The three of them were still in shock at this sudden turn of events, but they were still overjoyed.
Grand Senior Sister and the others saw a person flying towards them, dressed in white, pure and untainted by the mortal world. She was as beautiful as a fairy from the heavens.
Speaking of which, whether it was Grand Senior Sister, Kong Yunzhen or Xu Daoyuan, none of them had a good impression of Zhao Feiyue. Firstly, Zhao Feiyue was naturally arrogant and cold. Unlike Grand Senior Sister who was cold and aloof, Zhao Feiyue was born with an air of nobility. She did not look down on anyone, but her frightening background was like a blazing sun in the sky. When people looked up, although the red sun did not look down on them, its light would still burn their eyes.
Secondly, Zhao Feiyue was born into the royal family, breaking the iron rule that the royals were not allowed to cultivate. Such a sensitive background made the cultivators naturally resistant to her, secretly wary of her.
Thirdly, because she was a disciple of several large sects, none of them treated her as one of their own. They could only worship her from afar, not daring to offend her or provoke her.
But this person, who was not loved by her grandmother or uncle, had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Grand Senior Sister and the others felt that Zhao Feiyue was unprecedentedly cute!
"Why are you here?"
Grand Senior Sister went up to greet her, her eyes fixed on Qiong Qi who was rolling on the ground and licking its wounds.
Zhao Feiyue was extremely shocked, she did not understand why Sun Yijue's mount would appear here!
Could it be …
A terrifying thought flashed through Zhao Feiyue's mind.
"Is he here?" Zhao Feiyue stared at Qiong Qi, suddenly asking a random question.
There was no head or tail to this sentence, but Grand Senior Sister immediately understood what she meant.
Grand Senior Sister's expression turned cold. "Do you want to see him alive or dead?"
Zhao Feiyue's expression also darkened. "What do you mean?"
Grand Senior Sister laughed coldly. "Qiong Qi's arrival will cause chaos in the world!
When the nest is overturned, how can there be unharmed eggs? "
Before Zhao Feiyue could reply, Kong Yunzhen also flew over. At this time, he no longer cared about putting on airs as a Martial Uncle. He shouted, "Martial Nephew, you're just in time!
Let's join hands and get rid of this menace! "
Zhao Feiyue was full of questions but she did not dare to ask. Firstly, Qiong Qi was roaring at the sky, its fur standing on end. Secondly, she was afraid that if she spoke too much, Li Chengfeng would be exposed.
Qiong Qi was Sun Yijue's mount. The world was so big, so why didn't it go anywhere else but here?
If he were to reveal the identity of its master, he would be confessing without being pressed!
Zhao Feiyue took a deep breath and said to Kong Yunzhen, "Don't worry, Martial Uncle!"
Xu Daoyuan stared down and shouted, "It's coming!
Watch out!! "
Everyone felt apprehensive, and they immediately spread out and surrounded Qiong Qi from four corners.
Zhao Feiyue's sudden appearance not only lifted the spirits of the three of them, but also rekindled their hopes of winning. More importantly, the appearance of the Sky River Divine Sword made Qiong Qi fearful, and it was no longer as crazy and terrifying as before.
The beast's will to fight was greatly reduced. It focused on breaking out of the encirclement, desperately trying to escape to the opening in the Nine Heavens Lava.
However, the four of them worked together and trapped Qiong Qi tightly. The Sky River Divine Sword was like a silver shuttle on a spinning machine, weaving an invisible net in the air.
Qiong Qi howled in pain, its body continuously injured.
Kong Yunzhen and the rest were overjoyed. They did not understand why Qiong Qi suddenly became like this, but if they did not beat it now, when would they?
However, only Zhao Feiyue knew that Qiong Qi did not become like this because she joined the battle, causing them to be stronger than Qiong Qi.
It was because of the Sky River Divine Sword in her hand!
Qiong Qi was Sun Yijue's mount, and the Sky River Divine Sword was once Sun Yijue's sword!
Qiong Qi naturally recognised the sword's aura. It naturally became fearful and fearful.
Just as they were fighting intensely, causing Qiong Qi to howl in pain and Ma Qianli to push back the solidifying Nine Heavens Lava step by step, in the distance of Spirited Mountain, a black fog swept over from the ground.
From afar, it looked like a raging black tide, surging violently. Wherever it went, it corroded. The trees withered and the flowers and grass rotted. It was as if hell had arrived!
