Although Tian Gongyu's words were ruthless, the blood slowly flowing from his sleeves proved that he was injured at this time.

Although he had the protective gear in his hand, he still couldn't resist the full force of the Star Hanging Sword.

Gu Qiuyu didn't notice Tian Gongyu's strange appearance, stepped forward and pulled him behind him, and said softly, "Uncle Tian, leave it to me here, you can just look behind me for me." ”

Xing Chui Jian didn't make a move when the two of them were talking just now, but listened intently to the content, and had already confirmed that this person was Gu Qiuyu, and stepped forward and said, "Gu Qiuyu! ”

"Who is Gu Qiuyu?"

"The third young master of the Yang Kingdom Ancient Family, didn't he die in the Broken Sword River?"

"I see, no wonder this son has a monstrous murderous aura as soon as he comes up!"

The Shenwu Sect outside the arena let out a burst of exclamations, it turned out that this young man who used the sword to fight was the only survivor of the tragedy of the ancient family of the Yang Kingdom ten years ago.

Some people are greedy and ready to rush into the stadium at any time, because according to legend, the item that Qing Xuan dreams of is on this young man.

Gu Qiuyu didn't care about the surrounding voices at all, smiled at the Star Hanging Sword, and said, "Then you can come and try!" In the end, that smile disappeared here, replaced by an endless chill.

"It was that jade pendant that caused the entire Gu family to be destroyed, and it was that jade pendant that made me suffer from hatred for the past ten years, just ask what is wrong with the Gu family, and what right do you Qingxuan have to kill my whole family!!"

Gu Qiuyu roared almost madly, the emotions that had been suppressed for many years completely exploded at this moment, and the flying sword in the air was also affected by Gu Qiuyu's emotions, and actually began to fly by itself, killing the ordinary Qingxuan disciples around him.

A Qingxuan disciple was killed without any power to fight back in front of the Futu Seven-Star Sword, and the Seven-Star Sword that acted on his own was even more powerful than when Gu Qiuyu controlled it, and his moves were very weird.

Seeing Gu Qiuyu like this, Xing Chui Sword shook his head and sighed softly.

He knew something about what happened ten years ago, and he had no right to evaluate the will of the Qing Xuan higher-ups.

The figure suddenly disappeared and appeared around the four swords who were killing, knocking them to the ground one by one.

After the four swords were knocked down, they seemed to lose control and all fell to the ground, Gu Qiuyu's heart moved, and they flew back to him.

On the other side, Xun Qianyi looked at Gu Qiuyu who was frantic in the field, frowned slightly, waved his hand, and signaled the rest of the Freemasons to attack with all their might.

The Qingxuan disciples beside the Jinyang Sword saw the Gongmaq Sect attacking over, and the pressure increased dramatically, forming a circle to protect the unconscious Jinyang Sword in it.

The current attack of the Freemasonry Sect is very clear, that is, to focus on the Xuanzhan Palace disciples who can resist the sword, and disrupt the formation of the Xuanzhan Palace disciples. Without the support of the formation, they could not resist the offensive of Freemasonry.

The Freemasonry people recited incantations in their mouths, and rushed into the formation without fear of life and death, and Zhao Moru had already rushed over with a battle.

Although the Qingxuan people are strong in martial arts and united as one, they don't have a strong warrior and commander, and they can't last long.

Wang Xiaolong and Lu Shi were looking at each other at this time, except for a few people from Chaheng Palace, everyone else withdrew a few zhang, and they didn't dare to watch the excitement on the side when the gods were fighting.

Both of them were thinking about the hundreds of moves they had just made in their hearts, and they were both thinking about each other's flaws, and they could win with one blow.

Lu Tong retreated farther than just now, all as if he didn't care about anything. There were still more than a dozen people around them, and their identities were naturally suspicious, but the Qingxuan Sect didn't have the manpower and ability to distinguish them.

Behind the road, there were two more groups of people standing separately, they had not been here for long, and they were all surrounded by robes.

Suddenly, a burst of sword light flashed from the west side of the field, and a group of fifty Qingxuanmen people with murderous intent galloped over.

When Wang Xiaolong saw the comer, his heart was also moved, and some of these reinforcement disciples didn't even know that he was coming. Xin said, "It seems that the head of the house has made thorough preparations for this matter. ”

Led by two old men, one with snow-white hair, his face was full of wrinkles, and he bent over slightly, and the other had a straight waist and gray hair, and a pair of red phoenix eyes glanced at everyone in the field, and said, "It seems that since my Qingxuan was born, my methods are still too soft, and even you rats dare to attack my Qingxuan people!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man with phoenix eyes burst out with strong internal qi, blowing all the two feet of snow around him into the air, revealing the hard ground under his feet.

"Is it Wu Jiang of Shaocun Hall and Song Xian of Zhenxuan Palace? Even the two of them are here?" Lu Qianli looked at Lu Baiji, and couldn't hide his surprise when he introduced it.

"I didn't expect Qingxuan to come prepared this time, the five elders came and one old man, the seven swords came out with two swords, and now the old man of the Zhenxuan Palace and the Shaocun Palace is added!"

Needless to say, Zhenxuan Palace is naturally a powerful force within Qingxuan, with countless masters in the door, and over the years since his birth, he has made great achievements for Qingxuan.

But Shaocun Hall is different, there are very few masters in the hall, and even the people in the rivers and lakes have only heard of it, but they have never seen it.

