Hengjun Court, don't Tianque.

In front of the gate, there were several Martial King Realm powerhouses standing in the air, strong and awe-inspiring.

Meng Hongchen and Gu Nanyi lay in front of them, surrounded by terrifying coercion, and the terrifying momentum set off waves and waves, constantly colliding with the powers in front of them.

It's just that compared with the solemn expressions on the faces of Meng Hongchen and the others, the powerhouses of Bafangmen and Qimu Villa seem to be much more casual, not only chatting as if no one is around, but also glancing at Beitianque from time to time, and occasionally making a little laughing sound, without putting the two of them in their eyes at all.

Even the warriors who watched the battle in the forest from a distance sighed, shook their heads and groaned, no longer had hope for the other heavens, and were even ready to witness its ruined endgame.

As soon as he entered the martial king, he was powerful.

There are many strong people in other Tianque, but Mu Qiyun of Qimu Villa is a strong man in the realm of Martial Sect, and it must be known that a martial artist stepping into the Martial Sect is enough to open a mountain and establish a faction, and he is a generation of grandmasters, far from being comparable to the Martial King.

Everyone really can't imagine that there is any possibility of turning the danger into a disaster, unless there is also a terrifying strong man hidden in the world as the legend of the world, it will definitely collapse.

"Snort..."

Everyone was thinking about it, but they heard the sound of the wind breaking from far and near, coming quickly.

Meng Hongchen, Gu Nanyi and the others hurriedly looked at each other, and the coercion around them also rose to the peak at this time, preventing the worst from happening, so as to fight to the death.

Hearing the sound, everyone's eyes also lit up, and they all gathered in the sky, wanting to see the final result, although they already had the answer in their hearts, but they still wanted to witness it with their own eyes.

There are even people who can't hold it back, and they are thinking in their hearts about how to report the results of the battle with more oil and vinegar, to seek a wave of worshipful attention, and maybe they can attract a few good-looking beauties.

Everyone had different thoughts, but when they saw the comer, they couldn't help but be stunned, and they felt a little dazed in their hearts.

It's just because it's not Mu Qiyun who is stepping in front, but many martial kings from other heavens.

Mo Yiqian and the drunken madness stepped ahead.

Yong Zhan, Zang Xuanwen and Meng Ren were behind, as for Bai Moche and Cen Dong, they hid their bodies and quietly returned, after all, Bai Moche's goal was too big, and if he was noticed by the powerhouses of the five major sects, he would be burned.

"What's going on?"

"It's a little strange, could it be that someone from other Tianque entered Qimu Villa? Mu Qiyun is behind with Su Wunian?"

"Tsk, that's not impossible..."

Seeing this, the people in the forest couldn't help but talk to each other, and there were a lot of discussions, and there were some weird smiles on their faces, obviously thinking that it was not a good thing in their hearts.

Not only were the martial artists who watched from a distance curious and puzzled, but even the martial artists of the Bafang Gate and Qimu Villa were also frowning, their faces were gloomy, but a bad thought rose in their hearts, and the elder of Qimu Villa stepped forward and shouted: "Where is my ancestor?"

It's just that in the face of this elder's roar, Mo Yiqian and the others ignored it, and even Yong Zhan glanced at him with disdain and sarcasm, his eyes were full of pity.

At this time, Weeping Changqing, who had eased his breath a little, slowly walked out, looked at Mo Yiqian and the others with a solemn expression, and suppressed his words: "Where is my ancestor?"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came from the sky, and a cold voice with a little disdain resounded through the heavens and the earth: "Are you asking about Mu Qiyun, the old dog?"

"Bold!"

The martial artist behind Cry Changqing was immediately furious when he heard this, but before he could say anything more, he was stopped by Cry Changqing and signaled to concentrate on it.

The viewers in the distance also felt the strange change in the atmosphere, and couldn't help but quiet down, looking at the sky in the distance, wanting to know who dared to be so bold and dare to call Mu Qiyun an old dog?

"Tapp..."

The sky is loud, and the wind and clouds are turbulent.

