When he felt that death was coming, Nangong Jin had a stunning face printed in his mind, and the first thing he thought of at this time was Yue Linglong, that cold and noble woman.

"Am I going to die? I'll never see her again! Nangong Jin thought to herself.

Just when Nangong Jin thought that he was in a catastrophe, at the last moment, the Great Elder Nangong Xiu made a move.

"Earth shield!" Nangong Xiu said leisurely.

Great Elder Nangong Xiu is an earth-attribute cultivator, and his "Earth Shield" is a defensive martial art, and the level is the primary level of the earth-attribute ground.

In an instant, an earthen wall appeared in front of Nangong Jin, and Murong Jue's palm hit the earthen wall. Nangong Jin picked up a life, he stroked his chest with palpitations, and quickly flew backwards, stopping in a safe place.

"Old man, you deceive people too much, I really think that the old man is afraid that you won't succeed!" Murong Jue yelled angrily at the Great Elder.

Murong Jue's eyes were fierce, and his face was distorted by anger, like a demon crawling out of hell to ask for his life.

"Since you have spoiled me several times, I will solve you first." Murong said ruthlessly. The eyes seem to be eating people.

"Dance of the Wind Blades." Murong Jue rushed to attack the Great Elder first.

Murong Jue is a wind attribute cultivator, and his martial art "Dance of the Wind Blade" is a wind attribute ground rank primary martial art.

For a while, the wind howled, rolling up a cloud of dust, blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes, and the wind roared towards the Great Elder like a tornado, like a bamboo.

Wherever the wind blade goes, not a single grass grows. A large tree was cut off at the waist and fell down in response to the sound, making a crisp sound of "boom".

"Earth shield!" Nangong Xiu said leisurely.

When the words fell, Nangong Xiu formed a circle of earth walls around his body, wrapping himself tightly, impermeable, and all the wind blades were blocked.

"Flame of Flames." The two brothers, Mu Qingyun and Mu Ziheng, also attacked Nangong Xiu at the same time.

Mu Qingyun and Mu Ziheng, two brothers, are both fire attribute cultivators, and their martial art "Flame Beads" is a fire attribute ground level primary martial art.

The overwhelming fireball smashed towards Nangong Xiu like a bamboo, Nangong Xiu is now suffering from the enemy on his back, and the situation is not optimistic.

Nangong Jin was very anxious from the sidelines, this kind of battle was not something that he could participate in as a small mid-stage cultivator! He secretly hated that he was actually too weak to help at all.

In fact, Nangong Jin is only eighteen years old, and he is already in the middle of his cultivation, and he is already a genius among his peers.

On the one hand, Nangong Xiu needed to condense the "Earth Shield" to defend against Murong Jue's "Dance of the Wind Blade", and on the other hand, he had to be distracted to resist Mu Qingyun and Mu Ziheng's "Flame Beads", which made him a little powerless.

Seeing that Nangong Xiu was about to be hit by a fireball, Nangong Jin's heart jumped to his throat, and he was about to perform "Thunder Channeling" to help Nangong Xiu.

Between life and death, she can't control so much, even if she exposes her heaven-level martial arts, she doesn't want to repair her grandfather to be injured.

"Exhausting the earth." Nangong Xiu divided a part of the spiritual power and condensed the earth-based attack martial art "Soil Transformation Blade".

The surrounding soil instantly turned into cone of earth, and one by one the cone of earth shot towards the fireballs like sharp knives. Unstoppable. The cone of earth collided with the fireball in an instant, splashing up a cloud of dust and sparks.

Nangong Jin hurriedly propped up the talisman barrier to avoid difficulties.

All of this is slow to say, but in fact it only happened in a moment.

The martial arts cultivated by the elders of the Qingyun Sect were all ground-level primary martial arts, because Nangong Xiu's cultivation was higher than the three of them, so the power of the martial arts was stronger than the three of them.

"Old horseman, I didn't expect you to have offensive martial arts, I underestimated you!" Murong Jue said viciously.

"Old thief Murong, there are so many things you can't think of! This is the old man's self-created earth-based offensive martial art "Tired Soil Blade", how does it feel? Nangong Xiu said mockingly.

"Old horseman, you are hiding very deeply! Keeping us all in the dark. Murong Jue said in a strange manner.

"Don't dare to be, the old man is only obsessed with cultivation, unlike you, who don't concentrate on cultivation. Delusional thoughts about something that doesn't belong to you every day! Nangong Jin said in a mocking tone.

"Murong Jue, even if I, Nangong Jin, die, I won't let you succeed." Nangong Jin said angrily.

Nangong Jin's face was gloomy and was about to drip water, and the temperature around her plummeted by a few degrees. He clenched his fists tightly, secretly hating that his strength was too weak!

"Now, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent! Come on, go together, today is bound to take down the Qingyun Sect, and those who resist will be killed! Murong Jue commanded fiercely.

A group of Qingyun Sect disciples suddenly rushed in from outside the courtyard, and all of these disciples were wearing uniform black clothes, but they were not the special clothes of Qingyun Sect disciples.

These disciples all looked at Nangong Xiu and Nangong Jin viciously with weapons in their hands, as if as long as Murong Jue gave an order, they would be able to brave the hardships and dangers, charge into battle, and spill their blood!

