It is really the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, the hatred is as deep as the sea, the number of casualties on both sides of the battle for many years is more than 10,000, relatives and friends, masters and brothers, brothers and sisters, all died in the hands of each other, and their hatred is deeper than the sea.

Liu Zhengfeng actually made friends with the elders of the Sun Moon Divine Sect and called him a brother and a brother, how could he not make everyone feel cold, even the disciples of the Hengshan Sect felt a piercing chill.

The rest of the heads of the major factions have stopped and are no longer involved in the affairs between Liu Zhengfeng and Songshan.

"Liu Zhengfeng, if you dare to wash again! I will kill your whole family,"

Ding Mian's eyes were contemptuous, he smiled coldly, and said in a cold voice.

"Son, are you afraid?"

Liu Zhengfeng smiled, didn't care, and asked in his mouth, cowardice and fearlessness coexist,

"Amitabha, donors, please stop, it's not too late to wait for the poor monk to send congratulatory gifts!"

Seeing Liu Zhengfeng's performance, Zhang Tiandao secretly felt unhappy in his heart, everyone wants to kill your wife and daughter, but he was indifferent and gave you the evil sword spectrum.

And if he doesn't open his mouth, I'm afraid that Liu Zhengfeng's family will really be slaughtered, and the Liu family will be destroyed, although he is not a saint and likes to be a savior, he will do what he can.

As soon as Zhang Tiandao's voice fell, he directly attracted everyone's attention again, Lin Zhennan faced the eyes of Zhongqiang, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he secretly complained about Zhang Tiandao in his heart.

"Lin Yuantu, the founder of the Fuwei Dart Bureau in the past, with the seventy-two ways of the evil sword spectrum to shock the black and white, the poor monk will give you the evil sword spectrum today, who is disloyal, unkind and unfilial!"

Zhang Tiandao faced the eyes of the strong people, his eyes widened, and the strong momentum was wrapped in a thick murderous aura that emanated.

The murderous aura that killed nearly a thousand people, how could it be underestimated, the entire hall was filled with a cold evil aura, and the temperature seemed to drop.

"What a rage!"

Many people in the rivers and lakes looked away, and their hearts were cold, and there were very few people in the entire hall who could look at Zhang Tiandao at this time.

Among them was the Dingyi Master of the Hengshan Sect, whose gaze at Zhang Tiandao was full of solemnity, and a cold snort came out of his mouth.

"Hehehe!"

Yue Buqun's eyes flashed, and a chuckle came out of his mouth, dissipating the solemn and oppressive atmosphere in the hall into invisibility.

"Monk! It's you!"

Ding Mian and Fei Bin only discovered Zhang Tiandao's figure at this time, they snorted coldly in their mouths, and murderous intent appeared in their eyes, the scene of being played by Zhang Tiandao appeared in front of them, but they didn't dare to do it, and they were extremely afraid of Zhang Tiandao's methods.

"Monk! I, Liu Zheng, am sitting upright! How can I allow you to slander!"

Liu Zhengfeng also snorted coldly, the most important skin in the rivers and lakes, Zhang Tiandao said in front of the public, saying that he was disloyal, unkind and unfilial, how could he not be angry.

"Hehehe!" Zhang Tiandao sneered at the corner of his mouth, and then said: "Intersecting with Qu Yang, do you think you have ever felt ashamed of the disciples of the Hengshan Sect who died at the hands of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect in the past?

In the face of the fact that his wife and daughter will be killed, he is indifferent, because he is unkind! Seeing that his children will be killed, the way of filial piety is the greatest! It is for the sake of unfilial piety! How can he not be a person who is unfaithful, unkind, and unfilial!"

"You....!"

Liu Zhengfeng was furious, pointed his finger at Zhang Tiandao, trembling, but he didn't know what to say, and he couldn't refute it.

"Seems to have some truth in that!"

"yes!

...

Many people in the rivers and lakes below, thinking about Zhang Tiandao's words, discussed a lot, and looked at Liu Zhengfeng's eyes full of weirdness.

