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Liao Changkong instead thought about the good of Hengjiang in his heart.

She is different from ordinary Xuanming disciples.

Liao Changkong has lived in Xuanming Mountain since she was a child, she is the true elder Zuo Xuan, adopted from the mundane world, and has a deep affection for the teacher.

Although she hates Hengjiang, she can't see others slandering Xuanming's disciples.

"My junior brother in Hengjiang, although his qualifications are poor, but with the foundation of a small country people, he studied for three months and won the first place in the examination. With this effort and wisdom alone, he compared most of the immortal sect disciples in today's ancient city battlefield! Although Hengjiang took the pill, it only took nine months to go from the first Taoist disciple to the fifth step of the Taoist disciple to nourish the divine soul. How many of you Immortal Sect monks have reached the fifth step after they have entered the Taoist Sect for nine months?"

Liao Changkong put his hands behind his back, didn't look back, and said proudly: "You wait for Xiu to tell me that you have never taken pills, and you have only become a monk of Xianmen by relying on hard cultivation day and night." What qualifications do people like you have to make irresponsible remarks about my junior brother?"

According to what she said, Hengjiang is not only not bad, but he is a Xianmen monk who can be present, and all of them are compared to the talented and handsome men.

Everyone was speechless, and they never thought that Liao Changkong would be so protective.

Liao Changkong turned around, his expression became more and more arrogant, and said, "Dongguan Dojo Gu Xifeng and Zhao Wuyi have made a feud with my senior brother Hengjiang. Zhao Wuyi followed my junior brother out of Mobei City, intending to plot against my junior brother, but he ended up with a soul scattered! Gu Xifeng also ordered many Dongguan disciples to hunt down and kill my junior brother, and in the end they all died! In this way, even if Hengjiang is my Xuanming Dojo, the disciple with the worst qualifications and the least unsuccessful skills, he is still many times stronger than you people, I don't know how many times stronger!"

Dongguan Dojo Dong Chang is just between everyone.

When he heard this, his expression changed suddenly, and he pointed at Liao Changkong and said: "Sure enough! Those disciples who disappeared in my Dongguan Dojo were all killed by you in the Hengjiang of the Xuanming Dojo! Before, I confronted Yan Qingya with this matter, and he refused to admit it, but now you Liao Changkong does not admit it! Kill people to pay for their lives, repay debts, and I will never give up on this matter!"

"My senior brother Yan Qingya refused to admit it, because he was soft-hearted, worried that he would not be able to suppress the anger in his heart, and he would kill you if he didn't agree with him. I can't compare to Yan Qingya's compassion, if it wasn't for the fast running of Gu Xifeng, I would have killed him a long time ago. If I hadn't made a rule today that you can't kill people easily, I'd have killed you!"

Liao Changkong raised his chin and said coldly: "I declare the rules and precepts of the dojo, and the whole world knows it! If you are not convinced, when the matter is over, you can go back to the Dongguan Dojo to complain. Let your head Wang Shuang, go to Xuanming Mountain, and reason with my master!"

Dong Chang's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I only argued with you for a few words, and you even want to kill me, why are you so vicious?"

Liao Changkong scoffed at this, and only said: "Haven't you heard that people have said that the most poisonous woman's heart?"

Dong Chang licked his lips and said no more, although he knew that Liao Changkong was cold and arrogant, he didn't expect that Liao Changkong was so strong, pressing step by step, and not leaving him half a point.

Next to the golden ship, a gray-black greatsword was suspended.

Yan Qingya leaned on the sword and drank while paying attention to the battle situation below.

Now hearing Liao Changkong's words, Yan Qingya snorted coldly, and the flying sword under his body sank sharply, flying to the section of the city wall guarded by Xuanming's disciples.

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

There are about 100,000 fire ghosts around.

Among the Taoist disciples of various sects participating in the exhibition, the number of disciples in the Xuanming Dojo was the smallest, only twenty or thirty, while the disciples of other sects were as many as nearly 100, or even hundred.

The disciples of the seven sects add up to a thousand.

Hundreds of thousands of flame ghosts, if they are evenly distributed to the disciples of each sect, no one has to kill thousands of fire ghosts to complete this battle.

