Tinkling sounds.

Cai Jianjiu landed, still constantly retreating. There are dozens of swords in front of him, and one sword after another is like a rainbow.

It will not be easy for him to break these swords. If it weren't for the solid foundation, I'm afraid that at this time, it would not only be embarrassing, but also a real ugly one.

"Humph!"

The old man in the green robe swept the stegosaurus with his feet, as if treading water without a trace, and he wanted to hold the sword and kill Hong Wutian on the ground, but suddenly he snorted coldly.

A sword went down, pointing at the stegosaurus seven inches.

It turned out that it was Hong Wutian who led the stegosaurus towards Cai Jianjiu with his strength at the moment when he swept past the stegosaurus.

It is conceivable that Cai Jianjiu, who is unable to block only one stegosaurus, will no longer be able to block this stegosaurus. Only the share that was poked into a sieve by dozens of swords.

An old man in a green robe who has a very high status in the Liuqiu martial arts and the court, how could he watch his son die?

Although in addition to this son who rightfully took over the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, he actually has no less than the number of illegitimate sons on his hands, but in the final analysis, it is more pleasing to the eye that the tallest of the short ones is this son who can enter the Shangyuan Realm when he is in his thirties. If this son dies, no one will be able to inherit his martial arts foundation in the future.

Stegosaurus shattered inch by inch.

Dozens of swords fell to the ground in a scattered manner.

The old man in the green robe also ran out in one breath, and he could no longer maintain his fairy demeanor, and he fell to the ground. Holding a sword, he looked at Hong Wutian, whose hands were empty, with a grim expression, implying anger, "Great Grandmaster realm masters, in the Central Plains, there are very few realm masters like you. I don't know where the Wulin League offended, so that you made such a big fanfare and trampled on the mountain gate mercilessly! ”

Zhao Dongting glanced back at Cai Jianjiu and the old man in the green robe landing at the same time, smiled, and waved his sword away from the two disciples of the Martial Arts League in front of him, "It's really handsome, but three seconds, I don't understand why your alliance leader is so handsome!" ”

It's also a shame that these Liuqiu disciples can't understand the meaning of his words, otherwise they will only be so angry that they vomit blood. No matter how handsome you are, can the have the five of you resolutely pick the mountain gate?

More than ten red-robed chiefs slaughtered Zhao Dongting at this time, and there were all in the middle and lower Yuan realms. Manager Xue was probably anxious to clear up his relationship with Zhao Dongting and others in front of the same door, and rushed to the forefront with a sword.

"Opportunity?"

Zhao Dongting frowned slightly.

Of course, the master of the chief manager is not comparable to ordinary disciples, more than ten chief managers are killed together, and there are also masters with gold wire inlaid on the cuffs who can be top-notch among the disciples or are not low in rank are also hidden in the crowd. Even Zhao Dongting felt the pressure.

"Madame, let me do it myself!"

Zhao Dongting didn't turn his head, the sword of the disciple he snatched in his hand had already appeared many gaps, and when he stepped on it, a sword was provoked, he held it in his hand, and continued to fight with the impulsive approacher.

Mrs. Xu hesitated slightly, and finally retreated a little farther, but she was also distracted from Zhao Dongting at all times.

Hong Wutian didn't rush to make a move with the old man in the green robe on the high platform, and said with a smile: "It's your martial arts league that is too ignorant. Just because Cai Jianjiu can't bully people in Leizhou, he plays a child's temper and closes the port, you have no one in our Song Dynasty? ”

Cai Jianjiu, who had just finally broken up the stegosaurus, was out of breath, and his expression changed slightly: "You are from the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

Hong Wutian said: "You're not too stupid. ”

The old man in the green robe had a sudden change in his face when he heard the word Da Song, and at this time he suddenly looked back at Cai Jianjiu, "Son, what's going on?" When did you go to the Central Plains? ”

"Father, I ......"

Cai Jianjiu's face was ugly, "Those Song people ......"

It's just that before he finished speaking, his father had already turned around and looked at Hong Wutian, "This brother, at this time, there are still 20,000 defenders under the mountain attacking the mountain, and if they continue to fight, they will lose both." Our Martial Arts Alliance has suffered heavy losses, and it is impossible for you to retreat. Why don't we stop for a while? ”

Seeing that Tie Liduan, Kumano and others were still wreaking havoc, his heart was really painful.

And more importantly, he knew very well that by the time the defenders arrived at the foot of the mountain, he was afraid that the masters of the Martial Arts League would have lost everything.

It is possible for the four Great Grandmaster Realm masters to fight the entire Martial Arts Alliance. Relying on himself alone, not to mention resisting, it is enough to be proud of being undefeated.

