Each disciple is not simple

Jun Moyao spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his pupils turned deathly silent!

"Alliance leader!"

"Jun Moyao!"

"damn it!"

The cold light of the Langyue Sword streaked across the sky, and the sword energy with a fierce murderous intent rushed directly towards Hao Beiwang!

The pressure from the Tribulation Crossing Stage locked onto him directly, leaving him with no escape!

The saying “Feng Shui turns around” expresses this vividly!

Without thinking, Hao Beiwang meanly placed Jun Moyao's body in front of himself, causing Ming Jia to be afraid of the consequences and had to deviate his sword moves.

When Mu Feng, who arrived later, saw Jun Moyao's body, his face was filled with disbelief. He even collapsed and looked at Su Tianyue beside him for confirmation: "I am dazzled, right?! This is part of the plan, right? That's not Senior Sister!"

But Su Tianyue's face was already pale with horror, and even Chi Yan, who was usually indifferent, could not hide his surprise and disbelief.

"It's not like that! The plan is clearly not like this..." Mu Feng finally lost his voice and gasped heavily.

They just wanted to verify Mingjia's identity! Fuzi and Shen Xuanzhi also said that they would protect Jun Moyao in secret!

How...how could this happen...

Mingjia's face was also covered with a layer of pain, and her voice was even trembling, "Moyao! Master is too late!"

Hao Beiwang held Jun Moyao's body as if he was holding a golden medal of immunity from death, and shouted at Mingjia and others, "If you don't want her body to remain intact, you can continue to do it!"

The monks who heard the news have arrived one after another, and they look at each other in bewilderment at the situation before them.

Now that victory is within reach, they are unwilling to give up their hard-earned victory because of a dead person.

But without Mingjia's permission, they really didn't dare to interfere.

"Master! Please save my sister!"

"I don't believe that Senior Sister is dead! Master, you must have a way to save Senior Sister, right?"

Mu Feng and Su Tianyue grabbed Mingjia's sleeves and burst into tears.

Mingjia looked at her two disciples who were begging her in a low voice. The pain on their faces became even more intense, and there was painful entanglement and choice in her eyes.

Finally, she finally made up her mind.

"Give me my disciple's body, and I can lead people out of Zhongzhou!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the cultivators were in an uproar. They couldn't believe that Mingjia would ignore the overall situation because of love. They even suspected that Mingjia had secretly reached an agreement with the time travelers!

Facing everyone's suspicious gazes, Mingjia remained unconcerned and even gently comforted his apprentice.

Is Mingjia crazy? Or is she just not thinking straight?

"No! Immortal Master Zhuo Qing! You must not let the tiger go back to the mountain!"

"Yes, Immortal Master Zhuo Qing! We will be able to expel the time travelers soon!"

"Zhuo Qing Immortal Venerable! Think twice!"

But Mingjia remained as still as a mountain, as if he had not heard their advice and pleas!

A hint of joy flashed across Hao Beiwang's eyes, "Now, except for you, let everyone leave Zhongzhou!"

Mingjia sighed and said loudly: "Everyone, listen to me! You must leave Zhongzhou as soon as possible! Otherwise! Don't blame me for being rude!"

"Immortal Master Zhuo Qing! What a great honor!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd loudly ridiculed Mingjia.

Mingjia narrowed his eyes unhappily and looked at the monks behind him.

I saw all the monks consciously making way!

The man was wearing a monk's robe, holding a nine-ring staff, and had a seductive face.

He walked over as if he was strolling in the garden, but a strong aura lingered around him.

“The pressure of the tribulation! It’s the pressure of the tribulation!”

"The Buddha's disciple has advanced to the Tribulation Crossing Stage!"

Mingjia felt an unprecedented sense of threat and subconsciously tightened his grip on the Langyue Sword, his body tense.

"What does this mean, Buddha?"

The Buddhist child whispered "Amitabha" and looked down with compassion. "Who are you and why are you pretending to be Mingjia?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the monks looked at Fozi and Mingjia in shock.

"You evil monk! Give me my sister back!"

When Mu Feng saw the Buddhist disciple, he felt like he had seen an enemy and wanted to devour his flesh and blood!

"If it weren't for you spreading rumors, how could my senior sister...ah——"

Before Mu Feng could finish his words, the Nine-Ring Tin Staff, with a strong wind, smashed heavily on his waist and abdomen!

How could Mu Feng withstand the power of the Tribulation Period?

"Buddha!"

Mingjia shouted angrily and attacked the Buddhist disciple with sword in hand!

The Buddhist disciple seemed to have known that Mingjia would fight back, and he danced with the nine-ring staff with great vigor!

The monks were all stunned by this development of the plot!

Why would the Buddhist kill Mu Feng just because of a disagreement?

Why did Mingjia choose to give in?

Why did Fuzi and Mingjia have internal strife?

With this energy and skills, why not kill the Fourth Calamity?

Mingjia and Fuzi fought back and forth, and it even seemed like they were evenly matched!

The pressure of the Tribulation Crossing Period surged from the two of them, and both the time travelers and cultivators around them were unstable and on the verge of falling!

"Is this all you've got?" The Buddhist adhered to his own aesthetics of violence during the battle, and his usually kind face looked solemn and dignified.

Mingjia almost bit his teeth to pieces, the sword shadows were impenetrable, but he dodged the Buddhist's Zen stick in a rather awkward manner.

"Brothers! Kill me!"

I don’t know who drew his weapon, but under the powerful pressure of the Tribulation Period, he charged straight towards the Fourth Calamity!

"Kill the Fourth Calamity! Avenge our dead relatives!"

"Kill! Fight!"

Thinking of their former fellow disciples and relatives who had been killed by this group of time travelers, the monks became aroused and drew their swords into a melee!

This battle is certainly not crazy!

Whether monks or traversers, they all know that this will be the last battle!

Today! They must fight to the death!

Blood splattered on the Buddha's charming face, but his eyes remained firm.

The injured Mingjia was even a little furious, "You are crazy! Now is not the time for internal strife!"

"It's not an internal conflict."

The Buddhist disciple looked calm, and his men were decisive, with every move hitting Mingjia's vital points.

Su Tianyue and Chi Yan were filled with anxiety, but because there was chaos all around them, they were unable to split themselves, and it was even difficult for them to check whether Mu Feng was dead or alive.

"Show us your true abilities. Where is your Ling Tian sword technique? Use it!"

The Buddha's voice sounded like the whisper of a devil to Mingjia, making her collapse and angry!

"Can we have a truce?" Mingjia even pleaded in a low voice.

The Buddhist disciple felt a chill and disgust when he saw Mingjia's face showing such a humble look.

Mingjia, she would never show such an expression at any time!

The Buddhist suddenly stopped attacking and took back the nine-ring staff.

Just when Mingjia thought that the Buddhist had softened her heart, her other hand was hiding murderous intent!

The poisoned dagger stabbed into the Buddhist's chest!

"You are really not presentable." The Buddhist's face was calm and motionless, with a cold indifference in his eyes.