I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

For a moment, almost everyone's eyes were attracted.Fang Qinghong turned his head, his face darkened.

Among the two flying boats that came, one was exuding a very strong smell of blood.You don't need to look to know that they have hunted and killed many monster races along the way.

Looking at the emblem outside the belly of the flying boat, it is the logo of the Lingxiao faction.Apart from the owner of Qingyunzhou, judging from the costumes of the disciples who flew out to confront them, there are also the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the Gate of Heaven and Earth, and the Gate of Jinpeng who is responsible for guiding them.The rumors I heard last night were true, and they really joined forces.

Fang Qinghong glanced past them, and thought to himself: It seems that these few companies secretly communicated with the music far earlier than they imagined.

And with less against more, it is his master Huanhua Sword Sect who is fighting against the Lingxiao Sect and other sects.

Although the family's rich sword cultivators are generally bad-tempered, they also don't like to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Therefore, since Jianzong became the leader of the Eastern Region, he has always opposed monks going out to sea to hunt.Their patriarch Daoyan Xianjun even did the feat of avenging the murder of a nest of young jiao and angering dozens of people.

Even now, it is an unbelievable behavior in the eyes of many people.

The words "For people who are not of my race, their hearts must be different" are not just words, but the caution and rejection engraved in the instinct of the soul-race determines everyone's natural position, fear of the unknown, and attitude towards life. Thirst also makes people fear all potentially threatening species from the bottom of their hearts.

Originally, there was Immortal Daoyan, and the factions in the Eastern Region frightened him of his fierce power, and his behavior was still restrained, but since his disappearance, the Huanhua Sword Sect has experienced repeated turmoil, and more energy has been devoted to maintaining the safety of the sect , Externally, there is more than enough sincerity.In recent years, although it has gradually improved, it is far from returning to the grand occasion when Xianjun presided over the overall situation.

At the beginning, other sects in the Eastern Region didn't dare to do anything wrong - no one could tell when this lunatic Dao Yan would come back, and when it was settled, everyone would be terrified.But after a long time, the mainstay has not returned for a long time, and the minds of the bystanders will inevitably fluctuate.

The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, and it is difficult to keep still in the face of temptation, so driven by profit, there are the first batch of gamblers to test the water.

If there is one in everything, there are two, and if there are two, there are three. Now that it has started, it is difficult to stop. Over the past 1000 years, the killing and looting of the East Sea Monster Race by various parties has become much more rampant.

On the side of Huanhua Sword Sect, although the younger generation of sword repairers did not inherit the outstanding aesthetics of the ancestor, they inherited his staunch hatred of evil.There are too many people who can make choices based on their desires, and there are hundreds of people in Jianzong who can't manage it at all.

What's more, the role of leaders in various domains is more in coordinating and delivering news, so it can reflect the value in wartime, which is normal in normal times. The most is to express their attitude. If others don't want to listen, what should they do? How about it.The leaders of the five domains are not the emperors of the world. They can ask others to stop them when they issue any password.

Therefore, when Immortal Daoyan was there, Jianzong's tough attitude blocked many people from making money. Although he didn't tear his face, he was rejected by other giants in the Eastern Region in private.Even those small sects have greater resistance to Jianzong than the rival giants.

The weak are prey to the strong, and things compete with each other. There are only so many resources, and they can't compete with others. Shouldn't they be allowed to go to other places to find compensation?

In this matter, giants such as Xiaozongmen and Lingxiao faction are the community of interests, so they can resonate more.It can be said that since the rise of the Huanhua Sword Sect, it has not been popular in the Eastern Region.

Today is also the same. When Ling Xiao sent them to sneak into the deep sea and perform the Tooth Sacrifice, with elders sitting in charge, they hunted down many middle and high-level monsters this time, which can be described as a bumper harvest.Those who make up their minds make no effort to hide it, and divide the spoils on deck.

As the saying goes, the low-ranking disciples in the sect talked loudly in the outer circle, saying that for some reason, the monsters were huddled in the bottom of the sea this time, and it took a lot of effort to find them. Even if they were caught, the resistance was not as fierce as before.After talking about it, he began to blame the Yaozu for not knowing good and evil, why they hid so deep, causing them to delay on the road.

The disapproving attitude of the monks of the Lingxiao School instantly angered many people in the Huanhua Sword Sect, and they stopped their cars regardless of the number of enemies.

Before the other party could react, he heard a voice that Fang Qinghong was extremely familiar with and said loudly: "God has the virtue of good life, if you kill evil too much, you are not afraid of being backlashed by the demons in your heart, and you will end up miserable."

Fang Qinghong moved his gaze, and he really saw Yun Zhenzi.

