Bikong got up and slowly walked towards the last surviving disciple.

He stroked the child's head with his hand, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Children, live well for them. Bikong turned to look at the disciple who had counted the number of people, and motioned for him to continue checking his available combat power.

"The second group, those who survived, read their names. There was a slight helplessness and sentimentality in his voice.

"Yang Tian. ”

"Tsui Kexing. ”

"Luo Ming. ”

......

Dozens of voices read their names in an orderly manner.

"Elder Blue Sky, plus the fifty people in the third group, there are still sixty-three people to fight. The counter's voice was filled with sadness and weeping.

"If it weren't for the Qingping Kingdom, our Sword Sect Great Array would still be able to hold on. ”

"Obviously they are all sects of one country, why does Qingping Kingdom want to help the Sword Sect. ”

"We traded our lives for the world for chance, and now, we are doing it to us. What a reason for this?"

The disciples of the Sword Sect who were originally united had begun to crack in their hearts at this time, and they had a determination to sacrifice their lives for the Sword Sect, but it did not mean that they could endure the injustice that this world had done to them.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Bikong endured the pain in his body, put his hands behind his back, stood in the middle of the conference pavilion, and said.

But everyone's tongue is like the waves of the sea, even if the identity of the blue sky is high, it will be swallowed by the sea, and no one can listen to what the blue sky says.

"The old man has a word, you listen quietly. The blue sky spiritual power was transported into the sound, and everyone instantly fell silent, staring at this mysterious elder.

"The Sword Sect has been established for thousands of years, and there are times when it endures humiliation and burdens, and there are also times when it is full of energy. But I have to say that today is the most unforgettable day for the Sword Sect. ”

"The old decay has one thing to say, if we fight against the Sword Sect, the victory rate may be four or six. And now, with the intervention of Qingping State, regardless of the winning rate, even if we win, I am afraid that we will be surrounded and suppressed by Qingping State wave after wave. ”

"The old man is already half of the earth, and it is not a pity to die. But you are all the elites of the world, and the old man doesn't want to let you be accused of treason because of the Sword Sect. ”

Bikong's voice paused, looked around, and said in a deep voice again: "Old decay still has the last strength, which can help you open the door of your life and escape from the Sword Sect." ”

The voice of the blue sky is not big or small, but every sentence shows the stakes.

The candles of the conference pavilion burned out the last glimmer of light, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the originally dim conference pavilion was completely shrouded in darkness at this time.

Each of them couldn't see each other's appearance, nor did they know each other's movements.

This is specially designed for them by Blue Sky, so as not to leave the psychological burden of those children who want to live.

Bikong borrowed a long sword and drew a large circle out of thin air, and the air was as if it had been cut, and a landscape appeared in the circle.

This is the birth door that the blue sky opens for them, as long as they step into this circle, they can be regarded as escaping from the Sword Sect.

Blue Sky turned to look at the gate, and had previously closed all the doors and windows to prevent the enemy from using hidden arrows.

He looked silently at the door in the dark, he did not run, nor did he intend to escape.

The Sword Sect is his home, and his home is gone, so what's the point of him still alive?

However, he wanted this group of children to escape, and he didn't want to implicate this group of children in their prime because of the Sword Sect.

The sound of footsteps, walking slowly, no one said a word, the only sound made was the orderly footsteps.

"Let's go. ”

Blue Sky's eyes were a little moist, his hands were behind his back, and he stood quietly in place, like a big tree standing upright in the sky, not moving.

He was not a competent elder, he had not taught his disciples, nor had he managed the affairs of the Sword Sect.

However, he had the only thing he loved in his heart, and that was the Sword Sect.

Fight for the Sword Sect until you die!

Outside the gate, the army of the Qingping Kingdom is constantly attacking the Qinggang Qi Hood that has been inherited for thousands of years.

While each attack seemed harmless, the only thing the group lacked was time.

No matter how high its defense is, it can't withstand the passage of time, after all, a drop of water can pierce stones.

