Sima Yuan looked at the two approaching strong figures, turned sideways slightly, bowed and said, "There is Fourth Senior Brother Lao."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared beside him.

The person who came was dressed in a silver-white sword robe, with a three-foot Qingfeng hanging diagonally on his waist and clenching it tightly, his eyes were cold and arrogant.

It is the personal inheritance of the master of Jianfeng, Zhang Zonghei, who ranks fourth!

Turning a deaf ear to Sima Yuan, who was bowing down, he looked at the existence of the two uninvited Zhuji beings, and said coldly,

"Without the permission of my Sword Peak, trespassing on my Sword Peak's important land, do the two of you want to provoke internal strife in the sect?"

A middle-aged man in a gold-robed robe said in a silent voice, "Miscellaneous disciple Sima Yuan colluded with foreign enemies and killed fellow disciples without permission, the crime is unforgivable, and we came to arrest the murderer on the order of the Law Enforcement Hall, why did we not allow it?"

The man beside him glanced at Sima Yuan with a smile, "Although I don't know how you killed Huang Zhen, he is my distinguished guest of Zixiao Peak, but he was attacked to death by you for no reason, what do you say?"

He smiled again and poured fuel on Zhang Zonghe's fire and said, "What Senior Brother Zhang said just now is wrong, and now that the Sword Peak Sword Pool and Sword Cliff have entered the jurisdiction of Zixiao Peak, why do you want to trespass?"

His tone paused slightly, and he said with deep meaning, "Could it be that Senior Brother Zhang is dissatisfied with the real person in charge?"

Zhang Zongsi's cold eyes were instantly cold, and the murderous intent in his gaze at the man was awe-inspiring, "Wang Yan, you are looking for death!"

Sima Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and he remembered that the senior brother had mentioned that in addition to the Sword Peak, in addition to the Spirit Array Peak, the Divine Pill Peak, and the Treasure Weapon Peak, there were still Immortal Fu Peaks.

The disciples of this peak are very good at drawing talisman carving, and their strength is on par with Shendan Peak, and they secretly form an offensive and defensive alliance with the three peaks of the Zixiao Sect and the Spirit Array Peak and the Treasure Weapon Peak, and they have a hidden desire to fight against the two major camps such as the Sword Peak forces and the head of the family.

And as far as he knew, this person named Wang Yan was the person from the Immortal Fu Peak.

Could it be that Fu Zhengfeng has also joined the camp of the leader?

Sima Yuan's heart was awe-inspiring, in this way, his sword peak might face a situation of embattlement.

Zhang Zongsi's face was expressionless, as if he had not noticed the trend of the other party's alliance, "Senior Brother Wang has the intention of testing the sword, and Zhang should accompany him!"

Before the words fell, a blue sword blade suddenly came out of its sheath, and suddenly killed the other party with lightning speed.

The other two sneered and their colors were sluggish, and they immediately showed annoyance and anger, and in the face of Zhang Zonghe's sudden attack, they were caught off guard.

In a hurry, they could only guard their own housekeeping skills in front of them.

Zhang Zongsi turned a blind eye, and as soon as the azure sword qi came out of the sheath, it showed a terrifying sword momentum, and the majestic sword qi like a sea and a stream instantly enveloped the other party.

Two exclamations, a dull snort of pain came one after another, and then two angry shouts rang out, "Zhang Zonghei, are you crazy?"

The fight was imminent, which was beyond Sima Yuan's expectations.

What lifted Sima Yuan's spirits even more was Zhang Zongsi's vigorous and resolute style, and this kind of 'reckless' character of drawing his sword against each other when he disagreed was deeply in line with Sima Yuan's heart.

Especially this matter is still for him to come out.

With excitement in his eyes, he looked at Zhang Han and the others dozens of feet away, and laughed loudly.

"Senior Brother Zhang came to my Sword Peak, and the hospitality was not good, Sima Yuan is willing to salute Senior Brother again!"

Seeing this, Zhang Han, whose face was already gloomy as water, saw this, the cold color in his eyes flashed, and he shouted in a low voice, "Looking for !! death"

Sima Yuan, who was dozens of zhang away, was naturally difficult to hear, but he saw that his figure was ethereal, and his body was full of spiritual light, and a strong aura at the peak of qi refining burst out, although it was not as strong as the foundation building powerhouse who was fighting in the air in the distance, but under Zhang Han's 'pandering', there was a bit of foundation building battlefield style.

