"What do you want to do?"
Elder Li took the lead and stood next to Haoyue.
Previously, the Merciless Demon Sect had joined hands with the Hanyue Palace to fight. Now that Xiang Si and others led the monks to force their way in, she chose to continue to stand on the side of the Hanyue Palace.
The monks from the Merciless Demon Sect and the Frost Moon Palace all displayed their magic weapons and prepared for a fight.
Xiang Si raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a look of disdain.
"The Merciless Demon Sect? Without Jiang Lianshang, what is your Merciless Demon Sect?"
It's not that he's arrogant.
It is true that without Jiang Lianshang, the Ruthless Demon Sect is no longer strong enough to become the overlord of Guizhou.
Jiang Lianshang was gifted with extraordinary talent. After practicing for less than 5,000 years, he had already reached the eighth level of the Immortal Induction Peak.
Elder Li's face was gloomy, and anger was evident in his bright eyes.
"Xiang Si, today, my Wuqing Demon Sect wants to compete with your Binghuo Sect to see if you have the nerve to speak so arrogantly!"
Jiang Lianshang's departure from the Merciless Demon Sect already made her sad, and now she was taken away along with the monks from the Locking Immortal Sect.
She was furious when Xiang Si revealed this scar.
"Are you worthy enough?"
Xiang Si said contemptuously.
He is at the peak of the eighth realm of the Immortal Induction Realm. Elder Li, the most powerful being in the Merciless Demon Sect, is only at the sixth realm. How could he be his opponent?
"What about me?"
Holding the Hanyue Sword, Haoyue took a step forward and stood in front of Elder Li.
The Merciless Demon Sect had helped the Immortal Locking Sect before, and now they are on the same front with the Hanyue Palace. Naturally, she wants to stand up for Elder Li.
Xiang Si's face looked a little ugly.
In terms of cultivation alone, he is not afraid of the bright moon.
But Haoyue was holding a magic weapon, so if they really fought, he would definitely not be Haoyue's opponent.
"Does Master Haoyue want to be our enemy?"
Qilian Mingsheng walked out with a smile.
There are other hall masters who are the same as him.
They either chuckled, or joked, or showed contempt, or disdain.
Fighting alone, I'm afraid no one in the field can be a match for Haoyue who is holding the immortal weapon Hanyue Sword.
But they will not make this unwise decision.
They are numerous and powerful, why do they want to fight Haoyue alone?
One person in the eighth realm is no match for Haoyue, then two, then three!
So what if there is a magic weapon!
Two fists are no match for four hands!
Under the siege of several Eighth Realm masters holding semi-immortal weapons, even if Haoyue's Hanyue Sword was sharp, he would die on the spot!
"Try it and you'll know!"
Haoyue turned a deaf ear to the threats.
Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire before her, she will not change her mind!
"Good! You are worthy of being called the Venerable Master of Haoyue Sect!"
Qilian Mingsheng exclaimed.
He raised his hand and waved.
Soon, a man holding two knives appeared beside him.
"Demon slayer! Go and learn from Master Haoyue's magic!"
Qilian Mingsheng said with a smile.
Tu Mo, a worshiper in the Alchemy Hall, is known as Master Tu Mo. He is at the eighth level of the peak of the Immortal Realm and holds two semi-immortal short swords. He hates the devil and was besieged by the devil in his early years. He was seriously injured. Fortunately, he was saved by Qi Lian Ming Sheng. After he recovered, he joined the Alchemy Hall and became a worshiper.
"Old Turtle, go play with Master Haoyue too."
The head of the Equipment Refining Hall sneered.
He looked disdainful and didn't take Haoyue seriously at all.
No matter how strong Haoyue is, he is only one person.
"Alas, Hall Master, you are making things difficult for me again."
An old man carrying a tortoise shell on his back walked towards us with a staggering gait, leaning on a cane.
The old turtle is a ten thousand year old turtle monster, worshipped in the weapon refining hall, and is at the peak of the eighth level of immortality. Its defense is amazing, and even immortal weapons can hardly break it.
With the appearance of priests from the Alchemy Hall and the Equipment Refining Hall, the Talisman Hall and other halls also sent priests from the Eight Realms.
