"Doomsday!"

Lao He looked up, and such a thought flashed in his heart.

It has always been a family of white cranes, soaring into the sky and looking down on all beings.

Now he is overridden by the elders of Yuanfeng Mountain, and he is looked down upon.

The old crane patriarch's heart sank, although the seven-foot white crane clan was an extremely powerful ethnic group among all kinds of races in the world, but in the face of the many Yuanfeng Mountain elders above, they were still in a weak position.

It's just that even at this point, Lao He still has no intention of compromising in his heart.

It is not only because of the Hanging Valley, but also because of the pride of the seven-foot white crane family.

In the past, the white crane boy was invincible in the world, and he was also extremely arrogant.

The seven-foot white crane clan inherited not only his swordsmanship, but also his arrogance.

"If you really want to take the green lotus in your own clan, you will come and get it yourself!" said the old crane patriarch Sen coldly.

"A green lotus, to your White Crane clan, is it really so important, not hesitating to exterminate the clan?" Su Ting shouted in a deep voice.

"Yuanfeng Mountain really wants to be so aggressive and destroy a large group of people in heaven and earth, but it will be criticized by the world if it loses the temperament of the Immortal Sect. At this time, there was another old crane, and he said loudly.

"The seven-foot white crane clan does not respect Yuanfeng Mountain, steals the treasure first, and fights against ......"

Su Ting's eyes were cold, and he said, "If you don't hand over Qinglian, how can Yuanfeng Mountain have face?"

"Then come!"

Lao He said in a deep voice: "It is not easy to destroy this clan, even if you are powerful, but if you destroy my seven-foot white crane clan, I don't know how many elders will be lost in Yuanfeng Mountain?"

Albatross felt a pang in his heart and looked at Su Ting.

Previously, albatross did not dare to do it easily, and completely tore face, which was worried about this.

For the sake of his daughter, this vicious battle was set off, once it was done, the seven-foot white crane clan would certainly be defeated, but Yuanfeng Mountain would also fall many elders.

Just because Yuanfeng Mountain is the head of many immortal sects, the last sect to be founded, the years are not long, the background is the shallower, and the accumulation in the door is not very deep.

This time in the seven-foot white crane family, if there is too much damage, for Yuanfeng Mountain, it will already be broken, and it will become weaker and weaker.

In addition, the Qinglian incident, the root of it is for his daughter, if it is really through his hands, let the situation fight to this point, not to mention the guilt in his heart, it is the selfish remarks about him in the door, and there must be a lot.

A person's private affairs lead to such consequences, what kind of people's hearts should be floating in Yuanfeng Mountain?

Albatross was suspicious in his heart, but this time Su Ting was here, but it made him seem to have some backbone.

I don't know if it was because of the person who appointed Su Ting as the main minister, or because of Su Ting's deeds of killing Qi Yue, or because of the respect of Elder Xie and Elder Qiu.

"Before you made this trip, you had a word with me. ”

Su Ting's eyes were like torches, swept towards the elders of Yuanfeng Mountain, and shouted: "This matter is not just a matter of a junior disciple in the sect, but a matter related to the face of Yuan Fengshan. ”

"The seven-foot white crane clan has stolen the treasure of this gate, and they have such a tough attitude and despise this door, if they can't get back Qinglian on this trip, how can Yuanfeng Mountain gain a foothold?"

"The seven-foot white crane clan, if you don't hand over the fairy lotus, we will definitely take it by force!"

"This matter is no longer a matter of one person, it has involved the majesty of this gate!"

Speaking of which, Su Ting's aura bloomed, and there was no longer any left, coercing all parties, shrouded by the divine armor, majestic and immense, not inferior to any half-immortal in the field.

He stretched out his hand, pointed at the old crane, and said: "The seven-foot white crane clan is quite arrogant, unruly, and would rather die than compromise, but this time for the majesty of this sect, the elders of this sect, are you willing to fight to the death?"

