Qiongyu Territory.

Xuantian Cave Heaven.

Xuantian Sect.

Excalibur Peak......

Ling Qianjian, Ling Baijian, Ling Shijian, and Ling Yijian, the four senior brothers and sisters, led many monks from the Xuantian Sect to gather at the Divine Sword Peak.

In the hall, there are the four great sword immortals, as well as the other two immortal realm sword cultivators, these two are Cheng Yifeng under Liu Yimen, and Ling Wanjian Sect's disciple Zhuyue Zhenren.

Outside the hall, there are thousands of sword cultivators of the Xuantian Sect.

The majestic sword qi filled the heavens and the earth, and the sword qi on the tens of thousands of sword cultivators was like a note, converging into a vast white pillar of light in the air.

The disciples of the Six Peaks are all outside the main hall.

Bandao Peak is also one of the six peaks. The disciples of Bandao Peak are also all outside the Divine Sword Peak.

Hou Duanyang was originally the head of the Yuxi faction, but when the Yuxi faction left the wild land and went to the Qiongyu realm, returned to the ancestors and settled in Bandao Peak, Hou Duanyang couldn't go out of retreat and handed over the position of the head of Bandao Peak to Tang Jiawen. But Tang Jiawen fought vigorously, leaving only a glimmer of life, frozen in an ice coffin.

Half of the peak was unmanned, and Hou Duanyang broke through.

The sword box that Tang Jiawen carried on his back was the magic weapon used by Ling Qiujian before he became a god, but now he was carrying it behind Yi Changfeng's back.

Next to Yi Changfeng, stood Liu Yi's senior sister Zheng Fenglian, senior brothers Dan Dengzi and Dan Fengzi, and junior sister Mo Anning.

Among the inner disciples of Xuantian Sect, only Hu Tutu was the only one, and no sword qi was released.

Hu Fatzi's cultivation is the White Tiger Earthquake Desolation Technique, not the inheritance of the Xuantian Sect, so naturally he can't release the sword qi, and he can't pour the sword qi into the sword plate.

"Brother Yi'er! Really Brother Yi'er, he is really with the master!

Hututu cheered and let go of his voice.

The sword plate was selected at the entrance of the main hall of the Divine Sword Peak, and an influence appeared in it. In the video, Liu Yi and Ling Wanjian fought side by side, and the greedy wolf followed the two.

As for Wen Yingkong and Meng Chengshen, they were directly ignored by Hu Tutu.

In the Divine Sword Peak, in addition to the disciples of the Xuantian Sect, there were several other monks who were also standing outside the main hall, but these people did not stand with the disciples of the Xuantian Sect, but were located a few meters behind Hu Tutu.

The emperor has no hatred, and he is among these people.

She has six palms on her body, a beautiful face, long golden hair, deep eyes, and a unique exotic style. The other monks wore large robes, their arms hidden in their robes, and they guarded the emperor's side.

A green dragon broadsword, several meters long, was carried behind him by Emperor Wuxian with two palms.

The Qinglong Broadsword originally had two handles, one was in Emperor Wuxian's hand, and the other was naturally in Hututu's storage ring.

"Young master, that white wolf is a fairy beast!"

The person who spoke was a tall and thin monk, standing to the left of Emperor Wuxi. He nodded at Emperor Wuxi, but his eyes kept on Hu Tutu.

"I know the way!"

Emperor Wuxian frowned slightly, and replied coldly: "Liu Yi is my husband's eldest brother, and he is my eldest brother! ”

The man who spoke sighed slightly, nodded and said, "Obey!"

"Humph!"

The monk standing on the right side of Emperor Wuxian was very disdainful of the monk on the left. After he snorted coldly, he swept his eyes away from the person on his left with great contempt.

The man on the left looked angry and immediately asked, "Gongsun Wuxian, are you despising me?"

The famous man on the right side of Emperor Wuxian replied coldly: "My Dashun Holy Ape Clan, and Xuantian Sect are already close relatives, why are you so cunning and thinking about such a thing?"

"I didn't tell you, how do you know what I'm thinking?"

The man on the left said again: "I'm just passing on the message to the young master, saying that Liu Yi is handsome and good-looking, what does it matter to you? You are not me, and you can't hear what I said, how do you know what I am thinking? If you can't get used to me, you kill me with a sword, why be so tactful?"

"Get out!"

A sword aura rushed up from Gongsun Wuxian's body.

As soon as this sword aura appeared, it frightened the person on the left side of Emperor Wuxian into retreating more than ten meters backwards, and hid in the Xuantian Sect's sword cultivator crowd.

Gongsun Wuxian is also a sword cultivator!

Sword cultivation among the Great Shun Holy Ape Clan!

"Uncle Wuwu, why bother with him?"

Emperor Wuxian shook his head and said awe-inspiringly: "This Sun Snake is just a dog sent by my stepmother, and Uncle Wuxian is really not worth it to be angry with him." If he really dies under the sword of Uncle Wuwu, it will only defile the uncle's flying sword, and it will not benefit you and me at all. ”

"Without a trace, your mother is too kind after all. ”

Gongsun Wuxian shook his head, and let the sword qi above his head rise higher and higher, and the sword intent on his body became more and more intense, which actually attracted the sword cultivators of the Xuantian Sect around him, and they all turned around and looked at him in unison.

Gongsun Wuxian's body was filled with sword qi and rose to the sky.

The sword blade carried a bright golden light, almost covering up the brilliance of the sword qi of the ten thousand sword cultivators of the Xuantian Sect.

