"well……"

Tang Ming sighed. He knew that all Xiao Bieli did made sense, but he couldn't accept this bloody way in his heart.

Even Tang Ming, in the face of such a choice, it is difficult for him to give up his flesh and blood affection like Xiao Bieli.

This is why even if his cultivation level exceeds that of Xiao Bieli, he will still be played with in his palm.

"Then what are your plans next?"

Tang Ming used to think that when he met Xiao Bieli again, he would definitely beat this guy up to vent his hatred.

But after this conversation, although he still couldn't accept Xiao Bieli's way of doing things, he had no reason to take action.

After all, the miserable situation in Qingxia Town is still circling in his mind, and Xiao Bieli bet on everything about him just to fight for countless mortals a way out without killing.

"Talk the things you brought back from Yunmiao Immortal Island to Xiaoyu, and then leave the people of the sect in Tiandu in full view of everyone!"

Xiao Bieli said loudly, and a light flashed from his eyes.

"What can I do?"

Tang Ming nodded. This path was basically the same as his strategy to help Xu clan fight against the demon king. It was just that Xiao Bieli meant that there was something hidden behind it.

"When Xiaoyu is facing a desperate situation, give the seal of luck to Xiaoyu."

Xiao Bieli's expression could not show any sadness and joy, but Tang Ming felt a sense of death from him.

"Do you want to burn both jade and stone?"

Tang Ming is not a fool, so he naturally understands Xiao Bieli's meaning. This battle involves the cause and effect between the secular world and the cultivators, and the people he comes into contact with will definitely be deeply involved.

"Haha, since she was willing to stay on Yunmiao Fairy Island forty-two years ago, the Buddha Xiao Bili of the Ghost Sect is dead!"

Xiao Bieli smiled bitterly, then looked at Tang Ming seriously.

"I know your relationship with Han Daxiong and Xiaoyu, but at this time, this slight connection must be cut off!"

"No one can escape the cause and effect of this scene."

Tang Ming smiled faintly. He was on the snow field because he was afraid of being affected by cause and effect, so he chose to stand by and watch.

But Tang Ming is not a cold-blooded person after all, so while watching coldly, he also created the paradise of Changchuan City.

"I know you have many secrets, and you can be unaware of the influence of luck, but this time it's different..."

Xiao Bieli looked at Tang Ming's eyes. Although he had not been in contact with Tang Ming for a long time, he knew the personality of the young man in front of him very well.

"Hahaha……"

Tang Ming laughed to the sky, Xiao Bieli tried his best to keep himself out of the matter, three points were for Xiaoyu, six points were for his plan, and the remaining points were probably really for himself.

But Xiao Bieli didn't understand that if Tang Ming was a timid and cautious person, he wouldn't have gone to the Ninth Level of Heavenly Solid, nor would he have entered the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery alone, nor would he have defeated the eight geniuses.

"Xiao Bieli, you underestimate me too much!"

After saying that, Tang Ming flashed and left the place directly, leaving Xiao Bieli with a confused face.

The moment Tang Ming laughed to the sky just now, he felt like he was looking up to the sky, but the young man in front of him had only the peak of innate cultivation.

Even when Tang Ming killed the ancestor Hehuan and defeated Xiao Zhantian, he didn't feel this way.

This is a complete crushing of the state of mind. The only explanation is that the height this young man once stood was something he could not imagine.

Tianxuan? Transformation of the tripod?

These are all too far away from Xiao Bieli's world, especially the latter, the heads of the first-class sects in the world, who have just reached the threshold of transforming the tripod.

If Xiao Bieli knew that the person who was determined to plot had killed a master in the Ding Realm more than once, I wonder if he still had the courage to plot against Tang Ming.

...

At the entrance of a house not far from the Yizi Yuejian Palace, many disciples of the sect surrounded the gate, staring at the man in front of him with a fierce look.

More than a dozen masters of the sect with great cultivation were standing there, and no one dared to cross the shallow ditch in front of him.

Just as they were confronting each other, Han Daxiong walked out of the door, and there was a woman with a disheveled expression next to him.

"How is Senior Brother Feng?"

Lu Junfeng looked at Han Daxiong standing in front of him and knew that Feng Binbei was nothing serious.

"Don't worry, I just woke up and now I'm regulating my breathing in the inner hall. There should be no big problem, but..."

A strange smile appeared on Han Daxiong's face. Why wasn't anyone following the young master normal?

"But what?"

Lu Junfeng looked at Han Daxiong's strange face and asked curiously.

"That guy's cultivation has improved a bit terrifyingly. He heard that he has almost reached the peak of Daoxuan!"

