The two of them rushed all the way, and met Shangshan Yongdao on the road, and told him about the matter, and Shangshan Yongdao immediately rushed to the entrance of the cave with the remaining dozen or so Sword Sect elites.

Fujiwara Tanji secretly applauded in his heart, if the Shirt Yongdao could die in the hands of the Pure Yang Zhongren, it would be even more perfect, and his task could be regarded as a successful completion.

When Li Wusheng and the others arrived, one of his Dao Rank disciples would directly launch an attack, and they would not give them a chance to speak and explain.

As soon as they make a move, the other party will naturally fight back, especially the impulsive and reckless Purple Void Zi Qi Jin, as long as the scene gets out of control, the disciples of the Sword Sect will not have time to think so much, they can only follow suit.

In this way, the enmity between the two sides will become deeper and deeper, and there will be no room for relaxation.

As malice swirled in his heart, the two of them soon reached the top of the platform, and no longer followed the road, they flew straight down.

At this time, all the disciples of the Pure Yang Jingxu Sect gathered here, and Xie Yunliu had his back to them, standing by the magma river, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master, Fujiwara-kun is here, he said that someone is going to murder Master, and he asked Master to decide. Ishigami Abe ran behind Xie Yunliu and bowed down to report.

When Xie Yunliu turned around, Fujiwara Tanji stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and bowed: "Unworthy disciple Fujiwara Taneji, please meet Master." ”

Xie Yunliu looked at him expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Get up! ”

Fujiwara Tanetsugu, who was prostrating on the ground, showed a look of hatred on his face, but when he got up, it turned into a look of grievance, "Why did Master say this? One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, this is what Master told us back then." ”

"Master and uncle do not agree on the same concept, but the disciple's respect for the master, but has never diminished the slightest, this time we knew that someone was going to murder the master, we immediately rushed to the support in the starry night, there are already more than 100 disciples for the master jade shattered. ”

Speaking of which, Fujiwara Chongji's eyes were red, such acting skills, not to mention Luo Feng and others on the side, even Xie Yunliu secretly admired it in his heart.

If he hadn't known about the other party's conspiracy in advance, I'm afraid he would really fall into the other party's trap and be played with in the palm of his hand, thanks to the little junior brother!

Xie Yunliu remained silent, but the expression on his face softened a little, "Say it! ”

Fujiwara Tanji was secretly happy in his heart, but his face showed a look of grief and indignation, and said: "Some time ago, my uncle got the news that Chunyang was in charge of teaching Li Wusheng and leaked the master's whereabouts to Shaolin Temple, Tiance Mansion, Wanhua Valley, Qixiufang and other sects, and invited the masters of each sect to come and kill the master. ”

"Now they are less than ten miles away from here, we encountered them on the way here, in order to rush over to report to the master, the disciples fought desperately to the death, and finally broke through the blockade, and I hope that the master will make plans early. ”

Xie Yunliu's "face changed greatly", his eyes were gloomy looking at Fujiwara Taneji, and he said, "What you said is true? Do you know the consequences of deceiving me?"

Fujiwara Taneji said solemnly: "It is true, the disciple will never dare to deceive the master, when the disciple and others rushed through the blockade, the Taoist named Qi Jin said, 'Kill them all, and never let them report to the traitor who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestor'." ”

Xie Yunliu was "furious" when he heard this, and shouted: "Luo Feng." ”

"The disciple is here. Luo Feng stepped forward and hugged his fists.

"You take all the disciples to the entrance of the cave, let the six sons of Chunyang come in, and the teacher will personally solve them, and the others will be killed. ”

"Yes, all the disciples of Jingxu, come with me. Luo Feng waved his hand, led the disciples to perform light skills, jumped onto the road, and rushed towards the entrance of the cave, and Abe Shishang also followed.

Xie Yunliu looked at Fujiwara Taneji and said, "You can go too!"

