In another space, above the ring of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Jian Fei's white robe was already stained with blood, and the long sword in his hand had become dim, and the demon war puppet who was fighting against him, although there were several sword marks on his body, was still extremely fast at this moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey, although Fei'er has immortal talent, his realm is still a little weaker, it is extremely easy for him to retreat in front of this demon war puppet, but it is difficult to defeat him!" The white-haired old man of the Heavenly Sword Sect let out a light sigh with his eyes shining.

"If this continues, Fei'er will definitely lose, and it seems that he can only use the hole cards left by the Swordless Ancestor!" said the powerhouse of the Heavenly Sword Sect on the side with a solemn expression.

"Well, if you use the hole cards, this demon war puppet can be killed in one hit, but you don't know Fei'er's character, what he doesn't like the most is to use external forces, otherwise he would have used it a long time ago!"

"Fei'er, this kid, everything is fine, but he doesn't know how to be flexible!"

"This is a bad statement, do you know why the swordless ancestor likes him, it is because of this, to practice the way of the sword, what you want is a heart that is brave and indomitable, if you blindly rely on external forces, then Fei'er's sword path will not reach such a realm!

"However, this time is a major event for my Heavenly Sword Sect, for thousands of years, the sect has spent no amount of manpower and financial resources to return empty-handed, this time, several ancestors have also issued orders, be sure to retrieve the inheritance. So, that hole card is indispensable!" The white-haired old man continued, and then his expression moved, and he spoke to Jian Fei in the center of the ring.

Although Jian Fei was a little embarrassed at this time, and there was a hint of tiredness in his eyes, there was a trace of imperceptible edge hidden in the depths of those eyes. Even though it is passive everywhere, the edge is like an unquenchable fire.

As if receiving a message from the white-haired old man, a trace of fluctuation appeared on Jian Fei's face. But it was fleeting.

"Fei'er, don't hesitate, this matter is not trivial, you also know what the swordless ancestor means, don't keep your hands!" The white-haired old man's voice sounded from Jian Fei's mind. Jian Fei's expression was still the same, but the white-haired old man was not anxious. He understands Jian Fei and is not the kind of person who does not distinguish between the important and the serious.

Jian Fei picked up the green mang in his hand, and with a sword, he swung away the attack of the demon war puppet, and his figure stood in the void. A trace of fluctuation flashed in his eyes, and he slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and then pointed at the sword body. The long sword, which had been somewhat dimly lit, suddenly burst into a green light, and a breathless aura so powerful that it suffocated poured out of it.

The green mang converged towards one place, and a yellow-robed figure appeared, but if you look closely, it is a phantom. However, at the moment when this phantom appeared, all the powerhouses of the Heavenly Sword Sect, including Jian Fei, all showed a look of awe.

The yellow-robed phantom has black hair hanging down his shoulders, and although he looks old, his eyes are shining like two stars. Every gesture exudes an inexplicable and powerful power, which makes people look up.

The yellow-robed old man's gaze swept over, and finally landed on the body of the demon war puppet. The old man in the yellow robe was silent, but slowly raised his right hand, and once the seemingly dry hand was raised, suddenly, the wind surged, and the sky and the earth changed color. The void all around them became uneasy.

Then he looked at the vitality here, and frantically condensed towards the old man's fingers, like a storm, and in front of the old man, a huge lightsaber was gradually condensed, as thin as cicada wings. It was only when it was a hundred feet long that the surroundings became quiet.

However, above the huge lightsaber, there was a strong and incomparably domineering aura. Everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect felt suffocated, and they were also looking at the yellow-robed old man in the sky with great enthusiasm.

"Slash!" The yellow-robed old man's face was calm and unremarkable, and with a flick of his fingers, the hundred-zhang lightsaber went sideways into the air, heading straight for the demon war puppet. The demon war puppet seemed to feel a challenge, and a low roar kept coming from his mouth. The demonic energy was surging all over his body, but under the shroud of that huge lightsaber, the demon war puppets couldn't move a bit.

"Click!" The hundred-zhang lightsaber came out of the air, slashed down from the middle of the demon puppet's body, and directly cut its body in half, which was not counting, but I could hear the clicking sound from the ring below, like the fate of the demon puppet. In front of everyone's eyes, a bottomless ravine with a length of thousands of feet appeared.

From beginning to end, even when such a powerful attack broke out, the old man in the yellow robe always looked calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Before everyone could react, the mutation regenerated, and from the void, there was a sudden roar, as if the sky was thundering, and then a purple thunder light blasted down from above the nine heavens. fell directly on the body of the yellow-robed old man. The old man in the yellow robe did not resist, but smiled slightly. It was extinguished in the light of thunder.

