"Old Zhao, please advise you to see the situation clearly!"

"You really dare to kill me in my Dongyuan Hall?" Zhao Feihu said disdainfully: "Sections are not spared."

"We don't kill you, it's just a waste of you. It's just a mistake. And there are so many people, who knows which one of them is attacked? No matter how big the sect rules are, we can't punish everyone severely, right?"

“It’s exactly!”

"Brother Zhao, be more tactful!"

"It's ridiculous! It's extremely ridiculous!" Zhao Feihu sneered.

Everyone looked at him with a smile on their faces.

If there are many people and many people, there is no heavy responsibility for the law. If there are too many people and few people, it means that it is refreshing and inexplicably happy.

Moreover, Zhao Feihu has always been strong and domineering. They are all dissatisfied with it. They usually have no chance to vent, but now they have finally found a chance.

"Are you laughing?" Zhao Feihu shook his head and said, "You didn't even see what this is, just start robbing!"

"We don't have to know what this is, we just know that he can easily kill your treasure, Lao Zhao, is enough!"

"This flying knife only stabs your hand. If it stabs your heart, can you stop it, Brother Zhao?"

"Even assassinating the eyebrows, I'm afraid I can't stop it."

"Of course I can't let go of such a magical sword!"

Zhao Feihu had a gloomy face.

He felt a little deeper in his heart, knowing that the alliance had already been achieved, and it would be impossible to break it, and he could not find more grand masters.

The only thing that is today is to consume their power. It is best for them to kill each other, then clean up the mess and retrieve the treasures that should be returned to the Dongyuan Hall.

Although it is a sect, if it were not limited to the sect rules, the white knife would have been used to the red knife, which is no different from the enemy.

When the benefits are great enough, even brothers and sisters can turn against each other, let alone just being a fellow disciple.

Moreover, Kunyu Sect is too big and the friendship between the same sect is too low.

When Zhao Feihu thought of this, he sneered: "Okay, okay, since that's the case, let's follow you, see if you can subdue this treasure!"

He took more than ten steps back.

The masters behind him followed him back.

The other sixty great masters smiled proudly, and it was obvious that Dongyuan Temple had temporarily given up on the competition.

Of course, they are not stupid either.

Zhao Feihu just saw that things were not done and gave up for the time being. Once he had the chance, he would try his best to fight for it.

"Senior Brother Wei, Senior Brother Cheng, the three of us will catch the magic sword first, and then discuss how to distribute it?"

"Junior Brother Lu has a very good idea!"

"We form a triangle and surround it!"

"good!"

Suddenly, more than seventy people divided into three teams, forming a triangle, slowly shrinking, surrounding the dazzling divine sword.

As they got closer, they became more and more nervous.

This divine sword is too fast. If it is so close, it will be impossible to avoid it if it really pierces into your heart.

Seeing it easily shot through Zhao Feihu's palm, you can tell how amazing its power is.

"Stop!" The three of them raised their hands almost at the same time to stop them.

"Let's do it!" Wei Zhenying shouted: "The three of them join forces, I will use a mysterious palm!"

"I use the Heavenly Wind Palm!"

"I use Yin Lei Palm!"

"Okay, let's combine three palms and try its portion!"

"Have a palm!"

The three of them played at the same time.

A soft white light, a green light, a purple light, and three lights combine to form a blue blue light that shoots towards the divine sword.

"Buzz..." The divine sword suddenly trembled, and the next moment, it lightly passed through the palm power of the three people and drew an arc.

Amid the three muffled groans, all three of them took a few steps back in the void, their faces were solemn, and a hole appeared in their hands.

The three-person palm power could not be stopped even if they were combined.

"What a great magic sword!" They gritted their teeth and snorted slowly.

Cheng Yunhe gritted his teeth and said, "I really don't believe it anymore. Everyone can see if it can stop it!"

"Good idea!" Wei Zhenying nodded slowly.

"Try it!" Lu Chenxing nodded.

He is not optimistic.

But I was injured. If my subordinates were not injured, wouldn’t they seem to be incompetent as the deputy lord?

"Prepare to start!"

"Listen to my orders, your palms are condensed!" Wei Zhenying shouted.

Everyone agreed.

"Prepare... to get out your palm!" Wei Zhenying slapped out his palm, and his palm power hit the dazzling divine sword.

“Woo…”

"boom……"

"call……"

...

One after another, the palm force broke through the air, and followed the palm force of Wei Zhenying and gathered in the air.

Various palm forces are mixed and condensed.

Kunyu Zong’s martial arts are too complicated, and the palm techniques they practice are also different, and they are all kinds of.

However, the fundamental mental methods of Kunyu Sect are similar, so even if these strange palm powers are different, they can be combined with the fundamental mental methods of Kunyu Sect. Even if they cannot reach the purity of a fellow disciple, their power is amazing enough.

"Buzz..." a muffled sound.

The dazzling light trembled violently, as if the divine sword was trembling with fear.

The palm power condensed, making the void boil.

"Swish!" The divine sword suddenly became light, like a cracked cloth and silk sounded, and then accelerated instantly.

It seems that the more powerful the palm power, the greater the help it will be, and the faster it will be. It instantly penetrated more than seventy palms.

"ah--!"

"snort!"

...

Various voices sounded, screaming, screaming or humming, and everyone covered their hands, incredible.

They could not imagine that there was such a powerful knife, so fast that it was too fast to react.

This can indeed be called the Divine Sword.

"It's strange, why does it only hurt the palm?" Someone was puzzled.

Could it be because of the palm force that hit it, what if it was replaced with a knife?

Thinking of this, someone drew his sword and turned into a piece of horse to cut it off.

The light was motionless.

The white pony slashed into the light and passed without any obstacles. The ball of light was still there, without any damage.

It seemed that the sword light slashed was just a phantom.

“Huh?”

"Strange! I'll do it!"

Some people don’t believe in evil swords or swords.

But the sword stabbed into the light and was empty, as if it was just a shadow, and had no effect.

"Evil!"

People even disbelief of evil, and they all set out swords or swords.

Then someone took the action again.

The dazzling light that was originally hanging in the air and allowed the sword to slash suddenly slashed, penetrated lightly through his palms, and then returned to his original position.
To be continued...