The people of Qilianzong dispersed very tacitly, and surrounded the three directions. Coupled with the old ancient tree that the four people of the fifth Tingyun were leaning on, the perfect siege of the fifth Tingyun was realized. Among the people of the Qilian Sect, there were five cultivators of the Seven Heavens of the Spirit Mystery Realm, including the one who escaped from Mu Kun's hands. Except for these five people, the rest are also realms ranging from the three heavens to the six heavens of the Spirit Xuan Realm.

In the face of these people, if they fight alone, whether it is Mu Kun or Li Chengcheng, even the fifth Tingyun is completely worthy.

But now there are more than 100 people on the other side, and the combat power that can be displayed is enough to crush the four of them in the fifth Tingyun even if it is a simple addition. What's more, these people are all from the core disciples of Qilian Sect, and their well-trained daily training makes their combat effectiveness at this time not as simple as a simple addition.

It's just that Mu Kun, Li Tingcheng, and the fifth Tingyun are not afraid.

They all know that fear is the most useless thing in times like these.

The melancholy and tragic tune in his ears was still echoing, and Ye Zhiqiu was the only one who was always expressionless with a cold face, as if he hadn't seen the hundred killers who surrounded him at all. Her slender hands were remarkably steady when they touched the strings, and even though the pain from the wounds in her legs made her frown, her fingers were nimble, and the notes she played were crisp and precise.

Whew-

Mu Kun and Li Chengcheng directly started their work, and the cultivation of the Nine Heavens of the Spirit Xuan Realm was undoubtedly revealed, bringing up a whirlwind after a whirlwind. They had a clear goal, and they directly killed the five Qilian Sect disciples of the Seven Heavens of the Spirit Mystery Realm.

There was a bang, and it sounded in the blink of an eye.

Those cultivators of the third and fourth heavens of the Spirit Mystery Realm only felt that the two shadows in front of them flashed by, and then they felt a strong momentum oppression. It was caused by the rampant pouring of Yuan Force, and the rest of the cultivators who were closer to the five Sevenfold Heavenly Cultivators reacted at this time, brandishing their weapons to attack Mu Kun and Li Chengcheng respectively.

The fifth Tingyun held the Heavenly Sage in his hand, and the negative emotions and violent emotions that swirled around the sword quickly poured into his sea of consciousness. The first time he used the Heavenly Saint Sword, he could still maintain a certain level of sobriety, but this time when he pulled out the Heavenly Saint Sword, he only felt that the sea of knowledge was swollen and painful, and those twisted black qi actually made waves in his sea of knowledge, and there was a great posture of anti-guest.

Zhihai's change made his expression change sharply, his muscles twitched, and he looked very painful.

While some of Qi Lianzong's killers besieged Mu Kun and Li Qingcheng, some of them brandished weapons and wanted to attack the fifth Tingyun and Ye Zhiqiu, who was soothing the qin. But as soon as they made a move, they noticed the strangeness of the fifth Tingyun, and they were all frightened for a while, and they didn't dare to act rashly. Fifth Tingyun's distorted appearance fell in the eyes of the disciples of Qilian Sect, and they couldn't help but shudder.

"Kill him first!"

After waiting for a while, the fifth Tingyun's painful expression still did not ease in the slightest. The people of Qilian Sect finally couldn't help it, and I don't know who shouted, and immediately there were seven or eight cultivators of the Four Heavens of the Spirit Mystery Realm shouting and rushing towards the fifth Tingyun. They didn't dare to hold it up, and the Yuan Force was running and attacking with all their might.

Feeling the seven or eight Yuan forces coming straight towards him, the fifth Tingyun's brows, which had been twisted together, suddenly loosened a little, and the painful expression turned into boredom at this time. Hmph, his right hand swept, the Heavenly Saint Sword slashed out, and a deep black qi swept away lightly, that black qi was ordinary, and even the shape was difficult to describe, but it was it, when it came into contact with the seven cultivators who rushed towards him, it did not pause, and passed through the seven figures strangely, even if the Yuan Force Protector was useless.

Bell Bell ......

The weapons of several men fell to the ground first, followed by a neat sound of falling to the ground.

The seven of them were all killed by just looking at each other.

And the fifth Tingyun, the expression on his face finally calmed down, but the eyes didn't seem to have a look, and the dark dead air kept floating in his eye sockets. He turned around slightly, staring at those Qilian Sect disciples who were about to move with those lifeless eyes.

When he saw it, the cultivators who were about to rush up immediately retreated.

Some people even turned around directly with their weapons and joined the team that besieged Mu Kun and Li Qingcheng.

The high-pitched, aggressive sound has not stopped since it appeared. Ye Zhiqiu was still concentrating on plucking the strings, her ten fingers crackling on the Chiqi Shenqin, and between the dazzling plucked strings, there was a famous song that was gradually climactic. In the music, it is full of the parting of "the chariot, the horse Xiaoxiao, and the pedestrian's bow and arrow are at the waist", the sorrow of "when you go, you are wrapping your head, and when you return, your head is white, and you are still on the edge", and it is full of the tragedy of "you don't see it, Qinghai head, and no one collects the white bones in ancient times......

Fifth, after hearing Yun swing a sword, he stopped moving.

The black qi that swirled around the Heavenly Saint Sword Body churned up and down, constantly invading his body, but he ignored it completely, his lifeless eyes staring straight ahead, as if he was listening intently to the military chariot. As he listened, his breathing became heavier, and he felt like his chest was blocked by a stone, and he couldn't breathe, which was very uncomfortable, and even the godless pupils showed a little dullness.

This is sadness.

The sorrow in the midst of tragedy grows in a geometric multiple in his heart.

Seeing that the fifth Tingyun was motionless after killing people, those retreating Qilian Sect disciples, you push me, I push you, they all want to take this opportunity to do something, but no one dares to take the lead. Although the Fifth Tingyun only had the cultivation of the Sixth Heaven, the previous sword cast a shadow on most people's hearts, coupled with the violent aura that was emitted by the Fifth Tingyun all the time, it directly overwhelmed those disciples of the Qilian Sect in terms of momentum, which was something that the Fifth Tingyun never expected.

Of course, he wouldn't have thought that what kind of Heavenly Scare Lone Star he was holding the Heavenly Saint Sword in his hand?!

...... ...... ......

The more tragic the sound, the more the sword wants to be pulled out of its scabbard. The slight sound of the rustling was the sound of the sword moving out of its scabbard inch by inch.

"A sword leaves people sadly, and they don't worry about singing with wine!"

In Li Chengcheng's ears, the military chariot shop is the life and death parting of the conscription and garrison, the iron-blooded glory of the horse leather shroud, and the miserable loneliness of his wife and children...... But in the ears of the fifth Tingyun, there was no family, no country, no nation! All he heard was the sadness that he would never see again, and the death of Shifu was deeply imprinted in his heart after all. He thought he could deal with it calmly, but at the end of the march, it was like a merciless flood that broke the embankment he had worked so hard to build, and what he suppressed and what he hid was all sadness.

In fact, if you really want to talk about it, although he is also saddened by the death of Shifu, it is by no means as strong as it is now.

However, the suppressed emotions were completely out of control after being properly guided by the military vehicle company.

Swish!

The troop came to a sudden halt.

The Liren Sword ejected from its sheath with a loud sound.

Fifth, Tingyun's left hand rose and steadily caught the Liren Sword. The Liren Sword Spirit and the Sword Master have the same heart, and of course he knows that the Liren Sword at this moment can't wait to cut out this sword!