Qingyuan Immortal Palace

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Zhao Su was shocked when he saw his beloved family member being killed instantly.

At this time, Jian Xuankong and Sha Jue were still calm and relaxed.

It even radiated spiritual pressure that made him afraid to rescue him.

This shocked him greatly.

Zhao Su is also a smart person, and he immediately understood that the other party might have set up a trap today.

"Fellow Taoist Wan Su, there will inevitably be casualties in the fighting among juniors!"

"That Zhao Li of yours is not as good as a kid, so this is inevitable!"

Ancestor Shajue said arrogantly.

Zhao Su's face was livid at this time, but he was speechless and bored.

When many disciples of the Wanxiang Sect saw that Zhao Li, who was usually domineering and domineering in the sect, was instantly killed.

Moreover, Zhao Su didn't dare to let go of anything, so he was very shocked.

At the same time, they are more afraid.

It can be said that Li Tingyu's ferocious behavior just now served as a warning to the monkeys.

Seeing many monks from the Wanxiang Sect, they had submissive expressions on their faces.

Jian Xuankong and Sha Jue had proud looks on their faces.

Jian Xuankong laughed loudly and said: "Why did this competition end so quickly? I still have more to say!"

"It's just that, just at the beginning, it was turned into scum. Is the Wanxiang Sect too weak?"

Sha Jue began to sing and harmonize with Jian Xuankong.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators said it in an understatement.

But when Zhao Su and the Wanxiang Sect disciples heard this, they felt indescribably uncomfortable.

"I wonder what fellow Taoist Xuankong has in mind?"

Zhao Su felt vaguely uneasy.

But he didn't dare to have an attack and asked with a livid face.

Zhao Su knew that the two of them might have come prepared this time, but he didn't know their purpose yet, so he wanted to test it out.

Zhao Su was actually puzzled at this time.

He and Jian Xuankong have always had a good relationship, and they have benefited a lot from each other's use.

But today, as soon as Jian Xuankong arrived, he asked Li Tingyu to kill his juniors.

This seems to indicate that the other party must have a bigger conspiracy today.

"How about this? Let's let Disciple Tingyu guard the arena and make the arena lively again!"

The old man said with a smile, "But since it is a competition in the ring, there needs to be some bets!"

"Huh?" Zhao Su had already heard the other party's clues.

Knowing that it would be difficult to be kind today, he was unwilling to ask immediately: "I don't know what you want to use as a bet for the competition?"

"How about this? It's rare to have such an exchange and competition. If disciple Ting Yu can hold the ring, our Proud Sword Immortal Sect will be dominated by the Wanxiang Sect in the future."

"If none of the descendants of the Wanxiang Sect can defeat my Proud Sword Immortal Sect, then it means that the Wanxiang Sect has no successor!"

"How about merging into our Proud Sword Immortal Sect."

"Now that our Proud Sword Immortal Sect has become the branch of the Splitting Sky Sect in Canglan Continent, the Wanxiang Sect will also receive the blessings of the Splitting Sky Sect. From now on, we will all be a family..."

Jian Xuankong said with enthusiasm.

After hearing this, Wanxiang Sect disciples and Zhao Su felt like a bolt from the blue almost at the same time.

If he agrees to this competition, I am afraid that almost no one will be able to deal with the fierce Li Tingyu.

And this also means that the fate of the entire Wanxiang Sect is handed over to the Proud Sword Immortal Sect and the Splitting Sky Sect.

Zhao Su's face turned pale at this time, and he finally understood.

This time he was completely betrayed.

Of course, the one who is most threatened is not himself, but the entire Wanxiang Sect.

"Two fellow Taoists, what do you mean?" Zhao Su asked uneasily.

Ancestor Shajue's expression changed and he said: "Although Wanxiang Sect is a great sect with ten thousand years of history, the disciples of the younger generation who have passed away the inheritance are all just drunkards!"

"It's better to join our Split Heaven Sect, where you can regain your inheritance and get protection at the same time!"

“Why not do something like this that has the best of both worlds!”

As soon as Patriarch Shajue said this, thousands of disciples of Wanxiang Sect heard it clearly, and there was a commotion immediately.

"You actually want to bring down the Wanxiang Sect!"

Fang Yang heard the words of Ancestor Shajue from afar and knew that the other party was determined to exterminate the inheritance of Wanxiang Sect today.

This may turn the Wanxiang Sect into a puppet of the Sky Splitting Sect.

In an instant, thousands of pairs of eyes were looking directly at Zhao Su, the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Wanxiang Sect.

Zhao Su looked embarrassed at this time.

He also did not expect that the Proud Sword Immortal Sect and the Splitting Heaven Sect would choose to launch an attack today without any hesitation.

"This matter is of great importance. Can I discuss it with my senior brother and many elders?"

Zhao Suqiang held back the anger in his heart and said slowly.

In fact, Zhao Su also meant that our Wanxiang Sect also has a senior brother who is in the Nascent Soul stage.

If you two try to be strong, you may not be able to get any benefits.

At the same time, there is no need for him to say anything to death, hoping that there is still some room for change.

"I don't need to look at it. Today, we have three junior disciples from the Nascent Soul sect who are in the early stages of the Nascent Soul waiting outside."

"If we keep them waiting for a long time, I'm afraid it will be bad for everyone!"

Ancestor Shajue said with a smile.

In fact, the implication is more of a threat.

In an instant, Zhao Su was in confusion.

