Yang Yun looked at the people on the ground, glanced at Li Xue again, and finally looked at the white-haired woman.

"I know that it was a wrong choice for Fallen Leaf to tolerate you. ”

"Boy, the old and new accounts will be settled today. ”

At this moment, the elders who manipulated the Holy Mountain, after Yang Yun came to the Holy Mountain, found that they and the others would be fine if they could break away from the control of the Holy Mountain, and they were busy wanting to help Yang Yun.

However, the moment they stepped out of the temple gate, they saw a mountain peak hanging above the sky of the Fallen Leaf Sect, and then they saw corpses all over the Fallen Leaf Sect, including demon beasts and disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sect.

In the end, they saw that there were almost 10,000 monks fighting against thousands of demon beasts, and no two of them were fighting against a giant beast.

The elders should even rush into the battle circle.

"Zhao Da... ”

"Qian Er... ”

"Sun Shan... ”

"Li Shi... ”

The elders looked at the once familiar faces lying on the ground, and they were all sad.

"Ziyin, what's going on?"

The Ninth Elder looked at Zi Yin, who was covered in blood and fighting bloodily, and felt inexplicably distressed in her heart, from Zi Yin's indifferent eyes at the moment, she knew that the innocent girl who used to be no longer existed.

Seeing the Nine Elders and the others appear on the battlefield, Luo Ye Yan secretly said in his heart, could it be that the disciples of all the sects on the Holy Mountain had an accident, otherwise they would not have come here.

Huang Storm looked at the distracted Fallen Leaves, and concentrated his palm on Fallen Leaves' shoulders, knocking her to the ground, but came to Qiqi's side.

At this moment, Qi Qi was still frightened against the mountain peak hanging in the air, his eyes were uncertain, and from above6 he felt danger, his life was in danger.

"Retreat... ”

Qi Qi thought about it again and again, and said to Huang Storm, Qi Qi is too scared at this moment, there is still such an existence in the cultivation realm, what is going on?

"Then these demon beasts don't care?" asked Huang Storm softly.

"These brutes let them hold these people back, retreat, retreat... ”

Qi Qi didn't wait for Huang Storm to make a move this time, he directly turned into his original body, shook his wings and fled away into the distance at a high speed.

Fallen Leaf looked at the two who were leaving, and wanted to get up to pursue it, when a figure came down from the top of the mountain peak and came to Fallen Leaf Dead and said.

"Sect Master, you are still needed to be in charge here, and the two of them are handed over to me. ”

Falling Leaves looked at the person in front of him and fell into deep contemplation, this is his senior brother Ye Qing, the most outstanding disciple of the Falling Leaves Sect five hundred years ago, if you say how outstanding is it? In that generation, Ye Qing was the enemy of the older generation, not the younger generation.

"Hmm. ”

I saw Ye Qing directly turn into a streamer and chase in the direction where the two of them fled.

Falling Ye Yan looked at the many disciples who fell to the ground in front of him, his heart was sad, and he rushed into the beast group with his sword, due to the lack of control of Qi Qi and Huang Tyrant, the combat effectiveness of the beasts at this moment was not as good as before, coupled with the blessing of many elders and the 10,000 people of Ye Shengmen, everyone swept this group of giant beasts with the momentum of blowing Gu La.

Fallen Leaves left the Nine Elders to take care of the battlefield, and asked the other elders to go to the Forest of Fallen Leaves to contact the various sects, and he was busy rushing to the Holy Mountain, where there were outstanding disciples of various sects, if all of them were buried here, I was afraid that I would be sorry for the sects even if I died.

Zi Yin held a long sword and stood among the many corpses, looking indifferently at the disciples carrying the corpses of the sect's disciples and demon beasts, and watched quietly like this.

"Buzz... ”

Ziyin's eyes went dark, and the whole person fell backwards.

Ziyin had a dream, and the dream was very long.

In the dream, she grew up happily in the land of the Fallen Leaf Sect, and then countless junior sisters and disciples appeared on this land, and then disappeared from this land one by one, she wanted to stay, but their figures melted through her fingers and disappeared without a trace.

There he wept and hated his incompetence, when his master appeared in a dream and held himself in his arms.

The Master told himself that I had walked in the forests of fallen leaves and fished in the grassy river, that I had been both calm and stormy, that I had practiced only for pleasure, that we were children of newborn calves, and that we did not want to hurt anyone unless they wanted to take away our home.

Whoever dares to set foot on this land, we are the only masters of our own destiny, never give in, never die, if we are not strong, we will perish, and our time will start now.

On the holy mountain, Yang Yun appeared in front of everyone, facing the white-haired woman's eyes with coldness.

"There's a price to be paid for beating my friend. ”

Yang Yun waved his hand, and a pillar of energy enveloped everyone, and everyone felt that their cultivation was slowly recovering.

"You have entered the Holy Mountain?"

