Not far away, the eyes of several realm cultivators who had gathered their breath fell on Huang Lao Liu.

"What do you think he's going to choose?"

An old man in a purple robe looked to his side and whispered.

"Is this still a choice?" A middle-aged man wearing a green robe with a cloud pattern flashing on his shirt said lightly: "This step is no less than one step to the sky." ”

"As long as he stands side by side with Tang Chi Gongzi today, he will have a credit for this battle."

"A mere mortal was invited by Tang Chi Gongzi."

The middle-aged cultivator's words made the people around him look at Huang Lao Liu again, and their faces showed envy and jealousy.

None of them were qualified to stand side by side with Tang Chi, but Huang Lao Liu was invited.

"Who made him a member of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect......" the white-haired old man who spoke sighed softly.

Jiuxuan Sword Gate, the second of the Four Sword Sects in Western Xinjiang.

These outsiders can only envy.

Under the big tree, in front of the golden steps.

Huang Lao Liu pondered for a long time before shaking his head.

"Senior Brother Tang, it's windy up there, and I, a mortal, still can't go up."

When the words fell, whether it was Tang Chi who was standing at the top of the tree, or the realm powerhouse who was paying attention from afar, their faces changed.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Tang Chi's eyes, staring at Huang Lao Liu, and then nodded and said, "That's fine." ”

With that, he waved his hand, and the golden steps dissipated.

Huang Lao Liu took out an envelope and said in a loud voice: "Senior Brother Tang, this is the letter that Qingfeng Guanfeng Daoist asked me to pass on to you. ”

Breeze view.

Wind and road people.

This letter is finally here.

Those realm powerhouses looked at the letter in Huang Laoliu's hand, and then looked at Tang Chi.

This letter decided the direction of this life-and-death battle involving hundreds of thousands of cultivators.

Tang Chi waved his hand, and the envelope fell into the palm of his hand.

He held the envelope in his hand, looked at Huang Laoliu and said, "What do you think this letter will say?" ”

Huang Lao Liu shook his head and said, "I don't know what the letter says. ”

"I don't know what Senior Brother Tang will do."

"I just want to rescue Pingmei."

After speaking, he took Gao Xiaoxuan by the hand, turned around and left slowly.

Tang Chi, who was holding the envelope, had a constantly changing expression on his face, and finally snorted coldly.

He glanced into the distance, and his figure moved, and he disappeared in place.

"Fool."

There was his whisper in the wind.

"Really, fool." Among the several realm masters, someone shook his head and whispered.

"Sure enough, it's a mortal." Someone laughed, turned around and left.

……

An hour later, a master on Yunchao Ridge went to the rebel station, and replied on behalf of Tang Chi Gongzi of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect that at noon tomorrow, he would let go of the avenue and let these traitors leave.

If you are willing to stay, you will stay.

Qingfeng Guan and several other sects had no objections.

In the big tent, listening to the noisy cheers outside, Tang Chi had a smile on his face.

"Shizi, it's one step away." Behind him, a middle-aged man in a green robe spoke excitedly.

If Han Muye was here, he would definitely recognize this person's identity.

Qin Yuanhe.

At the beginning, he broke the cultivation with a sword, and Qin Yuanhe, who didn't know life and death.

At this time, Qin Yuanhe didn't have much cultivation on his body, and his eyes were cloudy.

"Don't call me Shizi."

A look of disgust flashed on Tang Chi's face, and he said coldly, "I'm not interested in what you are asking for. ”

"I want to settle the dispute on Fengshou Mountain in a battle, and become famous in the western frontier, what you want is the passage pressed under the Yunchao Ridge."

"After this battle, we broke off relations."

Hearing Tang Chi's words, Qin Yuanhe nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, when the power of the blood sacrifice breaks through this passage, the Lord Commander will lead us out of the Tianxuan World, and we will never contact you again." ”

"Of course, if the prince is willing, the Lord Commander is more willing to take you out of this realm."

"After all, you're his bloodline."

Tang Chi didn't speak, just turned around and walked out of the big tent.

Outside the big tent, the cheers were even louder.

Qin Yuanhe, who was standing in the tent, shook his head, with joy on his face.

"After planning for a thousand years, there is finally hope."

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In a leeward part of the forest, a bonfire crackled and burned.

The aroma of the hare roasting on the fire is overflowing.

Huang Lao Liu tore off a rabbit leg and handed it to Gao Xiaoxuan.

"Be careful, it's hot."

Gao Xiaoxuan nodded again and again, and couldn't wait to reach out and take it, biting it down.

The little white fox pulled at him, and seemed to be hungry.

"You said that this Yunchaoling also has the power to seal the town?" Huang Lao Liu tore a small piece of meat by himself, and asked in a low voice while chewing lightly.

His teeth have never been very good.

"Well, I also walked to Yunchao Ridge to feel the existence of this closed town, and the passage of this closed town here is much more hidden than that of Jiuxuan Mountain." Gao Xiaoxuan nodded, and sent the bones that were gnawed quickly to the mouth of the little white fox.

The little white fox is not disgusted.

Huang Lao Liu looked at the bonfire in front of him, and his eyes reflected the flickering flames.

"I just want to save Sister Ping, and then be a mortal in peace."

"I really don't want to let go of that unpredictable power of the blockade."

Hearing his words, Gao Xiaoxuan looked up at him.

The little white fox also stared at Huang Lao Liu with his eyes grunting.

……

On the second day, the sun rose in the east and gradually hung over the middle of the sky.

Noon.

In front of Yunchao Ridge, a group of traitorous cultivators looked nervous and walked forward slowly.

In such a place full of strong people, even the strong people in the realm do not dare to fly away rashly.

If you are in mid-air, you may be ambushed.

"Tang Chi Gongzi, we are here according to the agreement."

