I rely on luck to be a salted fish in the world of comprehension

The Great Elder's sword was slowly aimed at the several great suzerains.

All over the Yunlai Xianzong, although the fighting has slowed down, it has not completely stopped.

The suzerains looked at each other, especially measured the difference in cultivation level between themselves and the suzerain Ye Lai who was stabbed to death by a sword, and under the gaze of Chi Yunjian, they silently issued instructions.

"Ye Lai and Burning Incense, please don't forget to notify me. If you want to come, all nine sects will attack me in Yunlai. There should be a unique contact method."

Shen Fuxing's eyebrows were low, and his usually lazy voice was exceptionally indifferent at the moment.

In front of him, Chi Yunjian raised the blade slightly.

The seven sect masters each looked at each other, and the thoughts in their hearts stopped.

If Shen Fuxing didn't remind them, they really planned to take advantage of the deaths of the two suzerains, Ye Lai and Ran Xiang, to deliberately miss the two sects, and let the two sects kill more "demon cultivators".Now that Yunlai Xianzong's strength has been torn apart, the weaker the Yunlai Xianzong's strength, the better.

It's a pity that Shen Fuxing dismissed the idea with a word.

There is indeed a unique way of contact between the nine sects. It is the Yelai secret technique contributed by the master of the Yelai Immortal Sect. It can communicate silently, and it is absolutely invisible to people.

Huifengmen and Yelai Xianzong had the best friendship, and the responsibility of explaining the matter naturally fell on his shoulders. The master of Huifengmen looked at the red cloud sword that was still pointing at him with the tip of his sword faintly, and turned his eyes, and sent a message out .

Not long after, the fighting in Yunlai Immortal Sect gradually ceased, and the disciples of the Nine Sects floated in the air with their swords, and returned behind their Sect Master. Almost all of them had the breath of blood on them.

Shen Fuxing tightened her fingers, and slowly looked down.

Most of the mountain peaks of the Yunlai Immortal Sect were cut into shapeless by spells, and the green hill was almost stained red with blood. The corpses of countless disciples were scattered everywhere. What floated in the air was no longer the fragrance of flowers and the singing of birds, but the smell of blood and the smell of disciples. Weeping faintly.

"Don't look, it's not your fault." Fu Yuan held Shen Fuxing's hand tightly, and his cold voice contained deliberate reassurance and unstoppable distress.

Under Wan Lingyou's pupils, those candles did not disappear, they were still burning silently, but apart from the beginning, Shen Fuxing never cried out in pain.

"Shen Fuxing! Give back my master's life!"

A sharp sword pierced Shen Fuxing straight from the gap between the seven suzerains, and the sound of resentment was mixed with the howling of the sword, which was particularly ear-piercing.

Everyone looked in astonishment, and found that the owner of the voice was the first disciple of Yelai Xianzong's suzerain, and fell silent.

His body was stained with blood in many places, his body was entwined with devil energy and spiritual energy, his eyes were dark and fierce, and he stabbed at Shen Fuxing desperately.

However, Shen Fuxing's eyes only fell on the disciple tokens on his waist. The tokens were arranged in order from the first one on the sky to the third one on the ground. They were neatly hung as if showing off, with blood dripping on them.

Which peak's disciple is so unlucky?From Tianyi to Earth, the entire generation of "Tian" generation disciples are all possessed by demons?

The reasons for this need not be carefully considered at all, Shen Fuxing's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Before Shen Ji came close, Chi Yunjian seemed to feel Shen Fuxing's anger, and the red fire flew like a dragon, piercing Shen Ji right through in an instant!

"Hui..." Shen Ji hadn't had time to react, and just made a "Hui" mouth shape before dying, and the corpse fell from mid-air, and his eyes were still fixed on one direction until after he died.

Except for Huifeng Sect Master, no one knows why Shen Ji came to die for no reason.

