They didn't have a deep relationship, and they had only met three times until this time. But there seems to be an ordinary tacit understanding between the two, more like old friends for many years.

"Roar ......" didn't wait for Niu Tianya to answer, and the black ape next to him roared angrily at Dragon Slayer, with strong dissatisfaction.

"One cannot live for oneself alone. Niu Tianya smiled, grabbed another piece of roasted meat and threw it to the black ape. Cut off two pieces of raw meat and skewer them on the fire.

"Aren't you going to the Dao Conference?" Slayer Long Tian didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"The trees want to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop. Niu Tianya sighed. Perhaps, these have been destined since the beginning of practicing ancient martial arts and combat techniques, but they don't realize it. Then he raised his eyebrows: "Go, why don't you go, I have already made an appointment with someone to fight." ”

"Who?" Ever since he saw Niu Tianya, Tu Longtian had looked carefully, but no matter what, he couldn't see through Niu Tianya's cultivation. Moreover, he understood Niu Tianya's strength earlier. Now that he heard that he was about to fight with someone, he must not be an ordinary person, and his eyes were bright.

"It doesn't matter who it is, today you and I drink a jar together, I wish us a victory and success!" Niu Tianya was arrogant, raised the wine jar to signal, and raised his head to drink.

Tu Longtian's lips trembled, and finally he didn't ask again, and he slapped the mud seal and raised the wine jar to drink it all.

"Come again!" Niu Tianya waved his hand, dragged out two more jars of wine, raised his hand and grabbed a hare and threw it to Dragon Slayer, "Taste it." ”

Tu Longtian didn't say a word, took the hare, tore off his hind legs and chewed it.

The hare in autumn is the time when it is fat, and the heat control of Niu Tianya is just right, and the taste of various seasonings is divided into the meat, and only one bite is eaten, and the meat is fragrant. Slayer Tian's eyebrows moved: "Good meat!"

"Good meat has to be eaten by good people. Niu Tianya laughed and raised the wine jar, "Come again." As he spoke, he took a sip and tore off his other hind leg and munched on it.

"Are you sure of victory?" After a long silence, Slayer Long Tian finally couldn't help it, and raised his head and asked.

Niu Tianya smiled slightly, free and easy: "The way of heaven is vast, faint and unpredictable. The same is true of the world, and no one can say it. Do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, that's all!"

"The Middle-earth Cultivation Realm is already in jeopardy. Dragon Slayer sighed, and there was a little more sorrow between his eyebrows. I can't wait to hold the sword in my hand and sweep in all directions.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, so it is better to stride forward. There is no endless road, why bother?"

Since comprehending the way of heaven, Niu Tianya has a new understanding of many things. The words are more open, vertical and horizontal.

"It's just that if the Middle-earth Cultivation Realm is defeated, not only the cultivation of the true lineage, but also the thousands of creatures growing on this land will be the same, and they will not be able to escape this nightmare. "Dragon Slayer Heaven is unabated.

"Only a nation that has endured suffering can burst with more vigorous vitality. Thousands of years of occupation of the fertile Middle Earth have caused the people here to lose the blood of their ancestors and immerse themselves in the path of intrigue and intrigues, and perhaps, the bloody lessons will wake them up. Niu Tianya's voice was deep and powerful.

True, as he said. Although the Middle-earth Cultivation Realm occupies many Cave Heaven Blessed Lands, it has long since lost its fighting spirit in thousands of years of corrosion. If they lose, it may wake them up. It's just that no one wants to bear the price.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, drink this jar of wine, let's go to Hengyue Mountain!" Niu Tianya laughed and raised the jar.

The remnant sun is like blood, and there is a trace of desolation in the magnificence.

The autumn wind is like a knife, and there is a little vigilance in the cold.

Niu Tianya put aside the wine jar and stood up, strode straight up to Hengyue Mountain. The black ape was also well fed and drunk, and followed with a roar, and its body of nearly three meters was like steel cast in iron.

Looking at the back of one man and one beast, Slayer Longtian was a little confused. What have they gone through to make such a big change!

"Hengyue Heavy Land, come and stop!"

At sunset, a stone road winds its way to the top of the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, Niu Tianya and Tu Longtian walked side by side, and there was a cheer in front of them, with a hint of arrogance.

"Roar ......" There was a loud roar, and the figure of the black ape hiding in the dense forest next to the stone road suddenly shot out, and the huge palm was overwhelming, smashing on the top of the person's head.

