After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

The golden lotus blossomed in the air, and countless golden lights turned into sharp blades, cutting all the invaders into pieces. The blood splattered everywhere, and was all absorbed by the golden lotus.

Those who had not yet stepped forward were filled with fear and felt a chill all over their bodies. They turned around and tried to escape, but were pierced all over by the golden light and fell to the ground with their eyes open.

After a while, all the invaders were killed, and no one survived.

Jun Fengshan, covered in blood, arrived late with disciples from the Wendao Sword Sect.

He bowed to Wen Xianyun and said, "Sorry, I'm late!"

There was a hint of red in Jun Fengshan's serious eyes, and he looked guilty. They had rushed here as fast as they could, but it was still too late.

Wen Xianyun saw that he was covered in injuries, and he knew everything, so he reached out and patted his hands.

"No, thank you for coming."

The disciples of the Wendao Sword Sect were extremely reluctant to see the bloody corpses all over the ground, so they helped the disciples of the Guiyun Sect clean up the battlefield and collect the bodies of the dead disciples.

This long-planned attack ended in such a tragic way.

Everyone thought so, and the disciples of Guiyun Sect breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment the jumping string was released, even though they were used to seeing corpses and blood in the world of immortal cultivation where the strong preyed on the weak, they still felt sad and scared when they saw so many people dead, blood flowing like a river in the square, and corpses piled up like a hill.

The most important thing was that their companions were among the corpses. Everyone had red eyes and wiped their tears, unable to hold back their tears.

Chu Chaozhao knew that what Jun Qiyan said was right, but she still felt guilty.

Nearly half an hour later, the square was filled with injured disciples healing their wounds, their blood still fresh. A crazy laugh resounded across the Guiyun Sect for hundreds of miles.

Everyone looked up and saw dark clouds covering the sun, black air rising into the sky, and a group of people in black robes followed by countless immortal cultivators.

This time, all the visitors had cultivation at the sixth level, and there were even five elders at the seventh level and two elders at the eighth level.

At this moment, everyone truly understood that the real massacre had just begun.

Despair and anger came overwhelmed.

Jun Qi Yan's tall figure stood in front of everyone, with golden lotus flowing and instantly slashing towards the old men. One of the Eighth Heaven was cut down instantly, but the others were lucky enough to use their magic weapons in advance and escaped.

His figure gradually disappeared.

Jun Fengshan's eyes, which were always serious and steady, were filled with worry and anxiety: "Uncle Junior Master, please go back to Chunshan! Go back quickly!"

The time has come. If you don’t leave now, Junior Master will die!

Jun Qi Yan glanced at Chu Chao Zhao who was covered in blood. He stared at him, firmly standing there, and was unwilling to leave.

Golden chains emerged from the void, tied him up and dragged him inside.

Except for that time three thousand years ago, Jun Qiyan had never felt so suffocated as he did at this moment. What was the point of being a god if he couldn't protect the person he wanted to protect!

The leader in the black robe, Chang Ming, opened his scarlet eyes with black air, stared at the struggling Jun Qiyan, and grinned: "Jun Qiyan, this is fate! Your fate has been doomed since birth. You will live a lonely life. All the people who care about you will die in front of you, and no matter how powerful you are, you can't do anything!

Either you die here and watch the people you care about and want to protect die, or you watch Chunshan fall. No matter which choice you make, you will be the reincarnation of a star of misfortune, and you will kill the people around you in every life."

"Shut up!" Chu Chaozhao flew to Jun Qiyan and interrupted him harshly, extremely cruelly.

She turned to Jun Qiyan, whose mouth was bleeding and whose face was pale, and said, "Ah Yan, don't be afraid. Screw the fate. I won't die. Whatever you care about, I won't die. You go back to Chunshan first to protect Chunshan's disciples. I'm here with so many people."

After saying that, she smiled at him, and pushed him in when he was not prepared.

Jun Qi Yan returned to Chunshan and spat out a mouthful of blood. Behind him were all kinds of desperate roars coming from the forbidden area. His heart moved, and a rare look of loneliness and despair appeared in his eyes.

He could not leave Chunshan. Even though he had no attachment to the world anymore, he was shouldering heavy responsibilities for the world. He had promised those people that he would live well and protect this world for them, so he was willing to be confined to this small place and never leave for the rest of his life.

But at this moment, I am in a dilemma and can't make a decision.

For the first time in my life, I hate my life.

He hated fate for being so cruel to him and hated this so-called destined life.

Jun Qi Yan was filled with murderous intent, his pair of dead eyes were calm, he turned around and drew his sword to go to the forbidden area.

In front of Chaoyang Hall of Guiyun Sect.

The air was filled with densely packed people in black robes, half of whom lifted up their robes to reveal their original faces.

When the leader unveiled his black robe, everyone saw that familiar face and were horrified.

Someone gasped and pointed at those people and said, "It's Helan Yunsong!"

The people behind him, in addition to the Yunzhou cultivators, included many of the Qingyun Sect’s disciples who had been killed before.

