【East Kunlun, Siyu Mountain Range, Dadu Peak】

"Whew...... Whew......"

Bai Xianshu was leaning against the wall and panting, and he had just rushed to finally come here. He looked up and saw that Han Wendao was standing in front of a young girl in the clearing on the edge of the cliff, confronting another golden-shirted young man in the distance.

"Jing Yuya, what is he doing here?" Bai Xianshu recognized him at a glance, because Jing Yutian and Jing Yuya were the grandsons of the second elder Jing Zhongyan, and Bai Xianshu's grandmother, Bai Shuling, was also friendly with the Jade Emperor, so he was no stranger to this Jing Yuya.

Han Wendao stood in the middle of the field, he glanced at Fang Xiaoqian who was lying behind him, a trace of black smoke was still steaming on the young man's body, as if a black dragon was about to emerge from it.

Fang Xiaoqian's eyes turned pale and he collapsed to the ground, two red blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his eyes, and he was opening his mouth, panting lowly.

Fan Xing couldn't bear to look back, she really couldn't understand how her junior brother had always been well-behaved and cute, how could he have such an evil appearance.

"Demonized?" Han Wendao retracted his gaze, and he secretly wondered in his heart: "Xiao Qian will only enter the demon if his mind is greatly impacted...... What just happened?"

"Senior Brother Han, I respect you as the first day talent in the sect, and I don't want to be your enemy today. This is also my grudge with this Si, and I also ask Senior Brother Han to get out of the way first, Jing must remember today's feelings!" Jing Yuya still has a great taboo against Han Wendao, after all, the other party is known as the strongest disciple in the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and his strength may not be comparable to that of an ordinary Earth Peak Peak Master.

Han Wendao stared at him, the smile that often hung on the corner of his mouth was gone, his face was like a thin piece of ice, his voice was chilling, there was only one simple word: "Get out." ”

"You ......" Jing Yuya opened her mouth, stunned on the spot. He is the youngest grandson of the second elder Jing Zhongyan, and he is one of the genius disciples in the sect, although he is polite to people on weekdays, but his heart has always been above the top, how many people can be looked down upon by him? I didn't expect to be scolded in front of him today, even if that person was Han Wendao, it still made him feel a great insult.

The young man's face turned cold, but the thunder in his hand still did not give birth to sword qi, and he asked lightly, "What if I have to abolish this kid today?"

"One step forward...... Die. ”

Han Wendao shook his sword, and in an instant, several huge bolts of lightning with thick mouths exploded around him. Behind her, Fan Xing was not far from him, and those thunderbolts made her look abnormal.

The Jingyu Cliff not far away was also shocked by those lightning and thunder, and the true qi that was secretly circulating in the Dan Mansion couldn't help but stagnate. He had already turned a turbulent wave in his heart, and he didn't dare to take half a step, nor did he want to take a step back.

Fan Xing stood aside, and suddenly became a little worried, although that person hurt her junior brother, but after all, he was the person she loved deeply. The cold young man standing in front of her could get a glimpse of his strength as soon as he showed the roar of electricity, if Jing Yuya clashed with him, the chance of survival would not exceed two percent.

Thinking like this in his heart, Fan Xing hurriedly persuaded him: "Senior Brother Jing, no matter whether the old man really likes me or not, you have already hurt him, can you stop it?"

Just when the atmosphere in the field was extremely tense, another person suddenly arrived, it was a man who looked somewhat similar to Jing Yuya, he was standing on the top of the main hall on the side, looking down from a high position.

"Stop, what's the matter, my brother can't teach a traitor with evil things in his hands?" his voice was not loud, and it just reached the ears of everyone on the spot.

Bai Xianshu heard it sincerely, and was secretly anxious in his heart: "This time things are in trouble, even Jing Yutian is here." ”

Jing Yuya couldn't help but be overjoyed when she saw someone coming, and hurriedly shouted, "Brother." ”

However, in the face of Jing Yutian, Han Wendao didn't seem to be in the mood to even spend a word or two, only to see that he suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving a few electric snakes in the same place in a flash. Just a moment later, his figure appeared on the top of the hall, only to see Guanghengjuan dancing out of his wildness, and the huge electricity covered his body out of thin air, not only the electric energy, but also the sword intent of the slaughter was rolling towards the golden-shirted man endlessly.

Jing Yutian was forced by him to sweep back in a hurry, and retreated dozens of zhang away along the roof of the tile, while retreating, he reached out and reached out, holding out a platinum heavy sword from the void, engraved with the word "Xi Curtain".

The sword qi on the heavy sword suddenly sprung up, turning into several terrifying golden dragons, dancing wildly, and attacking the young man in front of him in unison.

The electric is near, and the sword is coming!

The blue lightning that burst out instantly shattered the sword qi golden dragon, and the next moment, another golden dragon was born.

In such a head-on confrontation, Jing Yutian kept retreating, while Han Wendao was not moving fast, but he was pressing step by step. The former gritted his teeth, and the sword qi golden dragon was superior, which made the latter no longer get closer.

"My brother is actually ......" Jing Yuya looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely on the top, and couldn't help but open his mouth, that Han Wendao was too strong. In the young man's heart, his brother has always been a role model, and he is also a person who has been able to hold the sky for him since he was a child, and now he has the strength of Xuanhuang Jiuzhong, but even so, he is still dominated by Han Wendao.

