Looking at Su Moyu's approaching figure, Yuan Yangzi's face was gloomy, but he was not very flustered. (){Starter}

And between him and Su Moyu, there were disciples of Xuan and Yan, each holding a sword.

"Out of the sword!" The master of the Yan Sword Flow, seeing Su Moyu approaching, shouted loudly.

But at this moment, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and a figure arrived in front of him at some point.

"Who?" he asked.

And the man slowly raised his head, face to face with him, and sneered: "Could it be that you have forgotten my face?"

The flow master of Yan Jian Liu was stunned for a moment, stared at it for a moment, and suddenly retreated a few steps back, and exclaimed, "You are ...... Small fish?"

Indeed, this face he knew was the senior sister in the Ghost Sword Flow many years ago.

It's just that in my impression, she should have died in that chaos, right?

Why did he appear in front of him again at this time?

Before he could react completely, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

When he looked down, he found that his chest had been pierced by a sword from Xiaoyu.

"You ......" He tried to shake Xiao Yu away, but found that Xiao Yu's sword had destroyed all his meridians, making him unable to raise a little strength.

"Back then, the Ghost Sword Flow tragedy, although it was created by Yuan Yangzi, but it was you Yan Sword Flow who contributed the most. As a result, my Ghost Sword Flow was destroyed, and your Yan Sword Flow was almost half useless, isn't it ridiculous?" Xiao Yu looked at the other party coldly and said in a cold voice. (Fastest update)

Hearing these words, the master of Yan Jianliu was stunned for a moment.

Indeed, he has thought about this question many times.

At that time, Yuanyangzi, in order to eradicate the powerful ghost sword flow, mobilized all the forces in the sect.

At that time, Yan Jianliu was eager to show his loyalty in front of Yuanyangzi, so he rushed to the front, and the result was naturally that the Ghost Sword Flow was outnumbered.

But in the same way, the elite of Yan Jianliu was completely destroyed in that battle, and it collapsed.

Yan Jianliu's loyalty did not exchange for Yuanyangzi's extra care, but instead he was despised and humiliated over the years.

If you don't regret it, it's impossible.

It's just that now that I think about this, what can I do?

"Sect Master save me......" He turned around and tried to ask Yuanyangzi on the jade ladder for help.

But Yoko Yuan stood on the jade steps, staring ahead with her eyes, as if she didn't see herself at all.

"Sect Master......" When he wanted to say something more, he saw that Xiao Yu had already slowly pulled out the sword in his hand.

At the same time, blood splattered from the wound on his chest, and the master of the sword flow fell to his knees, convulsing all over, and it didn't take long to die.

And his corpse has been staring at the direction of Yuanyangzi all the time.

At the last moment, he couldn't believe that he had done so much for Yuanyangzi, but that guy really couldn't save him.

"Surround her and avenge the flow master!" The remaining few Yan Jianliu elders, when they saw the appearance in front of them, immediately surrounded the small fish.

And behind them, the rest of the Yan Sword Flow disciples also held their own blades, trapping Xiao Yu in them layer upon layer.

"Very good, the sins of Yan Jianliu will be washed away by the blood of you guys. Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of madness, and the murderous aura on his body kept churning.

Su Moyu, who was in the distance, couldn't help but sigh when he saw it, but he didn't choose to stop it.

Just like what I said before, at Yamashita Mountain, since these people choose to stand with Yuanyangzi, they are the enemies on their side.

This is the battlefield, and mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

"The thief is killed!" When Su Moyu raised his eyes to look at the little fish, the elder of the Discipline Hall who was hidden in the crowd suddenly appeared and smashed a staff towards the top of Su Moyu's head from the dead corner behind Su Moyu.

However......

Bang!

The crutches were pinched by Su Moyu with one hand, and no matter how hard the elders of the Discipline Hall tried, they couldn't move a single bit.

"You ......" he looked startled, abandoning his crutches and jumping backwards.

Su Moyu sneered, and just wanted to catch up with him, but saw an arm blocking in front of him.

He turned his head, but saw that Ya'er was already standing by his side at some point.

"I'll beat him!" she stared at the elder of the Precept Hall with a rare fierce look.

Four years ago, she was outside this Xuanxin Palace, and she was almost cornered by the elders of this Discipline Hall and Renji.

Four years later, she saw this guy again, and naturally wanted to divide the winner again.

In this regard, Su Moyu also understands very well.

"You don't need to show mercy to your subordinates, whether it's this guy or someone else, if you dare to use killing intent against you, kill them directly!" Su Moyu whispered on the side.

"Understood!" Ya'er nodded.

She usually doesn't say much, but that doesn't mean she won't get angry or kill.

"I'll leave it to you over there. Su Moyu said, leaving Ya'er and continuing to walk forward.

"Formation, kill!" In front of Su Moyu, hundreds of Xuan Sword Flow disciples' sword formations, in an instant, the sword qi intertwined, converging into a giant dragon, shaking his head and tail and crashing towards Su Moyu.

"Get out of here!" Su Moyu clenched his fist and faced the dragon, fiercely.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, two powerful forces collided together, and a moment later Su Moyu fell to the ground.

And the dragon formed by that sword qi collapsed in an instant.

At the same time, those Xuanjian Stream disciples who formed a sword formation turned pale almost at the same time, and half of them directly spurted blood from their mouths and fell to the ground.

With the strength of hundreds of people, the sword formation formed couldn't stop Su Moyu's punch.

"From now on, anyone who stands in my way will be killed!" Su Moyu shouted as he strode forward.

He walked very fast, and his momentum was also amazing, and a pair of eyes stared at Yuanyangzi behind the crowd, as if he couldn't see anyone else at all.

For Su Moyu's strength, these disciples of Xuanjian Flow already have a deep understanding at this moment, where do they dare to continue to stand in front of him?

In an instant, the crowd retreated like a tide, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one left in front of Su Moyu.

"A bunch of waste!" Yuan Yangzi was on the jade steps, his eyes slightly cold.

"Old Zamao, roll over and die!" Su Moyu stared at him and shouted loudly.

At this time, the distance between the two was no more than thirty zhang.

Looking at Su Moyu who was forced in front of him, Yuanyangzi pondered for a long time, and suddenly showed a smile, and said: "Very good, the last remnant of the ghost sword flow, the old man will completely clean you up today, and then ......"

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the heart, sky, and cold standing in the corner, and the meaning of his words was already very clear.

After solving Su Moyu, it will be them.

And Su Moyu looked at Yuan Yangzi coldly, a chill flashed in his eyes, he spread his hand, and took out the ghost sword Styx, which had not seen the light of day for four years, from his sleeve.

At the same time, the sky above the main peak of the entire Heavenly Sword Mountain suddenly condensed into a cloud of calamity.

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