Zhen Yan mobilized a piece of shining golden armor to defend herself, and at the same time released her body-protecting spirit armor. On the other side, her soul also flowed slightly, condensing a golden light. From that look, she was about to attack Zhao Jiuge. Have a mind blow.
The crystal clear blue body of Zhentian Thunder Lion was flashing with a faint blue light, and at the same time, there was a constant thunder light. His eyes were fierce, and he moved his strong limbs towards Zhao Jiuge, whose consciousness was already somewhat blurred.
In the distance, Shasha's eyes were about to burst. At this moment, she was on the verge of tangle. No matter what the situation was, she could only save one person. On one side was her junior brother Zhao Jiuge, and on the other side were the other four or five people from Xuantian Sword Sect. A disciple.
Under normal circumstances, in this situation, everyone will choose the side with more people. After all, there is only one person on Zhao Jiuge's side, but emotionally speaking, Zhao Jiuge is her junior brother, so the relationship between the two is naturally extraordinary, but fortunately The current situation did not keep Shasha entangled for too long, but something unexpected happened again!
"Oops, it seems I'm still late."
A crisp voice suddenly appeared in the fighting field. That crisp voice seemed a little out of place with the roar of spiritual power in the field.
Everyone couldn't help being surprised and looked around quickly. Whether they were disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect or the disciples of the three sects, they were all a little surprised that there was an additional figure in Changchun, and they didn't know when this figure appeared.
I saw a young man in a yellow monk's robe with red lips and white teeth, looking at the disciples who lost their lives due to fighting with a look of unbearable expression.
The young monk did not have any decorations on his body, and his hands were empty, except for the brown beads on his wrists. Although they were not large in size, they were quite compassionate. Seeing the fighting in the field, he suddenly felt unhappy in his heart.
If Zhao Jiuge's consciousness hadn't become blurry at this moment, he would definitely have discovered that this person was the San Wu who they had experienced together in the beginning and later separated from each other! Since Sanwu could appear in this dreamy wonderland, he was naturally participating in the sect martial arts competition. Thinking of the sects participating in the sect martial arts competition this time, Sanwu's identity was revealed, and he turned out to be a disciple of the Wuming Temple.
The sudden appearance of Sanwu immediately aroused the alert, including the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect, because the two sides were fighting fiercely, and anyone could easily break the current situation. This was something neither party wanted, and they Neither party knew the young monk very well, so naturally they had no friendship with him.
But Sanwu's next actions immediately proved his position! After Sanwu looked at Zhao Jiuge's unfavorable situation, he exuded the aura of spiritual power, clasped his hands together, and ran directly towards Zhao Jiuge.
At this time, Zhen Yan's mental shock was released directly towards Zhao Jiuge. The golden light was as fast as lightning, and the sky-shaking thunder lion behind him also left a phantom in the air, running towards Zhao Jiuge, with the purpose of killing Zhao Jiuge.
The appearance of San Wu naturally caught Zhen Yan's eyes. Although he did not understand San Wu's identity and position, in order to avoid unnecessary changes, Zhen Yan took action directly and killed Zhao Jiuge first.
However, Zhen Yan's speed is already fast enough, but Sanwu's movements are even faster than him. It seems that he is just moving his legs, but his hands are still clasped together while running, but the halo around his body gradually becomes thicker. It rose up and continued to ripple, but it did not dissipate.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge was naturally unable to activate the Eight Desolate Sword Formation due to his mental exhaustion. The eight flaming red flying swords had already circled around Zhao Jiuge, and his consciousness was also relatively weak.
"call out…"
Just when Sanwu was standing next to Zhao Jiuge, the mental shock also came like a shadow, but Sanwu's whole body suddenly activated magic arts, and a fierce offensive broke out. The golden light that had been filled around him immediately It condensed into a golden bell. Although it was just a shadow, its aura should not be underestimated.
Since Sanwu was in front of Zhao Jiuge, the mental shock completely hit Sanwu, but Sanwu had no impact at all, just like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, without even a single ripple. .
"Boom..."
Then there was a violent roar, accompanied by the roar of a beast, and the sky-shaking thunder lion was seen impacting in front of Zhao Jiuge and Sanwu, but it could not help but ignore the golden bell around Sanwu's body.
Sanwu's expression was neither sad nor happy, not too disturbing. Even if the Thunderous Thunder Lion was in front of him, he remained unmoved. Although the Thunderous Thunder Lion could not do anything to him, he did not want to hurt anyone.
The lightning around the body of the Thunderous Thunder Lion shook violently, but no matter whether it was brute force or lightning, the golden bell shadow remained motionless. The Wuming Temple's body tempering method was by no means weaker than that of Taiman Mountain, but it had always been low-key.
And Sanwu was wearing a yellow robe, staying quietly beside Zhao Jiuge, with a strong aura, and silently guarding Zhao Jiuge. The aura exuded by Sanwu was clearly at the late stage of Nascent Soul Realm. Although the movement caused was not big, the movement caused was not. Small.
Seeing Sanwu's actions, several Xuantian Sword Sect disciples, including Shasha, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although they didn't know this young monk, this was an act of friend rather than enemy, which still made them feel at ease. Quite a few.
