"Han Changqing, your death has come..."

The sound was like thunder, shaking the heaven and the earth. In the chariot pulled by the dragon horse, the leader of the Sword Sect, Feng Jinxiu, flew into the situation.

He carried the wind and rain and rushed towards Han Changqing in the sky ahead.

The latter's eyes were cold and stern, not afraid at all: "Whose death date is not yet certain!"

In the next moment, two figures collided with each other from the south and the north. Han Changqing and Feng Jinxiu exchanged palm power. Without any probing moves, their attacks were the most dangerous duel of internal strength...

"Boom!" ??

A force like the impact of a meteorite burst out over the battlefield in the Grand Canyon, releasing a shocking majesty between the two.

Along with the tremors in the void, cross-shaped aftermath swept across all directions, and the two figures immediately pulled away.

But just a second later, the two of them stopped in the void and rushed towards their opponents again.

"Destroy the power of the sword!"

Feng Jinxiu activated the "Sword King's Sacred Scripture" and activated the power of the annihilating sword. The extremely domineering black sword power gathered at the fingertips of his right hand and turned into a solid dark phantom sword.

Han Changqing rubbed his hands together, palms facing each other, and a powerful psychic palm force quickly took shape.

"The power of Taiyuan!"

"Taiyuan Jue", the most powerful skill of the Piaomiao Sect, once it is used, the spiritual energy in the body is like the Yangtze River, endless and endless.

In an instant, sword power and palm energy exploded into a frontal bombardment again.

"Boom!"

Under the loud noise, a spectacular vertical aftermath spread like clouds over the battlefield.

The ridges below were cut off, the ground sank and sank, and the two figures retreated ten feet each...

"Clang, Clang, Clang..." As Feng Jinxiu retreated, all the ten flying swords scattered across the battlefield gathered towards the sky.

Then, all ten flying swords floated behind Feng Jinxiu, looking like brilliant wings of light. They were very ornamental, but also exuded a strong sense of danger.

Feng Jinxiu looked arrogantly at his opponent, "Do you still have to escape this time?"

The last time they fought in the Tiangang Sword Sect, Feng Jinxiu retreated.

Later, they met outside Xiyue City, and the other party quickly broke away from the battle.

Now, the entire Piaomiao Sect is behind Han Changqing, and he has no way to retreat.

Han Changqing's face was slightly cold, and he responded calmly, "It seems that Sword Master Feng is planning to fight against all odds..."

"A burning cauldron?" Feng Jinxiu said with ridicule and disdain on his face, "Just a Piaomiao Sect can't be called a burning cauldron..."

"Listening to what Sword Master Feng means, are you sure that you will conquer our Piaomiao Sect?"

"Hmph..." Feng Jinxiu sneered, and the ten flying swords behind him let out passionate sword chants, "Today...I will kill your Piaomiao Sect...all of them!"

"Wow!"

The cold wave intensifies and the atmosphere becomes tense!

Feng Jinxiu vented his extreme murderous intent, and everyone in the Piaomiao Sect was tense.

"Hey..." Yan Ke, the master of Guixu Palace, said with a sneer, "Even if you add the great elder of Tiangu Sect, it will not be easy for your Tiangang Sword Sect to destroy our Piaomiao Sect."

"That's right!" Zou Mian, the master of Yuanlong Palace, said with determination, "Today the Piaomiao Sect will fight to the death with your Tiangang Sword Sect."

But just when the two palace masters finished speaking...

A cold voice came from behind them.

"It's not about fighting to the end, but... struggling to the death!"

Familiar voice, contemptuous tone.

Yan Kexian and Zou Mian were shocked.

Before they could react, two terrifying palms hit the two of them directly on the back.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

A force comparable to the undercurrent of the deep sea invaded the body. Yan Kexian and Zou Mian were shaken violently, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Everyone in the Piaomiao Sect was shocked.

