"Fei'er!"

After a long silence, the wind forest of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect finally erupted into a roar of extreme grief.

He suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes burst with hatred, and he shouted: "Yang Que! You are so daring, you dare to kill the old man's beloved disciple, and now the old man will break your demon into pieces!"

With that, the sword in his hand flashed, and a green light spirit sword suddenly condensed, and at the same time, a fierce and incomparable killing intent quickly spread out, filling the entire hall.

"Adversary, take your life!"

Feng Lin shouted angrily, and the spirit sword in his hand was gently pulled, and several sharp sword flowers, with green sword rays, were like rainstorm pear blossoms, heading towards Yang Que!

"Wind Path Friends can't!"

Seeing that Feng Lin moved with killing intent, a sword was struck, and Xu Zhong and Bai Ting of the Heavenly Demon Sect suddenly changed slightly, and exclaimed in unison.

However, those few sword rays could not be stopped, and with the sound of breaking wind and whistling, they directly blocked Yang Que's retreat.

The corners of Feng Lin's mouth showed a touch of ruthlessness, he waved his sword, jumped up, and slashed head-on towards Yang Que, who had no way out!

Yang Que's pupils shrank, the fierce golden light in his hand trembled, and a round of the sun rose instantly, shining brightly, directly dissolving the roaring sword light.

Then a silk thread suddenly came out, and it was about to be imprinted on the forehead of the wind forest.

"Wind Fellow Beware!"

Bai Ting seemed to be gentle and elegant, not in a hurry, at this time, when he saw the golden silk thread, his face suddenly changed greatly, he shouted, his figure flashed, and he performed a strange footwork, and he threw the wind forest to the ground like lightning and rolled a few times.

"Whew!"

The golden silk thread swept through the neck of the wind forest and was imprinted on a stone pillar in the main hall.

"Bang!"

The thick stone pillar that the two people were hugging broke directly from the middle and fell to the ground with a bang!

Yang Que stepped out in a few steps, the cold light in his hand flashed, and he skyrocketed, directly against the top of the wind forest's head, and his tone was cold and piercing: "For the sake of the sect master's face, I can give you a chance, get out now, or die!"

If Song Fei dares to insult Wan Yao, he must die, and he dares to take revenge, and Yang Que doesn't mind cutting the grass and eradicating the roots!

"Elder Yang......"

Xu Zhong saw that he had put the knife directly on the head of the wind forest, and suddenly his heart sank, and he was startled, and hurriedly came down to persuade: "Elder Yang must not, let go of Feng Daoyou first, let's talk well." ”

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect, as a sect with the same name as the Imperial Ghost Sect, personally came to intercede for the Heavenly Demon Sect today, and it is reasonable to be reasonable, this matter should be settled.

However, Yang Que not only directly killed the genius of his sect that was rare in a hundred years, but now he also threatened the elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, how could this be done?

If his hand slips and kills him again, the Imperial Ghost Sect will really be angry this time, and when the other three major sects will directly unite and fight under the banner of destroying the Demon Sect, Xiangguo doesn't know how many sects follow.

At that time, the Imperial Ghost Sect was really finished.

No matter how powerful Yang Que is, can he withstand the encirclement and suppression of so many monks?

So seeing Yang Que put the knife on Feng Lin's head, without hiding his killing intent at all, Xu Chong's heart began to tense.

"Elder Yang, give me a face, put away the magic weapon first...... Lord Wanfeng, come and help persuade ......"

Yang Que's current strength is extremely terrifying, no one can really see through it, although Xu Chong is the master of a sect, he no longer dares to order and shout at will like at the beginning.

Since the last time he was asked by the Council of Elders to talk, he has completely lost his way to Yang Que, and when he talks to him, he is also polite and polite.

After all, it was not only the Elders' Council that really valued Yang Que, but also the one who was in retreat in the back mountain, the really terrifying big man of the Imperial Ghost Sect, how much courage did he have?

"Lacking a child, let him go first. ”

As the lord of a peak, Wan Fei Xun naturally does not just focus on personal enmity, he also bears heavy responsibility for the development of the entire Imperial Ghost Sect, and at this time, he also knows in his heart that he can't tear his face with the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for the time being.

When Yang Que saw his master speak, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the fierce rì in his hand disappeared, but his eyes looked at the white court of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Bai Ting could no longer maintain his previous calmness, he forced a smile, turned his head to the outside and said loudly: "Qin Hao, bring Lin Baiyun in and let Elder Yang fall." ”

Feng Lin's face was full of resentment, and he stood up from the ground, feeling extremely humiliated in his heart, but he didn't dare to say more.

Although he was full of hatred and anger for the death of his beloved disciple, he hated to break Yang Que's body into pieces.

But judging from the short battle just now, this devil's strength is not weaker than the legend, or even stronger, and he has no certainty of winning.

Thinking of Yang Que's ruthlessness and decisiveness, as well as the unscrupulous xìngzi, he also began to feel palpitations, if this demon is crazy, and now Rì wants to kill them all at all costs, then they are really dead.

Ruthlessly afraid of dying, this demon doesn't do things according to the rules at all, and if he doesn't agree with his words, he will directly kill his disciple, I'm afraid that even if the elders of the Imperial Ghost Sect come to dissuade him, he won't put it in his eyes.

Such a person is not afraid of death at all, he is not afraid of offending anyone, but he is scary with high strength, who dares to provoke him?

What's more, now that he is weak, in other people's sects, no matter how much he hates, he can only swallow this breath first, and then make plans after returning to the meeting.

"Humph!"

Thinking of this, Feng Lin suddenly snorted coldly, waved his robe, and said: "Daoist friend Baiting, this time the old man can't do anything, he won't give me the face of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect at all, and it's a shame for the old man to stay here!"

After that, he didn't say hello to anyone, not even Seinfeld's corpse, and turned around and left.

"Wind Tunnel Friendly ......"

Bai Ting saw him leave in a huff, his face changed slightly, and he was now afraid of Yang Que.

Just now, there were people from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he dared to make a move, and now he was the only one left, if Yang Que had to kill them all, wouldn't he become a turtle in the urn?

"This ...... How's that good?"

Watching Feng Lin head leave without looking back, he wanted to go, but he couldn't go, and he didn't dare to go at will, now rì is here to make amends, if Yang Que doesn't let him go, how can he go back to restore his life.

This matter is not only told by the sect master, but also by the ancestors, if he can't complete it, the consequences will be worrying.

"Master, Lin Baiyun has been brought. ”

At this moment, a young man suddenly walked in at the entrance of the hall, carrying an iron cage in his hand.

That Lin Baiyun was disheveled, his appearance was extremely miserable, he was imprisoned in an iron cage, his whole body trembled, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

"Bang-"

The iron cage was put down, and Lin Baiyun inside trembled, his eyes suddenly widened, and he screamed in horror at everyone: "Run! Run! The big devil is coming! Run-"

The voice was terrible and terrifying, rippling around the beams, echoing endlessly, and the hearts of the guards outside the door jumped and they were terrified.

Everyone in the hall frowned slightly, and their expressions were different.

Yang Que's eyes were cold, and he stared at him deadly.

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