The last time I fought with him, both sides suffered a defeat.

Now... he is probably the only one who is injured.

"Uncle Master..."

The old man from Qingyunlou did not expect that this would be the case.

It can be said that this is his biggest trump card this time.

He felt that once the trump card was played, Xiao Chen and the others would die.

The result was good. Xiao Chen and the others were not caught in one go, and their crisis became even greater.

"Break the formation first..."

Seeing that the burly phantom was suppressed by Xiao Chen, the ancestor Qingming immediately made a decision and left first if he did not kill Xiao Chen.

If Xiao Chen is suppressed now, then they can kill Xiao Chen in a short time.

"ah……"

Just as the old man from Qingyun Tower nodded, a scream rang out.

He turned his head and looked wide, "You dare..."

"Master, save me...ah..."

A young man screamed and his chest was torn by Zhao Laomo's black golden claws.

He is Wei Zichen's junior brother and the old man's disciple... Half a step in innate strength.

Although innate battles broke out everywhere on Cangxia Cliff, there were also half-step innate battles.

However, half-step innate is the weakest battlefield.

Lao Mo Zhao was a few half-step innate, and was also surrounding the Qingyun Tower and Qingyan Sect’s half-step innate.

Moreover, it has an absolute advantage.

"Kill my Qingyun Tower people, you will definitely destroy your nine clans."

The old man from Qingyun Tower stared at Old Demon Zhao, his voice extremely cold.

"Pooh……"

Old Demon Zhao was not afraid at all. Not only did he not fear, but he spitted.

"Who are you scaring me? You can destroy my nine clans... I can't even find my nine clans. You can find them. Thank you!"

“…”

Seeing this, the old man from Qingyunlou became even more angry. He dared to be so arrogant when he was just one and a half steps innate.

Innate in the ancient martial arts world, it is not to be humiliated, in the sky outside the sky... Although there are many innate innate, there are very few powerful people in the sixth level of heaven, and it is also not to be humiliated.

"Don't stare at me. If I'm in the same realm, I'll kill you like killing a chicken..."

Old Demon Zhao sneered.

"I want to kill me? I'd rather think about whether I can leave alive."

Listening to the old man Zhao's words, the old man in Qingyunlou felt a sank and suppressed his anger.

Today, Xiao Chen really dares to kill them all?

Are you not afraid of Qingyunlou’s revenge?

But thinking about it again, Xiao Chen killed many innate people in the Tianji Sect... and he didn't dare to kill them.

"The opportunity is not enough? Don't wait... wait any longer, there will be no chance."

Suddenly, Xiao Chen roared again, and the Xuanyuan sword stabbed into the burly phantom.

The golden dragon shadow appeared, roared, and began to devour the soul power.

Xiao Chen's left fist also blasted out again, hitting the burly phantom.

"ring……"

The burly phantom roared, and he saw that it was not Xiao Chen who threatened him, but the bone ring on his hand!

What level of magic weapon is this that can actually threaten him!

"kill!"

As Xiao Chen suppressed the burly phantom again, Wan Tu, who had joined the ancestor Qingming, shouted loudly.

He should have slashed at Xiao Yi's sword, retracted it at a strange angle, and then stabbed it out suddenly.

Scratch...Puff!

The protective energy broke and the sound of the blade entering the body came out.

"ah!"

A scream rang out on Cangxia Cliff.

The ancestor Qingming staggered back, and a blood hole appeared in his ribs, and blood gushed out.

His old face, which was twisted by the severe pain, was filled with shock and disbelief.

The one who stabbed him... it turned out to be Wan Tu!

Not only did the Ancestor Qingming couldn't believe it, but Xiao Yi and others... were also stunned.

What's going on?

Why did the elders of Qingyan Sect suddenly attack Qingming Ancestor?

"Wan Tu..."

The Cangxia Cliff became much quieter, and many battles stopped.

Almost everyone's attention was focused on the ancestor Qingming and Wan Tu.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

"Wan Tu..."

The ancestor Qingming covered the blood hole in his ribs, stared at Wan Tu, and roared.

"Why!"

"No... impossible..."

Wei Lanzhe said something, but he couldn't believe it.

"grandfather……"

Marriott, hiding in the corner, also widened his eyes.

How is this possible?

"Why?"

Wan Tu succeeded with one blow, but did not chase him anymore. Instead, he looked at the ancestor Qingming with a complicated expression.

But soon, his expression returned to cold and his voice became cold.
Chapter completed!