Although the head of Mo Yang was a middle-aged man who looked like a lonely scholar, he said it word by word, with a calm and deep tone, like a question, knocking on the hearts of the sect leaders, or like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the disciples of Wenzong.

At this moment, the entire Wenzong became quiet. Countless disciples stopped what they were doing and quietly looked at the thin figure in the sky of Wenzong who was not afraid of the entire realm and questioned the king of Tianjian. His nose was sore and his eyes were red.

They felt that something in their hearts seemed to be loose, and something hot in their chest began to flow...

That is blood, passionate blood, the struggle accumulated in the bones of the disciples of Wenzong, and their last hell roar.

"Master! We are not afraid!"

"We Wenzong has no cowards!"

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

"Don't stop until death!"

...

"Did you hear it?" Master Mo Yang stood quietly in the sky, his ears were filled with the shouts of disciples of Wenzong. He opened his arms, and behind him, the Taoist wheel began to turn into jade!

The bottleneck of a thousand years has loosened at this moment...

The heart of the leader Mo Yang walked a long way, and the situation arose from the heart and then broke through. At this moment, he entered the Tao.

"It seems that there is no need to count 'three'." The Lord of the Tianjian Kingdom shook his head and looked at the leader of Mo Yang with pity, "It's a pity that you have just broken through and are about to die at this moment..."

Before he finished speaking, a sword light cut through the sky. In the dim sky, it seemed that only this sword was left.

"'Juetian Sword'!"

Fast, a sword that is so fast that it is impossible to trace.

A terrible, an extremely powerful sword.

The sky sword comes out, and the sword path is depressed!

This is the sword of the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom. There are not many fancy things, and some are just a sword that takes human life.

The sword came out and the wind and clouds were destroyed. The leader Mo Yang, who had just broken through to the realm of entering the Tao, had not yet stood firm and had not yet consolidated his cultivation level, and he faced the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, who had been immersed in the peak of entering the Tao for hundreds of years...

He couldn't stop this sword!

But I can't stop it, I have to stop it, because behind him are all disciples of Wenzong!

"puff……"

The head of the sect, the blood was sprayed at the entrance of the Sect. Before the sword arrived, a blood mark appeared in his Taoist body, but he didn't realize it. He just frowned and pushed the Taoist method to the extreme. The qi and blood in his body were ignited at this moment, and a layer of blood gradually surged on the jade-making Taoist wheel.

He has begun to fight for his life!

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master!"

...

The disciples of Wenzong cried and shouted.

...

"Master Mo Yang..." Hong Lan was also sad for the gods in the hall.

...

"Drive! Wenzong is already about to withdraw from the stage of history!" The Lord of the Tianjian Kingdom said lightly, and the Taoist slurred into the sword light, causing it to advance suddenly. The Taoist sect's Taoist could not stop Jue Tian's sword at all. The death he felt was approaching. He did not panic at all, but thought about how to protect the younger generations behind him.

"Master, my disciples have tried their best..."

At this moment, a ray of piano sound suddenly appeared in the sky of Wenzong.

"Clang..."

The sound of the piano suddenly erupted, like a silver bottle breaking. The sound blade slashed on the Juetian sword through the space, and the unstoppable Juetian sword dissipated in an instant.

"Hmm?" The sudden change made the entire battlefield stunned.

"There are masters?" The Lord of the Tianjian Kingdom was slightly moved, and his deep eyes suddenly became cold, and he suddenly looked at a certain mountain peak of Wenzong. In that direction, Qin Peak, one of the seven peaks of Wenzong.

"Qin Peak...who comes from the Peak Lord?" The Lord of Tianjian narrowed his eyes. Just as he was about to slash at Qin Peak, the clouds around the Qin Room suddenly swayed, and a dazzling light shot out from the depths of Qin Peak, suddenly rising like fireworks, drawing an arc in the air, and then swept towards another seven peaks breaking through the air!

"It's him?" The Lord of Qinglian Peak's heart trembled.

There is only one person in the world who can have such a formation!

Wenzong, the main peak, Lanting.

Chu Tianming had climbed to Lanting at some point and sat down cross-legged. Beside him, the groom spread a mat in front of him, and then stood with his hands down with a respectful look.

"Chief comes."

Chu Tianming raised his hand and the firework-like streaming light came to his hands obediently as if attracted.

After the flowing light dissipated, a guqin appeared.

At the first glance of this piano, it immediately gives people a feeling of pine and ancient times, as if it has experienced the vicissitudes of life. But when you feel it carefully, you can feel the vitality of the guqin, like a big tree growing vigorously, radiating with magnificent vitality.

Chu Tianming gently stroked the strings of the piano, his movements were gentle and slow, as if he had already become familiar with every part of the guqin.

Chu Tianming's hands casually hanged above the guqin, just like this almost natural movement, but it was smooth and seemed to have practiced countless times.

...Yaofeng. Ye Daolin, who was sleeping, slowly opened his eyes, "Wenzong... is still bloody... good things, good luck!" He was the last line of defense of Wenzong. He would have taken action, but when he saw the figure on the main peak, he knew that he should not be outspoken before the figure had taken action. Because he knew. Because he knew everything. Now, the figure has taken action.

...

"Chu Tianming." There is no need to guess at all, the Lord of the Tianjian Kingdom knew Chu Tianming's identity.

Chu Tianming's eyes drooped slightly and he said lightly: "Groom, take the head back to heal the wound."

"Yes, young master." The groom said respectfully. Before he finished speaking, the man had disappeared and came to the sky.

In the hall, a glimmer of light burst out from Xu Qingqian's beautiful eyes, "Walking cloud level? Chu Tianming has such servants?"

The groom had a roll of coarse cloth and linen clothes, and left with the head of Mo Yang.

"Don't leave if you come." As Lord Dao Lei pondered, a cold sword light had already broken through the air and shot towards the groom.

The sword light contains the way of breaking the sword by the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom. Wherever his sword reaches, everything can be broken.

Seeing the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom take action, the hearts of the disciples of Wenzong were raised to their throats.

But just as the sword light was about to hit the groom, the groom waved his hand and the unparalleled sword light disintegrated. Not only that, an invisible force rushed towards the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom along the sword light. The power spread too quickly and hit the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, and it actually pulled him away more than ten feet like a fan of a fly.

This move made countless people stunned.

Wenzong, there are such masters? Where did this come out?

"Lord of Heavenly Sword, what's going on?" Lord Daolai asked in a voice.

The Lord of the Tianjian Kingdom said deeply: "It's just a test, but it's okay. The groom's cultivation should be just as good as you and me. If he takes action again, we can stop him."

The Lord Daolei was skeptical, but he still nodded secretly.

"First, let's cook Old Man Nie, so as not to have too many dreams!" Lord Dao Lei thought, and then he didn't hold back much, and directly poured the Five-Chief Dao into the thunder flash, trying to take his life.
Chapter completed!