From beginning to end, Xuanjia and Xuanding were watching quietly.

They have been educated by the slavery of the Zhuge family for a long time, and they will not react until they are ordered.

Right now, Yan Fei's words are orders.

The silver-haired old man conjured up a long sword, the sword light was scorching, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Yan Fei.

"The surname Yan, you are looking for death. ”

"Don't, you can't kill him first, surnamed Yan, hurry up and hand over the antidote, so that you don't die." The red-haired old man shouted.

Nan Li stepped forward and sneered: "You two sing well in the double reed, and save us from death, old bastard, listen, you want an antidote, okay, go and slaughter that white-haired old king." ”

"You"

The flowers and rotten bones are scattered, and the red-haired old man understands deeply.

It stands to reason that ordinary people are poisoned, and more than a dozen breaths are directly killed.

He relied on his cultivation to resist, and now he has been holding on for thirty breaths, but he estimates that he can hold on for a while at most.

Yan Fei nodded and said, "Well, this proposal is good, kill him, you live." ”

The red-haired old man was already in a state of almost collapse, and he didn't think about it, he actually looked directly at the silver-haired old man.

The silver-haired old man was shocked: "Senior brother, are you crazy?

"Senior brother, I, I can't stand it. ”

"Go up together, kill them, take the antidote. When the words landed, the silver-haired old man jumped up, and a sword light poured down, like a waterfall in the nine heavens.

At the same time, hundreds of disciples of the Falling Sword Sect poured up together.

"Brother Yan, it's troublesome, it seems that we can't go on with these three martial arts ceremonies. ”

Yan Fei's face also showed a little disappointment.

"Well, this place should not stay for a long time, kill it and go down the mountain directly. ”

"Good. ”

Their conversation, Tang Eighteen naturally heard.

"It's all my fault. ”

"Don't blame anyone. Nanli said angrily.

Tang Eighteen pursed his lips: "I didn't mean it, I just wanted to prove myself." ”

"Get out, rush out in a while, we'll go our separate ways, you stay away from us, I'll be annoyed when I see you. ”

"I don't, I can't go back to Tangmen, I have to follow you. ”

"You"

As he spoke, the silver-haired old man had already approached, and hundreds of Falling Sword Sect disciples had also rushed up.

Yan Fei and the others were just about to make a move, when suddenly, another shout came.

"Stop. ”

This time, Yan Fei's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Although it was just a roar, it was extremely majestic, and Yan Fei secretly exclaimed in his heart: "Oh no, this is a strong man." ”

At such a time, it is natural that there can be no delay.

"Rush. ”

With an order, Xuanjia Xuanding made a move, plus Yan Fei and Nanli, the silver-haired old man originally looked quite strong, Xuanjia stepped forward and punched a few feet away, and the fist wind surged out, instantly rolling the old man out.

The peak of the Martial Emperor Realm is too much worse than the late stage of the Martial King Realm.

It's just a fist style, the silver-haired old man still spits out blood after he landed, he used his long sword to hold the ground, and when he looked at Yan Fei again, his eyes were full of fear and shock.

At this moment, the red-haired old man couldn't hold it anymore, and the whole person was lying on the ground with violent convulsions.

Suddenly, a powerful momentum was suppressed in the air.

"Stop it. ”

Several figures fell out of thin air, and the old man led by him was wearing a white sword robe, with a solemn face, not angry and arrogant.

His appearance was just in the way of Xuanjia.

What's the stop?

Xuanjia doesn't care so much, someone is in the way, and it just punches out.

The white-robed old man frowned slightly, his face was slightly solemn, and when he met Xuanjia's punch, the old man's tiger body trembled slightly, and he slapped it out with one palm.

Yan Fei clearly saw that this fist was firmly in one place.

Rumble!

This loud bang was deafening, and everyone couldn't help but stop.

A few disciples of the Falling Sword Sect who were close were directly shocked to the ground and sprayed blood.

With his fists facing each other, Xuanjia was shocked and retreated six or seven steps, and retreated directly to Yan Fei's side.

The white-robed old man was almost the same, and he also took six or seven steps back.

Several old men who fell with the white-robed old man changed color one after another, and their faces were full of shock.

When the silver-haired old man saw this person, he immediately shouted: "Belong, subordinates see the door master." ”

The doorman?

Yan Fei's heart moved, this white-robed old man, could it be Ge Xingtian, one of the eighty-one Sword Sects, the master of the Falling Sword Sect?" In this way, the cultivation of the eighty-one sect masters should be in the late stage or peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, if they are stronger, I am afraid they will reach the realm of the Martial Emperor, and the Bixiao Sword Pavilion of the West Emperor Mountain commands the eighty-one Sword Gates, which is indeed a difference

Constant strength. Yan Fei's heart couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

At this moment, the consternation in Ge Xingtian's heart was not small.

In fact, his cultivation was one level lower than Xuanjia, and his current realm was in the late stage of the Martial Emperor Realm.

As the master of the door, he went out with one palm and failed to take advantage.

Ge Xingtian's face was slightly gloomy, and the people who came with him were several elders of the Luojian Sect, even the cultivation of these elders was in the Martial Emperor Realm.

Xuanjia, Xuanding, and Nanli returned to Yan Fei's side.

"Oh no, it's bad, I can't get out. Nan Li frowned and said, while speaking, Nan Li did not forget to glare at Tang Eighteen, Tang Eighteen was as silent as a frosted eggplant, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered at the end of the year.

Yan Fei's face was also very solemn, the current situation was indeed quite grim, there were at least five or six Martial Emperor Realm powerhouses on the opposite side, and it was probably not easy to rush hard.

After a few breaths, Ge Xingtian took a few steps forward.

"What's going on?" the voice was solemn and full of majesty.

The silver-haired old man hurriedly bent over and ran over.

"Door, door master, this kid killed the people of the Tang Sect, the old man wants to arrest him and hand him over to the Tang Sect, I never thought that this kid's hands are very black, my junior brother" As he spoke, the silver-haired old man flashed his eyes, and the red-haired old man was already motionless.

The red-haired old man's face turned black, black blood flowed from his mouth, and he couldn't blink an eye.

"Senior Brother"

The silver-haired old man rushed over, and as soon as his hand was stretched out, he had to retract again.

The silver-haired old man cried for a long time, and ran directly to Ge Xingtian and knelt down: "Door master, this kid killed my junior brother, ask the door master to be the master." ”

Ge Xingtian glanced at the silver-haired old man, and then looked at Yan Fei: "Are you Yan Fei?"

"That's right, it's the juniors. ”

After speaking, Ge Xingtian angrily asked the silver-haired old man, "How can these people from the Tang Sect appear here?"

"This, this, my subordinates don't know. ”

"Hmph, shit. ”

"Yes, please also ask the door master to make the decision for his subordinates, surely" The silver-haired old man's voice did not fall, and his voice stopped abruptly, no one expected that Ge Xingtian slapped a palm on the top of the silver-haired old man's head, and this palm directly shook it and bleed.

Suddenly, everyone in the Sword Gate looked at each other.

Yan Fei and Nan Li also frowned, what is the situation, you met a reasonable person today?

Or do you want to make an example of the monkeys? Then you don't have to be so ruthless.