This is because Shaocun Hall is the only hall in Qingxuan, which completely cultivates Xuanfeng's exercises, there are not many disciples in the hall, but there are only dozens of people, and there are only ten people who can cultivate to the second sword, and the members of the hall are also orthodox Xuanfeng disciples.

In Qingfeng's Xuanzhan Palace, he also practiced the Xuanfeng Exercises, but it was already much worse than the cultivation method of the Imperial Sword Duel, so the stronger disciples in the Xuanzhan Palace could the three swords, but those flying swords had lost their spirituality, and they were more like hidden weapons that could turn in the air, and they could never be compared with the Imperial Sword in Xuanfeng.

"There is also Wu Wenxuan in Qingxuan Tianjie. He is also here, you know, Tianjie's strength is much stronger than Bai Linfeng. ”

Someone found Wu Wenxuan behind the two old men and pointed him out.

Wu Wenxuan is a real disciple of Shaocun Palace, and later transferred to Qingwu Palace, and he can control a long sword at a young age, and he will definitely be a real sword master in time.

Wu Wenxuan still looked rude, in this ice and snow, he was only wearing a sleeveless tights on his upper body, and he was carrying a pair of swords around his waist, and when he saw Gu Qiuyu, there was a trace of shock in his eyes.

Song Xian was the old man with a straight waist and danfeng eyes, he took a step forward and looked at everything in the field with a cold face.

Today's events have exceeded his expectations, and the Qing Xuan in the field turned out to be a disadvantage, even Jin Yang Sword and Bai Linfeng fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Song Xian knew that someone here was secretly targeting Qing Xuan, but he didn't care about it for a long time, but when he just received the signal, he was told that this place was critical, so he came quickly with everyone.

"You rats, how long are you going to get in the way here?

Song first pointed to the martial artists around him, and his fiery temper was not much different from Wang Xiaolong.

It's just that Wang Xiaolong is the kind of person with a free and easy personality, and this Song Xian is more brutal.

The surrounding martial artists were silent, and some sects that were preparing to make a secret move couldn't help but be embarrassed, especially the people of the Sword Hall.

The two elders of Yin and Yang looked at the Qingxuan people who came to help with great fear, especially the two who took the lead.

"Young master, let's step back from today's affairs, today's Qingxuan, no one can stop it. ”

"Even Song Xian and Wu Jiang are here, and if they stay here, I'm afraid there will be a delay. ”

Qiu Shaoling was silent, nodded slightly, and looked at Gu Qiuyu's eyes flashing with a hint of fierceness, and walked back with everyone from the Sword Hall.

Su Bitikong looked at Liu Yiyue in the field with some reluctance, and slowly followed behind the disciples of the Sword Hall.

However, they didn't go too far, they just withdrew from the area, standing on a high place and continuing to observe the situation in the field, even if they couldn't make a move, they wanted to see how the day would end.

When the rest of the warriors saw that the Sword Hall was gone, they took their own helpers and left here.

It didn't take long for the venue, which had been a little lively just now, to become a little quiet, and only the sound of weapons colliding and people's shouts remained.

Song Xian nodded, and slowly walked towards the field with the Qingxuan disciples behind him, and saw that the people from the Jinge Chamber of Commerce and the Shenwu Sect did not leave too far, nor did they say anything, but just glanced at them with warnings.

And Wu Jiang, who has always been kind, is looking at another corner, where Lu Qianli and his Lutong are standing.

Wang Xiaolong looked at Qing Xuan's arrival, and let out a long breath, he didn't know about the arrival of these two old guys before, but he knew that the head of the family had not only sent a group of them.

"It seems that the head of the sect is really bound to win this thing!" Wang Xiaolong said in his heart.

The disciples of Zhenxuan Palace and Shaocun Hall have already sent reinforcements everywhere, especially in the Masonic Sect, where a few middle-aged people with strong internal qi led the team, and they quickly stabilized the Qingxuan disciples who were about to collapse.

The rest of the people, together with Wu Wenxuan, followed behind the two old men and walked towards Wang Xiaolong's position.

Song Xian shouted at Wang Xiaolong from a distance, "Wang Xiaolong, what the hell is going on here? My Qingxuan disciple has suffered such heavy casualties, how can you, the fifth elder, do nothing! Chaoyang has been beaten and doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, don't you know? Still standing here playing with this kid?"

Song Xian's words did not give Wang Xiaolong a trace of affection, although Wang Xiaolong is a fifth elder and his status is higher than that of him, the hall master, but the two are of the same age, they have known each other since childhood, and they have competed with each other all their lives, so they naturally will not take each other's identity in their eyes.

And that "kid" refers to Lu Shi, in Song Xian's eyes, he didn't look at Lu Shu at all.

Wang Xiaolong glared at Song Xian, but did not refute it, focusing on calming his disordered internal qi, Lu Shuzhi was stronger than he imagined.

At this time, a disciple of Cha Heng Hall walked over quickly and reported what happened here to the second elder in detail.

The more Song Xian listened, the deeper his brows furrowed, and the gaze that looked at Lu Shu became cold.

Lu Shu seemed to feel Song Xian's gaze, looked over here, put his hands behind his back, and nodded with a smile.

"Huh?

At this time, Wu Jiang, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly spoke up, and pointed in the direction of Gu Qiuyu with a trembling hand.

The disciple of the Cha Heng Hall said, "This person is Gu Qiuyu. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be the kid from the Gu family who ran out, and he really didn't die in the Broken Sword River. ”

Wu Jiang bent over, like a drooping old man, his face showed wrinkles and moved, as if he was smiling.