The other party took the lead, standing at the forefront of the flying out disciples of the Sword Sect, very proud.The battle with Liu Menghan that year had given him great inspiration, so that in the following competitions, he was experimenting with what he had just learned.If the fight with Tang Ling hadn't been for him taking a slanted sword and eagerly trying his unformed tricks, the final ranking would have been rewritten.

However, Yun Zhenzi is really a sword idiot, the honor and disgrace from the outside world is never what he seeks, and the comments of others come in from one ear and out from the other, and he only wants to go back to the sect for retreat. See you in 30 years, he has broken through to Nascent Soul, and he is making rapid progress, almost entering the middle stage.

Fang Qinghong looked around, and after confirming that there was no trace of He Tiantian, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.The little junior brother is currently cultivating, and he has survived to the foundation establishment. As far as the situation on Yingzhou Island is concerned, it is really not a place for him to come.

Fang Qinghong withdrew his gaze, it was not the time to recognize each other.

On the other side, the disciples of the Ling Xiao faction who came back to their senses began to fight back: "I don't know who it is, it turned out to be you idiot."

This disciple seemed to have some status, and the rest of the young people in the sect stood behind him and respected him.This person has a long and thin face, high browbones, slender and slender eyes, with a mean look, and his teeth are very sharp.He turned his head on purpose, and made a gesture of chatting with his colleagues: "Look, don't you? If it weren't for those monsters who don't know each other, we wouldn't waste time bumping into these stones in the latrine. Yes, that's right. That's you."

After pointing at the sword cultivator opposite, he retracted it and slapped it in front of his nose, showing an unbearable expression of disgust: "It's smelly and hard. If you meet it from a distance, the smell is already unbearable."

Behind him, the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect, who were only looking after him, burst into laughter, and even the people who led the Tiandimen and the Hall of Supreme Harmony were teasing, whispering to each other, and whispering to each other while looking at the livid-faced Jianzongmen.You don't need to listen to know it's not a good word.

Yun Zhenzi didn't change his face, he summoned the Jinglan Sword and waved it casually, and a huge wave of ten feet high was immediately set off behind him: "Wen Tianyu, you are not a man if you only show off your quick tongue, come and fight if you have the ability."

"Tch, you think everyone is like you, like a reckless man, but we want to save our strength to seize the opportunity." The big disciple of the Lingxiao faction who spoke out before laughed, as if he suddenly thought of something, The topic changed: "That's right, with the current you, I'm afraid there is no chance."

The disciple who had just sung the oboe with him received the wink, and immediately responded with understanding: "Eldest senior brother, could it be that so-and-so you are talking about? Just what kind of Taoism did Jianzong blow to the sky before?"

"Oh, what a pity, he passed away at such a young age. What kind of lucky star was favored by the heavens? Now it seems that he doesn't have much mercy from the heavens. Let me see, even if he comes, it won't matter. If the cake really hit him on the head, he has to live to enjoy it—"

When he said this, Wen Tianyu deliberately dragged the end of the sound, looked at Yun Zhenzi and speculated maliciously: "Wait a minute, it can't be fake, right? The so-called innate Taoist birth is just a lie of your Jianzong to deceive the world... "

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, the sharp sword wind slapped him hard.

Yun Zhenzi's expression was condensed, and he was really angry: "The misfortune comes from your mouth, I think you don't want to live anymore. How about Junior Brother Fang, when will it be your turn to intervene?"

Wen Tianyu covered his bleeding cheek with a stern voice: "You are so brave!"

Yun Zhenzi's sword blow was merciless, the cut almost occupied half of his cheek, it was deep and heavy, Wen Tianyu could even touch the cut muscle under the skin tissue.What's more ruthless is that after the opponent slapped his face, it didn't matter, he attached his aura around the wound, and pressed back the true essence covered by Wen Tianyu time and time again, making it clear that he didn't want him to heal.

The scorching pain scorched people's minds, Wen Tianyu was so angry that he lost his mind, he waved his hand and summoned his natal magic weapon, vowing to win back his face.

Yun Zhenzi didn't have the same reason to be polite to him. The Jinglan sword was spinning at a high speed, and they were on the sea again. The advantage of Yangshui Lingge had been greatly blessed. I saw several waterspouts rising against the wind, heading straight towards Lingxiao Pai and others were blown from the direction where they were located - unexpectedly enveloping them all in arrogance!

At the same time, Yun Zhenzi pinched the sword formula, pointed at Wen Tianyu, and shouted: "Go!"

Surrounded by strong air currents and tides, the Jinglan Sword rushed towards the person.

"Stealing fame and stealing the world? Just let me see how much of a piece of trash you have!"

