The one who came was Yunhe, who had a dislike with Rong Hui.

Yunhe stepped forward to investigate Bian Xu's injuries.

When he found that Bian Xu's golden pill was shattered and his meridians were broken, his eyes widened with anger.

Yun He didn't ask for the reason, and directly poured out his anger on the monks.

"You let the young master of the Xianyin Sect put me in danger, and I can't save him when I see death!"

Yun He's eyes opened angrily, and the green tendons on his forehead swelled with the whirring breath, "This seat wants you to pay for what you have done!"

Anger erupted from Yunhe's chest, and he grabbed it with five fingers and a volley.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed color.

Everyone only felt as if their chests were pressed against Mount Tai, and the heavy weight forced them to breathe.

There was an atmosphere of panic and anxiety all around, as if the end was coming.

The coercion that made the monks tremble came to their faces, overwhelming the monks who had just suffered from the coercion of Rong Hui's Faxiang, and fell straight on the ice that had not melted for thousands of years, listening weakly to the explosion of broken muscles and bones.

"Click, click. ”

Except for Rong Hui, all of them were injured under his coercion.

Wherever the coercion went, wails were everywhere.

Even the ice cliffs collapsed in half.

"The wind is gentle. The fierce eyes of the cloud crane and eagle falcon stared at Bian Xu, and a seeping chill overflowed from his throat, "Who injured the young sect master." ”

The strength of Yuan Ying's power made Feng's heart tremble lightly, and she pinched the cold sweat in her palm, "Yes... It was Elder Rong who injured him in a fight with Ah Xu. ”

The face of the emblem is like sinking water.

In the wind and snow, no one could see that it was Bian Xu, who was ruined by Rong Hui.

As soon as these words came out, all the monks looked at the wind softly, and said in their hearts: Wasn't it the ice beast's doing?

The wind is gentle, which is...

Selling Master for Glory?

The wind said this softly, and concentrated Yunhe's anger on Rong Hui.

Yun He's natal immortal sword was held in the palm of his hand, "Rong Hui, you broke the young sect master's golden pill, I will let you pay for your blood debt." ”

Bian Xu is Yunhe watched grow up, he has no children under his knees, and treats him as his own.

Bian Xu's lawless work in the immortal cultivation world relied on Yunhe's unconditional pampering.

Yunhe loves him to the core, and even Bian Xu's father is inferior.

This is also the reason why Bian Xu broke into a catastrophe at the beginning, and it was Yunhe who led people to break into the Sword Spirit Mountain to ask for the guilt, not the sect master of the Xianyin Sect.

"After beating the small ones and the old ones, your Xianyin Sect is endless. Rong Hui's wooden sword was horizontal, "Come to fight!"

Bian Xu is Rong Hui's waste, she has nothing to say.

Rong Hui is trying to find a person who is a Yuan Infant cultivator to compete with him.

The premise of the Ruthless Killing Sword can leapfrog the challenge is that the Dantian Jade Mansion has not been seriously damaged.

This swordsmanship has a great comprehension when it is in a desperate situation, and it can be broken through in battle.

If the enemy can't be beaten, Rong Hui still has a token to summon the law phase, who can help her.

Rong Hui's fearless appearance made Yunhe angry.

If she still cultivates out of her body, that's fine.

Nowadays, the waste of building the foundation still dares to shout, and I don't know whether I am alive or dead.

If you don't give her some color, she still thinks she is a powerful man!

Yunhe sneered: "Old witch, I don't think you want to live anymore." ”

Killing Rong Hui may cause the Sword Spirit Sect and the Xianyin Sect to turn against each other.

But if you don't have this bad breath, Yunhe can't calm down.

Rong Hui sneered: "Old thing, go well on Huangquan Road." ”

The battle was about to break out, and everyone looked nervously at the two who were waiting solemnly, and their breathing became cautious.

"Elder Rong. Rong Rong, who came back to his senses, said nervously: "Don't be reckless. ”

Building the foundation against the Yuan Baby, it is simply self-defeating.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Rong Hui and Yunhe spoke at the same time.

The Yunhe Immortal Sword flickered, and the ethereal and strange body technique instantly came to Rong Hui's body, and the cold sword approached Rong Hui's slender neck, and said confidently: "Old witch, this seat uses your best swordsmanship to kill you, which is enough to give you face." ”

If this sword goes down, there is no sword spirit sect emblem in the world.

Yunhe turned his wrist and turned to Rong Rong in a dashing manner: "Collect her body." ”

Rong Rong looked at Yunhe in a daze, where was the shadow of Rong Hui.

Yunhe noticed something strange and turned his head to see that there was no one behind him.

How come?!

That sword can obviously cut Rong Hui's neck!

She has a foundation building period, how can she avoid the sword of Yuan Ying!

"Look where. Rong Hui quietly appeared behind Yunhe, "Have you figured out what kind of wooden coffin to use and what style of shroud to wear?" ”

Rong Hui's straightforward declaration of war made Yun He furious, and no one dared to talk to him like this: "Rong Hui!"

"Tsk, it's also a great baby. Rong Hui said casually: "Just like you, obediently kowtow to my ancestors, I may be able to spare your life." ”

Rong Hui's arrogant and domineering appearance completely angered Yun He, and he pounced on Rong Hui angrily.

