Gu Yusheng withdrew his gaze slightly and looked at Xiao Muqing.
On the Cloud Bridge, Xiao Muqing was wearing the cloud embroidered clothes of Qingyun Sect, followed by several junior sisters from Luochen Peak. Xiao Muqing was elegant and elegant. Although she tried her best to maintain the majesty of being the leader when she walked, she still attracted people when she moved.
The disciples of the Four Swordsmen looked at each other inexplicably.
Xiao Rang died and Yu Qingshan died.
The disciples of the Qingyun Sect who were guarding the Demon Pass were all wiped out.
The leader of this generation.
Even in Qingping Prefecture, there is no prestige at all.
Looking at the Qingyun sect members who couldn't even hold their swords in the martial arts arena, Xiao Muqing's face turned a little ugly. She suppressed her anger and said: "The Qingyun sect and the Sijian sect have always been in the same spirit. Elder Tian is like this today. Is it possible?"
Is there something wrong with Qingyun Sect’s hospitality?”
"I haven't seen you for a few years. I didn't expect that Junior Nephew Xiao has taken charge of the Qingyun Sect. I think about how glorious the Qingyun Sect was when Taoist Brother Xuanji was here. In just a few years, the Qingyun Sect has fallen to this place. It's not that the Qingyun Sect didn't provide good hospitality.
They are all frightened by my sword and cannot afford to pay homage to Master Xiao. I cannot bear such courtesy, so let them all get up."
Elder Tian stood proudly, with his hands behind his back. Even when the leader, Xiao Muqing, came, he did not give any face. Instead, he exuded invisible sword pressure, causing everyone in the Qingyun Sect to kneel on the martial arts field.
The only ones standing were the disciples of the Sijian Sect.
In the past thousand years, has the Qingyun Sect ever suffered such humiliation?
"stand up!"
Xiao Muqing has always been gentle and elegant, but at this moment, his face was as cold as frost, his hands stretched out from his sleeves, and his surging spiritual power was directed at every Qingyun Sect disciple.
However, with her cultivation level in the Sixth Realm, how can she compare to the Elder Tian who is in the Golden Core Realm?
She gritted her teeth, her face was pale and bloodless, her eyes were firm, angry and humiliated.
No matter what, she must save the Qingyun Sect's face.
"Sister, let me help you."
Several female disciples from Luochen Peak behind him took action together, uniting as one, and their spiritual power converged in Xiao Muqing's palms.
Xiao Muqing's mouth was bleeding, and the spiritual power in his hands was visible to the naked eye.
"Head!"
The young disciples of Qingyun Sect all had complicated expressions, moved and angry, while the veterans who had been in Qingyun Sect for many years also looked ashamed at this time, regretting that if they had worked harder, they would have been bullied into the sect by others.
Come on, if the geniuses, elders and senior brothers and sisters of the Qingyun Sect were still there, how could it be the Four Swords Sect's turn to be so arrogant?
"Head!"
On the martial arts field, all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect were all grieving together. They were both prosperous and devastated.
The humiliation of Qingyunmen.
They are humiliated.
In the midst of grief, it seemed as if an unprecedented strength had been gathered.
Clan clang clang clang.
The swords that landed on their ground flew into the air one after another.
Their kneeling bodies were also lifted up by a breeze.
Swish swish swish.
All the disciples of Qingyun Sect waved their swords at the practitioners of Sijian Sect.
"Get out of Qingyunmen!"
Thousands of voices gathered together, and all the disciples of the Sijian Sect vomited blood and looked panicked.
The expression of Elder Tian of the Sijian Sect changed. He glanced at Xiao Muqing in confusion, then stepped on the shadow of his sword and led the crowd towards the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate. "Master Xiao, I am not here on behalf of the Sijian Sect, but on behalf of the Xuanlong Dynasty."
, I will get a positive answer in three days, otherwise, the one who comes to Qingyun Sect will not be as simple as Sijian Sect."
