Hearing Xiao Pingsheng's words, Huang Qing was silent.

If Xiao Pingsheng had murderous intentions for him before, but had expectations for him to turn back, the current Xiao Pingsheng probably only wants to kill him.

Huang Qing was very clear about the fate of the betrayers of the Heavenly Demon Altar.

Back then, when he was the right protector of the Heavenly Demon Altar, he dealt with many betrayers under the instruction of Xiao Pingsheng's father. Those betrayers, along with their relatives, old and weak, women and children, did not die happily.

Xiao Pingsheng is better than his father in dealing with betrayers, if Xiao Pingsheng is not killed today, his wife and children are afraid that they will be extremely cruelly abused, and they can't survive, and they can't die.

This is a picture he definitely doesn't want to see.

Huang Qing's eyes flashed with determination, and steam appeared on the transverse flute in his hand.

That was the manifestation of his powerful spiritual power converging on the iron flute, and now the temperature on the surface of this iron transverse flute had reached an extremely terrifying level.

Huang Qing knew very well that his magic sound could not have any impact on Xiao Pingsheng, and all he could rely on was his iron flute itself.

After all, his cultivation is on the flute.

Xiao Pingsheng watched Huang Qing's movements coldly, and reached out to take off the two Heavenly Demon Black Swords from the sword array.

At the same time, from the two sword formations that trapped Yu Changping and Ji Xichun, eight swords flew out each, and sixteen swords cooperated seamlessly, sealing all the movements in Huang Qing's hands at once.

Huang Qing was shocked.

The blockade of these sixteen swords directly made it impossible for him to use the transverse flute to perform his cultivation, even if the body of the transverse flute was like a blazing fire, how could he burn these sixteen heavenly demon black swords that were not genuine?

Xiao Pingsheng really knows him too well.

And his gaze also saw the two sword qi that Xiao Pingsheng slashed out.

Even if he mobilized all the body protection spiritual power, he couldn't stop these two sword qi.

The ninth-order master is hard to find in the world, and below the fairyland, the ninth-order master is the absolute supreme.

Huang Qing sighed, turned his heart sideways, spit out the strength in his hand, and shot out the transverse flute like a sharp arrow.

Compared with the retention of Ji Xichun during the attack, the current flying flute has infused all his cultivation.

In order to use this last move, he did not resist the suppression of the Heavenly Demon Black Sword.

So his hands were broken with his arms together.

He also had two distinct and horrible wounds on his chest.

After flying a few feet, Huang Qing fell in a pool of blood, his breath dying.

And his iron flute accurately fell on Xiao Pingsheng's heart—if it weren't for the obstruction of that Heavenly Demon Black Sword.

Xiao Pingsheng's face turned pale for a moment, then turned rosy again, looked at the Heavenly Demon Black Sword that caught the iron flute in his hand, his eyes bent and paused for a moment, and he reached out and threw it out.

The Heavenly Demon Black Sword shattered and vanished in the air.

After all, it was the fighting blow of the eighth-order peak powerhouse, and he had to catch it, and he had to pay some price.

He didn't have time to make any movement other than throwing the broken sword out of his hand.

Because Huang Qing's transverse flute is not only his own attack, but its biggest purpose is to cooperate.

At that moment just now, his Heavenly Demon Sword Array appeared to freeze for a moment, and Ji Xichun and Yu Changping were obviously not mediocre hands who would let go of this opportunity.

The two Heavenly Demon Sword Formations were broken in an instant.

Yu Changping's stick and Ji Xichun's wind also came to him the moment he threw out his sword.

At the same time, there is also a force.

It was a strong mental power that came from noon.

Fu Qingming arrived in the middle of the team and took over his guard position, although he should not make a move because of the oath he made back then, but having such a master in charge is enough to deter the group.

So Wu Buju, under the burden of a martial arts cultivator with sharp legs and feet, unknowingly broke into this battlefield.

He didn't use Xiaomeng. Xiaomeng's range is too big, and there is no distinction between enemy and me, once it is used here, he is not sure if it can make Xiao Pingsheng fall into a dream, but Ji Xichun will definitely fall to the ground.

He made the simplest and most useful thought bombardment.

His thoughts condensed into a needle, directly hitting Xiao Pingsheng's sea of knowledge.

At the same time, Xiao Pingsheng was attacked by the strongest of the three sects of martial arts and meaning in the Heavenly Dao Alliance, except for the Lord of the Shen Alliance and Fu Qingming. Let's read books

However, Xiao Pingsheng still stood in place and had no intention of retreating.

The Heavenly Demon Sword Array suddenly disappeared strangely, and between heaven and earth, there was no Heavenly Demon Black Sword.

In front of the noon needle, countless Heavenly Demon Black Swords appeared.