However, it was said that Sima Yuan stepped lightly on the rocks on the cliff on the soles of his feet, jumped up high, and a broad red and black heavy sword in his hand suddenly appeared.

He clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and the leaping figure fell in the air, and the peak aura of the strong Qi Refining Peak spread out.

The eagle looked at the wolf and pierced the other party like a needle prick, his eyes were red and angry, and he opened his mouth to shout,

"Slash!!"

Like a tiger coming out of the mountain, a wild wolf hunting, the exposed fangs make people tremble.

On the other side, Zhang Han's pupils shrank, his heart sank slightly, and then his cold color turned crazy and ruthless, not retreating but advancing, and directly catering to it.

Sima Yuan laughed, "It's good to come!"

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

When the three foundation-building powerhouses in the sky were facing each other in the air, on the Qilin Cliff below, Sima Yuan and Zhang Han fought together.

The heavy sword in Sima Yuan's hand slashed down, and the sound of breaking the air, whirring and tearing was terrifying.

As Zhang Han's figure leaped, a dark spear quietly appeared in his hand, and the ink-black spear was six feet long.

The blood-stained icy spear head was sharp and tough, and it exuded a terrifying dazzling light, and a terrifying fluctuation that was half a step to build the foundation quickly dispersed, making people's hearts palpitate.

Zhang Han held the gun and went up, ignoring the power of Sima Yuan's swift heavy sword, and stabbed Sima Yuan in the chest!

Sima Yuan's face was hideous, and his heavy sword was aimed at the head of the spear.

Huo Ran cut down!

Boom!!!

The two half-spirit weapons collided violently, and the spear head and sword blade made a clattering sound, sparking brilliant sparks, and red light shot out, reflecting on the mountain cliff.

Holding each other for a moment, the two figures fell, and immediately rushed over in unison.

Sima Yuan swung his sword and slashed obliquely, Zhang Han raised his gun to block, and the bang started again.

The two fought back and forth for thirty years.

A few quarters of an hour later, the two figures stepped back a few steps, standing and staring at each other, spears trembling and heavy swords buzzing.

Sima Yuan squinted slightly, and the tremor from above his right hand made his palm numb and tremble.

On the other side, Zhang Han's face was even more gloomy and dark like the bottom of a pot, he glanced at the heavy sword in Sima Yuan's hand, and said slowly, "I never thought that after a few years, a mere ant in the past could grow so fast." ”

Sima Yuan smiled indifferently, "What Senior Brother Zhang didn't expect, maybe it's more than that. ”

Zhang Han's face was cold, and a hint of murder appeared, "Yes, I really didn't expect that the little minions who were entangled in the battle of wills in the past would dare to intervene in the overall situation of the sect today, you are really impatient." ”

Sima Yuan waved his heavy sword lightly, "In the past, it was easy for you to pinch him to death, but today's minions can be comparable." ”

He asked with a serious face, "Have you lived like a dog all these years?"

Zhang Han was furious, pointed his gun at Sima Yuan, and said sharply, "The kid is presumptuous!!"

Before the words fell, a powerful aura comparable to a half-step foundation surging in, rolling up the ground and falling leaves spiritual power waves seemed to have the potential to move mountains and seas, and wanted to crush Sima Yuan into a small end.

Before the offensive arrived, the wave of air had arrived.

Sima Yuan's heart sank, this person has not only reached the peak of qi refining, but has also been immersed in this realm for a long time.

If Sima Yuan is compared to a seedling spirit tree several zhang high, like a child, then the other party is a pillar more than ten zhang high!

Sima Yuan clenched the Heavenly Sword, and the peak cultivation of Qi refining suddenly dispersed, colliding with the other party in the air, and there was a burst of sound.

When the two of them attacked each other, there were thirty rounds of back and forth, and the two sides were almost touched underground.

Now is the time to finish the battle!

Sima Yuan's thoughts fell, the brilliance in his eyes suddenly enlarged, a trace of fierceness was revealed, and he pressed the heavy sword in his hand, and the aura moved with his heart, crossing into it.

The aura in the body was continuously infused into the Tiangong Sword, and the aura circulating above the crimson sword body was like a silver snake that was rapidly flashing, rigidly entwining the widening long sword.

As the spirit snake rotated faster and faster, an aura comparable to a half-step foundation building burst in, making Zhang Han's rapid offensive not stagnate.

