Hua Xiangrou, who was also not far away, saw a malicious look in her eyes when she saw this scene.

She thought it was a great opportunity to ruin Luo Xihan's reputation.

At this moment, Luo Xihan saw that the other disciples of the mountain sect had been bewitched and then turned back.

"I didn't expect you to be despicable, Du Mingzhe." Luo Xihan said harshly every word.

Du Mingzhe sneered and said: "Humph... So what if you are despicable? Who told you to protect him? Who in the world of cultivation doesn't know that I, Du Mingzhe, have always been devoted to you."

"It's so humbling..."

Luo Xihan held the Bingxin Sword and looked at the cultivators behind Du Mingzhe with lightning-like eyes.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared not far from Luo Xihan.

The visitor was Duan Qianhong. He looked at Luo Xihan and said, "Holy girl, this place is not good for you."

"Duan Qianhong!" Luo Xihan said in surprise.

She was surprised that the man beside her was already in the late stage of Jindan cultivation.

Duan Qianhong waved the fan in his hand, smiled and said, "It's me...we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Luo Xihan said calmly: "You should stay less involved in my affairs..."

"The law enforcement team of the Cultivation Sect will not care about the fight outside the Cultivation City. You must not know that!"

Duan Qianhong had a calm expression on her face and kept looking at Luo Xihan. She felt uncomfortable being stared at by the latter.

In fact, Duan Qianhong had already noticed some secrets about Ye Tiansong, and he was indeed very interested in his ability to recover from his injuries so quickly.

In the distance, Xiao Xiaoxiao saw Duan Qianhong, the Holy Son of the Shu Sect, also coming. Such a figure was rarely seen on ordinary days.

"Duan Qianhong, you have to take part in this too!" Du Mingzhe said angrily.

When he saw his love rival siding with the woman he liked, his eyes were on fire.

Duan Qianhong said calmly in his heart: "For the sake of Shumen, do you want to leave quickly?"

"Holy Son of Shu, please forgive me for any offence. This is a rare opportunity. Just kill the man behind you to get the Xiaoyao Pill."

Someone said to Duan Qianhong respectfully.

Duan Qianhong's heart was still as calm as water, and he looked around.

"superior...."

I don't know who took the lead to encourage him, but there was also a group of people who were not afraid of death and swarmed forward.

As long as they kill Ye Tiansong, they can get the Xiaoyao Pill, and they are eager to advance in cultivation.

The scene in the valley got out of control and became more and more violent, with thunderclouds rolling in the sky.

Everyone stopped and stood still. They saw Duan Qianhong take action. A sharp blade emerged from the fan in his hand and had already stabbed Ye Tiansong in the chest.

Ye Tiansong firmly grasped the opponent's arm with one hand, and said with an angry look: "The Holy Son of Shu will also use such despicable methods, it is really despicable."

"If you want to blame, blame yourself. You should let the saint protect you.

Die." Duan Qianhong said coldly.

Luo Xihan's face suddenly became gloomy and scary. The opponent's attack was too fast and there was no time to save him. She did not expect Duan Qianhong to be so despicable.

The Bingxin Sword in her hand, driven by her true energy, stabbed Duan Qianhong.

But Duan Qianhong quickly raised his leg and kicked Ye Tiansong away, drew his fan sword, and blocked Luo Xihan's attack head on.

When Duan Qianhong saw Luo Xihan coming to kill him, he dodged and said, "I did this for you. If he dies, not only can you be innocent, but also..."

"shut up..."

Luo Xi shot out cold and violent shots, each move carrying her anger.

No one expected this. Ye Tiansong was lying on the ground, looking at the sky.

"Boss, I'm afraid...I..."

"What are you afraid of? I just went to the moon, and something big like this happened when I came back."

When Ye Tiansong was in despair, Long Mobai's voice rang in his ears, giving him the greatest comfort.

Long Mobai spoke again: "The sword just missed your heart by a hair, you won't die. But... you won't understand the true essence of the Five Poisons Sutra until you die once. The Five Poisons Sutra can reverse life and death. Take advantage of it now."

Realize it well."

"So that's it..." Ye Tiansong closed his eyes.

