Before the large number of disciples from the Xijianchi Pond arrived, no one thought of Fang Yuan's thoughts...
This leader of the Six Paths seemed to be full of passion. Just because he discovered the existence of the underground palace, he was willing to take a big risk and sneaked into the underground palace to investigate. In order to pass on this news, he was not willing to be chased for thousands of miles by the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal. He looked like a stupid young man. general existence.
Later, he borrowed the power of Chengtian Swordsmanship and used the Wusheng Sword Tomb as bait to stir up the greed of the cultivators in the snow plain, broke through the underground palace formation, and plundered supplies crazily. Against this persistence and madness, he also It seems that he has gone crazy, completely crazy. In order to destroy this underground palace, he has not hesitated to use so many resources to cheapen the Sky Sword Dao and encourage the power of this evil sword. It seems that even if the Dao eliminates demons, the snowy field will no longer have peace. , we must also break the hard work of everyone in the underground palace and expose their affairs to the world...
But in the end, the appearance of the disciples of Xijianchi suddenly made many people understand.
It turns out what he was thinking was not that simple...
He didn't really give Chengtian Kendo a great gift, he just borrowed Chengtian Kendo's hand to disrupt the layout of the underground palace, slowed down the speed of cleaning up their hands, and even used this to expose the existence of this underground palace. Yu Tianxia ensured that the Immortal Alliance would receive the news, but he did not want Chengtian Sword Dao to get these materials, so he gave another opportunity to the disciples of the Xi Jianchi to finish...
"Why is this kid so evil-hearted?"
Although they haven't fully understood all this, the disciples of Chengtian Sword Dao, Xi Jianchi, and the underground palace masters all hated Fang Yuan.
From each of their perspectives, they realized that Fang Yuan was against them.
For the disciples of Xijianchi and the masters of the underground palace, this underground palace could no longer be hidden. Cut Fang Yuan under the sword.
"What good will it do to you if you act like this?"
The elder of Chengtian Swordsmanship was also filled with hatred and struck with a sword from the darkness.
It's hard to describe how terrifying the sword light rushing toward Fang Yuan was at this moment. There were three white-robed men in Xijianchi and an elder from Chengtian Sword Dao. Just these four swords had already reached an unspeakably terrifying level. , not to mention there are many people around
A mighty force rolled towards Fang Yuan like a tide.
"Boom..."
Even if Fang Yuan tried his best to raise his sword intent at this moment, even if he had prepared for this moment and used almost all the Jade Slip Forbidden Formation on his body to protect him, but He was still knocked away by the flood, and the jade slips around him shattered one after another at this time, like fireworks, and countless gunpowder smoke scattered and filled the air.
"Pfft..."
He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a dim immortal willow appeared behind him, sustaining his little remaining vitality.
And he also relied on the other party's tyrannical strength and the cover of the surrounding smoke to escape and rush into the surrounding crowd.
At this time, the area around the underground palace was already in chaos, with crowds of people flowing in and light falling like rain. In addition, the location he was in was exactly what Fang Yuan had deliberately chosen, so at this time, he was directly confused. The crowd was drowned, and the dim atmosphere was covered up by his mysterious magic technique. It was like a fish leaping into the sea and disappearing in an instant, leaving only faint ripples.
"This thief..."
The surrounding disciples of Xijianchi were eager to catch up, but were held back by the people around them.
At this time, I saw that all the disciples of the Sword Washing Pond had rushed to the vicinity of the underground palace. Before they arrived, countless sword lights flew from a distance, and in the void around the underground palace, Hula Labu laid down A sword formation sealed off the underground palace that was in chaos, and then all the sword cultivators gathered like clouds and hurried to all directions around them, forming a huge sword formation in the sky.
Some of them looked at them from a distance, with disgust in their eyes: "Abandon the sword!"
This group of disciples from the Sword Washing Pool had desperate eyes and humiliated their swords on the ground.
"Still want to escape?"
The elder of Chengtian Sword Dao, who was in the midst of the fire, was unwilling to give in. Just as he was about to catch up, he heard a message coming from the side: "That kid still has the real map of the Wusheng Sword Tomb on him. Do you really think so?" Want to kill him? Let’s go!”
He was reminded by this sound and hurriedly looked around. When he saw so many disciples of Xijianchi rushing towards him, he suddenly became timid. He did not dare to stay at this time. He also hurriedly covered his Qi and joined other Chengtian. The swordsmanship monks quietly blended into the chaotic crowd around them, taking advantage of the flow of people and hurriedly fled outside the underground palace.
