Wudang lewd and said gloatingly, "Wow, damn it, this time the toughness has made the basket big, but it's so fucking satisfying!" Wudang lewd is not afraid of offending anyone now, he just feels happy. Feiyue has become the head of Huashan Sect, so why are she afraid of his own life? Even if it is Lingjiu Palace, even if the Huashan Sect is defeated and many people die, can she still destroy the Huashan Sect?

Since it is impossible, what's the terrifying thing about Wudang's lust? How many people die can't be considered as their own death. No matter how much they say, Wudang's lust is now, but there is nothing to worry about when he is only a generation lower than the chief elder.

Piaoxiang could only smile helplessly. It was really satisfying. In a short while, I offended all the two most important sects in the world. Is there anything more satisfying than this?

Piaoxiang soon knew that there was really.

Although the Wudang Sect has always had little relationship with Lingjiu Palace and Zixiao Sword Sect, it is unwilling to let the three sects make bloody things happen because of trivial matters. The representatives of the Wudang Sect's trip quickly used their skills to ask the three parties to stop. Unexpectedly, Canren smiled and said, "I don't know what the so-called waste, you deserve to be here to point fingers?"

The Wudang Sect Taoist pointed at Can Ren in the fierce battle and said several times. The masters following behind him pressed the hilt of the sword, their faces showing anger. Seeing that they were about to participate in this fierce battle, Feiyue really had to speak, and said in a deep voice, "All the disciples of Huashan are retreating!"

Canren smiled and said, "Very good, these buckets will only get in the way. The farther you go, the better!"

Since Feiyue had spoken, Yang Suimeng quickly called out the masters of the Zixiao Sword Sect who were angrily besieging Can Ren, and at the same time spoke to dissuade the Lingjiu Palace masters from temporarily stopping. In this moment, the masters of the two sects who were besieging Can Ren, had been injured by Can Ren.

Seeing the two masters retreating one after another, Canren Ran let his hands shake the cloak blown to the right of the wind and said proudly, "You group of ants want to consume my internal strength? Even if you have more than ten times more, how can I be cursed and tenacious!"

Yang Sui Meng suddenly stopped getting angry. Yang Sui Meng suddenly remembered an artistic conception that few people practiced, self. With such fierce fighting, the internal strength is still so abundant at this moment. It is impossible that his internal strength is as deep as this. He must have cultivated his artistic conception to an extraordinary depth and possessed the ability to recover and replenish extremely quickly.

Since this is the case, Yang Suimeng found that there was nothing to be angry about. Being angry with a person who practiced himself was purely a fool. Although the Zixiao Sword Sect is not close to the Huashan Sect, it has not had much evil in recent years. It is really not worth it to be arbitrage and even fight against such an arrogant and crazy sect.

The masters of Lingjiu Palace were extremely angry, but they were extremely helpless. The resilient internal strength was extremely strong, and the coverage of the flower-transferring wood he used was too wide, and the cultivation of flower-transferring wood was extremely clever. People with a slightly larger gap in strength were helpless in the face of the strong and perverted flower-transferring wood.

If not, Lingjiu Palace would not be humiliated and then stopped after listening to Yang Suimeng's advice?

"Master Fei, what does the noble sect mean? If this person's attitude does not represent the Huashan sect, please release our sect immediately!" A master from Lingjiu Palace asked angrily. Feiyue hoped that there was someone who could rely on him for the first time.

Feiyue was in a dilemma of how to answer, and was considering whether to give up rebelliousness and announced that she would be expelled from Mount Hua to calm the anger of all factions.

Canren said coldly, "Just, a group of waste, don't have the ability to save people, do you want to rely on others? My private affairs with Yini, not to mention the head of the Huashan Sect, even if Feng Hua, the leader of the martial arts world, can only rely on his strength to ask for people from my Canren!"

Canren's words suddenly aroused the anger of the masters of Lingjiu Palace. It is tolerant to openly challenge Fenghua's authority. Who is tolerant? Hundreds of Lingjiu Palace masters rushed towards Canren again. Canren smiled contemptuously and said, "No matter how many ants are, they are always ants."

The attacks were everywhere, and the scoundrel took over all the singles, but it was difficult to kill the enemy group. Although the people who followed Yini up the mountain this time were not the most powerful masters in Lingjiu Palace, they were quite famous in the world. The scoundrel was able to fight so many people alone, relying on the perverted and almost scoundrel to transfer flowers and trees. When most of the attacks were not threatened to themselves, they were removed to counterattack the companions around the enemy.

In addition, Zi Xiaoyan, who has strong attack energy ability to transform the enemy, greatly reduces the combined attack power of the enemy group masters, and is supplemented by the powerful recovery and supplementary ability of his own artistic conception.

The resilient and powerful force really made many people present frightened. They fought solely against so many masters who were famous in the world. Not to mention it, they have hurt so many of them one after another. How could these people have seen this kind of strength?

Yang Sui Meng tried to approach the seriously injured Bai Lian, who was still alive and ignorant, sneered and was about to rush out toward Bai Lian. Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, as if it had just been raining heavily because of Hua Ren's use of the Little Heavenly Punishment Divine Art.

