After Zhu Tiancang's words, the entire Tianhe station fell into a dead silence.

Whether it was the large number of extraterritorial heavenly demons or Nezha and Chenxin who were engaged in sabotage to attract attention, even Dao Yuanzi and Yang Jian, who were rushing to the school grounds, turned their heads and stared incredulously at Zhu Tiancang, who was inviting the pseudo-saint in mid-air.

Outside the Tianhe station, the Heavenly Court monks could also hear clearly.

At this moment, the immortals looked at each other in disbelief and said, "When did such an arrogant figure appear among the cultivators of the Human Sect?"

"Sharp, really sharp. ”

"However, the cultivation in the early stage of the quasi-saint, now he dares to invite the pseudo-saint, the human sect immortal, when did it become so terrifying!"

"I can't believe it, is this still a human teaching immortal? Isn't human teaching about inaction? But what's going on with this scene? Could it be that I saw a fake human teaching immortal?"

“......”

There was so much talk that no one could believe what they had seen or heard.

Especially the Eight Immortals, at this moment, their mouths were even wider and their faces were full of disbelief.

When they heard that the quasi-saints of the Human Sect were involved in the Great War, they were a little incredible, after all, no one would be so showy about the doctrine of the Human Sect.

But now?

Looking at the figure with a strong kendo aura around the sword in the Tianhe station, the eight immortals glanced at each other, and said secretly in their hearts: "Is this the gap between the registered disciple and the personal disciple?"

The Ziyang Emperor also quietly appeared on the edge of the Tianhe battlefield at this moment, standing in mid-air and quietly watching the scene in the station, as if expecting, surprised, and surprised.

Inside the Tianhe station.

Not long after Zhu Tiancang's words were finished, an angry voice came from the tent of the Heavenly Demon Clan outside the territory: "Junior, you are looking for death!"

Immediately afterwards, he saw Uncle Tie walking out of it with a gloomy face at the moment, and the anger in his heart had reached its peak for the guy who had been chased by him before to take the initiative to come here to provoke.

Even if the latter is passed down by people, this shame cannot be stopped.

Even at the moment when he came out, Uncle Tie had only one thought in his heart, to kill Zhu Tiancang, and to determine his own dignity as a pseudo-saint.

Seeing Uncle Tie walk out, Zhu Tiancang's face was solemn.

He was well aware of the gap between himself and the other party, but he had to do it, even if there was a half chance of dying here, but as a son of man, he had to go crazy.

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang's mana was injected into the Taiji Sword, and a sword qi slashed out.

Phew-

The sword qi broke through the air, and a trace of disdain flashed in Uncle Tie's eyes.

As soon as his mind moved, Fang Tian's halberd appeared in his hand again, and with a random wave, a halberd qi flew out to meet the attack.

With a 'boom', the sword qi and halberd qi broke at the same time, announcing the start of the battle between Zhu Tiancang and Uncle Tie.

In the next second, Zhu Tiancang rushed out with his sword, and Uncle Tie carried Fang Tian's halberd to meet the attack, and the two figures were directly intertwined in mid-air.

Zheng –

Zheng –

The swords and halberds collided, and there were bursts of piercing sounds, Zhu Tiancang and Uncle Tie had an all-out attitude from the beginning, and the battle between the two sides entered a white-hot battle in an instant.

With the fierce battle between Zhu Tiancang and Uncle Tie, Nezha and Chenxin suddenly came back to their senses, and they didn't care about anything else, and began to frantically start to move among the cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Clan outside the territory, specializing in killing the monks who were quasi-saints.

Suddenly, those quasi-saint-level extraterritorial heavenly demons were furious.

Nezha and Chenxin's shameless deeds really made them want to kill them from the bottom of their hearts.

"Damn bastard, give me a death!"

With the sound of low cheers, many quasi-saints frantically attacked Chenxin and Nezha.

For a while, Nezha and Chenxin were also caught in a big pursuit, although both of them were quasi-saint-level existences, and the power of the laws they mastered was also top-notch, but after all, two fists were hard to beat with four hands, not to mention being hunted down by more than a dozen quasi-saints.

However, the two are not easy to deal with, although there is no absolute certainty that they will be able to defeat the dozen or so quasi-saints who encircle and suppress themselves, but they also do not have the slightest defeat posture, one by one crazy attacks, escapes, strangulation, and completely fall into a state of madness.

At the same time, Dao Yuanzi and Yang Jian also came back to their senses at this moment.

Looking at the scene that has fallen into chaos, especially Nezha and Chenxin's embarrassed appearance, there is still no idea the seriousness of the matter.

Almost instantly, the two of them were in a hurry.

As long as Zhu Gangqiang's body can be retrieved, then they can retreat, and Zhu Tiancang, Nezha and Chenxin don't have to carry such huge pressure.

At the moment when Yang Jian and Nezha entered the Tianhe school field in a disruptive manner, a voice full of incomprehension and anger suddenly sounded: "Stop, what are you doing?"

Following the prestige, it was none other than the Eighth Prince who was almost killed by Zhu Tiancang before.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian's eyes burst out with murderous intent.

For the Eighth Prince, who almost killed him before, his inner murderous intent was not weak at all.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian looked around with the eyes of heaven, and after making sure that there were no guards beside the Eight Desolation Palms, he turned his head to look at Dao Yuanzi and said, "Daoyou, you go and put away the body of Uncle Gangqiang, this guy is handed over to me!"

Hearing this, although Dao Yuanzi also wanted to slash the Eighth Prince, he also knew that the current situation was tense, and after nodding, he ran to the place where the remains of the school were placed without looking back.

Seeing this scene, the eighth prince saw it in his eyes, and after being slightly stunned, he suddenly came back to his senses, rushed into the school field with his steps, gritted his teeth and said: "Damn, you are spies, stop for this prince!"

However, before the Eighth Emperor could go deep into the school field, Yang Jian had already rushed forward with the three-pointed two-edged knife, and without giving the latter a chance to reflect, it was said that the three-pointed two-edged knife slashed down.

Seeing this, the eighth prince was shocked, and hurriedly pulled out the magic sword on his waist to meet it.

Zheng –

The swords collided, and a smear of blood spilled from the corner of the Eighth Prince's mouth.

Looking up at the familiar three-pointed two-edged knife, his eyes shrank, and then he said with murderous intent: "Damn, you are Yang Jian!"

In this regard, Yang Jian did not have the slightest words, and frantically attacked the Eighth Prince with a three-pointed and two-edged knife, wanting to take this opportunity to kill him.

A strong wind resounded, the sword light bloomed, and the power of the three-pointed two-edged knife burst out strongly, causing the Eighth Prince to retreat one after another, and his mouth kept shouting for help.

It's a pity that the outside of the school field has been disturbed by Nezha and Chenxin, and the attention of all the extraterritorial heavenly demons is on the two, how can they know the situation here in the school field.

At the other end, Dao Yuanzi had already arrived at the high platform of the school at this moment, looking at the body of Zhu Gangqiang, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, as long as he collected it, then this matter would be completed.

However, before Dao Yuanzi could breathe a sigh of relief, a tall figure of nine feet slowly walked out from the darkness of the high platform, and the aura of quasi-saint perfection around his body was permeated, and a pair of bloody eyes full of murderous intent locked on Dao Yuanzi, and said word by word: "Sure enough, since you are here, don't want or leave!"

(End of chapter)