Little by little, time passed.

Whether it is a disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect or a disciple of the True Martial Xuan Palace.

They were all nervously discussing how to cooperate in eliminating the puppets in the temple.

Moreover, while discussing, they also looked at each other secretly on guard.

As for Mo Yuchen, at this moment, no one wants to deal with him.

After all, a disciple of the outer sect, no matter how strong he is, he can't enter their Dharma eye at all.

Half an hour later.

The two disciples of the True Martial Xuan Palace were the first to enter the hall and reached out to get the treasure box on the stone table.

At the same time, Bian Dazhuang also rushed in with another disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect to prevent the treasure box from being snatched away by them.

However, just when the hands of the two Xuangong disciples were less than ten centimeters away from the stone table, the two puppets moved.

Two bright swords slashed at the hands of the two Xuangong disciples.

Suddenly, the murderous aura in the hall was great, and the four people in the hall were enveloped in an instant.

Seeing this at this moment, Mo Yuchen's eyes also became solemn, and he stung the two puppets deadly.

"Get out of here!" shouted Shen Tu, and then raised his feet and rushed into the hall.

And Yan Xuehai also followed closely at this time, rushed in, and met one of the puppets.

Whew!Whew!Whew!

......

In the main hall, the sound of continuous sword drawing sounded.

The two puppets exuded surging true spirit energy, like two spinning tops, spinning rapidly in mid-air.

The swords in their hands were turned into a full moon and fought with the seven people in the temple.

"Separate these two. ”

Yan Xuehai shouted, and the sword in his hand burst out with a thousand rays of light, enveloping one of the puppets and leading it aside, otherwise they would cooperate with each other.

"Ning Dan Realm puppet!" Mo Yuchen, who was fighting outside the palace, showed a trace of greed in his eyes.

I didn't expect this puppet to be so strong.

He was thinking that if he could know the forging method of this kind of puppet, he only needed to build a thousand statues, and the Zhongtian Empire would definitely be able to sweep across the entire continent.

Even all the sects combined are not enough to fight.

At this time, the True Martial Xuangong who had not joined the battle finally made a move.

As the brilliance of the jade plaque in his hand lit up, he quickly joined the battle group and went to the puppet seal that fought against Shen Tu.

Then, I saw a burst of white light flashing, turning into a thick white mist, covering the puppet and the four disciples of the Xuan Palace in an instant, so that the people outside could not see the battle situation inside.

"Why is it so like a divine thinking array?" Mo Yuchen had a wave of doubts in his heart.

However, what puzzled him the most was that the white mist only flickered calmly in mid-air, and there was not even a single battle movement inside.

Then, Mo Yuchen shook his head and focused his attention on the battle on the side of the Zixiao Sword Sect.

Compared to the battle on the side of the Zixiao Sword Sect and the Xuangong side, it was simply another extreme.

I saw that the sword moves in Yan Xuehai's hand opened and closed, and each move burst out with great might, and it was a frequent collision with the puppet of the Ning Infant Realm.

From his behavior, it can be seen how confident Yan Xuehai is in his strength.

Every time they bombarded each other, the entire hall would have a violent vibration, if it weren't for the blessing of the formation in this underground palace, it must have been collapsed by them by now.

As for Bian Dazhuang and another Sword Sect disciple, the two of them were beside them, constantly creating opportunities for Yan Xuehai to severely damage the puppet.

"Bian Dazhuang, you two will carry it for me!"

Yan Xuehai stared coldly and shouted.

Immediately, the true qi on his body burst out, frantically injected into the sword, ready to charge up his strength to give the puppet a hard blow.

"Wings of the Sea!"

With a loud shout from him.

The sharp sword in Yan Xuehai's hand formed a huge sword shadow in the void, and under the swing of his sword tip, it quickly slammed towards the puppet.

However, when his sword move was launched, he didn't even have the intention of reminding Bian Dazhuang and the two of them to retreat, and the terrifying sword even covered both of them together.

"Yan Xuehai, you bastard, Lao Tzu is not finished with you. ”

Bian Dazhuang sensed that something was wrong in the rear, and his figure retreated sharply, and at the same time, he also propped up a true qi protective shield around his body.

However, the luck of the other person was not so good, his alertness was boundless, and he was steadily hit by Yan Xuehai's sword.

Suddenly, the blood in the mouth of the Sword Sect disciple spurted wildly, and it hit a pillar in the main hall.

Cracking sound.

The sound of broken bones on the body kept ringing.

In the end, he fell to the ground, convulsing constantly, with more air coming out and less air in, and it seemed that he should not survive.

"Two wastes, in the way, it's better for Lao Tzu to solve you together. ”

Yan Xuehai glanced at Bian Dazhuang with cold eyes, ignoring his anger, and said sarcastically with disdain.

In the eyes of the first person in his inner door, the lives of these fellow disciples have never been so worthless.

Fight each other casually, kill if you want, like a cold-blooded poisonous snake, insidious and vicious.

Bian Dazhuang was so angry by his sentence that the blood on his body kept rolling, his eyes were red, and he wanted to rush up and fight with him.

"Senior Brother Bian, why bother?"

"You just let him fight for a head and break the bloodstream, can't we save it when we watch the show on the side?"

Mo Yuchen crossed Erlang's legs, shook his head and said.

I really feel worthless for Bian Dazhuang in my heart, a scumbag like Yan Xuehai, if he wants to die, why bother with him.

"Lao Tzu must go to the Elders' House to sue him when he goes back!" Bian Dazhuang sat next to Mo Yuchen angrily, suppressing the anger in his heart.

When Mo Yuchen heard this, he sighed secretly, feeling that Da Zhuang here was too real, and he didn't recognize the cruelty of reality at all.

That Yan Xuehai is the first person in the inner gate of the Zixiao Sword Sect, and how old are you?

If you go and sue someone with greater potential than you, will the sect take this matter seriously?

Bian Dazhuang is so stupid and naïve.

Mo Yuchen looked at Yan Xuehai, who was full of power in the hall, nodded and exclaimed: "He is really strong, his swordsmanship is also extraordinary, and this scum still has some ability." ”

But when Bian Dazhuang heard Mo Yuchen praise this Yan Xuehai so much, he felt uncomfortable.

Immediately sneered: "Hmph, if he hadn't had a good big brother, he would have provided him with countless exercises, sword techniques, and pills. ”

"Can this waste have the ability to do what it is today?"

"If I have such an opportunity, let alone this Yan Xuehai, even if it is his brother Yan Xuewu, I dare to compete with him. ”

The more Bian Dazhuang spoke, the more angry he became, and finally simply threw the sword in his hand to the ground and stopped talking to Mo Yuchen.

Mo Yuchen smiled and picked up the sword on the ground, stretched out a finger, condensed a trace of destruction sword intent on his fingertips, and suddenly flicked at the blade of the sword in his hand.

Boom!

A crisp sound of gold and stone breaking sounded.

"Senior Brother Mo, what are you doing? ”

"This is my beloved sword!"

Bian Dazhuang snatched the only short sword left in Mo Yuchen's hand, and his face was so anxious that tears were about to flow out.