Before they even had time to wail, red blood and white brains splattered out. The black ape's immense force pierced through the man's body, smashing him into a puddle of flesh.

Dangdangdang......

The melodious bell suddenly rings, echoing in the setting sun. The other disciples on duty on the stone road obviously showed the situation here, sounded the alarm bell, and sounded the warning bell.

"Trespass on the Hengyue faction, kill my fellow disciples, and die!" In front of him, a man in white stood on the stone steps, shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand swung straight down.

"Die!" Before Niu Tianya could make a move, Slayer Longtian's eyes shot out with a cold.

A dark red light pierced the sky, and the thick smell of blood spread along with the blooming cold plums. The head of the man who was still majestic and shouting loudly flew high, and his wide eyes slowly dispersed with shock and unwillingness.

"Kill!" The battle knife was stained with blood, and the dragon slayer was crazy, and with a loud shout, his body jumped up and rushed out, running along the stone road to the main hall of the Hengyue faction.

"Let's go. Niu Tianya also called at the black ape and followed.

"Bold fanatics, dare to offend my Hengyue, kill my people, sign up for death!" On the square in front of the main hall of the Hengyue faction, five middle-aged people stood side by side, and below, countless disciples waited in battle, looking at the three uninvited guests. One of the men raised his voice.

"Yuan Dao, Yuan Yue, Angry Flame Sword Zhanyun, Throat Sealing Sword Leng Yan, Cold Ice Sword Li Yuegu, if Yuan Yu and Hidden Dragon Sword Ye Lingfeng and Caiyun Sword Zhao Lan are also there. Dragon Slayer swept through everyone one by one, and the murderous aura on his body slowly accumulated, gradually becoming stronger.

"Who are you? Dare to trespass on the Hengyue Sect, don't think about leaving if you don't make it clear today. In the center, Yuan Dao Zhenren's eyes showed a fierce light and said angrily.

Tu Longtian turned his head and glanced at Niu Tianya, saw Niu Tianya nodded slightly, and said loudly: "My name is Tu Longtian, his name is Niu Tianya, today, I am here to collect debts, you all have to die!"

When the words fell, it was suddenly difficult to slay the dragon, and the battle knife was practiced, with a dark red light, it directly slashed the Yuan Dao Zhenren and the Angry Flame Sword Zhanyun.

"Xiao Hei, start work!" Niu Tianya said with one hand, and punched out without moving.

"Evil obstacles, it turned out to be you, the ancestors who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, today my Hengyue faction will do the Tao for the heavens, destroy you two vertical maniacs, three Taoist friends, and ask you to be a witness for us. Yuan Dao Zhenren's face changed, his eyes were even more murderous, and with one hand as he spoke, a ray of light rose to the sky, facing the battle knife of the dragon slayer.

Beside him, Zhan Yun held the Angry Flame Sword in his hand earlier, and when he saw that Dragon Slayer was extremely rampant, he slashed the two of them with a cold snort.

Rumble......

They haven't fought yet. Beside him, a loud bang exploded, and the throat sealing sword flew out with a cold snort, and a blood hole in his chest was translucent before and after, and blood gushed out, staining the ground under his body red.

"God...... Divine skill ......" his eyes were dilated, his pupils dilated, and he barely said two words in a cold voice, and he fell straight to the cold ground.

Beside him, the Ice Sword Li Yuegu and Master Yuanyue, who were just about to make a move, were shocked. Leng Yan's cultivation is very clear to them, even if they face each other head-on, the victory or defeat is five or five, and no one dares to say that they will win. And under Niu Tianya, he didn't make a move.

A chill rose in the hearts of the two of them, and their fighting spirit was completely lost. Look at each other with one hand and one finger, summon the flying sword to escape.

"Roaring ......"

Although the black ape is large, it is extremely fast. The nearly three-meter-tall body soared into the sky like a cannonball, picking up the arms cast in steel and blasting straight out.

Bang......

The earth seemed to tremble slightly, and Li Yuegu, who had just flown up, fell from the flying sword with a scream, her head slammed into the bluestone ground, and her brain and blood were mixed and splashed out, and she was completely lifeless.

"Want to go?" Niu Tianya's eyes were cold, and his left arm waved straight out. The first half of the arm disappeared out of thin air as if it had been amputated.

