Demon Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1854 Battle!
Time is passing slowly.

The people from the three major sects are gathering, and the disciples of Tianshan Pavilion are also gathering.

At the south gate, millions of Tianshan Pavilion disciples have already arrived.

Standing in the starry sky and looking at it, there are still a steady stream of figures, in the midst of galloping, seeming to start at the fastest speed, coming towards the south gate.

"Humph!"

Looking at these figures, Duan Yihen snorted coldly, his voice was mixed with the power of cultivation, like thunder.

"Until now, an hour has passed. Could it be that Ren Qinghuan is still sleeping and dreaming, and only let you disciples come out? What's the use of following this kind of pavilion master?!"

"Bullshit!"

On the star of Tianshan Mountain, a figure slowly lifted into the sky, it was the great elder, Xiaoyaozi.

"Cyanwood Pavilion, Mutang Sect, Demon God Sect!"

Xiaoyaozi said: "Sects like yours only know how to invade and enjoy themselves, completely disregarding the life and death of their disciples. Where is your so-called suzerain going?"

"What did you say?!"

Duan Yihen suddenly looked cold, pointed at Xiaoyaozi and said, "If I remember correctly, you should be the great elder of Tianshan Pavilion, Xiaoyaozi?"

Xiaoyaozi looked at him coldly, but didn't speak.

Duan Yihen said again: "What kind of thing are you, dare to talk to this sect like this? A mere Void Heaven Realm, is the seventh rank, and this sect can kill you backhandedly, do you believe it or not?"

"Then you have a try!" Xiaoyaozi was not afraid at all.

"It's really courageous. A Void Heaven Realm dares to provoke this sect like this."

Murderous intent suddenly appeared on Duan Yihen's face: "Come on!"

"call out!"

Immediately, a figure appeared in front of Duan Yihen.

"My disciples of Qingmu Pavilion, have you assembled yet?" Duan Yihen asked impatiently.

"In half an hour, all the assembly will be completed." The Qingmu Pavilion disciple said respectfully.

"it is good!"

Duan Yihen took a deep breath, pointed at Xiaoyaozi and said, "In this case, the sect allows you to live another half an hour!"

"Who will die and who will live? It's really uncertain." Xiaoyaozi sneered.

……

In the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed.

As the Cyanwood Pavilion disciple said, not only the Cyanwood Pavilion, Mutang Sect, but also everyone from the Demon God Sect has been completely assembled.

"Ren Qinghuan, get out!"

Duan Yihen didn't hesitate any longer, and directly yelled: "Many men covet your beauty, but in my opinion, strength is the real last word! You are also the majestic Pavilion Master of Tianshan Pavilion, a first-grade Divine Sea Realm Strong man, I have been waiting for the three major sects to arrive here for nearly two hours, but you are still like a turtle, you have not shown up, if you are afraid, you should surrender quickly, so as not to waste this sect's time!"

"get out!"

"get out!"

"get out!!!"

Many violent shouts came out from the mouths of the disciples of the three major sects at this moment.

They were all shaking the weapons in their hands, and their bodies burst out with cultivation power, and their sarcasm became more and more intense.

At this very moment——

"Wow!"

A figure suddenly flashed across the void, like a long rainbow, and its speed was extremely fast. Except for Duan Yihen, Xie Lian, and Wanyan Honglie, who were in the Divine Sea Realm, they couldn't see clearly at all.

Almost in an instant, this figure rushed into the crowd of Qingmu Pavilion.

In the next moment, a sky-shattering aqua-blue sword light streaked across the void, heading straight for Duan Yihen.

"boom!!!"

The astonishing roar exploded at this moment, and Duan Yihen was not afraid. His figure retreated slightly, and an iron chain appeared in his hand. At the end of the iron chain, there was a huge ball tied to it. All of the balls were sharp. Spikes exude a cold color.

He didn't say anything, and with a wave of his palm, the iron ball was immediately lifted out, and directly collided with the water-blue sword light.

When the two came into contact, they trembled violently, and then quickly disappeared in the starry sky.

Everything happened at an extremely fast speed, and until this moment, the previous figure had just appeared.

The once pale yellow gauze turned dark blue at this moment.

That beautiful hair, like three thousand black hairs, cascades down like water and waterfalls.

The beautiful figure, the alluring face, and the icy aura like an iceberg, all of them showed the identity of this person.

The owner of Tianshan Pavilion, Ren Qinghuan!
When they saw Ren Qinghuan clearly, many disciples of the three major sects couldn't help but gasp.

It's not because of Ren Qinghuan's strength, but because...she is really beautiful.

This kind of beauty is not illusion, it is innate.

Especially that icy temperament made many men feel a desire to subdue him.

"You really came out!"

Duan Yihen stared at Ren Qinghuan, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "I thought you planned to stay in the Tianshan Pavilion for the rest of your life!"

Ren Qinghuan raised her eyes slightly, pointed her long sword at Duan Yihen, and said indifferently: "You are not worthy."

"Whether you deserve it or not is not up to you!"

Duan Yihen showed a look of disdain: "Ren Qinghuan, don't say that this sect is merciless. Although you have 5000 million disciples in Tianshan Pavilion, you and I both know that this kind of war depends on the outcome between the high-level! Many, what's the use? This sect has already inquired clearly, your Tianshan Pavilion's Shenhai realm is only two, how can you compete with so many strong people from my three major sects? It is enough to crush you to death, let alone me, Qingmu Pavilion and Mutangzong!"

"Your nonsense is really too much."

The wind whistled, and Ren Qinghuan's hair was blown up, and it fell on the fair and smooth face, which seemed to have a kind of poignant beauty.

Her nature is not to hesitate, at this moment the words fell, she stepped out again, and rushed straight to Duan Yihen.

Duan Yihen sneered, his figure retreated quickly, and at the same time shouted violently: "Qingmu Pavilion, do it!"

"Wow wow wow..."

The disciples of the Qingmu Pavilion who had been prepared for a long time suddenly said nothing, and the monstrous bombardment came, forming a line of defense, and for a while, Ren Qinghuan's figure was really blocked.

"Although the human sea tactics are useless, it depends on what level you are at. Your level of Divine Sea Realm is not enough." Duan Yihen stood in the distance, looking at ease.

"boom!"

There was a sudden roar in the distance, it was the suzerain of Mutang Sect, Xie Lian made a move.

Under his old figure, there is an extremely terrifying power hidden.

The shot at this moment is earth-shattering, and the coercion of the Divine Sea Realm radiates, shocking the world.

There are countless illusory long swords, like a sword array, turned into a storm, spinning from the starry sky.

Ren Qinghuan frowned lightly, and with a sweep of the long sword, a thousand-foot sword light transformed into a fierce slash on the illusory long sword storm.

(End of this chapter)