Swish …
Thousands of old monsters moved at the same time.
Like wolves and tigers, they rushed to the side of the people near Di Long.
Before they could react, they unceremoniously raised their fists.
"Bang …"
"Dong …"
"Boom …"
The sound of fists hitting flesh was heard all around.
This was really a punch to the flesh and a kick to the bone.
"Ouch, don't hit the face!"
"Ouch, I was wrong. I'll walk down by myself, okay?"
"Which damn bastard kicked my root!"
Screams kept ringing out.
Such a scene directly stunned everyone in place, stunned and unable to believe it.
Wasn't it supposed to let them kill each other?
Why did they suddenly attack?
Everyone murmured and didn't come back to their senses for a long time.
On the stage.
The most mournful one was Di Long.
He was surrounded by dozens of old monsters and punched and kicked.
Especially Baili Xiu and Ning Lanhui, their ruthlessness was simply indescribable.
"Ouch, I admit defeat. Senior, don't hit me. If you hit me again, I'll … Ouch … Ouch, I'm going to die!"
"Don't hit my face, my stomach! It hurts, be gentle! "
Di Long let out a burst of shrill screams.
Hearing it, people's hair stood on end and their bodies trembled slightly.
After a long time, everyone stopped.
Swish …
Everyone stood neatly on both sides.
Di Long's people were strewn all over the stage in a disorderly manner.
Everyone was lying on the ground, letting out faint sorrowful cries.
Their exposed skin was all bruised and purple. It was too horrible to look at.
Looking at their appearance, they had all turned into eggplants.
Especially Di Long, who was covered in cuts and bruises. His appearance was so miserable that it was difficult to describe.
"Go!"
Baili Xiu shouted and waved his right hand lightly.
Swish …
Hundreds of people flew out like flowers scattered by a celestial maiden and fell heavily in all directions.
"Humph!"
Ning Lanhui was not idle either. She blew gently.
"Howl …"
Like a gust of wind, the remaining hundreds of people were all swept up.
"Bang …"
They crashed heavily into various parts of the arena.
After struggling a few times, Di Long's head tilted and he fainted.
Such a scene strongly stimulated everyone's nerves.
"Hiss …"
The onlookers looked at these terrifying old monsters and couldn't help but suck in cold breaths. A chill ran down their spines.
"Holy shit, the Ghost Sword Sect and the Frost Sword Sect are joining forces?"
"You're thinking too much. They'll eliminate their dissidents first, and then fight!"
"Look, they're surrounding Xing Ba. That brat is in trouble!"
Everyone looked up, and their pupils involuntarily shrank.
The Frigid Sword Sect and Ghost Sword Sect's groups numbered in the thousands. In the blink of an eye, they had surrounded Su Ziyang.
Baili Xiu and Ning Lanhui looked at each other in confusion.
At the same time, a wary look appeared on his face.
Seeing these people surrounding him, Su Ziyang's lips curled up. He didn't care at all.
Did they think that they could win just because they had more people? He was thinking too much.
In the next second, Su Ziyang's expression froze, and his face was filled with shock.
The thousands of old monsters standing in front of him knelt down at the same time.
"Greetings, Patriarch!"
Their voices were in unison, causing the entire space to tremble.
After this sound.
Silence.
It was very quiet.
There was a deathly silence.
When the onlookers saw this scene, their thoughts stopped, and their expressions were shocked.
That kind of stupefaction and disbelief could not be described with words.
A moment later, explosive sounds continued to ring out.
"Oh my god, he … he's the Patriarch? And he's the Patriarch of two sects. It's fake, right? "
"Dream, it must be a dream. Ouch, it hurts!"
"No wonder he broke the spell with two fingers. It turns out that he's a super old monster. The Ghost Sword Sect and the Frost Sword Sect were both founded by him!"
"Di Long actually wants to attack such an old monster. Isn't he courting death?"
Everyone muttered to themselves, staring at the arena, motionless.
Su Ziyang stood in the center, also stunned.
Had he been discovered?
It couldn't be, right?
He hadn't even used any of his methods.
Sigh, there was no other way. There was no way out.
That was good. He could hide his true identity, as long as Die didn't find out.
Thinking of this, Su Ziyang put his hands behind his back, revealing the appearance of an otherworldly expert. "Get up!"
"Thank you, Patriarch!"
Everyone stood respectfully in front of Su Ziyang.
That fiery expression seemed to want to devour people.
"Then what are you waiting for? Do you want me to drive you down? The strong ones stay, the weak ones, get lost! "
With a loud shout, the thousands of old monsters were awakened.
The thousands of old monsters immediately moved.
Soon, there were only 11 people left on the arena, including Su Ziyang.
The Frost Sword Sect and the Ghost Sword Sect each had five people.
Baili Xiu and Ning Lanhui stared at each other, not showing any weakness.
Thump, thump …
Just then, two violent blows fell on the top of their heads, making them dizzy for a moment.
"You're still ganging up here? Is the Spirit Sword Sect a place for you to form a small society?"
"Ah, don't run, stop!"
"I told you to run, I told you to run!"
Su Ziyang hit the two old monsters hard.
A few blisters bulged on their heads. The onlookers were stunned.
"Patriarch, I was wrong. I won't do it again!"
"Patriarch, don't hit me anymore. There won't be a next time!"
After the two of them promised, Su Ziyang stopped.
"Everyone is fighting against the God Clan, so we're a family. Don't split up and fight! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite! "
Su Ziyang snorted coldly, scaring the two of them so much that their bodies trembled. They nodded repeatedly and promised.
When the other old monsters heard this, they also secretly nodded.
In the sky, a figure slowly emerged.
He was dressed in white, which complemented his white hair. He looked dazzling.
Behind him, there was a long sword on his back. He looked like a swordsman.
He was the founder of the Spirit Sword Sect, Spirit Sword Venerable.
At this moment, his gaze was fixed on Su Ziyang as if he wanted to see through him.
"The two patriarchs of the two sects joined my Spirit Sword Sect at the same time? What are they trying to do? "
"I really didn't expect him to be such an old monster!"
"Are you here to take my position? To make the Spirit Sword Sect yours? "
"Humph, don't even think about ruining this old man's business!"
Spirit Sword Venerable's face showed a trace of displeasure.
Killing intent flashed on his face.
Then, his figure slowly disappeared without a trace.
Su Ziyang frowned slightly, seeming to feel something was wrong.
He looked up.
He saw.
"Buzz … …"
The sky trembled, and a transparent ripple shook out.
A figure walked out of the transparent ripple.
Her appearance made the whole world lose its color.
Immortal aura fluttered, untainted by the dust, noble and holy aura spread out.
It made people feel ashamed of their inferiority just by looking at it.
Everyone was attracted by her figure, and for a while, they did not come back to their senses.
"So beautiful!"
These were the two words that everyone muttered to themselves in their hearts.
At this moment, even Su Ziyang was stunned.
Her temperament was as beautiful as an immortal, and her face was even more charming than before.
That kind of immortal aura made people unable to extricate themselves at first sight.
She was Xiao Die.
He saw Xiao Die walking towards Su Ziyang step by step.
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