It's also a shame that this old man in the green robe is really enduring, if it is an ordinary Jianghu person, he will definitely be red-eyed at this time, and if he doesn't die, he won't die, how can he talk?

But Hong Wutian shook his head, "The old man can't make up his mind about this matter." ”

Then he turned back to Zhao Dongting and shouted, "Childe, they want to talk." Talk about it? ”

Zhao Dongting was stained with a lot of blood on his body, his sword intent and qi were surging, and he laughed, "It's too early to talk about it now." ”

Hong Wutian turned around again and said to the old man in the green robe: "It's a pity, our son is killing and rising." ”

"Arrogance!"

The old man in the green robe had never been slapped in the face like this, and he was immediately furious, "Do you really think that you will eat my martial arts alliance?" ”

Immediately shouted: "Disciples, there is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

He also rushed towards Hong Wutian with a sword.

With thousands of disciples and 20,000 defenders, he is not without the confidence to fight.

A sword qi rolled towards Hong Wutian.

"Good time!"

Hong Wutian drank lowly, his palms gathering invisible energy. Break the sword qi with your palm.

The old man in the green robe followed by the sword qi, and the two of them fought in close quarters. The high platform was vigorous, and the ground made of marble was cracked.

Cai Jianjiu's expression changed, and he quietly swept off the high platform, disappeared into the crowd, and walked towards Zhao Dongting.

It turns out that the most inconspicuous boy is the core character.

It's a pity that Liuqiu is complacent, he doesn't know much about the situation in the Great Song Dynasty. Otherwise, at this time, Zhao Dongting's identity could probably be vaguely surmised.

Chief Manager Xue crossed many disciples and was finally able to rush in front of Zhao Dongting with a hideous expression, "Treacherous boy!" Death! ”

Zhao Dongting's aura became more mellow than before, his sword intent and sword qi were natural, and the corners of his mouth sneered, "You don't want to give you benefits, but you want to send them to death." ”

A sword was handed out.

Mr. Xue swung his sword to block.

The tip of Zhao Dongting's sword suddenly swept back.

The hilt of the sword seemed to be in the palm of his hand, and suddenly it spun with great speed. Zhao Dongting's feet fluttered, like a dragonfly dotting water, and swept to the front of Chief Manager Xue.

A big head flew up.

Thirty-six Guiyuan Sword - Swinging the Universe.

Zhao Dongting's palm held the hilt of the sword again, and another sword stabbed obliquely, stabbing at the other red-robed chief who swept closer.

The manager looked shocked and retreated slightly.

This person is obviously not in the realm of grandmasters, how can he be so strong?

Liuqiu martial arts is in decline, and most of them are stolen from the Central Plains, so it is inevitable that it is rare to see martial artists who are extremely talented and can fight across the border. And Zhao Dongting is exactly such a person.

Wu Amiao was able to use sword intent to break the middle yuan in the lower yuan, and the peak of the middle yuan realm in Zhao Dongting, in addition to the sword intent, and cultivated the top exercises in the rivers and lakes such as the Guiyuan sword and the getaway to a good realm, not to mention that it can be compared with the masters in the middle of the Shangyuan realm, but it is not difficult to make moves with the masters in the early stage of the Shangyuan realm.

After a few swords in a trance, the red-robed chief who was captured by his sword intent died in his hands.

He killed and struck, ignoring the consumption of internal qi.

On the stage, Hong Wutian was still fighting with the old man in the green robe. The sword came and went, and it was difficult to kill.

This old man in the green robe is also the strength of the middle stage of the True Martial Realm. Although it is still worse than Hong Wutian, it can remain undefeated in a short time.

Hong Wutian rolled vigorously, and there was a dragon chanting on his side.

Tie Liduan and Kumano fought with the four golden-robed elders, and at this time they had already killed two of them.

Mrs. Xu was not at ease with ordinary martial arts league disciples, although she looked at Zhao Dongting distractedly, the sword in her hand was still harvesting one life after another.

Cai Jianjiu quietly approached Zhao Dongting.

But seeing Mrs. Xu looking at Zhao Dongting from time to time, his footsteps stopped again, and then quietly disappeared behind him.

When he reappeared in the crowd, he was already in the white robe of an ordinary disciple.

Zhao Dongting is still fighting.

By this time, there were already hundreds of disciples of the Martial Arts League who had died around him.

It's just that Rao is at the peak of the Zhongyuan Realm, and his internal qi is almost exhausted at this time.

When people in the martial arts fight, most of them have the idea of internal qi loss, and they will not do their best. It is really rare to squander like Zhao Dongting.

But he still spared no effort to mobilize his internal qi, and it could even be said that he was already squeezing himself.

"Breakthrough!"

"Breakthrough!"

Zhao Dongting shouted heavily in his heart.