Youfeng Qingyu and Jianwuwu are two powerful men.

There are more than 40,000 Taiyi Sword Clan members joining, and in terms of overall strength, they have already surpassed the Yin Yang Demon Sect!

Everything was just as Feng Qingyu expected.

He didn't even want to fight!

After joining the Taiyi Sword Clan, when Jian Wuyi came back with the Wu Jian Stone, he was ready to leave directly and sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight.

but--

Because most of the Taiyi Sword Clan don't know Jian Wuyi's plan.

Therefore, except for the old man Sanyuan Jie, everyone else's expressions immediately changed when they saw Jian Zong.

"What's the meaning?"

"The Sword Clan is reorganized? The Tai'a Sword Clan is a traitor!"

"What is this for? For us to blend in with them?"

"Oh my god, have you forgotten the teachings of your ancestors?"

"They said that our clan king Jian Wuwu destroyed the barrier by himself! Is this true?"

"The clan king is crazy!"

On the Taiyi Sword Clan's side, there was chaos on the spot.

They are angry and confused!

Most people don't want to get close to the Tai'a Sword Clan at all.

"Everyone, listen to me. The clan king will come out soon and will explain it clearly to everyone!"

"Brothers and sisters of the Sword Clan, please stop clinging to your prejudices. This is the best opportunity for our Sword Clan to dominate the world."

"Let go of our prejudices so that we can reach the top of the Yanhuang Continent!"

The San Yuan Jie elders quickly explained.

"Dominate the world? Then who will be the king? Is the Sword Clan's surname Jian or Feng?!"

"Jian Wuyi is here, let him stand up and give an explanation!"

There are many Dual Jie elders in the clan, who are four to five hundred years old.

Jian Wuyi is their descendant!

They turned pale with anger and vomited blood on the spot.

"Jian Wuwu, he is treasonous and betrays his family for glory!"

"He will be punished by God. Our 200,000-year-old ancestors of the Taiyi Sword Clan will definitely break his spine!"

This chaos, shouting and swearing were completely witnessed by the Tai'a Sword Clan who were so enthusiastic just now.

Their enthusiasm was extinguished as if by cold water.

Although there are not many people in the Taiyi Sword Clan who yell and curse, as a member of the clan, the resentment, contempt, and contempt in their eyes for the Tai'a Sword Clan still exist.

All of this is more uncomfortable than Feng Qingyu imagined.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is a bit cruel.

"Everyone, listen to me, everyone will come with me and pick up the sword without intending to come back."

"When the time comes, the two of us will give everyone a clear explanation."

Feng Qingyu lowered his body and spoke to everyone in the Taiyi Sword Clan in an extremely sincere tone.

"Get out! Get out!"

Some people bowed their heads and some yelled and cursed.

Feng Qingyu's complexion gradually turned cold.

"The nine-level barrier has been broken. Everyone is heading towards Xuanyuan Lake. I wonder if he has obtained the Sword Enlightenment Stone."

Feng Qingyu pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Everyone join me in killing Xuanyuan Lake and escort Jian Wuyi out!"

"Everyone, please believe that Jian Wuyi and I will definitely explain to everyone!"

Sanyuan Jie Lao from the Taiyi Sword Clan was still trying to persuade him.

"Everyone, please wake up. We have betrayed Shenzong. This is a fact. It is no longer possible for Shenzong to tolerate us."

"After today, Shenzong will inevitably perish. Why should we continue to serve them?"

"Sword Clan, you can be your own master!"

Those who resisted in the Taiyi Sword Clan gathered together.

They all know that betrayal is a fact.

No matter how hard it is to accept, things have happened.

"Looking for Jian Wuwu, let him speak for himself!"

In this way, the Sword Clan's army of more than 200,000 did not leave, but marched towards Xuanyuan Lake in a mighty manner.

…

North of Taiji Peak Lake!

In a barren mountain covered with ice and snow.

A group of 80,000 strong men are standing here.

It's already drizzling, and it will turn to snow soon.

Humid and cold.

Each of them stood blankly in this world.

"King of the clan, what happened to him..."

Everyone looked at the man wearing a blue flame robe high on the mountain.

"After he buried the 'Luan King', he and the other three companion beasts seemed to be practicing."

"Are you still practicing at this time?"

"Shouldn't we keep running? We're not far from the battlefield."

The 80,000 people from the Fang clan in Taiqing looked around in confusion.

"By the way, is it really right for us to run away from the battlefield? We will probably be laughed at by the world again."

"Who do you think you are? Haven't you heard? The mother of our clan king, the master of the Temple of Attendance, was killed by the Lord God just because he displeased the Lord God!"

"Yes! Zunshen is the god of the ancient Xuanyuan clan, and she doesn't have us in her heart at all."

"We worked hard for her. Who knows if she will kill all our Taiqing Fang clan after victory. After all, we are stronger than her descendants. We are the masters of great achievements!"

"The Master of the Temple of Attendance is so pitiful. She dedicated her life to honoring the God! Alas..."

They leaned closely together, and those vows moved everyone.

No one knows what it's like to be homeless.

they know.

"Actually, I can understand the clan king. He worked conscientiously and worked hard for the Shenzong, but his mother and son were both killed by the Xuanyuan clan. If it were me, I would do the same."

"Everyone, listen up. For the entire Yanhuang Continent, our Taiqing Fang clan is not very powerful. Now that we have left Shenzong, everyone must unite and support the clan king!"

"I believe that the clan king will definitely lead our entire clan on a truly heaven-defying path!"

"We will have a home of our own, no longer wandering around, no longer looked down upon by others!"

"Yes, we want to change our destiny against the will of heaven and make everyone really think highly of us..."

They changed roofs one after another, but never had their own home.

Even after Shenzong rises and holds up the backbone of Shenzong, and after Zun Shen returns, the Ancient Divine Realm belongs to the Xuanyuan Clan, no one can change this fact!

In the end, you still have to rely on others!

After a while, the cold rain turned into light snow, and it was freezing cold.

They, the Phoenix clan, all stood closely together.

History, fate, humiliation, contempt, everything gathered in their hearts, making them form a rope.

"From now on, we only have to rely on ourselves!"

Many people have made an oath here.

In front of the crowd, Fang Shenyu, the great commander of the Yuanhuang Army, and Fang Yuqing were standing on the mountainside of the snow-capped mountain.

Their eyes were all looking at the man sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
To be continued...