"In the territory of my Yang Sect, if you are bad for my Yang Sect, you are looking for death!"

The martial saints of the Yang Sect were suddenly furious, their eyes were spewing fire, how could they be contaminated with anger, Nie Yun could feel the terrifying holy power from such a distance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hahaha, I have been looking for this person for a long time, but unfortunately it is in your place, or if Yang Sect generously hands over this person to us, we will be grateful!" However, Yang Zong received such an angry response.

"You ......"

They suddenly found that although these people were so sloppy, they revealed their attitude, and since they made a move, they would inevitably disrupt the situation to the end.

Whoosh!

Another figure came, and the scorching sun robe was naturally a person from the Yang Sect.

"You're all going to die here today!"

Under the extreme anger, the people of the Yang Sect looked up to the sky and roared, especially when they saw the continuous arrival of reinforcements, their faces were even more hideous, Nie Yun and they were bound to get their hands on it, and those who dared to obstruct it were all flattened, this was their determination to get Nie Yun.

Sou!

A figure struck at Nie Yun again, and the speed of the Martial Saint, even for someone as good at speed as him, his eyes could barely keep up.

Airplanes!

At this moment, Nie Yun felt a soft force in his body grab him, and threw it to the back, Nie Yun felt that the sky was spinning, and there was a loud shout in his ears: "Go quickly, don't look back!"

Nie Yun vaguely saw that the person was dressed in a sword robe, and it turned out to be a martial saint of the Xiaoyao Gate, he arrived in time, and at this time he was fighting with the Yang Sect martial saint, even if he knew that this person was much stronger than him, he was killed like a chicken and a dog, but he still blocked the other party's way, and refused to give way.

"Get out of here!" Yang Zong, the Great Cheng Martial Saint, couldn't help but be furious.

"Then step on the old man's corpse first!"

"Okay, I'll fulfill you!"

"Stop, don't hurt my free man!"

A heavenly sword suddenly appeared, as if it was split from the clouds, this sword collapsed the void in an instant, and instantly divided the battlefield, especially the Yang Sect Dacheng Saint King who was going to kill him, he was even more shocked and retreated, and the sword qi grazed his body, like countless sword blades slashing over themselves.

"Peak Martial Saint, you have attracted such people so quickly!"

"It's the people of the Loose Gate!"

People looked in that direction in amazement, and there was more than one person.

"Xiaoyaomen everyone, my Yang Sect is friendly with you Xiaoyao Gate, why are you?" Yang Sect Martial Saint was furious, and asked with red eyes.

"The two sects are still on good terms, however, after Nie Wentian, my Xiaoyaomen is secured, if you forcibly block it, I Xiaoyaomen don't mind turning over the accounts of the year, and the battle of two hundred years ago will come out today!"

Yang Sect Martial Saint suddenly turned red: "Do you know what the consequences are?"

"Consequences!" The old martial saint at the peak of Xiaoyaomen had a gloomy face: "I am in Xiaoyaomen, this is the attitude of my Xiaoyaomen, after Nie Wentian, we are secured." ”

"Okay, okay...... Xiaoyaomen wants to provoke a war on the mainland, and I will accompany my Yang Sect!"

"Give it to me, that Nie Yun must be given it!"

"Kill!"

"Humph!"

The peak saint king of Xiaoyaomen shot again, and there was a faint phantom behind him, only to see this phantom holding the heavenly sword and slashing down, this time it was a real killer, not as shocking as just now, and blood suddenly shot out under the terrible sword, and the stumps and broken arms flew up all over the sky, and the holy blood was sprinkled all over the sky.

"Dharma?"

"He is not an ordinary person, he has already touched the Saint King Realm in the realm, and he will be a Saint King in a few years!"

Unlike the people from Xiaoyaomen, people from other forces also rushed to join the battlefield, but they didn't fight with all their might, at most they could only say that they were trying their best to stop the people of the Yang Sect, and they wanted to delay time.

Looking at this scene, they realized that Xiaoyaomen was ruthless now.

"You...... I, Yang Sect, swear not to give up with you!"

