At this time, the Momei Villa was already completely in turmoil, but Yao Chong and Mo Qing, who should have been the target of the public, were the most calm, one meditating, the other meditating, and it was as quiet as water in the center of this noise.

And the Canglang Sword Formation under Ji Xiao's dispatch is completely a tactic of ten thousand ghosts and demons dancing wildly, neither has the rushing state of the Canglang Sword Formation, nor does it have the majestic atmosphere of the legendary sword formation, it can be described as arbitrary, or it is a mess, but it is such a sword formation, and there are also tricks in Ji Xiao's hands, at least no matter how those people scold, they just can't break through these many chaotic flying swords.

Both Yao Chong and Mo Qing believed in Ji Xiao.

Yao Chong knew Ji Xiao and knew that she was capable of protecting them in this environment.

And although Mo Qing had never even met Ji Xiao, she just felt that the sword spirit of the Chongming Sword was a little hostile to her, but Yao Chong dared to let go of her body and mind and entrust her life to the Chongming Sword Spirit, so she focused all her attention on the Canglang Sword Formation.

This scene was placed in the eyes of Ji Chunqiu on the hill, but it was particularly dazzling.

Ming Dao didn't continue to be aggressive, or make a sudden move, just silently watched Ji Chunqiu's reaction.

Ji Chunqiu moved his gaze to another mountain.

Whether it was him, or Lu Gang and other high-level cultivators with discernment who had already fallen into a bitter battle, they could confirm one fact.

As long as the cultivators of the Dharma Sect Yi Sect who were in ambush made a move, this huge sword array would definitely be able to break it under their internal and external combinations, even if the sword array was stronger than they imagined, dozens of people's minds would rush up, and they would definitely be able to kill Yao Chong here.

From Ji Chunqiu's point of view, even if the ghost still controlled the Canglang Sword Formation after Yao Chong's death, the countless flying sword generals who were present were all slaughtered, and the dead were all cultivators in the human realm, and they had nothing to do with his Holy Pavilion.

Anyway, his original idea was not to put the Terran cultivators in his eyes, he only regarded them as dogs that could be driven, as long as he could bite each other's necks, it didn't matter how many people died, before Ming Dao compared them to a driven tiger, he still secretly sneered in his heart.

There are ten thousand methods of cultivation in the Holy Pavilion, and the cultivators of the Holy Pavilion can almost perfectly surpass all ordinary cultivators of the same age, even a few immortal-level powerhouses that are difficult to find in thousands of years, and the number of them in the Holy Pavilion is also quite a lot.

In that case, why bother to devote a little attention to those self-righteous practitioners who sit and watch the heavens?

Now that he was forced to observe the situation of those cultivators of the Dharma Sect Yi Sect, he had already begun to secretly curse those guys in his heart for not being able to achieve great things, even if they were organized, it would be difficult to achieve great things, and at this glance, the anger in his heart suddenly exploded.

Dozens of cultivators of the Dharma Sect Yizong were so busy that they couldn't even use their magic intentions when they were killed by two people.

Although most of them were physically weak Dharma practitioners, this did not change the fact that they were suppressed by two practitioners.

Originally, this was not enough to make Ji Chunqiu angry.

But one of those two people was the object of his observation, and before preparing for the ambush of Momei Villa, he also deliberately checked the whereabouts of this person to ensure that he would not make any changes to the situation.

As a result, now, this guy and his companions appeared here at some point, and they were crushing the cultivators of the Dharma Sect Yi Sect who had used him as a killing move.

"Gao Yang Song ......"

Ji Chunqiu sneered and silently recited the name, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and then looked at Ming Dao and said, "Very good." ”

......

In the ambush point specially prepared by Ji Chunqiu for the cultivators of the Human Realm Law Sect Yi Sect who came to him, it was Gao Yang Song.

The second disciple of Wu'an Sword Peak, Renjun Gao Yangsong.

At this time, he had a straight face, and he showed no mercy when he drew his sword, and when he shuttled through the crowd, each sword could make a person seriously injured and fall to the ground.

However, for those cultivators of the Dharma Sect Yi Sect, what they were more afraid of was the person who came with Gao Yang Song.

It was a middle-aged man with gray temples and kind eyebrows.

If Gao Yangsong at this time is a dragon who is turning over the river and the sea, he is a sinister and ruthless ghost.

Gao Yangsong's offensive is extremely casual, and it doesn't matter where he floats with cloud wandering, but that person's offensive is very targeted, and he is not inferior to Gao Yangsong in terms of speed.

No one could see through his trajectory and stand in his way.

His speed was too fast, ethereal, silent, like a real ghost, and everywhere he passed, there was a wail.

