However, at this moment, Han Meixue's cold voice came from the sky: "Everyone is forced to kill, encircle and suppress it everywhere. What kind of deep hatred is there between the Tianfu Palace and the demon clan? Isn't that enough for you to join forces with the top forces hundreds of years ago?"

"Huh?" Turning his head and glanced at Jing Yiqiu and the generals of Tianfu Hall were all stunned by Yu Hanmeixue's words.

Why did the Baihua Sect, which has always been on the same front as Tianfu Palace, have undergone such a huge change in attitude?

"It turned out to be the second master of Han of Baihua Sect." He paused slightly, and Jing Yiqiu Shu said to Han Meixue: "Didn't Baihua Sect benefit a lot from the original battle to kill demons? Today, the second master of Han seemed arrogant when he said this."

"snort."

After snorting coldly, Han Meixue slowly stretched out her hands, spreading her palms upwards, and then, the Baihua Sect’s strange fire “Jingtian Shengyan” and “Tianlong Burning Tianyan” appeared on the palms of Han Meixue’s palms.

Suddenly, the temperature around the Ice Sculpture City rose sharply.

"This..." Except for the people from Baihua Sect and Ying Ri, the other powerful people at the scene were all in awe of covetous appearances after seeing these two strange fires, which was a little unbelievable.

You should know that the "Jingtian Shengyan" has only one of the only ones on the Wuming Continent. At this time, it actually appeared on Han Meixue. So Lian Yunshang, the leader of Baihua Sect?!

The vast spiritual power spread out instantly. Han Meixue showed her current identity in front of these famous powerful men from the nameless continent: "Deputy Master of the Mirror, the Baihua Sect is now all led by me, Han Meixue. They are completely different from the Baihua Sect that participated in the demon-slaying war before. For hundreds of years, I have a question, what reason do you, who claim to be justice, have united with the demon clan and used this poisonous move to the demon clan who has never done evil!"

With a firm speech, Jing Yiqiu was speechless for a moment when he was talking, looking at the former with a little anger, and thinking about how to deal with it.

Jing Yiqiu really didn't expect that Han Meixue had already controlled the power of the Baihua Sect, and she didn't expect that she would stand up and hold on to the devil at this time.

As he turned his eyes, Jing Yiqiu immediately turned the peak of his words away: "We are just on orders. Although the inferior people are quite familiar with the specific reasons, it is inconvenient to explain them. But Sect Master Han doesn't need to ask anymore. What is the intention of Sect Master Han's statement at this time?"

"If you don't give a sufficient reason today, then for the sake of justice, I will be in charge of the matter of the demon clan!" Han Meixue Yulu was determined.

"Ha, although the overall strength of Baihua Sect is not bad, don't Sect Master Han feel that he is overestimating his ability when he speaks such crazy words before Tianfu Palace and the Demon Country? What's more, there is also my guest elder, Mr. Yue Wu, here." Jing Yiqiu was a little surprised at Han Meixue's statement.

Indeed, although the Baihua Sect is powerful, its weight is not enough in front of Tianfu Palace and the Kingdom of Demons.

"The Deputy Palace Master of Jing said this to me, which is to contempt my Divine Sword Palace." Xiang Hanmeixue looked gratefully, and Ying Ri danced at this time. Zhuo Zhuo said: "There has always been a lip-tooth relationship between my Divine Sword Palace and the Baihua Sect. I am still very clear about the principle that the lips are broken and cold. As for the senior Sword Saint..."

'call……'

With a sound of Senior Sword Saint, the silver-gray sword wings behind Ying Ri suddenly spread wide and slowly pounced on his slap, but there was a hint of heartache on his face.

The starting style of the Wanjian Art Technique, the silver-gray sword wings, is the starting style of the first style of the Wanjian Art Technique, "Sword Shadows".

As we all know, the Wanjian Art is the original martial art of the sword saint Yuewu. No one has learned it on the Wuming Continent except Yuewu, his only disciple Xu Shaojie.

Ying Ri's starting move of Ten Thousand Swords Art directly made the Sword Saint Yue Wu, who had been silent, break through the sword-shaped totem, and his snow-white figure flashed towards Ying Ri.

Although the years of living were quite long, Yue Wu still had a young face. At this time, he came not far in front of Ying Ri, with an obvious anxious face: "Why can you learn the Wanjian Art, my Shaojie disciple, and my Shaojie disciple?"

The Wanjian Art was personally poured into the origin of Xu Shaojie's martial spirit by the sword saint Yue Wu, so he knew very well that it was impossible for others to learn the Wanjian Art unless...

Yue Wu dared to imagine, but it was a foregone conclusion that the person in front of him knew how to use the Ten Thousand Swords Art, which forced him to believe it.

Xu Shaojie is likely to be no longer in this world. This is Yue Wuzai's first subconscious reaction after seeing Ying Ri use the Ten Thousand Swords Technique.

"Senior, Shaojie..." The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Ying Ri saw Yue Wu's anxious attitude, and for a moment it was a little difficult to speak out.

Ying Ri's reaction made the sword saint Yue Wu's heart gradually shrouded in anxiety and worry. After a moment, Yue Wu's face suddenly turned cold. He gritted his teeth and said to Ying Ri in an orderly tone: "Remove the soul defense."

"This..." Ying Ri hesitated about Yue Wu's request.

