When those Holy Pavilion disciples finally realized what the mountain that floated over them represented, several disciples had already shouted with a sense of panic, and the sound was so loud that the entire Holy Pavilion could hear it clearly.

"Shoreless Sword Peak!"

"It's Shang Yunjian!"

These teachings helped the two immortal masters teach the disciples of the Holy Pavilion in the Holy Pavilion, and they were all strong people with some qualifications, and they had also seen a lot of storms and waves in the Holy Pavilion.

But many of them were able to become teachers because of Shang Yunjian.

At that time, Shang Yunjian's sword didn't know how many people's lives were harvested.

They knew about the order issued by the Immortal Venerable two days ago, so they didn't dare to imagine whether this master would swing such a sword again when he arrived this time.

The disciples of the Holy Pavilion who had pinned their courage on them to a large extent were also panicked, although some of them still regarded Shang Yunjian as an idol.

In one of the classrooms, several Holy Pavilion disciples who had just entered the school listened to the noise outside, their faces were a little pale, and they couldn't hide in the back mountain immediately, but they couldn't do this, and they didn't even dare to move their bodies.

Because it was Sima Wuhua who was teaching them.

Sima Wuhua's sharp eyes swept over these disciples, put the classics in his hand back on the table, and said, "Class." ”

The disciples were still a little stunned, looking at Sima Wuhua's cold face, they still didn't dare to move, only one disciple tentatively left his seat and moved towards the door like a thief.

Sima Wuhua slapped the table and shouted: "I want to fight the monk Yunjian so much, I have a chance to practice the martial arts, now I will all go to the back mountain!"

The disciples finally confirmed that the Demon Immortal Master had really let them leave, and immediately rushed out of the classroom one by one like wild horses on the loose, causing some of the sects who were organizing the evacuation to reprimand them one after another.

Sima Wuhua's angry shouts sounded behind them: "Order!"

Those disciples were struck by lightning, and although the speed of escape was still very fast, they did not dare to rush in disregard of the feelings of others as before, and honestly followed the meaning of the teaching, and evacuated along the team to the back mountain.

The footsteps gradually faded away, Sima Wuhua's face became more and more ugly, and his words finally turned into a sigh.

This year's children of the Immortal Family, both in terms of qualifications and character, are inferior, even if they know that he is still watching, they still do such a shameful behavior.

At this moment, this immortal master, who had been bearing the name of the demon for decades, finally showed the fatigue of the old man.

Not only because of the incompetence of these little guys, but the main reason is simple, he is indeed old.

He looked out the window at the mountain that was getting closer and closer, and the gloomy meaning around him disappeared in an instant, and his figure became tall again.

"Shang Yun Jian ......"

With this muffled voice, Sima Wuhua's figure suddenly disappeared, and the books on the table were blown by the wind he drove when he left, making a subtle rustling sound in the turning of the pages.

In the next second, the book seemed to be driven by some kind of force, and quickly closed it on its own, and Sima Wuhua, who was already standing in front of the Holy Pavilion, withdrew his fingers and looked directly at the Shoreless Sword Peak that was getting closer and closer.

In his hand he held a teaching stick, a wooden stick made of cedar that he had picked up from the classroom, and although it was not a sacred weapon, it was easy to beat people to death.

......

The Holy Pavilion, the residence of Zhuge Linye.

"Push me outside. ”

Zhuge Linye's tone was calm and firm, and this firmness made Su Yi feel more and more distressed.

As Zhuge Linye's personal disciple, he knew better than anyone that his teacher's health was deteriorating, and he was on the verge of running out of oil.

He knew better that what Zhuge Linye said about going outside was not a back mountain for everyone to take refuge, but the forefront of the Holy Pavilion.

He could only pretend to be stupid and help Zhuge Linye to sit in a wheelchair.

Zhuge Linye felt the pillow on the wheelchair, closed his eyes, and said, "Let's go." ”

Along the way, Zhuge Linye closed his eyes.

At this time, the interior of the Holy Pavilion had almost been evacuated, and the corridor was empty.

Su Yi listened to his footsteps, his heart became heavier and heavier, and he was about to leave from the back door of the Holy Pavilion with his wheelchair, when he suddenly heard Zhuge Linye's calm words: "The direction is wrong." ”

Su Yi smiled dryly, and was about to explain: "Teacher......"

Zhuge Linye still had his eyes closed, and his words were weak, but nothing seemed to shake the firm meaning in it.

"You want to take me away by force?"

