Looking at the mountain gate in the distance, Feng Qingxuan opened his voice faintly.

"yes."

One of the black-clothed swordsmen behind him responded hoarsely, and took a few steps forward, making a clanging sound like the sound of gold and iron:

"Where is Cao Zhan?"

boom!

As the surging true energy spread, the sound waves surging across the Baiyu Square, blowing towards the Longque Mountain Gate like a strong wind.

"Who, who?"

The disciple on duty in front of Longque Mountain Gate felt that his eyes were dark and he almost fell backwards.

Cao Zhan!

Cao Zhan!

The echoes that were as vast as thousands of people shouted together echoed in the gate of Longque Mountain.

"Who? Who is it?"

"Who is the one who comes with such a powerful and true energy!"

"I just call the sect leader, I'm afraid the person who comes is not kind!"

In the mountain gate of the Dragon Que Sect, many disciples and elders all changed their expressions when they heard this sound.

The sound waves echoed for dozens of miles. Even if such a master is not as strong as their sect leader, he is probably already a congenital master who condenses into qi and meridians.

"It's really here."

In the Dragon Bird Lord's Hall, Cao Zhan suddenly stood up with a serious expression.

"The master of the sect knows who the person is?"

A white-haired old man looked ugly and seemed to have remembered a name.

"What should be come, it's been here, and it's really unsuccessful to be lucky."

Cao Zhan sighed.

At this time, there is no need to say more about who the person who will come to find him.

He also knew about the party initiated by the Chivalrous Sect Yun Haitian, but more than ten years ago, he could not bear to seek shelter from the Chivalrous Sect because his disciples had a feud with Yun Haitian.

I just feel that the world is so big that Feng Qingxuan may not come to me.

pity

"Feng Qingxuan, the saint son of the Six Prisons Demon Sect!"

The old man with white hair suddenly became rapid in his breath:

"Master of the Sect, go quickly and let me resist!"

"It's too late."

Cao Zhan shook his head and walked out of the door:

"Elder Wang, please take your disciples down the mountain. After today, I, the dragon birds, can't protect this Wanlong Peak."

When he arrived at the door, he paused under his feet and added:

"If you can't escape and protect Sun En, he will be my last hope for Longque Sect!"

"Sect Master!"

The white-haired old man stepped up to catch up with Cao Zhan and stopped him: "No, Master, Longque Gate cannot be without you. Without you, my Longque Gate will have no hope."

"Elder Wang doesn't need to say much. His target is me. If you can't see me, the Dragon Que Sect will be removed from the world today."

Cao Zhan pushed the old man away with a casual move.

Step out of the door.

"Master!"

As soon as I left the mountain gate, a small figure rushed over.

He was a child about seven or eight years old, chubby, with a tizzy head and a wooden knife in his hand.

"Ye'er."

Cao Zhan touched his apprentice's fleshy little face, and he was reluctant to leave it.

He was so nervous that he pushed him away:

"Sun En! Follow Elder Wang down the mountain!"

call!

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out of the mountain gate, and his figure was already out of the mountain amid the cry of the children.

"Master!"

Sun En fell to the ground and cried.

"Yeah!"

The old man with white hair picked up the child.

He turned to look and saw the whistling air flow outside the mountain gate and the real energy was already in hand.

He could only sigh and turn around and summon the disciples, pack up all the items, and prepare to go down the mountain.

The world of martial arts has always been cruel. Even if the martial arts sect itself is not in charge, it will be removed from the world once it declines.

I don’t know how many sects occupying Wanlong Peak are envious. Without Cao Zhan, they cannot defend it.

If they don’t retreat early, the whole family will be destroyed.

Such a thing happened so many times throughout the ages, he naturally wouldn’t not understand this truth!

What's more, the Demon Sect has no reason to leave any future troubles when doing things.

If you don’t run away at this time, you will have no chance.

On the Baiyu Square, Feng Qingxuan gently wiped a trace of blood from his face, shook his head slightly, with a hint of regret:

"It seems that the Dragon Bird Sword Technique has really been lost."

"Dragon Bird Sword Technique"

Cao Zhan stared at the broken sword in his palm, laughed bitterly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

But he still did not retreat. He moved his body and swung his broken swordsman with great force, forcing the two swordsmen who were about to pounce on the mountain gate to retreat!

"I'm not giving up yet"

Feng Qingxuan shook his head slightly and said lightly:

"You guys go"

boom!

In front of the Baiyu Mountain Gate where the air was rolling and turbulent, a sword light that was as bright as the sun suddenly burst out.

Thirty feet in the sky!

It was like a meteor falling to the ground, pouring down towards Cao Zhan.

Wherever the sword light passes, all the tangible and intangible things are torn apart by extreme sharpness!

A dozen feet apart, Cao Zhan had already felt that unparalleled sharpness.

But he did not avoid or dodge, nor did he retreated or greeted. The light of the broken knife waved suddenly moved, forcing the two black-clothed swordsmen to retreat.

Thorny ~

As the sound of cracking silk was blowing, blood sprinkled in the sky.

As the air flow roared, Feng Qingxuan's long sword returned to the sheath, with a dull expression:
Chapter completed!