"You ......"

Master Huikong froze in place, looking at the figure that walked out of the red light in surprise, it was a burly middle-aged man, with red hair and a square face that was not angry but mighty, looking at Master Huikong with a smile.

"Huikong hasn't seen me for a long time, and you can see me before you die, and you have no regrets!"

The red-haired man sneered, and his two fingers suddenly pointed, only to see more than a dozen crimson sword rays conjuring up, instantly passing through Master Huikong's chest, and flying upside down, crashing into the Buddha hall, and smashing the King Kong statue holding the giant sword.

"Thank you for saving your life!"

Wu Meng almost fell to his knees, weeping bitterly.

"Rubbish, if it weren't for the fact that you still have some use, I wish you would disappear from my eyes now!"

The life and death of his son led the group of the Qingcang Sword Sect to kill him, completely disrupting his plan, but it was the people of Wujian Valley who couldn't resist it and forced him to show up first.

"It's almost dawn, it's time to come out and sweep the garbage!"

An old figure sounded, only to see from the backyard of the ancient temple, an old woman slowly walked from the inside to the front of everyone, she held a broom in her hand, it seemed that she was walking unfast, but every step, it appeared more than ten meters in front of her, and soon came to the fierce battle of the crowd, I saw her waving a broom, knocking out the people of Wujian Valley one by one, whether it was a martial artist in the Ning Dan Realm or a martial artist in the Xuanling Realm, it was impossible to stop the power of her broom.

"Sure enough, there is a very powerful old woman, but your cultivation in the late stage of the Xuanling Realm dares to speak in front of me?"

The redhead snorted coldly, and raised his hand to attack.

"Your opponent is me!"

A faint voice sounded, and the red-haired man changed color instantly, because the voice could appear not far from him unconsciously, which showed that the other party's cultivation should at least be above the Gathering Top Realm.

"Where are the rats, come out and see you!"

The redhead shouted.

"What about coming out!"

Cheng Haotong's figure appeared in the Buddha Hall, he waved his hand, and the stones covering Master Huikong's body were all swept aside, where was the red-haired man hiding just now, even he himself was not sure where he was, and the sudden move, even Cheng Haojun did not take action in time to save Master Huikong, which made him very embarrassed and angry.

Master Huikong's body floated up in the air, slowly moved to the side, and landed in a relatively clean place, Cheng Haoshu lost a breath of true qi for him, occupied the time to protect his heart, and reserved a trace of vitality for him.

"Didn't you say that there was an old monk in the ancient temple who gathered in the top realm?

The red-haired man snorted coldly.

"You don't deserve to let my Uncle Feng make a move, it's enough for me to kill you!"

There was no fluctuation in Cheng Hao's eyes, as if he was talking about an inconsequential matter.

"What a megalomaniacal boy, but you'll pay for your hubris!"

While the red-haired man was talking, he saw that the entire sky was surging, and a large area of the sky turned red, forming a giant sword for more than ten miles in the sky, slashing down with the power of the sky, so that the momentum was enough to split the sword blade peak in half.

Cheng Hao's eyes were like electricity, he had an extra cyan sword in his hand, and suddenly pulled out the scabbard, the blade of the sword was as transparent as autumn water, and his whole body turned into a rapidly flashing brilliance, and the crimson giant sword in the sky had not yet been cut off, he had already passed through the body of the red-haired man, and the speed was as fast as if it had never appeared in anyone's eyes.

Zheng!

Cheng Haotong stood thirty meters behind the red-haired man, the long sword in his hand turned into a sword and was inserted back into the scabbard by him freely, and snorted coldly: "If it weren't for Uncle Feng's confession to spare your life, my sword would have understood you!"

The giant sword in the sky dissipated, the red-haired man's expression froze in place, his chest was blood-red, and his knees fell to the ground, he never dreamed that his decades of cultivation in retreat and hard training would be defeated by a young man's sword, which was an unacceptable result for him.

Cheng Haoshu's sword is very measured, skillfully avoiding the heart of the red-haired man, with the strong vitality of the martial artist of the Gathering Top Realm, it will not be easy to die like that, but the Ren Du Damai in his center was severely damaged by Cheng Haojun, and the true yuan could not be condensed when he occupied the time, not only could he not exert his cultivation, but also suffered a heavy blow, and he was almost no longer combative.