There were even ten sect leaders like Xiang Si who possessed the strength of the eighth realm who went into battle.
In front of Haoyue, there were twenty people at the peak of the eighth level of the Immortal Attraction Realm.
Haoyue's expression remained cold, and he did not feel timid because of having to fight twenty people in the eighth realm alone.
To her, it makes no difference whether it’s a battle with one person or twenty people.
She will kill anyone who dares to plot against Grand-Master Qin Lang!
Elder Li looked extremely ugly.
She didn't expect that Xiang Si and others would be so shameless.
He actually dispatched twenty immortal-inducing masters at the eighth level to attack Haoyue.
"Master Haoyue, I will fight with you!"
Elder Li took out his magic weapon and walked to Haoyue.
“No need.”
Haoyue waved his sleeves and pushed Elder Li back.
The Sixth Realm was just a burden in a fight between a group of Eighth Realm warriors.
"But……"
Elder Li couldn't bear it.
"Guard your uncle well."
Haoyue left five words, his spiritual power suddenly appeared, and his figure instantly appeared high in the sky.
“Swish, swish, swish——”
Twenty people in the eighth realm followed closely behind.
In the sky, the lonely bright moon and the twenty eighth realm masters stood facing each other.
Elder Li gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice:
"Disciples of the Merciless Demon Sect, obey your orders!"
"exist!"
Tens of thousands of female cultivators from the Merciless Demon Sect shouted in unison.
Elder Li glanced at the deep pit and said in a deep voice:
"Protect Junior-Master Qin Lang and fellow Taoists from Hanyue Palace!"
“No need!”
Among the monks of Hanyue Palace, Elder Honglian walked towards them slowly.
She first glanced at Qilian Mingsheng and others, then said to Elder Li:
"Elder Li, just protect Junior Master Qin Lang. Everything the Sect Master does is for him. If Junior Master Qin Lang encounters any misfortune, we will have failed the Sect Master!"
Elder Li didn't say anything. She looked at Honglian with a determined gaze and nodded.
"I swear to protect Junior-Master Qin Lang until my death!"
"I swear to protect Junior-Master Qin Lang until my death!"
Following the Hanyue Palace's Honglian Elder and the Wuqing Demon Sect's Li Elder, they raised their arms and shouted.
Nearly 100,000 female cultivators from the two major sects held magic weapons and stared at the human cultivator who was about to attack Qin Lang.
"I swear to protect Junior-Master Qin Lang until my death!"
They, in unison, expressed their firm belief in protecting Qin Lang!
A long and delicate cry slowly fell.
This seemed to be a signal for Haoyue to take action.
Zheng——
The sword rings!
The cold eyes of the bright moon flashed with a gleam, the sword energy of the cold moon sword soared into the sky, and the cold sword light enveloped all the twenty people in the eighth realm in front of him.
"I'll stop it!"
The old turtle flew out first.
His withered limbs drilled into the turtle shell, and the entire shell instantly grew larger, covering his companions.
clang--
Ding ding——
Ding ding ding——
The sound of swords hitting the turtle shell continued to ring out.
As time goes by, it becomes more and more urgent.
After ten breaths.
The sound stopped.
A drop of sweat appeared on Haoyue's forehead, slid down her beautiful face and fell to her collarbone.
"Oh my god...it hurts so much."
The old turtle complained bitterly.
As it returned to its original state, his shell was covered with dense sword marks.
There was also blood at the corner of his mouth.
The sword light of Haoyue worked.
But it had little effect, it only injured the old turtle, and the remaining nineteen people were protected by the old turtle and remained unharmed.
"I am old and can't do it anymore. I will go back first and leave the rest to you."
The old turtle left a word and flew towards the ground again.
The demon slayer held two blades in his hands, drew a cross, and stared at the bright moon with vicious eyes.
From the moment he became a worshiper in the Alchemy Hall, he was no longer a demon slayer, but a butcher's knife in the Alchemy Hall.
Now, he was going to use this butcher knife to chop down Venerable Haoyue, who was admired by countless people and famous for his cultivation and appearance in the Qiankun Continent!