In the silent dark night, the stars covered the sky, deep and quiet, without a sound, as peaceful as usual. In the Fengtian Pavilion, four white-haired old men also sat indifferently in front of a bronze pillar and medated, their eyes slightly closed, their faces were calm, and the ancient well was calm.
On the bronze pillar, the dark blue glory of the Fengtian Sword radiated mysterious light from time to time, reflecting the invisible boundary around it, and rippled from time to time.
Boom!
However, at this moment, a loud noise suddenly resounded through the sky. Far away from Shangtian Island, ten miles away, the fire blew up the sky and rushed straight to the sky, reflecting half of the sky turned red.
They couldn't help shaking. The four old men were awakened by this shocking noise at the same time. They looked at the dimly lit place in the distance. They listened to the noise in their ears and began to gradually rise and turn. They thought that all the people in the sect went there to check the situation, and their eyebrows frowned unconsciously.
"What's wrong? It's so loud. How can there be such a big vibration in Zongnai? Nothing will happen, will it?" Gently stroking his long beard, an old man looked suspiciously at the other person.
Slightly pondering a little, the other old man slowly shook his head, continued to close his eyes, and muttered as if nothing had happened: "No matter how big it is, there is the patriarch and Ling Tian to take care of it. The duty of the four of us is to guard it here. Just do your duty well, and don't worry about other things!"
Looking at each other, the rest of the people thought a little, and then looked at the red light in the distance. They all nodded slightly. Unexpectedly, they took a deep breath again, calmed down, and meditated again.
It seems that the explosion just now did not explode in their Heming sect...
"Report..."
However, the four old guys settled down again. In less than a quarter of an hour, a panicked shout suddenly came in from outside the pavilion.
Then, a man dressed as a disciple of the Haiming Sect flew in in a hurry. When he saw the four people, he bowed down and cried, "Four people worship, it's a bad thing! No... The invincible swordsman and the five sword kings have already hit in. The patriarch has been killed, and Ouyang Lingtian's uncle is almost unable to stand it. Please ask the four people to rescue them quickly!"
What?
Suddenly, they couldn't help being shocked. The four people, who had been calm before, couldn't help but suddenly become clever when they heard such sensational news. They immediately opened their eyes and looked at the man incredisbelief and said, "Are you serious about this? How is this possible? The boundary of our sect has not been destroyed. No matter how powerful the undefeated swordsmen are, there is no reason to appear in the sect out of thin air, right? And he launched such a sudden attack, which caught us off guard. How on earth did he do it?"
Silence!
When the man heard the questioning of these four offerings, he didn't say anything, but his eyes were frightened, his body had been trembling, and his face was full of fear, as if he had been scared, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.
"Hey, which disciple under the elder's seat are you? I'm asking you something. Why don't you reply?"
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a worshiper stared at him coldly with a little suspicion in his eyes, and shouted, "Did you see the undefeated swordsman and others with your own eyes, and the patriarch was still killed?"
With a frightened face, the man still said in fear, "Yes...yes..."
Their eyes were full of suspicion. The four old people looked at each other and muttered in their hearts. Why is this boy who reports the news so strange?
Even if you are scared to death, what you said when you just reported the letter was quite slippy. Why are you swallowing now...
"Four worships, seal the heavenly sword, quickly seal the heavenly sword!"
However, in front of them to continue to question, another shout came again from outside the pavilion. Then another disciple-like figure flew in from the outside in a embarrassment.
As soon as he came to them, he fell at their feet and roared, "Uncle Ling Tian was seriously injured, and the allies of Shuanglongyuan and Dongzhou Shangguan family were all injured, and it was difficult to stand it. Uncle Shi asked for four offerings. Hurry up and bring the divine sword to help the battle!"
After saying that, the man shivered, spit out a mouthful of red blood, and fainted in an instant. At first glance, he was seriously injured and rushed here for help.
The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and the four people couldn't help being even more shocked.
No way, is the war outside so fierce? At the beginning, it seemed to be destroyed and decayed, and it was going to be destroyed by others. Is the other party's strength really so strong?
With suspicion in their hearts, the four people also showed shocked faces, but at the thought of the invincible swordsman sitting in the town, the four people were relieved. With the old monster charging in front, it is indeed difficult for him to stop him if he has no magic sword to help.
Thinking of this, the three old men couldn't help looking at an old man who was a little older and said, "Big brother, this..."
The eyebrows were tightly condensed into a lump, and the old man's calm heart did not feel confused. In his opinion, it would be better to figure out the background and take action during the stable period.
But now, before he could ask why, it was already such a matter of life and death, but he suddenly couldn't tell the truth from the truth.
