Stop..."

An earth-shattering roar, with a majestic shock wave, suddenly resounded around the entire Hujia Guancheng.

The sound was not only deafening, but also aggressively shook the dark clouds in the sky.

The dragon snake is unstoppable, and even the surrounding mountains are shaking.

"The human city is an important place, how can you be presumptuous..."

There was another tsunami-like roar, which shook the faces of the entire Guancheng monks who were protecting the family.

Countless glances swept away, and I saw more than twenty Heavenly Fetal Realm powerhouses wearing mighty tiger robes, stepping on the clouds.

Those eyes full of surprise, complexity, and even killing intent were all shocked when they fell into the blood moon behind Meng Yang.

Among the powerhouses of the Heavenly Fetal Realm these days, there was an old man in a white robe, who was furious, staring at Meng Yang with a pale face.

The qi and blood and the majestic aura that appeared around the body were as substantial as a blooming angry lotus.

The power of the sea is like the pressure of the waves, and it is even more rolling and mighty, covering the world and pressing hard.

Even, even the surrounding space was shaken by the appearance of the old man.

"They want to kill Meng Yang, they want to kill Meng Yang..."

Guan Shuxue, who was protected by Ji Feng, looked at the many strong people who rushed over, and her voice was full of worry.

The beautiful jade fluorescent eyes are at the same time revealing heartbreaking uneasiness and fear.

"Heavenly Fetal Realm powerhouse, Brother Meng Yang, you have played big this time. ”

"Wangwang..." Da Hei, who was biting his tail impatiently, wanted to step forward, but because of Meng Yang's previous order, he only stared at his blood-red eyes, constantly looking at the people who came to show his fangs and roar.

"Did you send it out?"

Among the crowd of onlookers, there were several monks wearing Qianyuan Sect uniforms, who were watching and communicating with each other.

As the last old students, they are also extremely unfamiliar with the name Meng Yang.

But when Meng Yang killed the representatives of the three alliances, nine countries and twelve sects for Qianyuanzong, showing his strong strength, even they couldn't help but boil their blood, their whole bodies couldn't stop trembling, and they shouted in their hearts that Qianyuanzong was hopeful of rising.

Now, seeing that more than 20 Heavenly Fetal Realm Executors came with a murderous aura, as members of the Qianyuan Sect, they had already passed what they had seen and heard into the jade slips in calligraphy, begging the elders who were sitting in the Qianyuan Sect City to come out and preside over the overall situation.

If it's too late, Meng Yang's fate doesn't have to think about it to know how miserable it is.

"There is no response from the summoning Yu Jian, no, I have to go back to Qianyuanzong in person. ”

"It has to be fast, it has to be fast..."

......

In the Qianyuan Sect Sect City, the three old men who were covered in red flames sat cross-legged above the dojo hall with their faces exposed.

In the hall of His Royal Highness, hundreds of disciples dressed in various peaks were all staring at the three old men with their heads raised in anticipation.

Each of them was holding a piece of jade slip in their hands, a piece of communication jade slip that flickered from time to time.

In this interrogation jade slip, all that is recorded is the scene that happened at this moment in the city of protecting the family.

The young man who was fierce and surging and slaughtered all directions with his own strength made each of them excited.

Since the last time the barbarian war was fought and the true martial master of the Qianyuan Sect died, the life of the Qianyuan Sect has been too depressing.

Even if you leave the Guardian Gate City and go to the Demon Barbarian Land to find cultivation resources, you have to report it.

The target of the report was not their immediate boss, the Zhao Imperial Family, but the Scattered Alliance that occupied their sect city.

That feeling is like an old peasant who has been forcibly seized and occupied by his neighbors, who dares to be angry but dare not speak.

Now, there is a person who has broken the atmosphere of silence for a long time, awakened the pressure in their hearts, and opened the floodgates

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The ferocity of the valve port and the imposing momentum were so great that even outside the dojo, thousands of Qianyuan Sect monks knelt down outside the main hall, waiting for orders.

As long as an order is given, as long as a sharp word is spoken, as long as a nod, this group of monks who have lived in the Qianyuan Sect since childhood, and the glory of the Qianyuan Sect will definitely not frown, rush to the Hujia Pass, and sweep away all the invading thousands of troops.

However, after waiting for a long time, what was waiting was the constant sighs of the three old men.

Of the twelve sects of the three alliances, nine countries, only the Qianyuan Sect is the weakest now, and the remaining true martial arts are the least.

They also want to be humiliated by the Qianyuan Sect, but who will bear the consequences? It is not their group of innocent disciples of the Qianyuan Sect.

All that can be done now is to delay, wait, and appease all the disciples who are in high spirits.

Then, he lowered his head and continued to spread the invisible and untouchable inheritance of Qianyuan Sect.

"If the elder still doesn't answer, I, Fu Tianzhuo, am willing to bear all the consequences..."

Just when everyone's eyes changed from excitement and excitement to gradually disappointment, a delicate young man dressed in red and tattooed with the rising sun behind him stood up from the crowd in the hall of the Dao Hall, so calm that he couldn't hear any emotion and said slowly.

The left sleeves of the wind-swaying left sleeve no longer had any arm shadow, only the right hand holding the sword, stubbornly holding the hilt.

Sitting in the first place, Wu Yuanjia, the peak master of Xutai Peak, couldn't help frowning.

When he opened his mouth to speak, he sighed again, then shook his head and remained silent.

However, another blue-robed old man beside Wu Yuanjia said angrily: "Bear the burden, only know the bear, can you bear it? The lives of nearly 10,000 disciples of the Qianyuan Sect, how can you protect the sect and settle down with a word?"

