This old man is also one of the first monks established by the Tingchao Pavilion, in charge of the punishment department, and in the past, he was an iron-faced and selfless image, known as "Kind Eyebrows and Good Eyes Living Shura"!

But the monks who listened to the Chao Pavilion didn't have much fear of this iron-blooded and ruthless Living Shura, because this Living Shura adhered to the iron-faced and selfless rules of conduct!

But if there is a mistake, no matter who it is, he will dare to speak up! But if it is right, even if it is a little monk, he will not deliberately trouble you!

Looking at the old days, the iron-clad old man was always straight, and he never bowed his head to anyone. Now that he was bent down at them, how could he not let them, the monks who listened to the tide pavilion, be moved?

"Swear to live and die with Tingchao Pavilion!"

"Rather than be humble, it is better to die generously!"

"In this world, where can I escape the control of the Nine Clans? His Heavenly Domain is going to destroy the Tingchao Pavilion, and if he wants to overturn my last place of shelter, I will die, and I will also splash his blood!"

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Emotions are like contagious, and in this atmosphere, everyone seems to let go of the fear of death, and their chests are filled with an inexplicable emotion, an emotion called "faith".

This kind of emotion is extremely contagious, and Yin Gaoxing was also deeply affected, and for a moment he almost had the idea of rebelling against the Heavenly Domain with them, regardless of life and death.

A thought instantly came to mind: What is the joy of life? What is the fear of death? Eighteen years later, he is a good man again!

He hurriedly threw this dangerous thought out of his mind: Impulse is the devil! Impulse is the devil!

The monks of Tingchao Pavilion were not as calm as Yin Gaoxing, or their feelings for Tingchao Pavilion far exceeded that of Yin Gaoxing and others.

The Heavenly Domain wants to destroy their faith and destroy their shelter, if they don't rise up to resist, then what's the point of living?

At the time of life and death, some people also let go of the distinction between dignity and inferiority in the past, and opened their mouths and laughed loudly: "Old man, shouldn't it be that you are old and hunchbacked?

This sentence completely touched the old man who bent over, and the iron-faced selfless, cold-blooded and ruthless punishment hall master in the past actually wet his eyes!

"The house is going to be demolished, what are you going to do? What kind of way to seek? What kind of immortality is chasing? Brothers, fuck it!"

The old man finally straightened his waist again, and looked at the group of monks in the martial arts field, but none of them left!

He continued: "Thank you for not giving up! When the formation is broken, it will be the time for us to fight with the Heavenly Domain Cultivators, and if the Chao Pavilion dies today, we will also die!"

"If the tide pavilion is dead, we will die too!"

The voices converged, and finally condensed into a sound, which shook the sky and resounded through the heavens and the earth!

In the crowd, a thin monk also shouted loudly with the people around him, his face was red with excitement, and he was red with blood.

In the past, he was just a little boy in the alchemy room, and he did some stupid work of selecting medicinal materials, cleaning up raw materials, and looking at the heat of the Dan furnace.

The things he envied the most in his heart were those war departments who went out every day to fight with various forces and represented the face of Tingchao Pavilion.

Countless illusions have joined the war department, becoming a monk who fights for the Chao Pavilion, and every time he returns victoriously, he can enjoy the envious gaze of others and usher in the reverent applause of others.

However, his talent is really not high, and after several years of hard work, he is still in the transcendent realm, and the progress of his cultivation realm is slow, and he cannot meet the requirements for joining the war department

Today, those unattainable thoughts are finally coming true! How can he not be excited?

Listening to the excitement of the crowd in the Chao Pavilion formation, the Heavenly Sword Guards outside the formation continued to attack the mountain protection formation.

In the air at this moment, the monks of the Listening Tide Pavilion, the leader of the Heavenly Domain, the two of them were fighting together in the air, and the two of them had all their magical powers, and the monks of the Listening Tide Pavilion had complex moves and frequent tricks, and the monks of the Heavenly Domain all broke it with one sword.

Wang Junxia's face did not change, but he was already unable to maintain his composure in his heart, his magic power against the enemy had been almost used, and there were only a few moves left that were close to desperate, and the swordsman of this heavenly domain still looked calm.

The supernatural powers used by this Heavenly Domain monk turned out to be just a set of ordinary swordsmanship supernatural powers of the Heavenly Domain's sword guards!

This set of mediocre spirit-level swordsmanship supernatural powers has already cut off all his supernatural powers with one sword, including the earth-level supernatural powers above the spiritual-level supernatural powers!

What kind of concept is this? This means that the power exerted by this set of spiritual-level supernatural powers far exceeds that of earth-level supernatural powers! It means that the people who use supernatural powers have a gap that can be called heaven-high!

According to common sense, the monks of the True Realm are only the monks of the Heavenly Realm, and the monks of this realm rarely have only one kind of supernatural power, and they often have their own hole cards.

Wang Junxia naturally didn't think that this monk really only had this most ordinary set of swordsmanship powers.

It's just that the swordsman of this heavenly domain is just the most ordinary supernatural power, and he can already fight with himself, if he uses his true skills, how can he fight against him?