But in the battlefield, how can there be a reason to divide the enemy equally?

A thunderbolt burst out from the Hengjiang River, if it hits a place where the ghost shadow is sparse, it can kill more than a dozen fire ghosts, and if it hits a place where the ghost shadow is dense, it can even kill dozens of ghosts.

Every time his phoenix wings flapped, he could also kill a lot.

Kill about a hundred or so fire ghosts, and you can light up one crystal star on the top of the cave.

At this point in the battle, Hengjiang has lit up more than 20 stars, which means that there are more than 2,000 Yan ghosts who have died in his hands, and they are far ahead on the battle merit list!

If the disciples of the Immortal Sect in the battlefield are like Hengjiang, they are only afraid that hundreds of thousands of fire ghosts will already die cleanly.

It's a pity that none of the disciples of all factions dared to rush outside the city like Hengjiang, they all stood at the head of the city, relying on the city wall to resist the enemy, condescending, and then using the power of talismans and magic weapons to bombard and kill the fire ghosts. These people don't have treasures like phoenix feathers, and they don't have as many palm thunder talismans in Hengjiang in their hands, and going out of the city alone is like sending them to death, how dare they act rashly?

In the entire battlefield, only Han Jian can be slightly compared with Hengjiang.

Han Jian stood at the head of the city, pinching his fingers in his hand, casting the Void Condensing Sword Technique, controlling the Sword of the Split Scene to fly out of the city, and the Imperial Sword in the air. Every time the blade slashed through the ghosts, the silver glow on his body would brighten a lot.

In terms of killing the enemy alone, Han Jian is not much worse than Hengjiang.

It's a pity that Han Jian is standing at the head of the city, and there are brothers and sisters from the same sect on the left and right, and there are not many Yan ghosts who are facing him, and he wants to kill more, but there is nothing he can do. In addition, he, like Hengjiang, only has the cultivation of the fifth step of Taoism, and his strength is limited, and he is not like Hengjiang who can eat hazelnuts to replenish his physical strength, so the gap between the two of them is getting bigger and bigger.

Even if his physical strength was poor and his killing speed slowed down, Han Jian was still firmly in second place, and the gap between him and the third place was getting bigger and bigger.

"Senior Brother Han, if nothing else, in this fierce battle, you can stabilize the second place in the battle. ”

Yan Qingya flew over, and while Han Jian was wiping his sweat and resting, he took out a gourd and handed it over.

"When I'm fighting, I never drink. ”

Han Jian's tone was indifferent, his hand changed, and the flying sword in front of him was like a rainbow, sweeping through the group of ghosts.

Yan Qingya said: "Are you influenced by that kid in Hengjiang, and you learned badly with him, and even talked about so many rules for drinking? Let me tell you, my wine has an extraordinary background, you only need to drink a few sips, you can recover a lot of strength, and even if you want to surpass Hengjiang at that time, it is not without a chance." If you refuse to rest, you will only get more and more tired, kill the enemy more and more slowly, and be thrown farther and farther away by Hengjiang in the merit list! Have you ever heard of the words "work and rest?"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yan. ”

Han Jian waved his hand to collect his sword, took a few steps back, but did not take Senior Brother Yan's gourd, only took out drinking water and dry food from the Qiankun bag, ate it in a big gulp, and then closed his eyes and sat down, recovering his strength.

"What a fucking stubbornness!"

Yan Qingya grabbed the gourd, drank a few sips of wine fiercely, looked at Hengjiang who was rushing to kill in the group of ghosts, and muttered: "Damn! That kid in Hengjiang is more stubborn and weird!"

When Han Jian heard this, his closed eyelids trembled.

He only took a short rest, then stood up, pinched his fingers, and the sword of the split scene turned into a long rainbow and burst out, but this sword was aimed at the place where the Hengjiang River was located outside the city!

"This kid, is it because he is jealous of Hengjiang that he has a murderous intention?"

Yan Qingya's eyes were cold, and he was about to make a move, but he only glanced at Hengjiang, and his expression changed greatly, and he shouted: "Senior Brother Hengjiang! Run!"

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