Yue Dengchuan's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire and instantly ignited the anger of the old man from Shushan.
"What a bastard. A little King of Martial Arts dares to be so disrespectful to me!"
After all, the old man from Shushan was a powerful man at the Shinto level. With a wave of his hand, a glazed sword shot out of the air as green light surged.
Shushan is not weak among the nine major sects of Guwu. This is mainly due to their fairy sword. Of course, although this fairy sword cannot be regarded as a fairy in the complete sense, the number of fairy characters attached to it is enough to show that it is extraordinary.
In fact, almost all Shushan disciples practice swordsmanship, and for those who are powerful in the Shinto realm, most of their Shinto weapons are swords, and the methods they practice are often swordsmanship.
The glazed sword reached Yue Dengchuan's head with a whoosh of rainbow light. It was only then that Yue Dengchuan felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to his back.
He woke up completely, but he couldn't help cursing himself in his heart. Why was he so reckless just now? He was only in the Martial King realm, but he dared to confront a powerful Shinto head-on when both sides were already at a disadvantage.
If it’s not seeking death, then what is it?
Of course, even at this time, Yue Dengchuan still did not have the slightest suspicion that there was something wrong with his state of mind. Ye Feng secretly sighed when he saw this, where did Zhang Wenyuan's divine artifact come from? Not only could he see through people's hearts, but he could also have such evil spirits
function.
Ye Feng suddenly thought of a serious question. Has Zhang Wenyuan already seen his own state of mind? But thinking about it carefully, it is unlikely.
Judging from Zhang Wenyuan's performance just now, Zhang Wenyuan obviously felt a sense of difficulty when using the divine object to affect the opponent's state of mind, and it also produced an invisible fluctuation.
Ye Feng could vaguely feel this kind of fluctuation. If this guy had used it on him, he would have noticed something strange.
Sooner or later, the glazed sword fell directly on his head with supreme pressure. At this time, Yue Dengchuan could no longer dodge even if he wanted to. The pressure of the sacred object had already made him unable to move.
"Old bastard, how dare you!"
Ma Qinghuan was furious. Since she had just said in front of everyone that Yue Dengchuan was her new disciple, this old Shushan bastard dared to kill him in front of her. This was not to show her no face!
Suddenly the earth surged, like thousands of horses galloping, and a black and ferocious galloping horse rolled towards him with the force of thunder.
The old man from Shushan condensed his eyes and knew that this galloping horse was the sacred object of Ma Qinghuan, a horse-faced woman. If he killed it with his sword, he could certainly cut Yue Dengchuan, the little King of Martial Arts, in half with one sword strike, but
In this way, you will inevitably be injured, and your life may even be in danger.
After all, Ma Qinghuan is also a powerful Shinto warrior, and her strength is almost on par with him.
After all, the old man from Shushan didn't dare to joke with his own life. The glazed sword that had already reached Yue Dengchuan's head suddenly turned in one direction and was lifted up with the force of lightning.
After creating a violent wave of air, he chopped down directly towards the galloping horse that was rolling towards its head.
With a deafening sound of collision, the tall black galloping horse neighed and backed up, but the glazed sword was rushed away.
On par!
"Hmph, you dare to kill people under our eyes. You Ming Sect is too arrogant!"
Accompanied by a heavy cold snort, the middle-aged man lying on his side on the top of the mountain jumped up. He had a purple and gold hammer hanging on his waist. He was from the Tang Sect.
Among the nine major sects of Guwu, Shushan and Tangmen have always been on good terms. Everyone knows this, so with this action of the nine major sects, Shushan and Tangmen naturally formed a pair.
"Tang Jiashan, this is a personal grudge between Ming Zong and I, you'd better not get involved!" Ma Qinghuan angrily scolded.
"Hmph, we are once again on guard duty at a strategic location. You, a disciple of the Ming Sect, are so bold that you dare to kill people in front of me. This is clearly not something I take seriously!"
Tangjiashan fell to the ground with a slight sweep, like a fallen leaf, and directly held the purple gold hammer with both hands.
Looking at the posture, it is clear that he wants to help others, who knows that he has always had a good relationship with Shushan.
Ma Qinghuan had an ugly expression on his face. This Tang Clan Tang Jia Shan was also a powerful man in the divine realm. He was not afraid of facing the miscellaneous feathered birds in Shu Mountain alone, but if the two of them joined forces, then he might not be able to eat and walk away.
.
"Ma Qinghuan, there is something important happening in the nine major sects right now, and our guarding the matter is very important. If someone takes advantage of the chaos and sneaks in, neither you nor I can afford it!" Tang Jiashan suddenly said.
Ma Qinghuan snorted coldly: "Then what do you want?"
Seeing this, Ma Qinghuan finally gave up. Faced with two powerful Shen Dao masters in the God Convergence Realm, she looked left and right, but she was not sure of winning. Moreover, the other party was right. This place was too important. If anything went wrong,
The nine major sects will never let him go.
When Ye Feng, who was hiding among the crowd of Ming Sect disciples, heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the Falling Dragon Valley below.
"Listening to the words from both sides, this place seems very important. It is the core of their defense?"
Ye Feng pondered in his heart. Looking down from where he stood, he could not clearly see the whole picture of Falling Dragon Valley. Moreover, the key point was that at this time, he could not release his spiritual consciousness in a big way to investigate, otherwise he would probably be discovered by others.
aware.
"Could it be that the problem lies below Falling Dragon Valley?" Ye Feng thought to himself.
At this moment, the entire Falling Dragon Valley was completely gray, with billowing ghostly miasma rising from the valley and then spreading in all directions.
Seeing this situation, Ye Feng was already 70-80% sure, but he was still not sure. Why did the people from the nine major sects continue to throw those infected with ghost energy into the Falling Dragon Valley?
What's the secret underneath?
The nine major sects are guarding here, and what are they plotting?
Ye Feng couldn't figure it out, but at this time, he had no time to think about it anymore.
Tang Jiashan of the Tang Sect suddenly pointed at him and Yue Dengchuan with his big hand: "These two bastards just dared to kill Ming Sect disciples in front of the two of us. I don't need to hold the others accountable, but this
Both must die!"
The old man from Shushan also stepped forward and shouted angrily: "Hand over these two, I will use their blood to wash away the anger of my Shushan!"
However, Ma Qinghuan refused to give in and said head-on: "I have already said that Yue Dengchuan is my new disciple. If you want to kill him in front of me, you also don't take me seriously. I can
Let me tell you, Yue Dengchuan, I will protect him no matter what, and as for the other one, if you want to kill him or chop him into pieces, I have no objection!"
When Ye Feng heard this, he immediately screamed secretly, "I'm going to suffer!"
