Fantasy: Ten thousand times the return, I rely on my apprentice to become the emperor

Chapter 78 Brawl
"Oh? It turned out to be the old man who slaughtered the half-sage!"

Chang Jian half-sage was wearing a white robe and looked very elegant. When he saw Half-sacred Demon Slayer, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

So, today's game is a collaboration between Tianque Bansheng, Kuang Vientiane, Langya Holy Land, and Heavenly Holy Land?

Goal: Destroy the remnants of Qingyuan Holy Land and Yangui Sect.

The main hunting target: Xu Yuan!
The rest of the alchemist camp is also very united, they have insight into today's "situation", they are innocent.

Not all of them, some of them are accomplices, of course, in the eyes of Tianque Saint, they are just some pawns.

The half-sage Tumo drew out a silver spear, narrowed his eyes slightly, and took the elixir of heaven, and his appearance returned to that of a middle-aged man.

The barrel of the gun hit the ground, and countless cracks appeared. From his expression, he might be able to see the solemnity, but there was absolutely no fear.

He took a heavy step, and the will revealed in his eyes was the hardest thing in the world: "If you want to move Xu Yuan, ask me first."

Half Saint Chang Jian shook his head without even taking out his sword, and said, "Senior Half Saint Slaughtering Demon, if you were at your peak, I would naturally respect you, but now you have a few catties and taels, you are the most clear."

"so what?"

The half-sacred demon slayer naturally did not recover to the peak, how could it be that simple to return to the peak?
Even so, he didn't take half a step back.

Chang Jian Bansheng frowned and said: "Do you think I dare not kill you? I just don't want to get into trouble, but it doesn't mean I'm afraid of getting into trouble."

"What about adding me?"

The ruler half-sage stepped forward and stood in a row with his father.

The half-sage Tumo glared at her, and said every word: "Stand aside for me!"

Bansheng Chizhang naturally didn't listen, turned his head to one side and said, "Bujia! There are no cowards!"

Half-sage Chang Jian said: "Okay! Half-sacred demon slaughter, I know you are a stubborn bull, you go together!"

Half-sage Tumo glared at his daughter, and shouted, "If you dare to step forward, don't call me daddy!"

Although Langya Holy Land is strong, it will not provoke the not weak Chizhang Holy Land for no reason.

After finishing speaking, a blue light burst out from the body of Half-Saint Tu Mo, and he stabbed out with a spear.

The half-sage Chang Jian didn't even draw his sword, just used the scabbard to repel the half-sacred demon.

"Half-sacred Demon Slayer, you are getting old."

Bansheng Chizhang rushed up, but also repelled.

Xu Yuan stood on the spot, a little dignified. Langya Holy Land is very cautious, and it deserves to be able to secure its position as one of the top ten super holy lands.

Just aware of Xu Yuan's potential, he immediately sent a strong man like Changjian Half Saint to kill him.

According to Xu Yuan's judgment, Chang Jian's semi-sacred cultivation base is at least in the late stage of the semi-sacred realm.

Mo Jinya came with two sixth-rank Taoist emperors, aiming at Xu Yuan's group.

Langya Holy Land brought a lot of people, as well as the powerhouses from the Heavenly Holy Land, they almost mobilized all of them, and these people started to attack the surrounding alchemists.

These alchemists naturally brought guards with them when they went out, but no one thought that this would happen. Although the guards were strong, they were still not enough to look at in front of these people.

Soon, they begged for mercy from Saint Tianque.

"All killed."

Tianque Saint's answer was only three short words.

A confidant hesitated, and said: "Saint, these are all high-level alchemists. If they are all killed, it will be a huge loss to the association."

Tianque Saint's tone gradually became impatient, and it was still the same three words: "Kill them all!"

That look seemed to say, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Half Saint Chang Jian walked towards Xu Yuan and said, "That's right, the alchemy is very good, and the cultivation is not bad."

