"boom!"
Jiang Yuwei flew out heavily. She was injured because she blocked Jiang Dahu and the others from bombarding the mountain-protecting formation. Now her injuries were even more serious. She seemed to be a bloody man. She fell heavily and fell backwards, fainting.
"boom……"
Li Sijuan, Jiang Xiaoyu, Zhang Jin'er, He Lianyou, Ning Yu and dozens of other figures blocked the palace door one after another.
No one said anything. They didn't know why Xin Zhuo was hiding in the inner hall of the leader, and they didn't want to know. It's just that the situation has changed so much. All eighteen sects were destroyed, and the five terrifying masters of Daluo's main sect stood high in the sky, making them feel in a trance. Uneasy.
When people have a bleak future, it is easiest for people to see things clearly. They think that Xin Zhuo, the first genius of the Eighteen Sects, cannot be a treacherous person. There is no other explanation, and it feels like it is not the case.
And they owe Xin Zhuo.
Just as Senior Chu Siniang said, even if Xin Zhuo is suspicious, he should be asked to explain himself instead of killing indiscriminately.
But without exception, everyone was knocked away by the furious Daozhen and others.
"Master! Seniors!"
At this time, a figure that shouldn't have appeared stood in front of the palace door, also blocking Daozhen and others.
Chen Changsheng.
His boy-next-door face was full of disappointment, and he held his hands in a gesture: "Xin Zhuo has done a lot for the Eighteen Sects over the years, and my disciples also think... at least give him a chance to explain!"
"Asshole!"
The leader of the Haotian Sect, Shen Wumen, was furious, "You are grateful for the death of your junior brother, doesn't it make you feel the same hatred as the enemy? Who is this Xin Zhuo? His companions have destroyed the sect's inheritance!
He is just a mortal, and his speed of entry is extremely fast. How can such a monster be an ordinary person? Do you really know where he comes from and what he wants to do?
Where do you get your womanly kindness at this moment? I have been teaching you for hundreds of years, what have you learned?
Now you mediocre people are blocking me one after another. What are your intentions? If it weren't for the Yimen disciples who couldn't bear to be killed, how could you have stopped them? "
Chen Changsheng let his master's spit spray on his face, his expression unmoved: "This disciple is over a hundred years old, and he knows how to recognize people. Xin Zhuo is not a treacherous person!"
"You..." Shen Wumen was furious for a moment.
The scene in front of the headmaster's inner hall made everyone look sad. A large group of elders couldn't help but secretly sigh. Xin Zhuo actually asked so many people to protect each other. This kind of person really doesn't give him a chance to explain?
…
In the hall, Xin Zhuo was enveloped by a circle of rich true energy, and silently entered the realm to break through, but he still had a panoramic view of what was happening outside.
Ask yourself, over the past many years, he has had no second thoughts about Xuantian Sword Sect and even the Eighteenth Sect. Even if he has some selfish intentions, he is definitely worthy of the Eighteenth Sect. In this situation, there is really nothing to say.
"boom……"
As Chen Changsheng was hit hard, he vomited blood and fell hundreds of feet away, Xin Zhuo's last thoughts about the Eighteen Sects completely disappeared.
Daozhen and other dozens of figures had already arrived in front of the palace gate, and he could even clearly see the expressions of anger and rage on the faces of these dozens of people.
While he continued to make the last breakthrough, he thought silently in his heart, Zhao Yizhu, you must never come again. He took Xiao Huang and left quickly. The five Yuanji swept through the formation. Even with that ray of sword, the outcome was unknown.
I was actually still confident that I would run away.
However, no matter what they were afraid of, the moment Daozhen and others stepped into the palace door, a wisp of simple and awe-inspiring sword light suddenly came and slashed between Daozhen and others and the main hall.
Just like the sword he used to kill the wild beast and repel the evil sect ten years ago, no! Even worse.
"boom--"
The remaining cliff of about ten feet was cut off with a sword, and the broken mountain jade and densely packed gravel fell into the endless abyss.
Daozhen and the others were unable to fight back and were knocked away. This was the first time they had been knocked away. The Hunyuan Void Realm was meaningless. The lord of the clan was completely disgraced today.
They were covered with shocking sword wounds, their faces showed confusion and confusion, and they subconsciously looked towards the place where the sword light came from.
I saw a figure in white clothes like snow coming from the steaming sea of clouds. It looked like a fairy entering the mortal world. Every part of her body was beautiful. She looked like a fairy and an illusion, which made people moved.
Zhao Yizhu!
