These words made Zhao Yang frown slightly, and his eyes were staring at the young master of the love door in front of him, Jiang Qiubai.

Seeing that the other party was so fearless, Zhao Yang had to be wary of whether the other party still had a back hand, and suddenly, a feeling of uneasiness came to his heart.

I saw Zhao Yang, who was fighting with Jiang Qiubai, and taking advantage of the gap, he turned his head slightly to look at the remaining Xuanlingmen disciples.

I don't know when, in the mid-air around them, there were already the disciples of the Romance Sect waiting for Edgeworth, and they were staring at the people of the Xuanling Sect standing on the ground with their unkind eyes.

These disciples of the Xuanling Sect, seeing that they were surrounded by the disciples of the Xuanling Sect, seemed a little overwhelmed for a while, and they drew their swords one by one, and it was best to be ready for battle at any time.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yang gritted his teeth and said secretly, "Oh no", because now he may not only not be able to save the disciples in the valley, but even the remaining disciples of the Xuanling Sect may all fall here.

If all these twenty Xuanling Sect disciples fell here, then after this secret realm, there might really be no one in the younger generation of Xuanling Sect, because they were all selected from the Great Competition.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang did not hesitate, he hurriedly used his divine sense to spread the word to the disciples of the Xuanling Sect

"You take advantage of the moment, hurry up, use the talisman seal or your own life-saving means, and escape as far as you can! If you don't run, you really won't be able to escape!"

Everyone who learned the information was stunned, and they unanimously turned their eyes to Zhao Yang.

Facing everyone's gaze, Zhao Yang just nodded, and then his eyes continued to stare at the young monk holding a folding fan in front of him, Jiang Qiubai.

As if guessing what Zhao Yang meant, the corners of Jiang Qiubai's mouth lifted up slightly, chuckled, and said

"Don't do stupid things and try to run away! Don't you notice that you are all in the formation now?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yang, who had always been expressionless, showed a solemn expression at this time, just now, during the time he was fighting with Jiang Qiubai, the rest of the disciples of the Inquiry Sect took advantage of this gap to lay down a formation and trapped them here.

At this moment, some Xuanling Sect disciples who had originally used the Cloud Talisman to escape reappeared in the same place.

When they saw the scenery around them, their faces were shocked!

Zhao Yang tightened the saber in his hand, snorted coldly, and laughed

"Really, don't you know that in the face of absolute power, your ordinary and no ordinary trapped formation is far from enough?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Qiubai was obviously stunned, but then, as if he had heard some joke, he actually laughed out loud and said lightly

"In the face of absolute power, Zhao Yang, do you think you can still have a chance to win against me now?"

"In this trapped formation, the life and death of you Xuanling Sect are all under my control now! as long as I feel the slightest bit unhappy, you and these remaining disciples will all be buried here!"

Hearing Zhao Yang say such words, the disciples of the Xuanling Sect were originally in the mood of falling to the bottom, but now they seemed to suddenly see a glimmer of hope, and they all looked at Zhao Yang with expectant looks, because they knew that if they could escape this catastrophe, they could only listen to this senior brother!

Facing Jiang Qiubai's threat, the corners of Zhao Yang's mouth were slightly hooked, and in the next second, he disappeared in an instant.

The sudden move made everyone present not expect that just when Jiang Qiubai used his spiritual power and propped up the protective shield to prevent Zhao Yang from sneaking up on him, he only saw a strong wind blowing in mid-air.

A moment later, the disciples of the Inquiry Sect, who were originally flying in mid-air, suddenly fell three or four from the sky, and they fell to the ground from mid-air, losing their voice, and there was a bright red sword wound on their necks, which was clearly visible.

It was naturally Zhao Yang who caused all this, when he killed three or four mid-stage foundation building monks in less than a minute, these young disciples didn't even have the slightest strength to resist, maybe even they didn't know what was going on, so they died with doubts.

Seeing that Zhao Yang was so strong, all the disciples of the Xuanling Sect showed joy, and their eyes were full of admiration for this senior brother, because no one here could reach the same level as him, and killing a monk in the middle stage of foundation building was as simple as mowing grass.

However, this scene fell on Jiang Qiubai's eyes, but it became incredible, and he shouted in disbelief

"Zhao Yang!

"What am I? Do you think it's hard for me to stop me with your simple formation? I will kill the disciples who mainly provide spiritual power for you to arrange this formation, without spiritual power, I don't believe how long your formation can last!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Yang disappeared in place again, he turned into a majestic wind, and pounced on the many disciples of the Inquiry Sect in mid-air, using the sword intent, every time he stabbed out, he would obtain the head of a disciple of the Inquiry Sect.

About two or three minutes have passed, and nearly ten Inquiry Sect disciples have been killed in the field, and now in addition to the disciples who maintain the formation, there are no more than five Inquiry Sect disciples present.

At this time, Jiang Qiubai hurriedly waved the folding fan in his hand, and shot one spell after another to blast at Zhao Yang, who was still shooting at the disciple of the Asking Sect, and at the same time, he scolded loudly

"Stop!"

However, where would Zhao Yang listen to him, I saw that he grabbed the Replenishing Spirit Pill and fed it into his mouth, and then continued to kill the remaining disciples of the Romance Sect!

The twenty monks who were able to come here to participate in the secret realm were all geniuses who had been screened by each sect, but these genius disciples of the Asking Sect were so vulnerable under Zhao Yang's hands.

Seeing that he couldn't stop Zhao Yang's slaughter, Jiang Qiubai's face turned ruthless, and he hurriedly launched one attack after another, blasting towards the disciples of Xuanling Sect!

At the same time, he asked those disciples who were controlling the formation to quickly give up and flee for their lives, and now they can escape one by one.

Only now, Jiang Qiubai knew that he was underestimating Zhao Yang of Xuanlingmen, and at the beginning he felt that with his own strength, coupled with the formation arranged by his junior disciples, after trapping him, it was enough to have the possibility of killing him in one fell swoop.

However, when he actually fought with him, and when he saw Zhao Yang use that terrifying sword intent to kill the disciples of the Asking Sect one after another at a speed that was so fast that people couldn't see it clearly, he knew that he had underestimated the other party, but he didn't expect him to be unexpectedly strong.

But what's the use of thinking about it now?

The top priority is to quickly cover the retreat of their junior brothers, otherwise if they all really fall here, then their love gate will become a laughing stock and become the end of the six major sects of the Qingguo.

As one spell after another bombarded the Xuanling Sect disciples, where could these Xuanling Sect disciples block Jiang Qiubai's attack, although they all used their spiritual power to resist, although they resisted the attack, it was inevitable that they would be injured.