All the Ling Yin Pavilion disciples were shocked, and they didn't even have the heart to continue fighting with their opponents, they all gathered back and stood beside Miao Shi.

Listening to the sound order, the disciples in the outside world may not be clear, but as a disciple of Ling Yin Pavilion, no one is unclear about its importance.

It is equivalent to the decree of a dynasty, which records the decree of the teaching.

Seeing the sound of the order is like seeing the teaching.

Miao Shi, Ling Hujing and the others looked at the listening order in Chen Zhan's hand, and a solemn gaze flashed in their eyes.

The listening order is the main means by which Ling Yin Pavilion inherits the decree of the sect, so it is almost always in the hands of some elders.

However, at this moment, it appeared in Chen Zhan's hands.

For all the disciples of Ling Yin Pavilion, this was definitely a great irony.

Looking at the ever-changing faces of the disciples of Ling Yin Pavilion, the smile on the corner of Chen Zhan's mouth bloomed more and more.

"Why? Don't believe it?"

"If you don't believe me, listen to it!"

Miao Shi's eyes flickered, and she looked up at Chen Zhan: "Where did you get this listening order?"

Chen Zhan looked at Miao Shi's pretty face full of aura, and said slightly: "Before entering the Shura Road, the heads of the three major immortal sects descended on Lingyin Pavilion at the same time...... And then, there is this listening order!"

Miao Shi's face couldn't help but turn paler when she heard this.

Ling Yin Pavilion's attitude towards Hong Huang has always been not as clear as that of the other three major immortal sects, and even some disciples will marry the disciples of the Seven States Martial Academy.

Therefore, after such a long time, in addition to the name of the Immortal Gate that has been inherited, Ling Yin Pavilion has almost broken away from the scope controlled by the Immortal Sect and has become wavering.

And this time on the trip to the Shura Road, the three major immortal sects obviously reached some consensus, so they joined forces to appear in Lingyin Pavilion, thus obtaining this hearing order that was enough to change the result.

Miao Shi did not continue to speak, and for this, with her cleverness, she could naturally judge clearly.

Chen Zhan's gaze swept lightly towards all the disciples of Ling Yin Pavilion: "Actually, I advise you to listen to it, after all, it is the teachings of the master, and you still have to obey it after all!"

Miao Shi gritted her teeth gently, her wonderful eyes flashed unyieldingly, and she gritted her teeth and looked up at Chen Zhan: "Then it's good to listen to it!"

"Meet your requirements!" Chen Zhan's palm shone brightly, and it was directly injected into the listening order.

At the same time, the familiar voice finally came.

"Miao Shi, my Lingyin Pavilion disciple obeys orders!"

Hearing this voice, Miao Shi and the others bowed at the same time, because this was the decree of the teaching.

"Listen to my decree, this Shura Road trial line, you can't help the flood famine, I'm Lingyin Pavilion, neutral!"

This sentence, listening to the ears of Miao Shi and others, was like a thunderbolt from the sky, crushing all the insistence.

They naturally knew how much the sect leader struggled in her heart when she made this decision, but in the face of the suppression of the three major immortal sects, she had no choice.

But because of this simple order, the entire flood fell into a situation from which it could never be recovered.

They must obey the decree of the teaching, whether it is true, and they can even obey it at all costs.

The eyes of Miao Shi and the others looked at the Honghuang disciples who were constantly falling under the suppression of a group of immortal sect disciples.

With their strength, they are not the opponents of these immortal sect disciples at all, so if this continues, the outcome is already very obvious.

For the great help of the disciples of the Hong Wilderness before, but at the moment he was powerless, Miao Shi closed his eyes directly, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Sister!"

Miao Ke opened her mouth with some difficulty, at this moment, what could she ask her sister for?

Miao Shi shook her head gently, and even opened her mouth with a thick bitterness: "All the disciples of Lingyin Pavilion...... Neutral!"

After saying this, she turned around and walked straight into the distance.

As long as you stay here and hear the screams that keep coming from your ears, it is as if you have made a terrible mistake.

Therefore, they didn't dare to stop for a moment, for fear that they would not be able to resist making another move!

Watching them gradually leave, the corners of Chen Zhan's mouth finally bloomed with a faint smile, and his eyes flickered, and he turned his hand to put away the listening order.

"Next, let's make a quick decision!"

A faint but indifferent voice sounded from his mouth.

Zhou Congyun didn't make a move, just looked at the battlefield in front of him.

In fact, after Ling Yin Pavilion and the others retreated, this battle had become much simpler, but those Honghuang disciples were still extremely tenacious, even if they were suppressed by the downside, they did not have the slightest intention of retreating and panicking.

After being killed by the Immortal Gate for so long, in fact, their hearts have long been numb.

Today's battle is the end of mortality, since it can't be changed, then you can only do your best to hit the opponent hard, and create an opportunity to kill the opponent for the fellow disciples behind you.

This is a common thought in the minds of almost everyone present.

A bloodthirsty battle that has grown to an incomprehensible level.