Han Daxiong smiled bitterly. Others said this may be a bragging thing, but it is a foregone conclusion that this comes from Feng Bibei's mouth.

"Fuck, another monster!"

Lu Junfeng rolled his eyes and stayed with these guys, and he was a little pitiful in ordinary circumstances.

Little did they know that when many sect bosses and even the heads of the sects gradually began to think about the sword intent, the sword intent was already spreading in his purple wood sword box.

Perhaps in front of the real boss, even Feng Binbei's talent is not as dazzling as Lu Junfeng's sword intent.

"Ah... I'm going to kill you, kill you!!"

Just when the two were feeling the unfair fate, the woman behind Han Daxiong seemed to be crazy, and used one hand to sacrifice the spirit sword, and the sword energy shot towards the disciples of the sect.

Han Daxiong turned around suddenly, blocked Qin Ruoxue in his arms, and looked at Qin Ruoxue's eyes. A handsome disciple in a white robe appeared in front of him.

"Kill, kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Qin Ruoxue looked crazy, muttering this sentence all the time in her mouth, and staring at the disciple of the sect with his eyes tightly.

"snort!"

The disciple of the sect, who was staring at it, snorted coldly, and then showed a look of disdain.

"What sect are you from?"

Han Daxiong was in his hand and stared at the disciple of the sect coldly. What could make Qin Ruoxue's mood fluctuate must have an inseparable relationship with the demise of the Bihai Academy.

"Divine Feather Immortal Sect...Divine Feather Immortal Sect, kill! I want to kill you!"

Before the disciple could report to his home, Qin Ruoxue behind him called out their origins. At this moment, Qin Ruoxue's mind was full of the blood color of the Bihai Academy and the head that had risen from his biological father.

"kill!!"

Before Han Daxiong could take action, Lu Junfeng brushed his hands across the sword box, and a powerful energy with full sword intent shot out instantly.

Before the disciple of the Divine Feather Immortal Sect could react, his legs were completely cut off by this sword intent.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, a yellow sword light soared into the sky and then hit the disciple.

Rumble.

After the dust settled, there were any disciples of the Divine Feather Immortal Sect on the ground. Their original location was just a huge pit.

"Senior Brother!!"

At this moment, several disciples, who were also wearing white robes, looked at the disappeared senior brother in horror and shouted in dismay.

Han Daxiong didn't care about that much. He flipped the heavy sword in his hand and a sword energy from top to bottom instantly crushed it.

"I'm so brave, I dare to attack the disciples of the sect. Brothers, how can the sect inheritance be so humiliated by these people! Let's go together!"

Yan Yun, who had not spoken, had his eyes lit up when he saw Han Daxiong taking action, and then he began to incite the disciples of the sects around him.

A powerful energy in his hand shot towards Han Nobita first, and the disciples of the surrounding sects also came over and rushed forward.

But at this time, Yan Yun took a step back, his expression full of teasing.

Taking advantage of the troubled waters, as long as these fools can restrain these two guys, he can grab the sword in the shortest time. As for the life and death of the disciples of other sects, he is not in the mood to care about these things.

Yan Yun's cultivation was not weak, and a powerful energy blocked Han Daxiong's impact, and the disciples of the surrounding sects rushed forward in an instant.

Even at this moment, Han Daxiong was a little busy when facing so many disciples of the sect in the mysterious realm.

Fortunately, there was a Lu Junfeng surround on the side. From time to time, the wooden sword in his hand would shoot out one or two sword energy, blocking some of Han Daxiong's own attacks.

Yan Yun sneered, and turned around and left the front door without everyone paying attention.

His figure fell in an inconspicuous corner of the house. A black shadow flashed, and Yan Yun entered the house in the blink of an eye.

With his own senses, Yan Yun quickly found the inner hall where Feng Binbei healed his wounds.

It’s not that his senses are so sharp, but that the blood energy of the Blood Drinking Knife is so dazzling.

What Yan Yun didn't notice was that when he left the crowd quietly, the disdainful sneer flashed across Lu Junfeng's face.

Feng Binbei, who opened his eyes, was not something that a sect disciple could tease him even if he was a disabled person.

What's more, the realm of Fengbinbei has soared so much now. Now Yan Yun is looking for the bad luck of Fengbinbei. What is it if sheep enters the tiger's mouth?

Although Han Daxiong said that Feng Binbei needed to adjust his breath, to deal with a disciple of a sect, for Feng Binbei now, he probably didn't even have to move his fingers.

After gently pushing open the door of the inner hall, Yan Yun saw the blood-swept spiritual sword erected in the center of the inner hall at a glance.
To be continued...