Even so, he was still not half sure.

"otherwise……"

At this moment, Yao Ankang's low voice rang in Ouyang Ziang's ear: "Shall we run?"

Suddenly raising his head, Ouyang Ziang looked at this monk who had joined Wuyun Sect for only three years and hadn't changed his thinking from casual cultivation, with a blank expression on his face.

135. Misfortune to the East

The latter, however, panicked because of the headless corpse not far away, and did not notice Ouyang Ziang's expression, but continued with his own little calculation: "The Su Xuanlings on the left and right can accommodate a dozen or so of us." , the worst is to disperse first and then retreat to Nanluoguan and then gather again. It can be advanced, attacked, retreated or defended, and if it is not good enough, report the matter to Wu Yunzong. With the strength of the sect—”

"Friend Yao."

"Uh... Do you have any orders from Fellow Daoist Ouyang?"

"Do you know that reporting what you just said to the sect is enough to punish a person who has been tortured?"

Yao Ankang's expression was stunned when he heard the words, but immediately under Ouyang Ziang's indifferent expression, it turned pale little by little.

For those who fall into the hands of evil cultivators, sometimes death may not be the worst outcome.Especially those cultivators in the upper realm who are proficient in the way of torturing the soul, how much bitterness has been done by a way of "survival but not death".

Just when Yao Ankang's body was trembling uncontrollably, Ouyang Ziang's tone suddenly changed: "However, it's not irreparable."

"Fellow Daoist Ouyang, save me—"

"Don't worry, does Fellow Daoist Yao know where the Heart Puppet Gate is?"

"I know, I know, it's more than 100 miles to the northwest from here."

"That's easy to handle. Fellow Daoist Yao rushed to the Heart Puppet Sect later, saying that the Fenglei Sect didn't know good from bad, and wanted to bring disaster to the east—attack my Wuyun Sect disciple and blame the Heart Puppet Sect, in order to seize the Heart Puppet Sect. Jiye, that's all you need to say."

Hearing this, Yao Ankang breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes were still a little shaken: "Would that kind of talk really believe it?"

"I can't help but they don't believe it!"

"I, I understand, let's go."

Speaking of Yao Ankang raised his imperial weapon again, and flew all the way to the northwest. Ouyang Ziang, who was below, watched his leaving figure, and did not look away until he was completely out of sight.

He asked Yao Ankang to go to the Heart Puppet Sect for two purposes. One is to go to the Heart Puppet Sect to find "reinforcements" as he said just now - based on his understanding of Suxuan Ling, not every sect They can ignore the dissatisfaction that a sect or a Nascent Soul Master may have and remain indifferent.

Even though he knew that Ouyang Ziang was the chief culprit of the misfortune, Xin Puppet Sect still had to "believe". After all, compared to the unknown "Wind Thunder Sect", the existence of Wuyun Sect cannot be ignored.

At that time, no matter what action the Heart Puppet Sect takes, he will have the opportunity to mediate, instead of the current situation, where he stands in broad daylight and feels like he is in the fog full of murderous intentions.

And another purpose is to see if Yao Ankang will be attacked by the "thundering sword" hiding in the dark when he went to find the "reinforcement army". It would be right to try to stop it, but the reality is that Yao Ankang flew away smoothly, that is to say...

"...disciple listen to the order and move on!"

——The Thunder Sword probably really left!

After confirming this point, Ouyang Ziang still has an incredible sense of absurdity. After all, according to his philosophy of cultivating immortals, the enemy should be killed with a stick. It is the most stupid way to raise a tiger. Swordsmanship, but he just beheaded a Foundation Establishment cultivator and then retreated, which completely violated the common sense he knew in the world of cultivating immortals.

"No matter what you're thinking, I remember you. After contacting Senior Brother Liu, I will definitely tear you apart and tear you apart!"

Cursing in a low voice, Ouyang Ziang led the group of disciples behind him and fled overnight. If he hadn't been concerned about the "order" of the real person, he would have thrown off these burdens. Now that the Thunder Sword has gone far, then It was difficult to bring it up.

Under Ouyang Ziang's repeated orders, the disciples in the late stage of Qi training were miserable, but they still squeezed their potential and left this area as quickly as possible.

Just when Ouyang Ziang felt that the most dangerous moment had passed, three hours later, a figure with silver hair and green eyes, wearing a fine iron skirt armor and holding a huge sword the size of a door panel stopped in front of them.

"Under the Fenglei Gate, Chongyue Sword—please advise!"

At the same time, the door of the heart.

After hearing the ringing of the bell on Puppet Mountain to summon the elders, Lin Xiu got up and rushed towards the main hall.

When Lin Xiu arrived, all twelve Foundation Establishment elders from the Heart Puppet Sect were present, but in addition to the twelve Heart Puppet Sect elders, there was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator with an unfamiliar face present.

Facing the eyes of many puzzled guesses, Xiong Tian also took a step forward and introduced: "This is a senior disciple of Wuyun Sect, Yao Ankang and Taoist Yao."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present at the scene had different reactions, envious of you, and there were quite a few people who respected him at a distance, but generally speaking, they were still quietly waiting for Xiong Tianyi's next words-such a big fight, it is not just for the sake of Introduce a monk of the same realm?

