Patience, hardship, hardship......

Obviously, I knew it from the beginning, I can't say it, I can only do it......

Even if it is misunderstood by everyone, it has ulterior motives

Even if it is questioned by one's own people, it is futile

There is no need to tell about it, this kind of thing is known only to oneself......

On the eve of the attack on Qizhongyuan, the inner courtyard -

"Young master, I have received accurate information, the ashram will attack tomorrow night, if you don't leave, it's too late......" In the dimly lit room, a man in black half-knelt on the ground, respectfully said to the burly figure in front of him. The man in front of him made no sound, and the silence lasted for an unknown amount of time, and finally, the man in black heard a "hissing" sound, which was the sound of paper being torn.

"Yingheng, you should leave first, I have my own plans......"

"Young Master, you have done enough for the Qizhong Academy, and the sects behind the retreat will not stop their ambitions because of you, Young Master....." Hearing the low words of the man in front of him, the black-clothed man known as Ying Heng raised his head in a little panic, but there was deep worry in his eyes. He clearly knew the reason why the man in front of him was still here at this time, but the situation was grim, and it was no longer something he could stop and influence.

"Ying Heng, if it is not the Qizhong Courtyard that will be robbed by this tomorrow, but the East Pole Sect, what will you do?" The burly man's words came again, and every word was like a hammer in Ying Heng's heart

"His subordinate Dongfang Yingheng will inevitably die resolutely for the Dongji Sect and kill himself! But, young master, you are different, this is not the Dongji Sect, you don't need to ......"

"This is an order, Dongfang Yingheng, I order you in the name of the young sect master of the Eastern Pole Sect Dongfang Hatred, leave the Qizhong Courtyard on the same day and return to the sect master, the hatred is not filial, but the same sect suffers this great disaster, what is the face of my Eastern Hatred? Dongji Sect, I will guard, but the Qizhong Courtyard is also where my Eastern Vengeance is to be protected!"

The two figures collided again, and then set off a wave of powerful battle qi fluctuations. The white qi condensed on Dongfang Xinqiu's fist, as if it was smashing wildly towards the purple-clothed man in front of him with tens of millions of pounds of terrifying power, and only the sound of whistling fists could be heard in the air. Xuanyi was not to be outdone, no matter how violent the fist was, the purple lightsaber in his hand could always find a gap in the fist in the sky, and then launch an accurate and deadly attack! The two fought on the road leading from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, and the radius of more than ten meters was almost a place of death, neither the students of the Qizhong Academy nor the students of the Retreat Academy dared to step half a step across the Lei Chi, for fear that they would be accidentally involved in the fierce battle between the two of them.

At this moment, Xuan Yi once again found a gap in the fist in the sky, and suddenly took out his sword, and the purple light in his hand carried an all-encompassing edge, breaking through many obstacles, and stabbing at the throat of Dongfang Xinqiu without reservation. Dongfang Xinqiu's face was solemn, he took a step back, ignoring the key point of this blow, Gang Qi gathered on the five fingers of his right hand, and grabbed it towards the oncoming sharp purple light, but at the moment when it was about to touch, the purple light quickly changed direction, flexibly passed through Dongfang Xinqiu's fingers, and accurately pierced Dongfang Xinqiu's left shoulder, a few drops of blood splashed out randomly, and Dongfang Xinqiu was immediately repelled by that sword for several steps.

"Sure enough, no wonder I can compete with my sword path purely by relying on my physical body, this is the legendary Gang Dou Bu, that Gang Qi is not only tempered by your physical body, but also the power of Tiangang stolen by this step. Good means, though, it doesn't work for me anymore. Xuan Yi looked at the faint scarlet on the tip of the long sword in his hand, and his eyes returned to his usual calm and indifference.

Dongfang Xinqiu's expression became more and more solemn, he didn't expect his combat method to be seen through so quickly, and he didn't doubt Xuanyi's statement at all. It is true that Gangdoubu can supplement the consumption in battle by stepping on a specific direction, but that weakness is also very obvious - the pace is specific and rigid, as long as the direction is interrupted or even disrupted, Gangdoubu will not play any role. What surprised him even more was that he had been fighting with Xuanyi for nearly half an hour, but the state of the two had never changed, he was directly because he had a secret technique Gang Dou in his body, and he could supplement his consumption by stepping on a special direction, but Xuanyi did not, which can only show that Xuanyi's cultivation must be much higher than his own.

"Maybe this battle will really be lost......

"Really, look at this!

"Purple Pole Sword: Dull!"

Dongfang Xinqiu thought like this, but it was only for a moment, his eyes became firm again, his right foot stepped forward, and the momentum around his body changed again, this time not only the milky white body protection qi, but also all the true yuan power up and down his body. Taking a deep breath, the milky white body protection qi around his body actually evolved into a white tiger's magic form in mid-air, carrying great power and directly slamming towards Xuanyi. Xuan Yi didn't dare to slack off when he saw this blow, the sword light in his hand flickered, but there was no longer the purple sword gang on the long sword, this was a sword that looked powerless, and it was even more insignificant in front of the white tiger law condensed by the eastern hatred, but such an ordinary sword actually pierced the white tiger law directly, and the two were actually competing with each other in mid-air!

"Is the final battle of the trapped beasts over, Brother Dongfang!"

Xuan Yi gritted his teeth, and in an instant, the battle qi around his body was frantically injected into the sword body, and the bland sword instantly bloomed with a brilliant purple light, and the White Tiger Law Phase, which seemed to be powerful, was actually shattered in front of this sword, turning into pieces and scattering in the air. The White Tiger Law was shattered, and Dongfang Xinqiu seemed to have received some kind of great shock, standing there dumbfounded, even though the sword was about to come to him quickly, there was no reaction from his body.

"Patience...... Patience ......"

"Isn't the time...... But ......"

"For what, for yourself? All the people are ......"

"For ......"

"Guard, everything you want to protect!"

At the moment when Xuanyi's sword was about to descend, the momentum around Dongfang's heart and hatred suddenly changed - with a wave of his right hand, he actually took out a long knife with a pitch-black body, and the next moment, an incomparably sharp aura suddenly spread from the long knife. Dongfang Xinqiu's original white body protection qi actually turned into pitch black under the influence of this long knife, and even the surrounding air seemed to be affected by this black qi and became turbid. The black qi spread out in an instant, and actually swallowed the purple light that seemed to be comparable to the sun, and Xuanyi also instantly felt that something was wrong, and the sword qi he was proud of was actually devoured and dissolved in front of this weird black qi!

But soon he regained his composure, and the battle spirit was further injected, which was a real all-out attack for many years, because he had not faced a decent opponent in a long time. The purple light of the sword body is like a purple sun, as if it can dispel all the darkness and gloom, and the black gas seems to carry a terrifying resentful aura, and the two mutually restrained forces collide in mid-air, stalemate for an unknown amount of time, but dissipate at the same time, and the figures of the two also fell to the ground. After a long time, there was a crisp sound in the silent air, and a severed sword fell to the ground, along with a few mouthfuls of red blood.

"I'll leave, courteous. ”

Xuanyi didn't care about the broken sword that fell to the ground, but turned around, saluted very respectfully at the back of Dongfang Xinqiu, said slowly, and then turned to leave.

"Boom!"

I don't know how long it took, but the burly body that stood still also collapsed.

The station is like a mountain, and the fall is like a mountain.