Su Yi's abacus was directly singled out, and the meaning between his fingers suddenly dissipated, and he stopped in place, not knowing what to say. Love Book House

"Wuhua and Immortal Venerable are wrong, they made a move against Momei Villa without telling me, but I don't know that they could have been friends. ”

Su Yi bowed his head and said, "Teacher, if there is no way for the Holy Pavilion, you can leave completely." ”

Zhuge Linye opened his eyes with a smile, patted Su Yi's hand pushing the wheelchair, and said, "I promised the Immortal Venerable, and I will take care of the Holy Pavilion with a lifetime." ”

Su Yi's expression froze. He knew that the Immortal Venerable in the teacher's words was not the current Immortal Venerable Dongfang Xin, but the old Immortal Venerable Xun Rizhao back then.

He knew the teacher's temperament very well, and knew that no matter how much he persuaded him, he would not be able to let Zhuge Linye retreat to the back mountain.

Zhuge Linye raised his head, and there seemed to be a lot of nostalgia in his eyes: "Now that the Immortal Venerable and the Three Venerables are not here, if I avoid it, I will have the respect of the Negative Immortals, so don't persuade me, you go to take refuge first." ”

Su Yi lost his voice and said, "Teacher!"

Just now, his dantian qi sea was suddenly directly sealed by Zhuge Lin Ye with his great divine power, even if he was now close to the ninth-order cultivation, he still couldn't resist.

Zhuge Linye smiled faintly, his left hand moved on the wheelchair, and a gust of wind blew, wrapping Su Yi and flying towards the back mountain.

He covered his mouth and began to cough violently, and it took a long time for him to recover.

Looking at the blood overflowing between his fingers, Zhuge Linye was silent.

He left the gate of the Holy Pavilion in a wheelchair, and finally looked back at the Holy Pavilion that he had been in for half his life, and nodded slightly, as if saying goodbye and as if he were a promise.

......

The Shoreless Sword Peak stopped dozens of meters in front of the Holy Pavilion.

If it weren't for Sima Wuhua standing proudly in front alone, maybe he would have advanced closer.

Sima Wuhua shouted: "Go further, die!"

Behind him, the Holy Pavilion powerhouses who did not go to Momei Mountain Villa with the three holy envoys burst out one after another with their spiritual power cultivation, and the majestic momentum instantly dispersed, actually trying to overwhelm the coercion brought by the Shoreless Sword Peak.

Shang Yunjian snorted coldly and shouted: "You are all forced to go to Momei Villa, you can't bear it, you don't need to endure it anymore!"

With his shout, the sword intent on the Shoreless Sword Peak was great.

Although there were more than ten immortal-level powerhouses on the Holy Pavilion side, and there were only three of them, now he stood with his sword in his hand, overlooking the people of the Holy Pavilion, as if they were the dominant party.

Sima Wuhua brushed his sleeves and said angrily: "I said to Zhuge at the beginning, the Tao is different, and there is no conspiracy with each other, but now it seems that it is really a mistake to let you live until now." ”

Shang Yunjian sneered: "Then do I want to thank your whole family?"

Long Yao slowly walked in front of Shang Yunjian, and Luo Qingchen's figure also appeared in the colorful clouds.

Sima Wuhua's face was solemn, his eyes looked at Luo Qingchen, and he snorted coldly and said, "Brother Zhuge really gave birth to a good daughter." ”

Luo Qingchen lowered his eyes and was silent, Long Yao had already stepped forward, covering Sima Wuhua's sight, and said coldly: "It's useless to talk more." ”

Sima Wuhua sneered: "That's exactly what I mean. ”

Both of them knew very well that after the Holy Pavilion made a move against Momei Villa, both sides had completely torn their faces.

He didn't care about dying, but he had to think about the safety of those Templar members hiding in the back mountains.

Suddenly, he felt a powerful spiritual power fluctuation around him.

The people of the Sanctuary let out cheers.

Sima Wuhua frowned slightly and sighed, "You're still here." ”

Zhuge Linye sat in a wheelchair and shook his head: "You can't watch the Holy Pavilion fall. ”

Sima Wuhua wanted to say that he could resist alone, but he didn't say it after all, he raised the teaching stick in his hand and said, "Since that's the case, then let's fight." ”

Zhuge Linye smiled faintly, looked at Luo Qingchen, and said, "Qingchen, long time no see." ”

Luo Qingchen smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, father." ”

Zhuge Linye's smile was a little more vicissitudes, and he was about to continue speaking, when Long Yao's clear voice had already sounded: "Mr. Zhuge , do you dare to play another game of chess with me?"

At the same time, Shang Yunjian pointed at Sima Wuhua and said with a smile: "I want to see how capable the Immortal Master of the Holy Pavilion is!"

The light in Luo Qingchen's eyes flashed, and he turned his heart horizontally, and the seven elemental origins converged beside him, and the jade flute in his hand reappeared.

The sound of the flute rose again, and the colorful petals scattered out in all directions, enveloping everyone in the Holy Pavilion.