At this moment, how to deal with it?
"Four Lords, help me!"
However, while he hesitated, a more sad cry suddenly came from outside.
The four people had a bad premonition at the same time.
Sure enough, it was a female disciple who flew in this time. She had seven or eight traumas all over her body, full of dirt, and her face was covered with blood. As soon as she came in, she fell at the feet of the four people and cried and howled sadly, "Four worships, Uncle Ouyang Shi, he..."
The hearts of the four old men trembled fiercely unconsciously. The four people hurriedly said in unison, and their faces were full of anxiety: "What's wrong with Ling Tian..."
"Uncle Shi, he... He... He was killed by the invincible sword master, woo woo..."
The woman looked at the four people deeply, convulsed for a long time, and finally cried out with a wail. Then her eyes went black, and she fainted like the man in front of her.
However, the four old guys could no longer care about her. They looked at each other and looked trembling.
Ouyang Lingtian, their Haimingzong and even the strongest cultivator in Beizhou, was also the only man who could use the Fengtianshen Sword to become a god. Unexpectedly, he died under the invincible sword master.
In this way, the Haiming Sect has no successor, and the expectations of thousands of years have completely collapsed.
For a moment, all four people were stunned, and their hearts sank to the bottom in an instant.
The noise outside became louder and louder. After an old man stayed for a while, he finally came back to his senses and looked at their old man without saying a word: "Big brother, the sect is in trouble. Let's go to help the battle. Otherwise, when all the excellent disciples of the sect are all dead, we will be too late. The sect will be destroyed!"
"Yes, that's right, but this sword is according to the rules..."
He nodded slightly, and no longer thought too much about the big offering. Instead, he hurriedly looked at the Fengtian Sword and said hesitantly, "There is no special reason. This sword can't be out of the cabinet. Today, we will take out the sword casually. It seems..."
They stomped their feet in a hurry. The other three old men looked at all this, but they all wailed together: "My big brother, what time is it? You still care about this rule? Without this heavenly sword, how can we block the invincible sword master holding the sky-cutting sword? Do you think he didn't kill enough people? Shall we make up for it? In such an emergency, don't worry so much, big brother! Are you still afraid that this heavenly sword will be lost in our hands?"
The body couldn't help shaking. The big worshiper took a deep look at the three people, thought a little, and finally his eyes condensed and he nodded his head fiercely.
That's right. Now the situation is urgent, and it's important to block the old monster. Although there seems to be something strange about it, it's not a big deal. With the four of them working together to watch, even if Feng Tianjian takes it out, it's not a big deal!
Thinking like this, the big offering finally looked at him and shouted: "Okay, tie the seal and take the sword!"
As soon as the words fell, the other three people also nodded together, and then began to make a seal.
In an instant, the four people's handprints flew together, but the sound of the space shaking continued, and invisible ripples came from the boundary, rippled.
Then, with a humming sound, the boundary was already thud, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant. The cold breath of Fengtianjian exuded bursts of cold air, accompanied by the soft chirping of long swords. The sword body trembled slightly on the copper pillar and flew out above the copper pillar.
With a condensation of the two pupils, the big offering shook his hand, come on!
Wow!
As if he understood his words, the long sword turned into a cold stream of light and suddenly flew into his hand.
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch...
However, at this moment, a strange change suddenly arise!
The sword gas mixed with silver electric light, but out of nowhere, they shot in front of the four people one after another, and they came in the blink of an eye. The terrible breath, as soon as it came to them, made them shiver and feel the breath of death.
Not daring to be negligent at all, the four people instinctively turned around, jumped aside one after another, and dodged!
Touch!
However, they dodged, but the Fengtian sword that was flying towards the great offering did not avoid the attack of this sword at all. But with a crisp and loud noise, the holy soldier was suddenly blocked by this sudden attack. After a few laps, he couldn't tell the direction of the big offering, and suddenly stopped in place to turn.
At this moment, a shadow suddenly flew through the surprised eyes of the four people. He firmly grasped the Fengtian sword in his hand, and then slowly fell a hundred meters away from the four people, revealing cold eyes, but it was undoubtedly the female disciple who finally flew into the Fengtian Pavilion and reported to them.
However, at this moment, the female disciple exuded an extremely strong and terrifying breath. Even if the four of them felt it, they couldn't help shaking.
"Who the hell are you? Put down the Fengtian Sword!" There was a flash of surprise in their eyes, and the four people shouted together, staring at the man and clenching their fists.
But the man didn't look at them, but looked at the sword in his hand expressionlessly. His eyes were strange, without any joy...