Immediately, his eyes were fierce, and he rushed again faster than Fang Cai.

Sima Yuan Huo Ran raised his head, the killing aura in his eyes was about to rush into the sky, and almost less than three zhang apart between the two of them, he launched an offensive.

With a fierce flash in his eyes, he slashed down at the other party's spear-wielding arm without dodging.

Zhang Han's eyes sneered, the strength of the spear did not decrease in the slightest, the direction was impartial, and he poked at Sima Yuan's heart and lungs in a daze.

Sima Yuan also turned a blind eye, and the heavy sword in his hand slashed down with great force.

Slash the other person's shoulder.

And at the moment when Zhang Han's spear stabbed into his chest, he only deviated a little to the right.

It's like giving the middle of your house to the other party without defense.

And Zhang Han faced Sima Yuan's shocking slashing attack, and he also only had the intention of dodging, only to the right.

"Poof!!"

"Humph!!"

Two broken voices sounded almost simultaneously.

One was pierced with a spear, embedded between the ribs, and completely pierced through the chest and abdomen.

One had his arm cut off by a sword.

The two were both defeated, and they were seriously injured and dying.

Sima Yuan covered his chest with hemoptysis, and his arms hung down dejectedly to hold the wound on his chest and abdomen.

A remnant sword slammed into the ground with a clatter, and the Tiangong sword was embedded in half of the opponent's body, making it difficult to pull it out.

Zhang Han's face was ashen, and he looked directly at Sima Yuan and was silent for a long time.

Sima Yuan indifferently pulled out the Tiangong Sword, "You go."

He glanced at the injured disciples who were already frightened stupidly on the other side, "Why don't you Senior Brother Zhang hurry up."

They shivered in unison, picked up Zhang Han with a complicated expression and left.

Seeing that the other party was withdrawing, Sima Yuan didn't pay attention to it anymore, he turned around and looked up, looking up at the 'helper'.

Above the low sky, a figure stood indifferently, looking at Sima Yuan like a stranger.

Sima Yuan looked at each other calmly, without fear.

Its blue sword robe fluttered in the wind, and its sharp gaze was even more terrifying against the backdrop of its blood-dyed bun.

The long sword in his hand was returned to the sheath, and a trace of scarlet residual blood was left outside.

The silence was even more oppressive.

The indifferent eyes made the alarm bell in Sima Yuan's heart ring suddenly, and he quietly narrowed, and the Immortal Sword of the Imperial Envoy hovered in front of him, like a guard guard.

Zhang Zongsi's cold eyes seemed to have a hint of surprise flashing, and he immediately returned to normal.

His figure fell, his palm flipped over, and a tempting pill entered the tip of his nose, and a round pill the size of a dragon's eye appeared in front of him.

He said lightly, "Hui Yuan Dan, suppress the injury." ”

Sima Yuan took it in silence and thanked him.

Sima Yuan's eyes drooped slightly, Tiangong clenched it in his hand, and asked the fairy sword to hover and levitate in front of his chest, ready to go.

Zhang Zongsi turned a deaf ear, walked to the edge of the cliff, lowered his eyes and looked coldly, and there seemed to be a cloudy and uncertain look in his eyes.

Sima Yuan suddenly spoke, "This place is indeed a good place to kill people."

Zhang Zongsi turned around, "What, afraid of death?"

Sima Yuan chuckled, "There is a great terror between life and death, I am just a mere mortal person, how can I avoid vulgarity?"

Looking at the bottom of the cliff, there was an abyss hundreds of feet deep, and from time to time there were shuddering swallowing sounds and low roars.

Light clouds float in the air like smoke and fog, covering up the bottom and making it difficult for people to get a glimpse of the truth.

The unpredictable darkness of the unknown, the terrifying roar of the beast, and the bloodthirsty eyes of the never-ending vultures have increased the danger and terror under the Qilin Cliff several times.

Looking up at the sky, the disc is hanging high, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and the night of the cold and silent mountain cliff is even more cold and desolate.

He clutched the pain in his chest and abdomen, and looked expressionlessly at the abyss covered by clouds and mist, his eyes were dark and uncertain.

Zhang Zongsi lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the cliff deeply, and the ancient well had no waves, just like this bottomless abyss at the bottom of the cliff.

After a little silence, he said lightly, "Do you jump by yourself or will I help you?"