Before the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool arrived, no one thought about Fang Yuan’s idea…

This seemed to be full of passion. Just because he discovered the existence of the underground palace, he was willing to take a big risk and sneak into the underground palace to investigate. In order to convey the news, he was willing to be chased by the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal and killed the leader of the Six Paths thousands of miles, just like a naughty existence.

Later, he used the power of Chengtian Sword Dao and used Wusheng Sword Tomb as bait to stir up the greed of the Xueyuan cultivators, broke through the underground palace formation, and plundered supplies in a crazily manner. He seemed to have gone crazy and completely crazy in order to destroy the underground palace, and in order to destroy the underground palace, he had no choice but to save so many resources, Chengtian Sword Dao, and encouraged the evil sword. It seemed that even if the Tao eliminated the demons and caused the Xueyuan no longer to have peace of mind, he would have to break the hardships of the people in the underground palace and expose their affairs to the world...

But in the end, the appearance of the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool suddenly made many people understand.

It turns out that what he thought was not that simple...

He didn't really give Chengtian Jiandao a gift, but he borrowed Chengtian Jiandao's hand to disrupt the layout in the underground palace, and slowed down their speed of cleaning up their hands. He even used this to expose the existence of the underground palace to the world to ensure that the Immortal Alliance will receive the news, but he didn't want Chengtian Jiandao to get these materials, so he gave a chance to finish the sword wash pool disciples...

"How come this child is so vicious?"

Although he had not fully understood all this, the disciples of Chengtian Sword and Sword Washing Pond, and the masters of the underground palace all hated Fang Yuan to death.

From the perspective of each side, I realized that Fang Yuan was an enemy of them.

For the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool and the masters of the underground palace, the underground palace could no longer be concealed, and the general trend was gone, and the consequences were unpredictable. Naturally, the master of the song "Ying" hated him into his bones. While shouting loudly, he took action violently, only thinking about killing Fang Yuan under the sword.

"What's the benefit of doing this kind of thing for you?"

The elder of Chengtian Sword Dao also had deep hatred and attacked with a sword from the darkness.

It is hard to describe how terrible the sword light that rushed towards Fang Yuan at this moment was. The three white robes of the Sword Sliding Pool and an elder of Chengtian Sword Dao. Just these four swords have reached an unspeakable terrible level, not to mention that there are many people around?

It was so vast that it rolled towards Fangyuan like a tide.

"boom……"

Even if Fang Yuan tried all his strength to improve his sword intent at this moment, even though he was prepared for this moment, he sacrificed almost all the jade slip arrays on his body and protected him, but he was still knocked away by the flood tide. The jade slips around him collapsed one by one at this time, like fireworks, and countless smoke scattered and filled the air.

"puff……"

He spurted out blood, and a dark immortal willow appeared behind him, maintaining the little remaining vitality.

He also flew into the crowd around him with the powerful force and the cover of the smoke from the surroundings.

At this time, there was already a chaotic situation around the underground palace, with people woven and precious light like rain. In addition, the location he was in was chosen by Fang Yuan. Therefore, at this time, he was directly flooded by the chaotic crowd. His dim aura was also covered by his magical magic of Xuanhuang. It was like a fish jumping into the sea, disappearing in an instant, with only a faint ripples.

"This thief..."

The disciples of the sword washing pool around him were about to catch up, but were pulled by the people around him.

At this time, the disciples of the sword washing pool had all arrived near the underground palace. Before the people arrived, countless sword lights flew in the distance. In the void around the underground palace, Hulala la set up a sword formation and sealed the underground palace in chaos. Then the sword cultivators gathered like clouds and rushed to all directions around, and had already turned the momentum of the Chengtian Sword Array.

Some of them even turned their eyes to them from afar, all with disgust: "Give up the sword!"

These disciples of the sword washing pool looked desperate and insulted to insert the sword to the ground.

"Do you still want to escape?"

The elder of Chengtian Sword Dao was still unwilling to accept the fire. He was about to chase him, but he heard a voice transmission from the side: "There is still a real map of the Wusheng Sword Tomb on the child. Do you really want to kill him? Go away!"

He was reminded and hurriedly looked around. When he saw so many disciples of the Sword Washing Pool coming, he felt timid and did not dare to stop at this time. He also hurriedly covered up his aura and quietly mingled with the chaotic crowd around him with other Chengtian Sword Cultivators. Taking advantage of the general trend of the crowd, he hurriedly fled outside the underground palace.

