At this time, Jiang Qingyao had fainted. She had suffered severe injuries one after another, and her body could no longer bear it.
After all, Jiang Qingyao is just an ordinary person and has never practiced.
In the field, everyone watching the battle was shocked by the scene in front of them.
No one expected that such an old man would suddenly appear and be extremely powerful.
With just one palm, Su Qiye was knocked away.
If someone hadn't stopped him, this palm would have been enough to make Su Qiye explode.
"Who is this old man? So powerful!"
"I think the guy riding the horse in the back looks a bit like a member of the Dan Sect. Could this old man be from the Dan Sect?"
"Hiss, I remembered what you said. That boy seems to be the one who was slashed away by a sword in a fight with that good-for-nothing Su Qiye some time ago, right?"
"Yes, yes, I remembered it too!"
Many spectators in the audience began to discuss.
On that day, many people witnessed Su Qiye's sparring match with Mo Chen.
"Oh~ It turned out to be that good-for-nothing. He was chopped away by that good-for-nothing Su Qiye's sword."
"So are all the people in Danzong such rubbish?"
At this time, the old man with the goatee looked at the person coming.
"Chen'er, why are you here?" the goatee old man asked with a frown.
At the same time, there was also a trace of surprise in his heart, because he felt that the palm of his right hand was punctured!
A very domineering sword energy invaded the body and wanted to tear his flesh and blood apart!
This boy's sword energy is so violent!
"He's from the Dan Sect!"
At this moment, someone didn't know who screamed in surprise.
Zhao Qian and Zhao Tianmu were both stunned. They thought someone from the Lingjian Sect had arrived, and they would be saved.
Zhao Tianmu was a little desperate.
But Zhao Qian had a wild smile on his face, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.
"My letter worked after all!" Zhao Qian laughed proudly.
At this moment, the old man with the goatee looked at Zhao Qian.
"Did you write this letter? What is your relationship with the Lingjian Sect?" the old man with the goatee asked.
"My daughter is a direct disciple of the leader of the Lingjian Sect and a Taoist companion of Jian Wushuang!" Zhao Qian said, his words full of arrogance, as if he was arrogant.
After hearing this, the old man with the goatee suddenly realized.
"Is it true that my disciple was injured by Su Qiye's sword?" the old man with the goatee continued to ask.
Zhao Qian endured the severe pain and gritted his teeth and said: "Of course, many of the people present saw it with their own eyes that day. If you don't believe it, you can ask them!"
"Is what he said true?" The old man with the goatee glanced around the audience and asked in a cold voice.
The crowd watching the battle in the audience looked at the old man and were frightened by the terrifying power he unleashed.
A few people couldn't stand this momentum and immediately fell to their knees and said tremblingly: "Yes...yes..."
"That day, Su Qiye did kill a young man with one blow. The young man behind him was taken away by five middle-aged men carrying swords on their backs."
After receiving the confirmation, the old man with the goatee became even more angry.
He turned his head and glanced at Su Qiye, then murderous intent emerged.
He was about to raise his big hand and slap Su Qiye!
At this time, Mo Chen hurriedly ran onto the martial arts field.
"Master! Don't do anything! Listen to me!" Mo Chen shouted breathlessly.
At this time, Mo Chen's face was full of eager worry.
Mo Chen's master is the old man with a goatee, the seventh elder of the Dan Sect, Qin Wuhai.
He almost protects his calf. Anyone who dares to bully his apprentice will be killed directly!
"Why can't you take action? That kid almost killed you with one sword strike!" Qin Wuhai said angrily.
"The Xuanqing Pill you took was refined by him!" Mo Chen gasped and said loudly.
At this time, Mo Chen felt that his throat was about to smoke. In order to catch up with his master, he almost risked his life.
Holding the unconscious Jiang Qingyao, Su Qiye's face turned cold to its lowest point.
There was no expression on his face, he looked neither happy nor sad nor angry.
But after people see it, they can't help but feel embarrassed in their hearts.
"Brother failed to protect you!" Su Qiye said in a low voice, his words were very flat and did not show any emotion.
However, in his heart, the murderous intention was like a raging flame, sweeping across the entire world.
The Juetian Divine Sword in the sea of swords seems to have something in mind.
At this moment, the buzzing began to tremble and make a roaring sound.
One after another, sword energy soared into the sky!
It seemed like he was waiting for Su Qiye to draw his sword!
Su Qiye gently touched Jiang Qingyao's cheek, and then stood up slowly.
The moment he stood up.
Suddenly there was a loud rumbling sound and the sky and the earth began to grow gloomy.
It was like thunder, but there was no lightning.
Everyone was shocked by this sudden change.
No one understands what happened.
Outside Qingyun City, a dozen miles away, a group of people came running quickly.
There were seven people in total, led by an old man who was in his sixties. He had gray hair on his temples and was wearing a white robe, which gave him an air of immortality.
"What happened today?" Behind the old man, several young people looked up at the sky, their eyes full of doubts.
"There is a strange phenomenon in the sky? But there is no strange phenomenon here. It is a sunny day with thunder? There is no lightning."
These young people were all talking to each other in confusion.
"Stop fucking talking nonsense. Someone in the sect is in danger. Judging from the color of this jade talisman, it's a deacon! It's in the direction of Qingyun City! Let's hurry up and get there!" The two gray-haired old men yelled angrily.
Then the group of people quickened their pace.
On the other side outside Qingyun City, dozens of miles away in the sky.
A flying sword cut through the sky at high speed, and several people stood on top of the flying sword.
The leader was a middle-aged man, dressed in black, dancing in the wind, with a gleam of excitement between his eyebrows.
"My good disciple, are you serious about what you said? That boy is in Qingyun City?" The middle-aged man asked excitedly to a young woman behind him.
"Reporting to Master, I specially asked someone to draw a portrait of this person. Then I asked people to inquire around and confirmed that he is the young master of the Su family in Qingyun City, named Su Qiye!" Wang Churan said truthfully.
"Sister, according to the information we have learned, Su Qiye from the Su family in Qingyun City is a loser. He cannot condense the sea of qi. Are you sure they are the same person? Moreover, the Spirit Sword Sect is selecting disciples in Qingyun City today.
If we just pass the days like this, this is already considered crossing the line, right? Qingyun City is not within the scope of our Tianxuan Sect..."
Mu Xue on the side said, with worry on her face.
"Hmph! What nonsense is the Lingjian Sect? As long as what Churan said is true, even if I join the Lingjian Sect, I have to grab it! In these years, my Seventh Peak has only recruited a few disciples, and they have all been defeated by that
A bunch of dogs took everything away!"
After hearing this, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain and anger, and he immediately made up his mind.
The Spirit Sword Sect is seven hundred miles away from Qingyun City.
"Sect Master, something bad happened. Deacon Liu's soul lamp went out..."
"What?!" The leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, who was sitting in the luxurious seven-story pavilion, suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with light.
He was no longer as calm and composed as before.
Zhao Suyue, who was sitting in front of him and listening to his explanation of the scriptures, also stood up in shock, her eyes full of worry and nervousness!
"Master, then my father and my brother!" Zhao Suyue looked at the leader of the Lingjian Sect.