Most of the people who were attacked by Gao Yangsong fainted from serious injuries, and life and death depended on their destiny, but those who were attacked by this man were much more miserable.

Without exception, they maintained absolute sobriety, wanting to faint in severe pain, but they could never lose consciousness, and they could not move, and some could only collapse and look at their severed limbs, with thick bloodshot in their eyes, unable to survive or die.

The battle began abruptly and ended even faster, and the ten thousand swords in the villa were still flying, and there were only two people standing here.

Gao Yangsong looked indifferently at the people who fell to the ground.

Those who closed their eyes peacefully or painfully were his masterpieces, and those who were a little red in their eyebrows and couldn't close their eyes when they howled miserably were the masterpieces of the people he brought, and the ratio of the two should be between three or seven.

Gao Yangsong looked at the middle-aged man standing beside him, nodded and said, "Hard work." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "To serve Your Majesty, the old slave is not hard." ”

A cultivator who was screaming miserably beside the middle-aged man was trying his best to endure the pain caused by the broken sternum, but when he heard his self-claim, he forgot even screaming for a while, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and only after a while did he speak out with difficulty: "You...... You are ......"

He couldn't go on.

Even if he was unharmed, it would be difficult to continue the words at this time.

As the city with the closest contact of cultivators outside Zhongzhou City, among the cultivators who live here, most of the famous ones are officials, but in the list of the masters of the capital compiled by various boring people, there is a name that is very high on each list, and it is known as the most dangerous top master in the capital.

This person does not belong to Panlongwei, Panlongwei, as the most loyal shield in front of Renjun, never reveals his identity to the outside world, and those who know his identity do not dare to risk being remembered by the court to make him on the list.

This person is not a high-level cultivator who is an official in the capital, Sun Buchang, the head of the household, was a famous Fazong practitioner before entering the office, and Gu Xingfan, the secretary of the military department, once swept away the thirty-seven bandit villages in Lushan with a sword, and he has often accepted the challenge of people in the rivers and lakes over the years, and he has never been defeated, and it is rumored that even Gao Yangsong can't get a bargain on his sword - of course, it's not a real fight, just a swordsmanship.

In addition, the auxiliary general Leshan Zong, the head of the Six Doors Headquarters Cheng Ying and the six commanders under his command...... There are so many famous masters in Kyoto, and there are three main reasons why that man can stand out among them.

First, his shots are extremely ruthless, although the number of shots is not much, but his opponents often end up extremely miserable.

Second, almost all of the people he killed did not know how they died until they died.

Thirdly, he was a eunuch, and a famous eunuch.

The chief eunuch of the Gaoyang Dynasty, Cao Renjie.

The nightmare of countless assassins who tried to infiltrate the palace, Cao Renjie, who once killed the famous ghost of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain with his own hands.

......

The cultivator who had spoken with difficulty still hadn't closed his eyes, but the light in his pupils had faded.

When he was about to say the name Cao Renjie, he had already become a corpse.

A flash of silver light disappeared in Cao Renjie's fingertips for a moment, and he saluted respectfully towards Gao Yangsong and said, "Please forgive your majesty." ”

Gao Yangsong nodded coldly and said, "These people are willing to be the lackeys of the Holy Pavilion, whether they are intentional or not, they are all enemies of me. ”

Cao Renjie respectfully responded, his gaze stayed in the Momei Villa for a moment, and after a while, he said, "Your Majesty, do you need an old slave ......?"

"No need. Gao Yangsong waved his hand to stop his words and said, "The matter is a foregone conclusion, I don't want to continue to meddle." ”

Cao Renjie knew what he was thinking and quietly retreated.

Gao Yangsong nodded with satisfaction, and looked at the ten thousand swords flying in Momei Villa with an expressionless face.

He's irritable right now.

This irritability comes from the fact that I don't know how many times I have been turned away, from the fact that I was called a bad uncle by my son not long ago and pointed at a knife tremblingly, and the mother and son moved again I don't know how many times.

And when he saw Yao Chong's sword formation moving the waves, the whole person became more and more irritable.

He flicked his sleeves, his face changed for a long time, and he stood among dozens of people, observing the changes in the sword formation alone.

He knew that this was not the Canglang Sword Formation.

But he can comprehend the real Canglang Sword Formation by perceiving the artistic conception in the sword - in fact, now Yao Chong is doing the same, while Mo Qing is using his mind to simulate, trying to get a glimpse of the true appearance of the Canglang Sword Formation, the two of them complement each other in the direction of their efforts, and the efficiency is much higher than that of Gao Yang Song.

Gao Yangsong didn't care.

As long as he can comprehend success, it will be possible to control the Canglang Sword Formation in the future, even if the sword in the sword formation is far more recognized by Yao Chong than him.

At least for now, he hasn't lost yet.