Song Wentao didn't expect that the young man surnamed Baili was so young that he could regain his composure so quickly in the face of the current crisis, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said:

"Young Master Baili, what I said is this, I am an elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect, how can I do such a treacherous thing as betraying my allies? What's more, now is the time when we need our desert forces to unite to fight the enemy, how can I tell you this kind of thing? If this affects the friendly relationship between our two families, then I am a sinner for the ages!"

When the young man surnamed Baili heard this, he immediately sneered and said:

"Extreme hypocrisy, don't think that I don't know what your idea is, if you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect, I will not be at your mercy, and I want to use me to blackmail the entire palace to promise you an alliance, a fool's dream!"

Song Wentao sneered and said, "My Baili Young Master, the matter of the alliance is imperative for our Qingyun Sword Sect, how can it be said that it is a fool's dream?! As for you, don't worry, now is not the time to kill you, and when the time comes, our sect master will dominate the desert, hum!"

"Phew, shameless bastard, you still want to dominate the desert!" crumbled his teeth and glared at him.

The young man surnamed He was even more simply, spit directly on Song Wentao's clothes, and said viciously:

"You Qingyun Sword Sect miscellaneous people, wishful thinking, wait for Master Zu to come back, see if he doesn't kill you bastards!"

Hearing the young man suddenly mention the ancestor of the palace, a trace of deep fear suddenly flashed in Song Wentao's eyes.

In the mouth of the disciples of the palace, he is called the ancestor master, and he is naturally one of the five saints in the Inhuman Realm.

However, thinking that the news from the distinguished guest in the sect had always been true, he couldn't help but snort coldly and said:

"Hah...... Haha, Master Ligong Ancestor? Is it a hundred miles and a month? He has disappeared for more than a hundred years, I'm afraid he will die a long time ago, I will be afraid of a dead person?"

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the three young men, and his cold eyes swept around the five Tsing Yi swordsmen he had brought, and said indifferently: "Give me a good look at them, and when I behead this beast, I will return to the sect to restore my life." ”

"Yes, Seventh Elder......" the five Tsing Yi swordsmen replied respectfully.

However, before they could finish their sentences, their voices stopped abruptly.

A red sword light suddenly appeared from nowhere, and flashed silently in front of everyone's eyes at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.

The sword light was really fast, and it was extremely thin, like the needle and thread used by ordinary people to sew clothes.

Yellow sand floated in the air, interspersed with a brilliant red.

It was sword light, and it was blood light.

The five heads left their respective bodies and rolled to the ground with a grunt.

Their expressions were still as cold, but their eyes were full of confusion.

Gradually, the blank color of those remnants of life also disappeared, and then, five headless bodies fell at the same time, splashing smoke and dust in the sky.

They don't know exactly what happened until they die.

......

......

A gentle breeze blew, mixed with the scorching air and the thick smell of blood.

The three teenagers who left the palace were stunned when they looked at the headless corpse that fell beside them, and their little faces were full of stunned expressions.

They couldn't even see the appearance of the sword light, and the five people around them fell down in unison.

Song Wentao was also stunned, all this happened too fast and too suddenly!

These five people are all elite disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect, each of them has the strength of the Six Realms, even if they make a move by themselves, it is impossible to achieve five people in an instant.

So how strong is this person who made a move?

The most important thing is, who is the person who made this shot?

The breath of that sword light is very unfamiliar, there are many sects that use swords in the desert, but none of them match the breath of this sword light.

Moreover, the power of that sword light is by no means idle.

In this Qi Pagoda Desert, apart from their Qingyun Sword Sect, there was no such strong sword cultivator at all.

Could it be someone from outside the desert?

Song Wentao had a cold face, looked around, and then arched his hand slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Under Song Wentao, fill in as the seventh elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect, I don't know why Your Excellency interfered in the affairs of my Qingyun Sword Sect for no reason?"

Echoes echoed across the desert, but there was not the slightest response.