Seeing that the disciples were once again in an incomparable crisis, Xu Fei, who was fighting against the twin sisters, couldn't help but sigh again and again.

He would not blame Ling Yin Pavilion, headed by Miao Shi.

If it was replaced by the order of the master of the Yanzhou Martial Arts Hall, he would definitely obey it.

And before they were able to resist the pressure to help the flood party, they were actually very grateful.

Disheveled!

In the midst of the battle, a series of hideous and terrifying lights flashed, and then the sound of bones shattering came, accompanied by screams, which made people shudder.

Leng Chuan gasped, his gaze had already turned into a cold, blood continued to drip down his arm, but the battle intent in his eyes was soaring violently.

Call!

Seeing a sword light piercing through the void and coming towards him, Leng Chuan gritted his teeth with difficulty, and the long sword in his hand swayed out, wanting to split this sword qi

But his injuries were too serious, and although he still raised his long sword and met the sword qi, he couldn't stop this force at all, and he was directly cut into powder.

Then, that sword qi passed directly through his chest, leaving a huge blood hole there.

Leng Chuan propped up the ground with his sword, stabilized his crumbling figure, looked at the Xianmen disciple who was speeding towards him on the opposite side, and laughed and said: "I have a lot of resources in the wasteland, and there are many disciples under my sect, and I have never been afraid of death.

"Don't dream! The Seven States Martial Academy, it won't be long before it will be completely destroyed, this flood will be the flood of the Immortal Gate!" The disciple rushed towards Leng Chuan with a somewhat sarcastic gaze.

At this moment, Leng Chuan's hunger injury, even if he didn't make a move, he would definitely die, but he also had another purpose, that is, the orange Shura mark on Leng Chuan's arm.

Between the flickering figures, the smile on the corners of his mouth widened more and more.

Leng Chuan's eyes widened, and he wanted to stab out the long sword, but his hands had no strength, so he could only watch the sword qi crush towards him again.

"Whew!"

The terrifying aura enveloped him in an instant, and he was about to carry out the final sniping attempt.

"Hopefully, today, you can escape and become a butterfly!" Leng Chuan prayed softly in his heart, and then closed his eyes.

However, until a long time, he still did not wait for the arrival of that sword qi.

He couldn't help but open his eyes, and he was shocked.

At this moment, what appeared in front of his eyes was a crimson flame, as if along with this space, had turned into a world of spiritual fire.

Under the crazy scorching of those flames, countless rays of light flew into the sky.

The disciple who was still in high spirits before and wanted to completely kill Leng Chuan was left with a terrible scream at this moment, wrapped in that terrible flame, and turned into ashes in an instant.

Leng Chuan's gaze began to be a little hazy.

"How can there be such a powerful flame?" Leng Chuan thought secretly in his heart, the heavy injuries on his body had already caused his life to pass quickly, and his consciousness was gradually blurred.

In his impression, this terrible flame never seemed to have appeared, but judging from the target of this flame attack, it should be his own helper.

But who could it be?

In his doubtful and unwilling gaze, a figure finally appeared in front of him.

The flickering and gradually weakened gaze finally saw this figure clearly, and his face immediately showed a look of relief: "It turned out to be you, no wonder!"

He shook his body twice and fell to one side.

The figure quickly flew in front of him, held his body, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Leng Chuan shook his head and said with some difficulty: "It's not too late, can you save a few...... Let's save a few!"

This sentence became his last words.

Looking at Leng Chuan's body, which gradually became cold in his arms, the young man wrapped in the crimson flames, his originally somewhat playful eyes turned red in an instant.

"Ding Jin!"

Xu Fei was slightly startled, the hungry aura that bloomed from Ding Jin's body at this moment was really terrifying.

This suddenly appeared figure, and it was Ding Jin.

He was bathed in a crimson flame that contained an indescribable terror.

"Xianmen, it's really damned!"

In Ding Jin's crimson eyes, the killing intent gradually spread out, and between the raised heads, a firelight was like a huge sword that cut through the heavens and the earth.

In just one moment, several Immortal Sect disciples were cut off!

"Look for death!"

Because without the help of Ling Hu Jing and Long Bingyu, the strength of the three No. 1 disciples once again became the key to dominating this battle.

Lin Xian took the lead in making a move, and a ray of light flew up into the sky, directly towards Ding Jin and shrouded him.

"Fengqi Wutong!"

Ding Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, and a strong murderous intent emerged from the bottom of his eyes.

With a soft snort in his mouth, when he looked up, a plane tree bathed in fire rose to the storm.

Lin Xian's face changed, and the scorching terrifying energy actually made him feel a threat from the heart.

Ding Jin's eyes flashed with a strong killing intent, and under this blow, he was bound to kill or seriously injure Lin Xian.

And Lin Xian, as the No. 1 disciple, was naturally not to be outdone, and under the infusion of energy, his strength also skyrocketed to the extreme.

The two attacks were instantly intertwined in mid-air!

At the same time, Xu Fei, who had been fighting with Chan Ling and Chansha, was finally defeated, and the big sword in the world revealed a flaw in the fierce confrontation!