It is obvious that Yue Wu wanted to personally confirm what happened between Ying Ri and Shao Jie. Ying Ri didn't mind much about this. What he was worried about was that his identity as the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan, and the place where the Second Demon Realm was located would be fully visible to Yue Wu.

"If you hear that, remove your soul defense quickly, otherwise I will kill you directly!" I could no longer bear it, and Yue Wu let out a roar.

Everyone present was very wise to remain silent at this time, even Jing Yiqiu. Although he was the deputy hall master of Tianfu Palace, he also had to be polite to the sword saint Yuewu. After all, the latter represents the peak of the sword world of Wuming Continent. With Yuewu's words, most of the swordsmen on Wuming Continent will stand up for him, and naturally, there are some hidden old monsters.

The hesitation did not last long. Ying Ri's heart was determined and immediately completely removed his soul power.

In the current situation, it is particularly important that the less stance is not enough. Ying Ri knew that since he had used the Ten Thousand Swords Art, he had to take the initiative to try it out.

"Senior, come on!" Ying Ri nodded to the Sword Saint Yue Wu with a firm attitude.

Then, Yue Wu couldn't wait to raise his sword and instantly pointed to Ying Ri's eyebrows. Then, his consciousness began to move rapidly in Ying Ri's mind, looking for all the memories of Xu Shaojie.

In the eyes of everyone, Yue Wuzheng closed his eyes tightly, pointed his right sword at Ying Ri's forehead, and his body kept trembling slightly.

Apart from Ying Ri, who can understand how sad and reluctant Yue Wu's thoughts were experiencing at this time? The memory fragments of Ying Ri were like sharp silver needles, piercing them hard on Yue Wu's heart.

"My disciple, my disciple, the fault of being a teacher is the fault of being a teacher..." He murmured, and the famous swordsman Yue Wu, two lines of tears fell on his cheek.

If you don’t understand what Yue Wu saw in Ying Ri’s consciousness, all the strong people showed doubts and faced each other.

At this time, the Demon Emperor in the Ice Sculpture City also led the captured Demon clan members to appear at the city gate. However, under the formation carefully laid by the Lonely Marquis of Tianfu Palace, he could not leave easily. After all, now, there are still a large number of Demon clan members behind him.

"Ha, my brother, watch our elder brother do his best to deal with the demons and deal with them all. I am really more and more interested." He sat back on the steps with a still-moving dragon stick. Binyin raised his legs again and said to the solemn Binying standing in front of him with some fun.

He glanced at Minyin's words expressionlessly, and Minying raised her head and looked at everything in the distance.

The sword finger slowly moved away from Ying Ri's forehead. Yue Wu seemed very sad at this time, and he completely lost the momentum he had just now. Then, he raised his extremely handsome face and said something that shocked the generals of the Tianfu Palace and Mo Ling, the country of Demon.

"In the future, whoever is enemies with the Lord Yingri Palace of the Divine Sword Palace will be able to cut off my sword saint Yue Wu's eyebrows. If anyone touches him, I will kill whoever!"

"The more... the less senior..." Even the Japanese were surprised by the speed of the change of Wuwei's position. Originally, he wanted to move with emotion after Wuwei knew everything, but now it seems that there is no need.

What is the Demon Emperor, the Sword God Ye Ru, these are all irrelevant things to the Sword Saint Yue Wu. He only knew that his favorite disciple Xu Shaojie was dead, and what made Xu Shaojie feel a little warm before his death was the man in front of him who was carrying the silver-gray sword wings of the Ten Thousand Sword Art. He took risks for friendship and fought to save the captured Xu Shaojie, and finally killed the culprit for Xu Shaojie and avenged his revenge!

In life, you have to repay kindness. The Sword Saint Yue Wu is always alone. He finally took over the talented and proud disciple of Xu Shaojie, but was harmed by a traitor. In the end, Ying Ri accompanied Xu Shaojie through the last part of his life. In any case, the true feelings between such men made Yue Wu care for his beloved disciples, and all turned to Ying Ri, who was Xu Shaojie's lifelong friend.

If anyone touches him, I will kill whoever!

This is the determination that the sword saint Yue Wuzai made to the world after understanding all the facts.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." He put away the sword wings of the Ten Thousand Swords on his body, Ying Ri was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Wiping away the tears on his face, Yue Wu nodded, raised his hand and patted Ying Ri on the shoulder: "I am the one who should thank you. Ying Ri Palace Master, thank you for accompanying Shaojie to finish his last journey."

Things turned so fast that everyone couldn't react. But just now, Yue Wu appeared with the people from Tianfu Palace? Why did he turn against him in a short while?

It was also at this time that Jing Yiqiu's face became ugly. It was already a terrible problem for the Divine Sword Palace and Baihua Sect to join forces to question it. Now, Lian Yuewu made such an oath for no reason, which made Jing Yiqiu very angry, but he couldn't do it.

The Sword Saint Yue Wu was originally just a guest elder in Tianfu Palace. He had the final say whether to go or stay, so what could Jing Yiqiu make?

"I didn't expect that in just a few years, the Lord Yingri Palace had such a transformation. This is beyond words." His figure was ethereal and his neat gray-white clothes moved in the wind. The lonely Hou stood proudly on the back of the silver-rodden sky butterfly with his hands on his back. When Jing Yiqiu fell into an awkward situation, he finally made a sound.
Chapter completed!