After passing through the book, he will be a backer for the poor villain

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen to a decent sect. It's really an eye-opener. Who would dare to send talented and outstanding disciples to Tianqing Peak in the future? If this kind of thing happens again, it will become a joke!"

"Who knows, this is a chaotic relationship between master and apprentice, and I don't know what kind of appearance that disciple is, so that Chu..."

"boom!"

There was a crisp sound of glass cracking, and the teacup in his hand was crushed to pieces.

"Shut up!" Xuan Qing shouted sullenly, with an ugly expression on his face.

Some people didn't know what happened, they looked around, and finally their eyes fell on Xuan Qing, and they shouted in white voices:

"Who are you, you, your mouth grows on me, do you care about you? I like to say what I like to say!"

Xuan Qing sneered, the Xuanbing Sword in his hand was full of murderous aura even though it was not out of its sheath, many sharp-eyed people hurriedly backed away, the man who was still arrogant just now was immediately discouraged, and smiled apologetically:

"It turned out to be Xianjun, the little one just talked so cheap, it was all jokes, jokes..."

"Joke?"

Xuan Qing repeated the words with a blank face. The man felt angry and wanted to run in a panic, but he knocked over the table and chairs, and the people around him instantly emptied out. The aura of the black clothes was not ordinary at first glance. People are afraid that things will mess with themselves.

The man shouted loudly: "You can't hit people casually, what sect are you from!! How can disciples of the Xianmen bully ordinary people!"

Xuan Qing's eyes were full of sarcasm, he just thought it was funny, he mentioned the fairy gate when he had something to do, and slandered him behind his back when he had nothing to do, selfish and selfish, he was simply a scum.

"Unfortunately, I practice the magic way, not some kind of fairy!"

After saying that, Xuanqing kicked the man on the chest, the man flew two meters straight, hit the wooden wall with a loud noise, the people beside him were silent, no one dared to step forward to help.

Xuan Qing approached step by step: "I warn you, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately, and Immortal Master Chu is also worthy of your ignorant mortals to comment?"

The man didn't dare to show his anger, he just felt that he was being grabbed by the collar like a chicken cub, and suddenly his hand was loosened, and he slammed on the table hard, his head was bleeding immediately.

"I won't kill you, dirty my hands!"

Everyone in the room stiffened their backs, trembling, and stared at Xuanqing with fear and defense. The proprietress was distressed and did not dare to make a sound. She only hoped that the Buddha would leave quickly, but she did not dare to urge him at all.

Xuan Qing glanced at the group of people who spoke just now, and said expressionlessly:

"If I hear another word from you that slanders Immortal Master Chu, I will cut off your tongues!"

Right or wrong, these people in the whole world are the least qualified to speak.

The man nodded hurriedly, his body was shaking like a sieve, and he didn't dare to lift his head.

Xuan Qing sneered, and left with her hands behind her back. Before leaving, she even threw a few ingots of silver on the counter. The proprietress was flattered, and said to the leaving figure:

"Thank you Xianjun, thank you Xianjun!"

After leaving the mortal realm, Xuanqing realized that he originally wanted to buy chestnut cakes, and the master's reputation has always been the best in the fairy sect, but now because he is being talked about by the world, he feels very uncomfortable.

Master is the most important person in his life, even if he sacrificed his life, he would not hesitate, how could he allow others to slander him.

On the day the two parted, Chu Xihe asked Xuan Qing to wait for him to send a letter. Until the day of the battle between immortals and demons, Xuanqing did not wait for Chu Xihe to send a letter.

Tianqing Peak, Baiyu Guantai.

All the powers of the Twelve Immortal Sects were gathered, and all the famous figures were there, with cold and solemn faces. In the wide square, three thousand elite disciples of the Immortal Sect were on standby, except for Chu Xihe, who had the highest cultivation level.

"Master Song, at such a critical juncture, what does it mean that Master Chu has not yet appeared?"

Song Qiyun glanced across the audience and said:

"Chu Immortal Master has retreated for more than ten days and broke through the bottleneck of the Void Refining Stage. When he leaves the seclusion today, he will definitely be able to catch up with the Mixuan Conference. All the elders of the immortal sect, please be safe and don't be impatient!"

