"Fusheng!" Elder Crazy Sword roared, his voice was mixed with anger, his body staggered slightly, and his old face was instantly stained with tears, but his eyes were still full of hatred. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shen Fusheng, who was heavily injured, had fainted, but his eyes were wide open, and that incredible stunned look was still on his face at this moment, if it weren't for the faint heaving chest, others would really think that he had fallen here.

This point is somewhat similar to that Qiu Jingyu, I don't know if Yang Xuan did it deliberately, or if it was a definite number.

"I'm going to kill you......" The momentum of the Crazy Sword Elder skyrocketed instantly, and he actually broke free from Xing Sen's qi lock, seeing that his face turned red for a moment, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, as if he had used a secret method.

The Crazy Sword shouted angrily, and the majestic fire belonged to the True Yuan, overwhelmingly attacking Yang Xuan, and the divine thought appeared outside the body, and it actually condensed into an illusory long sword, flashing with a silver-gray mystical light, and it was also struck out instantly, leaving no room at all.

"Old bastard, you dare?"

Xingsen is a fierce spirit, the wild rise of the knife without thinking, it seems to be a little more special than the step seal, domineering, incomparably strong and pure domineering, just like the nature of the knife, the soldier of the hegemon.

However, it was a step too late, the action of the crazy sword was extremely abrupt, and it exploded in an instant with a force far beyond the usual, which must be difficult to react, and now if you want to remedy it, it is a little too late.

"You bastard, abolish the cultivation of my sect's genius disciples, today I want you to pay for it!"

Yang Xuan's eyes were slightly cold, originally even if he was defeated, he could save his life in a hurry, but now he has repeatedly released his ultimate attack, not only is the true yuan unsustainable, but even the consumption of the mind is extremely huge, so it is completely impossible to resist.

Someone in the crowd in the distance shouted in fear, such a desperate situation, I am afraid that it is difficult to survive.

Just as Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and was about to accept his fate, he seemed to be able to hear the excited ho-ho sound coming from the mouth of the old man with the crazy sword.

At this time, a faint sigh suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, the sound was like a bell, melodiously echoing in the entire valley, and the long sword that was only an inch away from Yang Xuan's chest trembled, and instantly froze in place, unable to advance for half a minute.

Then, in an extremely fast moment, the figure of the Crazy Sword rushed forward and flew out, and a mouthful of heavy blood sprayed out a magnificent blood line, slightly splashing Yang Xuan's pale cyan clothes.

In mid-air, an old man with a slender figure but a shimmering spirit slowly appeared, a gray linen robe, his hands leisurely behind his back, and landed lightly in the open space in front of Yang Xuan.

It was no one else, it was the old man I saw in the cave behind the Chongwu Gate earlier, I didn't expect his cultivation to be so high, and he hit the master of the Divine Mind Hiding Realm who used the secret method in one word, and he thought that he had reached the realm of the Three Uniques of Creation and Transformation.

"Sun ...... Sun Jian...... You ......"

Crazy Sword stroked his chest with one hand, and couldn't stop panting, obviously the previous injury was not light, or it was the backlash of the secret method, and he was in a very poor state at the moment, his expression was sluggish, and his expression was frightened.

"I see everything here, I don't blame Yang Xuan......"

The old man spoke slowly in an old voice, and as soon as these words came out, everyone's hanging hearts were immediately put down, and Xing Sen also reined in his sword momentum, stepped forward, and bowed down to salute, "Heavy Prison Peak Master Xing Sen, I have seen Elder Taishang"

Everyone was shocked, in the Chongwu Sect camp, except for Bu Feng, Yang Xuan, and the two core disciples of Meng Ke and Qiu Yun'er, the rest of the people were all surprised, they had never heard that there was a position of Supreme Elder in the sect.

After a while, he also bowed and saluted, since the peak master said so, it must be right.

"No need to be polite" Sun Jian smiled on his face, his eyes swept over everyone, and then looked at the entrance of this desolate secret realm surrounded by three peaks, clear water and clear pools, and sighed again.

"There are many variables in this year's flood trial, but some of them are beyond my expectations."

Everyone was silent, thinking that the original scale of thousands of people was now less than a hundred, and they really couldn't think of what to say, only to mourn.

"Yang Xuan's little doll, you are doing a good job," Yang Xuan, who had walked through the life and death moment, was slightly stunned, and then smiled in return, slowly stood up straight, and silently used the Haoran Xuanjing in his heart to regulate the empty dantian.

The crazy sword on the side also eased a lot at this moment, staggered to his feet, and looked at the master of the Three Peerless Realms in front of him with hatred, but he didn't dare to make a mistake, and after a while, he finally mustered up the courage to step forward and speak.

"Senior Sun Jian, I don't know what this means?"

The old man turned his head faintly, and glanced at the crazy sword who was still angry, "You are the elder of the Sword Xuan Pavilion?"

"Elder of the Sword Xuan Pavilion, the Crazy Sword, it is under the Sword" Speaking of this, he was still a little proud, "The seniors want to protect this kid?"

"Hehe, how are you doing?"

