No one answered Liu Fatzi's question, and the monks on the street were busy taking refuge in the city.

And there are many monks like Cheng Zhaozhao who still stay to watch the excitement.

At this time, the city opened an emergency guard, dividing the city into east and west, and the east side where they were located was shrouded in the guard, and it was safe for the time being.

The fire in the west of the city was soaring into the sky, and a monk rose from the firelight, and he was the master of Kujue.

He clasped his hands together, and a golden light tore through the night and shone straight down.

Following the golden light, Cheng Zhaozhao saw the red dress that was covered by fireworks of the same color.

Sixth Senior Brother!

Cheng Zhaozhao was shocked.

The long sword that Ling Tuan was holding in his hand was covered by a thick demonic aura, and he couldn't see the appearance of the sword body at all.

The firelight shone on Ling Tuan's face, and there was not much emotion on the mask, but his red eyes were full of impatience.

"Old monk, you don't meddle with your business!"

Ling Tuan slashed with his sword, and his figure flickered like a shuttle, constantly avoiding the golden light. One after another, the fierce and domineering sword slammed into Master Kujue.

Master Kujue's expression was indifferent, and there were words in his mouth, and the Sanskrit sound became louder and louder.

The sky-high red flames, the raging demonic qi, the sloppy Sanskrit sound, and the fierce sword rays were intertwined in the west of the city, making the hearts of the monks of the entire Condor City drummer like thunder, paying attention to everything there from afar.

Cheng Zhaozhao watched the sixth senior brother fight with Yan Jue Zhenjun and Master Kujue again and again, and every time he mentioned him, he sweated.

Yan Jue Zhenjun is good at arranging arrays, and he can set up big arrays between his hands, but the sixth senior brother always breaks the big array with a sword in the most brutal way, and meets the Sanskrit sound Buddha seal of Master Kujue.

The huge Buddha seal was like a seal in front of all the monks, and Cheng Zhaozhao's heart was even calm for a while, as if all distractions were eliminated in an instant, and everything was forgotten.

Back in the gods, the sixth senior brother had already confronted the Buddha seal in mid-air against the long sword.

The giant of the Buddha Seal and the sixth senior brother in red clothes were in stark contrast, and everyone could see that Ling Tuan was suffering extremely intensely at this moment.

"This is the Sanskrit sound Buddha seal of the Pure Dust Temple, which is simply the nemesis of the demon cultivators. I'm afraid that demon cultivator will have to explain here today!" Liu Fatzi threw out a shadow talisman and explained with great interest.

Cheng Zhaozhao clenched his fists: "No." ”

"What's not going to work?" Liu Fatzi looked at her in confusion and said, "You mean that the Sanskrit Buddha Seal can't knock down that demon cultivator?"

Cheng Zhaozhao didn't seem to hear it, but just looked nervously in the direction of the west of the city.

Liu Fatzi said: "I don't believe it, you ask the little master, this is the bitter master of his Pure Dust Temple, I heard that this Sanskrit sound Buddha seal is a high-level exercise that he has comprehended." ”

Yun Xiang was pushed a few times by Liu Fatzi, retracted his gaze, and said: "The Sanskrit sound Buddha Seal is a palm technique that Kujue comprehended when he participated in the study of the Great Yan Vajra Technique, and the Buddha power is amazing, and it has destroyed countless evil cultivators hidden in the southern realm. Moreover, that demon cultivator was not only subjected to the Sanskrit Buddha seal at this time, but also the powerful coercion of the Condor City Guardian Array. ”

"So no matter how good he is, he has to explain it here today. ”

Liu Fatzi shook his head silently, and said: "It's the first time I've seen Yuanying Demon Cultivator grow up like this, don't you say that he stays in the West Pole and becomes a big devil?

There is a saying circulating in the southern border of Tianchu.

South Wujing, Four Arts, Ten Thousand Buddhas, Evil Demon Tomb.