"The people inside listen, surrender and don't kill. Otherwise, once this place is breached, none of you will want to live!" the general of Qingping Kingdom shouted outside.

But he didn't know that in order to protect the flame of the Sword Sect, Bikong had already sent everyone away from the Sword Sect, and at this time, there was only one old man left in the meeting pavilion.

"The people inside listen...."The people outside shouted without listening, and when one person was tired, he called another person to take over.

While attacking the gate, it also sharpens the enemy's mentality.

However, Bikong was an impatient, and he was going to wait for their attack in the conference pavilion, but the other party's chirping and shouting really annoyed him.

With his sword in hand, he walked out of the chamber alone.

The door opened, and the sun shone at the feet of the blue sky, and his vicissitudes of life but pure eyes did not look at the enemies who were attacking wildly.

Instead, he slowly raised his head and looked around the Sword Sect. From the cracks of the enemy, he coveted a glimpse of the Sword Sect.

This holy place, known as the sword, now seems so strange.

There is no way to return to that harmonious and peaceful Sword Sect.

The green tendons in Bikong's hand burst out, and the long sword in his hand turned slightly, stabbing forward.

With the defensive power of the Qinggang Qi Mask, he frantically fought against those enemies who kept attacking.

The enemy's spears struck the defensive shields, but the blue sky sword stabbed them in the vital spots.

The corpse soon formed a small hill, but the army of the Qingping Kingdom was still frantically attacking the Qinggang Qi Hood.

The long sword in Bikong's hand was instantly dyed scarlet, and his body was severely damaged in the previous battle with Blood Dugu, and his physical strength quickly declined.

The enemy in front of him was as if he couldn't finish killing, one place fell, and the people behind him instantly took over.

"Is your life really like a mustard?" said blue sky, his eyes reddened, looking at these soldiers who were not afraid of death.

He didn't stop killing, but the pain in his heart also haunted his heart.

If he doesn't kill these people, it will be the Sword Sect that will perish. But these people, like the disciples of the Sword Sect, have lives and families.

While he kept killing, he also used his eyes to remember the fallen soldiers one by one. He wanted to look for the reason in the eyes of these soldiers.

"Is it really because of the determination to die?" Bikong wondered, if it was said that a hundred years ago in the Qingping Kingdom, the soldiers had such determination, he would definitely choose to believe it.

But today's Qingping State has long been synonymous with mediocrity and corruption, how can there be such a resolute soldier?

"No, it's dead air. Blue Sky's pupils shrank, and he found something different in the eyes of these soldiers.

The eyes full of determination do not have any flaws, and they will not be swayed by any sense of color.

Although he was determined to die, his heart was always full of light and hope.

But the eyes of this group of soldiers, he did not find any hopeful appearance in them, but a dead air rushed towards him.

It's not that they're not afraid of death, but they have to!

Bikong raised his head and looked coldly at Guan Linghai who was sitting on the carriage.

When Guan Linghai looked at this scene proudly, he instantly felt a chill behind him, as if some animal was hunting him.

He followed the feeling, looked over, and the whole person fell off the carriage in fright.

The blue sky's eyes are like a sharp weapon for killing, and they are invisible and powerful.

"Kill me, kill me!"

Guan Linghai got up from the ground and shouted angrily. As the prince of Qingping Kingdom, he was first beaten by Ye Ye and his bones were shattered, and now he was frightened by the blue sky and fell off the horse.

How can he hold his face?

The attack of the Qingping army became more violent, and the entire Qinggang gas mask began to become a little broken.

"Bang!"

Another attack hit the Qinggang Qi Shield, and in an instant, the entire Qi Mask cracked.

In the blink of an eye, the Qinggang Qi Hood shattered in an instant, and the Qinggang Qi dissipated into the clouds.

Bikong was hit by the explosion of Qinggang's qi mask, and the whole person was slammed into the door, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth.

He tried to stand up, but his body seemed to be unable to move at all.