C645 (1/2)

Xianmeng, wangdaomeng and other allies left, and the valley was calm.

Above the air, doutian, dressed in a black robe, stands in the air, his black hair with blood is flying in the wind, and his Shura sword is still dripping with enchanting blood.

The last ray of the setting sun shines on him, which makes his figure very long. The figure is only about 1.8 meters, slightly emaciated. It doesn't look very tall, but his back is infinitely enlarged in everyone's mind.

After that, who doesn't know the name of doutian?

Anyone who dares to continue to rely on his old age and sell his old age in front of doutian is looking for death.

Bang!

With a shock of soul power, doutian's blood disappeared suddenly. The Shura holy sword was shining cold and sharp. The long sword went into the scabbard, and doutian walked quietly towards the cliff without sword.

Today is the first day. It's such a big deal. It's not clear what will happen in the next 14 days.

But what he has to do is to stay in Wujian cliff for half a month and continue to understand the sword power.

Ying Feng, Bai Yu and others did not leave, but also sat not far away from doutian and began to understand.

Others began to be a little timid, but in the end, many people stayed. As time went on, they found that doutian was not as terrible as they thought.

Even if he offended him, he would not care too much, but if anyone wanted to kill him, he would do it mercilessly.

Just as junluo and others retreated, mu CHENFENG retreated to glory, where the spirit hall was. Seeing the movement in the distance disappeared, the big stone in his heart relaxed.

”Xiang Rong, this is the end of today's competition. Goodbye.” Mu CHENFENG laughs and turns to disappear in the direction of Xuangong. He adds another sentence in his heart: ”kill the devil brigade. Doutian should be dead and can't die any more.”

Xiang Rong's eyes are cold, and he goes to Wujian cliff at top speed.

Mu CHENFENG came back to Xuangong with a faint smile on his face, but when he saw the busy steps in the distance, his face changed in vain.

He ran quickly to the gate of a hall. There were many figures lying on the ground. The people were dripping with blood. Many people were cut off. It looked shocking.

Some doudan masters stopped bleeding quickly and were very busy.

”Biantai, what happened to them?” Mu CHENFENG recognized one of Wang daomeng's students. Bian Tai was the strongest person to join Xuangong. Because of his special name, mu CHENFENG remembered his name.

”It's doutian. They were all hurt by doutian.” Bian Tai's face was ugly. He was very glad that he only said that he was in the late stage of the war and had no qualification to fight against heaven. Otherwise, he might be one of the people who fell to the ground.

”Is Dou Tian dead?” Mu CHENFENG asked eagerly, he didn't care about the injury of these people, as long as doutian died, that's enough.

Mu CHENFENG doesn't know why he hates doutian so much, but there is a voice in his heart telling him that doutian must die, otherwise Xuangong will be restless.

”No Bian Tai shook his head bitterly, thinking of the previous scenes, he could not help shivering.