"I hope to give us a way out."

Standing in front of the group of traitors was an old man in a gray robe with a soaring aura on his body. Gu Chen

Jindan Triple.

With this kind of cultivation, even in a large sect, you can be an elder.

With this old man taking the lead, several powerful people in the realm around him supported the morale of the rebel army.

"Hehe, Sect Master Hao, do you really want to stay?"

"The conditions offered by this son are not lower than those of the Southern Wilderness, right?"

Tang Chi's voice came, standing on a piece of sycamore wood, with several realm masters guarding him.

"Tang Gongzi, as the saying goes, good horses don't eat back grass, I won't stop them if they want to stay, and if they don't want to stay, I hope Tang Gongzi will give them a way out." The gray-robed old man looked at Tang Chi and said loudly.

Tang Chi nodded and raised his hand to make a move.

In the mountains and forests behind him, blood and spiritual light rose one after another, and then dispersed, leaving a passage.

The gray-robed old man's face flashed with joy, he nodded, his body moved, and he ran forward.

Others also hurriedly followed.

There are quite a few practitioners who seem to be reluctant to leave, so they just stand where they are.

In a moment, tens of thousands of cultivators were already running in the mountains and forests.

Tang Chi, who was standing on the top of the tree, had a faint smile on his face.

"Boom-"

There was a tremor in the distant sky.

That's the location of Fengshou Mountain.

The clouds kept rolling.

Those who had fled and rebelled ran quickly, wanting to leave as quickly as possible.

"That's not right!"

Suddenly, the gray-robed old man in front of him changed his complexion, and roared angrily: "There is a formation!" ”

As his words fell, cyan aura rose all around.

Mist and light rose to cover all who fled.

One after another, figures wearing red armor appeared in the mist, holding spears, and a black demon bull phantom appeared on their bodies.

"Boom-"

The gray-robed old man, who was the leader of the rebel army, was repelled by a spear.

An old man in black armor strode forward with a spear in his hand, and with a single blow he raised his hand, he knocked several realm masters into vomiting blood.

"Red Flame—"

The old man snorted.

"Battle-"

Countless shouts echoed in the mist.

In the fog, I don't know how many people are killing silently.

Outside the mountains and forests, whether it was the traitors who stayed in place, or those masters who came with Tang Chi, they all watched silently.

They couldn't see the mist, only saw a series of figures in red armor rushing into the forest, killing the dizzy cultivators.

These people are Tang Chi's backhand!

Suddenly, everyone was slightly stunned.

The original smile on Tang Chi's face also retracted, revealing ruthlessness.

"Boom-"

Huang Laoliu, who was holding a long sword, walked through the mountains and forests, and with a sword, he cut open the space in front of him.

Under his sword, both trees and cultivators were cut off.

At this time, there is a repressive power in him.

As soon as he slashed it open, the formation power of that space dispersed.

Cultivators who were originally spinning around will be able to find their way.

"Keep up with him!"

Someone whispered, following behind Huang Laoliu.

Huang Lao Liu waved the long sword in his hand and slashed through the obstacle in front of him.

"Pingmei ......"

The fog cleared, and among the dozens of cultivators in front of her, the female cultivator with her hands locked and her hair unkempt was not Lu Qingping.

In Lu Qingping's eyes at this time, Huang Laoliu's figure with a sword was really like a fairy.

"Brother Zhenxiong ......"

Tears flowed from Lu Qingping's eyes.

From deliberately selling the long sword at the beginning, leaving clues, to later hearing that the sixth brother went down the mountain, there were people looking for the sixth sister-in-law everywhere.

Lu Qingping didn't dare to let others know that Huang Lao Liu was looking for her.

But she rejoiced in her heart and waited secretly.

At that time, she looked forward to Huang Lao Liu wearing gold armor and stepping on the clouds every day.

It's just that she didn't expect that the situation would become like this, her identity would be exposed, and Qingfeng Guan and other rebellious sects would use her as a bargaining chip.

At this time, what Lu Qingping was most afraid of was Huang Lao Liu coming to save her.

Fortunately, the army gathered by Huang Laoliu was conscripted, and with Huang Laoliu's own strength, he would definitely not be able to come.

However, now, Huang Lao Liu is standing in front of her.

"Brother Zhenxiong, you, you're so stupid......" Lu Qingping burst into tears and said with a smile.

Huang Lao Liu also smiled, missing his front teeth.

"Cangchang—"

A long sword was pressed against Lu Qingping's neck, and the gloomy face of the Fengxu Daoist gritted his teeth and looked at Huang Lao Liu: "Take us out of here." ”

"Or I'll kill her."

Lu Qingping shook her head.

Huang Lao Liu nodded.

With a sweep of the long sword, Huang Lao Liu turned around and ran.

Feng Sudao was overjoyed, grabbed Lu Qingping, and led the others to follow in stride.

The fog didn't seem to affect Huang Lao Liu at all, he slashed a path with his sword and went out of the mountains and forests.

Standing on the top of the tree, Tang Chi's face was ugly.

From the outside, it could be seen that more and more people were gathering behind Huang Lao Liu, and the red-armored soldiers who attacked and killed with the power of the mist could no longer be suppressed.

"Huang Lao Liu, do you really want to betray the Nine Xuan Sword Sect?"

Tang Chi gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

Huang Lao Liu's footsteps paused and stood there.

"Sixth brother, Jiuxuan Mountain has me."

At this moment, a clear voice came.

In mid-air, a streamer pierced the fog and hung quietly over the mountain forest.

The white shirt is fluttering, the temples are white, and the blue and purple swords are on his back.

Nine Xuan Sword Gate Sword Pavilion Sword Viewer, Han Muye.

"Brother." Huang Lao Liu grinned, and the long sword in his hand slashed down.