The sun on Liubo Mountain at noon was scorching, but when it shone on Qin Fan's body, the shadows connected to the side were a little lonely. Everyone was rushing to hunt down those evil sects, and he was also advancing, but as he walked, he unconsciously stopped.

Thinking of Dugumu's words, the calm look of the smile, but the mood was inexplicably complicated. He knew that there was a person in Xitong's heart, that person was cold and arrogant but had always been very gentle to her, that person was his good brother, his own little Dugumu.

But for now, Dugu Mu's heart is not here, Qin Fan understands him, maybe he only has a sword in his heart, a cold iron sword.

Thinking of Dugu Mu's words again, he couldn't help laughing at himself, the peerless genius of Bashu Sword Mountain will like himself, this kind of thing is afraid that even in the drama it will be difficult to make up, this is more than the princess falling in love with a man named Huazi, so Qin Fan will not think about this aspect, but he feels pity for Dugu Mu and Xitong, this woman is really sad that she fell in love with a man who loves swords and is obsessed.

Immediately thought of something, and there was a tearing pain in his heart, he knew that a man's heart was actually very small, and the small one could only hold the initial love.

He thought wildly, as if only then did he realize that he was no longer a teenager, but a young man, a lonely young man.

Perhaps, the right family, talented women and the like will be the mainstream in any world, and the two of them may be very happy at this time.

There was silence for a while, but there was a sudden burst of dense screams from the front, it sounded like there were quite a lot of righteous path disciples, Qin Fan faintly felt a sense of unease, but he couldn't hear what was being shouted in front of him, but the uneasiness became more and more intense, and after a while, the brilliance of the magic weapon flickered in the sky.

Qin Fan was still in a daze, at this time, the crowd in front of him had retreated towards him like a tide, but it was different from the previous high spirits, many righteous path disciples had shocked faces on their faces, and formed a circle tightly under the protection of Jin Tianshi and Guangling Zhenren, and then stared at the front tightly.

Soon, the evil sect, which had just been embarrassed by the tide, surrounded it again, staring at it with disdain in its eyes.

Qin Fan saw that few of these evil sects were familiar to everyone, and most of them were newly born evil sect disciples, and some old evil sect demons who were not born.

Their eyes were cold and full of mockery, and several young evil people took the lead, and gradually surrounded the decent people present.

"Oh no, there are more evil demons rushing up from the east!"

"From the west, to the south, to the north, there are also several groups of evil people rushing up!"

"We are surrounded!"

Several righteous path disciples rushed from all directions one after another, and said in surprise with their own leader, Guangling Zhenren and Jin Tianshi glanced at each other, and saw that the mockery in the eyes of the cult sect in front of them seemed to be a little stronger, and at this time, how could they not understand the truth of the matter.

Jin Tianshi recited the Buddha's name and said, "Amitabha, it turns out that the benefactors of the evil sect have already had a plan in their hearts, and they must have just deliberately shown weakness in the battle just now!"

Speaking of this, a group of decent disciples shouted and cursed one after another, but the leader of the evil sect just sneered and did not speak.

Jin Tianshi said: "However, the poor monk is still puzzled, even if the evil sect of Er and other sects surrounds us, don't we know that the gap in the realm is not something that can be made up by the number of people." Even if there are a few powerful people in your benefactors, but there are poor monks and Guangling real people here, not to mention a group of elite disciples, I am afraid that even the two small benefactors of the Bashu Sword Mountain, Xitong and Dugu donors, can defeat you. ”

As he spoke, the golden light on his body gradually brightened, and he was about to do it.

Originally, those elite disciples who were uneasy were also panicked, but now they suddenly woke up when they heard Jin Tianshi's words, but if they think about it carefully, it is not bad, there are already legends in the cultivation realm that the senior brothers of the Bashu Sword Mountain lineage, Dugu Mu and Xi Tong, said that the realm is chasing the older generation, and the harm is very great. At this moment, there are two major sect leaders to help, no matter how you look at this battle, your own side has a better chance of winning, and immediately relaxed, their respective magic weapons were clenched, and the momentum rose for a while.

It's just that Qin Fan looked at the scene in front of him and there was something wrong, and the feeling of uneasiness became more and more intense, and Dugumu quietly blocked Qin Fan behind him, which couldn't help but move Qin Fan's heart.

It's just that a white figure on the side gradually leaned over, but he didn't realize it.

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly depressing, but he suddenly heard a loud "sonorous" sound, but seeing that Guangling Zhenren was really angry, the long sword in his hand was already out of the sheath, and his body was full of cyan light, he said hatefully: "What an arrogant and arrogant evil demon, see that my Guangling Zhenren is coming to meet you." ”

After that, the originally clear and windless sky suddenly became gloomy, the wind was fierce, the clouds were thick, and a dragon and a tiger suddenly appeared behind him, and the long sword was bright.

It was the first time for all the elite disciples to see a person at the level of the head of the sect make a move, and they only felt that the wind was whistling, and there was a faint roar of a dragon and a tiger, and the power was terrifying, and they couldn't help but feel excited in their hearts and exclaimed.

Jin Tianshi, the head of Tianlong Zen Temple, saw at a glance that his old friend was doing his best to make this move, although he had some doubts in his heart, the leader of the evil sect was just a realm of clear direction, where could he use it like this, but he still said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Guangling, be careful......

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Guangling Zhenren was about to strike with all his might. At this time, he had not yet left a word "up".

"Yikes!"

Suddenly, there was a cry of pain, shocking the audience, everyone was shocked, but in shock, they saw Jin Tianshi's body trembling violently, and roared angrily, and the golden light on his body shattered at the same time, and blood splattered five steps.

It was at this time that everyone saw that the dragon and tiger visions had all condensed on the dragon and tiger sword of Guangling Zhenren, and the cyan long sword was not piercing in the direction of the evil sect, but penetrated through the abdomen of the Golden Heavenly Master. Jin Tianshi roared in pain, the whole person was like an angry King Kong, regardless of the abdominal injury, the whole person crashed into Guangling Zhenren, Guangling Zhenren's body was shocked, and the whole person flew out, the dragon and tiger sword in his hand was three-foot sword blade, sharp as water, and he knew that it was extraordinary at a glance. This is the token of the head of the righteous path Longhu Mountain that has been passed down for thousands of years.

It's just that at this moment, there is still blood dripping from the sword body, slowly dripping down from the sword body, and in a short time the ground is already full of blood. Guangling Zhenren's face was calm, he slowly got up from the ground, glanced at the surrounding righteous sects, and then slowly stood at the forefront of these evil sects in front of him.

It was noon, and the sun was scorching, but everyone felt a heartfelt chill, cold from head to toe. There was a deathly silence on the mountain