“？”

The faces of the ten Si Ying were completely gloomy, with their sky-like realm and a body of power that could destroy the world, Xin Zhuo's every move in front of them was as immature and ridiculous as a three-year-old child.

At the moment just now, Xin Zhuo was just thundering and raining, and the momentum was there, but the punch didn't hit the evil god statue at all.

This made the last bit of patience of the ten people completely wear out, they never thought that after a long time of fake death, the mentality is like a 10,000-year-old turtle, as soon as they wake up, they will be repeatedly affected by an ant-like kid!

Let him die, no more of his hand!

Yuan Ji Tianwei, the lowly juniors should not be offended.

The unruly man immediately made a move, and a terrifying and strange black light descended in an instant, blocking between Xin Zhuo and the teleportation aura, in a state of enveloping and killing.

With his strength, not to mention Xin Zhuo, even if he is a master of the five decays of heaven and man, there is nowhere to escape!

However, Xin Zhuo suddenly bowed his body slightly, his hands quickly sealed, his body was flushed with a yellow color, and he quickly recited the words in his mouth: "Come like thunder to collect anger, like the heaven and earth condensing clear light, the teleporter can do as he wishes, and the flyer walks in the heavens, eh!"

"Hum—"

The body blurred instantly, ignoring the rebellious man's methods and burrowing into the aura.

"The Evil Saint's Evil God Teleportation Technique?"

The ten people were all shocked, and then Si Ying and the girl shot at the same time, "one palm, one jade finger" into the aura.

It's a pity that it's a step too slow.

Xin Zhuo vanished, but the dense gears of the teleportation aura were shattered.

The dead space was silent.

After a long time, Na Si Ying looked at the rebellious man angrily: "Chen Fang! Why did this kid thousands of years later have the teleportation technique of the evil saint? ”

The girl also said angrily: "The evil saint once fought with Jiang Yan, the grandson of the Seven Emperors, in the Nine Heavens Mountains and Seas, and cultivated the technique of immortal teleportation for his own use. Chen Fang, what are your intentions? ”

“？”

Even if the unruly man is the honor of Yuanji, and his mood is calm, his mind is almost lost at this moment, and his face is at a loss, "I, how do I know?" What does it have to do with me? ”

Na Si Ying's chest rose and fell: "Taichong, Bauhinia, Huangquan and some hidden places are afraid that they will all be born, if the task we are waiting for cannot be completed, it will be difficult to escape punishment, and you will use the residual true qi to forcibly rush through the pass!"

"When the time comes, this evil boy will be severely tortured, punished to a thousand thunder platforms and killed by lightning strikes, and his soul will be suppressed forever!"

……

"Zhuo'er! You are not filial, you have fought for the sect several times, and you do not hesitate to die without a trace, but do you know that the inheritance of the teacher will be broken, and the teacher will have to sit on the life and death pass in the future, I don't know if it can be done, once you die, you are not a disciple but you are not left and right......"

Xuantian Sword Sect, Xuantian Peak, behind the Xuantian Palace, between the valleys leading to the inner hall of the sect with dozens of miles of mountain ladders, hundreds of flowers bloom, and the spirit grass is verdant and green.

Liu Qingfeng was dressed in plain clothes, standing in the place where Xin Zhuo disappeared that day, muttering to himself, there was a huge incense burner on the side, and the incense burner was burning with green smoke.

This is a memorial.

In Elder Liu's heart, Xin Zhuo is an incomparable disciple, a successor to the mantle, and a kid who has created miracles countless times, and this mantle is really incomprehensible.

Moreover, although he is not good at words, he is also cold and abnormal on weekdays, and loves face, but his inner feelings are very rich.

Now that the disciples of the other sects have returned, only Xin Zhuo has not moved, and there is no need to think about it, he is dead.

At this moment, the love is strong, looking up to the sky and sighing, two lines of hot tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

Behind him, the master Chu Siniang, Elder Ma Feng, Elder Sang Tu, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Bai Jiansan, and Gongsun Li all looked worried.

Lord Zhao Yi stood quietly aside, without any expression on his face.

Not far away, Jiang Yuwei, Li Sijun and others had hazy tears in their eyes, and they were unspeakable for a long time.

"Why is Elder Liu acting so coy? Who didn't have an apprentice dead? ”

In the sea of mist on the opposite mountain cliff, Li Wuxie, the sect leader of the Lingyun Sect, Shen Wumen, the sect leader of the Haotian Sect, Xuanyuan Linghai, the master of the Cloud and Mist Sea, the abbot of the Leiyin Temple, Master Sumeru, the sect leader of the Hehuan Holy Sect, and the Zhuxian Great Sect Advocate Baguio and others stood with their hands in their hands, their faces indifferent.

A day has passed since all the disciples returned, and some of the masters who have traveled far have left, but the Eighteen Sect Masters and Elders have not yet left, and most of the remaining disciples from the family are seriously injured and cannot afford to travel long distances and need to recuperate; Second, they all had a little thought, I don't know if Da Luo came from the Xuantian Sword Sect?

It is rumored in the Middle Ages that the predecessor of the Xuantian Sword Sect was the "Xuantian Palace" of Da Luo, which belonged to the lineage, and if it came from here, it could also meet with the masters of the main sect thousands of years ago for the first time and discuss the future in detail.

Yesterday, the details of Xin Zhuo's killing of Xie Wujiang and Bai Zong had been explained clearly, but to be honest, the sect masters still couldn't let go.

In the eyes of these old ancestors who returned from fake death, except for the top few sect master successor disciples and a few genius disciples, the other disciples were not heavy, and they died.

Eccentricity is something that the elders have never been able to explain.

