"Bang!"

Jiang Yuwei flew out heavily, and was already injured because she blocked Jiang Dahu and the three of them from bombarding the mountain protection array, but at this moment, the injury was even more serious, as if she had become a bloody person, she fell out and fainted on her back.

"Bang ......"

Li Sijun, Jiang Xiaoyu, Zhang Jin'er, Helian Yu, Ning Yu and dozens of other figures blocked the palace door one after another.

No one spoke, they didn't know why Xin Zhuo was hiding in the inner hall of the sect, and they didn't want to know, but now the situation has changed too much, the eighteen sects have been destroyed, and the five terrifying masters of the Great Luo Master Sect are standing high in the air, which makes them feel uneasy.

When people have a bleak future, it is easiest to see some things clearly, they think that Xin Zhuo, the first day of the Eighteen Sects, cannot be a traitor, and there is no other explanation, and if it is not, it is not.

And they owe it to Sindr.

As Chu Siniang's predecessors said, even if Xin Zhuo is suspicious, ask him to come out and explain it himself, instead of killing indiscriminately.

It's just that all of them, without exception, were shot away by the angry Daozhen and the others.

"Master! Ladies and gentlemen! ”

At this time, a figure that should not have appeared stood in front of the temple gate, also blocking Daozhen and the others.

Chen Changsheng.

His face like the boy next door was full of amazement, and he bowed his hand: "Xin Zhuo has paid a lot for the Eighteen Sects over the years, and the disciple also thinks that ...... At least give him a chance to explain! ”

"Bastard!"

Haotian Sect Master Shen Wumen's anger was gone, "You thank Senior Brother for his death, can't it make you have the same hatred for the enemy?" Who is this Xin Zhuo? His companion destroyed the sect lineage!

He is just a mortal, and his entry speed is extremely fast, so demonic, how can he be an ordinary person? Where did he come from and what he was going to do, do you really know?

Where do you come from at this moment the kindness of a woman? The old man has taught you for a hundred years, what have you learned?

Now you mediocre people are blocking one after another, what is your intention? If it weren't for the mantle disciples, who couldn't bear to kill, how could you stop it? ”

Chen Changsheng let his master's spit spray on his face, and his face did not fluctuate: "The disciple is over a hundred years old, and he has the wisdom to know people, Xin Zhuo is not a traitor!"

"You ......" Shen Wumen was angry for a while.

The scene in front of the inner hall of the sect made everyone look stunned, and a large group of elders couldn't help but sigh secretly, Xin Zhuo actually made so many people protect each other, this kind of person really didn't give a chance to explain?

……

In the hall, Xin Zhuo was shrouded in a circle of rich true qi, and silently broke through, but he still had a full view of what was going on outside.

Ask yourself, for many years, he has no second thoughts about the Xuantian Sword Sect and even the Eighteen Sects, even if he has some selfish intentions, he is definitely worthy of the Eighteen Sects, and he really has nothing to say about the current situation.

"Bang ......"

As Chen Changsheng was knocked away and vomited blood and fell out of the hundreds, Xin Zhuo's last thoughts about the Eighteen Sects also disappeared completely.

Dao Zhen and dozens of other figures had already arrived in front of the temple gate, and he could even see the angry and furious looks on the faces of these dozens of people.

While continuing to make the last ray of breakthrough, he silently thought in his heart, Lord Zhao Yi, you must not come again, take Xiao Huang and leave quickly, the five Yuan Pole swept the formation, even if there was that wisp of sword, the outcome was unknown.

I'm actually sure I'll run away.

However, what was afraid of something, the moment Daozhen and the others stepped into the temple gate, a wisp of ancient and heroic sword light suddenly descended and slashed between Daozhen and the others and the main hall.

It's like the sword he slashed with a sword ten years ago to kill the desolate beast and repel the evil sect, no! And even more.

"Boom-"

The cliff, which was already about ten zhang remaining, was cut off by a sword, and the broken mountain and dense gravel fell into the endless abyss.

Dao Zhen and the others had no backhand power, and they were shot out alive, this was the first time they had been knocked away, and the Hun Yuan Void Realm was meaningless, and the Sect Master's Dignity was completely disgraced today.

They were covered with shocking sword wounds, their faces were dazed and puzzled, and they subconsciously looked at the place where the sword light came from.

I saw the steaming sea of clouds, the figure in white clothes like snow fluttered to come, looking at it like a fairy into the mortal dust, there is no place in the whole body that is not beautiful, like a fairy illusion appearance, which makes people see it moving.

Zhao Yizhu!

This female disciple of Lingjian Peak, who has been known as the first beauty of the Xuantian Sword Sect and even the Eighteen Sects in the past ten years, is mysterious and unfamiliar.

