Tian Feng fell to the ground, and he had no breath.

The audience was silent, and they were all shocked by Yin Yang's terrifying methods.

In front of the six powerhouses of the mountain realm outside the mountain, they quietly killed Tian Feng, and their strength was already self-evident.

"You ·······"

One of the one-eyed men swallowed.

As a second-layer mountain realm outside the mountain, he couldn't see Yin Yang's movements clearly at all, which really frightened him.

"If it hadn't been for someone's order, you would have been reduced to a handful of loess back then. ”

Yin Yang said calmly.

This sentence was undoubtedly like a giant hammer, smashing the hearts of the dozen or so cultivators.

Yin Yang actually wanted to wipe them out back then!

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel a tingling in their scalps.

"This ······ This young man, I ······ We have no enmity with you in the past, so why did you attack us back then?"

A middle-aged man dared to ask, as a mountain outside the mountain, he also became respectful when he spoke in front of Yin Yang, after all······ None of them knew who would be the next Tian Feng.

"Indeed, you have no enmity with me. ”

This sentence made the people present breathe a sigh of relief.

"But you have a grudge against the man who asked me for help. ”

But then, Yin Yang's words made them breathe and couldn't help but suffocate.

"Dare to ······ Dare I ask who it is?"

"It's me!"

Suddenly, a faint voice came from a distance.

Xiang Tianxiao and Su Yanyu, who were hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but look over and found that the three figures were coming.

When the three figures approached, Xiang Tian's smiling eyes couldn't help but flash a look of shock.

The man led by the three figures was still holding a girl with a beautiful face in his arms, it was Mu Siwan, her face was extremely pale and weak at this time.

And standing on either side of the man were Liu Huai'an and Liang Yao.

"Why did Liang Yao appear here?"

Xiang Tianxiao couldn't help frowning, after all, Liang Yao, as the third prince of the Pengshan Dynasty, was really surprising to appear here.

"You······· Why are you here. ”

On the flat ground, when the dozen or so cultivators saw Liu Huai'an and the others appear, they all stared at the man led by them with shocked expressions and said.

The man at the head was born extremely handsome, with long untied hair scattered behind him, smooth and smooth like fine silk satin. Under the delicate feminine eyebrows are a pair of seductive sky-blue eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, adding a sultry style. His lips pursed slightly, as if he was smiling. The skin is fairer than snow, as if it is slightly emitting a silvery white glow.

At this time, the aura on his body was gloomy and terrifying.

"How······· Surprised?"

The man couldn't help but sneer.

"Back then······· We shouldn't have spared you for the sake of your youth!"

The dozen or so cultivators all showed a look of fear, and their words were full of remorse.

"If you knew this, why bother in the first place, what you did back then was far less than one percent of mine. ”

The man walked forward slowly, and his face became extremely cold in an instant.

"Third Prince, why did you betray us? You didn't get involved in the grudge ten years ago, why did you deal with us like this?"

One of the men roared hoarsely.

"I'm sorry, but my life······· He saved me, and I am the first to see it. ”

Liang Yao just smiled slightly, and his smile was filled with endless indifference.

"If you destroy my relatives, then I will come to destroy your sect, how about this gift I gave you?"

The corners of the man's mouth lifted slightly, evoking a cruel smile.

Just when Xiang Tianxiao and Su Yanyu entered the land of Taoyuan, an indiscriminate massacre occurred outside, the Tibetan Sword Sect and the Xuanqing Sect joined forces to fight against the Cangyun Sect, and the three major sects fought for three days and three nights, with corpses all over the field and rivers of blood.

The three major sects have existed in name only in a few days.

The mastermind behind all this is the man in front of him, and the person who can make the two incompatible sects of the Tibetan Sword Sect and the Xuanqing Sect join forces is Liang Yao.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

For a while, Xiang Tianxiao became a little interested in the man.

"The person in your arms, could it be······ Mu Nantian's daughter, for ······ Why!"

One of the dozen cultivators shouted loudly, and everyone looked at Mu Siwan in the man's arms.

"Drag your blessing, if it wasn't for your mercy ten years ago, I'm afraid I wouldn't be where I am today, but ······ You still can't escape death, I swore back then, I will take revenge! Of course······ You are the first step in my revenge. ”

The man's face was smiling, but his eyes were full of indifference, which made the dozen or so cultivators present couldn't help but be silent.

"You ······"

"Do you have any last words to say?"

The man slowly put down Mu Siwan in his arms, and whispered to Liang Yao beside him, "Take care of her." ”

After saying that, he couldn't help but take a step forward.

Boom!

Pulling out the saber at his waist, he stared at the dozen or so cultivators in front of him with a light face.

"Senior, please let me do it myself. ”

The man said to Yin Yang.

"Even if you don't say it, I'm going to do it. ”

Yin Yang only smiled slightly, then put away the sword in his hand, and took a few steps back to stand beside Yin Wanwan.

"Daddy, he'······ Who the hell is he?"

Yin Wanwan pursed her mouth, and a pair of charming eyes stared at the man standing with a sword and asked.

"The current second prince of the Pengshan Dynasty, Liang Haohui!"

"Leung Ho-fai ······"

Yin Wanwan muttered, "He looks just like him." ”

"You······ Can't you forget him?"

Yin Yang suddenly glanced at his daughter with some complications, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I ......"

Yin Wanwan didn't say a word, just lowered her head vigorously.

"Hey, Daddy won't stop you, it's a pity······ Everything can only depend on fate, his background...... It's nowhere near what your father and I can match. ”

Yin Yang stretched out his calloused hand and gently touched Yin Wanwan's hair, but sighed again and said no more.

"yes, I see. ”

Yin Wanwan nodded, and then looked at Liang Haohui not far in front of her.

"Liang Haohui! Your relatives are obviously the current saint Liang Qingtian, how can you slander us like this!"

Now that Yin Yang had decided not to appear again, the dozen or so cultivators also became confident in an instant.