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Text_Chapter 1966 Joint suppression!

"My benefactor, why are your face so ugly?"

Li Yue noticed that something was wrong with Zhao Fang and asked with concern.

Zhao Fang walked straight to the two monks who were talking, with cold eyes, as if they were bloodthirsty and fierce beasts. The two were so scared that their faces turned pale and subconsciously took two steps back.

"What you said is true or false?"

Zhao Fang asked in a deep voice.

"What's true? What did you say? And who are you? You're so scary..."

Before he finished speaking, the person who spoke felt a terrifying chill covering his whole body, and his whole face showed a look of horror.

"Is the Lingtian Sword Sect joining forces with the other four major forces to put pressure on Tongtian Immortal Sect true or false?" Zhao Fang's eyes became colder and imposing.

The two cultivators had good cultivation, both of which were half-step fake pills, but under the pressure of this fierce murderous intent, they still felt a sense of fear of being frightened, and their souls were all hiding, and their lives were no longer in their own hands.

The two of them changed their faces drastically, and they were sweating heavily on their foreheads. They didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. They hurriedly said, "My grandfather is the master of Jianxuan Pavilion. I heard all these news from him, so I can't make any mistakes!"

"Jianxuan Pavilion?" Zhao Fang raised his eyebrows. He had heard of the name of this force, which was quite famous.

The former Qinglian Sword Sect is also slightly inferior to it.

Dissipating the momentum, Zhao Fang's eyes were as cold as a knife.

The imposing power scared the two of them, lowered their eyebrows and looked pleased, and did not dare to breathe, and bowed and kept retreating.

"Lingtian Sword Sect, you are really looking for death!"

Zhao Fang's eyes were cold, he glanced at Wu Aoyue and said, "Let's go!"

After saying that, he picked up Wu Aoyue with one hand and appeared on Yunlong Qi. His whole body was like a dragon, turning into a shocking geek. In Li Yue's regret and others' fearful eyes, he quickly left.

"He turned out to be from Tongtian Immortal Sect." Li Yue murmured.

"However, in order to prevent Lingtian Sword Sect from provoking, Tongtian Immortal Sect has been locking the mountain gate. I have never heard of a disciple going out. Who is he?"

As he was suspicious, Li Yue's eyes suddenly widened, as if he was thinking of something.

"No, there is another person who has never returned to Tongtian Immortal Sect from beginning to end!"

Li Yue looked at Zhao Fang's leaving figure with a very complicated expression: "Can he be... he is the head of Tongtian Immortal Sect?"

Not only Li Yue guessed that many geniuses with clear minds suddenly woke up after Zhao Fang fled, and their faces changed drastically.

Then, they hurriedly left and returned to the ancestors of their respective sects to report the matter.

...

Tongtian Immortal Gate.

Hall.

Outside the hall, there were six forces guarding outside the hall.

Five of them are particularly powerful, and each of them is arrogant and has amazing cultivation.

These five forces have a clear atmosphere.

The power in the middle has a sharp sword energy, and it is the Sword Sect.

The sword on the left side was full of sword energy, and everyone looked straight and arrogant, just like a sword cultivator.

The cultivator on the right has the same strong aura. At the same time, there is a faint demonic power in his body. It is obviously a sect that often deals with cloud beasts.

These three forces are the Lingtian Sword Sect, Badao Society, and Jinyu Mansion, among the five first-class forces in Dongzhou, which are enough to rank among the top three.

Next to the Golden Eagle Mansion is a group of black-robed men with cold breaths and hiding their heads and tails. Although these people have not had strong cultivation, they are not as dangerous as the three forces at all.

It’s the killer organization, quicksand!

Next to the Badao Society, there were a group of Taoist cultivation standing in Taoist robes, which seemed peaceful and uncontested, but actually had a brilliant mind.

The Three Dao Alliance, which has the deepest heritage among the first-class forces in Dongzhou.

now.

The five forces, led by their respective fake pill powerful men, blocked the hall and forced the temple guarding monks who originally belonged to the Tongtian Immortal Sect to the corner.

Amid the grief and anger of the monks of the Tongtian Immortal Sect, the five major forces were sneering, with contempt and disdain on their faces.

at the same time.

Such a scene was also staged in the Tongtian Hall.

Five major forces visited together and demanded that the Tongtian Immortal Sect hand over Zhao Fang, the culprit who was deeply involved in disaster in Dongzhou.

The elders of Tongtian Immortal Sect, led by Yu Jin and Mr. Hong, are competing with the five first-class forces.

Even though there is a dispute.

But anyone with discerning eyes can see that the situation in Tongtian Immortal Sect is out.

If Zhao Fang is not handed over, he is likely to be besieged by five major forces.

By then, even if Yu Jin is there, it will be difficult to resist so many powerful people in the same realm.

Thinking of this.

A hint of gloom and despair flashed across the faces of the elders of Tongtian Immortal Sect.

"Sect Master, where are you?"

"If you don't show up again, Tongtian Immortal Sect will really become history!"

Countless elders shouted in their hearts.

They all knew that the situation encountered by Tongtian Immortal Sect is more dangerous than at any time.

And this critical moment.

Of course, the head is indispensable.

after all.

Although Yu Jin is strong, he is not from the Tongtian Immortal Sect. He commanded the Tongtian Immortal Sect to resist foreign enemies. It is still a bit resistant to some elders who have just merged with the new Tongtian Immortal Sect.

The same is true for Mr. Hong.

The respected elders Ouyang Zi and others have too weak cultivation and are not enough to see in front of the five major forces.

The battle has not yet begun, and Tongtian Immortal Sect has lost in terms of lineup and momentum alone.

While everyone in the hall was negotiating.

The five forces outside the hall quarreled with the guardian army headed by Han Peng of Tongtian Immortal Sect.

It is said that it is a mutual confrontation, but what is more accurate is that the five major forces mock Han Peng and others.

"What a bunch of annoying garbage. Is it worth standing with us during the Qi training period?"

"There is no place for you to stay here. Get out immediately after three breaths!"

"Otherwise, there will be no mercy to kill!"

The one who spoke was Ling Feike, a young strong man from the Lingtian Sword Sect.

Ling Feike's handsome and slender figure sets off his face like a white crane standing in a flock of chickens, which is particularly dazzling.

Moreover, his cultivation is not bad, and he has reached the seventh level of false pill.

Looking at this area, only three people can compete with him at the seventh level of the false pill.

That is the Badao Society, the Three Dao Alliance, the Golden Eagle Mansion, and the leader of the three forces.

As for the team leader of the quicksand, his strength is slightly weaker, but he is only at the sixth level of the fake pill, which is comparable to Han Peng!

"Hmph, you are too arrogant. This is my Tongtian Immortal Sect Hall. As disciples of Tongtian Immortal Sect, why can't we stand here?"

"You, however, are the ones who are overwhelming, and I really think you are the master of this Tongtian Immortal Sect..."

Behind Han Peng, a monk in the early stage of foundation building, rebuked the Tao with great resentment.

Before he finished speaking, Ling Feike looked over suddenly, his eyes were like swords. When the eyes of the foundation-building monk touched, two invisible swords were slashed out. The foundation-building monk immediately screamed and hugged his head.

At the same time, blood seeps out of the eyes.

"My eyes, my eyes..."

After the foundation-building monk screamed, he grabbed his hands blankly around him, his voice frightened.
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