I saw a figure hidden in the flowing light slowly coming, the dense brilliance made people unable to see their faces, only a little undulating clothes, and the respectful expressions of Mo Yiqian and others, indicating the identity of the person who came.

Don't be the Lord!

Seeing this, a thought suddenly arose in everyone's hearts, there was only one person who could make the kings of other heavens like this, but they didn't want him to be so bold and dare to be disrespectful to the powerhouses of the Martial Sect Realm.

Weeping Changqing stared at the figure in the air, his heart couldn't help but fluctuate a little, and asked in a slightly deep voice, "What does Your Excellency mean?"

"Heh..."

The figure in the air chuckled lightly and did not respond, and then saw it gently raise his hand and throw something towards Weeping Changqing, carrying bursts of bloody breath across the sky.

"Smack!"

Weeping Changqing frowned, seeing that the person who came did not have any breath fluctuations, but he didn't dare to be careless, he raised his hand and gathered his aura to take it down, and seeing that there was no danger, he dispersed the blood shrouded on it.

It's just that the moment the crimson dissipates, the whole world becomes silent, a dead silence.

Many warriors stared at the objects in the air, their eyes were full of horror, and even some warriors turned pale, trembling and fell to the ground, and even their breathing was stagnant.

"This !!"

The pupils in the weeping evergreen eyes suddenly condensed, and the aura of dragging things couldn't stop shaking, and the powerhouses behind him opened their mouths wide, and the trembling roots of their teeth made a rattling sound, only feeling cold all over their bodies.

"Old... Ancestor !!"

The first martial king of Qimu Villa collapsed, and he knelt in the air in horror.

It's just that the one who weeps Changqing is holding in the air is none other than Mu Qiyun's head.

As far as the eye could see, Mu Qiyun's shriveled and wrinkled face widened, and there was still a remnant of the horror in his eyes before death, and a little blood was dripping from time to time on his long bloody hair, impacting everyone's hearts. Hot Books

"How, how?"

"The ancestor of Qimu Villa, Mu Qiyun, a powerhouse in the early realm of the Martial Sect, was actually given by other Tianque... Killed?"

"It's terrible, Bei Tianque is too deeply hidden, there must be a strong person in the Martial Sect Realm inside, and there is definitely more than one, otherwise it will never be possible to kill Mu Qiyun. ”

"No, unless the Martial Sect in the middle has already reached the pinnacle..."

After a long time, there were only a few words of speculation trembling in the forest, and the martial artist inside looked at the tragic situation on Mu Qiyun's head, and then looked at the smoke clouds, like a fairyland, and did not feel creepy.

What kind of wonderland is this? It's clearly a bunch of terrible butchers.

Jun Yi was bathed in light, stepping into the air and looking down at everyone, and his slightly indifferent voice seemed to be from the judgment of the gods, hitting his heart: "Are you satisfied with this answer?"

There was a dead silence in the air, and there was no sound.

Originally, it was a powerhouse of the Martial King Realm of the Bafang Gate and the Qimu Villa, but now he was crying and mourning, and his fighting spirit was lost, and he was in a dilemma for a while.

"Whew..."

Weeping Changqing settled down, turned his hand slightly, and put away Mu Qiyun's head, after all, it was the remnants of the corpse of the ancestor of the sect, and such an explosion would inevitably make everyone laugh in the world.

Then, weeping Changqing sighed softly again, arched his hand at Jun Yi in the air, bent down slightly, and lowered his head: "Your Excellency, this time it was Qimu Villa who was reckless, please don't take it to heart." ”

"Your Excellency, please allow us to bring back the body of the ancestor. ”

The Zhongqiang of Qimu Mountain Villa woke up like a dream when they heard this, and looked at the humble and subdued appearance of Weeping Changqing blankly, their hearts were painful, and they opened their mouths to persuade them not to lose the face of the sect, but the fear in their hearts made them unable to speak at all, after all, it is better to live humbly than to die.