The thunder light seemed to be coming towards the old man in the yellow robe, the old man in the yellow robe was extinguished, the thunder light gradually dissipated, and the sky returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, but the huge ravine left on the ground was still shocking.

At the same moment, I don't know how many thousands of miles away, on top of a steep mountain peak that towered into the clouds, there was an old man in a yellow robe sitting cross-legged, with black hair and closed eyes, as the old man trembled, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old man slowly opened his eyes. It's like two stars. The old man's appearance was the same as that summoned by Jian Fei.

"Hey, the ban in the Fallen Lands is really powerful. But luckily Fei'er, they should have already passed the second level!" the old man muttered to himself, and then closed his eyes again.

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In the place of the fall, in the space where the Heavenly Sword Sect was located, the strong men of the Heavenly Sword Sect welcomed Jian Fei back, perhaps because the scene just now was too shocking, and they were silent for a while.

"The Swordless Ancestor is desperately injured and cultivated to help us and others kill the demon war puppet, and his old man must be attacked by the prohibition here. I'm going to get the inheritance, Fei'er, it's up to you next!" the white-haired old man spoke first, having regained his previous majesty.

Jian Fei didn't speak, just nodded lightly. Looking back at the thousand-zhang ravine that had been split by the swordless ancestor's sword, his eyes became more and more determined.

Similarly, in the other spaces, the people of the Purple Yang Sect, the Ming Dao Sect, and the Liuyun Academy had almost solved their respective opponents. The methods used were similar to those of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

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In the space where Tang Long was, Tang Long looked at the black slag and other things on the ring, and clapped his hands with satisfaction. This slag is the "bones" of the demon war puppet, but under Tang Long's raging fire, it has become like this.

It is said that Tang Long can be regarded as taking advantage, if it weren't for the strong restraint of the Flame Fist Gang against this demon war puppet, Tang Long wanted to defeat it, the chance was very small. However, restraint is restraint, which is also a manifestation of strength.

"The second level should be over, I don't know what the next level is. It's best to have a few demon war puppets, hehe!" A smile appeared on the corner of Tang Long's mouth, the Flame Fist Gang had extremely strong restraint on the demonic qi, and Tang Long's confidence was also full.

As soon as the words fell, Tang Long only felt that his eyes were dark, and he knew that he was about to be teleported out. However, the location of the teleportation was not on the platform where Tang Long was before, but inside a huge palace. As soon as he appeared, Tang Long's expression became solemn. The palace is huge. It's just that it's extremely eerie, only on the walls around it, there is a faint light, and you can barely see the surrounding situation.

"Huh, how can anyone come in 1" A voice with a question sounded from Tang Long's left side, causing Tang Long's hair to explode all over his body. Suddenly looking up, Tang Long couldn't help but open his mouth slightly. Not far away, there were quite a few figures shaking.

The three major sects, as well as the Liuyun Academy, how did they come together! Tang Long was secretly frightened. As far as he could see, the people of the three major sects and the Liuyun Academy each occupied a place. However, Tang Long seemed extremely deserted here, alone. And Tang Long also saw Lu Changtian, and the cold glint in his eyes flashed imperceptibly.

The person who spoke just now was the person from the Ziyang Sect who was closest to Tang Long, and the others also discovered Tang Long's existence, and their eyes were fixed on Tang Long's body.

"Who are you, and how did you come here?" asked an old man in the Purple Sun Sect coldly.

Tang Long was very unhappy when he heard his tone. Said coldly: "How did I come here, you don't know?"

"You also broke in, but the old man doesn't seem to have seen you in other forces!"

"Joke, look at your cultivation, it's normal that you haven't seen me!"

"You ......"

"What are you, I am a member of the Leng family, and now I am not qualified to stand here. Do you doubt this token, or do you suspect the few strong men guarding outside the Demon Sealing Palace?" Tang Long said with a shake in his hand at some point.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the Leng family to hide quite deeply, it seems that the position of the first family of the Yuwen family is not guaranteed!" In Liuyun Academy, a voice sounded. Tang Long's expression turned cold, and the person who spoke was Lu Changtian. However, Tang Long will not be stupid enough to reveal his identity now.

"Since you are a member of the Leng family, why are you the only one and the other members of the Leng family?" said the white-haired old man in the Heavenly Sword Sect with a gleam in his eyes.

"How can my Leng family's background be compared to you!"

"Then why did you come in, not the young master of the Leng family, Leng Ye? Don't you know that the interlocutor can only be under the age of a hundred?"

Tang Long thought in his heart, he didn't expect that there was such a request, no wonder no one took the inheritance of this place for thousands of years, and it had something to do with it.

"Hmph, that waste in the cold night, Ben Shao still can't look down on it, the position of the young master was given to him by Ben Shao, as for age, don't worry about it!" Tang Long was extremely cold and arrogant at this time. A look that doesn't take everyone seriously.