Na Li immediately rushed forward, holding his sword against Wu Chen's throat and sneering, "Your Spirit Sword Sect's stunt 'Ling Guang Sword Qi' is nothing more than that!"

"You?" Wu Chen glared at Na Li, but suddenly smiled again: "So what, even if I can't beat you, but I can beat you Qingyun Sect disciples, I can't kill you, but I can kill you Qingyun Sect disciples, haha......"

As soon as he heard this, Na Li's face suddenly changed: "I'll kill you!"

"Haha...... Come on, don't you know how desperate your Qingyun Sect disciples were when they died, you don't know how happy I was when I tortured them haha......" said and laughed wildly.

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out more than a foot away.

Na Li wiped the blood on his face, looked back at people like Mo Ling and the others, and said angrily: "Avenge the dead brothers!"

"Rush!"

Hearing the sect master's words, the only four remaining disciples behind Mo Ling immediately rushed forward like crazy.

And the disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, who had a proud face just now, immediately became panicked when he saw that the proud second senior brother had been killed, and quickly ran towards the sect.

And the backward registered disciples fell under the hands of Guan Ju and the others in an instant.

"Bang Dang~"

The people of the Spirit Sword Sect retreated into the sect, and the gate was immediately closed.

"Squeak ......"

At this time, on Mo Ling's shoulder, Tian Yin suddenly shouted, and then left Mo Ling's shoulder and flew into the air.

"Squeak ......" A cry came out of Tianyin's mouth, and then a volleyball-sized white ball of light full of spiritual power shot out from Tianyin's mouth in mid-air.

"Boom ......"

The white ball shot directly at the confinement gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, and the large iron gate, which was several feet high, was instantly blasted into pieces. The explosion was so loud that a large hole was blasted out of the wall more than two feet thick.

And the disciples guarding the door behind the gate were also shocked back by the strong explosion.

When the other disciples saw Mo Ling and the others breaking in, they immediately retreated in horror.

Inside the gate is a large square. At this time, hundreds of disciples had gathered in the square, and there were still disciples who kept pouring towards the square.

"Sect Master Qi, the people of the Qingyun Sect have rushed in!"

Suddenly, a disciple from the main hall of the Spirit Sword Sect rushed in to report.

In the center of the main hall sat an old man with a red face, this person was the sect master of the Spirit Sword Sect, Chu Daoyuan.

And next to him sat three disciples, these three people were dressed in the costumes of Dugu Villa, and they were drinking tea with a proud face.

Chu Daoyuan smiled slightly: "I have long expected them to come back, let Wu Chen go to stop them first, and I will arrive later!"

"Sect Master Qi, Senior Brother Wu Chen......"

"What's wrong with him?" As soon as he saw his disciple staggering, Chu Daoyuan felt a little unhappy in his heart.

"Sect Master Qiyu, Senior Brother Wu Chen has been killed by the people of Qingyun Sect!" the man looked at Chu Daoyuan and said slowly.

"What?" Wu Chen suddenly shouted, "Did I instruct that once the people from the Qingyun Sect come to the door, they will be led to the martial arts arena?"

In the Spirit Sword Sect, Chu Daoyuan has a total of two most proud disciples, one is Changhai and the other is Wu Chen, these two people are talented and intelligent, and they are Chu Daoyuan's closest people, and now both of them have died at the hands of the Qingyun Sect, which makes Chu Daoyuan hate the Qingyun Sect even more.

The disciple looked at Chu Daoyuan and said tremblingly: "We have already persuaded it, but Senior Brother Wu Chen said that the Qingyun Sect is just a group of rabble, and there is no need to ask you to help, he can retreat from the enemy alone!"

"That's really unreasonable!" Chu Daoyuan slapped the table and stood up, and said fiercely.

"Why is Sect Master Chu so angry, it's just a disciple, if our big thing is successful, what is a small Spirit Sword Sect, I'm afraid that even if you make you the owner of Dugu Villa, I'm afraid you won't care about it!"

Suddenly, a disciple dressed in the costume of a disciple of Dugu Mountain Villa looked at Chu Daoyuan and said.

"Hmph!" As soon as Chu Daoyuan heard this, he tried his best to calm the anger in his heart, and slowly sat down again.

"Qingyun Sect, I have been ready for a long time, I have been waiting for you for a long time, today is your own net, I will definitely let you have no return!" Chu Daoyuan said angrily: "Go and invite the young phoenix, as long as the young phoenix makes a move, even if He Baichuan comes, it is impossible to leave alive!"

"Yes!" the disciple immediately ran out.

......

In front of the house, under a big tree, a young man in an old cyan robe was standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the square of the Spirit Sword Sect not far away.

Although this person looks no different from the rustic atmosphere of an ordinary farmer, the heroic spirit between the eyebrows and the essence emanating from his eyes have an extremely strong might.

"I really can't imagine that I deliberately hid my identity to find it for hundreds of years, and he actually hid in such a place!"

"I can't imagine that the people of the Blood Crying Hall will shrink their heads and tails like this!"

Just as Xiaofeng was talking to herself, suddenly a woman's voice sounded from around, and she couldn't tell which direction it came from.

Xiaofeng frowned, and the emotions that were about to ripple calmed down in an instant. This is the mentality of a strong person, who is able to control his emotions at any time.

"Who is the master here, please come forward to see him!" Xiao Feng looked around with his eyes, although the other party's words only showed contempt, but Xiao Feng did not fight back.

Suddenly, a woman's chuckle rang out again, and a phantom figure stepped out from behind the tree.

As soon as he saw this phantom, Xiaofeng's calm heart couldn't help but be a little surprised.

First, his identity has been hidden for decades, and he has never mentioned it to anyone, or even approached anyone, and he can't imagine that the other party knows his bottom line.

Second, the cultivation of the young phoenix has reached the realm of the Xuan realm, not to mention that someone is approaching, even if there is an ant passing by, it can't escape the detection of the young phoenix.

But at this time, a figure appeared beside him, and he didn't even know it.

What is only a phantom conjured up by the other party is this, and this alone is enough to prove that this person's cultivation is far above his own.

This phantom came to the front of the young phoenix and slowly stopped. 、

And in the face of this phantom, the young phoenix couldn't tell the appearance of the other party at all.

The young phoenix's face was gloomy, and suddenly a bright silver spear appeared in his hand, and the young phoenix did not dare to slack off in the face of this person.

"Hmph!" the phantom snorted contemptuously as he looked at the young phoenix.

"If I want to kill you, do you think you'll still be standing here?"

The young phoenix took a long breath, but the tense nerves did not relax in the slightest.

"I really can't imagine that a small Luoyang City actually has a powerhouse in the Yuanying realm!" Xiaofeng looked at the phantom in front of him and said lightly.