The smoke and dust dispersed, Meng Changyun fell to the ground, his face was gray, and he was embarrassed.

"Nephew, go to Taiyi Daomen. If you can change your mind and change your past mistakes, you may be able to save your life. This is what everyone wants to see."

Ancestor Jingque looked down at Meng Changyun and warned him warmly.

Everyone nodded.

"You abandoned your uncle so cruelly, how do you make the sect view you?"

Suddenly, an angry roar sounded in the distance.

Do you worship a teacher and practice?"

A word to make the field commotion.

The faces of those big men sank, showing displeased expressions.

"Paws."

Xue Changyi said coldly.

Pop!

Ancestor Jingque slapped the man in the shirt on the face, causing him to squat on the ground, his face red and swollen.

The ancestor of Jingque said coldly: "Xingfeng, no matter how much you dare to talk more, you will be severely punished!"

"I'm not afraid of death!"

The man in the shirt wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.

"You..."

Ancestor Jingque's eyes flashed coldly, and he was about to say something.

An indifferent voice sounded:

"Okay, this farce should end, Lao Meng, as long as you nod, I will help you kill these people."

The voice was faint and erratic, echoing between heaven and earth.

Everyone was surprised.

Meng Changyun showed a bitter expression, and said in a low voice, "You made me laugh."

"He Fang rat, how dare you sneak into my Huayang Dao Court without authorization?"

The pudgy old man in yellow robe shouted loudly, his voice resounding like thunder.

"Just rely on this sentence and be punished."

The indifferent voice sounded again.

Silently, a sword energy appeared out of nowhere, and inserted from the head of the chubby yellow-robed old man.

Pfft!

The old man in the short fat yellow robe collapsed and lost his soul.

Everyone was shocked and immediately retreated.

The old man in yellow robe is a Xuanhejing elder of Huayang Dao Court, second only to the realm king.

Although his cultivation base can't enter the eyes of the realm king realm, you must know that there is no lack of realm king realm powers present, but he didn't realize how that sword energy appeared!

"Who is your Excellency, why do you want to mix with my Huayang Dao Court?"

Wen Zhixin looked gloomy and looked up at the clouds.

It is Su Yi.

Everyone is awe-inspiring.

This is Yunqiao Sacred Mountain. The site of Huayang Dao Court is covered with forty-nine layers of mountain protection formations.

But now, someone sneaks in silently and sits on the cloud!

Su Yi ignored Wen Zhixin.

He looked at Meng Changyun and said warmly, "Old Meng, can you make a decision?"

At this time, who can not see that this young man in green robe is here for Meng Changyun?

"I..."

Meng Changyun was about to speak.

An old man in white robe snorted coldly and said, "Young man, no matter who you are, it would be too presumptuous to trespass on my Huayang Taoist court and commit murder, right? "

Speaking, he jumped up suddenly, raised his hand and grabbed Su Yi, "Get down!"

He saw that Su Yi hated it, sitting high on the clouds, looking down at them, and Su Yi killed the old man in yellow robe casually before, which completely angered him.

Boom!

The old man in white robe burst out with the terrifying power of the realm of the realm.

"It's just a mayfly, it's beyond your own power."

Su Yi frowned slightly and shook his head.

Boom!

In the sky full of light and rain, the figure of the white-robed old man rushing over shuddered violently, and then seemed to have been smashed by a sacred mountain, and the whole person shot back and slammed into the place where he was standing. , the ground smashed a big hole, and the rocks splashed.

The audience was silent, everyone was shocked and completely discolored.

A realm king is vulnerable?

"Kneel there first, wait for Lao Meng to make a decision, and then decide your life and death."

Su Yi said casually.

From beginning to end, he sat there comfortably, with a languid manner.

The way everyone looked at him had completely changed.

"Don't do it again!"

Wen Zhixin reminded in a deep voice.

The good will not come, and the good will not come.

A young man dared to appear in their Huayang Taoist court, it was very abnormal.

And when you see the white-robed old man who has the same lifespan cultivation base, he is suppressed to the ground with one palm, who can not know, this young man is a very scary character?

At this moment, the ancestor of Jingque couldn't help squinting his eyes, his expression was uncertain.

"Uncle Meng, is this person your helper?"

Wen Zhixin looked at Meng Changyun.

Meng Changyun ignored it.

He sighed and seemed to have made a decision. He bowed his head and saluted Su Yi: "Master, the old man doesn't want to care about these people."

When he was young, he practiced in Huayang Dao Court, and being able to have today's achievements is inseparable from the cultivation of the sect.

Even though he was full of anger and disappointment, he couldn't bear to let the blood flow here.