This female disciple of Yujianfeng, who has been called the most beautiful woman of the Xuantian Sword Sect and even the Eighteen Sects in the past ten years, is mysterious and unfamiliar.
The reason why she is mysterious is that she rarely shows up. Every time she catches a glimpse, many elders and disciples of various sects will be in a state of confusion for several days.
Strange because no one could see other emotions on her face. She was just so gentle and quiet, never looking at anyone or paying attention to anyone.
At this time, she was still as calm as water, but she had changed out of the Xuantian Sword Sect's true disciple's robe and put on the light white gauze robe she wore when she entered the sect.
Her steps were very slow, as slow as walking, but each step gained momentum. Her beautiful eyes were always looking at the head teacher's inner palace.
No one could tell that the sword just struck was made by such a woman. She even withheld her hand. She could have killed Daozhen and others.
"Yi Zhu!"
Chu Siniang didn't know when she woke up, gritted her teeth and said, "Why did you come? Get out!"
Zhao Yizhu didn't pay attention. He just looked away from the direction of the headmaster's inner hall, looked at the five Si Yings in the sky, and said softly: "I want to take him away."
It's not a discussion, it's an affirmation.
The five Si Yings showed rare doubts in their eyes. The sword just struck was beyond their expectations. They couldn't even tell where it came from or what realm it was. A sword from the holy realm? The Sword Intent of the Holy Emperor Huang?
In short, this terrifying sword intent could never come from this woman's hand.
Si Ying chuckled: "What if I say no?"
Zhao Yizhu walked lightly in the air, with his white clothes floating, he took one step to the ninth level of Lingtai, two steps to the first realm of Hunyuanxu, three steps to the middle realm of Hunyuanxu, and four steps to the upper realm of Hunyuanxu...
The fifth step is the first of the five declines of heaven and man!
…
The tenth step to the realm of Yuanji!
A holy, hazy white light suddenly appeared on her body, a strange medicinal fragrance spread everywhere, and bright lotus flowers fell all over the sky.
The sky was suddenly filled with stars, and a slanting moon covered up the sun's light.
The whole world is a strange sight.
Daozhen and others, Chu Siniang and others, who fell onto a raised stone platform on the cliff, and countless disciples from various sects looked up and looked up, confused and confused for a moment.
Is this still Zhao Yizhu?
"What now?"
Zhao Yizhu's tone was still as gentle as spring water, but his hazy eyes were a little more stern.
"you……"
The expressions of Si Ying and others changed slightly, and suddenly he shouted angrily: "As the disciples of the descendants of Emperor Qiyan, how can we be afraid of your remnant soul from Yaochi causing chaos?"
"Yaochi? Ha!"
Zhao Yizhu chuckled and waved his sleeves. The stars in the sky covered the entire Xuantian Mountains.
The sky was covered with silvery clouds, and nothing could be seen.
Countless people below watched silently, still at a loss.
In the inner hall of the headmaster, Xin Zhuo's blood was boiling all over his body. The "ruins" could no longer gather together. His face turned red and he was about to explode.
In this case, no one can continue to break through.
Ten steps of Yuanji...
He stared blankly at the sky. He had never known who Zhao Yizhu was, and he still doesn't know now.
Time passes slowly.
After half a stick of incense, the sky covered by silver gauze clouds suddenly opened, and five figures flew upside down, blood dyeing the air red.
Si Ying and other five Yuanji masters were pale, with deep fear in their eyes. Blood was surging all over their bodies, their auras were disordered, and their bodies were covered with bloodstains. They were obviously seriously injured.
The five Yuanji masters were defeated!
Zhao Yizhu was still standing high in the sky, motionless, but as his white clothes fluttered, his figure became a little lighter, as if he had lost his entity.
She glanced at Si Ying and the other five people opposite her, then looked back at the Headmaster's inner hall. A trace of reluctance and separation appeared on her beautiful face, and then she looked higher in the sky: "Why hide?"
"I don't know who you are, but I know that you have been obsessed with wandering around the world for countless years. It's really not easy for you. I can't bear to be your enemy!"
A sigh came from the sky, and then an old face filled the entire sky. A huge wheel of merit spanned the infinite sky. The face was majestic, with a gray beard, two long eyebrows, and eyes full of compassion.
With this face, the whole world is filled with traces of indescribable charm. Even the lowest level of Grand Master level warriors have the possibility of rapid breakthrough in an instant.
Holy land!
Daozhen and other sect masters and countless disciples of various sects were trembling and couldn't help but kneel down.
In the main hall, Xin Zhuo's blood surged again, and his mind and body were in a trance.
Oriental old ghost!
(End of chapter)