A dark light flashed in Chu Chaozhao's eyes: "These people are the real disciples of Qingyu Sect. Those who died just now are probably disguised or puppets. They are all fake."

After killing for a long time, the disciples of Guiyun Sect were seriously injured, but in the end, the culprit was still alive.

Helan Yunsong still had the same face as before, but his aura was completely different. He looked cold and steady, without a trace of frivolity. His weathered eyes were full of scheming and were unfathomable.

The eyes of those people looking over were filled with the smugness of being determined to win, and a greed that made one dare not look into their eyes.

The fight officially begins.

All the disciples stood below in despair, but never put down their weapons. The disciples of Guiyun Sect subconsciously blocked Chu Chaozhao, their eyes full of determination to die bravely.

When disaster struck, no one wanted to leave.

Even though Jiu Moyi was in tears, he still stood resolutely beside Chu Chaozhao. Even though he had once tried to persuade his former sect to let Chu Chaozhao and the others go, he now came to his senses.

All of this was a setup long ago.

Yun Xichen saw Jiu Moyi from afar, who was in a daze but always standing by Chu Chaozhao's side, and a look of pity flashed across his eyes.

Even though this junior brother was only in the sect in name only and seldom practiced with the sect disciples, the two of them were considered to be the most familiar with each other.

For a moment, the friendship of the old schoolmates came to his mind, and he said, "Brother, don't be stubborn. If you kill Chu Chaozhao, we will still be brothers! Master will definitely not kill you!"

Everyone looked at Jiu Moyi. In this true life and death situation, only then did they have the time to pay attention and look at the young man who went against his master.

The boy who used to be so nonchalant and always made everyone laugh with a smile on his face could no longer hold back his tears, crying like a little child.

Everyone couldn't bear to see him suffer and wanted to send him away from this place of trouble.

But the young man wiped away his tears stubbornly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the man who had killed many people above him:

"Master, you taught me in the past, and I thank you for that. But I have always been a heretic, and I don't agree with Master and my fellow brothers and sisters! Today I have rebelled against the sect and will no longer have anything to do with the Qingyu Sect!"

The things taught by his master can be offset by the resources donated by the nine families, but he has to break off the relationship himself.

Jiu Moyi stood up and resolutely protected Chu Chaozhao.

Everyone's heart trembled and their eyes became red again.

Shangguan Sulan patted his shoulder and sighed silently.

Chu Chaozhao looked at the determination in the boy's scarlet eyes and felt mixed emotions in her heart. She knew that he was not doing this entirely for her, but she also had her reasons.

Zhuge Fusheng remained silent.

Jiu Xie laughed loudly: "Good boy! You are a descendant of the Jiu family, and you know right from wrong! This training has not been in vain. The Jiu family has spent so many resources to send you to the Qingyun Sect!"

He felt both distressed and relieved, but under such circumstances, he couldn't say or do more.

Yun Xichen waved his sleeves, and the last bit of fellow-disciple friendship disappeared.

Instead, he said ruthlessly: "Then don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Helan Yunsong said coldly: "It is better not to have such a traitor! Chu Chaozhao's calamity today is all due to you."

One cultivator said confidently, "Chu Chaozhao, accept your death obediently, and we will leave your master's body intact. Otherwise, we will tear them into pieces and scatter their bones to ashes!"

"Yes, today's disaster is all because of you. Don't you feel guilty?"

"I heard that your master dotes on you very much. If one day you return to the sect and see only ruins and no one left alive, you will feel really guilty."

"It has come to this point, and they are still protecting you. Can you bear to watch them die without a complete body and not be able to be reborn?"

……

There were tens of thousands of people densely packed in the sky, and their words were like curses, trying to push Chu Chaozhao into the abyss.

"Shut up!" Wen Xi was furious, "I wonder who dares to touch my junior sister!"

Shen Jinming held Chu Chaozhao's hand tightly, his usually cold eyes trembling: "Don't be afraid, it has nothing to do with you."

She was so young, yet these people were so vicious and blamed everything on her.

Her shoulders are so small, how can she bear so much blood debt?

What does it have to do with her!

All the disciples of Guiyun Sect pointed their swords at the sky, protecting Chu Chaozhao from verbal criticism and written attacks.

Shangguan Sulan and the other two also stood in front of her.

Wen Xianyun swallowed a Nine-Transformation Silver Orchid, and before he could circulate it, he stood behind everyone.

"Jiuqi! Leave this to us old guys. You start the formation and lead them to retreat! They can run to anywhere! Guiyun Sect can die, but they can't die here!"

Jiuqi did not argue. He was a member of the Jiu family and had the best formation skills among all of them.

He set up a formation to protect everyone inside, and soon opened a huge teleportation formation.

Jiang Du was the first to speak: "Master! I won't leave! Let Junior Brother Shen take everyone away. I want to stay with the sect!"

"Shut up!" Wen Xianyun was shocked. This disciple had always been the most obedient, but he never expected that he would be so stubborn at the critical moment.

Jiang Du knelt on one knee with a sword in hand. He, who was always calm, burst into tears: "Master, I am an orphan. Guiyun Sect is my home. If Guiyun Sect is gone, where can I go?"