The storm came and went in a hurry, but it was also in a hurry, and the dark clouds had dispersed at some point, and the heavens and the earth gradually returned to color.

The air after the rain seems to be more clear and clean, between the distant mountains, a ray of sunlight obliquely shines into the valley, the misty pale gold color, warm and natural, as if there is a great power to revive all things quietly rippling open, all things grass and trees, gradually filled with a vitality.

But among the mountains, a ruin-like ground clearly told everyone what had just happened.

Wei Qianmi and Leng Yan arrived, and when they saw this kind of scene, they suddenly couldn't turn their minds, looking at the devastated land, the two of them seemed to see a terrifying scene, and pulled a person by casually, and roughly understood, Wei Qianmi gasped.

Xue Ling, won??!

Wei Qianmi felt that the world had been turned upside down, and he wanted to slap himself and wake up from this dream.

Not only him, but everyone here was in a dream, no one believed that the monk of the Eight Leaf Yunlian Realm would defeat Mu Di, who was known as the first person in the top ten battles in the East Gate!

That's it, defeated?!

More and more monks appeared, and before they knew it, the mountain road leading to the base camp was already full of figures, and their eyes were full of vibration, their expressions were frozen, their mouths were dry, and they didn't know what to say.

"That's?!"

After the shock, everyone's eyes looked at the ruins in the distance, and then their eyes were fixed on a black-robed figure, this figure looked extremely solemn and cold, and a very severe oppression was revealed on his body, like a knife like a sword, making everyone look at his disciples with chills in their hearts, as if falling into an ice cellar.

Torture Hall Elder, Xing Gu!

A rather tough, even ruthless person, it is precisely because of this character that he was entrusted with a heavy task in the torture hall.

The criminal court is in charge of criminal punishment, and only such a person in charge can ensure fairness to the greatest extent.

Elder Xing Gu grabbed Mu Di, his expression was very cold, his gaze was locked on the front, and an invisible oppression spread out, even if they were far away, many monks felt their hearts beat faster, and they were quite nervous, in the Wuzhen Sect, there were almost no disciples who were not afraid of this Shura Torture Hall Elder.

Leng Sen's fluctuations swept away from the ruins.

The atmosphere is stagnant.

Everyone felt bad, and looked at Elder Xing Gu's line of sight, and then the faces of countless people suddenly became strange, and then there was a blazing heat on their faces.

"Ah...... Uncle Lu!"

A sharp sound of surprise suddenly broke the peace, and then a crisp and pleasant female voice rang out, and among everyone, a female monk's face was flushed, and her emotions were a little uncontrollable, looking at the white-clothed figure in the ruins, her eyes suddenly appeared with great love.

And in this case, in more than one place, among those male disciples, the eyes are also respectful, and the figure seems to have the magic power of an idol, but when they see the fanatical appearance of the female monks around them, they can't help but their eyelids flutter, their faces are extremely embarrassed, and they have a deep envy.

Lu Feiyang hugged Xue Ling, but he didn't pay attention to these, he and Elder Xing Gu looked at each other, and the other party's eyes were as cold as ever, really like the Shura described by the disciples, cold and cold.

"The regulations of the top ten battles in the East Gate strictly prohibit killing the same door, hand him over to me!"

Elder Xing Gu spoke, his voice was cold, as if he was not angry, although the words were flat and straightforward, but the edge inside was like a sword, cutting the defense line of people's psychology.

Lu Fei raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "I'm going to take him away." ”

"No way!"

The two words were categorical, and Elder Xing Gu's eyes seemed to be suddenly terrifying.

"If a person doesn't die, then it's not a killing of his fellow disciples, and he didn't break the rules. ”

Facing this Elder Xing Gu, who was feared by countless disciples, Lu Feiyang was as calm as usual, and the slightly upturned arc of his mouth exuded a soft charm.

"I don't make a move, he's dead. ”

Elder Xing Gu said coldly.

