break the way [comprehension]

Can't see? !

Du Ziteng felt a chill in his heart. He looked over the faces of the Golden Core cultivators. Apart from anger, coldness, regret and hatred, he didn't see any other expressions...

Even if they hated themselves, Jindan cultivators are so perceptive. If they could really see the shadow of the divine tower, they would never be like this... Could it be that the so-called divine tower, the pillar of heaven... are really only seen by themselves?Just like in the hidden sword hall that day?

Sure enough, the real Huayi sneered: "That's enough, you bastard, don't try to divert your attention. Elder Feng has always been kind and compassionate, and he didn't take precautions against you, a bastard from a wicked family! Jin Dan Da Neng saw it with his own eyes, yet you still dare to deny it!"

The cold coercion of countless golden elixirs fell on his head, but Du Ziteng was speechless, but felt an unspeakable sadness. One of the pillars of heaven was already poured, but he ignored the golden elixirs in front of him and only came to pester him. Should he be honored for Xiaoxiao's "heinous crime" of qi refining?

Hua Yi shook his head and sighed: "Because you have also been taught by me, Yun Hengfeng, for several years, you can restrain yourself obediently, so that if I do something wrong, I will definitely not keep you alive for the sake of Elder Feng!"

Du Ziteng stood on the spot and really didn't know what to say. His eyes swept over the golden elixirs, and he even saw Qian Youcai, but Elder Qian avoided his gaze, lowered his eyes and sighed: "You'd better wait with me to return!" Let Yun Hengfeng decide what to do, right and wrong, the sword-wielding elder has his own judgment."

Du Ziteng smiled wryly, but looking at Elder Feng's body beside him, he couldn't help but feel a deep depression. It was obvious that the extraterrestrial demon took over Elder Feng's body and cut off the pillar of heaven...but there was no one to help him The two prove it.

Hua Yi saw that the two of them were still not moving, and felt a little impatient. Once such an opportunity was missed, it would be unacceptable. He immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Xiao Chen, Du Ziteng! I have given you two chances! Since If you refuse to surrender, don’t blame me for being ruthless under the sword!!!”

The flying sword intertwined with ice and fire in his hand let out a long howl, and it came straight towards Du Ziteng!

Xiao Chen just watched with cold eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but at the moment Hua Yi made a move, he suddenly stepped forward, holding the flying sword firmly in his hands, his cold eyes only looked at Hua Yi.

Seeing Xiao Chen resisting, Hua Yi was overjoyed in his heart, but on his face he had a look of resentment: "Xiao Chen, you...do you really want to protect this traitor who violated the sect's rules and killed Elder Feng?"

Xiao Chen only pressed the flying sword, his face remained completely motionless.

Hua Yi sighed and said in a mournful voice: "My colleagues, fellow Taoists, the current situation..."

Immediately, a sword cultivator stood up and said coldly: "Brother Hua, why hesitate, according to the school rules of my Hengxiao Sword Sect, those who resist will be punished as traitors, it is a waste of all the painstaking efforts of the sect master, such traitors should be quickly captured back to the sect! "

Amidst the sound of rubbing, a flying sword with countless thunder lights was actually going towards Xiao Chen's dantian, with the intention of abolishing his cultivation!

Du Ziteng was taken aback, but he saw that Xiao Chen's face remained unchanged, and he just threw the Zhonghua Yi Flying Sword into the ground casually to step on it, and he didn't stay in his hand. Countless divine writings surged like stars. Blessed by the supreme mana, he generally regarded the thunder light as nothing, but he easily captured this flying sword in his hand again!

Seeing that more sword cultivators of the sword school were about to attack, Du Ziteng knew very well that creatures like sword cultivators only recognize death and are not flexible, so he quickly shouted: "Stop——!!! You have all seen it, you are the ones who are aggressive ! Xiao Chen can obviously destroy your Feijian! He has shown mercy! I want you to fight again..."

Before Du Ziteng could finish his sentence, a flying sword was already flying towards him. At the moment of being terrified, he jumped and shrank in the orchid boat, only hearing the clear sound of decisiveness in his ears, his blessing and misfortune accompanied him. The Lanzhou that had been there for a long time was actually broken into two pieces—seeing that it was impossible to use it again.

This act like a sneak attack made Xiao Chen in the field boil with anger, the divine script surged on his body like a stormy sea, his long sleeves flew wildly, and he did not leave behind flying swords with different lights He stepped on his feet with his hands, but in a moment, those flying swords that were shining with light were piled up under his feet like scrap iron.

Du Ziteng felt dark in his heart in the back, telling you to use your power to bully others without distinguishing right from wrong... Just looking at the tall figure of Xiao Chen reaching out to grab the sword and suppressing those flying swords that were about to move with one leg, this is a dick, but Du Ziteng is also a little dark Shocking, those divine writings have such power... I don't know if there are any sequelae...

Hua Yi looked around at the sword cultivators who had lost their swords, and saw that everyone was like him, with a hint of dissatisfaction after losing their swords, so he just sneered: "Everyone, take a look, this ghostly appearance... ...is he still a disciple of my Hengxiao Sword Sect?"

At this time, Xiao Chen's long hair was flying, and countless divine characters appeared on his face. It was really weird, and it only made all the sword cultivators believe that they had just taken away their flying sword with a strange method.

