Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

Sun Moon Hall.

"Blood Knife, Yue Buqun, my hall master ordered you two to raise troops immediately to face the Qingcheng faction."

"My hall master has only one request, shoot and kill!"

The chilling voice of Dongfang Bubai sounded.

The Xuantian Demon Sect will not be violated, and those who dare to invade will die!

"The blood knife leads the order."

"Yue Buqun takes the lead."

Xuedao Yue Buqun acted immediately.

Not long after, all the elite masters of Xuantian Demon Sect gathered.

Not many people, more than [-] people.

But among these 300 people, there are 63 spirits who have broken through hundreds of caves, and the rest are all in the realm of moving blood.

Looking thousands of miles away, this force is terrifying.

After all, the Qingcheng faction, the second-rate top, is only more than 20 monks who transform spirits.

"Set off."

The Blood Knife Patriarch and Yue Buqun led the team out of the Xuantian Demon Sect aggressively.

"My lord, I'm going down."

Dongfang Bubai said goodbye to Ji Wushang, and was about to leave with the team.

"East."

Ji Wushang shouted.

"What else does the Lord command?"

Dongfang Bubai looked back and asked.

"be careful."

Ji Wushang said softly.

Dongfang Bubai did not take the promotion pill, and was still at the peak of Guiyi at this moment.

And Han Yinqiao, the old head of the Qingcheng School, is also rumored to be at the peak of Guiyi.

Although it is rumored, but not afraid of [-] is afraid of just in case.

"Don't worry, Lord."

"The subordinate will return safely."

Dongfang Bubai smiled, and everything paled.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Ji Wushang nodded.

Dongfang Bubai turned around and left.

"Xiaoyaohou."

Looking at Dongfang Bubai's back, Ji Wushang always felt unsafe.

"Lord."

The figure of Xiaoyaohou appeared in front of Ji Wushang without warning.

"Go, follow in secret, if there is no danger to your life, you don't need to take action."

Ji Wushang ordered.

"Subordinates obey."

As soon as the words fell, Xiaoyaohou's body suddenly turned into a puddle of black liquid and sank into the ground, disappearing.

"So safe and secure."

Ji Wushang murmured.

……

Red River Valley.

"Master, let me tell you that more than three hundred people from the Xuantian Demon Sect are rushing towards us, less than five hundred miles away."

He Zisheng hurriedly came to Zhang Suibin from a distance and said.

"Humph!"

"How brave!"

"A mere third-rate demon sect dares to take the initiative to attack our Qingcheng sect."

"This time, I will let Xuantian Demon Sect know what second-rate anger is!"

"All the disciples obey the order, set up camp, recharge your energy and store up your energy, and line up to wait for the enemy!"

Zhang Suibin glared at King Kong.

He couldn't remember how many years it had been since no one dared to provoke the Qingcheng faction like this.

Maybe it's been a long time, and the world has forgotten how his Qingcheng faction broke through from many third-rate forces to second-rate forces.

That's just right, use the blood of Xuantian Demon Sect to awaken the awe in people's hearts.

"Yes."

More than [-] disciples of Qingcheng School responded loudly.

The next day.

More than [-] people from Xuantian Demon Sect arrived in the Red River Valley.

Dongfang Bubai, peerless in red, stood first, followed by the ancestor of the saber and Yue Buqun, who were full of evil spirit and blood.

Three hundred against two thousand, but they are as imposing as a rainbow, without any fear.

In front of the two sects.

"The remnants of the Xuantian Demon Sect, surrender quickly, otherwise, you will die without a place to die!"

He Zisheng, the chief disciple of the Qingcheng School, shouted wildly.

"Ignorant and fearless, I will chop you into meat sauce later."

The ancestor of Xuedao was angry, and stepped forward with a fierce expression.

"This person……"

Zhang Suibin looked at the Blood Knife Patriarch, frowning tightly.

He couldn't see the depth of this bald monk.

Really weird.

And the woman in red who was the leader of the Xuantian Demon Sect, although she didn't move, gave him an invisible pressure.

He only felt this kind of pressure from his master Han Yinqiao.

Could it be that the woman in red is a master at the same level as his master?

Impossible, impossible!

Zhang Suibin quickly drove this absurd idea out of his mind.

His master Han Yinqiao is a master at the peak of Guiyi, and now he is almost breaking into the position of venerable.

How could there be such a small third-rate demon sect?

"God has the virtue of good life, Xuantian Demon Sect, I will give you one last chance to surrender quickly."

Zhang Suibin gathered his energy and drank violently, and the coercion of Guiyi swept the audience.

"Vote for your mother."

"Something that doesn't know how to live or die."

The Blood Knife Patriarch was very displeased with Zhang Suibin's superior attitude, and immediately vomited and cursed.

"court death!"

"All the disciples obey the order, kill me, and leave no one behind!"

Zhang Suibin's face was ashen when he heard the words, and he was furious and ordered.

"Yes."

The 2000 people's momentum was astounding, and all their weapons came out, killing towards Xuantian Demon Sect like a torrent of steel.

In an instant, the earth trembled, shouting and killing everywhere.

"Blood knife."

Dongfang Bubai didn't move like a mountain in the face of the rolling crowd.

With this strength, even when she ruled the Sun Moon God Sect back then, it couldn't compare to it.

Just a small scene!

"Subordinates are here."

The blood knife responded.

"Go, chop off his head!"

A murderous look flashed in Dongfang Bubai's beautiful eyes.