Xin Zhuo originally had a great favor to the Eighteen Sects, but the kindness was too heavy and became a burden, and everyone was very repulsed in their hearts, and this time he killed his own eldest disciple, even if he died, everyone was still in a complicated mood.

Therefore, it was difficult for Elder Liu Qingfeng's slightly naïve sacrifice not to arouse the observation and ridicule of a group of sect masters.

"The big disciples of your families are selfish and murderous, damn it!"

Liu Qingfeng did not show weakness, and said coldly: "My beloved disciple Xin Zhuo, who has saved eighteen sects in danger several times, has worked hard and is extremely affectionate, how can the two be compared?"

After a pause, he said, "Your disciples, even if you give my beloved disciple shoes, you are not worthy!"

"Liu Qingfeng, you really lived a handful of years in vain!"

Li Wuxi angrily reprimanded: "The words of the heart are really biased!"

Confucian master Zong Laoqiu also said angrily: "Elder Liu, how can this really be true, is it true that you are talking about people?"

"Don't drag the text with Lao Tzu!"

Liu Qingfeng sneered: "When I pass the life and death barrier, I will learn from the sect masters as soon as possible!"

"You can talk to me now!"

Zhang Biyao stepped into the air, her expression was as cold as ice, "This sect master descended to the realm and only used the power of the spiritual platform, what do you think?" ”

"When Liu is afraid that you won't succeed?"

A little under Liu Qingfeng's feet, the person had already arrived in the air, and the momentum of the spirit platform entering the ruins was not even lower than the Hun Yuan Void Initial Realm.

Just when the two of them were tense, there was a strong Hunyuan power in the distance, which was between the two, like the waves of a long river, which made people's hearts tremble.

"Senior brother, Meng Lang!" In the distance, there was a rebuke from Dao Zhen without the slightest emotion.

Liu Qingfeng exhaled and dispersed his momentum, Senior Brother Dao Zhen, he has always been true to his word, but now that Elder Chu Da Taishang is not here, he really can't wipe his face.

However, Zhang Biyao was unwilling, sneered, and said, "Brother Dao Zhen, Elder Liu of your sect insulted my sect disciples, how can you explain this matter?"

Li Wuxie, Zong Laoqiu and others also stepped forward together: "Please also ask Brother Dao to give an explanation!"

I can't be angry with Xin Zhuo, so I can only discuss it with his master.

Dao Zhen stepped into the air, blinked to the front, looked at Liu Qingfeng, and said in a dull voice: "Senior Brother Liu, you still need to give senior brother thin noodles and make compensation to the sect masters, right?"

"A bunch of old guys are very boring, what's wrong with this kind of thing?"

Liu Qingfeng breathed rapidly, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and a five-colored sword behind his back slowly came out of the sheath.

Dao Zhen's face changed, and he said angrily: "Senior Brother Liu, you dare?"

Everyone in the world knows that the Xuantian Sword Sect's two great mountain protection spirit treasures have unpredictable abilities, but they don't know that the sword behind the sword peak and willow breeze is the first spirit treasure of this sect!

With this angry shout, the masters and disciples of various sects in the palaces in all directions who had not yet left flew into the air to watch.

The atmosphere was a little solemn.

"Whoa—"

At this moment, a figure that should not exist suddenly appeared out of thin air, and as soon as it landed, it coughed violently a few times, and its momentum flickered and disappeared, as if the realm was unstable.

The sect masters, Liu Qingfeng, and everyone in all directions subconsciously looked at it, and at this look, their pupils contracted, and someone lost their voices: "Xin Zhuo?!"

Xin Zhuo's face was a little painful, he glanced around, and didn't understand what was happening, but he still shouted loudly for the first time: "Go away!" Stay away, fast! ”

He came out of the teleportation array, and he didn't come back in the blink of an eye, and he didn't know if there was something wrong, or the teleportation power was too perverted, and he ran in the dark for half an hour, and the palm and jade fingers of the eagle and the girl also followed for half an hour.

Although I slowly became much weaker halfway, it was not difficult to hurt people.

"You ...... in vain"

Liu Qingfeng was stunned, and then heard Xin Zhuo's words clearly, his trust in this disciple was unmatched, he was overjoyed and surprised for a while, and immediately jumped straight into the distance, "Go!" ”

Chu Siniang, Zhao Yizhu and others also stayed away.

However, Dao Zhen, Zhang Biyao, Li Wuxie, and a group of sect masters of Zong Laoqiu were first surprised, and then looked Xin Zhuo up and down, naturally feeling nothing about his shout.

Dodge? Aloof? Why?

The next moment, Zhang Biyao and several people even scolded in unison: "Xin Zhuo, I'll ask you ......"

"Ask a ghost, I'm not free, do me a favor!"

Xin Zhuo really couldn't bear that palm and finger, so he had to rush straight to the sect masters.

"Woo Woo ......"

At this moment, "one palm and one finger" seemed to tear through the air, and suddenly came.

Although it was already extremely weak, the terrifying coercion still made everyone in the entire Xuantian Sword Sect fall into the abyss all of a sudden!

Dao Zhen, Zhang Biyao, Li Wuxie, and more than 20 sect masters who were in the attack range immediately found out, only to feel that their hairs stood on end and their scalps exploded, and they hurriedly abandoned the majesty of a sect master and fled in a hurry.

Xin Zhuo followed and chased, and said hurriedly: "Elders, don't run, help!"

"Shaft! Do you dare? ”

"What is this?"

A group of sect masters scolded angrily on the one hand, and ran wildly on the other.

"Whatever they are, do them a favor!"

Xin Zhuo struggled to catch up, sincere request.

"Bastard!"

"Stand down!"

The horror of the sect masters was overwhelming.

"Don't go!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Just a little bit!"

(End of chapter)