At that moment, Xiao Pingsheng actually directly incorporated the natal magic weapon into the sea of consciousness and quickly mobilized it!

More than 500 Heavenly Demon Black Swords protected his sea of knowledge impenetrable.

Rao is noon didn't realize that no matter how subtle his manipulation of his mind was, he couldn't penetrate an impermeable wall, but the moment he came into contact with the Heavenly Demon Black Sword, he was directly wiped out by all the Heavenly Demon Black Sword.

When Zhihai was attacked, Xiao Pingsheng's right hand stretched out, grabbed the falling Pingtian stick in his hand, and his left hand was gently patted out, as if a big shield was lying in front of him, taking Ji Xichun's sharp wind blade down.

After this, all the Heavenly Demon Black Swords bloomed in front of him!

Yu Changping was covered in blood and retreated dozens of feet, extremely reluctant to stabilize his body.

Ji Xichun was swept away by the sword qi, and rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment, spit out the weeds that he accidentally bit into his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of spit angrily.

The Martial Sect cultivator who was carrying Wu Bujue fell to the ground miserably, and Wu Bujue himself fell to the ground, seemingly still asleep, unconscious, but the pale look on his face still revealed a message—he had suffered a lot of injuries.

Xiao Pingsheng was one against three, but he actually had the upper hand!

Yu Changping coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at Xiao Pingsheng and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that your 'Dahua Heavenly Demon Qi' has been cultivated to the ninth realm. ”

Xiao Pingsheng stood with his hands in his hands, and more than five hundred Heavenly Demon Black Swords stood behind him, with a powerful aura covering the entire audience, like a generation of grandmasters, looking at his calm and relaxed appearance, it seemed that he had not been hurt at all in the previous encounter.

He said lightly: "Yes, and it is only one step away, it is ten major achievements." ”

There was no trace of pride in the tone of this sentence, but his pride could be felt by everyone present.

The Dahua Heavenly Demon Qi of the Xiao family in the Heavenly Demon Altar, even Xiao Pingsheng's father failed to climb to the ninth realm, and Xiao Pingsheng has not only reached the ninth level now, but has also seen the tenth level of scenery.

Yu Changping was thinking in his heart that if he was in his heyday now, would he be able to defeat the current Xiao Pingsheng.

After a moment, he shook his head.

It's not because it's self-inferior, it's really impossible to be sure.

And now there is no chance for him to experiment.

Xiao Pingsheng looked at all directions.

The strongest combat power of the Heavenly Dao Alliance had been defeated by him after all.

Fu Qingming may be able to be his opponent, but he chose to retreat, this kind of coward, he disdains to use his sword against him.

A touch of disappointment appeared on Xiao Pingsheng's face.

"The Heavenly Dao Alliance is conceited to be the number one alliance in the world, and the quality of the masters in it is really not flattering, since Old Man Shen is too old to manage the affairs of the alliance, it is better to abdicate as soon as possible and let Xian go, at least he can keep his family safe. ”

After sighing this paragraph, Xiao Pingsheng didn't look at the faces of the people of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that Old Man Shen is not here, otherwise I really want to understand the power of the Shen family's iron hand." ”

"But fortunately, there are always some opponents who deserve to make a move, and they will come here. ”

Xiao Pingsheng looked up at the sky and shouted: "Canglangmen is a real person on the cliff, since you are here, why don't you show up and see it!"

In mid-air, a middle-aged man wearing a Canglangmen sword robe stepped on his sword and fell, and the nine lines on the sword robe were extremely conspicuous.

Behind him, there were four old men who were also wearing sword robes, but the difference was that the sword robes on their bodies were eight lines.

The middle-aged man's black hair was revealing a few traces of white that were difficult to hide, and his face was already showing obvious wrinkles, obviously although he had paid great attention to maintenance, he still could not stop the invasion of time.

But what attracts the most attention of others is not his person, but the "sword" under his feet.

At his feet was a quaintly decorated scabbard, not a sword at all.

This person is the head of the generation of Canglangmen, a real person on the cliff.

Behind him were the four sword-wielding elders of the Canglang Gate: Great Elder Dao Yuan Zhenren, Third Elder Minghui Zhenren, Fourth Elder Wang Minghe, and Sixth Elder Xie Cheng.

Coupled with the Eight Elders Guan Shanyue, who had already participated in the war, most of the combat strength of Canglang Gate was already in the middle.

Linya Zhenren's gaze stayed on Xiao Pingsheng for a moment, and sighed: "Dahua Heavenly Demon Qi, I didn't expect to be able to see this exercise again." ”

With emotion, he and the four sword-wielding elders behind him had landed steadily.

Linya Zhenren nodded slightly towards Guan Shanyue, who was sitting upright in the distance, held the scabbard in his hand, and said lightly: "It was a mistake to fail to cut the grass and eradicate the roots back then." ”