In any case, this place is like his hometown to him.

There are many people he cares about!

Su Yi nodded.

Meng Changyun's choice, although unexpected, is also reasonable.

"Don't want to care about it? Shi-nephew, you are a traitor, what qualifications do you have to care about us?"

At this moment, the ancestor of Jingque couldn't help but speak coldly.

When he spoke, he pointed to Su Yi on the clouds, "With this young man? But this seat guarantees that he is destined to not be able to get out of this place today!"

The sound lingers and shakes the world.

Meng Changyun said with an expressionless face: "Master, I advise you not to mistake yourself, if my son is displeased, not only will you die, but others present will be implicated!"

Everyone was stunned and almost couldn't believe their ears.

Ancestor Jingque's face darkened, and said, "Then I really want to see and see!"

The power of the oneness level surprised and inspired many people present.

Soon, the excitement on their faces solidified.

Seeing above the auspicious clouds, Su Yi tapped at will.

Like a fairy knocking on the gate of heaven.

That radiant sword energy suddenly shattered like a seven-inch snake that was hit.

The whole audience was shocked, and there was a sound of gasping for air.

Everyone is horrified.

In Huayang Dao Court, the ancestor of Jing Que, who has the cultivation base of the Unification Realm, is already the pinnacle of combat power. It is placed in the entire Thousand Machine Star Realm and is also the mainstay of the realm king realm!

But now, the sword he slashed was smashed by a snap of his fingers, who wouldn't be surprised?

"You also try my sword."

Su Yi waved his hand casually.

Shout!

Void cracked a trail.

A sword energy flashed out of thin air and disappeared.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Jingque ancestor suddenly said in surprise: "You...you..."

The sound is choppy.

Everyone was shocked to see that a gap was suddenly opened between the eyebrows of the ancestors of Jingque.

Following, the crack spread down the bridge of the nose, chin, throat, and chest.

The whole person is divided into two halves like a piece of paper!

Boom!

The body that was cut in half exploded and turned into ashes.

A king of the realm of reunification died!

From beginning to end, before he could even resist, he was beheaded by a sword!

That weird and terrifying scene made everyone die and were completely frightened.

Breaking their heads, no one could have imagined that such an existence as the ancestor of Jingque would be defeated so quickly and so unbearably!

The head Wen Zhixin was stunned there, his face pale.

Who is this young man?

Why is it so terrifying?

"I have reminded my uncle, don't make mistakes, but you don't listen."

Meng Changyun whispered, "Why bother."

The atmosphere was depressing and deadly.

The emotions of fear spread like a landslide and tsunami in the hearts of all the big men.

Some people's bodies were shaking uncontrollably.

Especially the old man in white robe who was suppressed by Su Yi before, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat and his heart was trembling.

He finally realized how lucky he was that he didn't die just now!

"Son, let's go."

Meng Changyun did not want to stay any longer.

He doesn't want to go back to this sad place in his life.

There is no greater sorrow than death, probably so.

No one dared to stop.

In the sect, the existence of Jingque ancestors is already the top combat power.

But he was beheaded on the spot in a single sword.

Who dares to stop this?

"Wait."

Su Yi suddenly looked at Xue Changyi.

Xue Changyi had been very silent just now, her eyebrows were lowered, and she looked extremely low-key, as if she was afraid of being seen by Su Yi.

But at this time, when he noticed that Su Yi was looking at him, he shivered and shouted suddenly:

"What do you want?!"

He looked frightened, turned his head and shouted at Wen Zhixin, "What are you doing, if I die, you Huayang Dao Court will not escape the blame!"

Wen Zhixin's expression changed.

Indeed, if an elder from Taiyi Daomen is allowed to die here, he is destined to suffer the wrath from Taiyi Daomen!

At this moment, Wen Zhixin looked at Meng Changyun and said bitterly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "Uncle Meng, can you persuade that senior to stop here? We Huayang Road. Court... can't bear such consequences!"

The audience was silent.

No one expected that the head would ask Meng Changyun for help at this moment!

But after thinking about it carefully, I have to admit that this is the most correct move by the Sect Master. As long as Meng Changyun can nod his head, this killing may be stopped here!

Meng Changyun was stunned, feeling indescribably absurd and sad.

Before, these fellows scolded themselves as traitors, and they wished to send themselves to Taiyi Daomen to receive the reward.

This is a joke!

Seeing this scene, Su Yi couldn't help shaking his head.

When helping Taiyi Daomen to deal with Meng Changyun, he would never be soft-hearted.

Now, I want Meng Changyun to help the people of Taiyi Daomen to resolve the disaster. Such a sect, how sad!