He snorted coldly.

Mo Chao fled frantically, and the Feixing Sect disciples, like frightened locusts, climbed onto their own airships and disappeared in an instant.

God defeated!

Emperor Zun is dead!

Three tops and retreat.

A moment.

Only members of the Qin family and Wan family were present at the scene, facing Lingtian alone.

Qin Buheng looked at Ling Tian walking in front, with a bitter smile in his eyes, and whispered softly: "We lost."

"Really defeated."

Qin Buheng never expected that the plan he had been planning for many years would be blocked by Ling Tian alone today?

Could it be?

God willing?

Qin Buheng looked at the green hanging sword and white jade flute in Ling Tian's hands, which symbolized the power of medicine, and felt even more disturbed in his heart.

A battle today.

Complete defeat.

Ling Tian didn't pay any attention to Qin Buheng's appearance. He just glanced at Qin Buheng in front of him and said, "You failed."

The words of the king.

Like thunder again.

Qin Buheng smiled bitterly: "Master Qingxuan Sword, I am convinced."

Qingtian Beast Master!

Kill the emperor!

Fight demigods!

Melting green hanging!

Thunder!

The beast king!

Gathering dragon power!

Show off your power!

Looking at the world, no one can match his domineering appearance. If given more time to grow, the name Qingtian Beast Master will be carried throughout the entire world. Qin Buheng will understand it in today's battle.

It is not unfair to lose.

There is no shame in losing!

The strength of the beast king shocked the past and the present.

Qin Daijun felt uncomfortable with Qin Buheng's desolate appearance. She opened her pink fist as if she had made some decision, moved her steps, walked up to him, and whispered: "Qingtian Beast Master, can you let my father go?"

It was a miracle that someone as proud as her could bow her head. Although it was awkward, Qin Daijun was convinced by the power of the beast master, especially when she used her own power to create waves of energy in the world.

The heaven and earth are the furnace, blending the two swords with green silk and thunder, and then showing the figure of the king with the sword hanging green, it is like a brand that is forever engraved, unforgettable.

"Ah."

Ling Tian chuckled: "If I lose today, what will happen now?"

"How can you plead for me at all?"

"I..." Qin Daijun was speechless. Ling Tian's words were not unreasonable. If the Qin family wins, Ling Tian will become a withered skeleton forever, and there will be no chance of survival.

strength!

Fang is the kingly way.

More say!

No one can be disobedient.

However, with death in front of her, Qin Daijun could only put aside her pride, bite her red lips lightly, and then uttered a sentence: "The reason why my father has made it this far is because he cares about the future of Qingxuanmen."

"The two major factions, Qingnang and Xuanhu, are in constant dispute. If they cannot be conquered by thunder."

"Let me ask, who can convince whom?"

"Now in the mainland, if Qingxuan does not return, how will the Qingxuan Sect be restored?"

Qin Daijun's words were sincere. Although she disdained Qin Buheng's sneak attack methods, if one day she stood in Qin Buheng's position, she would make today's decision.

Can't afford to hang.

Eventually it was forgotten by history.

Many ancient gates in the sky and within the sky have completely disappeared without a trace. As a member of the Qingxuan Sect, the only way to restore Qingxuan is to restore Qingxuan.

Beautiful words.

Ling Tian smiled: "Are these your last words?"

"snort."

Qin Buheng snorted softly: "Qingtian Beast Master, I am not as good as others. If you want to kill or behead, you have to do whatever you want. Since ancient times, history has been nothing more than a stroke of the pen of the winner."

"I will never regret today's defeat."

"If I could do it all over again, it would still be the same!"

The words fall.

Eyes closed.

There was a hint of joy on the corner of his mouth. Although he failed, he saw Qingxuan's sword coming out, and he died without regrets. After all, one person's calculation ignited Qingxuan's hope.

No complaints!

No regrets!

No hate!

Seeing Qin Buheng's actions, Qin Daijun became even more worried and hurriedly stepped forward.

Plop!

The moment she stepped forward, Qin Daijun made an even more astonishing move. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, she knelt on her knees, lowered her head for a moment, and her hair was covered with black hair. She was so proud that she fell into the mortal world.

"Master!" Xiaoyue was even more shocked. She did not expect that someone as arrogant as Qin Daijun would do such a thing. Even the next second, Xiaoyue swung out her long sword, as if she wanted to protect her with death.

"presumptuous."

Qin Daijun shouted softly, and a wave of domineering energy suddenly emerged, shaking Xiaoyue away. Before the latter could recover, Qin Daijun shouted softly: "Xiaoyue, my Qin family, no matter what, I am a member of the Qingxuan Clan after all."

"Do you remember the ancient teachings of Qingxuan!"

Xiaoyue was startled, then whispered: "Inside the Qingxuan Gate, the sword master is the most respected!"

"Those who disobey the sword master!"

"It's like betraying the family!"

After Xiao Yue finished speaking, she clenched her pink fists tighter, obviously feeling a little unwilling. Qin Daijun didn't pay attention to it, but whispered softly: "I beg the sword master to let my Qin family live."
Chapter completed!