Wuchenzi took the lead, but he didn't make a move, after all, Daochen Zhenren was his senior brother, and he didn't want to attack on the spot, so he had to shout: "Daochen, you step back, I can not blame the past for today's matter!"

Han Yu Zhenren shook his head and said: "I haven't seen Wuchenzi make a move for many years, I didn't expect his cultivation to be so high, Daochen is not good at martial arts, it seems that he is going to suffer." ”

Daochen Zhenren looked at Wuchenzi, this terrifying coercion overwhelmed him, but he knew that he had completely broken with Wuchenzi today, even if he retreated immediately, in the future, he would definitely not be able to escape Wuchenzi's sanctions.

Thinking of this, Daochen Zhenren slowly raised the ancient sword and cut his palm, the blood suddenly stained the ancient sword red, the ancient sword trembled, and the blood-red qi spread.

"Dao Chen is going to resist to the end, he knows that his sword is not the opponent of the Qinghong Sword, this is to use the soul blood as a guide, forcibly increase the strength of the sword, dead old man, I can't see it, it's quite stubborn! ”

The horizontal flesh on Xin Yibo's face trembled with excitement, if Daochen Zhenren confessed to it, Xin Yibo felt that he was lacking in interest, but at this time, seeing that Daochen Zhenren had no intention of forbearance, the joy in his heart became more and more.

"Daochen, don't be obsessed, I think of the friendship of the same family, I can let you go, and I hope you will do it yourself!"

Daochen Zhenren shook his head resolutely: "Senior brother, you and I haven't studied for hundreds of years, right? Today, there are many disciples in the Qianxi Ridge to observe, so it's better to take advantage of this opportunity to divide you and me!"

Wuchenzi's face was cold: "I don't know what to do with the old thing!"

As soon as the words fell, the phantom sword, which had long been unable to hold down in the air, stirred up several sword qi and stabbed at the Daochen real person below.

"Hahaha!"

Daochen Zhenren laughed, and the blood-red qi on the ancient sword suddenly skyrocketed! Covering Daochen's real person's body in it, between heaven and earth, one red and one basket, and the two rays of light collided fiercely!

Do you know my forbearance for hundreds of years?

Do you know the anger in my heart as I sit under your seat?

Do you know that my blood is still boiling for hundreds of years?

Today, you and I will divide the victory and defeat! I am no longer your lackey!

"You can come as many ways as you want, I will only go all the way!"

Daochen Zhenren finally tore off the mask, and his gray hair, with the explosion of blood, floated in the air, like a group of demons dancing!

Qiu Ze never imagined that Daochen Zhenren, who was deflated in the abyss, would have such a profound cultivation and look down on him.

The two masters of Qiyunguan fought with their lives, such a spectacle, all the disciples of Qiyunguan had never seen it, and they all stopped fighting, raised their heads, and looked at the sky blankly.

The phantom sword had no reservations, and it slammed into the blood qi in a violent order, and it erupted in addition to the suffocating blood mist, the Daochen real person in the blood mist, like an evil demon possessed, he laughed wildly and danced the ancient sword in his hand, he was angry, he was venting!

"Senior brother, you and I will have a hearty battle today!"

Wuchenzi felt an invisible pressure, Daochen Zhenren was played with in the palm of his hand for hundreds of years, nodding his head on weekdays, never revealing his strength, at this time, from his body, there was a terrifying aura that quickly spread!

Wuchenzi didn't expect Daochen to really give up his life, the hatred in his heart became more and more intense, and streams of cold qi were instilled into the Qinghong Sword from his body, and he slammed at Daochen Zhenren.

When the blood qi encountered a strong enemy, not only did not flinch, but also took the initiative to attack, and the blood was vigorous, extending along the phantom sword to Wuchenzi's wrist.

Wuchenzi suddenly felt a burst of dizziness, her stomach churned, and she was nauseous!

"Bang!"

Just between the stalemate between the two, a loud noise came from the cliff, and looking down, the gossip mirror had burst open under the siege of everyone, becoming countless fragments, scattered in the sky like a goddess scattering flowers!

Although the Bagua Mirror is the supreme magic weapon, it also depends on who will use it, if Daochen Zhenren is in charge, for a while, it will be difficult for everyone to break through the wall of light, but Zixu's cultivation and spells are weaker than your mountain gates, and it is already due diligence to be able to hold on to this time.

"Poof!"

Zixu was counterattacked by the spell, his face was pale, a mouthful of blood spit out, his eyes rolled, he fainted, and he could no longer stay on the cliff, like a paper kite with a broken line, falling from the air lightly, if he fell to the foot of the cliff, I am afraid that he would die.

Zixu is the most relied on disciple of Daochen Zhenren, he can't bear to see his disciple die like this, he bit his tongue and spit out a piece of blood mist, the phantom sword immediately lost its target, swirling in mid-air, and when the blood mist dissipated, where is there still the shadow of Daochen Zhenren?

Daochen Zhenren made a trick of the golden cicada shedding its shell, and the sword had already flown to Zixu's side, hugging the fainting Zixu with one hand.

Wuchenzi, who was tortured by blood and qi and almost wanted to gag, moved to kill, flew down, and threw the Qinghong Sword in his hand.

The Qinghong Sword seemed to turn into a flying star, and flew towards the unfortified Daochen real person behind it, if it hit, the two Daochen real people and apprentices, I am afraid they would have to die on the spot.

"Senior brother, be merciful!"

Qiu Ze only felt the strong wind blowing on his face, turned his head to look, where was the shadow of Xin Yibo beside him?

In the Qianxi Ridge, a cluster of dazzling silver light flashed, and with heavy pressure, it quickly pressed towards the flying star.

"Boom!"

Just as the Qinghong Sword was about to pierce into the back of Daochen Zhenren, a loud bang broke out, and a silver spear nailed the Qinghong Sword to the cliff!

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Daochen is the head of one of the eight mountain gates of Qi Yunguan, and I want to kill him here for the sake of Mo Yuhe, and I will lose my identity as the head of the senior brother! If it spreads, I'm afraid that my Qi Yunguan will become the laughing stock of the entire Central Plains decency!"

Xin Yibo stood behind Daochen Zhenren, looking at Wuchenzi in mid-air from afar, and smiled indifferently.

Wuchenzi shook the palm of his hand, the Qinghong Sword trembled for a moment, bounced out, and flew into the master's hand, "Senior Brother said that I laughed, I just learned from Senior Brother Daochen, and I never killed him." ”

Although Wu Chenzi was extremely dissatisfied with Xin Yibo's sideways kicking, after calming down for a while, a faint sense of gratitude rose in his heart.

The head of decency, the lord of Qi Yun, maintains the right path, takes the lead, Wuchenzi's reputation in the rivers and lakes has been rumored for a long time, who doesn't know that Qiyunguan Wuchenzi's righteousness and prestige?

But under the anger of Fang Cai, Wuchenzi actually killed his own division commander, if it spread, the image that Wuchenzi has carefully maintained for many years will be destroyed immediately, not only will it ruin Wuchenzi's own reputation, but also disgrace the entire Qi Yunguan, so that Qi Yunguan can't raise his head in the Central Plains.