Cheng Jiang stood on the square of the side hall of Tai'a Peak, looking at the door from time to time, looking worried and anxious.

When he was in a panic, he ran out with the other scattered cultivators who were fleeing for their lives, but when he looked back, he never found Gu Yunying.

However, the door of the side hall was slammed shut the moment they fled.

Thinking that Gu Yunying was trapped in the side hall, Cheng Jiang's heart began to panic for no reason.

He kept comforting himself, with the strength of the disciples of the Sword Sect, he could completely crush those monks who came to make trouble, and with Gu Yunying's ability and the chicken thief, he would definitely be fine.

"Knock knock!"

The eager beating of drums echoed in the sky above Tai'a Peak.

The drum beat was very dull, but with an unstoppable killing intent, like a decisive general calmly giving a killing order.

Cheng Jiang listened to the sound of the drum, as if it hit his heart all at once, and an inexplicable feeling of palpitations arose. 、

Suddenly, a sense of oppression hit him, making his cold hairs stand on end.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he slowly raised his head, and saw a group of sword cultivators wearing wide red clothes standing out of thin air.

Obviously, there is only a team of more than ten people, but it carries the momentum of crushing the city, like the majesty of the mountain, which makes people feel no sense of resistance.

"Y-Are you from Cold Sky Peak?"

Cheng Jiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked tremblingly.

The leader wore a hooded cloak and a mask made of dark iron, except for a pair of dark and indifferent eyes.

When Cheng Jiang spoke, those eyes gradually descended, looking at him like an ant.

When his eyes met, Cheng Jiang was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and his heart was infinitely frightened.

Facing those indifferent eyes, he opened his mouth and found that he couldn't even say a word.

"It's the kid who met the demon cultivator in the trial, don't care." Someone recognized Cheng Jiang and spoke.

Cheng Jiang found that his gaze was finally taken away, and his pressure dropped sharply, and he actually fell to the ground for a while, panting heavily.

He secretly looked at the group of people, that kind of red clothes were worn by the monks of Hanxiao Peak, but for some reason, he always felt that the group of people who came today was completely different from the monks of Hanxiao Peak he had met before.

The Hanxiao Peak monk he met before would at most make people feel solemn and majestic.

But the current group of people has a strong evil aura like substance, and I don't know how many people have been killed to form the momentum.

He saw the man in the lead slowly raise his hand, but there was a jingling sound.

When I looked closely, I saw that in the wide red clothes shrouded in the whole body, a withered hand stretched out, and a heavy black iron chain hung from his wrist.

The chains were long, long, and the man at the head grabbed one of them with his backhand, and just waved it at the closed door.

With a bang, the door of the temple exploded, and the powerful air flow was enveloped, and countless fine crumbs splashed out, like sharp silver needles splashing around, Cheng Jiang stood ten zhang away, but it was still affected, and his body was pierced by dozens of crumbs, and he grinned in pain.

When he raised his head again, the group of monks from Cold Sky Peak had all entered the temple gate.

Gu Yunying once again dodged the attack of the demon disciples.

She was surrounded by three disciples of the Sword Sect who had entered the demon, Zhan Zhixiong was still entangled with his own fellow disciples, Tan Yue had injured his life, and he had to maintain the prison blessed by the golden light while preventing other demonic people, so he couldn't take care of her side at all.

However, she had now depleted her spiritual power, and could only rely on the only remaining spirit sword in her hand to block the attack.

Another sword slash from her back, and she swerved to block the attack in the back of her head.

The enchanted Sword Sect disciple glared at the scarlet eyes and increased his strength again.

Gu Yunying clenched the spirit sword and fought him to the death.

"Click."

An extremely slight voice sounded, and Gu Yunying's face suddenly turned white.

Her Spirit Sword...... It's cracking!

This is the spirit sword that Shen Yipi threw to her at the beginning, could it be that this sword is a shoddy stall? !

"I'm so @#¥%......!"

Before Gu Yunying could scold, the two demonic disciples next to him seized the opportunity and stabbed from the left and right sides with swords respectively, carrying ice and fire, which can be described as the Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire...... Phew!

At the same time, the spirit sword in her hand broke, and the spirit sword hanging above her head slashed down.

She hurriedly retreated, but she could only watch the spirit sword descend, so fast that she couldn't dodge at all.

The demonic disciples on the left and right sides were also in front of him, and they couldn't escape in any direction.

Gu Yunying gritted her teeth and threw away the broken sword in her hand, she looked at the spirit sword in three directions, and raised her empty hands.

“duang~！”

Gu Yunying's slender and boneless hands, in an instant, clamped three menacing spirit swords at the same time?!

Inside the side hall, it was surprisingly quiet.

Even the enchanted monk Du Nima was stunned!

Who has ever seen a monk in the Qi refining period be able to catch the spirit sword empty-handed!

"Damn, is this okay?!" Tan Yue was also dumbfounded, and he almost couldn't even control the prison.

Zhan Zhixiong's move failed and almost died.

Gu Yunying looked at the three spirit swords in his palms, and sighed faintly: "At the critical moment, it is still the operation that can save people's lives." ”

She won the "100% empty-handed white blade" drawn the day before yesterday, and also complained about what kind of skill this is, she will never use it in her life, but she didn't expect that in no more than two days, she actually relied on this to save her life.