For the monks of the Sword Washing Pond, they naturally saw that the snow-land monks in the underground palace were fleeing desperately. They also knew that they had more or less stolen some resources, and even guessed that there might be some evil cultivators from Chengtian Sword. However, although hundreds of people came, they could not really kill all these countless people. Moreover, with their number, they could not immediately seal the surroundings of the huge underground palace. They could only do the general trend, frowned, and let these people scatter.

In any case, these people took away only a small part, and most of the supplies in the underground palace were kept in time!

"What did you do..."

In the air, all the disciples were already rushing to various locations, guarding all directions, and blocking the underground palace.

But inside the crowd, a Yuanying Sword Immortal in a blue robe walked out. He stepped on the wind and snow in the air. His sword consciousness swept through the underground palace, saw countless scattered supplies, and saw countless people who were killed and injured in the chaos just now. His face became increasingly ugly. At the end, his eyes coldly swept over the Zhongzhou monks who were in charge of the underground palace, with expressionless faces and cold eyes.

But when he looked at the disciples of the Sword Cleaning Pool mixed in the crowd, he had endless murderous intent: "You are also disciples of the Sword Cleaning Pool. You can actually do such a despicable thing. Are you worthy of the sword in your hands?"

"Wow!"

When he was angry, he raised his hand and waved his sword aura, roaring, and swept the sword disciples in front of him, sweeping them across the swords, one by one, and then collapsed into pieces, shouting loudly: "If it weren't for the white cat holding a letter and putting a letter on the sword head case, we wouldn't know that you did such a bad thing without hiding the sword pool, and we wouldn't know how much you would do this!"

The disciples of the Sword Washing Pool looked gray and their eyes were desperate.

They didn't know what the white cat's book was, but they knew that this time there was a big trouble.

When they saw the anger of the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, they realized that the punishment waiting for them might be more serious than entering the Sword Prison!

After all, they did this with the sword leader hidden from the sword leader. Since they have been known by the Immortal Sect, it is equivalent to the situation being lost. At this point, I am not sure whether this was arranged by the leader of the Six Paths, but they just don’t understand. If the leader of the Six Paths is really doing it, what’s the point of doing this? If you have hurt all of us badly, I’m afraid there will be no chance to turn things around, but what about you?

If you did this, can Chengtian Jiandao still tolerate you?

Why did the water in the wells end so badly?

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Previously, the cultivators gathered from all directions, and there was chaos.

Now that all the cultivators are running away, there is another chaos!

The disciples of the Sword Washing Pool rushed to the underground palace and seemed to have rushed into the beehive, startled countless hornets, rushed to all directions in panic, rushed into the vast wind and snow, just like when they came, disappeared on the snow field in all directions.

And in this chaos, Fang Yuan also waited for an opportunity to escape and flew towards the deepest part of the snowfield.

He was already extremely injured at this time. Although he had borrowed a sword intent and the power of countless jade slips that had been refined in advance, he barely took over the extremely terrifying sword, but he still caused serious injuries and was extremely weak at this time. He felt an incomparable chill on the vast snow field behind the seventh snow line, as if he had penetrated his bone marrow.

He stopped after barely leaping for more than a hundred miles, but he really couldn't control the clouds.

When he landed on the ground, a cold wind blew, and he almost couldn't stand firmly and almost fell down. The surrounding wind and snow were like sand, whistling from all directions and hitting his body. Fang Yuan's face became even more pale and he hurriedly took a few treasure pills. However, now the wind is cold and the snow is cold and the wind is whistling, and there is no time and place to refine them well. These treasure pills cannot play much role.

After walking for a few steps, he vomited another mouthful of blood.

In desperation, he had to find a Xue'ao for a while and waited quietly for a while.

The surrounding wind and snow swept through, and the earth was vast, making him look a little tired and lonely.

After resting for a long time, he turned his head and looked towards the underground palace.

"Li Baihu uses his natal Taoist sword to protect me, so that I am willing to believe that there is still a bottom limit for the sword washing pool once again..."

Looking at the sword light that seemed to be looming in the wind and snow, he slowly stood up and walked towards the depths of the snow field. At this time, he was exhausted and didn't want to think about anything. He just sighed in his heart: "...I have done this to this extent and have tried my best. The rest is no longer something I can control. I just hope that your final treatment will not disappoint me..."
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