Rong Hui's heart moved at will, and he had already flown away from the ice cliff and entered the dense forest under the mountain.

Yunhe's condensed sword qi caused the mountain to collapse, but it didn't hit Rong Hui's body, and his teeth chattered in anger.

"What to run, what to run, there is a real battle of skills!"

Rong Hui said lazily: "I run with my ability, if you can't catch up, you can't." ”

The most taboo thing for a man is that others say he can't do it.

Xianyin Sect is the leader of the group with speed, and Rong Hui only runs and does not fight back, which is quite a feeling of mastering the long skills of mastering and conquering.

The spiritual power under the cloud crane's feet surged, and the speed was so fast that only a phantom remained, and he still couldn't catch up with Rong Hui.

Could it be that Rong Hui hid his cultivation?

No, it is impossible!

Yunhe stopped chasing, his sword floated in the air, and his five fingers grabbed it to the place where Rong Hui was.

The towering trees within a radius of ten miles rose from the ground, and then revealed the figure of Rong Hui.

"Enough of the game, go die, old witch. Yun He lifted his eyelids, a fine light shot out of his eyes, and a majestic spiritual power erupted around his body, and thousands of cold light four-shot spirit swords were blurred in the air, "Ten thousand swords return to the sect, kill!"

The spirit sword swarmed away with a devastating force, and the gray sky was only dotted with cold light, and the killing intent was pressing.

Rong Hui, who was waiting solemnly, held his breath, and the wooden sword in his hand skyrocketed thousands of times under the urging of spiritual power, turning into an indestructible shield to block the cold sword that shot over.

The overwhelming force pushed Rong Hui back a few steps, and she kicked her back foot and flicked the spirit sword back with her backhand.

Yun He, who was lightly defeated, was devoured by the spiritual power, and severe pain surged into his chest, and he only felt that the spiritual power in his body was about to tear his body apart, and his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You..."Yun He stiffly looked at Rong Hui who came with a sword, and said incredulously: "You are not a foundation building cultivation at all, it is clearly a cultivation that should be in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty!"

In a trance, Yunhe sensed another unusual aura.

Yunhe hurriedly turned around, his scarlet eyes and the panicked wind gently staring at each other through the air.

The fairy sword of the wind passed behind Yun He, and the blood-stained tip of the sword emerged from the heart.

"Slut!" Yun He roared angrily, slamming Feng lightly on the ribs with all his palm, "Kill you!"

Feng was lightly pained and hurriedly explained: "No... It's not me, uncle, it's not me. ”

The wind gently followed, and he saw Yunhe and Rong Hui fighting.

Rong Hui was more powerful than she had imagined.

Feng gently regretted that he had quit the division.

She originally wanted to catch up and plead to let Yunhe surround her master's life, and then return to the Sword Spirit Sect by herself.

Feng gently took out his sword, but he was pushed by someone, and a sword pierced Yunhe's chest.

Yunhe's arrogance and contempt of the enemy were severely injured by Rong Hui, and his body was already at the end of his crossbow.

The wind directly destroyed his body with a single sword.

The monks who followed were stunned when they saw Yunhe fall under the sword of the wind.

"The wind gently killed Elder Yunhe of the Immortal Yin Sect!"

"I'm afraid this woman is not crazy!"

"The Immortal Yin Sect attaches great importance to Yunhe, and if the wind is light, it will be hunted down!"

“.....”

"No, it's not me!" Feng gently pulled out the fairy sword in a hurry, and said hoarsely: "I didn't!"

Rong Hui looked at Yunhe hidden in the shadows, furrowed his eyebrows, and said softly to the wind: "Is it me?"

Feng shook her head lightly and hurriedly, and she cried nervously, "Master, I didn't mean to kill Elder Yun, the Immortal Yin Sect will definitely not let me go, Master save me." ”

Rong Hui pinched her pointed chin and said sharply, "Have you seen me dissect Bian Xu's golden pill with your own eyes?"

Feng shook his head weakly, "No, no." ”

Rong Hui laughed angrily: "If you weren't in a hurry to invite merit to hint at Yunhe, Bian Xu's Jin Dan was cut by me, how could he fight me to the death?!"

The wind was slightly startled and fell to the ground.

"I rescued you from the wolf's den, taught you to practice, and made you a human being, where can I not hold you up?"

Rong Hui shook off the wind gently, and his five fingers hung above her head, urging spiritual power: "You have limited this seat to the unrighteous place three times and twice, and today this seat uses the master-apprentice spiritual contract as a medium to abolish its cultivation, and you and I will break off righteousness." ”

The master-apprentice spirit contract is a unilateral contract set up to prevent apprentices from betraying their master.

Master can abolish the cultivation of the Yuan Infant into the cultivation of the following monks.

"No, don't, Master, I don't want it!" Feng was so anxious that he broke down and cried, "Master, don't abolish my cultivation, don't, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong, Master!"

Rong Hui indifferently urged the contract, kicked away the paralyzed wind gently, and pulled away.

Kill the wind lightly too cheap for her.

To turn her into a mortal who will be born, old, sick and die, and a waste material that can never be cultivated, is a cruel punishment for her.