Puff! Puff! Puff!
Three blood-red sword lights shot up into the sky, and three members of the Tianzu clan died instantly.
The commotion finally attracted the attention of other sword sect members.
"What kind of sword intent is that?"
"Is it the killing sword intent? Or is it the clear sword vein? It was its previous vein master Yuan Su!" Someone became excited.
"What?! Senior Sister Yuan Su isn't dead?"
On the battlefield where the disciples of Yuan Jianmai were, Fang Qingcang fought alone against the descendants of the Tian clan.
When he suddenly heard the words "Yuan Su is not dead", he almost instinctively thought of someone and his mind was slightly distracted.
"not good!"
Realizing that he was distracted, Fang Qingcang hurried back to defend, but he was still a step too late.
Seeing that the bone-chilling cold wind was about to hit his face, Li Changting, who was not far away, became anxious. Before he could make a move, the Tianyi clan member opposite him suddenly shook, and then aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Until finally, it turned into a ball of black debris and scattered with the wind.
Li Changting was stunned for a moment, then he showed a rare excitement: "This, this is..."
Fang Qingcang hadn't seen the same scene in many years.
He blinked, his expression dazed, as if he were in a dream, until a familiar voice of "Master" behind him brought him back to reality.
He shuddered and looked back.
The young man standing behind him with a smile on his face was Yao Ziyi from Wuming Peak.
He recognized this person and had heard of his bad reputation in the sect, but he had never communicated with him.
Now that he was face to face with him, although it was a different face, he immediately recognized him from the look in his eyes.
What Yao Ziyi.
This person is clearly his beloved disciple whom he has taught for many years!
"Lanzhi..."
Fang Qingcang was in a state of dismay, staggering as he tried to grab Yao Ziyi, as if he wanted to figure out whether what he saw was a dream or not through this grab.
Yao Ziyi dodged and caught his master's hand, sighing softly, "Master, this disciple is unfilial."
With just this sound, Fang Qingcang burst into tears: "Lanzhi, for three thousand years, you have such a cruel heart!"
Yao Ziyi sighed: "It's all my disciple's fault."
He dared to hint his identity to Zhou Ying, but did not dare to tell his master Fang Qingcang.
This is because Zhou Ying is just an unknown disciple of the Water Sword Vein, while Fang Qingcang is the leader of the vein, and their every word and action may be exposed to the eyes of the Pantheon.
However, his master blamed him, and rightly so, and he would not say a word in his defense.
As he cried, the sword intent of time gradually spread outward from his body, and in the blink of an eye, several members of the Tianyi clan turned into black ashes and died.
When the other descendants of the Tian clan around saw this, they all looked horrified and retreated quickly.
The disciples of the Yuan Sword Vein had just heard about the "return of Yuan Su from the Qing Sword Vein". When they saw this scene again, they immediately realized something and all looked up.
"Is it Brother Chen?"
"Is it really Senior Brother Chen Lanzhi?!"
"Nonsense! In the entire Sword Sect, besides Senior Brother Chen, who else knows the Sword Intent of Time?"
"Very good!"
"Senior Sister Yuan, Senior Sister Chen...the former Sword Sect prodigies are back!"
Yao Ziyi ignored the Yuanjian Cultivation disciples, helped his master to sit aside, and said with a smile:
"Master, please wait a moment and allow me to eliminate my enemies. When this matter is over and I return to the sect, Master, you can punish me however you want."
Fang Qing's old eyes were red, and his voice was trembling: "You must keep your word this time. If you break your promise again, Master will be really angry!"
Yao Ziyi nodded heavily, said no more, swung his sleeves, took the sword, and floated to fight against a remnant of the fusion stage who was coming at him quickly.
Li Changting came late, calling out "Big Brother"
Before he could call out, he looked disappointed.
But after a while, he regained his spirits, flashed into the sky, and his eyes quickly wandered around.
The eldest senior brother and senior sister Yuan have both come back to life, but what about him who died in the battle of the passage between the East and West Continents more than sixty years ago?
…
On a higher level in the sky, Feng Yingxiu and Yin Ruan joined forces and had several fierce collisions with Sui Lian, and then separated. The three of them were in a stalemate and no one could do anything to the other.
Feng Yingxiu and Yin Ruan looked at each other, and both saw the anxiety in each other's eyes.
There are twelve people in the Tianyi clan who have such perfect aura as Sui Lian and whose strength is at the half-step tribulation stage.
The Palace Master Cheng Yun of Piaoxue Palace had to deal with one person alone;
She teams up with Yin Ruan to deal with one;
Lin Wangchen and Zhang Wendao of the Wuji Immortal Sect teamed up to deal with one person.
In addition, two other palace masters from Piaoxue Palace joined forces to fight against one enemy.
The remaining eight people were all handed over to the eight main sword sect leaders and the other two sect elders to hold them back.
However, although these people are in the fusion stage like Feng Yingxiu and others, their strength is still inferior, and it takes at least three people to hold back one.
In this case, there simply aren't enough people to go around.
Moreover, among these people, Wen Ling, the leader of the Water Sword Vein, has the shallowest foundation and lacks strength.
Wang Chuxiao, the master of the Wanjian Meridian, had been poisoned by the Li Xin Gu, and his sword heart had only recovered 80%, making him unable to use his full strength.
The elders of the other two sects have all been targeted by the Pantheon to varying degrees, and their actual combat capabilities are worrying.
In such a chaotic situation, the decline of the three sects quickly became apparent, people's hearts were unstable, and Feng Yingxiu and others could not help but worry.
Sure enough, Zhang Wendao of the Wuji Immortal Sect saw that the situation was hopeless, so he reduced his strength again and again, as if he was trying to escape from the battlefield.
Lin Wangchen was keenly aware of this and immediately shouted angrily:
"Zhang Wendao! If you run away now, you will only die a more miserable death, and no one can save you."
Zhang Wendao snorted coldly in response, "Who said I was going to run away? I'm just a little exhausted. You hold on for a while while I recover."
"I can only hold out for three breaths!"
Lin Wangchen gritted his teeth and attacked hard, but after three breaths, he had exhausted all his means and immediately retreated.
Zhang Wendao didn't lie. He attacked again, and his power was only stronger than before.
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