This answer was the turn of the crazy sword to be stunned, originally thought that this Sun Jian would be a fool and do such a persuasion thing, and even he had already thought about how to keep the strange weapons and exercises in his hand as compensation if he couldn't kill Yang Xuan.

But he never expected that Sun Jian directly had an attitude of "I am sure of it", which made him a little stunned, and at the same time his heart was even more angry.

Crazy Sword's face gradually became gloomy, "Seniors act like this, I'm afraid it's a little unruly, this kid colluded with the Four-Tailed Emperor Seal Spirit Fox to kill my Sword Xuange and the disciples of the rest of the sect, and now he has abolished the cultivation of my Xuange disciples in the competition, and you are so protective of him......"

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Jian waved his hand and stopped his next words, "I said, I have seen everything here in my eyes the whole time...... Even if the sword dust of your sword Xuange comes, I still have this attitude."

The pupils of the Crazy Sword retracted suddenly, this sword Fengchen was none other than the Supreme Elder in his own sect, who had cultivated to the supreme master in the realm of the Three Absolute Realms of Creation, and the existence of the pillars of the entire Sword Xuan Pavilion.

After being surprised, he was deeply powerless and unwilling, but the situation was stronger than others, even if he was unwilling, he could only do so, "Okay, since the predecessor said that Fusheng is the most proud disciple of the predecessor of Dao Fengchen, he will not go to the Chongwu Sect to disturb him in the future......"

"Are you threatening me?" The fierce momentum of the Desperate Realm leaked out in an instant, and the grass, trees, sand and stones in the valley seemed to be broken by someone with external force, and the edges were extremely neat.

Fortunately, Sun Jian controlled the range of coercion, and everyone was unharmed, but the crazy sword in the center of the momentum was difficult to say, at this moment his face was flushed, his body trembled uncontrollably, and after a while, his clothes were already wet with sweat.

The coercion lasted for only a few breaths, and then disappeared suddenly, and the sword sat on the ground, breathing heavily, never for a moment, death was so close to him.

"That's it, go back and tell Dao Fengchen, if you want to seek revenge, the old man will wait for him, but if you want to move my heavy martial arts disciple, I am afraid that you are not qualified to come to your Sword Xuange"

Hearing this, although he was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to show it at all, his eyes glared at Yang Xuan who was smiling on the side again, he got up very carefully, picked up Shen Fusheng, who was still in a fainting, and left here gloomily.

Seeing this, the rest of the Sword Xuange disciples followed closely behind, running in embarrassment, not daring to look back from beginning to end, except for Cao Rong's mixed gaze.

After a long time, Sun Jian said quietly, "The situation of the sects this time, I think you have already received the news in your sect, no wonder any of you, the matter is strange, the specific reason still needs to be decided by the Wangtian Palace, now, go back"

"In this way, then I will retire from Luoxia Valley, Elder Sun, I will visit the door another day and say goodbye."

The lonely old woman bowed her head slightly, and said softly, "Rainfall, let's go back to the valley", she walked towards the outside of the valley first, and the disciples of Luoxia Valley followed closely, passing by Yang Xuan's position, all of them smiled kindly and nodded.

After walking far, it seemed that she faintly heard that the lonely old woman spoke again, "The conspiracy and tricks of the Sword Xuange, the old body will show the sect master, this matter, can't it be just like that......"

Yang Xuan also smiled slightly, not speaking, but his gaze seemed to be deeper.

The people of the Fu Sect also left here one after another, only the Chongwu Sect and his party were left in the field, pondering for a long time, a few disciples, the ice and fire were stunning, Ning Yue Bufeng and the others stepped forward to talk to Yang Xuan for a few words, and the admiration was overflowing, among them, Bufeng's eyes were full of fighting spirit again, if it wasn't for the Taishang Elder Sun Jian here, he would have to draw his sword and compete with him.

"You kid, you know the realm of Tibet...... That golden thunder should be the seed of the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder...... I didn't expect you to cultivate it to such an extent."

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Where is it so easy, this situation is extremely weird, I don't know why it is here, but now it doesn't seem to be a bad thing."

When everyone heard this, they thought about it, and their doubts were very strong.

"It's almost time, let's leave too" Sun Jian sighed lightly and said slowly.

"This trip to the wilderness, the four major third-grade sects in the Southern Regions can be regarded as hurting the muscles and bones, and the disciples of the mortal realm in the sect have suffered too many deaths and injuries, I am afraid that it will take decades to recover their breath."

Everyone looked lonely, and the dead were all brothers and sisters who accompanied them day and night, how could they not be sad, and even the footsteps on the way home were a lot heavier.

In the middle of the night, everyone walked out of the valley, Xing Sen took out the small boat that flashed with misty brilliance from the Sumeru ring, and the true yuan was sent to the sky, and the boat rose in the wind, and it turned into a huge road spirit treasure in a moment, which was extremely spectacular.

A group of people stand at the head of the boat, looking at the floating clouds like waves on the horizon, the wind roars like the sound of the tide, gently rippling with an intoxicating halo, so comfortable, the spirit boat passes by, as far as the eye can see, it is a vast and vast world of beauty.

The morning sun is bright, and the light boat is swimming in the clouds......