As for Zhen Yan and Jiang Huding, they couldn't help but feel a little angry. After all, Zhao Jiuge escaped time and time again, but they didn't take Sanwu's appearance and stance too seriously. After all, it's just one person, and he's still in the Nascent Soul realm, so he can't change any big situation at all.
The disciples in Mimengxian naturally only care about the current strength of both sides. At least they can know it well when fighting. When Xiaguang Peak saw Sanwu's actions, some people suddenly looked different and a little weird. After all, Sanwu was born. Many people know this about the Wuming Temple, and when entering the Wonderland, Sanwu's every move represents the Wuming Temple, which after all represents the issue of one's position.
Before the sect competition began, Wan Dao Sect had already made a clear stance to become the enemy of Xuantian Sword Sect, so this is why so many sects chose to join Wan Dao Sect, while Lankushan and Caolu Jian Tang chose to follow Xuantian Sword Sect because neutral sects often do not end well.
Since ancient times, Wuming Temple has always given people the impression that it does not seek fame and wealth, and has not competed with the world. It has not participated in any sect martial arts competitions for so many years. Originally, when participating in the sect martial arts competition this year, Master Fu Qing thought it was just Wuming Temple's whim, but At the moment, it seems that it is clearly not what he thought. Although there is only one person in Wuming Temple, what Sanwu did just now was clearly his choice to get entangled with Xuantian Sword Sect.
Master Fu Qing's face turned so ugly for the first time since the sect martial arts competition. Even if the situation was so bad before, or if several disciples in the realm of gods appeared, his face would never look so ugly.
Master Fu Qing, who was originally full of confidence, couldn't help but feel a little worried. If there was no variable like Wuming Temple, even if any other accidents happened, Master Fu Qing wouldn't feel worried because he had planned everything. , but Wumingsi’s gesture made Master Fu Qing frown.
He was thinking in his mind, when did the Wuming Temple, which never sought fame and fortune, collude with the Xuantian Sword Sect, and what their purpose was, and whether they were targeting the Wandao Sect.
Master Fu Qing was a little confused for a while. He kept thinking wildly and was not even in the mood to watch the martial arts competition. If Master Fu Qing could think of these things, others could naturally think of them, so they all looked weird and couldn't bear it. The residents looked at Jingxin and Huiming a few more times.
Facing the fiery gazes of so many people around him, Jingxin remained calm and motionless, while Huiming smiled bitterly and complained in his heart.
Huiming naturally understood what the glances of those around him meant, but he was a little aggrieved and could not express his grievances. He actually understood the relationship between his apprentice and Zhao Jiuge, and the friendship between the two was what Sanwu told him when he returned to Wuming Temple. Passed.
Sanwu's actions are purely personal and have nothing to do with Wumingsi's actions. However, Huiming doesn't bother to explain anything. Their Wumingsi's status is transcendent and they don't seek fame and wealth, so they naturally don't care about the rumors. Not to be afraid of anyone.
It can be said that Sanwu has a glass heart and is loved by everyone. Don't talk about this trivial matter, even if he gets into a bigger trouble, it won't be a big deal. Naturally, there will be people watching for him.
"What's happening here?"
Hua Lingsu asked with some confusion. She looked at Yuan Yixiu and, like others, she also thought of other things.
"You ask me who I'm asking, these guys from the Xuantian Sword Sect are so confident and so calm, do they really have any plans?" Yuan Yixiu couldn't help but sigh. At present, this sect's martial arts competition is considered to be more and more popular. It’s getting more exciting.
"Who am I asking you to ask me?"
Hearing Yuan Yixiu's tone, Hua Lingsu responded in a decent manner. Yuan Yixiu suddenly curled his lips helplessly, and the two of them were speechless.
Not only these people, but also Elder Canyue and others are a little confused as to why this young monk who rushed out halfway helped them Xuantian Sword Sect.
"Does that boy Jian Wuxin have other plans? Why don't I know? Why did Wuming Temple suddenly participate in the martial arts competition this year?"
Elder Canyue glanced at Elder Kuying and Elder Xue Qingfeng, and there seemed to be a little hope in his eyebrows.
"There are no arrangements. If there were arrangements, it wouldn't be so big this time. I think it's probably not what we thought."
After Elder Kuying pondered for a moment, he shook his head and said slowly.
"I think it was probably Zhao Jiuge who got acquainted with others when he went out for training. Wuming Temple has never paid attention to fame and fortune, and will not get involved in these disputes of ours."
Xue Qingfeng said nonchalantly, after all, regardless of what the matter was, the current situation could be regarded as a near miss for the Xuantian Sword Sect, compared to the Giant Sword Sect and these three sects that had joined forces. It can be said that it is much better.
Although Zhao Jiuge did not lead his disciples to directly find the Wandao Sect and eliminate the roots as originally planned, but after he destroyed the Giant Sword Sect and severely damaged the Valley of Beasts, Taiman Mountain and Yuehua Academy, due to a combination of circumstances, It can be considered that the goal has been achieved.