As for the Xijianchi monks, they naturally saw that the Xueyuan monks in the underground palace were all trying to escape. They also knew that they had more or less snatched some resources, and even guessed that there might be some Chengtian swordsmanship in them. The evil cultivators, but although hundreds of them came, they could not really kill all these countless people, and with their number, they could not completely seal off the surroundings of this huge underground palace immediately. He could only take the initiative, frown and let these people disperse.
No matter what, these people only took away a small part, and most of the supplies in the underground palace were saved in time!
"What on earth did you do..."
In mid-air, the disciples were already rushing to various locations, guarding the four directions and sealing off the underground palace.
But among the crowd, a Nascent Soul Sword Immortal wearing a blue robe walked out. He stepped on the wind and snow in the air, and with a wave of sword consciousness, he scanned the underground palace and saw the countless scattered supplies, as well as what he had just seen. Countless people were killed and injured in the chaos, and their faces became increasingly ugly. At the end, their eyes coldly swept over the Zhongzhou monks who were sitting in the underground palace, with expressionless faces and cold eyes.
But when he looked at the disciples of Xijianchi mixed in the crowd, he felt endless killing intent: "Thankfully you are also disciples of Xijianchi, and you can actually do such despicable things. You deserve it." The sword in your hand?"
"Wow!"
Speaking of where he was angry, he raised his hand and waved, and a sword roared, sweeping the swords inserted in front of him by the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool. The swords collapsed into pieces, and he shouted loudly: "If it weren't for the white cat, Hold the book and put a letter on the Jianshou case. We still don’t know that you actually did such evil things without telling Jianchi, let alone the extent to which you are going to do such things!”
The faces of all the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool were gloomy and despairing.
They didn't know what the white cat with the book was, but they knew they were in big trouble this time.
Seeing the anger of Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, they realized that the punishment waiting for them might be more serious than being sent to sword prison!
After all, they did this thing without telling Jian Shou. Now that it has been known to the Immortal Sect, it means that the situation is over. Up to now, it is not sure whether this was arranged by the leader of the Six Paths, but they just don't understand. If It’s really what the leader of the Six Paths did. What’s the point of him doing this? You’ve caused misery to all of us. I’m afraid there will be no chance of recovery, but what about you
You have done such a thing, can Chengtian Sword Dao still tolerate you
Why does a matter that clearly does not interfere with the well water have to end in such a disastrous outcome
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Previously, cultivators gathered from all directions and there was great chaos.
Now all the cultivators have fled, and there is chaos again!
When the disciples of Xijianchi rushed to the underground palace area, it was as if they had rushed into a beehive, startling countless wasps. They rushed in all directions in panic, rushed into the vast wind and snow, and disappeared in all directions just as they came. Above the snowfield.
In this chaos, Fang Yuan also took the opportunity to escape and flew towards the deepest part of the snowfield.
He was already seriously injured at this time. Although he had borrowed his sword intention and the power of countless jade slips that had been refined in advance to barely take the terrifying sword, it still caused serious injuries. At this time, he was already seriously injured. He was extremely weak. On the vast snowfield behind the seventh snow line, he felt an incomparable chill, which seemed to penetrate into his bones bit by bit.
After barely gliding over a hundred miles, he stopped, unable to control the clouds any longer.
When he landed, a gust of cold wind blew, and he almost lost his balance and almost fell. The wind and snow around him were like sand, and heavy blows came from all directions and hit him. Fang Yuan's face became even paler and he hurriedly I took a few treasure pills, but now the wind is cold, the snow is cold, the wind is howling, and there is no time and place to refine it properly, so these pills can't have much effect.
After barely walking a few steps, he vomited another mouthful of blood.
In desperation, he had to find a snow col for the time being and waited quietly for a long time.
Boundless wind and snow swept around him, and the land was vast, making him look a little tired and lonely.
After resting for a long time, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of the underground palace.
"Li Baihu used his natal sword as a guarantee for me. There is a limit to my willingness to believe in the sword washing pool again..."
Looking at the looming sword light in the wind and snow, he slowly stood up and walked towards the depths of the snowfield. At this time, he was exhausted and didn't want to think about anything. He just sighed secretly in his heart: "...this thing I have accomplished this and tried my best. The remaining things are beyond my control. I just hope that your final result will not disappoint me... "
(End of chapter)