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"Which one killed a thousand swords, kicked my root!"

The screams kept ringing.

Such a scene stunned everyone, who couldn't believe it.

Didn't they let them kill each other?

Why did you make a move all of a sudden?

Everyone murmured, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

On the stage.

The scariest one is the Emperor Dragon.

I saw that he was surrounded by dozens of old monsters, punching and kicking him.

Especially Bailixiu and Ning Lanhui's ruthlessness was beyond description.

"Ouch, I admit defeat, senior, don't fight anymore, if you fight again... oh... yo, I'm going to die!"

"Don't slap your face, my stomach! It hurts, take it easy!"

Dilong let out a series of screams.

Hearing it in people's ears, the hairs stand on end, and the whole body trembles.

After a long time, everyone stopped attacking.

"Wow..."

Everyone stood neatly on both sides.

I saw that the arena was full of Dilong's people.

Everyone lay on the ground, wailing indistinctly.

Their exposed skin was all bruised and purple, which was horrible.

Looking at their appearance, they all turned into eggplants.

Especially Dilong, who was covered in bruises and looked so miserable that it was hard to describe.

"go with!"

Bailixiu let out a loud shout and waved his right hand lightly.

"Wow..."

Hundreds of people flew out like celestial maidens scattering flowers, and fell heavily in all directions.

"Humph!"

Ning Lanhui was not idle either, and breathed lightly.

"howl……"

Like a gust of wind, it swept up the remaining hundreds of people.

"Boom..."

They fell heavily to various places below the ring.

After struggling a few times, Dilong tilted his head and passed out.

Such a scene strongly stimulated everyone's nerves.

"hiss……"

The onlookers, looking at these terrifying and perverted old monsters, couldn't help but feel chills and their backs felt chills.

"Fuck, ghost sword sect and cold sword sect are going to unite?"

"You think too much, they first clear out the dissidents, and then go to the decisive battle!"

"Look, they surrounded Xingba, that kid, it's miserable!"

Everyone looked up, their pupils constricted.

I saw that the two groups of Cold Sword Sect and Ghost Sword Sect had thousands of people, and they surrounded Su Ziyang in the blink of an eye.

Bailixiu and Ning Lanhui looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

At the same time, he showed a look of guard.

Seeing these people crowding around, the corners of Su Ziyang's mouth twitched slightly, not paying attention at all.

Do you think there are enough people?Think too much.

In the next second, Su Ziyang couldn't help but froze, and his face showed shock.

I saw that thousands of old monsters standing in front of him knelt down at the same time.

"Meet the ancestors!"

The sound was orderly, shaking the whole space, buzzing and trembling.

After this sound.

Quiet.

very quiet.

Deathly silence.

The onlookers looked at this scene, their thinking was stagnant, and their expressions were shocked.

That kind of stupefaction and disbelief cannot be described in words.

After a while, the sound of explosions continued.

"Oh my God, he... is he an ancestor? Besides, he is still an ancestor of two sects, isn't it fake?"

"Dream, it must be a dream, ouch, it hurts!"

"No wonder, the two-finger breaking method, it turns out that he is a super old monster, and he founded Ghost Sword Sect and Cold Sword Sect!"

"Dilong actually wants to attack this kind of old monster, isn't this courting death?"

Everyone muttered to themselves, their eyes fixed on the ring, motionless.

Su Ziyang stood in the center, also in a daze.

Found out?

No way?

The means of self-expression are not used much.

Hey, there is no other way, no way out.

That's just right, you can hide your true identity, as long as Xiaodie doesn't find out.

Thinking about it this way, Su Ziyang put his hands behind his back, showing the appearance of an extraterrestrial expert, "Get up!"

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

Everyone stood up and stood respectfully in front of Su Ziyang.

That fiery expression had a feeling of wanting to devour people.

"Then why are you standing there? Do you want me to drive you down? The strong ones stay, the weak ones, get out!"

With a loud shout, these thousands of old monsters were awakened.

Thousands of old monsters immediately moved.

Soon, including Su Ziyang, there were only 11 people left on the stage.

Cold Sword Sect and Ghost Sword Sect each account for five people.

Bailixiu and Ning Lanhui stared at each other without showing any sign of weakness.

"Dong dong..."

At this moment, two violent chestnuts hit the top of the two people's heads, making them dizzy for a while.

"When you get here, you still form cliques. Is the Spirit Sword Sect a place for you to form a small society?"

"Oh, don't run, stop!"

"Tell you to run, tell you to run!"

Su Ziyang hit the two old monsters hard.

The beating caused several blisters on their heads, and the onlookers were stunned for a while.

"Old Ancestor, I was wrong, I dare not do it again!"

"Old Ancestor, stop hitting, there will never be a next time!"

After the two promised, Su Ziyang stopped attacking.

"Everyone is fighting against the Protoss, that is, one family. Splitting and confrontation are prohibited! If not, don't blame me for being rude!"

Su Ziyang let out a cold snort, which made the two of them tremble in fright, and nodded repeatedly, expressing their assurances.

The other old monsters also nodded secretly when they heard this.

In the sky, a figure slowly emerged.

He was dressed in white, and his white hair complemented each other, and he seemed to be shining brightly.

Behind him, carrying a long sword, looks like a swordsman.

He is none other than the founder of the Spirit Sword Sect—Spiritual Sword Venerable.

At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Su Ziyang, as if he wanted to see through him.

"The ancestors of the two sects joined my Spirit Sword Sect at the same time? What are they doing?"

"I really didn't realize that he turned out to be such an old monster!"

"Are you here to take my position? Make Spirit Sword Sect yours?"

"Hmph, don't even think about ruining the old man's good deeds!"

There was a trace of displeasure on Venerable Spirit Sword's face.

The killing intent flashed across his face.

Then, his figure slowly disappeared without a trace.

Su Ziyang frowned slightly, as if he also felt something was wrong.

A look up.

But see.

"Om..."

The sky trembled, and a transparent ripple oscillated out.

A figure walked out from the transparent ripples.

Her appearance made the whole world lose its color.

Immortal aura flutters, the dust is not stained, and the noble and holy atmosphere spreads out.

When people look at it, a feeling of self-ashamedness floods all over the body.

Everyone was attracted by her figure, and for a while, they didn't come back to their senses.

"What a nice view!"

These are the two words that everyone murmured in their hearts.

At this moment, even Su Ziyang was stunned.

Her temperament is as graceful as a fairy's, and her face, which is disastrous to the country and the people, is even more charming than before.

That kind of fairy spirit, when people see it, they can't extricate themselves.

She is Xiaodie.

However, Xiaodie walked towards Su Ziyang step by step.

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