The Qiankun Inscription Seal script is full of everything. Not only does it have profound Taoist patterns, but it also contains the Six Links of the Qiankun Sutra, which blends the body into an existence like heaven and earth.

Now Long Mobai still has no cultivation, but he has opened up the Heavenly Eyes, Divine Foot, His Heart, Heavenly Ears, Fate, and Outflows.

"I didn't expect that the world of cultivation is really cruel." Long Mobai sighed in his heart.

"Crack..."

The seventh thunder fell. Long Mobai, who was under the dusk cloud, looked up, stretched out his hand to grab it, and was immediately swallowed up.

The calamity clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and everyone thought that Ye Tiansong was dead and the thunder calamity disappeared.

Du Mingzhe's face showed joy. When he saw Duan Qianhong and Luo Xihan fighting, no one dared to come close.

"Xihan, he is dead..."

"Shut up, you hypocrite."

Luo Xi snorted coldly, and made a sword flower with the long sword in her hand. She gathered her true energy, and it was the Kunlun Swordsman's Jade Girl Shuttle.

"I came just in time. I've always wanted to compete with you..." Duan Qianhong used his fan as a sword and pointed at the mountains and rivers with his sword.

"Boom..."

Two sword energies as powerful as broken mountains and cracked rocks collided together.

Seeing such a vast momentum, the cultivators around him immediately fled.

Luo Xihan's face suddenly turned pale. She was poisonous. The blow just now was her limit. The aftermath caused her to lose her balance and fall to one side.

In the eyes of others, as a saint, she not only failed but also fell down in embarrassment.

But he didn't get what he wanted next. Even Luo Xihan felt that

She would fall to the ground in a panic, but her body was hugged tightly, and the feeling of being hugged was very familiar to her.

"Shua..."

Just when everyone was unprepared, countless strands of cold sword energy fell from the sky and struck Luo Xihan head and face. It was the Hundred Swords Flower Rain from the Sword Sect.

Duan Qianhong was ten meters away from Luo Xihan. He hurriedly tried to protect her, but was pushed back by an invisible force.

Immediately, a magnificent hurricane fell from the sky, sweeping away countless sword energies.

Only then did Luo Xihan escape the disaster. Hua Xiangrou, who was not far away, looked furious.

Her Hundred Swords Flower Rain was actually broken. She couldn't figure out where the wind came from.

"Those who come near die..."

The sound echoed in the valley, full of coldness, capable of shocking the soul, and not containing any emotions.

There was a sudden silence in the valley, and Long Mobai slowly appeared in a black robe, and that was not all.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at him with frozen expressions. They saw Luo Xihan being held by a strange man.

Even Duan Qianhong was shocked, how could the other party do all this without cultivation.

Long Mobai ignored the expressions around him, focusing entirely on Luo Xihan.

After witnessing the whole process, this aloof saint stood up for Ye Tiansong and took action angrily when she saw him being killed.

"Hey, are you dead?" Long Mobai asked.

Luo Xihan's eyes were half-closed, and he said angrily: "I'm sorry, I couldn't save..."

"It's not your fault..." Long Mobai replied softly, with a different tone from the previous scolding.

"Please let go of Luo Xihan."

Duan Qianhong said sternly. He felt indifferent when he saw his favorite candidate being held by a strange man.

Long Mobai looked up at the other party and chuckled: "I just won't let her go. From today on, she is mine."

"Shameless guy, I'm going to kill you." Du Mingzhe said angrily after hearing this.

"Haha, a bunch of sanctimonious guys really know how to act, and what they say is better than what they sing."

Long Mobai clapped and angered these people. He did not expect that the saint of Kunlun Mountain would be so popular.

"court death..."

Duan Qianhong was angered for the first time, and the fan and leaf stems in his hand spread out, turning into several small swords and flying towards the opponent.

In the eyes of others, Duan Qianhong was serious this time, but in the eyes of Long Mobai, it was not worth mentioning.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the Bingxin Sword lying on the ground returned to his hand and danced casually, stirring up the sand to meet the flying sword.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

Long Mobai was able to knock back Duan Qianhong, who was in the late stage of Jindan, along with the small sword of the leaf handle, without any effort.
Chapter completed!