Tang Feng had injuries in his body, which were left by fighting with Han Shi, but after Tang Yu entered the Yuan Force, his injuries suddenly improved by half, and at this moment, his cultivation had already recovered ninety percent.

"Han Shi, this person has lost his conscience by exterminating humanity, killing countless people from my Tang clan, today the old man will pay tribute to this person's head, this person's teacher helped him to abuse, and he should be killed together!"

Tang Feng walked like a big wave, but there was a cruel smile hidden in his eyes.

"The old man is not very good for himself, this matter is only because of Han Shi alone, and it has nothing to do with Xuanyang Gate, but anyone who is willing to break off with Han Shien, the old man will save his life. ”

"But no matter who has the intention of protecting Han Shi, the old man will destroy his body, shatter his soul, and make him die without a place to be buried. ”

Tang Feng stopped, his pale hair was windless, and his eyes swept towards everyone with a gloomy look.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Tang Yu's mouth, Tang Feng, the nephew, he had seen since he was a child, and he knew his temperament very well, this statement was half-true and half-false, it seemed to leave a way out, but in fact it was a game of cat and mouse.

Those who really want to break off with Han Shi will not only not be able to save their lives, but also suffer humiliation before death, of course, those who dare to stand on Han Shi's side in public, Tang Feng will naturally take action without hesitation, watching the mouse hold the hope of life, but finally die in pain, this is the cat's game.

Up and down the Xuanyang Gate today, except for a few people, all of them will die.

Although Tang Yuntian and Tang Yunfeng were seriously injured, Tang Yu had already woken up under his personal action, and at this moment, a cruel smile appeared in the eyes of the two at the same time, like the eyes of a poisonous snake, both of them hated Han Shi to the core, and it was really difficult to feel at ease if they didn't see this person die with their own eyes, among them, Tang Yunfeng's gaze fell on a white-clothed figure not far away.

Deathly silence, deathly silence, deathly pressure.

In a few moments, one person from the Flying Heaven Peak disciple walked out, and at the same time, one person from the Xuanyang Sect disciple also walked out.

The two slowly walked in front of Han Shi and glanced at each other, nodding slightly, in this short moment, both of them saw the decisiveness in each other's eyes, the past grievances were all put down at this moment, and their eyes slowly fell on Zhou Yi and Han Shi.

After a long time, Li Chen raised his head and said: "Farewell today, if you are not dead, please bury this knife on Feitian Peak, and try the knife with you in the next life." ”

Han Yu smiled indifferently, "Dare to disobey!"

Li Chen took a long breath and looked up at the sky, this would be the last time he looked at the blue sky and white clouds.

The death of Shizun and Qi Yunbai has all the kindness of the master and disciple, and it has also given him a deeper understanding of the question of what is a knife in his heart.

Only the blade in the hand refers to the same righteousness, the knife, is the knife!

Where righteousness is, where the sword is, and where the Tao is!

The sword, the way!

Li Chen realized at this moment, his heart was transparent, and an artistic conception called the knife loomed from nothingness, making him have an indescribable taste all over his body, looking at it from a distance, like a war immortal.

It's just that this time is too short, and his cultivation can't improve too much.

"Xuanyangmen Li Chen, with this knife inscription, should be with Xuanyangmen...... Live and die together!"

Li Chen looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and rushed straight at Tang Feng, his figure turned into a hundred-zhang sword shadow out of thin air and slashed down.

Tang Feng's face was extremely gloomy, this sword intent seemed majestic, but it was far less threatening than Han Shi, but Li Chen's move made him even more gloomy in his heart in addition to miscalculation.

He didn't want the people of Xuanyangmen to die violently, and if he wanted to die, he had to taste all the humiliation.

Tang Feng waved his sleeves, and a large amount of mist appeared around the Baizhang sword shadow, which immediately shrouded the knife shadow, and at the same time, the slashing momentum of the sword shadow also continued to slow down.

Tang Feng's eyes were indifferent, and the mist under the division of his hands suddenly parted in all directions, and the four extremely strong tearing forces caused the knife shadow to collapse violently, turning into a rain of blood, leaving only a ghost-headed knife to fall out of thin air, obliquely inserted into the ground, and the handle of the knife shook slightly.

The blade drinks blood and cold light, Li Chen inscribes his will with the sword, and inscribes his life with his life, and will never fall into the name of Xuanyang.

Han Yu's eyes were gloomy, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was slightly raised, he and Li Chen had a lot of grievances over the past hundred years, each with victory and defeat, although he won more but never took it lightly, now in retrospect, each other's grievances are a spur for the two of them, you chase me, so that the two of them cultivate for their own rise.

Now, this grudge has come to an end.