"Oh? ”

Jun Yi sneered when he heard this, and the cold words that echoed between heaven and earth seemed to contain a chill to the bone, and the murderous machine was compelling: "I still remember that when you waited for the door, you were still majestic, shouting and shouting to kill, but now you are holding your tail, it's really amazing." ”

"When you coerce me to leave the sky, have you ever thought about this moment? Have you ever thought about the end now?"

Crying Changqing's face was red, and his muscles were bursting up, but he still lowered his head and didn't dare to raise it, letting Jun Yi bully him, he understood that only by suffering these hardships could he have a glimmer of life, otherwise Mu Qiyun's fate would be a lesson for them.

Among the martial artists present now, the only one who can call the shots in Qimu Villa is Cry Changqing, and he knows in his heart that once he is angry, he is afraid that Qimu Villa will collapse and turn into ruins.

After a while, Cry Changqing gritted his teeth, and said in a hoarse voice: "But please raise your noble hand, Cry Changqing is willing to accept any conditions." ”

"Any conditions?"

The corners of Jun Yi's mouth hooked, but his eyes were slightly removed from Crying Changqing, he glanced at the air in the distance, and said coldly: "Since that's the case, it's okay." ”

When Crying Changqing and many Martial Kings heard this, their hearts were immediately relieved, but before they could take a breath, the expression on their faces stiffened with Jun Yi's words, and their faces became even more pale: "Then you can stay here and nourish the plants and trees of this Hengjun Court with flesh and blood, how about it?"

"Your Excellency..."

Crying Changqing's heart sank violently when he heard this, and he opened his mouth with difficulty, but he didn't know what to say, he didn't know what he could come up with, and what he could use as a condition to let everyone go.

No matter how you think about it, I feel that this is a dead end, a dead end.

In the face of absolute power, any conditions and begging are humble, and when you can't control your own destiny, you will understand the cruelty of this world.

"Huh..."

At this moment, a sound of breaking wind suddenly came out, breaking the deadlock in front of him.

Everyone looked back, only to see a face like a crown of jade, a heroic young man stepped into the air, standing in the air as if no one was around, his face was full of pride, his eyes wandered slightly, directly ignoring Jun Yi and others, waved his big hand, and said very casually: "This matter ends here." ”

"Bafangmen and Qimu Villa retreat!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they couldn't help but show a little strange look in their eyes when they looked at the young man, as if surprised, like sarcasm, and with different expressions, but without exception, they just took his words as a deaf ear, just as a fool.

"You..."

Seeing that everyone was ignoring him, the young man's face suddenly turned pale and ugly, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth and shouting fiercely: "You are so bold, I am Su..."

"Where did this fool come from?"

At this time, Jun Yi, who was bathed in the bright light, opened his mouth slightly, as if he was a little displeased, and casually ordered: "Break his dantian, break his hands and feet and throw it out, and punish him slightly." ”

"I'll leave this little thing to me!"

Yong Zhan hurriedly responded when he heard this, his face full of flesh was cold, he twisted his bloated body and walked away, and he pinched his fists as he walked, with a hideous expression: "What a poor boy, he dares to trespass into the realm of other heavens, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he must remember to keep his eyes open in the future." ”

"You, what are you going to do? Do you know who I am?"

The young man felt the strength of Yong Zhan's body and the ferocity circulating around him, and he couldn't help but panic, but he still resisted the fear and roared loudly, in a vain attempt to shock him.

However, Yong Zhan bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, where will he pay attention to the words of a young man, besides, he also acts according to orders, even if something really happens, there is also a son to stand up, how can there be any scruples in his heart?

I saw Yong Zhan with a sly smile on his face, slowly approaching the young man, and at the same time said with compassion: "Hehe, you scream, scream loudly, even if you shout and break your throat, no one will come to save you." ”

"Elder, Elder save me!"

The young man seemed to be aware of it, and hurriedly screamed, making everyone stunned.

"Huh..."

Suddenly, the wind and waves in the sky were undulating, Wang Wei was surging, as if in response to the young man's words, an old and deep voice came slowly from far and near: "Wait!"