Although human cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, demon cultivators, and demon cultivators had already agreed 10,000 years ago that they would not kill on a large scale, once they crossed the border, and killed the monks of the southern realm in such a grand manner as this demon cultivator, the rest of the righteous monks would not sit idly by.

"What would happen if this demon cultivator fell into the hands of Master Kujue?" Cheng Zhaozhao asked sideways.

Yun Xiang said: "Kujue is benevolent...... will be overdone for it. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao's face stiffened, and he was really benevolent enough.

"Zhaozhao, why do you look like this?" asked Liu Fatzi puzzled.

Cheng Zhaozhao pulled Liu Fatzi and Yunxiang back into the wing, set up a prohibition, and said, "I don't hide it, I know this demon cultivator." ”

"What?" Liu Fatzi was shocked: "Who is it?"

"My sixth senior brother - Ling Tuan. ”

Hearing this, Liu Fatzi took two steps back: "You, are you saying that this is the sixth apprentice of the Nine Sword Divine Monarch?"

"That's right. ”

"It's a demon cultivator!" Liu Fatzi exclaimed again.

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded: "He is a demon cultivator, and I didn't know about it for a long time." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao didn't have much reaction to the fact that Ling Tuan was a demon cultivator, since the master could accept him as an apprentice, he must have considered it, no matter who he was, he was already his sixth senior brother.

"Then don't let them stop, what is there to fight between the disciples of the Nine Swords Divine Monarch and our Buddhist cultivators in the southern realm, and if there is any misunderstanding, stop and talk about it. Liu Fatzi said.

Cheng Zhaozhao shook his head: "My Senior Brother Liu just doesn't want to reveal his identity now, besides, now that it's like this, if he talks about his identity, I'm afraid it will be bad." ”

"That's right, not to mention the outside world, it's just that the demon cultivator is the disaster, if people know that he is the Sword Monarch of Broken Will, then the relationship between Dongling and the South Realm will probably be even more stiff.

You don't know that those monks who stay in the sect all the year round are stubborn, and they will definitely make a big fuss about it. Liu Fatzi looked out the window and couldn't help frowning.

Boom Boom!

There was another violent tremor in the west of the city, and a magnificent palace had completely collapsed, thick smoke billowed out, and the west of the city was in ruins in an instant.

"Zhao Zhao, the affairs of those high-ranking cultivators are not something we can control, what you have to do now is to pray that your sixth senior brother can escape this catastrophe. As long as you get out of Condor City, with Yuan Ying's ability, where can't you escape?"

As soon as Liu Fatzi's words fell, he saw Ling Tuan being hit by a Brahma seal, and the whole person flew out upside down and smashed on the statue of the Divine Eagle.

"It's not good, your sixth senior brother is finished!"

Cheng Zhaozhao had already flown out of the Jade Han Tower, and the sword headed towards the west of the city.

"Zhaozhao, you wait for us. Liu Fatzi behind him threw out the flying boat and quickly chased after Yunxiang.

"Stop!

The Condor City guards in front of the guard stopped the three of them.

"Fairy Cheng, it's you. ”

The leader is the daughter of the Xia City Lord, Xia Jinyu.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "Xia Fairy." I have something important to come here, and I hope to be accommodating. ”

"Didn't you see that there was a Yuanying monk fighting in the west of the city?, did you go to look for death now?" Xia Jinyu didn't have a good breath.

"Yes, yes, what Fairy Xia said is right, let's go. Liu Fatzi, who caught up, grabbed Cheng Zhaozhao and quickly retreated.

"Liu Fat. ”

"I have a way!" Liu Fatzi said suddenly.

"What's the solution?"

"I have a teleportation array, we can go over on our own. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was puzzled: "Where are you going?"

"Aren't you going to enter the west of the city? When you break in front of the convoy, aren't you plucking the feathers on the tiger's head and looking for death?"

Cheng Zhaozhao glanced over: "Who told you that I want to go?"