"Huh? Ling Xiao!! You are arrogant!!"
Yuanyue Holy Land suddenly became quiet for a moment, and then some of the three thousand disciples suddenly made an angry voice.
But in an instant, someone whispered again, "Arrogance is a bit arrogant, but Ling Xiao can be regarded as an upright gentleman."
"Huh? What does Junior Brother mean by this?"
"He can obviously wait for the Ling clan people to hammer my sect emperor, and then punish me in one fell swoop, but he wants to fight me fairly. This is what a gentleman did."
"You say that, there is indeed some truth! It seems that even though it is an enemy, this Ling Xiao still has a bit of a place for me to learn!"
"A righteous person like him... Is it possible that the Holy Son really did it first?"
All the disciples looked at the figure standing at the foot of the mountain holding a black knife, and their eyes condensed slightly.
Hearing the tone of the descendant of the Ling clan, he was preparing...one person to fight against the three thousand disciples of Yuanyue Holy Land? !
This is...what a domineering move?
Even though the strongest disciple of Yuanyue Holy Land is no more than the first rank of God General, he is the master brother of the Sect Master, who is now 60 years old.
But this Ling Xiao is nothing more than a deception!
Where did he have the courage to boast such a sea mouth?
Could it be that... he also stepped into the gods?
impossible!
A young man of seventeen, even if he was talented, the entire Eastern Frontier hadn’t heard of anyone who could take that step at an age.
Besides! !
Even if he uses the secret method to forcefully raise his cultivation base, how can he fight against three thousand disciples?
"Sacred Master Yuanyue, please?"
Although Ling Tianlin had some worry in his eyes, he never blocked what Ling Xiao decided.
Only behind him, Void trembled slightly, as if a figure had left.
"Huh! Emperor Ling, if I die today, I will also cost you the Ling clan! All the elders of Yuanyue obey the order and fight!!"
Unmatched momentum is rising.
I saw a ray of aura silhouettes rushing out of the mountain, rushing towards the void.
Like moths fighting the fire, heroic and decisive.
"boom!"
The war broke out in an instant, and with the strength of Yuanyue Holy Land, how could it be possible to contend with the four supreme orthodoxy at the same time?
Suddenly, most of the aura that rushed into the sky was instantly extinguished, and the blood was dripping like rain, and the rich **** breath stretched for thousands of miles.
Under the sacred mountain, Ling Xiao is independent.
Not far behind him, Ye Qingchan and Lin Meng waited quietly.
At this time, there was no half smile on the faces of the two women, nor did they look at each other.
They were all eyes nervously looking not far away, the figure that seemed lonely and resolute.
They knew that what the son did today was for Nian Qingjun's hatred.
Inexplicably, their hearts suddenly a little envious of the fallen Taoist goddess.
One person, one knife, personally report this hatred.
The son... really cares about love and righteousness!
There was no expression on Ling Xiao's face, and the emperor's robe gleamed.
Since that day, Nian Qingjun blocked the curse and was killed by Ling Xiao in his arms. The latter had always felt that there was a lack in his heart.
But there will be flaws if there are defects!
Today, I will fill my devil heart with three thousand blood souls, feed my devil blade, and sacrifice to you... true love! !
"Qingyun, for you tonight."
Ling Xiao raised his head with sad eyes, people are inherently dead, but sometimes, most of them need... a little help!
But this scene fell in the eyes of Yuanyue's disciples, but there was a lot of emotion.
It seems that the rumors are indeed untrue. This descendant of the Ling clan is a person who values love and righteousness!
Such a person, even if he is an enemy, is worthy of awe! !
"Senior brothers, today I am afraid that the Yuanyue Holy Land is about to die, but it is not in vain to be able to kill this descendant of the Ling clan, everyone rush!!"
On the top of the mountain, a disciple suddenly roared, his figure flashed, and instantly rushed towards Ling Xiao.
just! !
When he fell in front of Ling Xiao, he suddenly felt as if he was empty behind him, and his heart suddenly jumped.
When I turned my head and looked around, I saw a straight mountain road leading to the top of the mountain, dark and quiet, without a single figure.
"Guru!"
Suddenly, he felt a sudden chill in his heart.
Gan!
This Ling Xiao, but the one who killed the Son of God, and he was only in the early stage of breaking the delusion, and he was just a hot head...
