The sword master of the Hanging Sky Sword sat farther away.

He was watching the battle, and he was also watching the movements of the Guardian Division.

At the moment when the Guardian Sizun moved, he also moved.

He pressed his palm on the table, the teacup shook slightly, and a drop of tea also jumped out of the teacup.

He had competed with the Si Zun of the Wei Dao Division, and his strength was not as good as that of Si Zun, so his attack was not to block, but to go towards Li Tianyuan.

In the ring, Ye Qingluo and Li Tianyuan were recruited one after another.

The purpose of these two supreme powerhouses is not to kill these two, but to provide better opportunities for their own people to attack.

The two people who were hit by the tea were both hit by acupuncture points.

A body of strength is affected.

It will be difficult for anyone to attack again, which will also resolve Li Tianyuan's crisis.

How could Ye Qingluo, who could come out of the magic spear cave, give up such an opportunity to kill.

He had to let Li Tianyuan die, die in the ring.

This is not only an honor, but also a matter of her personal honor and disgrace.

Phoenix Nirvana!

The black phoenix behind her let out a high-pitched roar and soared into the sky.

At this moment, Ye Qingluo unexpectedly burst out with speed again, and the spear in her hand pierced Li Tianyuan with a thunderous momentum.

At this moment, a figure rose up and arrived in the ring at the moment when there was no room for action.

This shot was blocked by the Guardian Division.

Burst......

Phoenix Nirvana is an attack that Ye Qingluo has newly comprehended, and she has obtained a stunt in the demon cave, and using this move is very consistent with her.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, her face was much paler, but her eyes were still cold, even in the face of Wei Dao Si Zun, the light in those eyes was still cold.

She stood with a gun, Li Tianyuan was not dead, but he was no longer qualified to marry her now.

All around, there was silence.

Everyone's faces were ugly, and the Sizun of the Wei Dao Division was so shameless.

But who would dare to speak?

As the strongest person, he is the one who makes the rules, he is shameless, and shamelessness will become the mainstream.

"Shameless!" Didn't anyone dare to speak?

Wrong...... Someone dared to speak.

Yan Qingyun stood up with a cold snort, just now Li Tianyuan could obviously be killed, but Wei Dao Si Zun blocked it, how could he endure it.

He needs Li Tianyuan to die.

"The dignified Guardian Division, doing such a dirty thing, is this the Guardian Division?"

"It seems that the rumors are true, Li Tianyuan is really your illegitimate son."

This time, even the rest of the Wei Dao Division did not refute it, which was indeed disgraceful.

Li Tianyuan died, and he only lost, but now this situation is even more uncomfortable than losing.

And Yan Qingyun's last sentence pressed the entire Wei Dao Division to the ground and rubbed it.

Li Tianyuan's life experience has always been a mystery.

"As the Guardian Division, I dare to be disrespectful to me, you are looking for death." Si Zun opened his mouth coldly, and when the words fell, Si Zun had already rushed down from the ring and went straight to Yan Qingyun.

No one expected that this Guardian of the Dao Division would actually do it.

However, such a strong man is indeed not to be insulted.

Yan Qingyun's words depend on whether the other party cares.

Apparently Sizun cares.

At the moment when he made a move, a figure in the crowd swept out and went straight to Si Zun.

Yan Qingyun has a very high status in the Hanging Sky Sword, and is the mainstay of the Hanging Sky Sword, and it is impossible for the sword master to watch him be killed.

He burst out and rushed towards Si Zun with the fastest speed.

"Get out."

Si Zun shouted angrily, and turned around with a palm.

He blasted forward with a palm, and the mysterious power manifested as palm thunder.

Lightning appeared, and thunder roared.

The sword master's face was grim, and he pointed like a sword.

The mysterious power manifested as a small golden sword, and the golden sword and thunder met with a loud bang.

After the two sides fought each other, they made a judgment.

The sword master's figure flew back more than ten meters, and his face turned pale.

Si Zun, who had blasted out his palm, had already rushed towards Yan Qingyun again.

All this change is in the light of light.

"Protect Yan Qingyun."

The sword lord shouted angrily.

There was no need for him to shout, the many powerhouses of the Hanging Sky Sword had already rushed to Yan Qingyun's side, wanting to fight against Si Zun together.

It's just that there are also people on the side of the Wei Dao Division who rush out to create conditions for Si Zun to kill.

Just in the blink of an eye, Si Zun had already come to Yan Qingyun's body and blasted forward with a palm again.

Yan Qingyun's face was pale, and he deceived people too much!

He drew his sword in an instant and stabbed forward.

Si Zun just stepped forward with one palm, and the thunder power contained in this palm instantly disintegrated Yan Qingyun's attack, and the sword also turned into ashes in the palm thunder.

This palm was fiercely imprinted on Yan Qingyun's heart, and the thunder roared and left a transparent hole in Yan Qingyun's chest.

The power of the thunder scorched the wound into black, and there was no blood flowing out, and Yan Qingyun fell down with a bang.

Kill with one palm!

This is the huge gap in strength, this is the crushing.

The faces of the people of the Hanging Sky Sword were extremely ugly, especially the sword master of the Hanging Sky Sword, Wei Dao Si Zun actually killed Yan Qingyun in front of him.

What could possibly be done?

There is a gap in strength, and in the circle of the owner of mysterious power, it is the rule for strength to form a crush.

The Guardian Priest respectfully sat down in his seat as if nothing had happened, and he didn't explain anything.

I sat there, poured a new cup of tea, and took a sip.

Yan Qingyun is dead, so it's no different to say more.

The sword master of the Hanging Sky Sword just fought with the Wei Dao Si Zun and lost.

Losing in front of everyone, he could only swallow this breath and sit back again.

The rest of the Sky Hanging Sword men returned to their places in silence.

The Yan family looked at Yan Qingyun's corpse in silence, and their eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire.

But they didn't say anything, they just went silently to collect Yan Qingyun's body.

In the ring, Ye Qingluo stood with a gun, and the red on the corner of her mouth was in stark contrast to her frosty face.

"The game continues."

A voice rang out suddenly, and everyone looked towards the Guardian Si Zun.

What does it mean to be shameless?

This is to take shamelessness to the extreme.

Ye Qingluo was already injured and vomited blood, he probably used his hands and feet when he went to block that shot just now, and now he actually let the game continue.

But who would dare to speak?

No one dared to speak, and Yan Qingyun's death was the best example.