"But he's not dead now. ”

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and neither of them made a sound.

In the distance, many monks saw this and began to mutter, between Elder Xing Gu and Lu Feiyang, it didn't seem to be too good.

"If you have murderous intentions, you need to punish him and hand him over to me. ”

Elder Xing Gu thought for a moment, spoke, his words were cold, and on the other side, Lu Fei raised his eyebrows and frowned, but he did not answer, but he did not make the slightest superfluous movement.

"Elder Xing Gu, I'm going to take him away!"

Lu Feiyang spoke, his words were firm, and in his always peaceful face, there seemed to be an unshakable determination.

Elder Xing Gu's face turned cold, and a rather fierce fluctuation suddenly swept away, and the ruins around him shook, but then, in front of him, in Lu Feiyang's body, a wave that he didn't want to let roar open, and two fierce invisible forces rushed to the middle, and then stalemate.

This kind of anomaly made the faces of countless monks in the distance change drastically, and they had no idea what was happening?!

How could the two of them be like this?!

Elder Xing Gu stared at Lu Feiyang, the fluctuations receded like a tide, and then a light flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly, "Why?"

Lu Feiyang shook his head and smiled, "Thank you." ”

"If a man is not dead, he will give up......"

Elder Xing Gu looked at Mu Di, who was already unconscious, and seemed to have figured out something, he actually understood these battles, it was okay in the vast forest, but Xue Ling moved his murderous intent at the mouth of the valley and almost killed Mu Di, he always needed to come forward to deal with it.

He nodded, dropped Mu Di, and immediately his body moved, turning into a black shadow and disappearing into the ruins.

After a long time, Wei Qianmi and Leng Yan ran over and stood in front of Lu Feiyang, Rao is fat man's personality was a little cramped.

"This is his spirit storage card, your things, go and get them back yourself, the top ten battle in the East Gate is over, I'll take him to take a step first, and I'll leave it to you for the rest of the matter." ”

Lu Feiyang handed Xue Ling's spirit card to Wei Qianmi, and immediately lowered his head, Xue Ling opened his eyes with difficulty, smiled bitterly, and then felt his body fly, and he was taken away by Lu Feiyang.

Wei Qianmi trembled and took the spirit storage card, and couldn't help but roar in his heart, "Hey, what Uncle Lu personally handed me, what the most legendary figure in the Wuzhen Sect handed to him, he was standing in front of him just now, and he couldn't stop his excitement at all.

"Haha......"

Wei Fatzi was in a good mood, put away Xue Ling's spirit storage card, immediately turned around, looked at Mu Di who fell to the ground, his eyes became cold again, walked over and groped for a while, and found his spirit storage card.

"Hmph! I'm just getting my stuff back. ”

Wei Fatzi snorted coldly and ignored it, Leng Yan in the distance looked at the direction where Lu Feiyang and Xue Ling disappeared, his beautiful eyes flickered, he was quiet and silent, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Let's go, change the aura to the aura value, and after the ranking comes out, this top ten battle in the East Gate will really be over. ”

Wei Qianmi said to Leng Yan, Leng Yan nodded, but then looked at the distant sky, the top ten battle of the East Gate is over, brother, have you come back?! A feeling of urgency occupied Leng Yan's heart, and a trace of worry appeared on his always cold face.

"Hehe, I don't know who the first meeting will be this time?!"

Wei Fatzi grinned, glanced at Mu Di who was supported by Mu Men and others, and his smile was very inexplicable.

The tremors finally subsided, and all the monks began to converge towards the base camp, and on a mountain peak on the edge of this ruin, a figure shrouded in black robes stood quietly, he was carrying a pitch-black giant sword, standing on the top of the mountain, exuding a mysterious and strange aura.

Glancing in the direction that Xue Ling had left, the black-robed man turned around and walked down the mountain, the figure carrying the giant sword on his back pulled out a long shadow under the sunset.