As soon as Zhao Yang's words fell, the monks behind him released their divine senses one after another and went to investigate the surroundings, and at the same time, they all sacrificed their magic weapons and looked around vigilantly.

Since someone is fighting here, it must be for some purpose, in addition, it is like the previous love gate, mainly against them Xuanlingmen, which is the trap, the purpose is obvious, the six sects of Qingguo have their own ambitions, and while competing, they also want to annex and suppress each other.

Chen Xuan and a group of Xuanling Sect disciples, a total of thirteen people, led by Zhao Yang and them cautiously approaching the target.

After a few minutes passed, this spiritual power fluctuation was getting closer and closer, and it became more and more intense.

According to the fluctuation of different spiritual powers, it is possible to determine which realm of monks is fighting, and similarly, it can also determine the number of people.

Just as they were relatively close to this spiritual power fluctuation, everyone poked their heads out one after another and looked towards the source.

I saw two teams of foundation building monks wearing different disciple costumes, and there were a total of more than a dozen people in the two teams, at this time, the two of them were entangled together, and this piece of heaven and earth, in an instant, talismans, moves, sword qi, etc., were all over the sky, and they were inseparable.

Chen Xuan and the other Xuanling Sect disciples looked at it from a distance, and only after seeing it clearly did they know that this was the disciple of the Flying Eagle Sect and the Xuanyang Sect, which were both the six major sects of the Qingguo.

Looking at the two teams of people who were fighting, Chen Xuan was a little puzzled, so he blurted out

"Why did they have a conflict? Don't you see any treasures around?"

Fang Shen, who was also looking at the two teams, responded with some uncertainty after hearing Chen Xuan's words

"Senior Brother Chen, it may be that one team has already collected the treasures they saw, and the other team wants to snatch them, so this is why a conflict broke out!"

Hearing this, Chen Xuan nodded, and he didn't know what the leading senior brother Zhao Yang was thinking, did he want to insert a lever?

Or do you want to have a sandpiper and clam to compete and the fisherman to profit?

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan felt that the latter was very likely, so he glanced towards where Zhao Yang was.

As if feeling Chen Xuan's gaze, Zhao Yang turned around and met Chen Xuan's gaze.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan hurriedly withdrew his gaze and looked to the side, thinking in his heart at the same time

"Senior Brother Zhao, what's wrong with this, so sensitive to me?"

As everyone knows, while he was thinking so, the other party was also pondering

"The moves that Senior Brother Chen performed in the ring, judging from the situation at the time, he should have comprehended the sword intent, but he himself said that he did not comprehend the sword intent! Chen Xuan, what are you hiding?"

Zhao Yang thought for a while, then set his eyes on the two teams of monks who were fighting, and at the same time abandoned the thoughts in his heart, now he was thinking about waiting for them to lose the battle before making a move!

Although he didn't know what the two teams were fighting for, Zhao Yang felt that it was also a good harvest by virtue of being able to search all the storage bags on their bodies.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the two teams of men and horses finally ran out of oil, and among them, the disciples of the Flying Eagle Sect obviously wanted to escape.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Xuanyang Sect who clashed with them also sacrificed the Cloud Stepping Talisman one after another, as if as long as they dared to escape, then the other would dare to chase them, and there was an attitude of not giving up until the goal was reached.

At this moment, Zhao Yang felt that it should be time, so he sent a message to inform the other disciples, and everyone understood and made preparations.

Then, Zhao Yang gave an order, and rushed out first with a sword in hand, followed by Chen Xuan, Fang Shen, Cai Fu, and the other disciples, who swarmed towards the disciples of the Flying Eagle Sect and the Xuanyang Sect!

At this time, the teams of the two sects were almost exhausted of gas, and when they saw the sudden arrival of the Xuanling Sect people, they all showed frightened looks.

I didn't have time to think about it, but I saw that the two teams of disciples urged the Cloud Talisman one after another and fled in all directions.

Just after the Xuanling Sect disciples rushed to the front and exchanged hands with the two teams of disciples, the divine consciousness of everyone in the field felt that a group of people were approaching them.

The disciples of the three sects looked towards the source with a tacit understanding, and the next scene made all of them look surprised, perhaps they didn't expect that there was actually a group of sect disciples also eyeing them.

I saw many teams in the air wearing the costumes of the disciples of the Tianzhe Sect, and the imperial sword flew over, and their number was about eighteen people, and most of the cultivation was mainly in the late stage of foundation building, and it could be seen that their overall strength was much stronger than that of the Xuanling Sect.

As the disciples of the Heavenly Philosophy Sect joined the fighting method, the already chaotic battlefield became even more chaotic.

Chen Xuan didn't know whether to make a move or not, looking at the other sect disciples in front of him, they fought one by one, and all kinds of moves emerged one after another, with runes, sword qi, sword qi, and spells everywhere.

It didn't matter so much, because at this time, a disciple of the Xuanyang Sect was holding a war knife and blasted towards Chen Xuan, who didn't think about it, and directly pulled out his saber to block it, and one sword after another collided together and sent out

"Bang!"

Then, Chen Xuan hurriedly used his other hand to pinch the seal, and kept hitting spells at the other party!

This Xuanyang Sect disciple faced Chen Xuan's spell, only to see that almost in an instant, he sacrificed a few talisman seals, and after urging them, they turned into walls and resisted the incoming attacks!

In a daze, the two of them fought together, they didn't know why, obviously there was no big hatred between the two sect disciples of Xuanlingmen and Xuanyang Sect, but now, there was only one thought in their minds, and that was to defeat each other.

For a while, the spiritual power fluctuations in the entire valley became more and more intense, causing the demon beasts in the vicinity to stay away from this place one after another.

In the field, there was almost chaos at this time, except for the people of their own sect, the people of other sects were enemies to them, and the people of the Xuanling Sect were no exception.

I saw Zhao Yang holding a sword in his hand, using his sword intent, and cutting off the heads of two or three foundation building monks in an instant, all of whom were from different sects.

After the killing, Zhao Yang didn't think much about it, he directly stretched out his hand and waved, and several storage bags fell into his palm, he put them away, and then continued to look at the other monks in the field.

Here, Chen Xuan was indistinguishable from the mid-stage foundation building monk in front of him, the other party was a sword cultivator, from the Xuanyang Sect, and the two were originally in the field, like most people, engaged in a chaotic fight.

But in order to avoid other troubles, Chen Xuan fled while fighting, and after a few minutes, the two of them were more than ten meters away from the 'battlefield'.

Looking at the Xuanyang Sect monk in front of him who was holding a war knife and his face was full of ferocity, Chen Xuan raised his hand, gestured in a pause posture, and shouted at him at the same time

"Wait a minute!"