"Walk slowly." Ming Zao stopped Ming Fan and Ming Chen, who were about to leave.

"You, in fact, are not greedy red dust, but are afraid of the bloody battle nineteen years ago." Mingzao's deep voice exuded indescribable affirmation.

In the bloody battle of nineteen years, even Qionghua, who was at the height of his heyday, almost wiped out the faction, and even the head of the family died in the hands of the monster.

And today, nineteen years later, the demon world will once again pass through the sky above the Qionghua faction, and in the eyes of those unsuspecting disciples, it will be another bloody battle.

Although they don't say it, who doesn't have fear in their hearts? It's just silently enduring, waiting for that day to come.

"We're just trying to leave a line of blood for our family." When Ming Chen said this, it was tantamount to acknowledging Ming Zao's words.

"Then have you forgotten the cultivation of your master for so many years?" Mingzao's hand was on the hilt of the sword, and he looked down on those ruthless and unrighteous people the most.

"Mingzao retreats." Goofy spoke.

"Uncle Shi!" Ming Zao said unwillingly.

"Stand down!" Goofy drank vigorously.

Mingzao was unwilling to get out of the way.

"You leave here for the time being, and I will consult the head of the house for the specific situation, and she will decide your fate." Gao Fei said gently, without any discrimination because of their retreat.

"Thank you Uncle for your understanding." Ming Fan and Ming Chen were very moved by Gao Fei's maintenance, and seeing Ming Zao's angry expression, they knew the indignation of the others here.

Even though he didn't make a sound, Mingsheng, who didn't even dare to kill, had a look of contempt.

"Where do you want to go?" Suddenly. A female voice entered the Qimen Hall, and the pressure of the mountain fell on every disciple.

"I've seen the boss." Gao Fei and the other disciples immediately stood up and signaled. And the two disciples of Ming Fan and Ming Chen were already scared stupid, they never thought of it. As soon as he showed his intention to leave, he was blocked by the master.

"See...... I've seen the boss. He bowed tremblingly, and his trembling voice showed a look of fear.

"I don't remember that the Qionghua sect taught such ungrateful people." Su Yao's eyes stared at the two disciples, and a face that was originally proud was as cold as ice.

"Disciple...... Disciple, wrong. Ming Fan and Ming Chen didn't dare to say anything about greedy Hongchen, and in the face of the master, they were already frightened and knelt on the ground.

"Wrong? I don't think so. More than a decade of education. I can't resist forgetting life and death, as the head of the Qionghua faction, I am really a failure. Su Yao's face brought a hint of loneliness.

"Since you can't face the demon clan, what use do I want you?" In the hall where the murderous aura filled the Qimen in an instant, a jade hand turned into Sen Luo, and slapped towards the two disciples of Ming Fan and Ming Chen.

In the face of this murderous blow from the master, the two disciples of Ming Fan and Ming Chen did not have any heart of resistance, closed their eyes and waited for death, and there was infinite regret in their hearts.

The incomparably powerful sword momentum suddenly erupted in Gao Fei's hand. The fairy sword in his hand was directly thrown out by him as a hidden weapon, and the palm sent out by the head of the sect was directly pierced.

The condensed palm strength was dispersed by the fairy sword, turning into a violent wind, blowing the two disciples of Ming Fan and Ming Chen to the ground.

Other disciples. I was already stunned by this sudden scene. They knew the power of the head of the house, and their hearts were naturally full of awe, but such a sudden killer. Or make it impossible for them to turn back.

"You're going to stop me." Shu Yao faced Gao Fei without the killing intent to retreat. Let him fall into an ice cellar.

"Nope." At this time, how could Gao Fei disobey the prestige of the master. It can be seen from Shu Yao's killing intent. She had been so dazed by her disciple's retreat that she wanted to kill these two rebels at any cost, regardless of her reputation.

"It's just that the disciples think that instead of executing them, it is better to abolish their mana, throw them down the mountain, and let them fend for themselves, without mana, they are not even as good as an ordinary person." The advice given by Gao Fei was extremely vicious, and even Ming Fan and Ming Chen, who had closed their eyes and waited for death, were already full of resentment.

The thought that the two of them, wandering in this Kunlun Mountain without any strength, were torn to pieces by the beasts in the mountains, gave birth to infinite fear.

The fairy sword in his hand flew out, without facing the others, the sword blade slashed straight towards him, and Ming Fan was actually in fear, intending to cut himself off.

Mingchen next to him also thought of this, and also began to make flying swords, but it was too late.

Ming Fan was cut by the extremely sharp flying sword, and the blood was sprinkled all over the hall, except for the head of the sect Su Yao and Gao Fei, who reacted extremely quickly, everyone else was drenched in blood.

The blood of the same door made everyone else stunned on the spot, and the most fragile Mingsheng actually collapsed to the ground, without the power to resist, at this time, it was an ordinary person who could kill him.

Ming Fan's blood made the head who was carried away by anger suddenly sober up. In the past nineteen years, she has been under too much pressure, and she has placed too much hope on her disciples, so she will be saddened by this kind of disciple who has withdrawn from the battle.

Mingchen's fairy sword was blocked by a "ding", and it was this block that made the head of the house, Su Yao, immediately ban all Mingchen's mana, and there was no longer the means of the sword.

"It's the disciple who is wrong, kill me, kill me......" Mingchen's mournful cry was also closed by Shu Yao.

"The disciple's original plan was to secretly send them back to their hometown after they abolished their mana, and had no intention of abandoning them in the wilderness. In this way, since he warned the other disciples, he would not be impersonal, but he didn't expect to scare himself to such a point......" Gao Fei said his thoughts leisurely, so that Mingchen, who had collapsed and struggled frantically, suddenly quieted down.

Tears were left endlessly, and Mingchen never thought that his retreat would not only cut off his immortal path, but also fall to such a point.

Regret is no longer able to express his feelings, even if he doesn't care about his past at this moment, he will not be able to cultivate immortals.

"Your handling method is very good, I just lost my temper, Mingchen's punishment, just follow this example." The head of the sect, Shu Yao, scattered all of Mingchen's mana, and there was no longer any possibility of rebuilding, so he turned into a streamer and left.

Only left, in the Qimen Palace, everyone who was shocked beyond words by this sudden happening.

"If you have someone with a water curse, wash the blood off your body, leave for the time being, and we will meet again tomorrow." Gao Fei looked at the other stunned people and said helplessly.

The other disciples reacted one after another, and immediately began to cast spells, and the streams of water washed away their bodies, and they didn't care about drying them, so they walked away.

"Big brother, what should we do?" Yun Tianhe looked at the scene here and said at a loss.

"When Mingchen can speak, ask for his address and send him home." Gao Fei deliberately said loudly, so that Mingchen, who had been crying, finally had hope in his heart.

"As for Ming Fan, it's a pity, since he committed suicide so decisively, why are he afraid to face those demons? If there were no sword immortals, the world would have become a hell and a paradise for demons. Gao Fei said lightly, "Burying him in the medicine garden can be regarded as the last contribution that can be made to Qionghua." ”

Hearing Gao Fei's last sentence, Mingchen's body trembled. Such an understatement of treatment, there is no guilt at all, if it weren't for his proposal, Ming Fan would not have committed suicide.

At this moment, Mingchen just wants to leave this place, this place of immortal cultivation that mortals yearn for endlessly. (To be continued.) )