At the same time, in front of Yuan Yue Zhenren, a fist almost covered the entire sky, slamming heavily on her body with unparalleled might.

Bang......

The sky was full of blood and mist. A bent and broken flying sword fell to the ground with a 'dang', rolling two times and standing still, no longer silent!

Lianyun Sword Sect lives high on Lianyun Mountain, built by the mountain, the pavilions and pavilions are scattered, and the momentum is extraordinary.

On the square in front of the Lianyun Hall of the Lianyun Sword Sect Main Hall, a high platform rises from the ground, with a length and width of thirty zhang each, and countless seats are placed around it, and it is already full of people at this moment.

Today is the opening day of the Lianyun Sword Sect's Dao Discourse. The Middle Earth Cultivation Realm is today, and the Quartet World is discussing the Tao and martial arts. One day for a thousand years. If he wins, he will be able to stay in Middle-earth for another thousand years. If it is defeated, only the people of the Quartet World know what the result will be.

On the left and right sides of the high platform, they are entrenched by the young powerhouses of the Middle Earth Cultivation Realm and the Quartet World, and the two forces are faintly opposed, refusing to give in to each other. It's just that careful people will appear, these young powerhouses, although some of them are also famous, but more of them are unfamiliar faces, whether it is Middle-earth or the Quartet World, the young generation representing their top strength has not yet arrived.

"I don't know what the outcome of today's battle will be. "There was still nearly an hour before the start of the Dao Conference, and the cultivators who had arrived early in the audience but did not have a high level of cultivation exchanged their heads and ears, listening to each other and predicting today's results.

"It's not optimistic. A white-faced man in his thirties, with a sword on his back, sighed, "In the past few days, the strong men of Middle-earth have been defeated repeatedly, and the Quartet World is menacing. ”

"Who said that?" next to him, a tall black-faced man with a full beard immediately retorted, "That's because we are paralyzing the enemy, showing weakness to the enemy, waiting for them to be careless, and then attacking head-on." ”

"Paralyze the enemy? Mo Xiangtian Mo Shaoxia of the Ancient Sword Academy was seriously injured by the green wolf of the quicksand gate, and he has not been able to recover so far, but he is also paralyzing the enemy? If the Middle Earth Cultivation Realm is paralyzed like this, it is okay if the Dao Conference is not opened. The white-faced man immediately retorted.

"That's the kid of the Ancient Sword Academy, it's useless. The black-faced man snorted coldly.

"You go up and try it?It is said that the cultivation of the green wolf has reached the early stage of annihilation, even if you look at the Middle Earth cultivation realm, it is also the best among them. Although the white-faced man refuted the black-faced man, he also had a trace of worry on his face.

"Don't talk nonsense, white-faced boy, I know that the three young heroes of the Cloud Sword Sect are all in the middle stage of annihilation, and they are much stronger than the wolf of the sect. The black-faced man had confidence again and said loudly.

"The Quicksand Sect is just an ordinary sect in the Western Regions, and the heir of the First Snow Family in the Western Regions has not yet made a move, but it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that his cultivation has reached the middle stage of annihilation, and I am afraid that it is no worse than the three people of the Lianyun Sword Sect. The white-faced man said.

"Yes, I heard that Saibei's mad sword cultivation has also reached the middle stage of annihilation, and a few days ago, he also killed Hengyue Mountain and destroyed the Hengyue Sect, including the older generation of masters Yuan Dao Master and Yuan Yue Master, as well as the Angry Flame Sword Zhanyun, the Cold Ice Sword Li Yuegu and the Throat Sealing Sword Leng Yan, who were guests in the Hengyue Sect, none of them escaped. Overnight, a full seventy-eight lives were lost. Next to him, a man in Tsing Yi ** came.

"I have also heard a little about the Hengyue Mountain case, but there are some discrepancies with my brother. It is rumored that it was done by the people of the Nanhuang Yan family, and a total of eighty-seven people were killed. The white-faced man said with a worried face.

In the past few days, the news of the destruction of the Hengyue Sect has spread throughout the entire cultivation realm. Including those old masters, none of them escaped, and overnight, Hengyue Mountain was razed to the ground. The ruthlessness of the people who came to shoot is unprecedented. Only Yuan Yu Zhenren and his two disciples lived in the Lianyun Sword Sect that escaped the catastrophe.