When they saw that half of the people in Qingyun Sect actually followed Murong Jue and the others, Nangong Xiu and Nangong Chen couldn't help but chuckle in their hearts.

"It seems that this is a long-planned forced palace!" Nangong Xiu and Nangong Jin thought at the same time, and their faces couldn't help but be a little gloomy again.

"Young Sect Master, we are willing to follow the Young Sect Master to the death and swear to protect the Qingyun Sect!" A group of Qingyun Sect disciples rushed in from outside the courtyard.

These disciples all wore the uniform clothes of the Qingyun Sect, and they were all dressed in green clothes. One by one, they stood behind Nangong Jin with weapons in their hands, and they all looked at Murong Jue and the others like enemies, just waiting for Nangong Jin's order.

Nangong Jin looked at the disciples who came over, showing a happy expression. It can be seen that Nangong Jin's prestige in Qingyun Sect is still very high, after all, he is not the sect master yet, and half of the disciples are willing to follow him, which is already the best situation.

"It seems that today is not good, in this case, all the disciples listen to the order and swear to kill this group of Qingyun Sect traitors!" Nangong Jin coldly ordered.

His face was gloomy, revealing a kingly aura all over his body.

Murong Jue and the others were shocked by such an aura, a flash of fear flashed in their eyes, and a group of disciples behind them involuntarily took a few steps back.

"This son is only in the middle of the Dan cultivation, and his body exudes an amazing momentum, if he grows up, over time, the achievement will be extraordinary! No, he must be killed here today, or he will suffer endlessly! Murong Jue thought secretly.

"Kill the traitorous party and swear to protect the young sect master!" The disciples behind Nangong Jin shouted one by one.

The voice was wave after wave, the momentum was like a rainbow, and they all looked at death as if they were at home.

Where had the disciples behind Murong Jue seen such a scene, they were so frightened that they retreated again and again, and they couldn't give birth to a trace of resistance.

Most of them were coerced and lured by Murong Jue and the three of them. They originally thought that with the means of the Third Elder and the others, it would be easy to kill Nangong Jin and the others, as long as they showed their faces in the back and cheered, they could still share some benefits at that time.

They weren't here to fight hard, so one of the disciples at the top finally couldn't stand this kind of coercion, he dropped the martial arts in his hand, turned around and fled.

If there is a first, there is a second, and there is a third......

Murong was so angry that his face was full of iron, the bribed maid failed to assassinate Nangong Chen, and these disciples behind him were also Adou who couldn't be supported one by one.

He flipped his palm, and a powerful spiritual power came out of his hand, hitting those disciples who ran away fiercely, and those disciples who fled fell down one by one, bright red blood kept coming out of their mouths, and they twitched a few times, and then they were motionless.

"Runaway, die!" Murong Jue's voice was cold, and his face was hideous and terrifying, like a demon crawling out of hell.

The rest of the disciples were silent one by one, trembling in two ways, and secretly sighed, fortunately, they escaped slowly, otherwise, they would have died by themselves.

"All the disciples are calm and don't be impatient, Nangong Jin and the others are just grasshoppers after the autumn, and they can't jump a few times. When we kill them, the money and status will be yours. Mu Qingyun said in a timely manner.

Mu Qingyun and Murong Jue sang with a red face and a white face. A slap in the face, and then a sweet date. The disciples behind him flickered around, and the situation quickly stabilized.

"Kill!" The first disciple was the first to react, and he took the lead in slashing at a disciple behind Nangong Jin with a big knife.

With one person to start, the two sides quickly fought together, and from a distance, colorful beams of light emanated from mid-air.

"Ahh

"Hmm"

"Poof"

There were muffled snorts, screams, and the sound of swords sinking into the body, one after another, endlessly.

Murong Jue saw all this, and his face was grim. As long as it is past today, he will be the sect master of the Qingyun Sect, and after so many years of layout, he can finally get his wish today.

And Nangong Xiu and the others were extremely heavy when they saw all this, and they even felt a little heartache, they were both disciples of Qingyun Sect, but now they were killing each other! Even if he wins by luck this time, the Qingyun Sect will be broken, and maybe it will be annexed by other sects. From then on, Qingyun Sect can only become history.

The fight continued, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting to smell. The whole courtyard seemed to tremble.

In an instant, one by one, the living life came to naught. It was as if they had been cut by a thousand knives, revealing limbs that were shattered and torsos shattered.

At this moment of being swallowed by blood, all the people couldn't tell whether they were stained with the blood of the enemy or their own blood?

Blood-red hands, sharp weapons, can't wait to tear faces apart. The disciples watched their companions fall down, and one by one they seemed to be red-eyed, and they only hated their father and mother for having a few fewer hands, so that they could kill a few more enemies.

It's evening, and when you look at it from afar, you can't tell whether it's the sunset or the blood that stains the earth.

Looking at all this, Nangong Jin's heart was like a knife, she hated her own low strength, and she was even more ruthless about her powerlessness.

"One day, I, Nangong Jin, must become stronger and trample those who bully and insult me one by one under my feet!" Nangong Jin secretly swore in her heart.

"Don't move, everyone lay down their weapons, or I'll kill her!" A soft and cute voice sounded. There was spiritual power in the voice.