The heroes focused on the battle situation, and the field was silent, and the trembling sound of the moon wheel rushing through the void was extremely harsh.

Luoyang glanced at the moon wheel, drew his sword and retreated, like a wind that came and went freely, stood sideways in the field, stared at Hua Mu Liao's eyebrows, and said coldly: "You know what you have done, you have a shore when you turn back, if you are still obsessed, this sword will take your life!"

"Draw the sword, a sword to live and die?hahaha, until the end, how do you know that it must be me who dies?"

Hua Mu Liao raised his long sword, retracted the moon wheel, and the spiritual power urged, and the moon wheel continued to superimpose in the crisp humming, and finally turned into thirty-six brilliant streamers all over the void.

"Don't worry about the month!"

The sword fell, thirty-six bright streamers were stacked on a line, attacking Luoyang before and after, the ten heroes stared wide-eyed, unwilling to let go of the moment, one sword and thirty-six swords, which one is stronger and which is weaker?

The streamer was five feet close, and the Sauvignon Blanc suddenly came out of the sheath, staring at the flower and wood Liao on Luoyang's left hand did not see the slightest movement, the thirty-six moon wheels turned into scattered pieces in the sky, Luoyang continued to move forward, the Sauvignon Blanc had returned to the sheath, and there was no blade, and it seemed that it had never been unsheathed at all.

"Twilight Soul Home!"

Hua Mu Liao lifted the long sword, and once again derived thirty-six moon wheels, sweeping through the void like a storm, and directly taking Luoyang's body acupoints.

The sword drawing technique is very strong, and it is indeed a desperate swordsmanship to sacrifice defense, he can't block Luoyang's sword, and he doesn't want to block Luoyang's sword, this is Wudang's ring, that Zhang Xuan can't watch him die, so it seems that it is nothing more than a lose-lose, can lose both with Luoyang, no matter how it is calculated, he is earned!

Luoyang's eyes moved slightly, and he stepped forward to lift his sword, leaving a phanther shadow in place, and behind the quietly silent flower and wood Liao, he put away the Sauvignon Blanc little by little.

The tense heartstrings of the heroes relaxed, Hua Mu Liao squatted on the ground, his body was covered with sword marks, he opened his mouth and coughed out a few mouthfuls of bright red, turned over his hand and pinched an ice spirit needle, thought about it and put it away, losing to Luoyang is nothing, but the matter of plotting against the disciples of Lingshan has been exposed, and it is impossible for him to get out of Wudang Mountain!

"What are you waiting for?

Luoyang turned around and strode closer to the young man, if you don't want to use it, I'll force you to use it, narrow-minded and afraid of death, the sword hangs in front of the neck, you have to use it if you don't use it.

The old guys of various sects leaned on the side of the favorite mountains and rocks, tasted the wine and fairy food, and enjoyed the ups and downs of the mist.

"Old Ghost Zhang, don't you really care about what is going on there? You are not afraid of luring the wolf into the room, and the disciples of the sect will be wiped out. ”

The young patriarch threw away the wine glass, swallowed the wine that was so bad that it couldn't be worse, bored, opened his mouth and yawned, closed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep.

"What are you afraid of? Your baby bumps are all in the cave, you are not afraid, what am I afraid of?"

Zhang Junbao chuckled and picked up a piece of fish, the breeze was blowing, the fragrance spread throughout the mountains, and the old guys of the ancestors looked at Zhang Junbao at the same time, staring at the plate of fish that was different, murderous.

The young patriarch turned over and jumped up with swift movements, and his hand to take the meat was indeed blocked by a black and white light map.

"Zhang Junbao, you old king who eats alone!"

"I eat alone, I have to talk with my conscience, if I eat alone, what do I do if I ask everyone to gather here? Don't be impatient, don't be impatient. ”

Zhang Junbao unhurriedly picked up the fish meat, compared the pink and white fish meat in front of the young man's eyes a few times, proudly put it in his mouth, chewed it gently, and made a few unusual guttural sounds, making all the ancestors look at the seemingly ordinary dish at the same time.

There are a lot of delicacies in the world, and it may be that the gourmets who can't count their age show that they only enjoy the dishes of willow wood.

"Liu Mu, if you come and don't show up, isn't it that after a long retreat, you have cultivated into a lady who doesn't dare to see people?"

The old man with white hair spread the sound in all directions, hiding the resentment in his heart, Wudang didn't protect your precious apprentice, that's right, Xiao Yezi was sent to Wudang by Kunlun, but they have no merit and hard work, why only give Zhang Junbao, an old immortal, to eat?

"Du Heng, don't be tempted, Liu Mu is in Qi Tianxiang, this dish is made by his apprentice. ”

Zhang Junbao shook the mahogany chopsticks, looked at the young patriarch, and said, "All of you who are evil cultivators must be clear, I don't know if you have a wise plan?"

The patriarchs bowed their heads and smiled bitterly, if there are many ancient sects in the world, only Kunlun, Wudang, Academy, Lingshan and other few sects can continue to flourish after a long time.

And the new forces, the strongest is just the Immortal League, the decline of the other nine streams, the change of change, is far inferior to the Immortal League, what can they do?

"How's the conscience?

Du Heng sat up straight, staring at the looming mountain road between the clouds and mist, if he couldn't get it, the medicine valley would be dangerous, those golden prescriptions, those world-saving medicines were the meat on the edge of the people, and they could be eaten if they wanted.

"Treating the symptoms but not the root cause, if you are really strong, what can you ask with your heart, they are all characters who are bent on going their own way, even if they die, they will not look back. ”

The old man in red shook his head and drank strong wine, obviously suffering from this......

The old man sitting next to him shook his head and sighed lightly, causing all the ancestors to be uneasy, everyone has heard about Tianxuan Mountain, that kid is good, but it's a pity that he went astray......

"The Tao comes out of the Book of Heaven, the sword comes out of Kunlun, dare to ask the Qingxu Daoist, how to face the evil cultivation Kunlun?"

The young patriarch pursed his lips, shook his head and sighed, staring at the gurgling water, and couldn't help but recall that dark time, if it weren't for the evil cultivator, his little disciple would not have been ruined, and the battle to defend the mountain would not have been lost......

"To tell the truth, Kunlun can't do anything about them, they can spell, they can phantom their bodies, and they can do everything if they don't achieve their goals, and we can only be beaten passively, but whoever can pull them to the surface, a battle thousands of years ago, it can't be Kunlun who loses!"

"Amitabha, the same is true of Lingyin Temple, even if he has a heart, it is difficult to detect the slightest. ”

Those who closed their eyes and recuperated opened their eyes, moved their prayer beads lightly, and suppressed the murderous intent in their hearts, and instinctively had a better ending, all because of that evil cultivation, more than ten years of practice turned into an illusory bubble, and if they did not get a good death, they could not die well.

"The same is true of Lingshan!"

"The same is true of Changmyeong-dong!"

......

Listed as the patriarch before and after the opening of the mouth, all the supreme forces in the world gathered here, without exception, all of them were helpless against evil cultivators.

Coming quietly, there are no corpses, nothing is left, how can they find out their origins?

I don't know who I am, I don't know myself, how can I win if I am attacked internally and externally?

Zhang Junbao put down the chopsticks with satisfaction, drank the beautiful wine, took a deep breath, and said in high spirits: "No need to worry, everything has a certainty, it's not that you don't report it, the time is not enough, when the time comes, everything will be reported!"