Subsequently, the Lianyun Sword Sect, the Ancient Sword Academy, and the Heart Zen Temple all sent disciples to Hengyue Mountain to inquire about the news. It's just that no one knows who did it, and no one who has seen the murderer survives. This case has also become a major unsolved case in the rivers and lakes.

Some people say that it was done by the young wolf of the quicksand gate, some say that it was done by the Yanjia family of the Southern Wilderness in order to demonstrate to Middle-earth, and some people say that the Hengyue faction offended the Dark Blood Gate a hundred years ago, and this time they entered Middle-earth, and they just cleaned them up......

As the Dao Conference approached, the various sects also withdrew their disciples and diverted their attention, and this case also became an unsolved case, and it became another topic in the cultivation realm outside of the Dao Conference. It's just that the murderers all point to the four worlds, and no one suspects that the people of Middle-earth are taking revenge. Even the notorious Niu Tianya unexpectedly escaped.

"Whether it is seventy-eight or eighty-seven, it is the people of the Quartet who demonstrate to us because of the weakness of the people. The black-faced man pouted.

"Then you use this way to demonstrate to the four worlds, let me see?" the white-faced man immediately retorted.

"White-faced boy, are you competing with Grandpa Hei, I am only in the early stage of Jindan's cultivation, and you are embarrassed to say, if you have the ability, you can go to the stage and shout, since you have no confidence in the Middle Earth Cultivation Realm, what are you doing here?" The black-faced man was furious and roared.

"That's it, I think I have a lot of brains, you go over there, what are you doing standing here?"

"Black-faced, I'm rooting for you, white-faced boy, either shut up or get out of the way, don't stand here and be an eyesore. ”

"Yes, or you can leave, no one is rare to you, and you are only a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, and you dare to speak out and advocate for the Quartet World. ”

For a while, the white-faced man was embattled, and he swept the people around him and walked out of the crowd.

"Bah, Middle-earth will win!" the black-faced man spat at the white-faced man's back, turning around and shouting.

"Middle-earth will win!" The people around him immediately raised their fists and echoed loudly, and the stirring and heroic enthusiasm burst out, echoing on the towering Lianyun Mountain.

This is the pride of a nation, the blood of a nation, the spirit of a nation, and the root of a nation's vigorous progress and reproduction for thousands of years. In order to survive and dream, everyone will burst out with the greatest energy and be unanimous to the outside world.

"Hmph, rabble!"

On the other side, a cold voice came. The sound was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, faintly with a hint of mental shock. The Middle-earth cultivator, who was still excited, was suddenly struck by lightning, his face was pale, and his eyes showed a hint of fear and looked at the side of the Quartet World.

The black-faced man straightened his chest, his face was still a little pale, but with an unyielding look: "Middle-earth will win!"

"Die!"

The black-faced man's behavior angered the person who spoke, and the cold voice came into everyone's ears, and a yellow light shot out with a dignified murderous aura, directly hitting the chest of the black-faced man.

The people around gasped, and looked at the black-faced man in a daze, no one made a sound, and no one helped. Fang Cai's enthusiasm and pride vanished, and he watched the yellow light shoot towards the chest of the black-faced man.

The black-faced man was full of anger, and without hesitation, he puffed up his chest to meet the blade, and his voice was sonorous and powerful: "Middle-earth will win!"

Bite......

The crisp sound of gold and stone resonating came, shaking everyone's eardrums with a faint pain. A gray light suddenly burst open and disappeared between heaven and earth. The yellow light also rolled back, and flew towards the man in yellow with the slightest sound of breaking through the air.

The man in yellow's face changed greatly, his body swinged, and he held the yellow light in his hand, but it was a short sword with cold light.

The short sword was in his hand, and a huge concussive force came, and the man in yellow hurriedly exercised his skills to suppress that force, and he was secretly surprised in his heart. The skill of the person who shot must have been on his own, and others may not have seen it clearly, but he saw that it was only an ordinary stone that hit the short sword in his hand.

The power of the stone can shake back the short sword, until he holds it, the force is still vibrating, and the opponent's skill can be imagined.

"I don't know which friend is coming, the green wolf of the quicksand gate still asks for advice. ”

The man in yellow had a solemn face and reported to his home. Although there is still a hint of arrogance in his voice, he is a lot respectful.

"Green wolf?"

