The eighth elder spoke up to defend Zhu Yu, and soon the sixth elder also stood up.
Among all the senior elders of Wanxuan Sect, they were the only two who knew Zhuyu, and they had some conflicts because of Zhuyu.
But in the face of Qianxue Sect being so aggressive, they fought together with a tacit understanding.
The two elders defended an outer disciple. No matter how he looked at it, he did not look like a person with bad conduct.
He Ao's confidence is getting stronger and stronger.
Ji Wujue's face turned livid when he saw this scene. Who is this "killing god with a cold face"? How could he ever bear such sarcastic remarks?
He hummed slightly.
Yin Changhe behind him couldn't hold it any longer, snorted arrogantly and said:
"My younger disciple Yin Changhe has long heard about the name of Junior Brother He Hai of Wanxuanmen's Mo Zhihai. Today coincides with my arrival at Wanxuanmen. I really want to see Junior Brother He Hai's unpredictable and profound swordsmanship. I wonder if Junior Brother He Hai is willing to spar with me.
One or two!”
Challenged!
Yin Changhe challenges senior brother He Hai!
This is another roundabout demonstration by the Qianxue Sect!
Everyone in Wanxuan Sect changed their expressions.
Three Rivers and Four Seas are equally famous among the younger disciples of the Southern Chu Immortal Realm, but He Hai suffered a heavy blow two years ago, his cultivation was damaged, and his strength was severely weakened.
Yin Changhe knew this, but still provoked him. It was obvious that he wanted to enhance the prestige of Qianxue Sect and trample on Wanxuanmen's reputation.
One can imagine the anger of the powerful men of Wanxuan Sect.
Especially the sect leader He Ao, he was born with a short stature, but when he stood up with anger, he stood up to the mountains and had a powerful aura of his own.
He is angry!
He Hai was his son. As a father, he knew very well the impact of the two-year war on He Hai.
Because of this blow, He Hai was unable to retain his position as senior brother even within the sect, and was surpassed by the sect's newly emerged genius Min Rou.
At this time, Yin Changhe is still rubbing salt into the wound?
This is really unreasonable!
The situation in Wanxuan Palace suddenly became tense and the situation was about to break out.
At this moment, a chuckle came from outside the hall. A young man in black robe with an impressive appearance appeared at the door. He said calmly: "Since Senior Brother Yin of Qianxue Sect has such an elegant spirit, I have long wanted to see Iron Lock Hengjiang."
'The power is great! You are a guest from afar, and we will treat you as a guest.
Let’s fight at the Dharma Platform in Wanxuan Square!”
He Hai?
He Ao's expression changed and he blurted out: "Haier..."
He Haidao: "Master, don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion!"
When He Ao reached his lips, he swallowed it directly.
Wanxuan Square!
The battle between Senior Brother He Hai and Yin Changhe quickly spread throughout the sect.
Many inner disciples and core disciples came immediately after hearing the news.
And all the elders of Wanxuanmen came to the square together.
On the fighting stage, He Hai and Yin Changhe stood opposite each other. He looked calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and could not see anything unusual.
Zhu Yu stood aside and nodded secretly, feeling very satisfied with He Hai's performance.
He Hai is indeed the leader of the younger generation in Xichu. His indifferent demeanor alone makes people feel comfortable.
His strength should be comparable to Yin Changhe.
The fighting platform in Wanxuan Square is protected by a powerful talisman array, and it is difficult for monks who have entered the void level to destroy it.
He Hai stared at Yin Changhe and said: "Senior Brother Yin, please come first!"
Yin Changhe looked at the other party deeply and said proudly: "I'll take action first. You may not have a chance! Just keep an eye on it!"
As soon as he spoke, the flying sword flew out.
The entire altar was instantly enveloped in powerful spiritual power, and his sword filled the entire altar like a raging river.
Amidst the dense sword light, a loud shout sounded: "Not necessarily!"
A black figure rose into the sky, and He Hai took action!
Yin Changhe is known as the iron lock across the river, and his sword moves are unpredictable.
He Hai, on the other hand, is known as the "Unpredictable Sea" because his swordsmanship is unique and unpredictable.
He Hai's sword is long and narrow, as unpredictable and strange as the wind. He practices the advanced sword technique of Wanxuan Sect's "Thirteen Styles of Floating Sword".
Amidst Yin Changhe's endless sword light, He Hai's sword seemed to be floating in the air, but its momentum was not weak at all.
He Hai's drifting sword contains a profound meaning of change. The sword's power changes, and it is as unpredictable as the clouds in the sky.
The moment the two drew their swords, their sword skills were intertwined.
The figures of the two people also quickly left the altar, and both sides ascended alternately, reaching hundreds of feet in the air in the blink of an eye.
And everyone watching the battle also took to the air.
The fight between the two seemed slow but was actually fast. In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of rounds, but there was no winner or loser.
Yin Changhe's face instantly turned gloomy, thinking that he couldn't even deal with an "unpredictable sea" whose reputation had been ruined, so why should he be called the Iron Lock Hengjiang?
His sword technique suddenly changed, and the sword light stretched out a hundred feet long in the void. Countless sword lights intertwined, the void tore apart, and a storm-like attack rushed towards He Hai.
He Hai frowned, but remained calm and unhurried.