"Liu Zhengfeng! The poor monk doesn't understand many truths! But the poor monk knows that people live in the world! The right parents are the right ones, and the lower ones are worthy of their wives and daughters! The evil sword spectrum is given to you!"

Zhang Tiandao smiled disdainfully at the corner of his mouth, looking down on such cowards the most, took out the robe with the sword spectrum written on it from his arms, and threw it towards Liu Zhengfeng.

At this moment, whether it was Ding Mian and Fei Bin who were staring at Zhang Tiandao, or the wandering martial arts people, their eyes were all focused on the robe floating in the air.

Liu Zhengfeng was even more startled, seeing the robe fall to the ground, but he didn't dare to reach out to pick it up.

"Evil Sword Spectrum?"

Many martial arts people are dry-mouthed, looking at the robe on the ground full of blazing, peerless martial arts, who doesn't want it,

However, he also had some doubts in his heart, and asked Zhang Tiandao suspiciously, confirming whether it was true or false.

"Amitabha! I don't know if it's true or not, but this robe was found by a poor monk in the Lin family's ancestral house!"

Zhang Tiandao smiled indifferently, neither telling the truth nor telling the truth, just telling the origin of the robe, but it made people believe it even more, and looked forward to Yu Canghai making a move, killing him when the time came, and completing the task.

The Lin family does not have a sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, so it can be said that Lin Zhennan's family is already safe! Just wait for Yu Canghai to die, and the task will be completed directly.

The hall fell into a deathly silence, except for Zhang Tiandao in the hall, all the martial artists were hidden from their bodies, guarding against each other, looking at the robes of the eyes were getting hotter and hotter, and then the scarlet color appeared in the eyes,

"Since everyone doesn't believe it, let me verify the truth!"

The atmosphere was stiff, and a warrior outside the hall finally couldn't bear it anymore, and performed light skills, jumped over the crowd, and pounced on the robe.

"I'm coming!"

Before the man could touch the robe, he was knocked away by a huge force, but a martial artist chased after him.

Seeing someone make a move, many martial arts people outside the hall had green light in their eyes, and they no longer cared about the heads of many famous families, and rushed towards the hall one after another.

The heart is full of greed, as long as you get the evil sword spectrum, you will be the next Lin Yuantu, the power of black and white, what is the fear of the famous faction!

|“ Everyone, please stop! Don't hurt your peace!"

Yue Buqun's eyes flickered, and he hesitated in his heart, whether to make a move or not, seeing that what he was thinking in his heart was right in front of him but he couldn't make a move, how painful it was.

Once he takes the lead, he will definitely fall into passivity, Huashan may fall into a crisis, Yue Buqun's eyes flickered, and then turned into a trace of ruthlessness.

The Evil Warding Sword Sect must not be obtained by the rivers and lakes scattered cultivation, otherwise the world is so big that it will not be able to find it at all.

The figure stepped out suddenly, stood in front of the robe, and said with righteousness in his mouth,

"Fuck off"

The martial arts people who rushed up had already been dazzled by greed, and when they saw Yue Buqun actually blocking in front of their robes, they didn't want to slash over.

"Whew!"

Yue Buqun didn't seem to see it, he was directly slashed on the shoulder by the long knife, and the blood stained the red green shirt.

"Master!" the disciples of the Huashan Sect were shocked and quickly rushed towards Yue Buqun.

"Bastard! Evil Demon Outer Dao! Dare to hurt my fellow Wuyue Sword Sect! Where is the disciple of Songshan! Kill!"

Ding Mian and Fei Bin looked at each other, they both saw the joy in each other's eyes, and they were trying to get a reason, and the reason was sent directly to the door.

"Where is the disciple of Taishan!

"Qingcheng Sect disciples! Kill with me! Avenge the Junzi Sword!"

....

As if they had made an appointment, the heads of the various sects relied on the excuse that Yue Buqun was injured.

Flesh and blood flying, blood splashing, swords entering flesh, skulls and stumps falling to the ground, and screams are endless.