As the earth changed, everyone understood what was happening in front of them.
But no one wants to believe it.
Those sects who followed Cangshan had other thoughts in their hearts.
"If Cangshan really colludes with Night Ghost...then wouldn't we..."
"It has come to this point. We have no way back. We helped Cangshan massacre other sects. Will they let us go?"
This is a point of no return.
If you succeed, you will look down upon the world.
If you fail, your body and head will be in a different place.
The blue-green flames continue to burn away the black mist.
The sword light kept falling on Cang Tu's body.
The power originating from the night ghost will eventually be controlled by the burning of Biluo Qingyan Zhiyang Zhigang.
Yu Zhi kept approaching, and the sword light kept flowing.
"Pear Blossom Sword Intent!"
Cang Tu's dark eyes trembled, and the black mist faded and gathered again, swallowing Cang Tu's mind again.
Pieces of pear blossoms are like rain, surrounding the blue soil.
The outbreak of the Night Ghost Source did not allow Cang Tu to gain the upper hand, but instead made Yu Zhi become more courageous as he fought.
"Let me give you a ride!"
Yu Zhi's voice was as cold as ice, and Cangtu was Cangshui half a year ago.
No matter whose hands it falls into, there is only death.
In the dark mist, a palm poked out, approaching Yu Zhi's face.
The green flames on the pear blossom sword immediately surged out and wrapped around Cang Tu's arm.
Cangtu let out a painful cry. Originally, Cangtu's ninth-level combat power was still a threat to Yu Zhi.
Cangtu should not do anything, just explode the source of night ghosts.
This also means that the green flames on Yu Zhijian completely restrain Cang Tu's source of power.
Cangtu was retreating steadily, and every time the sword light shook, the black mist burned away.
After just ten rounds, Cangtu fell into a disadvantage and his aura declined.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
After dispersing the night ghosts and black fog, Yu Zhi faced the blue earth.
Those extremely dark eyes were like a dark abyss, frightening.
Yu Zhi did not hesitate, the sharp sword light flashed across Cang Tu's body, and the last sword was on Cang Tu's throat.
In one breath, Cangtu fell to the ground.
The black fog in his eyes dissipated, and blood flowed from his pupils.
Elder Cangshan, Cangtu is dead!
"Cang Tu!" Cang Jin and Cang Mu shouted at the same time.
No one thought that Yu Zhi, who was only in the seventh level of the Open Monument, could kill Cang Tu.
Everyone looked at Yu Zhi with horror in their eyes.
Half a year ago, Yu Zhi killed Cang Shui in front of Cangshan Mountain.
Today, in front of Shenyin Pavilion, Yu Zhiyou killed Cang Tu.
Two of the five elders of Cangshan died in the hands of Yu Zhi.
And Yu Zhi is just a young man who opened the seventh grade of the monument.
Yu Zhi secretly exhaled a breath of turbid air and swayed unnaturally.
Only he knew that the seemingly easy battle had consumed almost all his energy.
Using Biluo Qingyan to improve his cultivation is not without cost, and the intense consumption makes Yu Zhi must fight quickly.
Every step of the exquisite design has been rehearsed countless times in Yu Zhi's mind.
Yu Zhi glanced at the lifeless Cangtu and said loudly: "The evidence is conclusive that Cangshan and Yegui colluded. If other sects continue to help the tyrants, it will be tantamount to betraying the human race, and the crime is unforgivable!"
Cang Jin immediately retorted: "You must be the one who made Cang Tu look like this. It's you who framed me, Cang Shan!"
Shameless...Yu Zhi sneered.
Now that things have happened, Cang Jin understands something in his heart. He looks at Cang Biejie high in the sky.
Is Yegui Heiwu really a frame-up by Yu Zhi?
Cang Jin knew it in his heart, but how could he admit it.
Mountain Lord, what exactly do you want to do?
Night ghost black mist erupted from Cang Tu's body, what about Cang Shan's disciples?
Cang Jin couldn't imagine that if all Cangshan disciples had the aura of night ghosts, would the human race let them go?
At this time, Cang Jin raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Slander me, Cang Shan, and seek death!"
Cang Jin wanted to kill Yu Zhi first.
But how could Zhan Kuangshi let Cang Jin leave so easily.
Another punch, thousands of fist shadows blocked Cang Jin.
Yu Zhi retreated into the mountains and forests again and disappeared. He killed a Cangtu and exhausted his true energy. Now it was useless to stay on the battlefield.
The battle still continues.
As soon as Cangtu died, the reputation of Shenyin Pavilion was greatly shaken.
Everyone became more and more brave as they fought, and in coordination with the Shenyin Pavilion's formation, they continued to kill the disciples from the Cangshan camp.
A smile finally appeared on Yan Yi's face, and she said to Yu Zhi, "Thanks to you."
Yu Zhi was meditating and resting aside. After taking the elixir from Shenyin Pavilion, his true energy was also recovering quickly.
"The real battlefield lies in whether the two seniors can stop Cang Farewell." Yu Zhi said.
The battle in the mountain has always been in balance. Even if Cangtu is killed, the disciples of Cangshan have collectively improved to a level that cannot be compared with other sect disciples.
Yan Yi also looked at the sky.
At this point, she couldn't relax yet.
If the fisherman and the woodcutter lose, Shenyin Pavilion will still be destroyed.
After becoming a tenth-level master, Cang Bielie became more confident in his swordsmanship.
A single sword has the power to destroy heaven and earth.
Shenyin Pavilion also has a history of hundreds of years. It has developed from a small sect to its current situation, and the luck it has accumulated is like an endless river.
Cang Bielie had borrowed Cangshan's luck before, and he knew what it felt like to fight with the power of luck.
Buzz!
