Leng Xunshuang and the group of Tiandao disciples beside him were covered with dust on their faces.
Facing Hong Xiu in a violent state and hundreds of monks from the Zi Yan Palace, they actually had no chance of winning.
But even though they understood this in their hearts, they had no idea to retreat.
Because Tiandao Sect is their home!
Unlike other sects, Tiandao Sect does not value family background or talent when recruiting disciples.
Most of the disciples recruited by the Tiandao Sect are children of poor families, and a considerable number of them are orphans.
A large number of their disciples have very average cultivation talent, even without talent, and cannot even break through the Qi Refining Period.
But even so, the Tiandao Sect will not treat them like this group of disciples differently.
The entire Tiandao Sect is a big family. No matter whether it is the head or ordinary disciples, they have no distinction in status and are always united.
Therefore, in the hearts of these young disciples of the Tiandao Sect, the Tiandao Sect is their home.
It is natural to protect your home.
Even if you are afraid, you will not retreat, and you will not run away!
"Look at your pitiful appearance... No one can save you now!" Hongxiu roared with fierce eyes.
Leng Xunshuang held the sword in his hand tightly, his eyes firmly.
"I know who you are. Your name is Leng Xunshuang, from Canglan Sect." Hongxiu narrowed his eyes and said, "I am an old acquaintance with the head of Canglan Sect. Now I will give him a face and give you a chance."
"Put down the sword in your hand and leave here, I won't make things difficult for you."
"But if you have to stop me, then... I will regard you as a member of the Tiandao Sect and wipe you out together!"
Hearing this, many disciples from Tiandao Sect looked at Leng Xunshuang with different expressions.
They all knew that Leng Xunshuang was the leader’s good friend.
Now facing a moment of life and death, Leng Xunshuang has no need to stay here and lose his life in vain!
"Senior Leng, go, you are a cultivator from Canglan Sect... There is no need to die for the Tiandao Sect."
At this moment, the male cultivator standing beside Leng Xunshuang said.
Fang Yu recognized this male cultivator.
Since he took over as the head of the sect, there has been no such thing as an elder in the Tiandao Sect. Except for him, the rest are disciples.
And this male cultivator is the oldest among them, the senior brother of all the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect.
His name is Fang Yuan.
This name was given to him by Fang Yu, because Fang Yuan was just an orphan begging on the streets, with no name or surname.
After Fang Yu took him back to the Tiandao Sect, he gave him this name.
Leng Xunshuang looked at Fang Yuan, shook his head, and said, "I promised Fang Yu that he would protect the Heavenly Dao Sect on his behalf during the time he was imprisoned. If I abandon you at this moment, what kind of face will I see him in the future?"
"But……"
Fang Yuan still wants to speak.
"Fang Yuan, you don't have to say anything anymore. I won't leave. I will fight with you until the last moment." Leng Xunshuang's perfect face was not hesitant at all. The firmness in his eyes made the disciples of the Tiandao Sect around him red.
Fang Yuan's body was shaking slightly.
When Zi Yan Palace committed heinous crimes against Tiandao Gate, he was not old.
But that memory was still very painful for him.
Those kind senior sisters were so tortured and killed... and still felt suffocated when he recalled it.
For Tiandao Gate, Zi Yan Palace is a mortal enemy.
Their disciples were thinking about revenge.
But later, the head of the sect told them that they didn't have to think about revenge.
"I will avenge this revenge myself, and I will bear the blame."
After saying this, the head of the sect carried a sword and went to Zi Yan Palace alone.
In that battle, the head of the sect killed the monks who committed crimes in Zi Yan Palace, as well as a group of elders.
If it weren't for the Zhengdao Alliance's move to stop it, the leader might even destroy the Zi Yan Palace.
After that, the head of the sect was taken to Guanshan Prison, with a sentence of two hundred years.
Now facing Zi Yan Palace again, he knew very well...what would happen if the head of the sect was not around.
No vitality.
Now that the immortal cultivation world is in chaos, the righteous alliance has collapsed, and no sect will come to help them.
Even Canglan Sect now chooses to protect herself. Leng Xunshuang cannot bring even a rescuer.
Fang Yuan looked at Hong Xiu in front of him, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and released the aura of cultivation on his body.
"Okay, Leng Xunshuang, don't say that I haven't given you a chance, it's because you don't want to survive." Hongxiu said, lifting her left hand and making a gesture.
Hundreds of the Purple Flame Palace monks in the rear burst into a breath of cultivation!
Whether in terms of quantity or cultivation aura, they showed a crushing momentum towards the Heavenly Dao Sect.
Fang Yuan took a step forward, holding a long sword in his hand, shining with a faint blue light.
Heavenly Dao Sword Technique.
The disciples in the Tiandao Sect basically have to practice this sword technique.
"Just you... overestimate your ability." Hongxiu smiled coldly, then flashed and rushed forward.
Hundreds of disciples from the Zi Yan Palace behind also rushed forward.
They shouted, making excited and cruel sounds, holding various sharp weapons in their hands, and slashing towards the disciples of the Tiandao Sect.
At this moment, Fang Yu, who was in the form of consciousness, could only watch this scene happen.
The sharp weapon cuts the skin and sputters blood.
A painful expression, a fearful look, and a voice of mutual encouragement...
Chapter completed!