Moreover, the aura of the "high apprentice" of the Wuyun Sect is still a bit scattered, and something must have happened. Combined with the recent news that the members of the Wuyun Sect are going to pass through the realm of the Heart Puppet Sect, several keen-minded people have already guessed a thing or two. point.

Sure enough, after introducing Yao Ankang's identity, Xiong Tian also took advantage of the opportunity to mention the fact that a group of Wuyunmen's disciples encountered an enemy at the Heart Puppet Gate, and aimed directly at Fengleimen——

"The Fenglei Sect relies on my heart to be powerful, and it invades the [-]-mile boundary to do whatever it takes. This move is to treat my good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs. Now it is even repaying my kindness with revenge. Gate Foundation!"

"If I don't make a statement this time, I'm afraid that in the future, many sects led by Suxuan will look down on my family by three points, and treat it as a cat or a dog that can come up and knead."

"Here, I suggest that all the elders of the sect be mobilized to kill the Fengleimen and punish them with thunder, so as to show the prestige of my sect!"

With that said, Xiong Tian also bowed to the head of the Heart Puppet Sect who was sitting upright in the main seat and who hadn't said a word during the whole process.

After a brief silence, the head of the Heart Puppet Sect——a middle-aged man with an indifferent expression stood up and said in a dull voice: "All elders, follow me and punish that Fenglei Sect!"

……

The subsequent development was not unexpected. After nine consecutive bells, under the longing and longing gaze of thousands of disciples below, a succession of thirteen beams of imperial weapons jumped up from the puppet mountain and headed towards the heart puppet gate in the east. fly away.

Facing this big move that the Heart Puppet Sect may not have seen once in decades, the monks encountered along the way stopped and hid one after another no matter what they were doing in the last second, for fear of attracting the attention of the thirteen foundation-building monks. The spell came down and killed himself.

With a distance of more than 300 miles, for a group of monks who are at the lowest level and in the early stage of foundation establishment, they can arrive smoothly without even an hour. One of the elders who were more interested in communicating with Zhishu suddenly said softly, "Fellow Daoist Lin, you can keep your hands for a while later."

136. Fake Dan

Lin Xiu looked puzzled: "Liu Daoyou's words are..."

The elder who established the foundation had a slight smile on his face: "Although we are going to make a big move this time, we are also forced by the situation. If we can successfully wipe out the Fengleimen, we will be safe, but if there is any foundation-builder in the Fengleimen, we will be afraid in the future." Tossing is indispensable... Besides, if the Wind and Thunder Sect is really as unbearable as Daoist Xiong said, how could it be possible to force people from the Wuyun Sect to come to the door?"

Only then did Lin Xiu "understand", nodded and said, "I have been taught."

……

How should I put it about the subsequent development...it's quite subtle.

Obviously, the high-level people in the gate came out in full force, with an attitude of not letting go of the Indestructible Fengleimen, but after actually arriving in Xufenggu, facing the Fengleimen, which was obviously empty, the head seemed like someone Did not see the same direct order to attack.

After hearing the words, all the elders who established the foundation also cast their best spells/magic weapons one after another. For a while, the entire Xufeng Valley was covered by the vibration and flames of the explosion, and it was very lively.

But if you look carefully, you will find that these monks are attacking some insignificant areas, such as weeds that have not been pruned for many years, crooked trees with crooked necks, and a few abandoned buildings that are half-toppled... In addition, even the main hall that Lin Xiu asked Noelle to simply tidy up to support the appearance, and there was no one living there, not even a single monk actually attacked.

On the contrary, it was Yao Ankang who threw a wind attribute spell in a aggressive manner, which made him die.

But it was also because of Yao Ankang's sudden attack that Xiong Tianyi hurriedly stepped back to stop his follow-up actions, saying that the rest would be left to the Xin Puppet Sect, and the disciples of Wuyunzong could rest assured and wait for it...

Seeing the attitude of all the "same students" who did not work hard, Lin Xiu shook his head, pulled a little distance away, took out a fingerless glove from the Qiankun bag, put it on his hand, pointed at the mine and spread it out Five fingers.

As the spiritual energy in the three middle-grade spirit stones was drained and exhausted, a violent spiritual energy gathered in front of the palm, and all the "same disciples" around cast their astonished gazes, especially Xiong Tianyi - who was watching Seeing the cyan fireball in front of Lin Xiu's palm and the direction it was aiming at, his face turned blue all of a sudden.

"Friend Lin, show mercy—"

"call out--"

After the sound of breaking through the sky, there was a scorching light rising from the ground.

Shocks and heat waves followed, with a small mushroom cloud rising...

Seeing the mine below where the original appearance could not be distinguished, Xiong Tianyi opened his mouth, facing Lin Xiu who turned his head with a face full of "I'm so hard-working and quick to praise me", his expression twisted for a while, and it took a long time to find it difficult speak out.