"I don't know whether it is an intentional breakthrough or an intentional delay!"

Xiao Muhuai's face was extremely ugly, the meaning in the words was obvious, who knows if it was intentional, after all rumors were flying around the two master and apprentice, if it was intentional favoritism.

Song Qiyun frowned and said coldly:

"Master Xiao, please pay attention to your words, how can I, Tianqing Peak, slander you casually!"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion among the immortal sects.

"This can't be blamed on Head Xiao. If it's really innocent, why would such rumors spread."

"Sect Leader Song, under the circumstances, Immortal Master Chu will open this Demon Slaying Formation. I'm afraid it's inappropriate?"

Song Qiyun burst into anger, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, he shook his sleeves and said:

"Could it be that the demons have not yet joined the battle, and my immortal sect is going to have a civil war first! The demons have captured hundreds of monks from the sect, and today they will definitely kill Xuanqing, the remnant of the demons! I also hope that all the immortal sects will unite as one!" yes!"

The discussion on the Baiyu platform slowly stopped, and the banners of various sects rattled in the wind. Xie Qingyin and Hua Yinyue stood on the high platform without saying a word, with a few strands of worry on their brows .

The demons have been lower than the immortal sect these years, but in fact they are still rampant. If this battle is fought, no matter whether they win or lose, they will suffer heavy casualties and blood will flow like rivers.

Hua Yinyue sighed, and looked at the person next to her: "Qingyin, what do you think the chances of winning are?"

Xie Qingyin's expression was a bit complicated, and he seemed to be thinking about something. After a pause for two seconds, he said slowly:

"If... Master Chu is merciless, there is a [-]% chance of winning."

Now he has two great artifacts by his side, enough to fight Xuanqing head-on. Once Immortal Master Chu breaks through, he will be at the cultivation level of the fusion stage. , and combine with each other to achieve the ultimate unity and achieve the goal of denying complements and returning to the true.

About a quarter of an hour later, the elders were a little impatient and couldn't sit still. Xiao Muhuai's face was gloomy. The demons accepted the battle but didn't show up for a long time. It's really a big show. He raised one hand high The wine cup strode to the center of the arena and shouted:

"Back then, the Immortal Sect of the Nine Nether Soul Palace was victorious in one fell swoop, but it was a pity that the fish that slipped through the net was left behind. The remaining evil Xuanqing is the son of the Demon Lord Xuanyan, and there will be endless troubles with him. If the demons dare not fight today, we will attack directly. Nine Nether Soul Palace!!"

There was a burst of cheers and applause, and the disciples of Xianmen raised their banners high with great momentum.

A disciple from the audience came to report: "Sect Master, the demons have arrived one mile away from Tianqing Peak!"

Everyone's complexion changed, and before they even opened their mouths, they felt an extremely powerful demonic energy. They watched Xuan Qing, who was dressed in a black brocade robe, descend from the sky and stood with his hands behind his back on the roof of the hall.

Holding the sword, Xiao Muhuai's eyes were red, the veins on his forehead popped, and he let out a roar, like howling mountains and forests:

"Xuanqing! Today this old man is going to avenge Chen'er!! I'll blow your soul away and blow your bones into ashes!!"

"Ah!"

A chuckle came from the roof: "What does Xiao Chen's death have to do with me, is it right for you to yell and poop?"

Xiao Muhuai stared at Xuan Qing's figure, gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't quibble! The old man saw clearly that day, you were the only one present!"

Xuan Qing smiled again: "You saw me kill Xiao Chen with your own eyes? What reason should I have to kill him? With that level of cultivation, I can't catch my eye."

"You demons have always been despicable and shameless, do you need a reason to kill people?!"

"Idiot! You can't even find the right person for revenge!"

Xuan Qing didn't see Chu Xihe with a glance, and couldn't help being a little absent-minded. He didn't intend to waste words with Xiao Muhuai. This kind of person said that it was useless to say anything to him, and directly pointed out his intentions to the immortals:

"My demon clan came to negotiate peace today."

After the words fell, the whole field fell into an eerie silence. At this time, the demon clan suppressed hundreds of sect disciples and appeared under the white jade platform. They were divided into two teams. On the left, besides the dark demon disciples and the soul-eating old ghost, Zi Ming, Yao Ling and others, on the right are monsters from the second world, mighty and mighty.

