The four top forces, except for the heaven hall, are all on Qin Xuan's side.
And so is Yu Yu.
The saint of Wuxiang sword sect had a cold face, but he was not reconciled. He continued to look at the direction of the heaven hall and asked in a loud voice, "where's the heaven hall? Do you think it's over?"
Cangtianfang was seriously injured by Qin Xuan and Chu Feng. He didn't believe that cangtiandian could give up.
"Naturally, it can't end here. There should be a result." The saints of the heaven hall spoke indifferently. Their blood vessels in the main body of the Shao hall were sealed and almost became useless. This is a great shame. How can they let people go like this!
"Good!" The sage of Wuxiang sword sect smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth. Then he looked at Jiang Tianxing and said, "this man, our two forces want to leave. Since you three are casual practitioners, you can leave as if nothing had happened."
"Leave here?" A cold feeling flashed in Baidan's eyes, and he said with a sneer, "I'm coming from the lower world. You want to send us away with a word. Do you look down on us?"
The sage of Wuxiang sword school didn't respond, as if he acquiesced to Bai Dan's words.
The two top forces have reached an agreement, which is enough to determine the final outcome. As long as the other forces do not intervene, the three saints are not enough in front of them.
They can now let the saints who stay in the sect come, and then the number of people can crush each other.
Jiang Tianxing and Bai Dan looked indifferent. Naturally, they knew what the other party was up to. In order to kill Qin Xuan, they did everything they could. They even wanted to bully others. They simply lost the face of the great power!
"Let me say a word."
At this time, a hoarse voice came out, and suddenly the space was quiet. Countless people looked frozen, looked in the direction of the voice, and found that the speaker was the old man with white hair.
From beginning to end, the white haired old man didn't say a word. This was the first sentence he said.
"Grandpa Wei." Mu Jinyu looked at the white haired old man. Grandpa Wei's name was Wei Ding, which was the star master who followed her father.
"What do you want to say?" The sage of Wuxiang sword sect looked at Wei Ding and asked in a flat tone. Obviously, he saw that the other party was old and didn't pay much attention to him.
"Your Excellency, it's a little too deceptive." Wei Ding looked at each other and said faintly, "this Shura hell is a place for young generations to experience. Conflict is inevitable. Defeat can only show that your skills are inferior to others, but you have to use the power of the sect to eradicate the roots. Isn't it a shame?"
"Since ancient times, strength determines everything. If the truth is useful, so many people will not die in vain." The sage of Wuxiang sword school responded frankly. He admitted that it was against morality, but he still wanted to do it.
When they reach the realm of saints, they all have their own way. Moreover, they will not think that their way is wrong. Even if others try to persuade them, their hearts will not be shaken.
"It seems that I can't persuade you." Wei Ding finally sighed, but at the next moment, a terrible edge flashed in his turbid eyes, as if he was no longer a dying old man, but an unparalleled strong man, with an unparalleled breath emanating from his body and enveloping the boundless space.
After feeling the breath emitted by Wei Ding, the faces of countless people present changed, and their hearts trembled wildly. What a terrible pressure!
"Third order!" A look of horror suddenly appeared in the eyes of the sage of Wuxiang sword sect. It seemed incredible that the old man who had been standing there quietly was a third-order saint!
The saints of all major forces are first-class. They are not the top power in their respective forces, so they will be sent to Shura hell. After all, most of them are imperial figures. They just play a deterrent role and generally don't fight.
The third-order saints, no matter what forces they are in, are absolutely the top combat power. They are two levels higher than them. Their strength is much stronger than them. Crushing them is like crushing an ant.
Qin Xuan looked at Wei Ding and felt very shocked. He didn't expect such a strong man to save him, but he didn't know why. Was it the helper invited by Jiang Tianxing?
"Now, do you still insist on what you just thought?" Wei Ding looked at the sage of Wuxiang sword sect and asked. Although his tone was calm, it made people feel a threat like nothing. No one would doubt that if the sage of Wuxiang sword sect dared to say no, he might fall here on the spot.
"Your words are too serious. If you want to take him away, I have nothing to say." The sage of Wuxiang sword sect bowed his hands and said that his attitude was different from that of the previous generation.
"Old fox!" Many people can't help but satirize that this guy really met the wind to make the rudder. When he saw that the situation was wrong, he immediately changed his face and even called the other party's predecessors, as if he had forgotten his previous attitude.
"OK, do others have any comments?" Wei Ding asked the crowd again. He looked at the Heaven Temple intentionally or unintentionally, as if he were asking them.
The saint who spoke before the heaven hall looked very ugly and felt his face burning. Naturally, he dared not say no. in the hands of the third-order saint, there were 10000 ways to let him die.
"Since there is no objection, I'll take the man away."
Wei Ding spoke faintly. Then he looked at Qin Xuan below. The edge in his eyes disappeared in an instant. Instead, he looked kind and gentle, smiled and said, "come with me, little friend."
"Thank you for saving your life, elder." Qin Xuan bowed respectfully and then walked towards Jiang Tianxing. Chu Feng and others naturally followed.
"How did the two elders know I was in danger?" Qin Xuan looked at Jiang Tianxing and Bai Dan and asked suspiciously.
"I'll tell you when I get back. Get out of here first." Jiang Tianxing said.
"OK." Qin Xuan nodded. This is really not the place to talk.
So the party left here in a fair and aboveboard manner. The strong forces looked at their leaving figure and looked very embarrassed. Unexpectedly, they mobilized the masses to come. Not only did they not lose Qin Xuan, but also lost face. It was like lifting a stone and hitting yourself in the foot.
"Finally left safely." Mu Jinyu's face eased a lot and her heart hung down, but she was still a little afraid. If Grandpa Wei didn't arrive, Qin Xuan would die today.
"Mu Jinyu, you must tell me about it." A cold voice came. It was Yiji who spoke. Today, he didn't challenge Mu Jinyu on the spot for the sake of the overall situation, but it doesn't mean that this matter has passed!