"Yun'er, Xiu'er, Yao'er!" Bingyun shouted softly, his voice looking a little tired.

"Disciples are here!" An Ruoyun, Sun Yunxiu, and Ji Yao all took a step forward. The three of them were the first three disciples Bingyun accepted, and they were also the only three emperors in Bingxin Valley.

"Let the disciples leave the space magic circle, I will stay and delay them for a while."

The three disciples looked at me, and I looked at you, and in the end, An Ruoyun replied: "Master, it's not that the disciples don't follow the instructions, but... I'm afraid no one is willing to leave."

Most of the remaining 7,000 disciples in Bingxin Valley are orphans. They have been taken back to Bingxin Valley since childhood and taken care of them carefully. For them, Bingxin Valley is their own home and their roots. Now that the family is in trouble, who is willing to leave?

It can be said that looking at the entire Northern Region and even the entire astral realm, it is basically rare to find a sect that can compete with Bingxin Valley in terms of cohesion.

A few days ago, An Ruoyun and others made arrangements to send some disciples out of Bingxin Valley in advance. However, after asking, no disciple was willing to live a life of silence, and they all expressed their desire to live and die with the sect.

"You have to leave if you don't want to leave. You can keep as much as you can." Bingyun ordered seriously: "You can make arrangements now, bring your disciples you like, and stay away from the Northern Territory."

The three girls were indifferent, but they didn't move.

The army of the South Gate looked around and felt it, and secretly regretted why he had to make things difficult for some wealth with these women. Now that the formation of protecting the sect is broken, he has to bear the greatest responsibility.

"Why don't you go quickly!" Bingyun couldn't help but scold them when they saw that there was nothing they did.

Seeing that the master was angry, the three girls shook instinctively.

At this moment, a crisp crackling sound suddenly spread throughout the fields, and the large array light curtain shrouded in Bingxin Valley suddenly cracked inch like broken porcelain.

The last layer of weak protection was torn, and Bingxin Valley was completely exposed.

"The formation is broken!" The Nanmen Army's face changed.

Bingyun and others also had pretty faces.

"Bingyun, Mr. Feng is here!"

Suddenly, a shout from someone came from outside. Immediately afterwards, whistling winds came from all directions, and powerful divine thoughts swept across the treasure land of Bingxin Valley, and soon the movement of the battle came into everyone's ears.

That was the encounter between the disciples of Bingxin Valley and the enemy who invaded the outside world.

Brush brush...

One by one, a series of sounds of breaking through the air sounded. In the blink of an eye, Bingyun and others were surrounded by more than 20 people, and these more than 20 people all exuded the breath of the Emperor Realm.

Feng Xuan and Yao Zhuo, who were in charge, had powerful cultivation at the third level of Emperor's realm.

"The Bingxin Valley Protective Sect Array is just like this!" Feng Xuanling stood in the void, looking down at Bingyun and others, and a proud and disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The ice clouds were as deep as water, and their beautiful eyes swept across the Emperor Realms one by one. Although many people looked at her calmly, more people's eyes flashed, as if they had done something bad.

Bing Xingu has been standing in this northern region for many years and has never had any evil with any sect. On the contrary, many female disciples have married out of the country. Although Bing Yun has set rules, the married disciples have nothing to do with Bing Xingu, the rules are rules after all, and this unrelated thing cannot be changed.

In other words, over the years, Bingyun has more or less related to the major sects of the Northern Region. In every era, some outstanding disciples have married into these sects.

But now, these powerful people from many sects actually followed Feng Xuan's breakthrough of the sect protection formation in Bingxin Valley, and rushed into the hinterland of Bingxin Valley, and surrounded Bingyun and others. This was really heartbreaking.

Now facing Bingyun's burning gaze, these people couldn't help feeling guilty.

"Master Chen Gu, I, Bingxin Valley, have no grudges with you Cangle Valley. On the contrary, Master Chen Gu was infected with the poison a hundred years ago. Or was this palace helping you detoxify? Master Chen Gu also came to make things difficult for me Bingxin Valley today?" An Ruoyun's beautiful eyes were cold. He looked at a half-old old man.

The old man's face was slightly red, his eyes dodged and he didn't say a word.

An Ruoyun looked at another woman dressed up and said, "When Elder Yu came to Bingxin Valley to visit, his sister shouted very intimately. Today, he came uninvited, which surprised me."

The woman called Elder Yu smiled far-fetchedly and said, "Sister An, don't blame your sister. Sister An, you have trouble saying this, and you have to force me. Besides, Sect Master Feng is not trying to make things difficult for you Bing Xingu. Her original intention is just to inquire about the origin of a person. Isn't it enough for you Bing Xingu to tell him? Sister An, why not do this? Tell him what Sect Master Feng wants to know now. Sister Feng will tell you about your love for you, and you will not make things difficult for you later."

An Ruoyun sneered: "I have appreciated Elder Yu's kindness."

