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Qin Yitian seemed to have aged a lot overnight, and several large silver threads suddenly appeared in his original black hair.

"Brother Qin, since the incident has happened, don't think about it anymore, no one knows that there will be a storm of death, and under your calm command, the four sects have only lost more than forty disciples, such losses can be said to be minimal. ”

Qin Yitian let out a long sigh, it was indeed very lucky to be able to successfully lead the four gates to create the Biluo Yellow Spring, as if it was blessed by God, the Death Storm suddenly changed direction when they were only ten miles away, making them successfully find their way back. But with forty-seven top disciples, plus more than twenty elders, such damage was not uncatastrophic, and he could not escape the blame no matter what.

Su Qianling stood up and pushed open the window, her graceful figure was particularly charming against the backdrop of the sun, "Instead of dwelling on the past, it is better to face the current situation, since the sun will always rise, why don't we give ourselves a chance." ”

Qin Yitian looked at Su Qianling and said with a wry smile, "Do we still have a chance?"

Su Qianling turned around, her eyes burning, "The opportunity is fought for by yourself, if you don't try, you will never know what the result will be." ”

Qin Yitian finally smiled and changed color, "Qianling, it's a pity that you are a woman, otherwise you will definitely make a big career." ”

Su Qianling smiled faintly, "What about women, who said that women can't achieve great things." ”

Qin Yitian nodded, "Your words are the same as that girl in my family, she always says that I am pedantic, now it seems that maybe she is right." ”

Speaking of Qin Kite, Qin Yitian's expression finally relaxed, Ji Wuji, Qin Kite, and Qin Lie all came back safely in a desperate situation, which was really a great blessing. And Su Qianling's face was covered with faint ice, Feng Lingyue was the most talented disciple of the "Listening Wind Pavilion" for hundreds of years, and it was the hope of the future, but it was lost in Biluo Huangquan, although she didn't believe that Xiao Yu and Feng Lingyue would fall, but reason made her understand that there was no chance of surviving in that environment at all.

It's just that everything has to look forward after all, and she is still burdened with the future of thousands of disciples of the "Listening Wind Pavilion".

Letting the wind sweep away the coldness on her face, Su Qianling finally raised her head and smiled, "Brother Qin, the festival is about to start, let's go." ”

Qin Yitian got up slowly, no matter what the outcome was, no one could escape what should be done and what should be faced.

The Eight Gates Festival is a triennial event of the "Eight Extremes Sect", which is sacrificed by the chief elder of the "Eight Extremes Sect", the "Tianji Pavilion" Pavilion Master Ji Wuji is sacrificed, and the final sacrifice is offered by the contemporary chief disciple of the "Tianji Pavilion".

On this day, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the earth was boundless, and the disciples of the eight sects were dressed in formal clothes, taking the sect as a team, and walking towards the ancestral tomb neatly.

The disciples of "Tianji Pavilion" are all straight brocade robes, jasper crowns, and they look handsome and handsome men, and women are more vigorous and heroic, and they are conspicuous among the eight gates.

The disciples of the "Tianji Pavilion" have always regarded themselves quite highly, although they belong to the same eight sects, but in their eyes, the other seven sects are just subordinates, and they cannot be compared at all.

"Isn't that the disciple of the 'Yanlie Pavilion', how do you look like you are all disgraced, is it possible to know that the iron will definitely be defeated, so you rehearse your emotions in advance. ”

"Haha, they lose every competition, they are naturally self-aware, if it is a junior sister with a good posture, this young master will give face as appropriate. ”

"Zhang Shao, can't you feed you with so many beautiful girls in 'Tianji Pavilion', and even go to other places to grab food. ”

"Yun Shao, you don't understand this, although the domestic flowers are fragrant, where are the wild flowers good. ”

The disciples of the "Yanlie Pavilion" couldn't help but be angry when they heard this, and the disciples of the "Tianji Pavilion" laughed so loudly, making it clear that they didn't take them in their eyes, and as soon as the hundred miles of sky and Yin Ran moved at the same time, they were about to come forward to fight.

Shen Hui hurriedly pressed the two of them and said in a low voice, "Sacrifice ceremony, don't make a mistake, if you want to take revenge, there is an opportunity." ”

"Hmph!" Baili Changkong snorted coldly, barely holding back the flames in his chest.

The sharp-eyed disciple of the "Tianji Pavilion" had already seen it in his eyes, and his arrogance was even stronger, "Yo, there are still people who want to step forward, since they have this bit of courage, why did they retract it again, if you really have the guts, don't be a turtle with a shrunken head, a group of miscellaneous pieces!"

No matter how good Shen Hui's upbringing is, he can't calm down at the moment, there are some things that are too much, so he doesn't need to endure it anymore, he held down Baili Changkong and sneered, "I heard that the disciple of 'Tianji Pavilion' has an excellent voice, and he will spend three hours every day learning to bark a dog, and today it sounds like a rumor, but I just had some ears behind my ears, and I didn't hear it very really, I don't know which senior brother has the heart, let me listen carefully." ”

"You!"

Everyone in the "Tianji Pavilion" was furious, but if they rashly replied, they would inevitably fall for Shen Hui's plan, and some disciples couldn't help but rush up directly, and the long sword in their hands turned straight towards Shen Hui.

Shen Hui snorted coldly, the light in his eyes shot out, the disciple of the "Heavenly Machine Pavilion" was so presumptuous, Shen Hui was really angry for the first time, and the disciple had fallen to the ground before he knew what had happened.

"How high my cultivation is, I didn't expect it to be like this, and the rats dare to make a mistake!"

A disciple roared angrily, "Bastard, you dare to hurt my brother!"

Shen Hui said coldly, "Changkong, the other side will strike first, when will you wait until you don't teach them a lesson?"

Baili Changkong endured full of anger, impatient to wait, and finally waited until he heard this, and suddenly felt as comfortable as drinking dozens of jars of wine, "Big brother, you should have said this a long time ago!"

Qingfeng spread out in the air, and in an instant, nine Qingfeng appeared in front of that disciple, and with one blow, he cut off the Tianyue Sword, and the nine sword blades fell straight down, surrounding that disciple alive, and he couldn't move a bit.

"Phew!"

Baili Changkong spat out a mouthful of saliva, "Dog thing, young master only thinks you have a lot of ability!"

That group of disciples didn't expect Shen Hui and Baili Changkong to cultivate so high, these two top 100 disciples were defeated in an instant, and they were all stunned for a while, only to hear the sound of hurried footsteps, and the disciples of "Tianji Pavilion" regularly moved aside to the side, and their tones were full of joy, "Senior Brother Huankong is here!"

Huan Kong stepped forward quickly, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his sword eyebrows suddenly rose upside down, and his eyes were covered with gloomy color.

"You did this?"

Baili Changkong took a step forward, not caring at all, "What if Lao Tzu did it, these dog things are disrespectful, young master, I will teach him a lesson for your elders." ”

The disciples of the "Tianji Pavilion" all took a deep breath, this guy dared to be so presumptuous to Huankong, he was really tired and crooked.

Huan Kong narrowed his eyes, and the shadow in his eyes was even more abundant, "This is the 'Heavenly Machine Pavilion', you dare to be so rampant-"

(To be continued.) )