No one glanced at Ling Shang, as if her sudden fall from the seat had never happened.
The Qinglong Sect stood up, followed by the Longyue Sect, Fenghua Pavilion, and Qingfeng Sect, all of whom also stood in the Fengwang City camp.
Only the head of the Tianmen Sect sat calmly on his seat without moving at all. Feng Xiao glanced at Head Yun and found that Head Yun had no intention of standing over, so he had no choice but to give up.
As for the other sects, Penglai Pavilion has always remained neutral, and no one can force them. The Holy Witch Sect has already stood behind the Netherworld Palace early, obviously wanting to join the Netherworld Palace. Then only the Tangshan Sect is left.
and Hanwu Pavilion. To Feng Xiao's surprise, they didn't even move.
The Tangshan Sect has always acted on its own terms and rarely interacted with other sects. It is understandable that they did not stand up. However, Hanwu Pavilion is a bit puzzling.
Even the disciples of the Cold Mist Pavilion couldn't help but ask the Pavilion Master of the Cold Mist Pavilion: "Pavilion Master, are we really not going to go there?"
The Pavilion Master of Hanwu Pavilion shuddered, frowned slightly, and stared coldly at the situation at the venue. Finally, he coldly uttered four words: "Just wait and see what happens."
This is not the time to choose.
He never thought that Netherworld Palace would really lose this battle.
Therefore, there is no need to take sides in this battle, just wait and see what happens.
Among the six sects and three pavilions, four have not moved, and one has stood on the side of Netherworld Palace. Although Fengwang City still has an absolute advantage, it is still far beyond the reach of Feng Xiao, who always demands perfection.
met his expectations.
The most annoying thing is that the small sects who were originally on their side have now become cowards in order to protect themselves, and no one is leaning forward. Because of An Xishu's behavior,
The number of masters in the hidden world who coveted the artifacts he promised to give away was also greatly reduced.
This was much worse than he expected.
It's just that this time is not the time to care about this. This time, no matter what, he can't let go of Netherworld Palace.
Everyone present understood what was going on, and they didn't know who made the move first. In short, soon, the entire venue turned into a Shura field, and the brilliance of the fight filled the sky. After the brilliance, what fell was
The thick smell of blood.
Several masters from Fengwang City and several people from Qinglong Sect restrained Mo Yao. Feng Xiao immediately went to warn Feng You who had remained motionless: "Go and kill An Xishu, immediately!"
Feng You glanced at him lazily and suddenly shouted: "Brother, behind the back! Behind the back!"
Feng Xiao's expression changed. Sure enough, someone was attacking him from behind. He had no choice but to fight and did not see the slight smile on Feng You's lips.
Feng Xiying, like Feng You, did not take action when the battle began. The scene was too chaotic, and both he and Feng You were fearful of strength, so unless they were people who wanted to kill them, they would not
He will easily come over and take the initiative to fight with them.
Moreover, there are few people on the Netherworld Palace side, and there are many people on the Phoenix King City side, so if these two people don't take action, the other party can't take action to deal with them, so the two of them stand in the field, and they feel a bit out of place.
"You go and save my mother. As long as my mother is fine, I will join hands with you!" Feng Xiying whispered.
Feng You nodded: "Okay, give me a stick of incense and cover for me first! I'll go find your mother!"