"The mistake is that you shouldn't be from Qingyuan Holy Land, let alone collude with Yan Guizong."

Standing beside Xu Yuan, Zhu Houdao shouted, "Help!"

Chang Jian half-sage frowned, he didn't like this kind of person the most, and he was going to give Zhu Houdao a second with his sword first.

At this time, a voice appeared, and it was quite impatient.

"What are you shouting for? Can you have a bit of the prestige of Qingyuan Holy Land?"

Chang Jian's semi-sacred gaze instantly noticed a corner of the field, where the Sixth Patriarch was sipping wine and roast chicken, dressed in ragged clothes like a beggar.

But when Half-Saint Changjian saw the eyes of the Sixth Patriarch, his expression immediately became heavy.

The Sixth Patriarch threw away the bone in his hand, and wiped his hand on his clothes casually twice.

"Who is Chang Huodao?"

"The grandfather at home."

The Sixth Patriarch's eyes suddenly darkened.

There was a frantic fight over there, but this side was a place where high combat power gathered, but there was no fight.

"Back then, the holy school was opened in Qingyuan Holy Land. Your grandfather was bullied by a group of people, but I was a lecturer and reprimanded those people. Your grandfather said that he would be grateful to me for the rest of his life."

The half-sage Chang Jian knew who the Sixth Patriarch was, and his expression didn't change, he said: "Senior was already a half-sage back then, but he is still a half-sage now, and my junior is also a half-sage."

"This world is cruel and can eat people! For a reason, I can give you ten seconds to escape."

The Sixth Patriarch laughed wildly, his white hair fluttering without wind, like an old devil born deep in the mountains.

"I don't know that there is awe in my heart, and I can't accomplish great things. Since your grandfather didn't participate in that battle, I can give you ten seconds to take these people away, otherwise, I will go to see the King of Hades."

Half Saint Chang Jian also laughed: "You are old just like Half Saint Tumo. Qingyuan Holy Land and Langya Holy Land have such a deep enmity, but you tell us to run away? If I were you, I would kill with my sword!"

The Sixth Patriarch glanced at Xu Yuan, and said deeply, "It's different."

He took out a piece of dead wood, and Xu Yuan recognized it as the sixth patriarch's coffin board.

No, when the Sixth Patriarch and the Seventh Patriarch made a bet, and the Sixth Patriarch won, this coffin might belong to the Seventh Patriarch.

The figure of the Sixth Patriarch disappeared, and only echoed a sentence: "Qingyuan Erlang, follow the old man, kill!"

The next moment, the Sixth Patriarch appeared in front of Half Saint Chang Jian, a coffin board covering the sky and sun, Half Saint Chang Jian didn't even have time to draw his sword, and took a few steps back.

Xu Yuan thought about it, staring at the eyes of Kuang Wanxiang and Tianque Saint.

There is a saying that, to capture the thief, first capture the king.

The half-sage Changjian is also the king, and he has already been blocked by the sixth patriarch, so the rest will be handed over to him.

Zhu Houdao patted his thigh: "Sixth Patriarch, my sixth son can't fight!"

A third-rank Taoist emperor rushed over, Zhu Houdao yelled, and in desperation, he shouted directly to Xu Yuan: "Junior brother, save me."

And Xu Yuan has already soared into the sky: "Senior Brother Six, I believe in you, you are Qing Yuan Erlang."

Zhu Houdao smashed the third-rank Taoist emperor to pieces with an alchemy furnace, and said anxiously: "I'm just a small alchemist!"

"Xu Yuan!"

Kuang Wanxiang shouted loudly, and the two sixth-rank Taoist emperors rushed up immediately.

"Hand over alchemy and leave your whole body!"

Xu Yuan didn't answer him, what answered him was a sword!
puff!

A sixth-rank Taoist emperor was directly cut open, and the destructive power of the Zhuxian Sword wiped out the life of this Taoist emperor.

One sword, a sixth-rank Daohuang.