"What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"
On the branches under the moon, the knights in the front hall were still arguing over whether to kill or release. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. The red-browed master of Bodhi Temple looked solemn, and then asked angrily.
It seemed that they were angry at the noise outside, but in fact they were somewhat excused. After all, the lives of Qian Xiaoxiao and Li Yan were no longer simply involved in the grievances between good and evil.
Especially after Tianquan came back, he personally said that Qian Xiaoxiao had found his way back and was willing to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side. Everyone could see at a glance that if the Xuantian Sect saint girl was allowed to join the Taoist sect, the other side would gain another great strength. .
The power change of the Taoist sect is about to be revealed. Outsiders do not know that Master Yushu gave up on his own initiative. Therefore, in the eyes of Master Chimei and others, the possibility of the Qingcheng faction succeeding the Wudang faction is very high.
The three heroes of Qingcheng are already famous all over the world. If we add the saint Qian Xiaoxiao, I am afraid that the reputation of the Qingcheng sect will not only be as powerful as Shuzhong.
At this moment, not only the Buddhist sect, but also the Five Mountains Sword Sect are speaking out, hoping to kill the two Xuantian Sect members quickly. Lu Wen is not trying to contain the Taoist sect, but more to regain face for himself and the sect behind him.
But soon, their quarrel became as ridiculous as a farce, because just when everyone was arguing, a bloody disciple suddenly stumbled into the room.
When everyone saw this, their expressions suddenly changed. Kunlun sent Xiang Suifeng to be the first to step forward to support him and asked: "But someone knocked on the door? Is it the Xuantian Sect or the Jinyi Guards?!"
The man suffered several serious injuries and was bleeding profusely. At this moment, he was on his deathbed. He looked at the group of righteous heroes who had gathered around him and said with his last breath: "Xuantian Sect... the demon... ..Escaped...!”
The words stopped suddenly, and the man tilted his head and died, but what he said was actually heard by everyone.
"Xuantian Sect! Hateful!" Xiang Suifeng smashed the table eucalyptus next to him with his palm, and his angry eyes locked on the bewildered Tianquan.
Not just him, many people looked over, some were confused, some were questioning, and most of them were angry.
After all, Tianquan has already sworn that the other party is willing to surrender, and many people are even thinking about whether to accept the other party. But now, the evil way of the Xuantian Sect is indeed a bad habit that is hard to get rid of. They fought so quickly. their faces.
Si Luochao stood sideways in front of Tianquan. He frowned and said, "Everyone, Xuantian teaches the demons to escape from trouble. The most important thing now is to capture them quickly. Otherwise, if people outside find out, I'm afraid... ..."
Si Luochao once again reminded everyone that the settlement of accounts can wait until the official business is done. If this group of people succeeds in cooperating internally and externally, they will be in big trouble.
If the manpower outside is from the Xuantian Sect, that's fine, but if it's the Jinyiwei who plans to fish in troubled waters... then everyone can only ask for their own blessings.
"Amitabha, all donors, please follow what Taoist Master Xuantan said and capture those two people first."
"What Master Lingwu said makes sense. It's all about priorities. Biyun, Feiyun, follow me."
With the voices of Northern Shaolin Master Lingwu and Emei Sect leader Su Xiuxiu, everyone finally put aside their conflicts for the time being and dealt with the most important Xuantian Sect first.
When Si Luochao and others hurried to the backyard, everyone couldn't help but take a breath when they saw the scene in front of them.
This time, the masters of each sect brought several disciples here, mostly to broaden their knowledge, but now, all the younger generations they brought have died unexpectedly.
The backyard has become a hell on earth made of blood. Dead bodies are everywhere. The blood dyes the color of the flower bed red. Under the moonlight, it feels a bit strange and poignant.
The blood gathered into a river, and the petals scattered on the blood river seemed to be embellished with stars, and the scarlet color was like a galaxy reflected in the sky.
In the area where illusion and reality intertwined, Qian Xiaoxiao expressionlessly dropped the Kunlun disciple who was pierced through the chest in his hand, and his indifferent eyes fell on the murderous righteous heroes.
Tian Quan was at the end of the crowd, watching this scene in disbelief. At this moment, his mind was completely blank. He could not connect the death-like woman in front of him with the little girl in his memory.
"Witch! I'll kill you!"
Xiang Suifeng's eyes were split open, he roared and pulled out his sword, and a blue sword light rose into the sky. In an instant, sand and rocks flew in the yard, and the river of blood turned into turbulence and swept into the sky, seeming to dye the bright moon with this The color of sin.
Xiang Suifeng struck furiously, the sword light rolled up the blood mist all over the sky, like a crazy blood wolf, and roared towards Qian Xiaoxiao, baring its fangs.
Qian Xiaoxiao flipped her wrist, and a small black mark was held in her palm. In an instant, it turned into a size of more than ten feet. She pushed it out with force and collided with the sword light.
The moment the two forces collided, a violent explosion was like a thunderbolt. The strong shock wave set off a blood-colored air wave. The pungent smell made all the experts couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their mouths and noses.
After this terrifying confrontation, both the sword light and the black seal disappeared, blood mist filled the sky, and the heaven and earth turned blood red. An alarm bell suddenly sounded in Si Luochao's heart.
As if to confirm his bad premonition, an unusual evil wind suddenly blew up in the blood mist, and a strange smiling face was slowly taking shape under the influence of this evil wind.
"Brother Xiang, be careful! There are masters out there!" Si Luochao immediately alerted himself, but unfortunately it was too late.
The weird smiling face suddenly distorted, and from the bloody mouth, a stream of filthy Qi like dirt burst out, hitting Xiang Suifeng's chest, causing him to vomit blood and retreat.
Seeing this, Si Luochao quickly slashed out a ray of sword light, breaking away the twisted smile in the blood mist. Everyone looked intently, and behind the blood mist, the figure of a man in black robes was slowly emerging.
The black robe on this man was like a wriggling shadow, swaying in the blood mist. He also wore a pale mask on his face, half-smiling, accompanied by his indistinguishable laughter that echoed around him. It's extremely scary.
Master Lingwu's eyes were solemn, and he said with a sigh: "Qianmian, it is indeed you."
As Master Lingwu finished speaking, there were gasps from the crowd. The terrifying black-robed masked man in front of him was none other than the other Dharma King of the Xuantian Sect, Qian Mian!
"Hehehe, Lingwu old bald donkey, it's you."
Thousand-faced Dharma King smiled sinisterly and said: "Lingwu, we are old acquaintances. You are no match for me, and neither are these people. Today, I will show mercy and let you go. Go away."
"Amitabha, the benefactor has good intentions, but please forgive me for not agreeing." After Master Lingwu finished speaking, the righteous heroes beside him also showed their weapons.
So it doesn’t matter if the Thousand-faced Dharma King is very powerful in martial arts, the swords in their hands are not bad at all! Who will live and who will die today will have to see the truth under his hands!
"That's all. Since you are seeking your own death, you don't have to pretend to be a good person here. Haha, go to hell!"
As the King of Thousand Faces laughed wildly, the blood mist under his feet suddenly spread, covering everyone in it. At the same time, one mask after another that looked like a smile but not a smile emerged from the blood mist.