Then he shouted loudly: "Xiao Chen, where is your sword! Could it be that you dare not even draw your sword in the face of all your fellow disciples?!"

For some reason, Xiao Chen's figure froze, and he stretched out his hand to support his forehead again, as if something happened in the sea of ​​consciousness, Du Ziteng couldn't help but looked at him worriedly, but for a moment, Xiao Chen turned his head and looked at him. Du Ziteng's eyes were extremely weird.

At this time, Hua Yi yelled: "My colleagues, slaying demons and eliminating demons is a righteous job! This Xiao Chen is too deep into demons, if he shows mercy, he may cause great trouble for the future!"

Someone let out a long sigh: "Needless to say, Fellow Daoist Hua Yi, fellow disciples, this Xiao Chen's enchanted hand is so powerful, he must be brought back to the mountain gate immediately, and he cannot keep his hand anymore!"

A group of sword cultivators looked at each other and had already made up their minds, and then Du Ziteng only felt a few words suddenly sound like spring thunder in his ears: "Horizontal! Xiao! Sword! Formation!!!"

The pile of flying swords under Xiao Chen's feet was full of light, and Xiao Chen couldn't help stepping on them for a while, and made those flying swords form a thousand swords and shoot out!Those many flying swords flew into the air, and driven by the digital golden core sword cultivators, they coincided with the mysterious trajectories in all directions and drew out shining trajectories in the air. For a moment, the mysterious sword light filled the entire space, and the turbulent sword energy was even more terrifying Like a hurricane, countless falling debris rolled up in the air and silently tore into pieces. This kind of terrifying power even made the expatriate Jindan beside him have to sacrifice his magic weapon to avoid the blade-like sword energy.

"...This is the Hengxiao Sword Formation?!" Someone exclaimed immediately.

"The patriarch is on the top, I can see it in person in my lifetime... This, this, and this really have a real name..."

"I heard that the last time it was sacrificed was decades ago... This Xiao Chen is only a golden core... unexpectedly so powerful..."

"Before he became a demon, he was also a first-class monk, and he could not form a golden core at the age of a hundred. With such a talent and understanding, he was naturally extremely powerful after becoming a demon. That evil spirit turned the world upside down, and finally fell under the sword formation, Xiao Chen couldn't escape..."

And Du Ziteng was already unable to perceive anything around him. At the moment when those flying swords were turbulent, he was dragged into a shimmering embrace and was firmly protected. The occasional bit of exposed skin only felt like the air was like a knife. Like a blade, the severe pain even penetrated into the bone marrow.

Du Ziteng couldn't imagine how Xiao Chen, who was protecting him, would withstand the terrifying power of the sword array. He could already smell the pungent bloody smell from his nose, and felt the warmth of the cloth where his mouth and nose touched. He couldn't help but firmly grasp the bit of tattered cloth material in his hand, and countless astringent sorrows surged in his heart.

What are they doing wrong? !

Xiao Chen desperately sacrificed his soul to burn his life for Bao Tianzhu, and managed to get his life back, but in the end, why should they be treated like demons by so many sword cultivators who were supposed to be from the same sect? ? !

In addition to that point of protection, the severe pain from the exposed skin has already begun to shake the heart and soul. It is the sword energy penetrating the sea of ​​consciousness along the wound. Du Ziteng knows that if this continues, soon, this horror will also be set off in his sea of ​​consciousness The hurricane of sword energy cut all his consciousness to pieces.

At this moment, countless unwillingness and anger screamed in his heart.

Amid the frightening roar of sword energy, Du Ziteng's low voice was faintly discernible and inaudible: "Xiao... run away... the farther the better..." The last few words seemed to be very clear with a thousand ounces of power:: "Even if you become a demon, you must survive!"

He, Du Ziteng, never owed anyone in his life, but since he already owed so much to Xiao Chen and couldn't settle it or repay it, let him finally try his best to pay back some more!

Du Ziteng closed his eyes, the tattered orchid boat in his hand was suddenly summoned, Xiao Chen was caught off guard, and a gap appeared in the place of protection, and the roaring sea of ​​sword energy immediately poured in, Xiao Chen's expression was big However, Du Ziteng jumped onto the dilapidated orchid boat that had no light at all, and plunged into the sea of ​​swords composed of countless flying swords.

The red golden light in Xiao Chen's eyes seemed to be burning. He watched Du Ziteng plunge into the sea of ​​swords, but was blocked by countless sword qi surging towards him, and it was too late to stop him.

Seeing the tattered and formless Lanzhou submerged in the tearing of the sword light, the pure gold light in his eyes seemed to flow down from them.

At this moment, a song resounded faintly, like a calm ocean emerging from countless waves of sword intent, or a clear sky emerging from countless lightning and thunder. This extremely gentle song only reminds people of Jiangnan in March. The vows of eternal love that my childhood sweetheart joked and said casually, or the occasional bit of loving mother's thoughts revealed by the countless power games in the cold spring palace, or a pair of loyal pupils that silently accompany and never leave in the yellow sand, dry and hopeless...

This piece of music only reminds people of the softest and most defenseless point in the long journey of life. It only makes the hundred steel refiners become soft around the fingers. It was as tender as being awakened, but the countless flying swords were involuntarily stunned.