The strong man of the Tengu clan looked at the backs of the two people deeply, and then fled here with the strong man of the Six-horned Barbarian Bull clan.
"Did they leave?"
The two strong men of the Silver-winged Peng bird clan secretly glanced behind them, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the two people had left.
Just now they were afraid that they would be seen through if they acted too much.
At this time.
The sword of Wuji Zhenren had reached the top of their heads.
The sword intent that tore through the sky instantly tore apart the two people's body protection spiritual power.
"Work together to block this attack and take advantage of the situation to escape."
The two thought secretly.
But what happened next caught them off guard.
"Hahaha, go to hell!"
Wuji Zhenren suddenly increased his strength, and the aura of the seventh level of the Heavenly Man Realm burst out. The 40-meter-long sword trembled and burst into brilliant light.
The light was dazzling, and the two strong men of the Silver-winged Peng bird clan were submerged.
"It's over..."
"I can't stop it..."
"We're going to die..."
"Ah..."
After the screams, the two people were dead, only a little dust was scattered in the wind.
Wuji Zhenren looked at the fleeing Tengu tribe and Hexagon Barbarian Bull tribe, hummed, and was very dissatisfied with his own record.
"I didn't expect that these evil beasts would be so loyal and choose to sacrifice themselves to help others."
"As an enemy, I have to praise you."
Wuji Zhenren whispered, and then he looked at the people fighting fiercely outside the Tianquan Ancient City.
"Hmm?"
"Why are these guys from the Silver Wing Peng Bird tribe holding back? Have they lost their fighting spirit?"
He keenly discovered that almost all the Silver Wing Peng Bird tribe members looked strange and had no fighting spirit.
"Pass the order of the tribe leader: everyone retreat!"
A loud roar came from a very far distance.
A white-haired old man rushed over. He was an elder of the Silver Wing Peng Bird Clan.
In response to his order, the disciples of the Silver Wing Peng Bird Clan did not hesitate and immediately withdrew and began to evacuate.
A disciple of the Six-horned Barbarian Bull Clan looked up and said in confusion: "Senior, is this also what our clan wants?"
"Yes." The white-haired old man nodded.
"You're talking nonsense!"
A purple mansion realm genius of the Tengu clan showed an angry look. He stood on the top of a building, stared at the white-haired old man, and questioned:
"My clan elders just sent me a message, asking me to take people and kill all the people below the purple mansion realm in Tianquan Ancient City."
"Now, you actually asked us to retreat, and claimed that it was the will of the three clans. What is your intention?"
"Kill all the cultivators below the purple mansion realm?"
The white-haired old man glanced at the cultivators of Tianquan Ancient City who were almost unscathed, and said with a chuckle: "What are you like? Don't you know?"
"After fighting for a long time, how many people did you kill?"
The genius of the Tengu clan was speechless. Indeed, he had not killed anyone until now, but only seriously injured a few people.
"Even so, I..."
Puff!
Before the genius of the Tengu clan finished speaking, a stream of light suddenly hit his forehead and strangled his soul.
In the air, the white-haired old man retracted his hand and said coldly: "Noisy, don't you see who you are? How dare you talk to me like this."
This scene not only stunned the Tengu and Six-horned Barbarian Bull tribes, but also the people of the Silver-winged Peng bird tribe.
Why is this elder of his family so strong?
Aren't you afraid of angering the Tengu tribe?
The Tengu tribe will never let go of any grudge.
"Retreat, and those who violate the rules will be killed!"
"If there is any problem, let your elders come to me."
The attitude of the white-haired old man was very tough.
These Tianjiaos who have a high status in their own tribes, even if they feel aggrieved in their hearts, have to listen to the words of the white-haired old man at this moment.
Who let their elders be beaten away just now?
Thinking of this, many disciples of the Tengu and Six-horned Barbarian Bull tribes began to retreat, and quickly evacuated here with the Silver-winged Peng bird tribe that had already run away.
"Come as you like, leave as you like?"
"Leave your life behind!"
A young woman shouted, holding a three-foot green sword, and a faint black light emanated from her body.
