Yuxiang

The alarm bells are ringing... Now those Songshan sect disciples can only do this.Even the pure Yang monks who were regarded as immortals were killed by a sword qi. These disciples have completely lost their shares, and now it is no longer a matter of loyalty and courage.

Finding death or surviving is a serious issue. These disciples look at Murong Xianxian now, as if the Rakshasa was reincarnated. The arrogance of not being angry and majestic completely disintegrated their poor fighting spirit, and they did not flee. , is enough to prove the cohesion of this sect.

There was a long sound one after another, and the light flashed in the distance, the elders, elders and suzerain of the Songshan sect were all alarmed and flew towards here.

The ten escaping lights arrived first, and the figures flickered, surrounding Murong Xianxian in the middle.

"Ten great cultivators of the pure yang realm, it seems that you have tried your best to keep me here, and today I will risk my life to accompany you." Murong Xianxian looked calm, with a calm and calm look.

The peaks near and far are verdant, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland, but the cranes and spirit birds that were flying freely just now have already sneaked into the forest, or flew out of the sky, far away from the place that will soon become a killing battlefield... Instincts are stronger than humans.

"You are Murong Xianxian? What is the enmity between my Songshan sect and you? Why did you break into my mountain gate and kill the disciples of our sect?" The suzerain of the Songshan sect looked very young, with black hair, glossy, and a long jaw. The beard flutters slightly with the wind, like a fairy among gods.

This is a pure yang Dzogchen monk, and behind him, there are two Mahayana monks, each with naked eyes, full of energy and blood... Ten powerful high-level monks form an extremely terrifying aura.

If it was someone else, I'm afraid he would have collapsed in this aura long ago, but Murong Xianxian stood there, almost blending into this nature, without being affected in the slightest.

"Are you the suzerain of the Songshan sect?"

Murong slenderly looked at the suzerain's face.With a mocking look: "You want to know why? It's very simple, find someone who can tell you the truth, and report to you loudly here."

"Bold! This is the Songshan School, not your back garden. When is it your turn to tell me what to do? Didn't your teacher teach you the principles of superiority and inferiority?" an elder standing beside him said. shouted angrily.

Murong Xianxian looked at him with strange eyes: "Are you trying to reason with me? Did I be captured honestly according to your request, then accept your soul search, and finally execute...or become an idiot, Is it reasonable? Hmph! The Songshan Sect is considered a first-class sect in the Tiancang Sea Region, could it be that they obtained their status by reversing black and white?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Another Supreme Elder scolded.

The suzerain of the Songshan sect flashed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Gao, during the period of retreat, you and fellow seniors will take care of the affairs of the sect. Do you have anything to say?"

Junior brother Gao was one of the elders who clamored with Elder Geng to take tough action against Murong Xianxian.When the suzerain is in retreat, he and a group of elders are responsible for handling the affairs of the sect. There are no special matters, and they will not disturb the sect master and the elders.

Hearing the suzerain's question, the elder Gao did not dare to neglect.Flying from a distance to the front, he talked about the relationship between Murong Xianxian and the Songshan School, and then said: "...Sovereign Master, this person is proficient in wood-type supernatural powers, and he is deliberately planning to be a disciple of the sect. He clearly has bad intentions. We Decided to detain her temporarily. And to inquire about her mentorship, also to avoid accidentally hurting good people."

"Hehehehe, what a mistake to injure a good person!"

Murong Xianxian sneered: "In Nuo Da's practice world, everyone who practices wood attribute kung fu is the enemy of your Songshan faction? Stupid! If you spread this word, how many enemies will the Songshan faction attract?

Inquire about my legacy?Let me explain to you one by one the exercises I have practiced...God!Why don't you rain down a bunch of lightning and kill you, a bearded old man? !Do you know what shame is? "

"Shut up! The development of a sect always requires some tough measures. Otherwise, it will be difficult to grow stronger." Elder Gao became a little annoyed.

"Hehe... What a grand-sounding reason, but no matter how loud your voice is, you can't whitewash your shamelessness!"

Murong Xian looked at the suzerain: "At least he said something true and reasonable. In order to achieve certain goals, it is still necessary to adopt certain tough measures. I will call at the door today. Should it be strong enough? If not Give me an explanation and I won't stop there."

"Their methods may be a bit extreme, but they are for the sake of the sect." The suzerain of the Songshan sect said in a very calm tone, but his mind was active quickly, guessing whether Murong Xianxian came from a certain powerful force, otherwise how could there be someone who broke into the sect? spirit.

"Is it just maybe too radical?"

Murong Xian raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "You mean to indulge your subordinates to covet my inheritance, not to hesitate to turn black and white, but also to put me to death, don't you?"

