"don't want……"

The purple-gaunt woman exclaimed, and when she saw this scene from afar, her whole body suddenly paused.

The people of the Yu Shen Temple and the Qingyun Sect felt almost one after another. Of course, there were countless strong people who followed each other. These bigwigs who participated in the auction wanted to see what kind of sparks would be sparked when the three major sects gathered together.

At the same time, they were also curious whether the three major sects gathered together to check and balance each other, would they give the young master of Beizhou a glimmer of hope? Can the guy who shouted for price at the auction use the complex relationship between the three major sects to escape this disaster?

With this curiosity, countless people followed, but as soon as everyone arrived here, they saw a high-level seal emperor elder of Tianpeng Sect flying towards Yu Xiaotian.

Although the elder seemed to be just a fifth-level seal emperor, the young master on the opposite side seemed to be the seal king. The difference between the two was so big that the result of this attack was obvious!

It's over - I thought this young master of Beizhou could turn bad luck into good fortune, but I didn't expect that he would lose his life before the three major forces gathered together. It was really sad!

Many people showed gloating expressions on their faces, and they were still worried about Yu Xiaotian's crazy bidding at the auction. At this moment, they saw the "bad guy" being killed, so they naturally felt a sense of joy.

"His Majesty, what are you going to do?"

Seeing that her saint was about to rush forward, an old man behind him no longer cared about being suspicious and could not take it off and blocked her way.

"I……"

After being stopped, the saint's eyes were extremely anxious, but she also knew that her identity could not pass through at all, otherwise she would kill the other party without a place to bury her. The saint's salary must first be extremely holy. If she is seen as having an affair with the man, it would be a disaster.

The red lips behind the purple gauze moved a few times, but never said a word again. A struggle flashed in her eyes, and in the end she had no choice but to give up.

Although he was unable to go to rescue, the saint's eyes never left there or the man's body. Seeing the powerful enemy attacking, he still looked calm, as if the one who attacked the opposite side was just a fly, and could be driven away with a wave of his hand.

His confidence and calmness also made the woman's worrying heart slightly relieve her, and her eyes showed an unprecedented obsession. Looking back on the past, her heart was both sweet and helpless.

At this time, the elder of Tianpeng Sect had already arrived in front of Yu Xiaotian. When he saw that the seal boy was not afraid at all in front of him, he even showed a little contempt. The old man was immediately furious, and while speeding up his figure, he both palms came out and slapped Yu Xiaotian's shoulders hard.

Then there was a dull sound of "bang", followed by a hoarse scream, accompanied by a figure flying backwards.

A success is made. The young master of Beizhou was killed? But why is this old call? Could it be that the young master of Beizhou is an old cucumber with green paint and an old monster pretending to be young?

Everyone was thinking while hearing the sound, guessing various reasonable possibilities. But when they saw the situation clearly, they immediately grew their mouths.

At this moment, an old man in yellow dressed wine gourd was standing in front of the young master of Beizhou. The old man had a kind face and a playful expression, and he had a big wine gourd on his waist. He just stood there with a smile, looking at the fifth-level seal emperor of Tianpeng Sect who was knocked out with a playful look on his face.

"Even this little cultivation level, I dare to kill people in front of me. I really don't know how to live or die."

The old man's words made everyone present shocked. To be honest, the cultivation level of the elder Tianpeng Sect who took action just now was not low. Not only was it not low, it should be very high. The fifth-level Seal Emperor is also a high-level Seal Emperor. Even in Zhongzhou, it is definitely the top part of the pyramid.

But such a strong man was slapped away by this old man like a fly, and he didn't even have a chance to struggle and resist.

Then this old man with wine gourd...?

After a brief comparison in everyone's heart, a terrifying conclusion came to a heartbreaking conclusion. I thought it seemed that things would not be simple now. With this mysterious old man taking action, the situation next may not be what it will be.

Everyone held their breath and waited to see how things would happen.

At this time, the people of Tianpeng Sect also reacted. The two young disciples were about to go over and help the elder lying on the ground. However, the old man was beaten so hard that he could not stand alone. The two disciples had no choice but to support him to return to the team. After a few procrastinations, the blood on the old man's chest dyed the two disciples' clothes red.

Even as he was being helped back, the fifth-level seal emperor kept vomiting blood. This scene made everyone present feel terrified again. With one blow, not only did he knock out an old fifth-level seal emperor to fly away, but he also made the latter vomit blood more than almost scrapped. The old man's strength was still above what they expected just now!

At this time, the people of Tianpeng Sect also looked solemn. The seventh-level Seal Emperor elder with the highest cultivation level came up. He first looked at the old man in front of him carefully, and then asked cautiously:

"You are a good method, but you may lose your identity by bullying the small by bullying the small. It is not a wise move to rashly interfere in the affairs of my Tianpeng Sect. I advise you to go back and discuss with your master to see if you do this."

Although his tone of words was cautious, he could not be too weak in front of the strong people in the world. Even if he guessed that the other party might be a seventh-level seal emperor like him, he could not show any weakness, otherwise it would be unfavorable to the reputation of Tianpeng Sect.

Moreover, what he said just now was also very confusing. He expected that the old man was a force of a certain level in Zhongzhou who secretly sent to protect Yu Xiaotian, the young master of Beizhou. He was either Qingyun Sect or Yu Shen Temple. Both forces were possible.

The relationship between Ye Qingxuan and Yu Xiaotian, the princess of Qingyun Sect, is now well known. As for the Yu Shen Temple, he can see the actions of the woman with a masked purple gauze just now. The dignified saint is so nervous. A man from Beizhou is hard to guarantee that there is nothing wrong with it.

So the old man wanted to hit the other party, whether it was Qingyun Sect or Yushen Temple, no matter which side the old man from the wine gourd was, as long as the other party could stop making trouble, it would be considered a victory for them.

The sect leader had already ordered Yu to kill Yu Xiaotian. Today he caused heavy losses to Tianpeng Sect. If he didn't kill this boy, the Tianpeng Sect, and returned to Zhongzhou in all difficulties. He made up his mind again. The old man looked at the wine gourd in the field with a decisive look. He stared at the other party with a sharp look, hoping to force the other party to feel the pressure and retreat with a difficult time.

"If I retreat, I, Tianpeng Sect, have thought that what happened just now, and if I don't listen to the advice and do my own thing, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The words were already clearly and clearly, and the old man with wine gourd made a choice. When the Tianpeng Sect saw that Elder Feng had finished speaking, they stopped talking, staring at the old man with a bright look, waiting for him to make a choice.

Everyone present looked over with their eyes, wanting to see how this mysterious wine gourd strong man would choose. Among these eyes, there were several gazes full of eagerness, hoping that the old man would dodge quickly so that the people of the Tianpeng Sect would kill Yu Xiaotian as soon as possible.

Of course, there was also a look of great worry and anxiety. She was naturally the saint of the Oracle Temple with a purple veil. She didn't know the identity of the old man, but she also knew that Yu Xiaotian's life and death depended on the old man's choice at this time. The pretty face behind the saint's purple veil was already full of worries. Her two gods stared at the old man without blinking, waiting for the final choice of fate.
Chapter completed!