The raindrops as big as beans poured down, awakening the coma-injured Yini. "Sister Jiujiu, help Yini defeat that rebellious." Jiujiu nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, Yini." Yilu said, "I can't help him beat the young master. I still want you to help the young master."

He looked at Yilu again, and murmured to himself, "Yini asked me to help him with ban Ren, Yilu told me not to help him. But I want to help Yilu, but I don't want Yilu to be unhappy. Then who should I help..." Yili looked at Yilu with a very hatred, and Yilu said calmly, "Jiujiu, don't you still want the young master to fall in love with you? If you hit the young master, he won't like you."

Jiujiu smiled and said, "I'm not trying to make Canren like me, I'm trying to make that person like me."

Yilu was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then she realized that he had divided the refractory and refractory of self-state into two people, but quickly said, "Then I'm not happy if you help him. If you help me, she's not happy. You shouldn't help anyone, just watch the fight here."

"Okay. Yini, Yilu, I won't help you two. Let's watch the fight together, it's very good." Jiujiu felt that this was indeed a good solution, and finally made a decision that didn't help each other. Yini hated Yilu, but she couldn't help it.

It was raining, and the rebellious movements suddenly became dull and suddenly became passive defense. For some reason, the masters of Lingjiu Palace were unwilling to give up the great opportunity in front of them at all, and they all urged them to make the offensive become more fierce and heavier.

Feiyue was really distressed. If she continued to tolerate Jian Ren, it would be like she would officially break up with Lingjiu Palace. Should she give up Jian Ren? Feiyue kept thinking about this difficult problem, but suddenly, she didn't think about this anymore. Feiyue looked at Jian Ren's face and his eyes.

Yilu looked expectant, her face was filled with a smile, and she stared at Canren without blinking. She smiled for a long time and said, "He is here."

The rebellious expression gradually disappeared without any arrogance, and his face became expressionless and his eyes became blurred.

Yang Sui Meng was shocked and wanted to laugh. No matter what, such a change in things was definitely a good thing to be happy about. It's really good that I'm really selfless, either dead or all the Lingjiu Palace masters present were killed. No matter who died, it would be no harm to the Zixiao Sect.

Yang Sui Meng smiled and used his skills to whisper, "Master Fei, things have become like this, we have stayed, so let's say goodbye." Fei Yue had no mentality, stared at Can Ren with all his attention, and casually spoke a few perfunctory words. Yang Sui Meng held the half-dead white lotus and called on the experts of the Zixiao Sword Sect to leave like this.

Seeing this, the Wudang Sect and the Shaolin Sect were hesitating whether to say goodbye and leave, and the scene suddenly changed drastically.

Of course, Yang Sui Meng has to leave. He is really selfless and can sense all the existences around him who have murderous thoughts towards him. Yang Sui Meng's junior brothers hate Jian Ren in their hearts, and many people will inevitably have murderous thoughts. Once Jian Ren's attack is touched, it will be too unnecessary to deal with the matter.

Yini woke up shortly afterwards, seeing that the rebellious and strong force were so powerful, she was also angry because of the law. She vomited blood and fell into a coma, but she also escaped a disaster.

The rebellious eyes instantly changed from blur to empty, muttering to himself, "Killing intention..." The raindrops that fell all over the sky suddenly exploded like fireworks in a large area around the square, and the tinier water droplets exploded, piercing the bodies of dozens of Lingjiu Palace masters through many places. The square was instantly stained with blood.

The tears on Canren's waist suddenly left the sheath and was held in Canren's hands. The hazy purple air covered the square, and the flowers and wood were moved again. However, this time, it was different from the moment. Not only did the Lingjiu Palace masters seriously injured each other, but Canren's body was dying, completely ignoring the palm force that a few masters swept.

The whole humanization seemed to turn into energy, bringing up a purple phantom, and the afterimages of tear marks appeared in the square. In just a moment, more than 60 Lingjiu Palace masters had been penetrated by tears and fell to the ground. The rebellious attack speed became faster and faster, and the body movement became more and more hazy and blurry. The afterimages of the tear marks were transformed into more and more. The number of Lingjiu Palace masters who died and fell to the ground was also increasing.

Can Ren was swept by many palm forces, but it was not fatal. When all fatal attacks hit Can Ren's vital point, Can Ren's body would drift away, trying to grab Can Ren's eyes' hands, almost against Can Ren's skin on Can Ren's face, and at the same time, there would be an extra blood hole in the throat of the person who shot.

The whole body was covered with a layer of rich purple aura, and the body suddenly rotated. The tears in the hand increased rapidly, reaching nearly 100 meters. The storm turned into a tornado, sweeping around and moving wildly. The masters of the Lingjiu Palace wherever they passed were all cut off and cut off.

The raindrops falling all over the sky gathered around the center of remnant and remnant, constantly slapped the bodies of the enemy groups as the remnant and remnant. Countless raindrops made blood holes one after another on the beautiful bodies of a large number of Lingjiu Palace masters. The square was completely covered by red liquid that had long been confused with blood and water.
Chapter completed!