"Not to mention that the six True Martial Sect Masters of the Scattered Alliance are eyeing each other, that is, there are dissent within the royal family of the Zhao State, and we have not been disqualified from the Twelve Sects, because our old sect master is still there, and there are a few of us who can fight. ”

"Otherwise, do you think that you can still claim to be a disciple of the Qianyuan Sect now, and you can still act as a disciple of the Qianyuan Sect?"

"We can only ignore this, we can only be silent, we can only play stupid, and we can only stand by and watch. ”

"If he can survive death, but if he can't survive, he will also die, we can't do anything, we can't do anything..."

At the end, the old man looked up to the sky and sighed, and his desolate voice was already choked.

Fu Tianzhuo's face was as gloomy as ink, his eyes looked around, and he suddenly waved his sleeves and turned to leave.

Another old man was about to shout, but was stopped by Wu Yuanjia's cross arm.

"Let him go, this matter can only be left to fate, I hope he can understand that the twelve sects of the three alliances, nine countries and twelve sects at this time are no longer the current three alliances, nine countries and twelve sects, if you are smart, you can leave the human city, and the farther away the better. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Yuanjia couldn't help but focus on the face of the young man with a sense of calm in the picture of Yu Jian.

......

"Dao Ke Dao, very Dao, Brother Meng, your way, I seeker, forgive me for not being able to help you. ”

In a blue and white mountain pool, Yi Changdao, who was fishing with a pole with one hand and touching the jade slip with the other, shook his head regretfully.

When he put the jade slip back in his pocket, the fish that had bitten the hook fled again.

He seemed to be smiling, but he couldn't help but stare at it, and spit out softly: "Fish... Gone again. ”

......

The breeze blows, and the bamboo forest rustles.

Qu Yang and Yang Feng, who were dressed as disciples of the Hundred Leagues, were the two enemies, but at this moment they lowered their heads and looked at a piece of communication jade slip together.

Above this interrogation jade slip, a scene of Meng Yang slapping to death the representatives of the three alliances, nine countries and twelve sects with one palm is emerging.

Kill one Fusion Realm representative at a time

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Later, the voice I was the head of the Qianyuan Sect, and the two of them turned red when they heard it.

"It's been more than a year, but I didn't expect him to really not die, and he is stronger..."

Yang Feng pursed his lips and said guiltily: "I think he won't blame us for taking refuge in Baimeng." ”

Qu Yang took a deep breath and did not answer.

"Fortunately, he came back, so he shouldn't know about his sister, right?"

Qu Yang raised his eyebrows, as if he had just remembered, and glanced at Yang Feng deeply.

"I think it's better for us to leave Baimeng..."

"For some reason, I have a strong premonition that the Hundred Alliances are going to suffer!"

......

"When he came back, I knew he was still alive..."

Known as the strongest sect of Zhao State, the hinterland of Taishengzong's Zongcheng is full of women's palaces, there is a smiling and smiling beauty, a beautiful woman who is difficult to chase, holding a booklet of exercises that has been loaded with a watch, muttering to herself.

The autumn water of Mu Han, the sultry apricot eyes, are like cutting water with affection.

Behind her, there were two bright and dignified mature women.

Seeing this woman like this, the two women secretly looked at each other with heartache, and silently stretched back the hand holding Yu Jian.

In the end, he only told the news of the man's return to the pink beauty in front of him.

......

In the Spirit Mine not far from the Imperial Sect City of Zhao State, there was a sweaty and panting young man, holding the communication jade slip in his hand and running towards the Spirit Mine Cave.

After entering the Spirit Mine Cave, the sweaty young man took a wild breath and shouted, "Brother, come out quickly, it's not a good thing." ”

The roar echoed in the deep spiritual mine cave for less than three breaths, and I saw a big man with a stained face, with an oil lamp, coming out of a probe in the mine, and when the doubts in his eyes fell on the young man, he couldn't help but scold: "Every day the big things are not good, the big things are not good, you stinky boy is not alive yet..."

"No, brother, it's really a big deal, it's a bad thing, it's changing. ”

When the young man saw the man with a national face, he immediately ran to him and handed over the communication jade slip in his hand.

Glancing at the young man in surprise, urging him to hurry up and take a look, the man frowned and pointed at the jade slip.

Suddenly, the whole body of the jade slip trembled, and after the brilliance of this words emanated from the jade slip, a spherical light curtain was formed.

When he saw the familiar figure in the light curtain, he was stunned.

Holding Yu Jian's hands, I don't know if it was because of excitement or uneasiness, trembling wildly.

"The warrior must fight, the warrior must win, boy, I really didn't see the wrong person. ”

"I can't imagine that you, who became the meat stake of the family, are now a strong man who has stepped into the sky. ”

"That's right, that's the posture of a strong man..."

The young man on the side didn't know what the man with a national face was talking about, so he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"I'm saying, something is wrong..."

The man with a national face smiled mysteriously, not worried about what would happen to the man in the picture next, and teased.

"I heard that this person is Meng Yang, the leader of the Qianyuan Sect, and as soon as he made a move, he killed more than 20 representatives of various sects, and even attracted more than 20 Heavenly Fetal Realm executive envoys to besiege and kill. ”

However, the thought of such a character dying made me feel a little sad. ”

The man with the national face also felt that something was wrong, and asked with certainty.

"You mean, more than twenty Heavenly Fetal Realm executors went to besiege and kill this person?"

"yes, or how do I say it's sad. ”

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