Shen Fuxing's eyes flicked to the silent Master Huifeng who had been staring closely at him for a moment. His eyes were as ruthless as looking at a handful of dust, which made Master Huifeng's heart beat wildly and his forehead was covered with sweat.

The silent death made the seven suzerains completely rested, and also made the people of Burning Incense Immortal Sect not dare to act rashly.

For a moment, everyone involuntarily looked at Shen Fuxing who seemed to be in control of the Chiyun Sword.

The sky slowly lowered, the twilight gradually closed, and the last fire cloud in the sky disappeared with the sunset of the sun, and the light dimmed.

Endless darkness slowly enveloped Shen Fuxing, making his expression darker than the skylight, and the surroundings were silent.

The suzerain of the Cold Light Immortal Sect couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere at first, clenched his fists and said: "Since this matter is just a misunderstanding, the demon cultivators of the Yunlai Immortal Sect have almost cleared up, what are you doing here? Zong bids farewell, and I, Hanguang Xianzong, go ahead!"

The head of the Hanguang Immortal Sect had the courage to say these words, but his retreat was silent. He retreated away from Shen Fuxing's surroundings a few times, looked up to see that Shen Fuxing hadn't moved, and hurriedly greeted his disciples.

Seeing that the Hanguang Xianzong was fine, the other sects immediately followed suit, and after making a few movements, they all followed the Hanguang Xianzong and wanted to leave the sect.

However, to the near.Everyone found that Hanguang Xianzong was not moving.

Regardless of the other sects, they crossed the Hanguang Xianzong and continued to rush forward.

Rush, rush... can't move.

If you look closely, you can see the gorgeous and complicated patterns looming in the gradually rising moonlight.

Yunlai Immortal Sect's Mountain Locking Formation opened.

The night wind blowing brought the breath of fresh blood, Shen Fuxing's forehead fluttered, and he held the Chiyun Sword with one hand.

"Don't worry. You all helped me Yunlai Xianzong so much, how could Yunlai Xianzong not show it?" Shen Fuxing's voice was cooler than Ye Feng.

"Use this Chiyun Sword, which specializes in beheading criminals, to clean up the major sects of the Fuxing Gang." Shen Fuxing raised his eyes, and a red fire flashed in them.

Before all the sects could react, their figures followed the Chiyun Sword several times, and shuttled through the nine sects calmly, and disciples were bound to be killed or injured wherever they passed.

"Shen Fuxing, what are you doing!" Huifeng Sect Master was the first to react, roaring in astonishment.

The disciples of the Huifeng Sect suffered the most casualties, and almost all of them were disciples of his lineage. Even the master of the Huifeng Sect couldn't understand how Shen Fuxing could kill so accurately!

However, Shen Fuxing's figure was still moving around. With the Chiyun Sword in hand, several sect masters couldn't do anything to Shen Fuxing, and with the deaths and injuries of their disciples, each sect gradually understood that Shen Fuxing was killed by them. Many disciples who restrain the strength of Yunlai Xianzong and behead Yunlai's disciples if necessary!

The suzerains stopped for a while and prepared to besiege desperately. If it was such a targeted killing, the suzerains didn't know whether to take action or not.

With the passage of time, the suzerains also saw that Shen Fuxing's blows were different in severity, the minor ones were broken arms and feet, but still recovering, and the severe ones sealed his throat with a sword, so that he could not die any more.

The suzerains were astonished on their faces, but panicked in their hearts!

This Scarlet Cloud Sword!What is the origin, it is so terrifying!Moreover, Shen Fuxing with the Chiyun Sword is simply a great evil star in the world. Fighting alone, I am afraid that only Yun Buming at his peak can fight against him!

This kind of massacre lasted for less than half an hour. Except for the disciples who saw the clues and struggled in panic, the major sect masters held back and did not move. This place became Shen Fuxing's personal massacre show for a while!

The elders and disciples of Yunlai Xianzong were also stunned. They never knew that Shen Fuxing, whom they had laughed at for eight years, was so powerful. The most important thing was that he was so affectionate and righteous to the sect and them!

