After a while, Dao Xuan Zhenren walked out of the back hall, didn't look at Zhang Xiaofan who was kneeling on the side, and said apologetically to Master Pu Hong, who was the first in the left row, after sitting down: "The disciples are rude, which makes the master laugh." ”

Master Puhong clasped his hands together, "Where is Brother Dao?" ”

At this time, Cangsong Daoren stepped forward, took out the burning stick from his arms and put it on the low table in Dao Xuanzhen's hand, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, after you left just now, the situation was a little chaotic, and this thing has a lot to do with it, just in case, I will put it away, and now put it back here." ”

[The seven-tailed centipede is not on it? Mo Wen stared at the swarthy short stick closely, but he didn't notice a trace of abnormality.

"Senior brother has a heart." Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded, then looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who was still kneeling, and said sharply: "Zhang Xiaofan!" I'll ask you one last time! Do you say it or don't say it?! ”

Zhang Xiaofan's thin body trembled slightly, and cold sweat slowly dripped from his sideburns, but he still didn't say a word.

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the figure kneeling in front of him, and somehow a nameless fire surged in his heart, and he smiled back: "Okay! Good! You're a tough bone! Since you are bent on dying, then I will fulfill you! ”

Tian Buyi stood up, and the other people who had some friendship with Zhang Xiaofan also turned pale, and Master Puhong sighed lightly: "Senior Brother Daoxuan, is this something to consider again?" ”

"Humph!" Dao Xuan Zhenren flicked his sleeve robe: "This kid has a great evil thing in the Demon Sect, and he is also a jealousy of stealing my teacher, and he is deeply guilty!" As he spoke, he lifted the burning stick on the low table, "Now I will teach you to die under this murderous thing, which can be regarded as retribution!" ”

Tian Buyi, his face was pale, he wanted to speak and stopped, Zhang Xiaofan was dripping with cold sweat, and closed his eyes in resignation, all the Qingyun disciples in the hall were stopped by the teacher, especially Lu Xueqi and Lin Jingyu, the two of them were pressed in front of Cangsong Dao and Shuiyue Master Shengsheng, no matter how the two struggled, they were never allowed to move forward half a step.

[Do you want to tell the master at this time that Cangsong is a traitor? ] There is no evidence, in case ......] Mo Wen clenched his fists and stared at Dao Xuan Zhenren, his heart tangled.

"Yikes!" Dao Xuan Zhenren exclaimed, his body trembled violently, and he threw out the burning stick in his hand, and the short stick rolled twice, falling right in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

As soon as the short stick hit the ground, a black shadow flew out of the rod and stopped in mid-air, squeaking and screaming. Mo Wen looked at it and saw that it was a colorful centipede, the size of a palm, with seven bifurcations on the tail.

"Seven-tailed centipede!" Zhang Xiaofan looked at the figure who was shaking his head and tail in the air, and the faint red light seeped out of his eyes.

Dao Xuan Zhenren, who was surrounded by everyone in the center, had no time to take care of Zhang Xiaofan at this time, only to see his left hand pointing like a knife, connecting dots on his right arm, and then a trace of black gas mixed with black blood overflowed from the wound on the fingers of his right hand.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you are a wicked obstacle! Dare to assassinate the boss! Cangsong Daoren scolded angrily, and then rushed over to Daoxuan Zhenren, who was supported by Mo Wen, as if he wanted to take a look at his injuries.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was discolored, the red light in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes disappeared, and he muttered: "It's not me ......" but Mo Wen took a step forward and held the cloud shadow in front of Dao Xuanzhen, shouting: "Be careful, Cang Song......"

Cangsong Daoren couldn't figure out why Mo Wen was so hostile to him, but at this time, it was a perfect opportunity to severely damage Dao Xuan Zhenren, and he couldn't give up. Cangsong Daoren turned his heart sideways, and his originally anxious expression instantly became extremely hideous, and before Mo Wen could finish his words, a blue-green sword shot out from his hand and attacked Mo Wen.

[Damn, I couldn't even take a move when I was prepared...... Is the gap that big? The moment the golden and iron intertwined, the moment the sword and the cloud shadow were handed over, Mo Wen knew that he was wrong, but he still did not retreat and dodge, but forcibly received this blow from the Cangsong Daoren.

[I must not let you hurt Master again!] This is what Mo Wen is thinking at this time.

It's a pity that the belief that he doesn't have the strength to implement is vain after all, Mo Wen only supported it for a moment before he directly spat blood and flew out, and it was at this moment that the Dao Xuan Zhenren behind him also reacted immediately, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, he knocked Cangsong Daoren away.

"You...... What is it for! Dao Xuan Zhenren's lips trembled, and he pointed to Cangsong Dao who was sitting in front of the door of the Yuqing Hall and shouted; At this time, the black qi on Dao Xuan Zhenren's face, which had receded, gradually became thicker, and it was obvious that he had given up suppressing the absolute poison in his body in order to deliver the blow just now.