"Green lotus root and white lotus root come from the same vein! Maybe there is some connection between us. Didn't you also get the Tingtao Sword Intent left by our ancestor?" A very old elder of the Songshan School spoke plausibly. .

"You have also practiced for many years. Don't you feel that your conscience is disturbed when you say such things?"

Murong Xianxian glanced at them disdainfully, and said: "I think, if you people disappear, at least the world of practice will not be more chaotic than it is now."

"What an arrogant tone, even a Mahayana monk can't do this, do you think you are a fairy descended into the world?" a grumpy elder yelled.

"Young fellow daoist, don't mistake yourself. Which sect are you a disciple of? Maybe we really have some relationship." Someone asked politely. This is their biggest scruple. Now things are too big. The other party is really a child of a certain powerful force, and if they kill them here, they will be in great trouble.

"I'm a casual cultivator, you don't need to be afraid." Murong Xianxian smiled slightly, and walked towards the suzerain of the Songshan School.

Hearing what she said, some concerned elders of the Songshan School immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They glanced at each other with murderous intent on their faces, and one of them said, "Catch her, the matter has come to an end, and it is impossible to let it go."

The suzerain of the Songshan faction even lowered his face, and shouted at the elders in the distance: "Open the mountain protection formation, and she must not be allowed to escape."

No matter what kind of sect or family, the safety of the foundation is the first priority. No matter how strong or weak, there is always a large formation to protect the mountain. In addition, and her speed was too fast, before those high-ranking monks confronted her, they had already entered the mountain gate. It was not until this time that the suzerain of the Songshan faction ordered to open the mountain protection formation.

They have already seen that Murong Xianxian's realm is at least not lower than the pure Yang realm. Although she is already an amazing talent at this age, it is impossible to resist the siege of ten of them at the same time, unless she is really a reincarnated immortal, otherwise Even a Mahayana monk cannot do this.

"I wanted to save your life, but if you don't give yourself a way out, then don't blame us for being cruel."

"No matter what your background is, you can only be regarded as a casual cultivator right now. If you cooperate honestly, after searching your soul, you can live as an idiot... as long as you want."

These people sneered again and again, making it clear that they wanted to suppress Murong Xianxian and not give her a chance to survive.

"After listening to your words, I have no regrets. The Songshan School has become history from now on and will never exist again!" Murong's slender skirt fluttered and she stood by the pool. , but it makes people palpitate.

In the distance, some disciples of the Songshan School were subconsciously terrified and backed away quickly... just now Murong Xianxian fought with a group of elders at the refining stage and a supreme elder at the pure yang stage. When the elders fight each other, they may be even more powerful.

"Suppress her by hand, and never let her go!" shouted the suzerain of the Songshan faction, and now he has no choice.Not to mention Murong Xianxian's own inheritance, even if she 'stolen' the sword intent left by the patriarch, she cannot be allowed to leave.

Eight Chunyangs and two Mahayanas attack at the same time, the power of which cannot be described in terms of horror.Especially since they came from the same sect, their cooperation is more tacit than other monks, and their attack power is many times greater.

Shuangru, the suzerain of the Songshan School, the jadeite wishful pagoda he sacrificed was a tool spirit forged from the spirit of the ten thousand-year-old sacred tree. After the sacrifice, the green rosy clouds swept down from the sky without revealing any gaps.It was like giant trees flying from the sky, one by one blasting towards Murong Xianxian, the fierce force shook the ground until it cracked one after another.

boom!

Murong Xianxian pointed at the pagoda with one finger, the sword aura was like a dragon, crushing all the giant trees, revealing the heaven and earth.

The cyan sword energy flew across the air, like a giant dragon stretching its body, shaking the entire sky continuously.

A vast sword intent surged like a wave, which surprised and envied the suzerain and the elders of the Songshan School. The surprise was that this sword intent was too terrifying; It fell into the hands of an outsider.

Having practiced for less than a hundred years, to have such comprehension and fighting power, is not only a genius, but also an elite disciple fully cultivated by a certain big force.

"It has come to this point, there is no room for redemption, we can only capture her, search for her soul, find out her origin, especially to strip this sword intent!" Everyone was afraid in their hearts.

The magic weapon flying swords of ten high-ranking monks joined together, blocking Murong Xianxian's Tingtao Sword Intent... The ice and fire hit the sky, the radiance cracked the sky, and the sound of thunder rumbled through the sky.

"This person's strength is too tyrannical. Since he has offended him, he must get rid of him!" The head of the Songshan faction was horrified... If Murong Xianxian escaped from this battle, in a few decades, the Songshan faction would have no chance. The sect will be annihilated by this person.