Wen Qiudao's battle here was the fiercest and he suffered the heaviest injuries, but he also resisted the longest. In the previous battle, it could be said that he was bloody and killed gods. Xing, the passion for power and strength burst out in his eyes!

Xie Xiu was still treating a seriously injured disciple, but she couldn't help looking at the blood-stained figure in the sky with complicated eyes.

Fu Jing and the others even looked admiring, as if they kept this scene in their hearts firmly in their hearts and made it their eternal goal.

The red clothes are still here, she doesn't have a space order, so she can't go back to the demon camp, but Shen Fuxing's gaze makes her uneasy, she knows that her identity can't be kept for a long time, seeing Shen Fuxing being so strong at this moment, she fingers He couldn't help but grasp the hem of his clothes.

"Fu Xing..." Fu Yuan murmured, a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes, and a silver light flashed in the silver line at the end of his eyes.

But soon, everything in his eyes turned into worry.

Only he knew that the invisible fire was still burning on Shen Fuxing's body.

"I hope you can forgive me for the poor hospitality. Yunlai welcomes all suzerains to come as guests at any time." Shen Fuxing held the Chiyun Sword in his hand, and smiled slightly at the suzerains, but the smile in his eyes didn't reach his eyes.

The other hand hidden in the sleeve trembled faintly.

All sects dared not speak out, and were afraid of the Chiyun Sword in Shen Fuxing's hand. The Hanguang Immortal Sect suffered the least loss. Except for a few disciples who lost their hands and feet, none of them died, so they were the first to come to their senses: "The matter is over It's over, Great Elder, I wonder if you can open the Mount Suo formation, let me wait to go back?"

The Great Elder glanced at Shen Fuxing, seeing that he had no objection, then he stretched out his hand to capture the Elder's Order, and opened the Mountain Locking Formation.

The various sects guarded against Shen Fuxing's attack, and slowly went out from the exit, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Shen Fuxing has been standing in mid-air, holding the Chiyun Sword against the wind, watching every disciple of the Nine Sects leave.

It wasn't until the last person left from Yunlai Xianzong that Shen Fuxing said in a low voice: "Great Elder, reopen the Mount Suo Formation and the Hidden Fog Formation."

The Great Elder didn't know why, but he did it anyway.

Soon, the cloud and mist shrouded Yunlai Xianzong again, so that people without special contact information could no longer find their location. Without Yunlai Xianzong's permission, even the nine masters could not see clearly when they came to Yunlai Xianzong The scene in the Zong.

"Nephew Shen..." Elder Yun was just about to ask, when he saw the person who was standing in the air holding a sword just now, intimidating everyone, suddenly fell straight from the air.

"Nephew Shen!"

"Master!"

"Brother Fuxing!"

Hong Ling and the others watched in surprise as Shen Fuxing suddenly fell from midair, Yu Jian's Yu Jian, and his spell casting spells were all in a mess.

"Fu Xing!" Fu Yuan reacted the fastest, and immediately moved over with a few steps, and hastily caught the falling Shen Fu Xing.

"Fu Xing, how are you?" Fu Yuan originally wanted to support Shen Fu Xing, but found that he couldn't even stand up, so he hugged him horizontally, only to find that Shen Fu Xing's back was soaked with sweat.

"Go...to the Huxin Pavilion..." Shen Fuxing's voice was weak, his cheeks were flushed from the heat, and he was covered in hot sweat.

Being hugged by Fu Yuan didn't resist at all, instead, she clung to him tightly, absorbing the coldness from him.

Fu Yuan blushed slightly, and carried Shen Fuxing all the way to the Huxin Pavilion.

During this period, Shen Fuxing almost wrapped his whole body around him.

The author has something to say: Author Jun (Interview): How do you feel?

Fu Yuan (blushing): It's a bit hot.

Author Jun (Cixiang): That’s right, if you want to heat up together, our old Zhu’s family never punishes lightly.

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