"Junior Brother Li is too dishonest! Although Ling Xiao is arrogant, it is also considered loyal. How can I be shameless when I wait for decency?"
"That is, our three thousand disciples act together, even if they are killed, wouldn't they be defeated by force?"
On the top of the mountain, a few Yuanyue disciples coldly hummed, righteously and solemnly.
"Pump!"
But at this time, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate at all, cut off the black knife in his hand, and without even using the half way, he directly chopped off the head of the disciple surnamed Li.
The blood soaked the magic blade, emitting a strange scarlet light.
"Whizzing!"
One after another, several Yuanyue disciples fell from the air, but in the end they were all no match for the power of Ling Xiao's sword.
The corpse was scattered, and the **** breath spread.
Ling Xiao took a step forward and started walking towards the top of the mountain.
"Guru."
Even though they were separated by hundreds of miles, the disciples of Yuanyue Holy Land still felt a deep-hearted oppression at this time.
In the end, someone started to fear, hesitate, and became less decent!
"Senior brothers, this Lingxiao is ferocious and cruel. I wait for the purpose of slaying this demon together in order to eliminate harm to the world. What morality do we have to say to such people! Kill!"
"Yes! Brother Qu is right! Honesty is also right for everyone, Ling Xiao and other demon, everyone is punishable, let's go together!"
"boom!"
The sky is full of spiritual lights, converging into a river, rushing from the top of the mountain.
Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at Ren Liu, who was pouring down like a nine-day Milky Way, with a smile finally raised at the corner of his mouth.
Good coming!
Lao Tzu's knife is already hungry!
"boom!"
The dazzling thunder light shone the entire holy mountain as bright as day, and the coercion of the third rank, like a heavy hammer, fell on the hearts of everyone.
"God general!!! Third grade!!!"
The crowd suddenly became confused for a moment.
It's just that no matter how scared they are, they have no choice at this time.
Nonsense, this is not it.
The younger brother from behind rushed forward, but I wanted to retreat, can I retreat?
In the end, the few figures that rushed forward fell from the sky, and the aura fell, like a raging wave, instantly submerging Ling Xiao's figure.
Ye Qingchan and Lin Mengyu clasped their hands tightly, their pretty faces were cold, but they still didn't move.
In other words, dare not move!
The son said, this is the battle he should fight alone, the way he should keep.
Just, suddenly a little distressed, and a little lost.
Feeling sorry for him... after all, it was a person who took everything alone, and lost his love for Nian Qingyun, really... very heavy, right?
"Om!"
Suddenly, the sound of swords shook the heavens and the earth.
In the shadow of the infinite man, the remains of the broken limbs were scattered all over the place in an instant.
And the **** boy cut out with a single knife and instantly turned into a **** path.
When the sword light passed by, the crowd seemed to be chopped up, blood flowing down the mountain road, dyeing the bluestone ancient road into blood red.
But at this time, in the Three Thousand Ways offensive, Ling Xiao also instantly appeared some blood stains.
But he seemed to be at a loss, just like that, step by step, toward the top of the peak.
"The devil... the big devil!"
Until there was no more figure in the area three feet away from the young man, the emperor's robe outside his body had been dyed blood red.
Together with the eyes and the black blade in his hand, there was also a ghost of blood.
"Brothers, let me do it!"
At this time, more than half of the three thousand disciples in the Holy Land had been killed or injured.
Before the crowd, a figure in white clothes stood proudly, and the aura of the whole body also reached the level of a **** general.
It is the great disciple of Yuanyue Holy Master, Zheng Yang!
At this time, there was also a touch of horror on his face, especially the indifference in Ling Xiao's eyes, which made him feel an indescribable chill.
"Cloth, Divine Sword and Devil Slayer Array!!"
But now, he can't retreat!
Above the thousands of miles of void, the breath gradually stabilized.
Obviously, most of them are already dead.
Yuanyue Holy Land, there is no more to rely on!
"Fight to the death!"
"Om!"
Hundreds of auras gathered in one place, and faintly transformed into a hundred-zhang divine sword.
Its upper Dao tattoos are extinguished, revealing recklessness!
A force of tearing the sky surged open, crushing the void into countless cracks.
But at this moment, there was no trace of panic on Ling Xiao's face, and the **** eyes that seemed to be stained with blood began to rise in the moon. We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.