【East Kunlun, Siyu Mountain Range, Dadu Peak】

First, the two long rainbows stopped and then mid-air, and more than a dozen rays of brilliance followed.

The first to come were two white-haired old men, a man and a woman, who were the Great Elder Jing Zhongyan and the Third Elder Bai Shuling;

"Feng Press, why don't you kill this son?" Jing Zhongyan looked at Jing Yutian and Jing Yuya lying in a pool of blood, and at this moment he could only feel the vitality of the two of them, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a touch of murderous intent, and then he looked at the black-haired man again, and asked calmly.

Feng Daoist didn't reply, and still let Fang Xiaoqian's black dragon continue to attack, destroying it in front of him, colliding and destroying it again.

Jing Zhongyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was already a faint flash of anger in his eyes staring at the Feng Suppressor.

"Xianshu, what are you doing here? Bai Shuling couldn't help but be irritable when she saw her grandson standing not far away, she naturally knew who the demonized young man in front of her was, although the ghost dragon spirit was little known, most of the high-level people in the sect still knew about it. Bai Xianshu was originally a companion with Fang Xiaoqian, and now that he appeared here, it was easy for people to deduct the charge of "colluding with demons", and Bai Shuling was of course a little dissatisfied with his grandson's inconsiderate consideration.

The white-clothed young man didn't seem to hear his grandmother's words, he still stood still, he looked at the group of peak masters standing in mid-air, felt the coercion they brought, and couldn't help but worry more about Fang Xiaoqian's life and death.

At this moment, dozens of figures suddenly came, standing on the top of the main hall on the side one by one. Among them are Lu Yaofeng and others, Yu Chenduan, Yue Chu, Yin Shuchang, Sima Wanqian, Song Xingqi and others.

Qin Guanju stared, her mouth opened slightly, although she had never seen Fang Xiaoqian fall into the demon, but with the young man's clothes and the Feng Xingpan hanging beside her, she could also guess that it was her youngest disciple. Zhang Ziyuan looked stunned, he also understood that his little junior brother was probably in a very bad situation, and he was exposed in the Lingxiao Sword Sect with the appearance of entering the demons, and whether he could survive or not really depended on two words.

In the black box behind the waist of the Jimo painting, the seven sword weapons trembled slightly, as if they were about to come out. His brows were already furrowed, if the Peak Lord of the Great Capital Peak really made a move at this moment, no one would doubt that the seven long swords would not fly out.

"This little guy is the person you said was full of evil things, right?" Song Xingqi appeared next to Han Wendao at some point and asked out loud. The latter's face was still not good-looking, but he replied calmly: "Blame me...... It would have been nice if I had used the Star Seal Talisman to seal his evil things earlier, but now that I have recruited these big names in the sect, there is no point in making another move. ”

"You, it's this kind of temperament that doesn't care about the sky and the earth is easy to do bad things. Song Xingqi shook his head and said no more.

In addition to these people, there are also some sect disciples with lower cultivation who want to see what the black dragon is, but it is also far away, after all, although there are major peak masters, it is inevitable that they will be affected.

In the crowd, a young girl wasted a lot of strength to squeeze her body, when she saw the young man in the field, the fog in her eyes couldn't hold back anymore, and two lines of tears gently slid down, "How could it really be you...... Small front. ”

The people who were related to Fang Xiaoqian at the scene all understood that although he was not guilty of dying, but at this moment, he was in the Dadu Peak, which had already disturbed the reputation of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect's righteous path, how could there be any hope of surviving? Could this huge sect really have to bear the charge of "harboring evil demons" for the sake of a disciple of the Spirit Rhino Realm?

"Eight Desolation Demon Dream! That is the sword of the Demon Sect Leader Li Tuchuan! Shouldn't this sword be sealed in the sword mound, how can it be on this demon?"

The peak masters all looked at a white-haired old man in the crowd, and the Huangjiao Sword Immortal beside him shrank his pupils even more, and looked at the old man in astonishment: "Qi Ming, you said before that I brought a companion to your place to get the sword, and it was he who took this Eight Desolation Demon Dream?"

Qi Ming Zhenren smiled bitterly, but nodded slowly.

"You! you...... How dare you really let him take it? Aren't you trying to hurt him?" Huang Jiao Sword Immortal's tone was already trembling slightly, and the old man didn't reply, just sighed secretly.

In mid-air, a golden light lit up behind Jing Zhongyan, the shadow of a big sword slowly appeared, and his golden light burst out of his eyes with murderous intent floating, "Feng Press, I read that you are the master of Dadu Peak, and this devil is causing trouble in your peak, and I will let you clean it up only when you have face." Now if you don't want to do it, then the old man will come himself!"

After that, the golden light behind him bloomed again, illuminating the entire sky as if it were day.

At this moment, several people jumped up and blocked the air. They are Qin Guanju who has four swords in suspension, Jimo Huafu who manipulates seven sword qi Changhong, Zhang Ziyuan who holds a sword and wraps sword qi, and Han Wendao who uses a sword to drive thunder.

"Huh?" In the golden light, there was an old dragon voice from Jing Zhongyan: "Qin Guanju, the old man is going to clean the portal for Ling Xiao today, do you want to be the enemy of this sect for an evil demon?"

Qin Guanju's eyes reflected the mighty golden light in front of her, her face did not have the slightest timidity, and even her voice was as steady as flat water, "I only know that this is my disciple, even if I want to be punished, it should be my Lu Yaofeng's business, don't bother the second elder." ”

"Hahaha! Do you think a demon can still be regarded as a disciple of my Lingxiao Sword Sect? Don't laugh, if you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for not thinking about my love affair with your grandfather. ”

Qin Guanju silently carried her true qi, and the few people behind her were also resolute, without the slightest intention of retreating.

Below, Bai Xianshu pulled out two long swords from his waist, Feng Er and Furnace respectively, and there was no way to wrap the true qi on the sword, but it only slightly emitted two strands of sword light, green and red. He held the sword in both hands, and walked slowly forward while leaving a message for the girl lying behind him: "Although I don't know what happened, he should have entered the demon because of you." I'm afraid you're going to kill him today......"

Fan Xing's body trembled slightly, she supported the ground with her hands, and struggled to get up, the two lines of tears had long been unstoppable, and her chest was soaked.

She hurriedly followed Bai Xianshu's figure and quickly passed him.

"What are you going to do!?" Bai Xianshu reacted at this time, but the girl had already exhausted her true qi, ran to the enchanted young man, and grabbed the opponent's pitch-black dragon claw again.

At this moment, another girl also ran to Fang Xiaoqian's side, she grabbed his arm holding the sword, the evil qi handed over by the Eight Desolation Demon Dream had already cut her arms out of the Dao blood, and she didn't seem to feel it, she still grabbed that arm hard, and said softly with a crying voice: "Xiaoqian, come back quickly......"

"Xue Taozhi!" In the sky, Huang Jiao Sword Immortal was also anxious.

"Roar—"

But without waiting for others to react, the evil aura on Fang Xiaoqian's body instantly tore the two girls apart and threw them into the distance.

The figure of the sword fairy flashed, and Xue Taozhi was taken, and Zhang Ziyuan also jumped back and hugged Fan Xing.