In an instant, there were shouts of killing everywhere in the entire Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect.

Some disciples had no idea what was going on, and they saw that the disciples of the Blood Evil God Sect and the Yuhua Heaven Palace had already come to kill them one by one.

This is simply horrifying.

"Farewell Wind, Blood in the Sky, Qin Yu, do you know what the outcome of doing this?"

Jian Nantian was sitting cross-legged at the moment, his face gradually turned green, which was caused by the poison of the Green Flame Sky Needle.

The Green Flame Sky Needle is a half-completion imperial-level immortal weapon that has not been born in the Yuhua Tiangong. It has accumulated tens of thousands of extremely poisons in the fairy world and is mixed together.

"Know!"

Yu Huafeng said coldly: "The end is that you will be removed from the Immortal Realm from the Sword Domain, one of the ten major realms, will disappear!"

"You dream!"

Jian Nantian shouted: "You will only make the earth, the demons and demons begin to get ready to move. At that time, the entire fairy world will be in chaos."

“No, no…”

Yu Huafeng said again: "You are too arrogant to yourself. Jiannantian, your sword sect has declined. The sword domain is no longer the powerful sword domain tens of years ago. You are also ready to die..."

"Ha ha……"

Jian Nantian laughed and said, "Yuhuafeng, even if I am poisoned, it is impossible for you to kill me. You should know that we are one of the top ten immortal kings, what is our reliance!"

"It's okay, I just need to entangle you and waste you to death. Can you thirty-three Heavenly Sword Sect disciples resist the massacre of my Yuhua Tiangong and the Blood Evil God Sect disciples?"

After the words fell, the feathered wind rushed out directly.

At the same time, Jian Nantian's eyes were full of anger.

Hold the sword and fight out.

In an instant, the nine palace masters of Yuhuatian Palace rushed out of the crowd, and the six hall masters of the Blood Evil God Sect also came out at this moment.

The entire Qingtian Peak was in chaos.

However, the battle between these top immortal kings is too powerful. Gradually, many immortal king masters gradually spread out.

But at this moment, Mu Yun became the target of public criticism.

"Mu Yun, Mu Yun, you are dead, dead..."

Yun Lang walked step by step to Mu Yun, with a sword in his hand, and his sharp murderous aura rushed straight to Mu Yun.

"stop!"

But at this moment, a shout suddenly sounded.

A figure blocked it in front of Yun Lang.

"Sword Wushuang!"

Seeing the main sword Wushuang of Thirty-Three Peaks Peak, Yun Lang was stunned.

"Yunlang, what are you doing?"

Jian Wushuang looked at Yun Lang and shouted in a deep voice: "Do you want to kill Mu Yun? Now things have proved that Mu Yun is the Tian Jianzi of our 33 Heavenly Sword Sect, you can't kill him!"

"Jian Wushuang, are you really stupid or fake stupid?"

Yun Lang mocked, "You didn't see that even if the sect leader was not sure of Mu Yun's true identity, in the end, wouldn't he still trap Mu Yun here and let him wait for death?"

"This shows that the sect leader has made up his mind. Regardless of whether Mu Yun is the leader of the Yun League or not, he will die!"

“Bad talk!”

Jian Wushuang stopped Yun Lang and shouted, "No matter what, you can't kill him!"

"Do you think you can stop me?"

Yun Lang sneered and rushed out with his sword.

However, Jian Wushuang stopped Yun Lang, but he was obviously not the only one who wanted to kill Mu Yun!

Two figures came from the sky.

If you look closely, it was An Tianyu, the 12th Lord of the Blood Evil God Sect who came this time, and Luo En, the third Lord of the Blood Evil God Sect.

An Tianyu looked at Mu Yun, murderous intent emerged in his eyes.

"Mu Yun, you killed Andan, right?"

An Tianyu said coldly: "That is my only son. If you kill him, you will pay for his life!"

At this moment, Mu Yun's breathing became difficult.

"Yes, I killed your son. That kid is completely seeking death. Not only him, but I also killed Chu Feng. Luo En, you want to take revenge, come on!"

At this moment, Mu Yun's eyes were filled with a hint of indifference and murderous intent. He looked at the two of them with rage.

Although he was bound to move, his heart was full of murderous aura at this moment.

He really wants to kill people now, and he keeps killing people.

"Okay, I'll give you a promise!"

Hearing Mu Yun's words, An Tianyu took a step forward, his breath condensed in his body, and he rushed towards Mu Yun.

But at this moment, suddenly, a figure appeared directly in front of Mu Yun.

"Hehe... An Tianyu, why did you become the hall master for so many years? Not only did you not change your impetuousness, but it made you even more impetuous!"

This hehe laughter sounded, and a figure appeared in front of An Tianyu.

Looking closely, the figure was sloppy and his clothes were broken. They were all patches, and they looked like an old beggar. The most important thing was that they had a limp leg and looked very inconsistent.

"Yu Chengfeng!"

Seeing this person, a figure rushed over not far away and exclaimed.

"Yu Chengfeng, who rides the wind for thousands of miles, and blood flows into a river?" After hearing a few words, An Tianyu became careful.

"Haha... Qiao Chenhai, I didn't expect you to run to the Blood Evil God Sect to be your first master. It's so comfortable. It's not like me. I'm tired of running around every day, and I can't see the light when I act under the night moon!"

Yu Chengfeng smiled.

"Old Yu..."

When Mu Yun saw this person, he was shocked.

Isn’t Lao Yu in the Yiye Sword Sect? Later he inquired about Lao Yu, but it disappeared without a trace.

But now...

"Young Master, don't be surprised!"

Yu Chengfeng laughed and said, "I am old, no one can make things difficult for you, don't worry!"

"Young Sect Master?" Mu Yun was even more puzzled when he heard this title.

"Trough!Trough!Trough! Yu Chengfeng, you old fox, don't wait for me to come here, are you so anxious to make meritorious performance?"

At this moment, a scolding sounded.

The curse sounded, and a sound of breaking through the air sounded. In the blink of an eye, an old man fell down.

"Boss Wang, the boss?"

Mu Yun was stunned again.

He was really confused this time!

"This old guy..."

"Haha, how are the young master? I'm right here in Wang Yufeng, and I'm familiar with the young master!" Wang Yufeng said with a smile.

"Who are you?"

Mu Yun couldn't help shouting at this moment.

"The Nine Prison Kings of the Biluo Huangquan Sect Yu Chengfeng!"

"Bi Luo Huangquan Sect's Eight Prison King Wang Yufeng!"

"See the young master!"

Yu Chengfeng and Wang Yufeng responded at this moment.

Yu Chengfeng... Wang Yufeng... is the prison king of Biluo Huangquan Sect?

Young sect leader?

Mu Yun only felt that he was not pretending enough in his mind.

Where exactly is this?

"You guys, are you wrong?" Mu Yun couldn't help but speak.

"Little junior brother!"

But at this moment, a shout sounded.
To be continued...