"As ordered."

Xuedao naturally knew that Dongfang Bubai was talking about Zhang Suibin.

Looking at the Qingcheng sect, one is united into one, six major dharma forms, and more than twenty spirits.

Only Zhang Suibin, who returned to the fifth heaven, was worth his shot.

"Grandpa's."

"Die to my ancestor!"

Blood Knife Patriarch was full of fierceness, stepped forward with one step, and unsheathed the knife on his back.

An unknown saber intent burst forth, pouring out like a volcanic eruption.

The two thousand Qingcheng sect disciples were the first to bear the brunt, and they were directly forced to stop by the saber intent, and the heart palpitations couldn't help rushing to their hearts.

"what happened?"

"What coercion is this?"

"It seems to be a big horror!"

...

Under the shroud of saber intent, everyone was inexplicably terrified and timid.

"how is this possible?"

Zhang Suibin's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the blood knife ancestor in disbelief.

What did he see?

The bald monk actually released the power of the sword.

This is the sign of the strong one!

In the third-rate demon sect, there is actually a strong one who returns to one.

How can this be?

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Zhang Suibin's heart sank slightly.

First Elder Liu Xide and Second Elder Chen Xun went away for a long time and did not return.

He thought it was a delay.

Looking at it now, I'm afraid it's already more or less ominous.

"I'm your grandpa!"

The Blood Knife Patriarch ignored Zhang Suibin at all, swung his long knife, and swept out all the disciples of the Qingcheng School.

A gigantic saber suddenly appeared, and it cut straight at the crowd with terrifying power.

"presumptuous!"

"Could it be that you think that you are the only one who is in the Unity Realm?"

Zhang Suibin was furious, he rushed out in front of all the disciples, raised his hand and punched out.

The shadow of the giant fist crossed the sky and collided with the huge sword light.

Boom…

There was a roar of explosions, strong winds rolled in all directions, and sand and stones flew across, causing chaos.

"Wow quack, good job."

The Blood Knife Patriarch smiled excitedly and raised his knife.

"Come with me if you have the ability!"

After Zhang Suibin glanced behind him, his figure flashed away into the distance.

There are two thousand disciples of the Qingcheng faction behind him, if the two strong men who return to one fight unscrupulously here, the Qingcheng faction will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The Blood Knife Patriarch was not afraid at all, and jumped in pursuit.

"Yue Buqun, not one left!"

Dongfang Bubai ignored Xue Dao and Zhang Suibin.

Xue Dao was originally a master of the seventh level of Dharma Aspects. He took the cultivation base promotion pill and went straight to the seventh level of Guiyi. He had no suspense against Zhang Suibin, who was at the fifth level of Guiyi.

"As ordered."

"All disciples, follow me to kill!"

Yue Buqun's voice was high-pitched, and he took the lead.

"kill!"

The elite of the Three Hundred Suns and Moon Hall came out together.

The spiritual energy exploded, the cultivation base bloomed, and the bullfighting spirit rushed.

"what?"

"Why are there so many spiritual transformation caves?"

The expressions of the five elders of the Qingcheng sect changed drastically.

Although the Qingcheng faction has a large number of people, most of them are disciples below the blood-moving state.

These disciples are basically useless against the cultivators of the Hualing Cave Profound Realm.

"Fourth Elder, Fifth Elder, Sixth Elder, Seventh Elder, Eighth Elder, I will block the person who looks like you, and leave the others to you!"

The third elder of the Qingcheng faction made a decisive decision and rushed towards Yue Buqun.

"Great idea, but you're looking for the wrong person!"

"Sword phase, Zixia potential!"

"Evil Resisting Sword Technique!"

Yue Buqun smiled disdainfully.

If a Dharma Appearance Eightfold can block him, then he, Yue, is in vain!

The purple giant sword on the back is condensed, like a streamer galloping, stabbing straight at the three elders.

The swords swept across the sky, flesh and blood flew everywhere they passed, and all the disciples of the Qingcheng School fell.

The three elders of Qingcheng sect wanted to tear their eyes open, they also summoned their dharma ministers, and blatantly charged at Yue Buqun's dharma master with a giant sword.

boom…

The two great laws collided, the loud noise shook the sky, and the storm surged violently.

"what…"

"Do not…"

In the chaos, there was a scream.

"not good!"

The remaining four elders of the Qingcheng faction heard it clearly, it was the voice of their own third elder.

"Eighth Heaven of Dharma, also want to block me!"

"Death is more than enough!"

Yue Buqun's contemptuous voice came out of the confusion.

Chaos returns to calm.

The eyes of the four elders of the Qingcheng School suddenly froze.

Because, when they saw their third elder, they were cut in half by a sword!

"How can it be so strong?"

The hearts of the four elders of the Qingcheng School trembled wildly.

The third elder is a master of the Eighth Layer of Dharma Appearance!

To kill an opponent in one face-to-face?

Then they still play a fart!

"Yue Buqun, quick battle!"

Dongfang Bubai's voice sounded like a death knell.

"Yes, Hall Master!"

Yue Buqun responded, and immediately went to kill the remaining elders of the Qingcheng faction.

"Siege!"

The faces of the four elders of the Qingcheng School changed drastically, and they couldn't care about anything else.

Their cultivation base is not as good as the third elder, and the third elder was killed with a single sword, who dares to stop alone?

"Siege?"

"is that useful?"

Yue Buqun was disdainful, and fought with the four of them with his sword.

The war broke out in full swing.