"Fight for yourself!"

"The seven-foot white crane clan has such a proud backbone, how can I not be a member of Yuanfeng Mountain?"

"Since the old man has been practicing, he has never known what the word cowardice is!"

Elders, echo in unison.

When the practice has reached this point, no one is a fool.

Even though the elders have different temperaments, most of them are all clear-minded.

This time he started a big war with the seven-foot white crane clan, and if he really wants to talk about the fundamentals, he is just a junior in the door, but what Su Ting said is just as good.

Qinglian is left by the ancestor of this sect, and Yuanfeng Mountain can't even get back the treasure of this sect, isn't it really a laughing stock?

——

Outside the Hanging Valley.

Above the clouds.

Emperor Qing's eyes were condensed, and he said: "The seven-foot white crane clan, although it is not the blood of the white crane boy, but after being taught by my uncle, it can be regarded as my Yuanfeng Mountain, and there is also a bit of incense inheritance. ”

There was silence below.

After a long time, a voice rang out.

"If you want to exterminate the White Crane clan, Yuanfeng Mountain is indeed qualified. ”

It was the voice of a youth, indifferent and indifferent.

Emperor Qing knew that this person was the lord of the Hanging Valley, his name was Qingfeng, he was under the Zixiao Great Immortal Sect, and he was the same generation as the current ancestor of Qingyuan.

"Since Uncle Shi knows, why are you so persistent?"

"The White Crane Clan, although the fighting method level is strong enough, but after all, the foundation is insufficient, it is not difficult for you Yuanfeng Mountain to destroy the White Crane Clan, it's just that you want to lose to what level, can you guess?"

"Uncle Shi really wants to let this seven-foot white crane clan be wiped out?"

"So what? If you want to take Qinglian, it depends on your ability in Yuanfeng Mountain. ”

"Why bother?" Emperor Qing said in a deep voice: "Uncle Shi used the method of the White Crane Boy in the past to teach such a powerful race, and he is quite proud in his heart, and the seven-foot White Crane clan respects the Hanging Valley like a god, does Uncle Shi really want to look at these white cranes and wipe them out?"

"Being able to destroy the seven-foot white crane clan is your ability in Yuanfeng Mountain. ”

The Hanging Valley Lord said calmly: "The seven-foot white crane clan has fallen to the point of extinction, just because they are not strong enough, what is the pity?"

——

Among the White Crane Clan!

The brilliance is shining, fighting everywhere, shrouded for thousands of miles.

The Protector Formation of this island has been shattered, and it is difficult to continue to defend it.

Under the fierce fighting methods of more than 100 Yang Gods, it was almost torn apart, and it seemed that it was about to be completely shattered.

And above the clouds, infinite brilliance flickered.

Many white cranes, above the clouds, are like sword lights shuttling.

Fierce fighting, huge scenes.

The sea in the east set off huge waves.

The land in the west is full of ruins, and all the plants and trees are destroyed, and all the birds and beasts are destroyed.

Above the clouds, it seems to be like a broken mirror, all kinds of spells, all kinds of sword qi, shuttling uncertainly.

There were flames rising into the air, burning the air distorted, like the turmoil of the void.

There was frost condensation, wind and thunder, and clouds covering the top.

Then there was a whisk of dust that swept away the heavens.

"Su Ting!"

An incomparably majestic young white crane, like a sword out of its sheath, went straight to Su Ting.

Su Ting's expression was cold, and he pointed forward with one hand.

A tiger roared!

The mana condensed, turned into a white tiger, held the magic sword in his mouth, and pounced forward!

The magic sword pierced the neck of the white crane!

The white tiger opened its mouth and tore it open, tearing it in half, blood spilling in the air, and white feathers flying.

"Old Patriarch!"

Su Ting looked at the gray-haired old crane below and said, "In the previous battle, you folded a magic weapon, and now you want to do it again?"

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