Fujiwara Chongji was overjoyed, but he clenched his fists and bowed down with a solemn face: "Yes, I am willing to go to the soup for the master and never give up." ”

Xie Yunliu looked at the departing Fujiwara Taneji, then looked at the magma river next to him, and sighed lightly.

After all, he taught it himself, and he couldn't bear to do it himself, otherwise, he would really have to go to the soup and fire, and his bones would be gone.

......

At the entrance of the ruins cave, when Fujiwara Taneji and Luo Feng and other Jingxu disciples arrived, the disciples of the First Sword Stream and the disciples of the Sword Sect were already in full battle.

It's just that their position is very strange, it's not that the disciples of the Sword Sect and the disciples of the First Sword Sect are on their own side, and they are clearly distinguished, but the disciples of the First Sword Stream are in front, blocking the disciples of the Sword Sect behind them.

Seeing this, Fujiwara nodded secretly with satisfaction, blocking the disciples of the Sword Sect behind him, just to prevent them from talking to the people of Pure Yang.

And when Luo Feng saw this, they didn't say much, and like the disciples of the Sword Sect, they stood behind the disciples of the First Sword Sect.

Fujiwara Tanji walked up to the disciple of the Daoliu in a big way, waved his hand, and said: "Listen to the disciples, the master has an order, let the six sons of Chunyang in, and the other personalities will be killed." ”

"Yes. ”

The disciples of the First Sword Stream responded in unison, but Luo Feng exchanged a look with the Upper Shirt Yongdao and Ishigami Abe, and nodded to each other.

After waiting for less than a moment, Li Wusheng and his entourage appeared in the sight of more than 200 people who were waiting in battle, including more than 160 disciples of the First Sword Stream, more than 40 disciples of the Sword Sect, and more than 30 disciples of the Pure Yang Jingxu Lineage.

As soon as Fujiwara Tanetsugu saw Li Wusheng and the others, he didn't wait for them to get close, so he raised the horizontal knife in his hand and shouted, "Kill." ”

"Kill ......"

The disciple of the first sword raised the horizontal sword, howled and rushed towards Li Wusheng and the others, Luo Feng also pointed forward with his long sword, and shouted: "Up." ”

The disciples of Jingxu and the Sword Sect silently followed closely behind the disciples of the First Sword Stream, and in the process of moving, they also rushed into the array of the First Sword Stream disciples intentionally or unintentionally, they were not rushing randomly, but they were very tacit and followed behind the side of the disciples of the First Sword Stream.

On the other side, Li Wusheng and the others noticed those Jingxu disciples who were mixed into the group of Yidaoliu disciples, and Qi Jin and Luo Changfeng looked at each other and smiled.

The disciples of Jingxu and the disciples of the Sword Sect are very easy to identify, one of them wears a pure yang robe, and although the other is not a Dao robe, the color and style are almost the same, and they can recognize which ones are their own people at a glance.

It was still the four of them who went up to catch up, this time there was one more Li Fu, the five of them took Zhuo Fengming as the arrow, Qi Jin and Luo Changfeng followed him to the left and right, Luo Changfeng was on Ah Qing's side, and Li Fu was on Qi Jin's side.

When the two sides approached to a distance of ten zhang, the five of them swung their sword qi in unison, and Fujiwara Tanetsugu on the opposite side deliberately slowed down a little, allowing himself to retreat into the group of disciples.

"Puff puff ......"

The disciple at the front, although he also cut out his own sword qi, but in the face of the sword qi of the world's top masters, he had no power to resist, and at the same time that the sword qi was broken, he was slashed by the opponent's sword qi, and he was immediately killed and injured.

At the same time, Luo Feng and Shangshan Yongdao also shouted in unison: "Do it." ”

"Puff ......"

The catastrophe of the Yidaoliu disciples began, and their own people, who had been following them by their side or behind, suddenly killed them, or stabbed them in the back with a sword, or slashed them in the neck.

Caught off guard, the first-sword disciple directly fell nearly half, and at this moment, Luo Changfeng and Qi Jin both had the same thought in their hearts.

Stabbing a knife in the back, it's so cool.