In the sky, Lord Dao Lei glanced at the old man with bruised body and said lightly: "You are a little embarrassed... It seems that the strength of refining your body and forming a soldier is not as ideal as you imagined."

The old man Yuanqi snorted lowly, with a gloomy face and did not speak. He was obviously hit and his heart was a little heavy.

Lord Daolei looked at the old man Nie and advised: "Old man Nie, since I have come, please don't think about taking the life of the old man Yuanqi."

The old man Nirvana sneered, "Zi Dao Lei, I am afraid that I will not be able to save my life with your soul mark!"

In a short time, Lord Daolio heard two similar words in Wenzong. The soreness of the last time that he failed to protect Zi Qiuyun couldn't help but emerge, causing him to have a trace of murderous intent towards the old man Nirvana.

But as soon as he saw the king of Tianjian on the other side, he knew that today's final game came from him and the latter. Now that he saved some effort, he would have one more chance of winning.

After all, that is the "Lanting Tie" related to Lanting Calligraphy.

Lord Daolei said, "I am curious. The desire for "Lanting Tie" that day did not seem to be fake. What exactly did it change your mind?"

The old man Nirvana sneered, "What is it, what does it have to do with you?"

"Because Lanhe? I know you have a very good relationship with Lanhe in private. This time Lanhe didn't come. I guess he was persuaded to quit?" said Lord Daolei.

Old Man Nirvana did not respond, but just looked at him coldly.

The Lord of Daolei smiled and said, "Interesting... Interesting! Then today, you will be ruined here with Wenzong! Let's see if you are about to fall, will you save you if Lanhe comes or not?"

He took a step forward, and the Tao wheel turned into jade. The endless Taoist surrounds his body like fireflies, and the lightning rushes like a long river.

"'Thunder Flash'!"

"Boom!"

In the long river of lightning, a thick blue thunder dragon broke through the air, wrapped in numerous rules, penetrated the air, and killed the old man Nirvana.

"Tempering the body, and destroying the mountains and rivers!" Old Man Ni raised his lips, and a mountain and river evolved around his body, gathering supreme fist force and blasted towards the thunder dragon.

...

Another battlefield.

The head of Mo Yang looked at the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom with great solemnity and said in a deep voice: "Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, I, Wenzong, and you, Jin Han, will not violate the well water of the river. Now this is the grudge between us and the Panlong Mansion. Do you want to get involved?"

The Lord of the Tianjian Kingdom slowly swept across the Wenzong land without letting go of any corner. Finally, he spoke slowly and asked, "Where is my son... Ling Yuhang?"

"It's interesting to find my son and I, Wenzong, come to see you." Chief Mo Yang said lightly. Today, the Lord of Tianjian came over from thousands of miles, and he must have made a big plan. He was already prepared for it.

To put it bluntly, the Lord of the Tianjian Kingdom came to smash the scene and had nothing to do with his son and grandson. Ling Yuhang and others were just a reason to take action... Now that he is in trouble, the three Daoye Sects joining forces is already a huge monster. If there is another Lord of the Tianjian Kingdom, he is no longer afraid.

As the head of Wenzong, he now has some disciples... As the saying goes, how can he finish his nest after being destroyed? If Wenzong is really a disaster today, he hopes that his disciples will escape as far as possible.

But the Lord of the Heavenly Sword clearly appeared after responding to the call for help from the Mad Dragon Ancestor, but after appearing, he ignored the Mad Dragon Ancestor and did not take a look at the fallen Sword Pavilion cultivators, but directly asked for people straight to the point.

This opening without even a sloppy eye made Chief Mo Yang feel a sudden increase in pressure.

"I won't ask again." The Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom stood on his face, with no sadness or joy on his face, and his tone was domineering. "If you don't answer within three breaths, I will slash a sword on your Master Wen's Peak. If you don't answer again, I will slash another sword on your Wudao Peak... Look at how many swords you, the seven peaks of Wen's Peak, can bear me."

"one……"

The Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom's voice was lingering, echoing over the entire Wenzong, making a devastating act.

How did the disciples in various places in the Wenzong Dynasty see such a situation? Several major wars, and the king came in person. Looking at the entire Mu Zhouxing, it was a major event that had never happened in a thousand years, but like today, fire has come and mortals are robbed.

"What happened! Why did the Tianjian Kingdom come to rescue disasters?" Countless disciples screamed and were at a loss.

"Sect Master! The Sect Master will definitely protect us!" The eyes of the disciples of Qifeng were firmly staring at the head of Mo Yang.

"Master of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, you're too much." Master Mo Yang gritted his teeth and shouted with a gloomy face, "Are you not afraid that the same thing will happen to you in the future?"

"You are the weak, and you have no right to speak. This world is the world of the strong. I am stronger than you, so you must obey my rules." The Lord of the Tianjian Kingdom looked down on the world.

"two……"

"Senior brother! I, Wenzong, still has blood, why are you afraid of him as an enemy?" The middle-aged man in the red robe shouted loudly.

"Although my Wenzong has declined, his aura remains!"

"Senior brother, our masters retreated many years ago, and the Shuxuan Realm became a place for others to experience. Now that we retreat again, Wenzong will become their back garden!"

"We can't retreat any more today!"

"Even if the whole world is enemies, I, Wenzong, cannot not kneel down!" The old man with crane roared, and his voice shocked the entire Wenzong, making a disciple's heart stand up.

Master Mo Yang took a deep breath, his eyes flushed slightly. Looking at the King of Sword Kingdom today, he couldn't help but think of the misfortune that Wenzong encountered when he was a disciple of Wenzong. Now it was finally his turn to carry the burden. He would never allow the same disaster to fall on their Wenzong again!

"My Mo Yang has been trusted by his fellow brothers... I have been the head of Wenzong for thousands of years... For thousands of years, Wenzong has not fought with the world. Although he has established a stubborn country, he has not participated in any struggle..."

"Now you are coming in a fierce manner, and you are going to start a massacre for your own selfishness..."

"My disciple of Wenzong, if you encounter injustice when you are practicing outside, have you ever helped me?"

"I, a disciple of Wenzong, are deeply trapped in a disaster. When you are in trouble, have you ever thought that you would be buried in a secret realm when you are in trouble?"

"Now, your disciples are robbed, and you come to ask for punishment... The saying "Life and death are all in peace" is farting?!"

"Your disciples are disciples, and my disciples of Wenzong are not disciples anymore?"

"Their lives are not life?"

"Why is their death the 'life'? The death of your disciples is unfair?!"

"Why?!"

"The Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom! The Lord of Daolio! The Ancestor of Yunmang Sword! The Old Man of Yuanqi! The Ancestor of Mad Dragon! I ask you, why do you do it?!"

"Today, I, Mo Yang, will be killed in battle! I will never be able to recover! If you want to offend me, Wenzong, please step on my body first!"
Chapter completed!