"Jian Jiechen, do you remember the old man?"

Just when Jian Jiechen wanted to go down to rescue the disciples of the Sword Sect, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and said gloomily.

Jian Jiechen fixed his eyes, his brows furrowed tightly, this person he was too familiar with, he had not appeared before and thought that he was already dead, but it turned out to be hidden.

This person is his senior brother, and the Ziyang Sword Immortal Sword, who was called the Ziqing Twin Swords with him in the Sword Sect back then, has no regrets.

In the Sword Sect, only the sect master and chief can be named with the surname Jian, but his generation has two Tianjiao, he and Jian Wuregret, so it is also the only time that there are two disciples with the surname of the sword of the same generation.

Jian Wuregret's talent is even worse than him, but he is too much in pursuit of power, and he even does not hesitate to create a great slaughter in order to raise the sword.

In the end, Jian Xin was destroyed by his master Jian Tianyi, and his life and death have been unknown since then.

I didn't expect that after decades, I would be able to see each other here, and I had recovered my cultivation, and I was even about to touch the threshold of the Eight Heavens.

"You're not dead? It seems that if I don't kill you, you won't let me go. ”

Jian Jiechen pulled out the long sword behind his back, his words were full of killing intent, although he was also very anxious in his heart, but he knew that with his sword without regrets against the sword sect, if he didn't distinguish between life and death, I was afraid that he would not be able to get over it no matter what.

Jian Wuregret also took out his saber, it was a black and red long sword, and the moment he took out the sword, the sword on the opposite side suddenly trembled.

"Recognized?" Jian Wuregret stroked the sword body, his face showed a look of obsession, and said with a smile:

"This is my self-created sword cultivation technique, based on human blood, based on the soul, the real sword of killing, raised for decades, junior brother, you are very lucky, you will become the first great grandmaster to be beheaded under my blood god sword."

"The heart is not right, the sword is evil, you are still like this after all, the master let you go for a while, and today this seat will definitely clean up the portal."

Jian Jiechen was furious, but he didn't expect that the master's kindness back then would cause such a result.

Although their monks never look at mortals with a straight eye, they will not kill wantonly, whether it is the court or the cultivation world, mortals are the cornerstone after all.

Moreover, the Sword Sect, as the head of the Tianqian sect, is even more famous and decent, and this kind of scum must not be allowed.

"The tone is not small, then I want to see if you have grown over the years."

After saying that, the sword had no regrets, and the sword flew over in unison, and the blood god sword flashed with a strange red light, which seemed to have the power to capture people's hearts.

Jian Jiechen was locked by the opponent's qi machine, and there was no way to avoid it, so he hurriedly used the strongest form in the Pure Yang Sword Technique, the Heavenly Sword Pure Yang.

I saw that the light on his Qingyang sword was shining, as if it was no longer a sword, but a round of scorching sun.

"Bang".

The two swords collided together, and a violent wave erupted, and in an instant, the entire sky over the Ruins was filled with red and white light.

Except for the two of them sword cultivators, all the other sect masters who were ready to go down to support were also forcibly stopped by the opposing sect forces.

Han Moshan glanced down anxiously, and then stared at the opponent in front of him, it was a master who had just entered the Seventh Heaven, much stronger than him.

"Let's hope you get away with it......"

……

On the other side, Mo Yu, who had never gone to the war, escaped by chance.

If he had been guarding the mountain, facing the siege of the three sects whose average strength was in the Fifth Heaven, I am afraid that many people would have died a long time ago.

Hearing the shouts and killings coming from all around, Mo Yu knew that something might really have happened now.

And the violent movement in the sky also shocked everyone.

"I'm afraid the rescue won't come so soon." Mo Yu frowned, and he hurriedly took out the communication talisman in his arms, wanting to send a message to the great grandmaster who stayed in the flying boat.

But the other party obviously expected that the messenger had become invalid since some time, and no news could be transmitted.

However, there is such a big movement overhead, I believe that as long as there are no dead people or blind people in the flying boat, they can still see it.

As long as the flying boat drove over, they still had a chance, and there were at least seven great grandmasters and nearly a hundred grandmaster masters there.

"Senior brother, let's rush towards the exit position first and move closer to the flying boat." Mo Yu couldn't control the life or death of other sects at this time, and it would be good to take care of the people of Qingling Mountain first.

I'm afraid there are other ambushes on the exit side, and he must send these people to the flying boat before he can really give it a go.

"Okay, let's go, don't take anything with you." Yun Peijun and the others did not hesitate, nodded immediately, and rushed towards the exit with a group of junior brothers and sisters.

Luckily, they descended the mountain early, and camped relatively close to the exit.

In just a few minutes, they had already come to the vicinity of the exit, but the stone gate had been tightly closed, and the entire place of the ruins was also shrouded in a strange formation, unable to fly in the air.

Moreover, on the stone wall that was tens of meters high, there were still several Sixfold Heaven Grandmaster Realm masters, and in the case of not being able to fly, it was not too simple for these Grandmasters to stop their group of Four- or Five-Heaven Cultivators inside the stone wall.

Everyone couldn't help but show a look of despair on their faces.

They were trapped under the stone wall, and once the battle on the Nine Peaks was over, they would face the dilemma of being flanked back and forth.

But with at least three Grandmasters guarding in front of him, it would be easier said than done to break through their defenses.

"Senior brother, send me up, quickly." Mo Yu gritted his teeth, damn, this time I'm going to fight hard again.

Yun Peijun glanced at him with a complicated face, he knew the ability of this little junior brother, what happened last time had always made him feel uneasy, although this time he was not facing the great grandmaster, but the three grandmasters were not easy to deal with.

"Little junior brother, are you sure?"

Mo Yu smiled bitterly, he wasn't sure, but there was no way to do it now, he would be deducted for 20 years if he died, so it was better to fight it himself.

Nodding helplessly, he said, "Sure, I'll drag them down, you guys run quickly." ”

These words instantly shocked the other unknown people present, except for Chen Daniu, no one in the martial arts line knew Mo Yu's true strength.

"Why does he think that he is a rookie of the Twin Heavens, and he can stop the three Sixfold Heavens Grandmasters opposite?"

"And the senior brother still looks like a matter of course......"

"Something must have gone wrong, right? Could it be that something is wrong with my cognition? ”

"It's impossible, he's obviously just a double heaven......"

Mo Yu didn't know what this group of senior brothers and sisters were thinking, even if he knew, it didn't matter, he never cared what others thought of him.

With the help of Yun Peijun, Mo Yu flew to the top of the stone wall like a cannonball.

The three masters of the Grandmaster Realm didn't even raise their eyelids, and the person closest to him just waved his hand lightly, as if he was chasing flies, but the huge palm print released during the wave of his hand instantly slapped Mo Yu back again.

A group of monks: ???

Big brother, it's been less than a second since you went up......