Qin Bufan looked at the people on the field, who were originally mostly depressed, and suddenly became so high-spirited, he couldn't help but look at the Qingxuan Patriarch in the hall. Seeing that although this Qingxuan Patriarch's face was still relatively gloomy, he didn't seem to be too worried.

As soon as he saw the appearance of Patriarch Qingxuan, Qin Bufan secretly muttered to himself: This Ten Thousand Evil Sects have all been killed, and this Patriarch Qingxuan doesn't seem to be very worried!

Seeing that the disciples looked high-spirited, Patriarch Qingxuan stroked his beard and said in a deep voice: "Okay! Since this is the case, then let's compete with the Ten Thousand Evil Sect today! Let's see if they die or we die!"

After speaking, Patriarch Qingxuan raised his sleeves again and said, "All the disciples receive the order! When you see the disciples of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect later, don't show mercy to your subordinates! You must know that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to yourself! Now, all disciples, prepare to resist the enemy!"

Patriarch Qingxuan's words were extremely surging, and even Qin Bufan, who was standing in the crowd, felt a youthful blood surging upwards in his heart, and he wanted to lift his sword at this moment and kill the Ten Thousand Evil Sect without leaving a single piece of armor.

But this emotion only lasted in Qin Bufan's mind for a few breaths, and suddenly Qin Bufan felt a cool air surging into his head.

As soon as this cool air turned in Qin Bufan's mind, Qin Bufan felt that his brain was cold for a moment, and the emotion of desperately trying to find someone just now disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Qin Bufan suddenly came back to his senses and said secretly: Why did he have that kind of thought just now? How did he feel as if he was bewitched by something?

But although Qin Bufan was puzzled for a while, he didn't think much about it, thinking that he was still young and his mind was still immature, and it was normal for his brain to be hot when Patriarch Qingxuan said that for a while.

As soon as Patriarch Qingxuan finished speaking, all the disciples either pulled out the sword in their hands, or lifted the big sword in their hands, looking like they were fighting to the death with the Ten Thousand Evil Sect.

Although Qin Bufan had gone through the baptism of the cool breath in his mind just now, he didn't have this feeling of blood surging. But at this time, seeing that everyone had already drawn their swords and was preparing to defend against the enemy, it was not good to look too calm, so they also made a look of hatred for the enemy, staring at the stone road that was the only one that could climb to the top of Xinglai Mountain.

The time was not long, but after half a pillar of incense, Qin Bufan heard the sound of weapons unsheathed, as well as some dull footsteps, and the sound of some people talking.

As the voice got louder and louder, more and more people heard it, and those disciples who were standing beside Qin Bufan also seemed to hear something, and they all rubbed their shoulders and palms, looking like they were facing a great enemy.

A moment later, Qin Bufan finally met the disciples of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect who he had never seen before. As soon as he saw the person taking the lead, Qin Bufan's two pupils shrank, and his eyes widened, as if he had seen someone who shocked him extremely much.

The person who entered Qin Bufan's field of vision first was wearing a black robe and a black hood, and his entire head was covered by a hood, looking mysterious. Although he couldn't see this person's appearance clearly, Qin Bufan looked at this person's figure, but he seemed to feel extremely familiar, as if this person was extremely familiar with him.

As the man in the black robe entered Qin Bufan's sight, more and more people gradually appeared. In just a moment, the huge space in front of the Ziwei Hall was full of people, which was extremely spectacular.

Seeing that the other party was finally here, Elder Qian couldn't hold back his impatience, and hurriedly asked the other side: "Is the person in charge of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect here? Why did you suddenly break into the mountain that I sent to the star today?

As soon as Elder Qian finished speaking, a sturdy man with a scarred face walked out of the crowd opposite. The man stood up and came out, but he didn't speak, just glanced at Elder Qian lightly.

The man was not very old, at most forty years old. He was wearing a black trench coat, and his whole body was so muscular that he held up the small trench coat as if it was about to break at any moment.

What makes people feel very strange is that although this person is dressed like a cow, this person is pale and weak, as if he is about to die at any time. His face was pale, as if he had lost too much blood.

After this person stood up and revealed his figure, before he could speak, Elder Qian's whole body was stunned, and he pointed at this person with one hand tremblingly, and said word by word: "You, you, you are the Founding Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect, Chu Xiong!"

Seeing Elder Qian's frightened appearance, Qin Bufan was puzzled in his heart, and he couldn't figure out who the person in front of him was, which made him so shocked. But later, when he heard Elder Qian say that the person in front of him who didn't look amazing turned out to be Chu Xiong, the founding sect leader of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect, he couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at this person carefully.

After only a few glances, Qin Bufan found that this person must be a master of the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm! But for some reason, this person always looked lazy, like a wounded man with little strength, but Qin Bufan couldn't see what this person was capable of for a while.

When this person heard Elder Qian tell his name, he stared at Elder Qian, showed a few snow-white teeth, and said calmly: "That's right! I am the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect, and Chu Xiong is also! Old thing, I didn't expect you to know my name! It seems that you are very familiar with me!"

Elder Qian heard that Chu Xiong actually called him an old thing, his heart was ruthless, and when he was about to get angry, Patriarch Qingxuan, who didn't want to be on the side, grabbed Elder Qian's body, shook the dust with his right hand, and said to Chu Xiong lightly:

"Sect Master Chu is here today, it's really brilliant, but I don't know what Sect Master Chu is about? He actually brought so many disciples from the sect to my righteous qi gate? And he still looks like he is shouting and shouting and killing? Sect Master Chu, do you really think that my righteous qi is easy to bully?"

"Hahaha! You are the head of the righteous sect, Qing Xuanzi! As for why Chu took people up the mountain today, hmph! Presumably, the Taoist chief should be very clear in his heart! Or do you say that you have a poor memory, and you forgot that you sent someone to my sect to poison me before?"

As soon as Chu Xiong's words came out, except for the elders who knew about it, the other disciples all had their faces changed, and their hearts were turbulent!

Chu Xiong actually said that the real person in charge of the sect sent people to the Ten Thousand Evil Sect to poison him!

Suddenly, all the disciples who had been quietly listening to the conversation between Chu Xiong and Patriarch Qingxuan all turned their heads and ears:

"It's ridiculous!

"Poisoning?

"I see, but why did all the seven elders die inexplicably?"

"It's shameless to do this!

......

For a moment, all the disciples were surprised, as if Chu Xiong's words had given them a great sense of shock.