Seeing that the people of Xiaoyaomen were so killed, the people of Yangzong finally understood that the other party was really not just talking.

"Hmph, two hundred years ago, I besieged and killed Nie Wentian with my Xiaoyaomen Holy Maiden as bait, and now my Xiaoyaomen Holy Maiden is missing, and this account has not been settled with you!" The Martial Saint of Xiaoyaomen suddenly turned red when he saw the attitude of the people of the Yang Sect.

Leaving aside Nie Wentian, what kind of character was the saintess of Xiaoyaomen back then, she was the most low-key one of the golden prosperous times of that generation, but they knew best that the saintess was the saint who was difficult to encounter in their Xiaoyaomen for thousands or even thousands of years, and was regarded as the hope of Xiaoyaomen for thousands of years.

Nie Wentian, who didn't want to make friends, died, and even the saint was martyred.

Although the blood jade of the saint was not broken, and it is likely that she did not die, the saint disappeared after all.

For this reason, the bloody battle between Xiaoyaomen and Yangzong two hundred years ago, even if this battle was covered up by all efforts in later generations, but those in the know knew that that the battle almost triggered a bloody war at the entire continent level.

In the end, the ancestor of Xiaoyaomen made a move, and all forces felt the horror of Xiaoyaomen, for fear that the mainland would enter an era of melee and could not get out, and all parties tried their best to persuade to calm down.

Xiaoyaomen has been trying to forget the events of the past, and Yangzong has been trying to renew their friendship for two hundred years, which has eased the atmosphere.

Now, the old things are brought up again, and they are fighting with Yangzong again, such a crimson blood evokes their memory, at this moment, even the Xiaoyaomen, who has always been kind, has also killed the blood, and the hatred that has been constantly forgotten by himself has completely burst out at this moment.

Brush!

The huge Heavenly Sword was held in the hands of the huge Law Minister, and with a sword slash, a martial saint didn't even have time to escape, and his body died in an instant.

"No!"

Some of the injured Yang Sect Martial Saints continued to replenish their flesh bodies and roared angrily.

"Kill me!"

The scuffle began, and suddenly the sky was dark, and in an instant, the void completely collapsed, a terrible scene of annihilation, Yang Zong never thought that these people from the Xiaoyaomen happened to be radicals, and others might be a little spared, but once they killed, they would definitely not show mercy.

"Stinky boy, why are you back?"

Suddenly, a martial saint from the Xiaoyao Gate shouted, and soon he found that Nie Yun was forced back, and there were several people behind him, all of whom were people from all sides, and they didn't dare to swallow Nie Yun alone, but they forced him back.

"Ahem!"

Don't let the dog mongrels of Yangzong hurt him, for the sake of the Holy Maiden, for the sake of owing Nie Wentian a favor.

The saintess will always be an eternal pain in the hearts of the radicals, and not to mention the guilt of not being able to save Nie Wentian, they also owe Nie Wentian the kindness of saving the saintess, even if it is a voluntary sacrifice of love between them.

Today, they would never allow Nie Yun to fall into the hands of the Yang Sect.

"Kill!"

Their swordsmanship is extremely terrifying, and it is even rumored that it is a terrible swordsmanship before the real people of Vientiane comprehend the extreme way.

No matter who was present, they had witnessed with their own eyes the terrifying strength of the oldest force in this continent!

However, this is the territory of the Yang Sect after all!

"Hugh is going to be rampant!"

Figures in the sky kept coming, there were more and more people from the Yang Sect, although the people from the Xiaoyao Sect were also coming, they were far less than their increase in numbers, even if there were other sects helping to drag the others, they were still surrounded.

"Hand over Nie Yun to us and let you go!"

"Let us go?hahahahahaha......ha Step over our corpses today!"

Nie Yun watched all this, he saw that the eyes of the old-timers in Xiaoyaomen were red, and his eyes clearly felt that he was getting closer and closer to death, no matter how powerful he was, he was afraid of death, but their bodies stood there straight, becoming the most solid fortress in front of him.