"Me? I'm plotting against you, huh? Can't you see?! Cangsong Daoren laughed miserably and slowly straightened up, "But I'm curious, how did that disciple of yours see it?" ”

"Xiaofan's magic weapon is kept by you." Mo Wen struggled to get up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, "How could he possibly do anything on it?" Your suspicion is the greatest. ”

"The kid is careful enough...... Cangsong Daoren laughed wildly, looking like crazy, "Although it's a pity that I didn't help the ten thousand swords and ten thousand senior brothers return you a sword, but the poison of this seven-tailed centipede is enough for you." As he spoke, Cang Song stretched out his hand, and the seven-tailed centipede, which was still swaying in the air, flew towards him, and disappeared into his sleeve robe in a blink of an eye.

Qingyun Shouzao and the elders who were originally angry and ready to take down the Cangsong Dao people all stood in place as if they had been hit by a fixed spell when they heard the words "Ten Thousand Swords".

"Master? Are you crazy! Qi Hao shouted loudly, as if he wanted to bring back the serious and serious Cangsong Daoist in the past, but what he got was his even more crazy laughter.

"Crazy? I've been crazy for a long time! Cangsong Daoren pointed at Dao Xuan Zhenren with his sword, "As early as a hundred years ago, I was here, and I was already crazy the moment I saw Senior Brother Wan's end!" ”

"So you're just for him?" Dao Xuan Zhenren pushed away Xiao Yicai, who was holding him, wearing a dark green Dao robe without wind and automatic, "Are you dissatisfied with what happened back then!" ”

"How can I take it?" Cangsong Daoren roared angrily, and then pointed to the first seat of the Qingyun veins now, "You, you, you...... You all say in good conscience, who should be in charge of this position? ”

No one answered, and the hall reverberated with the increasingly heavy gasps of the people.

"Stop talking? Isn't it a shame?! Cangsong Daoist roared loudly: "Yes! In fact, everyone knows who it should be, but now, who is the person sitting in this seat? ”

"Master! Don't fight him about that. Mo Wen shouted, "Cangsong Dao people are attacking you at this time, and there must be a backhand!" ”

"What?!" Dao Xuan Zhenren reacted immediately, and his face turned white - Cangsong Daoren is extremely powerful in Qingyun on weekdays, and Dao Xuan Zhenren also has great trust in this junior brother, and he is responsible for the defense of the entire Qingyun, and now he is plotting against Dao Xuan Zhenren, and it is really possible that he is preparing to collude with outsiders to attack Qingyun.

And those who have the strength to attack Qingyun can only be the recently active Demon Sect.

"Could it be that you—you're colluding with the Demon Sect!" Dao Xuan Zhenren pointed at Cangsong Daoren with trembling fingers, and exclaimed in an angry and painful tone.

"Haha, Senior Brother Daoxuan is really smart." Cangsong Daoist laughed, "Today I want to seek justice for Senior Brother Wan!" ”

"Do you know what you're doing?" Dao Xuan Zhenren was very angry, "You really dare to betray the master?!" ”

"Master, don't talk to him about this!" Mo Wen hurriedly reminded, "It's the right thing to capture him now!" Also, Master Pu Hong, Shangguan Ce's predecessors, both of them have been tested by Cangsong Dao people and went up the mountain, so you can't ignore them! ”

"Amitabha." Master Puhong pronounced the Buddha's horn and did not object, but Shangguan Ce jumped up like a fried hen, pointed at Mo Wen and shouted:

"It's not you Qingyun who wants to shelter that traitor! Greedy for ink, I burn incense valley treasures and Tianyin Temple supreme true law can't be achieved! ”

[Bluffing, lustful and inward-looking. Mo Wen smiled coldly: "A few days ago, I walked with Li Xun Yanhong, a high-ranking disciple of your sect, and I heard that the senior Shangguan had guarded the Xuanhuo Altar of the Burning Incense Valley for a hundred years...... Please also ask your seniors to show me your famous magic weapon 'Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorn', so as to prove that your old man is not a demon sect spy. ”

"I know Brother Puhong, but I have never seen Brother Shangguan." Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the people of Incense Valley with suspicious eyes, "Please also ask Brother Shangguan to show the magic weapon and take a look." ”

"That's what Qingyun means?" Shangguan Ce narrowed his eyes and stood up, his fists clenched under his robe.

"At an extraordinary moment, the juniors dare to ask the seniors to show the 'Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorns', just in case." Mo Wen propped himself up and bowed respectfully to Shangguan Ce, "Afterwards, I will naturally make amends to my seniors." ”

Shangguan Ce looked at Mo Wen who was not far away, gritted his teeth secretly, and said coldly: "Okay, the old man will let you see it today!" With a wave of his robe, patches of ice-blue light sprinkled down from his robe, like snow under the moon, beautiful. There were several young Qingyun female disciples who were even stunned.