As soon as the man in yellow spoke, a series of exclamations came from among the Middle-earth cultivators. It was this man who beat Mo Xiangtian so badly that he couldn't afford to be injured, if Mo Jiannan hadn't arrived in time to stop him, perhaps, the iconic figure of the Ancient Sword Academy would have fallen.

Since entering Middle-earth, the green wolf is also one of the most famous people in the Quartet world, with ruthless shots, high cultivation, and nine wins in ten battles. The only defeat was also lost by only one move to Master Nianchen of the Heart Zen Temple. And among the nine victories, except for Mo Xiangtian, none of them were alive, and they were called 'blood wolves' by the Middle Earth Cultivation Realm!

The black-faced man also changed his complexion, and cold sweat rolled down all over his body, wetting his clothes. At the bottom of my heart, a different kind of pride rose.

Fang Cai, he faced a young wolf who killed people without blinking, Fang Cai, he puffed up his chest under his short sword, Fang Cai, he resolutely repeated 'Middle-earth will win' three times in front of him, and Fang Cai, he never retreated in the face of him.

Passion and pride are stirring in the chest, surging endlessly. Although his cultivation is not high and his age is not very old, under the eyes of everyone in the four worlds, in front of the cold sword of the green wolf, he shouted without hesitation, 'Middle-earth will win'!

"Middle-earth will win!" the black-faced man was very excited, his face was a little red, but his eyes were more determined, and he almost roared.

"Middle-earth will win!" The surroundings immediately became enthusiastic, and everyone echoed loudly with smiles on their faces.

On the other side, the green wolf's face was pale, cloudy and uncertain. After a while, he sat down. That mysterious man is not something he can deal with. I have to wait for the arrival of the strong on both sides to decide the winner.

"Come, come, come, they come, Middle-earth will win. ”

After only a moment, the enthusiastic crowd became agitated, shouting that they consciously gave way to a straight passage that led straight to the bottom of the martial arts stage of the Daoist Society. No one took a step forward, as if they had measured it beforehand, and stood neatly on either side.

Song Bieli took the lead, and behind him, Qiu Lige, Situ Tianhe, Nianchen, Gu Ling'er, Chenyuan, Qianqian, Xuanmuqing and many other young masters of the Middle Earth gathered and walked to the center. Mo Xiangtian also followed last, and behind him, a man and a woman followed closely, protecting the left and right, and walked to the center together.

On the opposite side, two young men and women who had never shown up walked in the front, and behind them, a large group of people such as Xue Qianshan, Crazy Knife, and Miao Shiyun also followed closely.

As the distance between the two sides narrowed, an invisible momentum spread, colliding with each other, testing each other's virtual reality.

The onlookers felt dull and abnormal, as if even the clouds were about to press to the ground, within reach, and although they were using their Xuan Gong to resist, many people with low cultivation still had red faces and shortness of breath.

While......

The melodious sound of bells spread far away, echoing in the blue sky.

The bell seemed to have a strange power, and in an instant, everyone felt that the momentum suddenly disappeared, and the unspeakable feeling of suffocation also retreated like a tide, disappearing without a trace, leaving only the two parties to sit quietly in their places, waiting for the final competition.

Lianyun Hall also opened the middle door, and a group of people rushed out and walked towards the main seat.

Qiu Lige looked at the other side in a daze, with a faint sadness in his crooked eyes. Like a sentimental little girl, wandering in her own world at the age of the rainy season, looking for it alone.

"Are you still worried?" beside her, Song Bieli had already noticed her expression and said with concern.

Song Bieli, like Qiu Lige, was an orphan who was brought back to the Lianyun Sword Sect since he was a child and began his cultivation career. In the past 20 years, they have distinguished themselves among their peers and are proud of Middle-earth. At the same time, they also formed an unusual friendship. It's just that Qiu Lige is indifferent to this, and Song Bieli can only bury that impulse in his heart and watch alone.

Shaking his head slightly, Qiu Lige did not answer, and there was a little more expectation in his shining eyes. Like a little girl longing for the stars in the sky, it seems to be looking forward to something.

Next to Qiu Lige, Gu Linger was also sitting alone, her big bright eyes with a hint of gloom.

Since returning to the Ancient Sword Academy, she had almost witnessed the cowardice of the Middle-earth Cultivation Realm. Even though Mo Xiangtian was defeated by the green wolf and his life was in danger, Mo Jiannan only rescued him, and let the green wolf laugh and leave.