Wang Junxia looked at the swordsman in the Heavenly Domain, his face seemed to be much younger than himself, but his cultivation was far beyond himself!

A monk who knows the truth is already almost the closest existence to the peak, which one is not above the top? Which one will have the idea that he is inferior to others?

Especially Wang Junxia, in the Tingchao Pavilion, he rarely has contact with the outside world, and every day he sees some monks who are not as good as himself, and he will inevitably feel arrogant.

Suddenly, I saw a young man who was not as good as himself in age, but his cultivation was far beyond his own, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of frustration!

The monk of the Heavenly Domain is named Mo Fan, and just by hearing his surname, he knows that he does not belong to the three royal families of the Heavenly Domain.

Is it an extraordinary person who is a monk who has climbed up from the lower levels step by step, and has cultivated to such a state when he is helpless?

Mo Fan said: "Knowing the True Realm Cultivator! Even if you take refuge in the Heavenly Domain, you can have a place!

In the face of a junior, let yourself be captured? Wang Junxia can't let go of this face, not to mention that there is the entire Tingchao Pavilion behind him!

Wang Junxia replied with a sneer: "I heard that Chaoge has always abided by the rules of the Heavenly Domain, but now I didn't expect that this butcher knife was also on the neck, it is really ridiculous!"

In the past, Tingchao Pavilion had never committed the taboo of the Heavenly Domain at all, but it was still in the name of leveling the thieves, and after all, he was still trying to plot a little bit of industry and a little bit of resources!

Mo Fan said coldly: "Descend, or die!"

Wang Junxia was silent, the movements in his hands were a little faster, and the flickering spiritual energy rushed out, as if a monstrous wave was coming!

Mo Fan understood Wang Junxia's answer in an instant.

Now that he has arrived in such a field, he is still obsessed, so the only way to do it is to send him where he should go!

The white-robed sword-wielding guards gathered together, and then rushed towards the formation.

It was like a torrent of white steel, swept in, slamming into the formation, like a torrent crashing against an indestructible stone.

This stone divides this torrent in two, to the left and right.

From time to time, because the sword guards could not withstand the violent shock of the formation, they fell from the air and fell under the foot of the mountain, densely packed, like a fallen leaf.

But the fall of every "fallen leaf" is the passing of a fresh life.

Wang Junxia saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, listening to the monks in the Chao Pavilion, they would definitely not be able to compete with these well-trained sword guards!

Mo Fan's swordsmanship is more powerful than one move, and one is more ruthless than the other, Wang Junxia almost missed several times, and almost planted on Mo Fan's spirit-level supernatural power.

He had no time to care about the monks of the Listening Tide Pavilion, so he could only concentrate on dealing with this tricky swordsman, and finally, he turned over the hole cards that had been hidden for a long time.

Wang Junxia's whole body hair was upside down, and his whole body turned a strange red, and the spiritual energy released from his whole body was far several times higher than before!

At this time, Mo Fan finally leaked out of the decline, and under Wang Junxia's magic power one after another, he dodged in panic and was embarrassed!

The powerful spiritual energy in the early stage of the Truth Realm swept up gusts of wind, bringing with them waves of aftermath, and the impact alone could wring the monks around them to pieces!

Fortunately, they fought from high in the air, and there were no monks around, so the aftermath did not affect anyone else, nor did it affect the ground beneath their feet.

The monks in the distance only felt a strong wind.

Listening to the mountain protection formation of the Chao Pavilion, it finally came to the end of its mission, and cracks appeared on the light curtain one after another, and the sword guards continued to launch a fierce attack on the place where the cracks appeared!

I don't know how many sword guards fell on the shock of the formation, but they didn't stop attacking, nor did they stop the ferocious impact!

They're like emotionless puppets, but are they really emotionless?

Not far from the gate of Tingchao Pavilion, an old farmer was reclaiming the wasteland facing the loess with his back to the sky, he stood up straight and wiped the sweat off his face!

Then he suddenly felt a strong gust of wind blowing, and then a drop of rain fell on the corner of the old man's mouth.

The old farmer felt extremely surprised, it was obviously a sunny day, there was no cloud, where did the rain come from?

As if he was thirsty, he involuntarily stuck out his tongue and licked the rain at the corner of his mouth.

He muttered in surprise, "Why is this rain so salty?" like tears......

Listening to the mountain protection formation of the Chao Pavilion, it broke with a bang!

The sword-wielding guard swarmed in along the cracked opening!

It was as if a hole had collapsed in the sky, and white waves were rushing down the opening!

The old man of the Punishment Hall of the Listening Chao Pavilion looked at this scene and said loudly: "Everyone, the last moment I am waiting for the Chao Pavilion has arrived!"

The monks in the martial arts field followed the old man's gaze and saw the broken formation and the white-robed sword guards pouring in one after another.

This is one of the Nine Clans' Heavenly Domain? This is the Sword Guard who conquers the world?

Take a good look at the determination of us ants to protect our nests!