He took the Restoring Pill, held the Panxian Axe, and chopped the surging thunder into pieces with one strike.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two strange noises exploded nearby.

As expected, it was Fangfang and Wang Dachui who were hit by the Holy Tribulation.

Cenjov closed his eyes.

He didn't feel anything when Wang Dachui died.

But when Fangfang thinks about it now, it makes people sigh with regret, what a good seedling!

Thunder light shattered on the ground, and after Cen Qiaofu released his spiritual thoughts, he trembled.

What he saw was not the two people at the head of the Six Divisions who died under the lightning disaster, but a holy light shield protecting them below.

Buzz!

The holy power of the void descends.

Cen Qiaofu suddenly raised his eyes and saw Wei An standing not far away, looking upright.

"Saint Guard Ann?"

"A half-saint from the holy guardian lineage of the Holy Palace came forward to protect the two people at the head of the six divisions of the Holy Palace?"

Cenqiaofu raised his eyebrows high, too surprised.

The Holy Tribulation in the sky expanded again, clearly sensing the aura of the Semi-Saint Guardan.

This time the level of danger is rising steadily, as if there has been a qualitative transformation.

"enough."

Wei An, who was standing in the void, looked solemn. He didn't mention anything about what happened before, and only expressed his position on what was going to happen next.

Cen Qiaofu raised his eyes and glanced at Holy Tribulation, then looked at Wei An who was also bathed in the holy light. He laughed out loud and said, "What do you mean by 'enough'?"

"That's enough. Even if the matter ends here and bygones are bygones, you should stop and don't bring any more unnecessary sacrifices," Wei An said.

"Hahahaha..." Cenqiaofu heard the sound and laughed. He held an ax and faced each other out of thin air.

He curled up his lips, shook his head and said, "Little baby, do you really understand what 'enough' means and what 'fearless sacrifice' means?"

Wei An's expression was calm and he didn't say a word.

Just judging from his age, Cenchofu is indeed more than his grandfather.

"I canonized this place, but I didn't harm innocent people, and I didn't use the holy calamity to threaten one of you Holy Palace Trials." Cenchofu said solemnly.

"This is because I cleared all the testers from the scene in advance." Wei An looked at it.

"No, this is because I know that you will clear the trialists from the scene and hand over the battlefield to your partner, the Holy Temple!" Cenchofu sneered, "This is a choice made by your Holy Temple in advance.

, so now, if you are forced to do this, don’t accommodate others!”

Wei An narrowed his eyes and stopped making any sound.

Cenkou's words may seem unreasonable, but in fact they hit the nail on the head.

Amidst the sound of "bang", the holy calamity strikes again.

But the thunder couldn't break through the halo around the holy guard An, and it couldn't even break away the light shield on Fangfang and Wang Dachui.

After Cen Qiaofu resisted the disaster, his spiritual thoughts bloomed, covering the entire audience.

He saw a large number of red-clothed and white-clothed people outside the scope of the Holy Tribulation, and he also saw many trialists in the distance.

He used up all his spiritual energy, poured out all his strength, and raised his voice to the entire Four Symbols Secret Realm:

"The Holy Palace has known for a long time that the Holy Temple will use the Ranming ruins to deal with some people, such as the old man."

"This big battle will inevitably involve the battle between the great avenues and the holy way. This will of course affect the progress of the Holy Palace trial."

"But why did you choose to cooperate despite the life and death of the tester?"

Cenqiaofu spread his hands and said coldly:

"I don't know what agreement the Holy Temple has reached with your Holy Palace."

"But since you know that a war is coming and you still dare to set the trial in the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, you must be fully prepared."

"Now you, Wei An, are you talking nonsense in front of me?"

There was a hint of irritation in Wei An's eyes. Not only was Cen Qiaofu not timid, he raised his voice again:

"enough?"

"This is just the beginning. You tell me, is that enough?"

He looked around and said funny:

"I still know how to measure. I only broke through the formation of that day, and did not harm the people and objects in your Holy Palace trial. I didn't even split your trial golden tower with an axe."

"Then on the other hand, isn't it your duty as a little Wei to protect the trialists? Isn't it what you should do?"

"But now, see for yourself, what are you doing?"

Cenjov was aggressive:

"You want to draw a line with me, but I am within my bounds. Instead, you go beyond the rules and interfere in affairs other than the Holy Palace trial."

"Who has had enough?"

"Who should stop again?"

The roar of thunder and the accompanying sound of chopping down.

Wei An was stunned into silence, but remained motionless under the holy calamity.

On the contrary, Cen Qiaofu couldn't withstand the qualitative change of the holy calamity. He swallowed the pill again and stared at Wei An.

His voice expanded to the entire Four Symbols Secret Realm.

Everyone, including the trialists and trial officers, as well as those in red clothes and white clothes preparing for the battle, all heard this content and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Wei An was silent for a long time, glanced at Fangfang, who was divided into four parts, Wang Dachui, and said solemnly: "Everyone shouts about beating a rat crossing the street. There is nothing wrong with what I say."

"What a 'rat crossing the street, everyone shouts to beat it'!"

Cenqiaofu slapped his legs and laughed. After laughing, he straightened up, regained all his expressions, and looked at the guard who was bathed in the white holy light and holding high the banner of justice:

"The height you are standing at, the position you are in, and everything you own are so irritating that a lowly rat like me can't open his eyes at all!"

"Then, who is going to define the street rat, right and wrong, black and white?"

Cen Qiaofu stretched out his hand to block his eyes: "I can't even see your face clearly, you are so dazzling!"

Wei Anxin was angry and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, after Cen Qiaofu lowered his voice, his voice rose again:

"But all you care about is justice?"

"But what you see is all true?"

"The Holy Palace has trained you saints, but has it given you the ability to distinguish right from wrong?"

Cen Qiaofu pointed his finger at Fang Fang and Wang Dachui said:

"There is no semi-saint in the Holy Temple. Do you need to save him?"

"They have been asking for help for so long. Why is it that only you, the holy guard who can withstand the holy calamity, can save them from dire straits?"

"Use your brain, little doll!"

Cenqiaofu sarcastically said:

"Dao Qiongcang has played with you, and you don't even know it yet!"

"Today you can stand up for the hypocrisy and justice in your heart and save their lives."

"Tomorrow, the unpredictable Dao Palace Master will be able to use another hundred or so beautiful excuses that even you take for granted to drag you into the situation."

"You can now say something to persuade me to say "enough". Do you dare to represent the entire Holy Palace and say that your move is "enough"? In the future, you will not become a knife in the hand of Dao Qiongcang, turning your Holy Palace into a

The luck accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years was destroyed in one day?!"

The roar of the holy calamity fell from the sky, filling the ears with joy.

In the secret realm of Four Symbols, the dark sky briefly lit up for a moment.

The trial officers affiliated with the Holy Palace, and the red-robed and white-robed officers affiliated with the Holy Temple, all noticed that their hearts were shaking and their thoughts were boiling.

They kept telling themselves that Saint Nuzenchev's words were just a ploy to sow discord.

But they began to secretly ask themselves, why did no semi-saint come forward in the Holy Temple?

The battle just now came to an end, and it was really the Holy Palace guards who ended it, and Wang Dachui couldn't wait for a long time for the half-saints of the Heavenly Group to come to support...

The sky is full of ghosts and ghosts, what is he thinking about?

Wei An remained silent.
To be continued...