Elder Yu frowned and said, "Sister An, why bother with this? You..."

"Don't say much. I made friends with you in the past, but I was blinded and could not see that you were an ungrateful villain!"

This was ruthless, which made Elder Yu blush and shouted angrily: "I really don't know how to be polite and treat people's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. Sister An, if you are stubborn, you will not have any good ending today!"

After An Ruoyun said that, the woman couldn't help but feel a little angry.

She shouted in a deep voice: "Today, Feng Sect Master comes with the supreme power. Sister An should be a hero who knows the times and is a hero!"

"Okay!" Feng Xuan laughed, slapped his palm, looked down at the bottom, and sneered: "Bingyun, when you protected the murderer who killed my son, you had thought that there would be today. But it's too late to regret it now. Since I have come, I will not let you have any good fruits."

He seemed to be sure to win by himself, so he was not in a hurry to attack Bingyun and others, but just enjoyed the pleasure of controlling the overall situation with his might.

"Sect Master Feng..." The army of the South Gate frowned and shouted, clasped his fists slightly. Before he could speak, Feng Xuan had interrupted him, glanced at him lightly, and said, "It turns out that Master Nanmen is here too."

The army of the South Gate thought that you were not nonsense. That day he was kidnapped in front of Feng Xuan. Where can he be if he is not here?

Feng Xuan said: "Today, Master Nanmen is the first to be able to break the formation. Master please stand farther away. Otherwise, I will accidentally hurt you. I may feel sorry. After the sect leader destroys Bingxin Valley, there are still many places to rely on the master."

When the army of the South Gate heard this, they frowned, sighed, and stopped talking.

He also knew that his own words were slight. Although he was a master of formation and asked his grandfather to sue him when he found him, there were many things in this world that he would kill donkeys and destroy bridges across the river.

He felt that he was not as proud as he had yet to let Feng Xuan follow his advice.

So I closed my mouth consciously, so as not to cause any trouble.

"Brother Yao, join forces with me to kill Bingyun first, and then destroy Bingxin Valley!" Feng Xuan fully appreciated the desperate posture of the Bingxin Valley people, and was extremely happy in his heart. Then he shouted, and murderous intent surged.

Yao Zhuo, who had been standing aside and had not made any sound, took a step when he heard this, and a powerful aura of the third level of the Emperor's realm burst out.

Although his aura is not as rich and pure as an old-fashioned strong man like Feng Xuan, he is undoubtedly in the third level. After all, he has not been promoted for a long time.

A long sword suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand. The sword light flashed, as if it was about to break the sky. It cut down on the Bingyun at the same time. At the same time, Feng Xuan also sacrificed the relics of the Emperor Wenqing, the Wind and Thunder God Spear.

Above the divine spear, the sound of wind and thunder erupted, turned into a bolt of lightning and attacked the ice clouds.

When the two emperors joined forces to the third level, Bingyun's face suddenly became extremely solemn.

These days she has fought with these two guys a lot, fighting alone, and she is not afraid of anyone, and she is even confident that she will kill Yao Zhuo in one stick of incense, but she can't do anything about the two of them. She immediately pointed her toes lightly, floated back and then retreated.

"Form a formation!" An Ruoyun shouted in time.

The next moment, the six Emperors from Bingxin Valley flew to Bingyun and scattered in a mysterious position.

When the Emperor Yuan was activated, the power of the seven people suddenly sounded a sound of harmony. For a moment, sand and stones flew on the earth, and the sun and the moon were gone. In a vague way, a giant creature suddenly appeared, raising his head and roaring angrily.

Dangdang...

After two shocks, Yao Zhuo's eyes retreated more than ten steps in horror, his chest rolled in blood, and Feng Xuan also shook his body and staggered several steps back. The blasted Wind Thunder God Spear was blocked by a magical force.

“What’s the situation?”

"What's going on?"

"Bingyun is so powerful?"

A group of onlookers were all dumbfounded and unbelievable. Although Bingyun's strength was obvious to all, if she could use her own strength to block the joint efforts of Feng Xuan and Yao Zhuo, and even force them to retreat, no one here would believe it.

But the facts are just in front of them, making it difficult for them to doubt them.

"No, it's not the power of Bingyun!"

"Formation, what kind of formation is this?"

"Xuanwu's empty body, this formation...is amazing."

After the light dissipated, the scene on the ground gradually became clear. After watching it, everyone suddenly realized how Bingyun forced the two emperors to retreat to the third level.

Because at this moment, Bingyun and the other six disciples formed a mysterious formation, which closely connected the seven emperors, and the energy visible to the naked eye condensed a huge black witch shadow.

Bingyun hid in the head of Xuanwu Phantom, while An Ruoyun and Sun Yunxiu were on their shoulders, Ji Yao and another emperor-level elder stood on their feet, with one person on their back and one person on their tail.

The Xuanwu Phantom is arrogant and looks like a man is invincible.
Chapter completed!