Gongsun Wuxian stood proudly under the gaze of tens of thousands of sword cultivators, stared at Hu Tutu coldly, and said in a deep voice: "If this kid fails you, the uncle will definitely kill him with a sword! This person has a very pure ancient white tiger bloodline, and if I kill him with one sword, it will not be regarded as defiling the sword blade in my hand!"

"Uncle!"

Emperor Wuxian called out, then shook his head and stopped talking.

"Alas......"

Gongsun Wuxian gathered the sword qi on his body and sighed: "I know that if I had killed that negative person, your mother would definitely blame me." If I kill Hututu in the future, you will blame me too. ”

"Gongsun is innocent!"

Sun Da Snake saw Gongsun Wuxian retract his sword, he rushed to the left side of Emperor Wuxian again, and said in a strange manner: "There is no evidence, if you have the ability, you will chop this thief with a sword, what's the use of saying these empty words?"

Hearing this, Gongsun Wuxian frowned and waved his sleeves suddenly.

A beam of brilliant sword light slammed away.

Sun Da Snake's body trembled, and a huge ape appeared above his head, full of immortal energy, exerting all kinds of magical powers, while escaping to the side, while resisting the blade of Gongsun Wuxian's sword.

Hiss!

The sword qi tore apart Sun Da Snake's law phase, broke through Sun Da Snake's magical power, and cut off Sun Da Snake's left shoulder, slashing his left three arms to the ground.

"If you talk nonsense again, I will cut off your hands and feet, cut off your ears, gouge out your eyes, and break your tongue!

Gongsun Wuxian said coldly: "Although my Dashun Holy Ape Clan has ancient precepts, I can't kill the monks of the same clan, but I can inflict all kinds of punishments on you!"

When these words came out, Sun Snake immediately closed his mouth.

Gongsun Wuxian is tall and thin, but he is dressed very strangely.

The other monks of the Great Shun Holy Ape Clan all had six arms, but he only had two arms like the Xuantian Sect Sword Cultivator. The other monks of the Great Shun Holy Ape clan all wore their hair in a bun, but only this Gongsun Wuxian wore a turban, wrapping his hair and ears, and only revealing his face.

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Hu Tutu stood a few meters in front of Emperor Wuxian, heard Gongsun Wuxian's words clearly, and also saw the strength and means of Gongsun Wuxian's sword to hurt people clearly. Hu Fatzi suddenly felt a chill in his back, and he was afraid that Gongsun Wuxian would suddenly kill him with a sword.

Wan Ruirui, on the other hand, stood in the crowd, silent, just paying attention to Hu Tutu from afar.

Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang were like the two most delicate flowers, standing slimly in the crowd of half-Dao Peak monks, looking extremely anxious.

In terms of cultivation, the two of them are not below the other monks of the Half Dao Peak.

But the two of them had already injured the spiritual root in their bodies, but they couldn't help the four great sword immortals today. And the exercises that Wan'er practiced were the magic tricks of the Demon Dao, and she didn't even have the pure sword intent. Wan'er had already said that only her brother Yi could be the first person in swordsmanship, and she didn't want to win the first place in swordsmanship, but she didn't want to be worthy of Liu Yi, so she gave up swordsmanship and didn't practice the exercises of Xuantian Sect.

The witch's mind will always be different from others.

Buzz!

The sound of sword qi roaring became more and more intense.

Pillars of sword qi light rushed into the air, forming a galaxy of sword qi, surrounding the sword plate that Ling Qiu's sword had left in the Xuantian Sect.

"Everyone!"

Ling Qianjian stood under the sword plate, pointed to the picture of the Netherworld Demon Prison that appeared in the sword plate, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Liu Yi has already found the senior brother in charge, and now the senior brother in charge has given an order, let me and others help him, so that he can get out of the predicament of the Netherworld Demon Prison!

Although Ling Qianjian's tone was flat, the beard on his face was shaking, which meant that the bearded Ling Qianjian was very excited at the moment.

Among the tens of thousands of cultivators of the Xuantian Sect, no one expected that Liu Yi would actually enter the Netherworld Demon Prison and rescue Ling Wanjian from the trapped formation of the Hengshan Demon Emperor!

You must know that Lu Dao was a trapped array built by the Demon Emperor himself, and even Ling Wanjian, the number one master in the Hengshan Realm, was trapped in the array, and he was helpless against this array for several years. However, today, Ling Wanjian suddenly used the sword blade to transmit a voice in the air, saying that Liu Yi had helped him get out of trouble, which made others dare to believe it?

But the facts are right in front of you.

Inside the sword plate, Liu Yi and Ling Wanjian were standing side by side.

Ling Wanjian had no relatives in the Hengshan Realm, and now he was in the Netherworld Hell, who would sacrifice his life to save him? Who else would there be besides Liu Yi?

"Obey!"

Cheng Yifeng clenched his fists and agreed with a bang, but his eyes didn't blink, staring directly at Liu Yi in the sword plate picture.

As Liu Yi's disciple, Cheng Yifeng is obviously more concerned about Liu Yi's safety. Although Ling Wanjian is the leader, his importance in Cheng Yifeng's heart is worse after all.

In the Nether Hell, the flames beep as if they would never be extinguished.

Ling Wanjian was in the middle of the sea of fire, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Little junior brother, look at my sword!"

The sharp edge of the sword qi rose from the Baihui acupoint above Ling Wanjian's head, turning into a beam of extremely pure sword qi brilliance, roaring towards the Netherworld Demon Hell.

Ling Wanjian stared at the sword blade in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "This sword is a sword trick that I realized after you enlightened me and became my one-word teacher. Now my junior brother happens to be here, and let me use this sword blade to try the depth of the Netherworld......"

[Author's digression]: The update will be resumed today