Yu Xi, Mo Huayuan, Lin Ruyin, Elder Xiu and others all looked at a cold figure in the Piaomiao Sect camp with shocked faces...

> That person is none other than the master of Juexian Hall, Lin Tiantung!

"Lin Tiantung, what are you doing?" Yu Xi, the master of Taihua Palace, yelled angrily.

"Hahahahaha..." Lin Tiantung laughed proudly, raised his left hand, and then clasped his fingers, "Of course...assist my lord and eradicate you!"

"boom!"

A powerful sword energy burst out from Lin Tiantung's body. He grasped his right hand out of thin air, and a sharp and unparalleled long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

When she saw the sword in his hand, Yu Xi's eyes widened. She glared at Lin Tiantung, "It's you... The person who appeared in Jingtian Pavilion that night was you!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone in the Piaomiao Sect changed again and again.

…

at the same time!

Located on a remote mountain peak on the side of the Grand Canyon battlefield.

Two figures are watching the changes in the battle situation from a distance.

"The 'wolf' hidden in the Piaomiao Sect has finally appeared!" The speaker was a charming woman. She held a jade cigarette rod in her hand, and white smoke sprayed out from her beautiful mouth and nose, elegant and enchanting.

She continued, "I have to say that the Tiangang Sword Sect's card is indeed hidden deep enough. Although Han Changqing has long noticed that there is someone from the Sword Sect in the sect, it is hard to imagine that that person would be

The Lord of the Immortal Palace!"

The man standing in front of her was dressed in gorgeous clothes, elegant and noble. He waved a folding fan gently in his hand, and his calm eyes were like a pool of water, unfathomable.

"According to your opinion, is the Piaomiao Sect going to lose this game?" he asked.

"Yeah!" Haisheng Mingyue nodded, and she replied, "The Tiangang Sword Sect's move directly caused the Piaomiao Sect to lose two top combatants, Yan Kexian and Zou Mian, plus Lin Tiantung... that's three

, Judging from the apparent combat power, the Tiangang Sword Sect is already in the lead..."

After a pause, Haisheng Mingyue raised the cigarette pole in his hand slightly and continued, "The four major sword-suppressing elders of Tiangang Sword Sect are almost here. Coupled with the assistance of Tiangu Sect, the overall combat strength of Tiangang Sword Sect is almost

You can crush the opponent."

The people in front of her smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Hai Ming Yue raised her slender eyebrows slightly, and immediately said nothing more.

…

Inside the Grand Canyon!

The "wolf" lurking in the sect appears at this moment!

The faces of everyone in the Piaomiao Sect were filled with anger.

For everyone in Juexian Palace, it is even more unacceptable.

"House, the master of the palace is actually an undercover agent of the Sword Sect?"

"How could it happen? Palace Master, how could this happen?"

"..."

For a moment, the disciples of Juexian Palace felt that their wills had been destroyed. Their minds went blank, and they did not even react when the enemy approached behind them.

Everyone in the Juexian Palace was hit hard, and their spirits were about to collapse.

Once the mind is affected, it is absolutely fatal.

The swords of the Sword Sect pierced their chests one after another, and cruel battles continued to unfold.

Yan Ke first, Zou Mian and the other two were trembling, with blood gushing out of their mouths.

"Yes, it's you..." Yan Kexian's eyes turned blood red, "You traitor..."

Lin Tiantung smiled, "That's wrong. I have been a member of the Sword Sect from the beginning. How can I be called a traitor?"

Upon hearing this, the two became even more angry.

"I want your life!" Zou Mian shouted angrily.

After that, the two of them endured the injuries in their bodies and attacked Lin Tiantung.

Han Changqing, who was in the void, couldn't help but clench his hands into fists, and his eyes were full of coldness...

Feng Jinxiu's face was full of pride, and he raised his hand and pointed at Han Changqing in front of him.

"The real show has just begun. You will see with your own eyes that the Piaomiao Sect has been reduced to... hell!"

"kill!

"
To be continued...