The white-haired woman felt the continuous improvement of everyone's cultivation, her eyes looked around, and she decided whether to go or not, after all, so many people have restored their cultivation, among them still have artifacts, and their own cultivation has not yet recovered, if they don't go, they may capsize in the gutter, when the white-haired woman's eyes looked at Yang Yun, her eyes were full of hatred, it was the man in front of her, who repeatedly sabotaged his plans, and now, he broke his hope of recovery.

"Yang Yun, you have to die... ”

All around, everyone looked at Yang Yun and the white-haired woman in the field, wondering what the result of Yang Yun and the battle was.

From the beginning to the end of this battle, to put it bluntly, it was the white-haired woman who crushed the whole scene, and most of the disciples of each sect were killed or injured, just to delay the opportunity, and wait for their respective sects to come back and notice the abnormality on the holy mountain, so as to minimize the loss.

These people present knew very well in their hearts that they had sacrificed so much just to ask for a chance, and now they and the others would only need a few more quarters of an hour to resume their cultivation, and even if there were no powerhouses from various sects to come, they would be able to deal with it.

Now, the most critical moment has arrived, whether Yang Yun can hold back the white-haired woman for a few quarters of an hour depends only on Yang Yun's cultivation and luck. Everyone prayed in their hearts that Yang Yun could delay these few quarters of an hour, but Wu Fei, who was in his heyday, only lasted a quarter of an hour in the full battle, and some things were not useful if they were not prayed.

The white-haired woman sneered, and said in a tone that was close to madness: "This time you don't have the good luck of last time, now you can see clearly how I devoured you alive." ”

As she spoke, the white-haired woman's figure instantly elongated, leaving countless afterimages in the high-speed flash, intertwining around Yang Yun's body and taking advantage of a dense net, quickly shrinking. The substantial distribution of swords in the sky, with a piercing whistling sound, formed a terrifying network of light, covering Yang Yun.

Yang Yun calmly looked at the white-haired woman's attack, at this moment, although Yang Yun had become the master of this heaven and earth on this holy mountain, after all, the time was still short, and he could no longer do whatever he wanted in this space, but at least he could sense the attack power of the white-haired woman.

"Yang Yun, this is the practice of the previous generation of Tai, and there is a reflection in my memory. This trick is so that you can't defend it if you have to cultivate, and you can only have a chance to attack. ”

In an instant, Xiao Shu Tai informed Yang Yun of the domineering and aggressiveness of this move, which made Yang Yun very vigilant in his heart, and wanted to hide in the void, but he told him that this move could strangle everything in the void, and he didn't know if it worked, not to mention, he also wanted to try his own cultivation.

"Chaos Decision, Chaos Fist, Fist Breaking Ten Thousand Laws. ”

Yang Yun roared angrily, using the Heaven and Earth Synchronization Body Technique, dodging the sword rays in the sky, and then bombarded the white-haired woman with his fists, Yang Yun's entire body spun up, his fists were sandwiched with dazzling multicolored brilliance, and hundreds of fist shadows were swung in mid-air.

And the sword that surrounded Yang Yun on the white-haired woman's side also shrank extremely quickly, wanting to strangle Yang Yun directly.

The brilliance was handed over, and two powerful forces with completely different breaths collided together, and suddenly produced a terrifying explosion, sandwiched with the momentum of destroying everything, and rampant all over the wild. On the ground, the strong air flow rolled up the earth-shattering dust, in mid-air, the white-haired woman took three steps back, Yang Yun retreated directly to Li Xue's side, and the air flow outside her body rolled, although this move The two of them did not distinguish between victory and defeat, but Yang Yun retreated dozens of steps, after all, the gap between the two realms was like a chasm.

The white-haired woman glanced at Yang Yun, her eyes were cold, and her body appeared in front of Yang Yun as soon as she moved, and the substantial sword in her hand was as fast as lightning, shooting out forty-nine rays of light, attacking Yang Yun and Li Xue behind Yang Yun. As soon as the sword trick came out, the white-haired woman smiled proudly, pinched her hands in front of her chest again, and then followed by two rays of light that suddenly transformed into two cyan flying dragons, attacking Yang Yun and Li Xue.

Yang Yun looked at the white-haired woman's blow indifferently, Yang Yun broke out in a cold sweat, with his strength at the moment, he could barely protect himself, but what about Li Xue behind him, but if he was injured and couldn't fight anymore, everyone would die in a moment.

"Give. ”

At this time, Li Xue handed the Purple Immortal Sword to Yang Yun, Yang Yun looked at this immortal weapon, felt the energy on it, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, his body turned sideways, and he skillfully dodged the opponent's attack.

"Heavenly Sword Duel - Heaven Destroying Style. ”

"What!"

Feng Jie and the others looked at Yang Yun in shock, because they had seen this sword move on Yao Chi, it was a sword move that belonged to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.