Lu Yang's stupidity only stayed for a moment, and then, a wild roar came out of his mouth, and blood spurted out of his mouth again, and this mouthful of blood was all sprayed on the black long stick in his hand.

At this moment, Lu Yang was already approaching the state of madness, and at this time, he only had hatred and killing in his eyes.

When a mouthful of blood sprayed on the long stick in his hand, the momentum of the "Fire Cloud Demon Blood Stick" soared instantly, and the bloody aura that could devour the heavens and the earth was completely released by it.

At this moment, Bai Wendong's body had already risen in the air, and he did not hesitate to crash towards the huge black giant sword.

At the last moment, a sigh came from a mountain peak, and this sigh resounded like thunder, echoing through the area.

At the same time as this sigh sounded, I saw an extremely violent energy, which instantly slammed into the hundred-foot huge black giant sword.

The expected earth-shattering noise did not come out, and this extremely violent energy wrapped the hundred-zhang black giant sword in an instant, and quietly, the hundred-zhang black giant sword instantly turned into nothingness.

At the moment when the black giant sword disappeared, four figures appeared on the top of the mountain peak where the sigh sounded, the first gray-robed old man in his prime, with gray hair, a slightly rickety body, and his facial features showed kindness, and there was no appearance of great evil or evil.

Beside the gray-robed old man, an old man who was also in his prime, stood with his hands down, this old man had white hair and white beard, and his expression was extremely respectful.

Behind these two old men, two middle-aged people in their thirties stood respectfully on both sides.

These two old men who are over the age of old are none other than Xuanyuan Zhengqing and Hong Tianxiang, looking at the looks of the two, they are also rushing to the dust, after turning the black giant sword away, Xuanyuan Zhengqing let out a long breath, looking at its appearance, the hanging heart also let go.

"Lu Yang, wake up ......"

Xuanyuan Zhengqing shouted, and then a soft energy shot into Lu Yang's eyebrows, and this soft energy flashed in Lu Yang's eyebrows.

After a while, Lu Yang's blood-red eyes returned to normal little by little, and the bloodthirsty aura also dissipated little by little on his body.

At the same time, Qing Miao used the power of Lu Yang's nine veins to seal the black long stick again, but this time, the seal was unlocked by Qing Miao, with Lu Yang's current ability, he could completely control the "Fire Cloud Demon Blood Stick" in his current state, and at the same time, this layer that Qing Miao unlocked was also the limit of Lu Yang's control.

The bloodthirsty feeling dissipated in Lu Yang's heart, and at this moment Lu Yang regained his clarity, after Lu Yang regained his clarity, he looked at the teacher Bai Wendong for the first time, and under this look, Lu Yang put his mind at ease, only to see Bai Wendong fall to the ground safe and sound, and at the same time, Bai Wendong's eyes also looked at Lu Yang.

At this moment, the four figures on the mountain peak disappeared in an instant, and when these four figures reappeared, they had already come to the middle of the field of the battle between Lu Yang and Beigong Yue.

"Fortunately, the old man came back in time, otherwise a tragedy would have happened, Yu Zhentian, Beigong Yue, you two injured Hong Tianxiang, and almost destroyed half of Nanshan City, we have to calculate this account carefully. ”

Xuanyuan Zhengqing looked at Yu Zhentian and Beigong Yue with no joy or anger, although his expression could not see joy and anger, but his words carried an inviolable majesty.

"Lord Xuanyuan Domain, we are not satisfied with your approach, with your emperor-level cultivation as the realm, you are bullying the small. ”

The blue-robed old man who was called Yu Zhentian was angry, obviously very unconvinced by Xuanyuan Zhengqing's move.

"Oh, bully the small, Yu Zhentian, as the sect master of the Netherworld Sect, as a saint-level powerhouse, if you attack a hairy child in the realm of Martial Monarch Dacheng, don't you bully the small with the big?"

Xuanyuan Zhengqing was not angered by Yu Zhentian's words, but instead looked at Yu Zhentian with interest and asked rhetorically.

"I ...... Lu Yang, this little cub, destroyed the secret vein of my Nether Sect and almost slaughtered the disciples of my Nether Sect, as the sect master, it is natural to avenge the disciples of the Nether Vein. ”

Yu Zhentian was almost speechless when Xuanyuan Zhengqing asked him rhetorically, and then, Yu Zhentian's words turned to the body of the vein.

"It turns out that your name is Yu Zhentian, I still say that, you kill me, do I have to kneel on the ground, stretch my neck and wait for your butcher's knife?"

Lu Yang stepped out in one step, and the momentum above his body had risen to the extreme, obviously, Lu Yang was already full of anger in his chest at this moment, and his eyes exuded a sharp light like a blade.

"Sect Master Yu, your remarks are a bit self-deceptive, Lu Yang is right, you sent people to kill people, and you don't allow people to fight back?

Hong Tianxiang looked at Yu Zhentian with a cold look in his eyes, with extreme resentment in his expression, looking at it, it was obvious that they had fought before.

"Hong Tianxiang, you are a defeated general, how can you speak here? It seems that the previous palm, you have not received enough lessons. ”

Beigong Yue took a step forward, and pointed the spearhead at Hong Tianxiang, and in his words, he had extreme contempt for Hong Tianxiang.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is not a place for a battle of words, Yu Zhentian Since you want to avenge the ghost vein of your Netherworld Sect, then I will give you a chance to fight a fair duel with Lu Yang, no matter which of you wins, the losing side must unconditionally let the winning side dispose of it, of course, this disposition includes everyone on the losing side. ”

Xuanyuan Zhengqing waved his hand to stop the senseless quarrel, the suggestion he put forward naturally had his reason, he wanted to completely eradicate this Netherworld Sect in a way that everyone was convinced of.

Yu Zhentian was stunned for a moment after hearing this, Xuanyuan Zhengqing said about the fair duel, he felt that the word fairness would definitely be unfavorable to himself, and he used his saint-level Dacheng realm to duel with Lu Yang of Wujun Dacheng, which was obviously unfair, Yu Zhentian was puzzled in his heart, and he didn't know how to explain the word fairness.

"Lord Xuanyuan Domain, what is the explanation of the fairness you are talking about?"

Yu Zhentian asked the doubts in his heart, and when he asked this sentence, he couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart.

"The so-called fairness, of course, is a duel at the same level, you can send someone of the same level as Lu Yang to fight with it, of course, if you want to personally put on the battle, your cultivation, I can help you suppress it at the stage of martial monarch Dacheng, this is what I call fairness. ”

When Xuanyuan Zhengqing said this, he smiled slightly, and in this smile, there was the attitude of an emperor-level peak powerhouse, obviously, this attitude was unquestionable.

Yu Zhentian was shocked after hearing this, this kind of fairness is indeed fair in the eyes of others, but in the battle Lu Yang just now, he saw with his own eyes, Beigong Yue, who was a saint-level Xiaocheng, was shocked back by Lu Yang by half a step, and in the same level, Lu Yang was already almost an invincible existence, and this kind of fairness was a kind of trapping in his opinion.

However, after he saw Xuanyuan Zhengqing's smile, his heart was cold, the decision of the emperor-level peak powerhouse, even if he wanted to disagree, he was powerless to veto it......

(End of chapter)