Countless sword lights rippled, blocking the woodcutter's woodcutter.
Cang took one step away and appeared in front of the woodcutter.
The power of colorful luck is extremely bright.
The parting sword fell, and the sharp sword light stretched for dozens of miles, cutting off the clouds in the distant sky and cutting off the luck connected to the woodcutter.
In an instant, the woodcutter's realm fell, and his figure swayed in the air.
Cang Bielie took action again, and the sword light shrouded the woodcutter and blew him away.
Without the blessing of Shenyin Pavilion's luck, the woodcutter lost his ability to control the sky.
The fisherman anticipated this situation, and the fishing line flew over and wrapped around the woodcutter's body.
The power of luck connected with the woodcutter again.
Dang Cang's parting sword also really hurt the woodcutter.
Cang Biere was not in a hurry to launch an offensive. He had too many ways to defeat the two of them.
After becoming a strong master, Cang Bieli realized how ridiculous it was for him to use Cangshan's luck to fight Li Haomiao.
A true tenth-grade master will eventually be able to defeat a great practitioner blessed by luck.
It's just a matter of time.
Cang Bieli said casually: "Don't waste the sect's luck anymore. The power of the master is beyond your imagination."
The woodcutter coughed up blood, and the fisherman said: "Shenyin Pavilion will not surrender to anyone. Even if Shenyin Pavilion is destroyed today, we will still have the face to face our ancestors when we go to Huangquan."
"Cang Bieli, you colluded with Ye Gui for your own ambitions. Cangshan will eventually be destroyed in your hands."
Cang Bieli said disapprovingly: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I only know that after today, the Shenyin Pavilion will be gone, and I, Cangshan, will unify the hundreds of thousands of mountains. It is I who brought Cangshan to the top of the northern rivers and lakes." .”
As he said this, Cang Bieli had a thought in his mind, and a blazing sword light fell towards Shenyin Pavilion.
boom!
The light and shadow trembled, and a huge shock wave erupted in the air.
The entire Shenyin Pavilion was under the protection of the sect-protecting formation, but under the sword light of the powerful master, cracks began to appear in the shining runes.
Yan Yi said with a stern look: "The sect-protecting formation... is about to collapse."
Just one sword blow from Cang Bieliang broke through the Shenyin Pavilion's formation.
This is the power of the tenth grade master.
There is a gap between the ninth-grade Kaibei and the tenth-grade grandmaster, and it is an earth-shaking change.
Yu Zhi recalled the sword light just now and broke into a cold sweat.
If it weren't for the Shenyin Pavilion's sect-protecting formation, everyone in Shenyin Pavilion would have died under this sword.
Because of this, Li Haomiao has not taken action lightly in the more than ten years since he became a tenth-grade master.
He knew how powerful the tenth-grade master was, and the harm he would cause to the world once he took action was unimaginable.
"Back off, retreat to Shenyin Pavilion." Yu Zhi said.
Without the blessing of the formation, everyone in the Cangshan camp let go and started to counterattack.
Yan Yi also knew that without the blessing of the Sect Protector Formation, the combat power of the Shenyin Pavilion camp would be much weaker than Cangshan.
Even if the combat power of the great cultivator can be barely equal, the combat power above the opening monument is still insufficient.
In the battle just now, more than ten strong men of the seventh grade of the Open Monument in the Shenyin Pavilion camp had died.
These are ordinary elders in each sect, or disciples who are several generations older.
"Retreat!" Zhan Kuangshi roared.
The white flame valley disciples who were furious were still lingering in the battlefield.
The War Mad Lion grabbed a disciple by his collar and threw him behind him.
"Let me go quickly!"
Zhan Kuangshi and Xiong Kui, with their energy and blood surging, stood at the end to resist the pursuit of the Cangshan camp.
Yu Zhi regained some of his energy and stood behind the two of them.
Zhan Kuangshi turned his head and said, "Why don't you leave quickly?"
Zhan Kuangshi could tell that Yu Zhi was not in good condition at the moment. He was not injured, but he had no strength to fight anymore.
Yu Zhi knelt down, smiled lightly and said, "Leave some gifts for them."
After saying that, Yu Zhifei stepped back.
"The two seniors can leave."
The moment Zhan Kuangshi and Xiong Kui evacuated, an explosion sounded.
The huge Shenyin Pavilion also trembled a few times.
Zhan Kuangshi looked back, and the terrifying explosion drowned everyone in the Cangshan camp.
There were wailing sounds everywhere in the sea of fire.
This guy is so cruel!
Yu Zhi looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. He didn't have many red fire talismans in his hand, so he had to use them sparingly.
After a red fire talisman exploded, Yu Zhi shouted loudly: "Everyone, listen to my order and follow me back!"
When everyone in the Shenyin Pavilion camp heard the sound, they stopped and immediately turned around and rushed into the sea of fire.
After an explosion, before Cang Jin and others could recover, the huge crowd of people came over and killed them instantly.
The Cangshan disciple who was still screaming made a more tragic sound, and then died.
"Seeking death!" Cang Jin took action furiously.
The war mad lion also came back. "Haha, Cangjin old dog, take a punch from me."
After just one punch, Zhan Kuangshi knocked back Cang Jin.
"Let's retreat!" Yu Zhi's voice sounded again.
Zhan Kuangshi wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but when he heard Yu Zhi's voice, he muttered: "What the hell is this kid doing?"
The War Mad Lion reluctantly retreated.
Cang Jin was already angry and not so rational.
"Kill, kill me on Cangshan Mountain."
The Cangshan camp was also as angry as Cangjin.
"Kill. Charge forward!"
"Ahhh, kill them."
The next moment, there was another huge explosion.
The second red fire talisman erupted.
Anger can blind people and lead them to death.