In the palace, the third elder Bai Shuling was holding on to the railing of the corridor pavilion, she looked into the distance, her eyes seemed to cross the peak of the entire Dadu Peak, and stared straight at Han Wendao and Jing Yutian who were fighting fiercely on the roof.

"Just let these two fight here, and you don't care if you're a grandfather?" she turned around, thousands of years old except for gray hair, but there were not many wrinkles to be seen, and the face had a faint smile.

Jing Zhongyan on the side stood with his hands in his hands and replied calmly: "Now is not the time to make a move." ”

"Why?" Bai Shuling raised his eyebrows slightly.

"First, my two grandsons are too blind, and it is not a bad thing for Han Wendao to frustrate his spirit, and secondly, I want to wait for that kid with evil things to fall into the devil again, so that it is good to kill him justifiably. Jing Zhongyan said unhurriedly, but the killing intent was faintly delivered.

Bai Shuling nodded slightly, and then said, "If you don't make a move, it is estimated that no one in this Dadu Peak will stop your eldest grandson without authorization...... However, he must be about to lose. ”

"Hmm, the first day of my Lingxiao Sword Sect really deserves its reputation!" the old man's eyes narrowed slightly.

On the roof, the sword qi golden dragon had already been chopped off countless heads, and Han Wendao's electric sword intent seemed to have a continuous momentum, not attenuating at all, but becoming more and more dense.

In the field, Jing Yuya and Fan Xing both stared straight up, and even Bai Xianshu, who had not yet appeared not far away, also looked at the top of the main hall, and at this time, no one noticed that the young man who was originally lying on the ground had slowly stood up.

His eyes were still pale, blood was slowly running down his cheeks, and his hair that had been tied together had fallen behind his shoulders. It seemed to be a little strangely hot, and the young man ripped off his shirt, revealing a chest as strong as an iron shield, and dragon-shaped tattoos slowly wriggled, and pieces of pitch-black scale armor surfaced out of his body.

Roar –

He grinned, revealing a row of fangs, from which a low dragon roar emanated.

Fan Xing noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned around, and what he saw was Fang Xiaoqian's full body of dragon scales, if it weren't for his fair face, he wouldn't have recognized him at all.

"Old man......" Fan Xing's eyes were full of horror.

"Hmm......" The enchanted boy seemed to still have a trace of consciousness, as if he wanted to suppress something, but he could only make a low whine. The black qi diffused from his body, and in an instant, it was awe-inspiring, and one after another black dragons were like substances, frantically twisting out from their backs, each with scarlet eyes.

The Jing Geng long sword, which had been inserted diagonally into the wall, shook for a while and then flew out and came to Fang Xiaoqian to hang beside him; Feng Xingpan also slowly floated up at this time, and the hole in the middle of it opened again, instantly spitting out seven other sword weapons of different types.

The eight sword weapons quickly merged into one, turning into that pitch-black giant sword - Eight Desolate Demon Dreams!

The young man stretched out his hand, and the dragon claw tightly grasped the hilt of the giant sword, and at this moment he was no longer the usual Fang Xiaoqian at all.

"Senior Sister Fan Xing, get out of the way!" Jing Yuya hurriedly shouted, and the sword qi golden dragon instantly wrapped around his wild thunder flying sky, and then ran with the sword in hand, and ran fiercely towards the demon boy.

The black smoke slowly evaporated along Fang Xiaoqian's back, spreading all the way into the air, and several solid black dragons swayed wildly behind him, as if they wanted to break free from behind him.

In the Turning Spirit Pavilion on the second floor of another main hall, Huang Jiao Sword Immortal put down his teacup and was staring at the place where the black smoke rose in the distance, "Go and take a look." ”

"Good. Qi Ming Zhenren frowned and nodded, and when his words fell, both of them disappeared in place.

Xue Taozhi was walking alone on the road, she raised her head and looked at the sky above several halls where a thick black gas floated up. She knew what it was, and she knew who it was.

"Komae ......" The girl rushed over with worry written on her face.

Qin Guanju was looking at the lights in the sky with his forehead, and his thoughts had already drifted to 108,000 miles away.

She seemed to see the shadow of a person through the lamp, but she didn't know if it was her younger brother Qin Wuji or her little disciple Fang Xiaoqian......

What interrupted her thoughts was the words of Jimo Huafu, "There is an evil thing restless!"

Qin Guanju turned his head and followed his gaze, and in the distance, there was black smoke billowing all over the sky in the place blocked by a large hall.

The next moment, both of them disappeared at the same time.

In the center of the peak of Dadu Peak is a nine-major hall, which is stacked on top of each other, ascending into the clouds.

In the ninth-floor hall, a black-haired man was sitting on the top of the hall, and dozens of disciples stood below, each extremely respectful.

As one of the thirty-six heavenly peaks of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, Dadu Peak is not only responsible for the distribution of pills in the mountain gate on weekdays, but also the mountain gate with the largest number of disciples in the sect.

The person in the hall was the master of this peak, the Feng Pressure Daoist, his eyes were slightly closed, and it didn't take long for him to slowly open them again.

"The Most Evil Thing Appears in the Midyear Festival?, What is the origin?" He frowned slightly, and disappeared into the original seat in an instant, leaving only the core disciples in the main hall looking at each other.