The mystery is due to the fact that she rarely shows up, and every time she glimpses her, she can make many elders and disciples of various sects lose their souls for several days.

Strange because no one can see other emotions on her face, she is just so gentle and quiet, never looking at anyone and ignoring anyone.

At this time, she was still so still, but she changed out of the robe of the true disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect and put on the white gauze light robe she wore when she entered the sect.

Her steps were slow, as if she was taking a walk, but every step she took was full of momentum, and her beautiful eyes were always looking at the inner sanctum of the master's sect.

No one could see that the sword just now was the hand of such a woman, she even kept her hand, she could have killed Daozhen and the others.

"Lord!"

Chu Siniang didn't know when she woke up, gritted her teeth and said, "Why do you want to come?" Retire! ”

Lord Zhao Yi didn't pay attention to it, but just looked away from the direction of the inner hall of the sect, looked at the five Si Ying people in the sky, and said softly: "I want to take him away."

It's not a discussion, it's an affirmation.

The five Si Ying had a rare look of doubt in their eyes, the sword just now was beyond their expectations, they couldn't even tell where it came from, what realm it was, the sword of the Holy Realm? The sword intent of the Holy Emperor Desolation?

In short, this terrifying sword intent could never come from this woman's hands.

Si Ying chuckled: "What if I say no?"

Zhao Yizhu walked lightly in the air, and between the white clothes, one step Lingtai Nine Heavens, two steps Hun Yuan Void Initial Realm, three steps Hun Yuan Void Middle Realm, and four steps Hun Yuan Void Upper Realm......

The fifth step, the first decline of the five decays of heaven and man!

……

Step 10: The Realm of the Extreme!

Her body suddenly glowed with a holy and hazy white light, a strange medicinal fragrance spread everywhere, and bright lotus flowers fell all over the sky.

Suddenly the sky was filled with stars, and a slanting moon obscured the sun's rays.

The whole world is a miraculous spectacle.

Dao Zhen and the others, Chu Siniang and the others on the raised stone platform that fell off the cliff and countless disciples of various sects looked up, and they were in a trance for a while, and they didn't know why.

Is this still Zhao Yizhu?

"And now?"

Zhao Yizhu's tone was still as soft as spring water, but there was a little more sternness in his hazy eyes.

"You ......"

Si Ying and the others' faces changed slightly, and they suddenly reprimanded angrily: "The disciples of the descendants of the Seven Disgusted Emperors, how can you be afraid that your Yaochi remnant soul will make trouble?"

"Yao Chi? Scold! ”

Zhao Yizhu chuckled, waved his sleeves, and the stars in the sky covered the entire Xuantian Mountain Range.

The sky was covered with clouds like a silver veil, and nothing could be seen.

Countless people below watched silently, still at a loss.

In charge of the inner hall, Xin Zhuo's blood was churning, and the "ruins" could no longer gather, his face turned red, and he almost wanted to explode.

In this case, no one can continue to break through.

Ten Steps Yuan Ji ......

He stared at the sky blankly, he never knew who Zhao Yizhu was, and he still didn't know.

Time passes slowly.

After half a pillar of incense, the sky covered by the silver veil clouds suddenly bloomed, and the five figures flew upside down on their backs, and the blood stained the air red.

Si Ying and the other five Yuanji masters had pale faces, their eyes were filled with deep fear, the blood was surging all over their bodies, their breath was disordered, and their bodies were full of blood, and they were obviously seriously injured.

Five Yuanji masters, defeated!

Zhao Yizhu was still standing in the air, standing still, but his white clothes were fluttering, and his figure was a little lighter, as if he had lost his body.

She glanced at the five Si Ying opposite, and then looked back at the inner hall of the sect, a trace of reluctance and sorrow appeared on her beautiful face, and then looked higher in the sky: "Why hide?"

"The old man doesn't know who you are, but I know that your heart has been undying for countless years, wandering the world, it's really not easy, and I can't bear to be your enemy!"

There was a soft sigh from the sky, and then an old face filled the entire sky, and the huge merit wheel spanned the infinite sky, with a majestic face, a gray beard, two long eyebrows, and eyes full of compassion.

With this face, the entire heaven and earth were filled with wisps of indescribable charm, and even the lowest-level Great Venerable-level martial artists had the possibility of breaking through quickly in an instant.

Holy Realm!

Dao Zhen and the other sect masters and countless disciples of various sects trembled, and couldn't help but kneel.

In the main hall, Xin Zhuo's blood and qi were surging again, and his mind and body were in a trance.

Oriental old ghost!

(End of chapter)