"In that case...then just follow what Fellow Taoist Shajue said!" Zhao Su knew that the situation was over.

Although he is the Supreme Elder of the Nascent Soul of the Wanxiang Sect, when his own interests are involved, he will never put himself in danger.

However, on such an occasion, he clearly betrayed the Wanxiang Sect.

Such an action naturally caused dissatisfaction among many Wanxiang Sect disciples.

A monk in the middle stage of Jindan flew in the air angrily and shouted: "Uncle Wan Su, don't fall into their scheme!"

"There are two Nascent Soul monks, you and Uncle Wanxiang, in the door."

"Uncle Wanxiang Sect was promoted to a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk not long ago. Our Wanxiang Sect's mountain-protecting formation is extremely powerful!"

"Even if there are ten Nascent Soul cultivators outside, they still can't get in. Please, Uncle Wan Su, think twice!"

Fang Yang, a monk in the middle stage of Jindan, is still familiar with him. His name is Zhang Zicheng.

When Fang Yang was still a monk in the late stage of Qi training, Zhang Zicheng was already a monk in the Great Perfection of Qi training.

He is the eldest brother among his disciples.

When the sects competed, Fang Yang also defeated him before advancing to the finals to fight Xie Xueyi.

Back then, Zhang Zicheng had extraordinary strength and used the formations just right, which left a very deep impression on Fang Yang.

Fang Yang also did not expect that Zhang Zicheng would dare to stand up and directly face the threats of several Yuanying monks at this time.

Such actions made Fang Yang secretly admire this person.

You know, Zhang Zicheng is extremely talented and has strong leadership abilities.

Therefore, he is very prestigious among his disciples.

As soon as he came forward, several bloody Jindan monks came out one after another.

"Want to challenge me?" Li Tingyu, who had been prepared for a long time, flew into the air and suddenly displayed the Silver Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand.

"Sword dominates the world and the sky is crazy!" Li Tingyu shouted loudly, and used the same move that he used to kill Zhao Li instantly.

Suddenly dozens of white sword energy formed around him.

These sword shadows gradually turned into entities, blasting towards Zhang Zicheng and the others with violent aura.

Although Zhang Zicheng's cultivation level is not as good as that of Zhao Li, he is a hard-working monk. He is not a monk like Zhao Li who relies on family elders and piles up pills.

As soon as the formation flag in Zhang Zicheng's hand moved, dozens of black winds came out of thin air.

In an instant, flying sand and rocks and Li Tingyu's sword light were intertwined in the sky.

Li Tingyu wanted to use force to break the formation, but Zhang Zicheng used softness to overcome hardness.

For a moment, Li Tingyu's heavy blows were somewhat lost.

"Xuan Gang Six Evil Formation!" He Dong suddenly called out the name of this formation.

This formation is the secret formation of Qingluo Peak of Wanxiang Sect, which mainly uses softness to overcome hardness.

The black evil energy is condensed into the formation, which is very clever.

He Dong is also from Qingluofeng, so he saw the clues at first sight.

He nodded, obviously very much in agreement with the usage of this formation.

"Hmph, do you think you can embarrass me just by relying on these methods?"

"I tell you, Xie Xueyi already belongs to me, and your Wanxiang Sect will soon take over our Split Heaven Sect!"

Li Tingyu said fiercely.

"Fart! Our Wanxiang Sect is a great sect with ten thousand years of inheritance. You clowns can't even think of being so arrogant here!"

Zhang Zicheng roared angrily, his voice revealing perseverance as he continued to control the formation to neutralize Li Tingyu's attacks.

"Even if I fight to the death, I will still protect the sect!"

"Humph, let me see if you have the ability to protect the sect!"

Li Tingyu shouted loudly.

"I hate that the sword will not break the sky in this life!"

At the same time, Li Tingyu's sword energy burst out, and there was a faintly powerful brilliance.

These splendid brilliance merged with the sword energy he exuded, and the power instantly increased by seven to eight points.

The power of such a sword can already compete with that of Yuanying monks.

"This is the method of blessing. This kid can't use such a powerful attack. Someone must have blessed him so that he can unleash such a powerful move."

Tai Xuzi's spiritual thoughts sounded in Fang Yang's mind.

In an instant, the sword light all over the sky became more and more fierce, as if it wanted to tear the sky apart.

Likewise, such an attack was even comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and the formation formed by Zhang Zicheng's black wind was torn into pieces in an instant.

Although Zhang Zicheng threw out many defensive arrays, his defense became very fragile in the face of such a powerful attack, and was torn apart like a torrent.

Seeing that Zhang Zicheng was about to be destroyed by Li Tingyu's sword light, all the monks in the Wanxiang Sect had their hearts in their throats.

At this moment, a black shadow flew in front of Li Tingyu.

Instantly, a huge token more than ten feet high appeared in front of him.

Although this token is large, it looks a bit simple and heavy.

This object is Fang Yang's Sky-Hunting Formation Mountain Order.

At this time, Tai Xuzi also helped Fang Yang conceal the aura of the treasure, so that Li Tingyu did not see the reason.

"You want to block my attack with this piece of junk? Humph, go to hell!"

Li Tingyu shouted crazily.

In his opinion, the power of his attack far exceeded that of ordinary Yuanying early stage monks.

He seemed to have seen in his mind the scene of the token being shattered and the other party being blasted to pieces.

"Rumble..."

After a violent explosion, although the token was shaken by Li Tingyu's sword light, it did not shatter as Li Tingyu thought.

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