"Fellow Daoist Lin...is superb in spells. Going back this time...you should be rewarded."

Probably because he was afraid that there would be another elder who "can't see clearly" like Lin Xiu, this time the disciplinary battle was over in a hurry, and all the foundation-building monks quickly returned to the heart gate.

It was also at this time that Ouyang Ziang, a master disciple of the Wuyun Sect, a direct disciple of Jindan Daoist, with a strong background and a bright future, ushered in the most important and possibly final decision in his life.

"how is this possible……"

Staring blankly at the scene in front of him, Ouyang Ziang's mind was in chaos.

His logic is very clear: First, forcefully order a group of qi training disciples to hang on to the "Chongyue Sword" regardless of the cost, otherwise they will be dealt with by the sect.

With the extremely cruel and unusual rules of the Wuyun Sect, a capable Qi disciple can only bite the bullet no matter how afraid he is, and the "Chongyue Sword" is indeed entangled, and he did a good job in this step!

Then, he escaped while the "Chongyue Sword" was entangled...or waited for an opportunity to attack.

If he hadn't met the real person before departure, Ouyang Ziang would have chosen the latter without hesitation, but now...holding the small wooden nail in his palm, Ouyang Ziang felt certain in his heart.

——With the power of this ebony nail, it may not be able to stop it once it is issued in the late stage of foundation establishment, let alone the "Chongyue Sword" whose breath fluctuates in the early and middle stage of foundation establishment!

And once it was hit, even if it was just a small wound, relying on the toxin on the ebony nail, even the whales and beasts in Wanghai's territory might not be able to withstand it!

Thinking of this, Ouyang Zi'ang no longer hesitated, injected all his magic power into the short ebony nail in his hand, and took advantage of the gap when the three qi training disciples were easily blown away by the "Chongyue Sword", and threw it forward viciously.

"Go!"

Amidst the shrill sound of piercing through the air, a disgusting aura spread from where the ebony nails passed. A disciple in the late stage of Qi training who was in the middle fell down with a black face before he could even utter a cry for help. One second.

Seeing this situation, the disciples of the Wuyun Sect around them retreated one after another, but Ouyang Ziang didn't have the time to pay attention to them at this time, he just stared at the inconceivable, incomprehensible, like falling into a dream. scene.

The ebony nail that poured half of his mana stopped a foot away from the "Chongyue Sword".

Not only that, after the "Ebony Nail" was intercepted and blocked, the protection around the "Chongyue Sword" really showed its face.

It was a fully-enclosing shield, composed of many triangles in a nearly circular shape, firmly guarding the "Chongyue Sword". Under the protection of this shield, the power was enough to threaten the monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment The ebony nails couldn't even break a "hole", and after being pressed firmly to the outside, they were smashed into pieces with a simple and unpretentious slash of the "Chongyue Sword".

Affected by his spiritual power, Ouyang Ziang couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but this was not the most important thing.

In his horrified gaze, he saw a mass of thick and huge "spiritual energy" condensed on the surface of the door panel sword that the "Chongyue Sword" raised again, swinging towards him from top to bottom—or in other words: smashing fall.

"boom--!"

During the violent vibration, the stone path more than ten feet in front of him was split open, and the two-foot-deep sword marks were clearly engraved on the road surface. On both sides were the monks who were blown away, and fell to the ground one by one.

The aura attached to the "Heiyan Great Sword" dissipated, and looking at the dim spirit stone on his waist, the eyes of "Chongyue Sword" showed guilt, but it was replaced by firmness.

"What you have been ordered must be done properly!"

While talking to herself, the girl was already holding the sword, chasing the figure that escaped in an unknown way at the very moment, until she disappeared into the distance.

After a long time, a figure struggled to stand up from among the monks who were thrown flying and rolled to the sides, and his eyes were full of fear and unstoppable madness when he looked into the distance.

"The one who forced me...the one who forced me...you forced me, hehehe, when Senior Brother Liu comes, none of you can escape—"

"That is to say, you have already called someone?"

With a bit of confusion, Ouyang Ziang turned his head to look behind him, and after seeing those figures clearly, a vague and indistinguishable voice came out of his throat.

"Sorry, I didn't want to make it too complicated at first."

Let Keqing and Gan Yu stay where they were, and Lin Xiu, who was a few steps closer, squatted down, apologetic: "I intended to cut you off with a single sword, but seeing your staffing, I feel that things will not happen. It's so simple, at least according to my experience in Heguizong, this kind of task involving another leader is not just for three monks who are in the early stage of foundation establishment, let alone the five monks who have the five masters sitting in the town. Yunzong."

"That is to say, there should be another monk who is in the dark and has a higher realm to lead the overall situation. It may be Jindan—but the probability is not high. After all, your evil cultivators have spread far and wide, and let a few foundation builders bring Qi training monks It has attracted dissatisfaction from the three major sects, forcing you to follow this slender road, let alone Jindan Daoist, if the evil cultivators of that base number are really dispatched, the three major sects may still maintain superficial peace, but The following four major sects and the seven major sects have long tried to get their hands dirty."

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