After hearing Elder Tian's words, the joy that had just appeared on the faces of the elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect was once again shrouded in dark clouds.
The Sijian Sect also turned to the Xuanlong Dynasty.
"Sister in charge."
Behind them, the woman in green had a pale complexion and beads of sweat on her forehead. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, the Qingyun Sect had regained some of its dignity. Other elders and disciples came towards them one after another.
At this time, Xiao Muqing, the leader, was stunned on the spot, staring at his own palms.
"Is it him?"
Suddenly, Xiao Muqing turned around with feeling and looked at the green tree.
There is nothing under the green tree.
Xiao Muqing's lips trembled slightly, and he was once again frozen in place, unwilling to move his eyes for a long time.
"Sister in charge?"
"I...I'm fine." Xiao Muqing shook her head slightly, her eyes reddening. She gathered her emotions and walked towards the Demon Suppression Monument step by step. "Everyone, please go and pay your respects. On that monument, there are immortal words from the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect.
Perhaps we will no longer be able to pay our respects to our heroic spirits in a few days."
Xiao Muqing's words made the elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect look sad.
Envoys from the Demon-Slaying Alliance and the Haoqi Alliance came and went, taking away the Qingyun Sect's already tight family resources.
Today, Sijianmen came to the door again.
They represent the Xuanlong Dynasty.
tomorrow.
Who else will come to the door?
The demon-suppressing stele in front of the mountain gate towers into the clouds. The elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect have never been so pious, paying homage and worshiping.
They all know it in their hearts.
Qingyunmen.
Maybe it will be gone the day after tomorrow.
Maybe it will be gone tomorrow.
Maybe it will be gone today.
Worship room.
Dozens more messenger talismans flew outside the mountain gate.
Xiao Muqing held the letter-carrying talisman, stared at the Millennium Demon Suppression Monument, walked to the Cloud Bridge, and a tear slipped silently from the corner of his eye.
"Junior Brother Gu... I know you are back. I know you are helping me, right? Only you dare to carve Master Yu's name on the monument. That position originally belonged to Master Yu. Master said that you will
For those who have returned, the Qingyunmen formation has been changed, except that it has not been changed to the mountain boundary. If you come back, it will be like going home."
"Junior Brother Gu."
Xiao Muqing bit her lips tightly.
"Back in Xianhuzhou, I knew you were the one who secretly saved us. Senior sister believes that you are still the junior brother I know. You are kind, persistent, and have a good heart."
…
Outside Qingyun Gate.
Elder Tian led his disciples to walk on the broad road. Behind him, although the disciples of Sijian Sect were injured, they were all arrogant, because they not only showed their power in Qingyun Sect and caused Qingyun Sect to lose face, but after they returned, they could also be attacked by Xuanlong.
A commendation from His Majesty.
In the future, Qingpingzhou will be respected by Sijianmen.
"The head of Qingyun Sect is so young."
"Yes, if I had known that the girl from the Xiao family was the leader, I should have been more sympathetic to her and have more friendship with her during the Qingyun Sect competition three years ago."
Most of these disciples of the Four Swords Sect following Elder Tian are actually practitioners who have been in the Sijian Sect for many years. Even the people who just disturbed the situation in the ring are actually specially selected people. This place in Qingping Prefecture
, the location is remote, and the spiritual power is far less intense than in other states, how can there be so many geniuses!
"Uncle, where are we going?"
Elder Tian looked proud: "Please behave yourself, and I will take you to meet the emperor of the Xuanlong Dynasty, a truly powerful man in the world."
"real?"
"Very good."
The practitioners of Sijianmen all looked happy, yearning for the chair of power.
Even if it's just a dog beside the Emperor of Xuanlong Dynasty.
It’s quite a success!
"It's not necessary to meet the emperor. It's more appropriate for you to meet the King of Hell."
The cold voice seemed to come from hell.
Elder Tian's pupils shrank, and the powerful sword energy extended in all directions, turning the grass, trees, frost and rocks into powder.