She was Mu Qiuxue, a broken shadow immortal body, and the youngest true disciple of Xia Xuan Zhenren.
"Junior sister, come with me!"
Zhao Zhu, another true disciple of Xia Xuan Zhenren, said to Mu Qiuxue.
"Kill!"
The three tribes retreated, but the disciples of Tianquan Ancient City and Kaoshan Sect did not want to let them go.
These man-eating demons, letting them go back is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain!
The white-haired old man did not look at the scene of chasing each other underground, but looked at Wuji Zhenren who had been standing there watching his performance.
He showed a smile that he thought was kind, and said, "Master Wuji, my clan is a friend of Kaoshan Sect."
"It was not my clan's intention to have this happen. Don't worry, my clan will cover all the losses."
"?"
A question mark appeared in Wuji Zhenren's head. The Silver Wing Peng Bird Clan is a friend of Kaoshan Sect?
How could he not know?
It seemed that he knew his doubts., said: "Today, the ancestor of our clan came out of retreat and learned that our clan had invaded the territory of Kaoshan Sect, and he was furious."
"She told the secret, saying that the ancestors of Kaoshan Sect had helped our clan."
"And when she was young, she secretly went out and encountered danger, and was also saved by the predecessors of Kaoshan Sect."
"So when she learned that we invaded your clan, she immediately issued a death order, asking us to retreat and generously compensate you for your losses."
"So, I don't ask for forgiveness for what happened before, but please give us a chance to atone for our sins."
Master Wuji didn't believe a word of his explanation.
Why?
His intuition.
He felt that there must be a secret hidden in it.
It's not that simple for the Silver Wing Peng Bird Clan to compromise.
Were they friends before? You must be kidding.
"Could it be that some ancestor came to the door and beat them?"
...
The Cangyuan Ancient City, which Master Gou Yuan was in charge of, also encountered the same problem, listening to the explanation of the Silver Wing Peng Bird Clan strongman in front of him.
He instinctively felt that something was wrong.
In the world of immortal cultivation, the word "friend" is somewhat ridiculous.
Especially in the face of interests
There is a saying: Those who are not of my race must have different hearts!
In the ancient city of Yulan, Tianji Zhenren stroked his big black beard, stared at the Silver Wing Peng Bird Clan who was explaining in front of him, and said unkindly:
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
"You can make up such a thing? Tell me, what the hell is going on?"
"Or do you want to find a decent reason to run away when you see that you can't beat them?"
Just kidding, as smart as he is, how could he be fooled by such a trick of the other party.
Friends of Kaoshan Sect?
You really said it.
Even a thick-skinned person like him was embarrassed to hear it.
Several leaders didn't believe it and were very cautious, but they didn't make any more moves.
They believed that since the three tribes made such a big fuss, the sect would definitely send strong men to deal with them secretly.
…
In a hidden place, all the people of the Silver Wing Peng Bird Clan gathered here, and the one standing in front of the crowd was the Silver God.
Facing the doubtful eyes of the crowd, he pondered for a moment and said: "The memory of the awakening of your bloodline is correct."
Suddenly, the crowd was in an uproar, as expected!
"From now on, our clan and the Backer Sect will be a united front."
"We are in the light, they are in the dark, and the two sides cooperate, and the East Region is invincible!"
Affected by the hidden blood curse in the body, everyone's mind did not have the intention to refute at all, and subconsciously nodded, agreeing with the words of the Silver God.
I didn't even doubt that with the strength of the Backer Sect, even if it cooperated with the clan, it could become the strongest in the East Region?
…
The six-horned barbarian bull tribe, the Iron Bull Patriarch's residence welcomed a distinguished guest.
"Sister Xue, long time no see."
The Iron Bull Patriarch walked out of the residence, smiled, and greeted with a red face.
Looking at the slightly made-up, extremely beautiful face of the Silver Snow Ancestor, who was full of mature smell, his eyes were slightly dazed.
He subconsciously glanced at his chest, then quickly looked away and said, "Are you here to talk to me about something?"