As soon as Yun Zhenzi finished speaking, his sword slammed heavily on the opponent's sword.When the two soldiers clashed, Wen Tianyu's long sword wailed immediately, and there was only a "click", and cracks appeared on the blade that was cut.

Wen Tianyu, who is connected with its spirit and soul, spurted blood. Although his cultivation base is at the same level as Yuanying, he is invincible at the same level of sword cultivation, and he is no match for Yun Zhenzi at all.

"Huangkou kid, how dare you speak bravely?"

Seeing that his proud disciple was about to be maimed, the elders of the Ling Xiao sect finally made a move.A giant palm stretched out from the light cloud boat, grabbing directly at Yun Zhenzi.It is the Cracking Sky Palm, one of the top skills of the Lingxiao School!

The dignified and distracted Zhenjun used a killer move on the junior without regard for face.Everyone present could see his sinister intentions. He wanted to take the opportunity to obliterate the outstanding descendants of the hostile forces.

Although under the background of Fang Qinghong, the light of Jianzong's contemporary disciples has dimmed a lot, but Yun Zhenzi's talent is rare in other sects.

The big palm came first, and when Yun Zhenzi was about to be enveloped, the situation on the field changed again.

Frost and cold air rushed towards the face, the sky changed suddenly, and at noon when the sun was shining, white snowflakes suddenly floated.Immediately afterwards, a crowd of Bai Lian, who was as cold as the moon, flashed past.

"what!!"

There was a shrill scream in the light cloud boat, the vision of the big palm was broken, and an old man flew out of the cabin angrily. Everyone was horrified to find that his casting hand was cut off by a sharp knife at the wrist!

Everyone looked in the direction of Bai Lian's return, and saw a frosty silver-haired True Monarch standing far away with his robes fluttering.The white drill that just took the right hand of the man was the sharp sword in his hand.

The sword body is long and thin, only two fingers wide, and the blade is like eternal ice, showing an almost transparent color under the sunlight.The hilt of the sword, which looks like gold but not gold, looks like jade but not jade, is held by a white and slender hand. For a moment, people can't tell who is reduced to a foil.

The point of the sword that was facing downward naturally was clean without a single drop of turbid blood.

Fang Qinghong was dumbfounded, Master? !

It was really unexpected that the person who led the Huanhua Sword Sect on this trip was Daoyi Zhenjun who never cared about vulgar things.And his master broke through again, even skipped the Dzogchen out of the body, and directly entered the distraction period.

Fang Qinghong couldn't help being flustered in the wind, everyone said that his cultivation was as easy as breathing, obviously Master is the one!This one entered the country quickly, as if all the demons in his heart had become decorations.

"Disciple competition, you and I must not interfere." Daoyi Zhenjun's pupils were light and clear, revealing an unspeakable ruthlessness, as if everything could not enter his eyes and his heart.

"Violators will die."

Ling Xiao sent the elders to pass through the battle with lingering fears, and the shame and anger of being defeated by a public move rushed to his head again, especially Dao Yi repeated the same trick, attaching the sword energy to the wound.

For Zhenjun, the rebirth of a severed limb is as easy as flipping the palm of his hand. Now that he can't connect his hand under the eyes of everyone, wouldn't he be telling everyone that his skills are not as good as others?

Really worthy of the same strain of annoying.

"Shang, Qing, Jian." He gritted his teeth and snorted, and retaliated: "Bai Qiutang, how could you not know what your plan is? There is a treasure in Yingzhou Island, so you just want to grab the elixir so you can take it." Save your second apprentice."

Fang Qinghong was stunned.

He had mixed feelings in his heart, his emotions were surging, and he didn't know what to say.Bai Qiutang is Dao Yi's secular name. After monks enter the Tao, they all address each other by their dao titles. Only those who are very close can be called by their common names in private.After reaching the level of a true monarch, the status is even more respected. This move by the elders of the Lingxiao faction is undoubtedly very rude.

Dao Yi was not good at words, he was as cold as a block of ice, but his heart was warm, and he would always selflessly protect the three of them under his wings.The four masters and apprentices of Qinglian Peak had a deep bond. Fang Qinghong once thought that he had no father or mother, and didn't know brotherhood, but if he really wanted to have a family, would he be like them?

Thinking of this, there was an almost painful warm current in his heart, and Fang Qinghong's nose felt a little sore.Before parting, Master's deep love and righteousness are vividly remembered, but in this life, he is doomed to have nothing to repay, and he will have to lose to others.

Not far away, the elder of the Lingxiao faction was still talking nonsense: "Give up, your disciple died in the secret realm long ago, and there are no bones left!"

Hearing this, Fang Qinghong who was behind the crowd couldn't help but want to get out of the crowd, but was grabbed by Fu Yao.

The man held it tightly and whispered in his ear: "Wait."