Song Qiyun confronted Xuanqing and said, "Evil, what kind of tricks are you playing?"

"A trick?"

Xuan Qing turned her head and pointed at the hundreds of sect disciples who were captured under Bai Yutai:

"That is the sincerity of my demon clan. Even if Sect Leader Song has a prejudice against me, he won't even care about the common people in the world, right?"

Song Qiyun seemed to have been poked in the air, his eyes were wide open, and he was afraid of being cheated. He had calculated everything, and never thought that the demons would really make peace. Before that, Chu Xihe asked him what would happen if the demons negotiated peace? Do it, could it be those rumors... No, absolutely impossible!

At the same time, a clear female voice sounded: "Although the Demon Race intends to negotiate peace with Xianmen, personal grievances still need to be resolved!"

The elixir was dressed in blue, she held a keel whip and looked at Baiyutai, and finally her eyes fell on Ling Feng, the head of the Penglai School, her beautiful face was stained with hatred.

"Ling Feng, I want to take all kinds of things from Xiri back today!"

On the Baiyutai, Ling Feng looked at the murderous man with contempt and anger on his face.

"I didn't expect that you were lucky enough to run away last time, and you would dare to come to seek death today!"

Yao Ling laughed loudly, Hua Zhi trembled with tears in his eyes:

"Lingfeng! Don't you feel any guilt about what happened back then? I chose to quit Penglai Island and Qianmu to go back to the Jianghu, and decided to leave this ability in Penglai. What about you?! On the surface, you agreed, but in fact you didn't agree with me. Let me kill you, Qianmu died innocently, how vicious you are, my parents sacrificed for Penglai back then, entrusted me to you at the end of my life, you are good, you have done all the decent things under the guise of being famous all these years, You don't deserve to sit in this position!!"

Everyone didn't understand what was going on at all, Ling Feng remained calm on the face, but the clenched fist under the robe trembled slightly, revealing the anger in her heart at this moment.

"I intend to let you live, but I didn't expect you to force me to do it!"

Ling Feng summoned the Penglai Sword, and the attack was extremely fast, as if he wanted to kill Yao Ling immediately under the sword, only streaks of sharp silver light could be seen in the air, and Yao Ling walked strangely without leaving any leaves on his body.

The two are fighting, and it is not easy for all the immortals to intervene, and the monsters of the two realms are just watching the battle from a distance. Only Liu Qianyu looks at Yao Ling, with a complicated expression and flashes of grief. Back then, Qian Mu voluntarily died for Yao Ling, he could not Disregarding the peace of Xianmen, he attacked Penglai without authorization, but how could he not hate it in his heart, today Yaoling challenged Penglai alone, and Liu Qianyu was a little grateful.

However, after a few tricks, surprise flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. The last time Yao Ling in the water prison hurt his heart, in less than a month, his skills increased greatly, and his body shape changed unpredictablely. Ling Feng frowned and his eyes were terrifying.

"Sinister, what crooked ways are you practicing, this time I have to get rid of you!!" As Ling Feng said, he injected huge spiritual power into the Penglai Sword, the sword energy was like thunder and lightning, and Yao Ling used the keel soft whip to catch more than a hundred moves In the end, he had no choice but to take Ling Feng's slap, his throat was sweet, and at the same time, it flew out of the cuff like a needle-pointed arrow in the dark.

Seeing that the palm of Yaoling was overwhelming, Ling Feng lost his vigilance. The distance between the two was so close that there was no time to avoid it. Six silver needles pierced into the arm and chest respectively, and his whole body went numb.

"It's so embarrassing! Do you think these little tricks can do anything to me?"

Yao Ling clutched his chest, wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a faint smile:

"Natural hidden weapons can't hurt you, but what if it's something from Xiaoyao Pavilion?"

Ling Feng suddenly became unstable. Xiaoyao Pavilion has never intervened in these matters, and even helped Yaoling. For a moment, Ling Feng seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned pale in an instant. She almost forgot that Liu Qianmu used to be Xiaoyao Pavilion disciple.