His sword drew a big cross in the air, and the cross formed into a strange sword formation like the breeze.
The sword formation moved forward and quickly collided with Yin Changhe's overwhelming offensive.
There was a loud thunder-like sound in the sky, and a space exploded. In this collision, both of them tried their best.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
A powerful spiritual storm raged, and the two figures fighting in the sky disappeared from everyone's sight.
Zhu Yu frowned slightly, and suddenly turned his head. Three meters away from him, there stood a pretty female monk.
Li Qinglian?
Li Qinglian didn't expect Zhu Yu's perception to be so sharp. Her face changed slightly, but immediately she showed disgust and said:
"Zhuyu, don't think that no one can do anything to you if you hide in the wilderness! Hehe, the small Wanxuan Sect can't protect you at all! You are destined to be an ant, and the final fate of ants can only be killed.
!”
Zhu Yu stared at Li Qinglian and suddenly smiled, with a look of ridicule in his eyes, and said: "Li Qingshan became the leader of Qiance Army. It is said that he relied on shady methods such as chickens and dogs to steal. Unexpectedly, he gave birth to a group of children.
But it's exactly the same.
Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the crowing of cocks and dogs and thieves can only give birth to a group of roosters and dog thieves, who will be the third generation!"
Li Qinglian raised her eyebrows and stared at Zhuyu: "You... are looking for death!"
She was extremely shocked. This time Zhuyu made her feel so different from before.
Didn't he have a mental breakdown a long time ago? How...
Zhu Yu snorted coldly and said: "Li Qinglian, those despicable methods you used will make you pay the price sooner or later! Just wait and wait for that day with peace of mind! That day
I, Zhuyu, will personally take everything back..."
Li Qinglian was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed. She looked at Zhu Yu with such contempt and said:
"Just you? Just a loser like you who only managed to become weak by taking drugs? Just a body like yours that was emptied by alcohol and sex? What a joke..."
She seemed to have met the funniest person in the world, laughing so unbridled.
Zhu Yu felt a sense of extreme disgust and murderous intent in his heart!
This woman Li Qinglian is very similar to Ximen Junyao. She likes to play tricks and is cruel and ruthless. Such a woman deserves to die!
Zhu Yu's heart was filled with murderous intent, but he suppressed it in the end.
He suddenly thought of his own identity. He had no connection with this woman at all. How could he be so excited all of a sudden?
Thinking like this, he had countless realizations in his mind in an instant.
In the "False and True" Secret Realm, he was clearly not Xichu Zhuyu. But he suddenly became emotional. At a certain moment, he suddenly forgot his own identity. It was another "True and False" Secret Realm. The two secret realms were inseparable in an instant.
It went a lot deeper.
Song of the Red Dust: "When falsehood is true, truth is also false; when truth is false, falsehood is also true!"
The moment Zhu Yu and Li Qinglian met each other, Zhu Yu suddenly felt that he was highly integrated with the host, as if he had really become Zhu Yu, the son of King Xi Chu. He was very angry and disgusted with this woman. Extremely disgusted.
But if you think about it differently, if Zhu Yu was the son of King Xi Chu now, would this loser be angry at this moment?
Maybe his legs were already weak from fear, and maybe he had already knelt down and begged for mercy.
Therefore, Zhuyu seems to be no longer himself. But he still seems to be himself. This feeling is very subtle, and these subtleties are all between true and false.
Both true and false, false and true, true and false, false and true.
Zhuyu completely forgot himself. He felt as if he had touched something very mysterious. Is this... is this the great road?
What avenue is this?
The "True and False" secrets of the Three Thousand Avenues, Zhu Yu once again succeeded in enlightenment in this mortal world.
The host body of the red fish had previously touched the profound meaning of transformation, then it had touched the profound truth of merit, and now it had touched the profound truth of "truth and falsehood".
It turns out that there is such a secret hidden in the two secret realms of true and false and false and true.
When Zhuyu touches the three great mysteries, he almost steps into the middle stage of virtual reality.
Besides, Li Qinglian wanted to say something more, but he saw that she did not exist at all in Zhu Yu's eyes, and an extremely strange feeling grew in his heart.
She and Zhu Yu were only three meters apart, but they seemed to be thousands of miles away. This feeling was so strange that it suddenly gave rise to a kind of fear in her heart.
"What...what's going on?"
She never imagined that the squid in front of her was no longer a squid.
She never expected that Zhuyu was comprehending the Great Dao, and his thinking and consciousness had completely entered into the consciousness of the Great Dao.
Now the squid is completely in his own world. Not only him, but also everything around him is not in his world. Naturally, he will feel that the squid is clearly right in front of him, but it seems as far away as the horizon.
At this moment, the two sides fighting in the sky clashed head-on again.
"Boom! Boom!"
A huge sound echoed through the sky.
Two figures, one black and one purple, retreated at the same time.
When the twisted void returned to normal, He Ao retreated a thousand feet and spurted out thick blood.
Yin Changhe also retreated nearly a thousand feet. He desperately used his spiritual power to suppress the surging blood in his heart, but he couldn't suppress it in the end. A touch of bright red blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
This battle...
Yin Changhe took a deep look at He Hai and said: "Mo Zhihai is indeed unpredictable, you are qualified to be my opponent! Next time Xi Chu Hua competes, I will wait for you in Xi Chu City!"