In an instant, the entire Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate was filled with shouts of killing.

Some disciples had no idea what was going on. They saw that the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect and the Yuhua Tiangong were already killing each other one by one.

This is simply appalling.

"Yuhuafeng, Xue Zhongtian, Qin Yu, do you know what the consequences of doing this will be?"

Jian Nantian was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face gradually turning green, which was caused by the poison of the Green Flame Sky Needle.

The Green Flame Heavenly Needle is a half-finished emperor-level immortal weapon that has never been born in the Yuhua Heavenly Palace. It has accumulated tens of thousands of poisons from the immortal world and kneaded them together.

"Know!"

Yu Huafeng said coldly: "The end result is that your Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect will be removed from the Immortal Realm, and the Sword Realm, one of the ten major realms, will disappear!"

"You're dreaming!"

Jian Nantian shouted: "What you do will only make the land extremely chaotic. The demons and monsters will start to move around. By then, the entire fairy world will be in chaos."

"No no no..."

Yu Huafeng said again: "You think too highly of yourself, Jian Nantian, your sword sect has already declined. The sword domain is no longer the powerful sword domain it was ten thousand years ago. You should be prepared to die..."

"Ha ha……"

Jian Nantian laughed loudly and said: "Yu Huafeng, even if I am poisoned, it is impossible for you to kill me. You should know that we are one of the top ten immortal kings, what kind of support we have!"

"It doesn't matter, I just need to entangle you and consume you to death. Can you disciples of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect withstand the massacre of my Yuhua Tiangong and the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect?"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Hua Feng rushed out directly.

At the same time, Jian Nantian's eyes were full of anger.

Hold the sword and fight out.

In an instant, the nine palace masters of the Yuhua Tiangong rushed out of the crowd, and the six masters of the Blood Demon Sect also rushed out at this moment.

The entire Qingtian Peak suddenly became chaotic.

It's just that the battle between these top Immortal Kings was too powerful, and gradually, many Immortal King masters gradually spread.

But at this moment, Mu Yun has become the target of public criticism.

"Mu Yun, Mu Yun, you are dead, you are dead..."

At this moment, Yun Lang walked step by step in front of Mu Yun, sword in hand, sharp and murderous, and rushed straight at Mu Yun.

"stop!"

But at this moment, a shout suddenly sounded.

In front of Yun Lang, a figure blocked him.

"Jian Wushuang!"

Yun Lang was stunned when he saw Jian Wushuang, the leader of the Thirty-Three Peaks.

"Yunlang, what are you doing?"

Jian Wushuang looked at Yun Lang and shouted in a deep voice: "Do you want to kill Mu Yun? Now it has been proven that Mu Yun is the Heavenly Sword Master of our Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect, you can't kill him!"

"Jian Wushuang, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?"

Yun Lang mocked: "Didn't you see that even if the sect leader was not sure of Mu Yun's true identity, in the end, wouldn't he still trap Mu Yun here and leave him to die?"

"This shows that the sect leader has already made up his mind. Regardless of whether Mu Yun is the leader of the Yun League or not, he will die!"

"Nonsense!"

Jian Wushuang stopped Yun Lang and shouted: "No matter what, you can't kill him!"

"Do you think you can stop me?"

Yun Lang sneered and charged out with his sword.

However, Jian Wushuang stopped Yun Lang, but he was obviously not the only one who wanted to kill Mu Yun!

Two figures flew through the air.

Looking carefully, it was An Tianyu, the leader of the twelfth hall of the Blood Demon Sect, and Luo En, the leader of the third hall, who came this time.

An Tianyu looked at Mu Yun, murderous intent emerging in his eyes.

"Mu Yun, it was you who killed Andan, right?"

An Tianyu said coldly: "That's my only son. If you kill him, you have to pay for his life!"

At this moment, Mu Yun's breathing became difficult.

"Yes, it was me who killed your son. That boy was looking for death. Not only him, but Chu Feng was also killed by me. Luo En, you want revenge, come on!"

At this moment, Mu Yun's eyes were filled with a hint of indifference and a hint of murderous intent. He looked at the two of them with rage in his eyes.

Although he was restrained and unable to move, at this moment, his heart was full of killing intent.

He wants to kill people now and kill people non-stop.

"Okay, I'll make it happen for you!"

Hearing Mu Yun's words, An Tianyu took a step forward, condensed his aura, and killed Mu Yun.

But at this moment, suddenly, a figure appeared directly in front of Mu Yun.

"Hehe... An Tianyu, why have you been the hall master for so many years? Not only has it not changed your impatience, but it has actually made you more impetuous!"

This burst of laughter sounded, and a figure appeared in front of An Tianyu.

If you look closely, you will see that figure is slovenly and shabby, and his clothes are in pieces. They are all patched, and he looks like an old beggar. Most importantly, he is lame on one leg, which looks very inconsistent.

"Yu Chengfeng!"

Seeing this person, not far away, a figure flew over and exclaimed.

"Yu Chengfeng, who has traveled thousands of miles and flowed like a river of blood?" After hearing this several times, An Tianyu also became cautious.

"Haha... Qiao Chenhai, I didn't expect you to go to the Blood Demon Sect to be your first hall master. It's so comfortable. It's not like me, who is tired of running around every day, operating under the moonlight at night, without seeing the light!"

Yu Chengfeng chuckled.

"Laoyu..."

Mu Yun was shocked when he saw this person.

Wasn't Lao Yutou from the Yiye Sword Sect? Later he asked about Lao Yu, but he disappeared without a trace.

but now……

"Young Sect Master, don't be so surprised!"

Yu Chengfeng chuckled and said: "I am here, no one can embarrass you, don't worry!"

"Young Sect Master?" Mu Yun was even more puzzled when he heard this title.

"Tack! Tack! Tack! Yu Chengfeng, you old fox, you came here and didn't even wait for me. Are you so anxious to perform meritorious service?"

At this moment, a curse sounded.

The scolding sounded, and a sound broke through the air. In the blink of an eye, an old man fell down.

"Boss Pickup King?"

Mu Yun was confused again.

He was really confused this time!

"This old guy..."

"Haha, how are you doing, Young Sect Master? I'm Wang Yufeng, you've become familiar with Young Sect Master!" Wang Yufeng laughed.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mu Yun couldn't help but shouted at this moment.

"Yu Chengfeng, the Nine Prison King of Biluo Huangquan Sect!"

"Wang Yufeng, the Eighth Prison King of Biluo Huangquan Sect!"

"See Young Sect Master!"

Yu Chengfeng and Wang Yufeng responded with their hands raised.

Yu Chengfeng...Wang Yufeng...is the Prison King of Biluo Huangquan Sect?

Young sect leader?

Mu Yun just felt that in his mind, he was no longer pretending enough.

Where does this go?

"Did you make a mistake?" Mu Yun couldn't help but said.

"Little junior brother!"

But at this moment, a shout sounded.
To be continued...