…
On the other side, after Grand Senior Brother suddenly exploded and blasted Shanxue away, he recovered a little and his figure flashed, wanting to escape.
However, as soon as he moved, a strong gust of wind rushed towards him. Eldest Senior Brother was kicked away, and he did not stop there. He left a deep ditch on the ground along the way.
Shanxue stepped on Grand Senior Brother's body, sending him flying far away like a skateboard. When he stopped, he grabbed Grand Senior Brother. His body and face were covered with Grand Senior Brother's blood, and his expression was even more ferocious and violent. "You're courting death!
You're courting death!! "
As he spoke, Shanxue stepped on him crazily, as if he was stepping on a pile of mud.
"Grand Senior Brother!" Ouyang Nan roared in grief.
Li Chengfeng's body trembled slightly, his fists clenched but he gritted his teeth and endured!
At this moment, Li Chengfeng more or less understood why Grand Senior Brother was so desperate to endure!
Because it was not time yet!
His life was so precious, he could not die in vain!
Shanxue beat the Grand Senior Brother until he was almost out of shape. Even the many disciples of the Spiritual Mountain who were watching from afar could not help but feel sorry for him.
Li Xuanming could not help but yell, "Shanxue, that's enough!"
"Enough?"
Shanxue lifted Grand Senior Brother, whose face was bruised and swollen, with one hand. He looked up, his face filled with violence. "You have no right to speak here!
Get out of my way! "
Li Xuanming's face was livid. He gripped the Immortal Slaying Sword tightly, sword qi swirling around him.
Shanxue laughed maniacally. "Li Xuanming, come at me if you're not afraid of death!"
Li Xuanming was not afraid of death, but he did not want to die in vain either.
He had seen Grand Senior Brother's Nine Words Sword technique and felt ashamed.
But if the Nine Words Sword technique could not defeat Shanxue, what else could he do?
Shanxue glared at Li Xuanming for a while. Seeing that he did not dare to speak, he grinned at Grand Senior Brother. "Do you want to live?
Beg me if you want to! "
Grand Senior Brother struggled to open one eye and coughed out a mouthful of blood. He whispered, "Please … spare … spare my life … I-I don't want to die, I … can't die yet."
"Grand Senior Brother!"
Ouyang Nan's eyes were brimming with tears. He had never seen Grand Senior Brother lower his head, much less beg like this.
Li Chengfeng glared at Shanxue, his fingernails digging deep into his skin but he did not even notice.
Xiaobao and Han Tianxing did not have much of a relationship with Grand Senior Brother but at this moment, they felt the same hatred. Their eyes reddened.
Shanxue stepped on Grand Senior Brother's head and grinned. "You want to live?
Alright!
Beg me! "
Eldest Senior Brother struggled to get up. He kowtowed as if he was pounding garlic with his head. His dignity was like a proud plum tree in the mud. He said, "Shanxue Senior Brother, please spare my life. I want to live. I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have gone against Shanxue Senior Brother!"
Shanxue laughed maniacally. He crouched down and gritted his teeth. "Look at you!
An ant should behave like an ant!
You should lie in the mud and be an obedient ant!
Beg me, beg me loudly!
Just like the Heavenly Thirteen Swords! "
This sentence was like a bolt of lightning that suddenly pierced through the night sky and illuminated everything. It suddenly bombarded the depths of Grand Senior Brother's mind and shook his soul!!
Eldest Senior Brother suddenly raised his head, and his swollen eyes suddenly opened. There was a terrifying light in his eyes. "What did you say?
Say that again?! "
Shanxue cackled. "Back then, your Little Senior Sister knelt and begged me, crying and begging at my feet!
Now it's your turn!
Don't you think fate is very interesting? Very mysterious? "
Grand Senior Brother stood rooted to the ground. The mystery that had troubled him for a long time was finally solved!
Why was the Heavenly Thirteen Swords ambushed? Why did they not even have a chance to fight back? Why … Little Senior Sister begged him, even forcing him to swear not to avenge them!
The answer was so simple!
Eldest Brother had woken up from his dreams with tears streaming down his face countless times in the middle of the night. He had guessed this answer more than once.
But he had no evidence, he could not find any!
He did not even dare to confront Shanxue face to face. Because doing so without evidence would be akin to giving someone a handle on him. It was suicide!