"Is it over?"

"Why didn't he use that thing?"

Looking at Yan Hong grabbing Chu Shaoyang, on the cliff, the middle-aged man's brows furrowed.

Yan Hong had told him that Chu Shaoyang had a kind of thunder and lightning in his hand that could burst into the fivefold spirit martial realm, but until now, he had not seen the other party cast it.

Not only was he puzzled, but even Yan Hong had doubts in his eyes when he caught Chu Shaoyang.

The other party was about to die at his hands, and there was no sign of using that thing, and what was even more strange was that he didn't feel any danger.

Could it be that the thunder and lightning of the other party are gone?

"Old horseman, today next year will be your death day."

But just as this thought came to him, he saw the young man suddenly throw a transparent sphere at him.

This sphere was very ordinary, and there was nothing unusual about it, but after seeing Chu Shaoyang's cruel smile, Yan Hong finally realized that something was wrong.

"Boom!"

But it was too late, and by the time he remembered to run away, the orb had burst, and it had exploded without warning.

Yan Hong didn't even have time to scream, and turned into minced meat.

"Actually use my strength, is this kid really out of holes?"

On an iron tree not far away, an old man in a green shirt showed a puzzled look on his face when he saw this scene, it was Han Qingfeng who was chasing after him.

According to what he thought, Chu Shaoyang should use that thunder and lightning in the face of Yan Hong, and in the face of the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, he should use the power he gave, so that he could pass safely.

But what's going on right now?

In the face of Yan Hong, the other party had already used his strength, so next, facing the Heavenly Sword Pavilion Master, what should he do?

Does he have more powerful hole cards?

"Damn, this stinky boy shouldn't have that lightning bolt."

What kind of character Han Qingfeng is, after thinking about it carefully, he guessed that Chu Shaoyang might have used that thunder and lightning when he was in Dabi.

At the moment, he had made up his mind, if the other party did not move the thunder and lightning at the critical moment, he could only make a move.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Just when he was puzzled by Chu Shaoyang's actions, the middle-aged man on the cliff was furious when he saw this scene.

rushed down from the top of the cliff and killed Chu Shaoyang.

At this time, he only had killing intent towards Chu Shaoyang, and he had no scruples at all.

He didn't believe that Chu Shaoyang still had the thing before, and as for the thunder and lightning in Chu Shaoyang's hand, he was not afraid.

"Die!"

Coming to Chu Shaoyang, the middle-aged man waved his arm and slapped Chu Shaoyang.

Looking at his appearance, he wanted to slap Chu Shaoyang to death.

"Senior, where is that old guy?"

Looking at this unavoidable and unstoppable blow, Chu Shaoyang's face was solemn, and he hurriedly asked.

"On the iron tree a hundred feet behind you, as long as he is willing to make a move, within a breath, he can keep you safe and sound."

The voice of thunder broke the sky.

"Okay."

Chu Shaoyang responded, but his mind was already linked to the golden token, as long as the other party didn't make a move at the last breath, Chu Shaoyang immediately hid in the golden token.

Even if he wants to be exposed, he doesn't care, there is no life, everything is fake.

"Little beast, today I will use your blood to pay tribute to the Great Elder and the many disciples who died in my Heavenly Sword Pavilion."

Looking at Chu Shaoyang, who was about to be slapped into meat by himself, the middle-aged man's angry shouts resounded through the world.

However, in the face of his voice, Chu Shaoyang turned a deaf ear and began to count down.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"Stop!"

Just when Chu Shaoyang opened his mouth and was about to shout, just when the palm of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master touched Chu Shaoyang's hair, a loud shout suddenly sounded, shaking the Heavenly Sword Pavilion Master back again and again.

"Xuanwu Realm powerhouse!"

Hearing this loud shout, the middle-aged man took a few steps back and stood still, looking at the old man in the green mountain who jumped down from the tree, showing a look of fear.

He Yuan Wu Realm kills the Spirit Martial Realm without wasting his power, but the same is true for people in the Xuanwu Realm who kill him in the Yuan Martial Realm.

"Senior Li Hong, meet Senior Han!"

When he saw that the old man in the green shirt was the host of the Qinglong Competition, the middle-aged man was full of fear, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

Others may not know the identity of this old man, but he knows that the other party is the Great Elder of the Taixuan Academy, the Yellow Academy.

The Taixuan School is comparable to the eight-rank sect, but it is not comparable to him, the nine-grade sect.

"Li Hong, the old man already knows everything about the matter between your Heavenly Sword Pavilion and this son."

Looking at the middle-aged man, Han Qingfeng said expressionlessly.

"Everything started because of your great elder, and now that he is dead, this matter is understood, what do you think?"

Although Han Qingfeng was a powerhouse in the Xuanwu Realm, he did not use his power to suppress people, but asked the other party's opinion.

Of course, if the other party is not interested, he will take Chu Shaoyang directly, and the other party will not be able to do it.

"This ......"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was a little unwilling.

"Since the seniors come forward, the juniors will follow."

But after thinking of the other party's identity and strength, he had to hold his fists.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, he couldn't help it, where was the other party's strength, and people were willing to ask him for his opinion, and he had already given enough face.

If it's another Xuanwu realm, don't talk about asking, if one can't get it right, it's normal to kill him.

"Also, after you go back, tell the other sects, don't trouble this son, now I have recruited him into the Taixuan Academy."

"If someone dares to touch him, he just won't give the old man face."

The unwillingness on the face of the middle-aged man, an old monster like Han Qingfeng could naturally see it, and he told at the moment.

"Yes, yes, yes, the younger generation must convey it."

The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately dispelled the idea of revenge against Chu Shaoyang.

A Xuanwu Realm powerhouse is angry, that's not a big deal.

"Boy, now you can go to the Taixuan Academy with peace of mind."

Turning his head to look at Chu Shaoyang, Han Qingfeng said lightly.

"Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue."

Looking at Han Qingfeng, Chu Shaoyang's face was calm and he smiled.

"Hmph."

However, seeing him like this, Han Qingfeng's face sank, snorted coldly, and turned his head to leave.

For the last blow just now, he waited for Chu Shaoyang to play his hole cards, but he was on the verge of death, and he didn't see the other party use it.

He thought that Chu Shaoyang would be scared and sweaty, but who knows, this kid is calmer than him.

"Calculate me, only me, Chu Shaoyang, calculate others, no one can calculate me."

Looking at Han Qing's back as he left in a hurry, Chu Shaoyang smiled slightly.

"I saved your life today, but it was not in vain, remember, you owe the old man a life."

But before his smile could be retracted, Han Qingfeng's voice sounded again.

"Owe you a life?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled bitterly, he really didn't know what use he, a martial artist of the Spirit Martial Realm, could be of use to the other party, and he was worthy of the other party's concern.

Shaking his head helplessly, Chu Shaoyang rode on the dragon horse, and under the complicated gaze of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master and others, he left in the dust.

"Taixuan Academy, I, Chu Shaoyang, are here."