As soon as the red-haired man died, the battle was basically over, and the remaining people in Wujian Valley were disheartened, including Wu Meng, how could they still have the slightest fighting spirit, and they were defeated by the monks of the ancient temple and Ma Xiangli and others without much effort, and they died, those who were captured were captured, and no one escaped.

At the end of the war, the talents of the Shangguan royal family were late, and at this time it was basically dawn, and the sun was rising in the east.

The Shangguan royal family did not send thousands of troops and horses like ordinary dynasties, there were less than ten people, led by three people, standing on the left was the old monk Xiao Fan was familiar with, and the person standing on the right was no stranger, it was Shangguan Lingyun's imperial uncle Shangguan Nanzheng, and the person in the middle, Xiao Fan, had never seen it.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a simple linen coarse robe, but he did not hide his noble temperament in his gestures, and he walked at the head of the crowd in a dragon-like stride.

"Erchen has seen his father!"

Shangguan Lingyun immediately stepped forward and hurriedly made a big salute and asked, "Didn't you say that you went to the Sword Dragon Pond to retreat for three years, why did you come out so quickly?"

"Get up and talk!"

The middle-aged man's eyes showed love, and he waved his hand and said, "If I don't say that, how can I lure out your uncle who is lurking in the shadows?"

The middle-aged man was Shangguan Tianliang, the king of the Southern Sword Kingdom, he walked up to the red-haired man, stretched out his hands to help him up, and said, "Brother Huang, don't come to harm!"

"You give me less of your fake set!"

The red-haired man struggled to open Shangguan Tianliang's hands and staggered back, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still obsessed with your father's inheritance of my throne, I originally thought that time could dilute all hatred, after all, we are brothers whose blood is thicker than water, but I didn't expect you to be carried away by hatred, and it buried your good future!"

Shangguan Tianliang shook his head and said with a rather sad face.

"Phew, what Lao Tzu is most unaccustomed to is your hypocritical face, when you secretly earned Lao Tzu's throne, why didn't you mention the word blood is thicker than water! Is you, an insidious person, also worthy of being the king of the Southern Sword Kingdom? Hmph, the winner is the king and the loser is Kou, if you want to blame me, blame me for bad luck, since it fell into your hands, if you want to kill it, you can scrape it!"

Although the red-haired man was seriously injured, he roared out with all the strength of his body, and his whole body trembled.

"Brother Huang, back then, I was yearning for the way of the sword, and I was not interested in the throne, my father did want you to ascend the throne, but he found that after putting power to you, you were extremely brutal, as long as you are not as you like, even the loyal ministers of the three dynasties who are loyal to my Shangguan family do not kill indiscriminately for any reason, my father once persuaded you, but you just don't listen, and you don't change repeatedly, and the more you do it, my father has no choice but to abolish your crown prince and make me the successor of the Shangguan royal family! But this angered you even more, I didn't expect you to be rebellious, thinking of killing your father and usurping the throne, my father was grief-stricken when he learned about it, and ordered me to kill without mercy, I had no choice but to beat you to a serious injury, but it was to let you live, I originally hoped that you would change your mistakes, and after reflecting on them outside, take the initiative to come back and admit your mistakes, our Shangguan royal family can still accept you, but I didn't expect that you still don't change, it seems that my unbearable is really wrong!"

Shangguan Tianliang sighed continuously, and then said: " In fact, I always knew that you were secretly hiding in the Witch Sword Valley to recuperate, waiting for me to take the opportunity to seize the Purple Electric Green Frost Sword to deal with me when I was not in Sword Screaming City, but you still underestimated the strength of our Shangguan Royal Family, until I became the emperor, I didn't know that it could be described as unfathomable, not to mention that you don't have any chance to enter the Wujian Pavilion, even if you capture the Purple Electric Green Frost Sword, you still don't have any chance against me, the strength of our Shangguan Royal Family, maybe you will never know it in your life! With all that said, I wonder if you have anything else to say?"

(Thank you for your support, starting tomorrow Longteng is going to roar a small outbreak, at least a week, more than 10,000 words a day, as long as the results are good in the future, Longteng will often blow such a tornado, let's roar with Longteng!