With a gentle click of your fingers above the sword box, a gap of more than three inches was opened at the front of the purple wood sword box.

A sharp sword intent soared into the sky, as if it was about to tear apart the falling troops.

Yuan Zimo finally showed his figure. After seeing the dazzling sword intent, he looked a little surprised, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of Yuan Zimo's mouth.

It turns out to be another last resort!

Although the sword intent was powerful, it was not enough to break his sword technique. Yuan Zimo's hands flew away, and the originally falling sword energy suddenly slowed down.

The leading sword energy still moved forward, but the countless sword energy behind him slowly merged at this time, and one after another merged towards the front sword energy.

When all the sword energy in the sky merged into the sword, the entire space seemed to be unable to withstand such pressure and emitted bursts of thunder.

A trace of blood gradually spilled out of the corner of Lu Junfeng's mouth. Then, without waiting for the sword energy to collide, he pulled up the sword box with one hand, pressed it with his right hand on the sword box and slid backwards.

Eleven sword energy containing the sword intent emerged one after another in the sword box. As the whole body flowed, the sword energy did not crash into the sky, but landed around them, and a sword formation rose from the ground.

"Salvation of the Sword?!"

Tianzong exclaimed, then suddenly pushed Feng Binbei standing in front of him and shouted anxiously: "No, Senior Brother Feng, stop him quickly!"

When Tianzong, who was standing behind Feng Binbei, saw this scene, the hairs on his head stood up. He never expected that this gentle guy who looked gentle was a man who could kill himself if he had a disagreement.

Eleven sword energy containing sword intent pointed directly at Lu Junfeng who was holding the sword box, and the sword that soared into the sky also made a mournful cry at this time, turning around and falling down towards Lu Junfeng's head.

Lu Junfeng's sword-hiding technique is different from other sword techniques. In fact, in the battle in Tongling Valley, Lu Junfeng had already squandered all the sword intent that had been restrained for decades.

At this moment, his cultivation has not yet recovered, and his sword intent has not reached the state of free flow. At this time, he can only fight to the death against Yuan Zimo.

This is not to say that Lu Junfeng is reckless, but that he sees it clearly than everyone else.

Tang Ming didn't know his return date at this moment, and the only one who could threaten them was Yuan Zimo in front of him.

If his attack could be exchanged for Yuan Zimo's serious injury, even if these disciples of the sect were unwilling to cause trouble for others at this time, they would never dare to cause trouble for others at this time.

But if Feng Binbei takes action, maybe no one will be the opponent of those disciples of the sect who have recovered their cultivation.

As he spoke, the trembling sword light had already landed less than three feet above Lu Junfeng's head, and he saw that the sword energy was about to pour into the Tianling Cave.

Once the sword spirit falls into the Tianling, the acupoints around Lu Junfeng will burst instantly, and the spiritual energy around him will riot at this moment, inciting the remaining eleven swords combined with the sword in his body, and will burst out with enough power to make everyone look at him.

But the price of this power is that Lu Junfeng will completely die.

At this critical moment, a bloody sword light instantly hung between the sword energy and Lu Junfeng's head.

The terrifying sword energy was forced to retreat again and again by the blood light. At this moment, Feng Binbei was already in his hands, but his expression was not easy.

He knew very well that Lu Junfeng's sword intent was included in this sword light. It would be simple if he used brute force to smash this sword light.

But in this way, although Lu Junfeng's life was safe, his cultivation level from hard work would be completely ruined.

"Check it!!"

Feng Binbei roared, and the only thing that can be solved now is to let Lu Junfeng put away his sword box and snatch back the sword intent. But for Lu Junfeng, how easy is this? What's more, there is a Yuan Zimo who is eyeing him on the top of their heads.

"Hahaha, God is really helping me! I've asked me if I have any?"

Yuan Zimo's face showed a look of ecstasy. He was from a famous family and grew up in the Tianxuan Sect since childhood. Others don't understand the scene in front of him. Can he still not understand?

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as you kill the two people in front of you, no one among the disciples of the sect will be his opponent except the servant who is still missing at the moment.

The magic trick in his hand suddenly turned sharply, and the falling sword energy instantly accelerated, a distance of three feet was only in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the long sword falling, Han Daxiong, who was standing beside him, suddenly lifted up his heavy sword regardless of his injuries. However, when the bright yellow sword energy touched the energy stirred by the falling sword, it was knocked away fiercely.

His strength is difficult to play any role in such a battle, and he is already very injured at this moment.

"I am the successor of the Medicine King Palace. You can retreat quickly. All past grudges will not be blamed!"

Tianzong suddenly stood up and shouted loudly!

His identity has been deliberately concealed, and for the entire Medicine King Valley, he is his last hope.

Therefore, in the world of cultivators, he is also the target that countless people want to hunt.

"Medical King Valley?! That little guy is the direct descendant of the Medical King Valley!"