This situation made Song Wentao even more sure that the other party was not from the desert of the Tower.

The other party must be a master of scattered cultivation outside the desert of the Qi Tower, Song Wentao thought like this, and arched his hand and was ready to say something more.

It's just that this time, in the expression on his face, there is obviously no previous jealousy, but a trace of arrogance: "In the next Song Wentao, fill in the ......"

Unfortunately, this time, he was only halfway through his words when he came to an abrupt end.

Between heaven and earth, an earth-shattering noise suddenly reverberated.

That's a roar!

The Ranqi Beast, which had been quiet behind him for a long time, suddenly went crazy and rushed towards him with its mouth wide open.

Song Wentao was suddenly shocked: "How is this possible?!"

He didn't understand what was going on, he had already used his weapons when he wounded Ran, which was a drug that even the beasts couldn't resist.

From the point of view of time, it is speculated that now that the drug in Ran Jie's body should have attacked, how can he still have so much strength to attack himself?

However, the reality of the situation is that he can't think much about it.

The speed of Ran Jie's attack was extremely fast, almost on par with its heyday, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Song Wentao's side.

Then, Ran Jie's forelimbs jumped up, flew up with a claw, and slammed into Song Wentao's chest.

"Animal, dare you?!" Song Wentao was extremely angry and shouted suddenly.

At the same time, he quickly raised the long sword in his hand and held it across his chest, while his other hand slammed a punch directly at the top of Ran Jie's head, and the waves soared into the sky like an angry dragon.

In the fierce fist, there was a terrifying sound of wind and thunder.

Song Wentao's cultivation is the middle of the Eight Realms, this punch

It could almost be regarded as his full blow.

If this punch really falls, not to mention killing Ran Di directly, at least it can be seriously injured.

However, to his surprise, in the face of his powerful punch, Ran Di didn't mean to dodge at all, but directly met him with a single horn!

The solitary horn is not only the hardest part of its body, but it is also its Achilles' heel.

If the rest of the body is severely damaged, there is still a possibility of healing, but if the single horn is destroyed, it is a god in the world, and there is no power to return to heaven.

Song Wentao was stunned for a moment, then his face showed cruelty, and he said with a cruel smile: "Since you want to find death yourself, then it's no wonder to me!"

Soon, however, his smile froze.

The fierce collision of fists and horns only happened for a split second.

It was obviously a battle between flesh and blood, but there were sparks like metal impact.

Song Wentao was full of shock and puzzlement at this time.

What the hell is going on?!

Why is it that when you have the chance to win, your own men will be killed with one blow?

Why did Ran Jie, who was supposed to be in the drug and lose his ability to resist, suddenly launch such a violent attack?

Why was it that a punch that could seriously injure or even kill Ran Jie, was inexplicably blocked?

His eyes looked at the lonely horn with deep doubt, which was now flickering with a strange black streamer.

"This ...... This is the Emperor's Reverse Scale?Mutated Bloodline Awakening?!"

Seeing the strange black streamer, Song Wentao's expression suddenly changed drastically, and his voice was full of disbelief.

Legend has it that the bloodline of the emperor of the desert beast is divided into two kinds, one is the natural emperor vein, which is the so-called born emperor.

The other is a hidden royal vein that needs to be awakened by chance.

It is said that after this imperial vein is formed, it is a few points stronger than the innate imperial vein, but its awakening rate is extremely low, so low that it can even be ignored.

The three young men from the palace also saw the black streamer flashing, and they were shocked and speechless for a while.

Who would have thought that they just took on a beast hunting mission to hunt beasts, but they were betrayed by their peers one after another, and traitors calculated.

In the end, just when he and the others were about to despair, they were able to witness a miracle that only appeared in legends.

Ran Jie, oh no, it should be called Ran Jiehuang now!

Emperor Ran ignored their shock, and after completely containing Song Wentao, he suddenly raised his head and let out an inexplicable earth-shattering roar!

(End of chapter)