The world is truly changing.

But...... It's not a way to just keep it like this!

Gu Yunying hadn't thought of a countermeasure yet, and the door of the side hall was suddenly blown open, because she was close to the gate, she was blown off guard, and her hands were loosened, and she was rushed into the corner by the air current.

She rolled on the ground a few times before her right hand suddenly grabbed the pillar and stopped.

Holding on to the pillar and slowly standing up, she saw a group of people in red robes float in, the leader of whom had a pair of chains in his hands.

"Cold Peak?" She frowned.

For some reason, she felt that this person from Hanxiao Peak was completely different from the other disciples of the Sword Sect, faintly revealing an evil nature.

She turned her head to look at Tan Yue not far away, but saw that his face was even paler, and his pupils shrank suddenly, as if seeing this group of fellow disciples of Hanxiao Peak, it was better to see those monks who had fallen into the devil.

"Gong Ling...... You're the one who picks up the mess. Tan Yue muttered, his body shrinking back.

Rao is him, and when he faces the person in front of him, he is still afraid.

Gong Ling's gaze slowly swept over everything in the hall, and said, "Tan Yue, a few people who have fallen into the devil can force you into such a situation, and your master's face will be lost." ”

Tan Yue clenched his fists, feeling remorse in his heart.

All this was indeed careless on his part, and he didn't notice the existence of the demon seed.

Moreover, it happened in the side hall of Tai'a Peak, and a few disciples of the Sword Sect with some qualifications were broken, not to mention that his master and head would be affected, and if this matter spread, the Sword Sect would also be ridiculed by other sects.

"It's just a few demon disciples."

The chain in Gong Ling's hand flicked, like a highly poisonous black snake, twitching wildly, and the monk who was touched by this poisonous snake turned into a wisp of black smoke in an instant, and he didn't even have time to scream.

Gu Yunying looked at it with emotion, what she could barely deal with her own hard work, others could solve it casually with just a wave of their hand.

Is this the gap in the realm?

Before she could finish her sigh, the chain came in her direction.

"Stop, she's ——!" Tan Yue shouted to stop it, but it couldn't match the speed of the chain.

Seeing that the chain was about to touch Gu Yunying, Tan Yue was completely desperate.

That's such a gifted monk!

“duang~！”

Gu Yunying clapped his hands and clamped the chain between his palms.

100% empty-handed, K.O!

Gong Ling: "? ”

Tan Yue: "!! ”

Monk Hanxiao Peak: "Wow!?" ”

"It's a little interesting, and it's no wonder that it makes Tan Yue feel tricky." After that, Gong Ling changed her other hand again, intending to make another move.

Tan Yue hurriedly opened his mouth to explain: "Wait a minute, she is a disciple of the Sword Sect, and she is the one who sits on the Forgotten Peak!" ”

"Sitting on the Forgotten Peak?" Hearing this word, Gong Ling didn't stop, but shot more quickly, "Then try how much ability you have, and if you can take my move." ”

“duang~！”

Gu Yunying clamped the chain between his palms again.

Everyone: "......"

Is it so powerful?!

Gu Yunying put down the chains, grabbed them in the air with both hands, and said to Gong Ling, "Or, how many times will you come again?" ”

[Gain Gong Ling's aggro +1000.] 】

"That's enough, you can bring all the disciples who have entered the demon into the dungeon." Tan Yue directly ordered them to leave quickly, and his boredom was undisguised.

Gong Ling sneered, noncommittal, the Hanxiao Peak monk behind him was like his little follower, autonomously and automatically grabbed the disciples of the Sword Sect who had entered the demon, and by the way, he also broke their hand tendons to prevent them from using the spirit sword again.

The speed of his movements and the cruelty of his methods made Gu Yunying's heart tremble.

This Han Xiao Peak and the style of the Sword Sect are too incompatible, as if a group of nerds with good character and learning suddenly blended into an underworld.

Before leaving, Gong Ling looked at Gu Yunying: "Tell Linxiu that my enmity with him is about to begin to be reckoned." ”

Gu Yunying nodded: "Okay." ”

As soon as Gong Ling walked away, Gu Yunying turned his head to look at Tan Yue: "Who is Lin Xiu?" ”

Tan Yue said helplessly: "The second disciple of Shen Shouzuo is also the person who is actually in power in Zao Wangfeng. ”

Gu Yunying suddenly said, isn't it Wen Dongting that Shen Yipi said.

She heard Tan Yue continue to add: "I almost forgot just now that there is a feud between Lin Xiu and Gong Ling, but no one knows what kind of enmity they have. ”

"By the way, in the future, you stay away from Gong Ling, he is narrow-minded, and he hates talented monks the most, the more talented he is, the more difficult he will be, Minyang Peak's Jingxu Daojun once accepted a disciple with good qualifications, but he was forced by Gong Ling to kill himself in front of the alchemy furnace."

Gu Yunying was surprised: "Can't you Sword Sect control him?" Is he hard backstage? ”

"It's hard." Tan Yue sighed deeply, "Do you know another sword cultivator who is good friends with Shen Shouzao, Qingyu Zhenren?" ”

"I know." Gu Yunying bowed, she not only knew, but also got acquainted with it.

"Gong Ling is the only son of Qingyu Zhenren."