But the Qingyun elders in the hall frowned one after another, and Tian Buyi was even already clenching the sword technique and preparing to attack.

Shangguan Ce snorted coldly, and an ice-blue short sword that exuded a cold aura appeared in his hand, and then he handed the short sword to Dao Xuan Zhenren, "As you can see, this thing is the old man's magic weapon - 'Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorn'!" ”

Before others could step forward, the short sword suddenly shattered, and countless small fragments mixed with cold poison attacked Qingyun and the others, Shangguan Ce jumped up and shouted, "Go!" The people of the Burning Incense Valley rushed outward with his figure, and at this time, the Cangsong Dao people also calmed down the qi and blood that were shocked by the blow of the Dao Xuan Zhenren, and took action to cover the escape of a group of Demon Sect disciples who pretended to be under the Burning Incense Valley.

Between the lightning and flint, more than a dozen explosions broke out in the Yuqing Palace, and colorful lights collided wildly in mid-air, and dozens of figures staggered by, separating both sides.

"Ahem, the old guys in Qingyun are really amazing." 'Shangguan Ce' coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes swept over the six disciples beside him, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes. The fourteen disciples he brought to pretend to be the disciples of the Burning Incense Valley were all disciples and subordinates that he had painstakingly cultivated, and now they had lost more than half of them all at once...... He felt like his heart was dripping blood.

"Although it hides filth and filth, it is still the first major sect of righteousness." Cangsong Daoren stared at Dao Xuan Zhenren hatefully, "At least for now." ”

"Not after today!" A majestic voice came from outside the hall, and then it was the angry shouts of the Qingyun disciples who were guarding outside the hall, but before the elders in the hall could make a move, those Qingyun disciples turned into rolling gourds and fell into the hall, and several figures fell in front of Cangsong Daoist in a blink of an eye, one of the sturdy old men looked at the Daoxuan real person with all his beards, and said with a strange smile: "Daoxuan old friend, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, are you okay?" ”

"Poison God!" Dao Xuan Zhenren's eyes froze, and he coldly spit out these two words.

The poison god laughed, ignoring the blade-like gaze of Dao Xuan Zhenren, "It is I, an old immortal, a hundred years ago, Dao Xuan's old friend gave me a defeat, which benefited me a lot, and today I am very happy to see the old man as before." ”

At this time, dozens of people from the Demon Sect walked into the Yuqing Palace, all of them had a long bearing, and the essence in their eyes was faintly bright, obviously they were masters of cultivation...... The Demon Sect has accumulated a hundred years of mid-to-high-end power, and now it is gathered in this Jade Qing Palace.

At the same time, the sound of killing in the distance also reached the Yuqing Palace.

Dao Xuan Zhenren took a deep breath, let alone answered, his whole body was full of blue light, and a large stream of black gas accompanied by blood spurted out from his bitten fingertips, and the black blood fell onto the bluestone slab, and instantly corroded into small holes.

"Dao Xuan's old friend is really decisive!" The Poison God stroked his palms and smiled, "Luck Gong forced out all the poisonous blood contaminated with the seven-tailed centipede, which is indeed a quick and effective method compared to dissolving the toxins in the blood little by little. The poison god's voice suddenly became gloomy, "I just don't know how much blood my old friend still has?" How many layers of power are left? ”

"Demon slaying is enough!" Although Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was pale at this time, his momentum was even stronger than before, like a volcano that was constantly accumulating strength, and it could erupt at any time with earth-shattering might.

"Amitabha." Master Puhong pronounced the Buddha's name, "Old donor, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore." Didn't you see through the First World War back then? ”

"Monk, don't talk about what you don't have!" The poison god squinted his eyes, "If it weren't for that idiot, do you think you would still be standing here and talking to me intact?" ”

"Hey......" Master Puhong clasped his hands together, and a round of golden light appeared behind his head, "I am in the same vein as Tianyin Temple, and I have always fought against demons and evil ways with Qingyunmen. Senior Brother Daoxuan, if you are sent, just give orders. ”

"Haha, don't think that a few more bald donkeys can save you from the current defeat." Yu Yangzi laughed loudly, "Daoxuan old thief, quickly hand over the treasure of your town faction 'Zhuxian Ancient Sword', and then convert to my Holy Sect, maybe I can still wait for immortality......

"Wishful thinking!" Dao Xuan Zhenren pointed into a sword and released a sword light that interrupted Yu Yangzi's words, "Even if I Qingyun can't escape this difficulty today, I don't want to let me wait for this humiliation!" ”

"Good!" Yuyangzi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and an ancient mirror divided into black and white appeared in his hand, "Then there will be no Qingyun after today!" ”

"Don't be ashamed!" A blue light flashed in Dao Xuan Zhenren's hand, and an azure sword melted out of thin air and landed in his hand. "Demons! Death! ”

In an instant, both the right and the devil shot at the same time!