Sword Master Yu pursed his lips, and the wavering look on his face quickly cleared up, turning into as hard as cold iron again, with a resolute attitude of defying the heavens with his life:
"Heaven has given me a great responsibility, and the common people have established the foundation for my self-cultivation and destiny. If the only way to go is to sacrifice the Tianxi.
I am willing to become an eternal sinner of the Tianxi Sword Sect, bear the names of eight thousand disciples, fall into the trap of Abi, and vow to die without regret! "
Balian looked at this man with a calm and deep look.
He has always been like this. Sword Master Yu always has his own set of righteous order and persistence, showing pity for the common people and sacrificing his life to save the world.
This fearless gesture was really hard to awe Bailian.
He acts like this, as if everyone around him is willing to give up, and every flower and grass is the world. He can't even protect the world of Tianxi Sword Sect, how can he protect this common people.
Perhaps in a sense, Sword Master Yu is a hero, and heroes are always obsessed with exchanging small sacrifices for big sacrifices.
Bailian is a very stubborn person and has a very narrow-minded mind. What he wants to protect is always the acre of pure land around him and only a few people.
"In my opinion, Dianjian Palace is inevitable, but there is no need to involve all the disciples of Tianxi."
Perhaps he was infected by Balian's overly calm and confident attitude, and Sword Master Yu couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart: "What good ideas do you have?"
Bailian said: "South of Lihe Sect, there is a dark and desolate valley, named Luanyou Valley, and there are no living creatures in the valley.
There is a hall in Cangwu Palace called the Moqi Hall. Bai Zi can cross the space and has unparalleled escape skills. He might as well use the power of the Moqi Hall to lead all the ghoul army into the valley and form a two-world barrier in the Chaos Valley.
The sect leader might as well build a sword palace in the middle of the valley and kill thousands of ghosts. After that, he can use the power of the Moqi Palace to leave the Valley of Chaos.
In this way, the crisis can be solved without sacrificing anyone's name. "
When Sword Master Yu heard this, his eyes lit up and he thought it was feasible.
But after thinking about it carefully, I found that this plan was actually full of mistakes and it was completely impossible to implement it successfully.
"Yin Baishuang is in our Tianxi Mountain, but her cultivation level is still shallow and not enough to exert the full power of Moqi Palace. Although Bai Zi can cross the void.
But Luanyou Valley was a forbidden area in ancient times, and her current cultivation level was not enough to settle in Luanyou Valley.
Furthermore, even if she can take a step back, how can Bai Zi support the ghoul army that has expanded to 300,000? Even Cheng Pan couldn't do this.
Furthermore, how can you ensure that with 300,000 ghouls, they will all be obedient and enter the range of the Bai Zi Crossing the Sky Technique? "
Balian's eyes flashed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "Just because Miss Yin and Cheng Dian can't handle things, it doesn't mean that no one in this world can do it, don't you think... "
He turned around and cast his bright star-like eyes in a certain direction: "Third brother."
In the darkness, dots of silvery white light flickered, and a mysterious space ripple floated. A tall, muscular man with a strong back and a strong waist strode out, throwing white chess pieces.
Everyone present was dumbfounded as if struck by thunder. They all opened their eyes wide, opened their mouths, and looked at the rugged-looking black man in disbelief.
The man was as tall as a bear, but he wanted to imitate the dress of those literati.
He was dressed in a green-blue fluttering light shirt, with a waist-fastening belt bearing the dragon totem, and a folding fan tied nondescriptly around his waist.
Compared with his burly and sturdy physique, that elegant and slender folding fan looked as ridiculous as a toothpick.
He had a round stool with tiger eyes and a gangster aura. He looked around, and finally looked at Balian, grinning his thick lips, revealing a set of neat white teeth.
The head of the three majestic gods of heaven, the lord of Cangwu Palace, and the representative hero who ended the era of the end of magic, Yin Dufeng.
It turned out that he was facing the young man who was standing in the wind like a guest in the autumn wind in the sea of corpses. He cupped his fists and saluted, and with a loud voice like a bell, he laughed loudly: "Brother! I'm here to help you, little brother!"
Sword Master Yu had just finished squirting out a mouthful of blood. The blood in his mouth had not been suppressed yet. At this moment, he was so shocked that the old blood poured into his throat, and he spurted out again with a pop.
Yun Rong tilted his body and almost fell into the tide of corpses.
Junhe's eyes widened and he burped ungraciously.
The Yue girl burped in unison, then covered her mouth like a lady, and looked at Balian with great admiration.
The remaining sword masters were even more confused and confused.
Their younger junior brother, the portrait of the fourth senior sister (sister), the illegitimate son of the eldest princess, and now the eldest brother of Palace Master Yin...
They have only one thought in their minds at the moment.
My junior brother's life experience is so fucking ridiculous and full of ups and downs.
Big brother? Little brother?
Palace Master Yin's eyes were broken due to some evil skills he practiced. How could this boy, who was only a dozen years old, be worthy of being called his big brother?
This is not how old people pretend to be young.
Bai Lian quickly stood up to help him, and then stretched out his hand to straighten the messy cloak on Yin Dufeng's shoulders. He also grinned, showing his neat teeth and a pair of pointed little tiger teeth: "Third brother, you came so quickly. .”
Yin Dufeng snarled, waved his big furry hand, and said: "Brother is in trouble, how dare I refuse to delay? As soon as I received your psychic message, I didn't even drink anymore, so I came directly, good guy , three hundred thousand ghouls, brother, can you handle this battle?"
After Yin Dufeng appeared, the smile on Bailian's face became a little brighter: "You can give it a try."
Listening to this scene, which really looked like two brothers having a chat on the battlefield, everyone was confused again.
They looked at Yin Dufeng in bewilderment, wondering if this was still the arrogant and lawless Palace Master Yin they knew?
Everyone in the world knows that Palace Master Yin Dufeng Yin has always been unruly by nature and has a crazy temper. Even in front of the sword master, he never bows his head.
The number of people in this world who could receive a few polite words from him can be counted on one hand.
Looking around the world, only Su Guanhai, the master of Taixuan Sect, that all-around old fox, could occasionally take advantage of him.
But there is no way that he can be so obedient to this point, calling her "big brother" in a warm and sweet manner.
Yin Dufeng ignored the shocked looks of others, he sighed softly and said: "Three hundred thousand ghouls are no small matter, and I don't know if the barrier of Chaotic Valley can withstand it.
But don't worry, brother, I've also captured that old boy Su Guanhai to help you. This is the battlefield for our three brothers. He can't even think about hiding out with his wife and being lazy. "
Before the light from the void formation dissipated, another free and unrestrained middle-aged scribe walked out slowly. He smiled and cursed: "You are a piece of meat with a mouth that is not forgiving at all. Brother, something is wrong, how can I stand by and watch? "
"Hiss!!!" There were gasps, and before everyone could recover from the chaos, the person who followed them once again brought a devastating impact to them.
Sect Leader Su of Taixuan Sect is also here!
The three sect masters gathered on the same mountain, and both of them recognized their junior brother as their eldest brother...
People with extremely quick reactions suddenly thought that in Dakshan six hundred years ago, the three people who were responsible for the common people were also sworn to Wentian, and their sect master was the last among them.
If you think about it carefully, the two old brothers of the sect leader have replaced the junior brother as the eldest brother. Then wouldn’t the sect leader...
Oh my God!
The junior brother is the son of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess. The eldest princess is obsessed with the sect master. Everyone thinks that they will end up together. So should the junior brother call the sect master as the fourth brother or... daddy?
The disciple who reacted very quickly finally succeeded in getting himself into a dead end.