"How is this possible? How could the direct descendants of the Medicine King Valley get here, and how could they get mixed up with some garbage from the institution?"

When he heard the little guy telling his own family, the disciples of the sect, including Lei Pokong, suddenly turned pale.

Although the people in Medicine King Valley have not achieved satisfactory cultivation, they hold the lifeline of the entire cultivator world in their hands. Even the top sects are respectful to the Medicine King Valley, which is only second-rate!

At this moment, the Tianzong hoped that these disciples of the sect were afraid of the reputation of the sect and did not dare to act rashly.

After all, the Medicine King Valley is a special existence that makes Xuan Yue polite.

When he heard the three words "The Medicine King Valley", Lei Pokong and the disciples of the sects around him had a sense of retreating.

However, this place is not the world of cultivators after all, and the name of Medicine King Valley scares people like Lei Pokong.

For Yuan Zimo, who is already a little crazy at this moment, the effect is not great.

"Medical King Valley? If you all die here, does anyone know that the low-level disciples of the Medicine King Valley died at the hands of my Yuan Zimo?"

Yuan Zimo smiled coldly. He had already guessed when he saw these two little guys taking out the Sky-stealing Pill in the valley.

"Hehe, want to kill me? OK, come on!"

Tianzong sneered, with a look of disdain on his tender face.

"Do you know what it means to have ears in the wall? Do you know how many rare treasures there are in my Medicine King Valley? Can you be sure that the disciples of the sect behind you will not have such a slight thought about the treasures in my Medicine King Valley?"

As Tianzong said, he looked at the disciples of the sect who had already developed a desire to retreat.

There are not many other things in Medicine King Valley, but there are countless treasures of pills. It can be seen from the luxury of Medicine King Valley when they can use the third-grade spiritual pill as bait for fun.

"Does... you not only want our lives, but you don't even want to let go of these disciples of the sect who follow you?"

A trace of Tianzong, who suddenly realized his mind, looked at Yuan Zimo, who was already so angry that his face turned red.

"Fuck! Do you think my junior brothers will believe your instigation?"

Yuan Zimo shouted angrily, and he could already vaguely feel the bad intentions in the eyes of those fellow disciples.

But it’s not really saying that Tianzong is talking nonsense. In fact, from the beginning, he was thinking that way.

Since ancient times, wealth has moved people's hearts. Today, Tianzong has shown his identity. If Yuan Zimo insists on killing him, then he will kill all those who enter Yunmiao Immortal Island.

Otherwise, according to the old man's personality, even if he turns over the entire world of cultivators, he will definitely find the murderer.

"Everyone is old and no one is fool. Is it a provocation? In fact, everyone knows it in their hearts!"

While shaking his head, Tianzong looked at the disciples of the sect who were undecided at this moment.

At this time, the disciples of the sect looked at each other.

They are arrogant, but they are not crazy yet. What will happen if they offend the Medicine King Valley? If you ask those first-class sects who have disappeared from the world of cultivators, you will know.

Moreover, what Tianzong said is not without reason. Tianxuan Sect is the first sect under Xuanyue and is highly valued by Xuanyue boss.

But they also knew very well that if those big men were asked to make a choice between Tianxuan Sect and the Medicine King Valley, Xuanyue's big men would have unhesitated to destroy Tianxuan Sect into the abyss!

If Yuan Zimo really wants to kill the child in front of him today, then they will become Yuan Zimo's next target.

Because no matter who it is, even if it is a fellow disciple of Tianxuan Sect, one more person will leave Yunmiao Immortal Island, Yuan Zimo will be more fatal to be in danger.

A cunning person as smart as Yuan Zimo would not have thought of this.

"Junior brother... no, Brother Yuan, can you stop?"

Lei Pokong held the long halberd in his hand tightly and said in a deep voice to Yuan Zimo who was standing in the air at this moment.

He has always been pressing on Yuan Zimo's head by relying on the strength of his body and the recovery of his cultivation.

But until today, he realized that Yuan Zimo had always used himself as a gun.

How could a person with such a deep mind not think of the consequences of killing the direct descendants of the Medicine King Valley?

Thinking of Lei Pokong here, I became more and more convinced of what Tianzong just said!

The muscles on Yuan Zimo's face suddenly jumped, and the sword seals in his hand were also stalemate.

To be honest, he wanted to kill this little guy better than anyone else. Even Feng Binbei and Lu Junfeng were not as valuable as Tianzong in his eyes.

How many treasures are hidden in the direct descendants of the Medicine King Valley? I’m afraid even Xuanyue’s people will drool when they see it!

However, at this moment, he still needs to rely on those idiots in the snow field. It is definitely not a wise move to turn against each other at this time.

In a few words, Tianzong has already cracked a dead situation.

"Senior Brother Yuan, the people in Medicine King Valley can't be hurt, but those disciples of the school..."
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