The blade of the sword in Han Yu's hand roared slightly, and an extremely cold cold filled the sword body, replacing the sharpness of the sword blade into a cold light, and immediately a white light broke through the sky when he swung it, which was the appearance of the void frozen.

A burning fire ignited in Han Yu's heart, as if it was about to burn through his heart, but at the same time, outside his body was the cold that froze all things.

The hotter the heart, the colder the body.

"Xuanyangmen Han Yu, with this sword inscription, should be with Xuanyangmen...... Live and die together!"

Before Han Yu's words fell, the whole person suddenly turned into a thin shadow, as if ice crystals condensed in an instant appeared in front of Tang Feng, and before he could reach him, an extremely severe cold enveloped Tang Feng, making his eyebrows frosty and frosty.

Tang Feng snorted coldly, he could no longer press his heart to kill, except for Han Shi in Xuanyang Gate, only Luo Honghui could make him a little jealous, and the rest of the people were no different from ants in his eyes.

Tang Yu has been in seclusion all year round and does not ask about world affairs, and the royal family has always been the same as Tang Feng, and his majesty is extremely heavy, and no one dares to have a word of opposition, let alone dare to make a move against him.

If Han Shi also fell, after all, this person's strange cultivation was almost against the sky, but Tang Feng never imagined that in his opinion, these lowly cultivators of Xuanyangmen, who were played with by him, would actually show their fangs to him even if they didn't want to show their fangs to him, which made Tang Feng's anger almost crazy.

In an instant, a cloud of intent enveloped all directions with a crazy killing machine, Han Yu only felt that his body was tight, and the mist in all directions seemed to turn into iron cables in an instant, locking him tightly, constantly twisting, and countless huge forces came to make him spew blood mist in severe pain all over his body, and he almost collapsed.

Come to think of it, Li Chen also died like this.

There is no sadness in Han Yu's eyes, only a trace of affection, he has no father and mother since he was a child, he was adopted by Granny Wang in the west of the village, and he has respected Granny Wang since he was a child, and he has the idea of dripping water to repay the spring, but before he grows up and has the power to repay his kindness, one night, Granny Wang died in her sleep.

Han Yu could see that her mother-in-law was walking peacefully, perhaps, in her sleep, her mother-in-law met the person who made her wait all her life, or maybe the reluctance made her reluctant to wake up again.

The death of her mother-in-law left Han Yu with only silence, and this silence turned into a cold that rejected people thousands of miles away.

It colds others, and it colds oneself even more.

It wasn't until later that he met Han Yuanshan, met Han Shi, and met Xuanyangzi.

Uncle Yuanshan passed on all his hunting skills to Han Yu, giving him the ability to survive, and Han Shi gave Han Yu a goal to forge ahead, which has never changed in a hundred years.

But the most important thing is that the master respects Xuanyangzi, since he entered the Xuanyang Gate, the only person who has strengthened his Dao heart on this long journey of cultivation is Xuanyangzi.

In the severe pain, Han Yu's consciousness gradually blurred, and the breath of death was approaching in an instant.

Suddenly, an old hand pressed on Han Yu's shoulder, causing his consciousness to slide into the abyss to regain consciousness.

"Han Yu, you must live!"

Xuanyangzi's figure appeared in front of Han Yu, and his intrusion caused a flaw in the cloud that contained crazy killing intent to have a flaw, and a soft and powerful force pushed Han Yu out of the only remaining gap, out of Tang Feng's control.

Han Yu's heart was shocked, and his figure retreated thousands of feet, and the place where he fell was very close to everyone in the Thunder Sect.

"Brother Wutian, please, ......" A spiritual thought sounded directly in Win Wutian's heart.

Xuan Yangzi didn't look back, his figure turned into a huge ice ridge ten times larger than Han Yu's ice crystal, and went straight to Tang Feng, and at the same time, a destructive aura similar to that of Great Elder Yang Fei instantly diffused from his dantian.

"Boom ......"

The incomparably violent fluctuations of the Yuan Force formed a storm with a radius of thousands of feet, countless ice edges shuttled, and the extremely fast collision gave birth to a sharp roar, and the void of the place where this sound passed was shattered.

Tang Feng's figure appeared in a place less than a few feet outside the Qianzhang Ice Ridge Storm, his face was cold, and his monstrous anger had been restrained by him, and when this anger reached the extreme, it was when he slaughtered the Xuanyang Gate.

With Yang Fei's previous experience, Xuanyangzi's self-explosion was not beyond Tang Feng's expectations, and it was because of this that he was not injured, but this incident made his anger deeper.

Tang Yu, who was not far away, looked as usual, and a finger popped out, and in an instant, the thousand-zhang ice edge storm burst into nothing, leaving only fine ice crystals scattered in the air, revealing colorful brilliance under the sun, and completely disappeared in a blink of an eye.