Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

On the square below, with the lighting of the previous mountain protection circle, the entire square area was divided into small grids, making it impossible for anyone inside to escape.

This was originally the defensive method of Tianjian Pavilion, a trick opened to protect the new disciples.

The protective effect is indeed very good. The disciples below are all protected by the formation barrier, and no one can touch them.

However, Qin Yu, who was standing in one of the grids, was expressionless at this moment.

Especially when he found that in the grid he was in, and in the luck of other people, there were exactly the same chance pictures, he knew that this time he might be doomed.

That old man who fought with the masters of Tianjian Pavilion in public, and the blood-red halo was not from Tianjian Pavilion, but the ancestor of some five evil sects?

Then it is conceivable what sect all those around him who will be forcibly taken away by the other party will eventually join in.

It is absolutely impossible for them to join the Tianjian Pavilion, or they will be taken directly to the Five Shamen Gate and forced to worship under it.

As for why this kind of compulsion can still become an opportunity?
An ordinary person can be forcibly taken away by a tycoon of the Fusion Realm and brought into the mountain gate, what is it if it is not a chance?
Looking at the sky above, the old man in black armor who fell into the wind after a fight and didn't forget to rush towards this side when he fled, Qin Yu's eyes trembled uncontrollably.

And the black-armored patriarch who displayed his unique skills did not talk nonsense with the group of new disciples below.

He had no hope of snatching those two top talents.

The other high disciples who climbed to five thousand or even seven thousand ranks were also specially protected after the battle. With Tiankui Sword Immortal, the black armor patriarch did not dare to entangle too much, and it was probably too late to take them away.

But it's all here, if he is asked to go back empty-handed like this, how could the black armor patriarch be willing.

So he simply rushed towards these outer disciples, trying to catch as many as he could.

Don't ask them what they can do, what help they can provide to the sect.

But as long as they can simply be disgusted, those guys in Tianjian Pavilion are worth it.

The gorgeous formation barrier was broken by the black armor patriarch in an instant.

Flying into it, he grabbed the huge black mist and immediately pulled up everyone below.

Seeing that many masters who sensed something bad were chasing after him, the old man used these disciples in his hands as shields very insidiously to stop everyone from attacking.

Facing this kind of human shield, the elders who didn't dare to attack rashly turned pale.

Before they could divide into two ways to intercept the Heijia Patriarch, the stern-faced Tiankui Sword Immortal suddenly shouted in a cold voice.

"Okay! Let him go! You just can't stop him! As for those disciples..."

Looking at the outer disciples who were taken away less than one-tenth, Tiankui Sword Immortal sighed helplessly.

"It can only be said that they have no destiny with Tianjian Pavilion."

Between chasing rashly and going to rescue those outer disciples, or staying by Jun Moyan and Zhao Mengran's side for safety's sake and avoiding any further troubles, Tiankui Sword Immortal chose the latter without any hesitation.

Although it is too cruel and cruel to do so, this is the essence of the world of cultivating immortals.

A master is worth tens of thousands of mediocrities, and in the struggle between sects, it is often the strong who decide the outcome, not ordinary disciples.

If you had to choose between the two, even if all these outer disciples were dead, Tiankui Sword Immortal would not put Jun Moyan and Zhao Mengran, the future pillars of the sect, in danger for a second.

However, although she made a decisive choice, some people were obviously unwilling to follow her wishes.

Accompanied by a flash of cold light, two sword lights flew out from her side one after the other, chasing after the departing figure of the black-armored ancestor in the distance.

After fixing his eyes to see who the two sword lights were, Tiankui Sword Immortal turned pale for an instant, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it.

Accompanied by the surge of suction, Jun Moyan and Zhao Mengran, who flew out of Yujian, flew back uncontrollably, and were instantly grabbed by the collars of Tiankui Sword Immortal and forcibly picked up.

"What do you two little guys want to do! You don't want to live anymore, do you! Mo Yan! What are you messing around with!"

The cold reprimand sounded, and Jun Moyan was terrified when he heard his master's angry words.

But after instinctively flustered for two seconds, she suddenly raised her hand nervously, pointing at the back of the black-armored ancestor in the distance, where there was only a small dot left, and screamed out.

"Master! Master! Hurry up and save people!"

"Rescue?"

Looking at his apprentice's panicked expression, Tiankui Sword Immortal frowned, and suddenly felt a thump in his heart.

Naturally, it is impossible for her, the master who raised him, to be unclear about the character of her apprentice.

He has a clear distinction between likes and hates, an upright personality, and is extremely defensive, but not pedantic.

At least it hasn't reached the level where you have to intervene in any evil.

Knowing that the Heijia Patriarch is very powerful, his apprentice actually wants him to go up to save people, and he is still acting so flustered, this...

Squinting his eyes, Tiankui Sword Immortal, who realized something was wrong, suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Who are you going to save?"

"Qin woo woo woo!"

Jun Moyan was about to answer when he heard the words, but he didn't want to be covered by Zhao Mengran in a hurry.

It's just that Zhao Mengran's obstruction didn't have any effect.

Jun Moyan, who desperately broke free from Zhao Mengran's palm, yelled loudly.

"Qin Yu! Qin Yu is still in the crowd! Master, hurry up and save him! He also climbed to the top of Qilin Peak!"

As soon as these words came out, the many elders gathered turned pale with shock, and even Tiankui Sword Immortal's eyes widened instantly.

Among the crowd, only Zhao Mengran froze and sighed heavily, with a headache on his face.

After reacting, Tiankui Sword Immortal's eyes suddenly fixed on Jun Moyan, his eyes were sharp.

"Who is he to you! Why do you care so much about him!"

"I!"

"to be frank!"

"He! Qin Yu!"

Looking at the elders around, looking at the serious expression of the master.

Jun Moyan's face turned red, although he was a little ashamed to speak, but in order to increase the stakes and let his master and others go to save people as soon as possible, he still gritted his teeth and chose to answer truthfully.

"He is my husband! I have agreed to make a private appointment with him for life!"

After the voice fell, the surroundings were silent, and even the elders showed expressions of seeing a ghost.

It seems that they didn't expect that the arrogant female Tianjiao of her family would be so bold, not only dare to do such a thing, but also dare to say it in public.

Tiankui Sword Immortal, who was also shocked to open his mouth wide, immediately burst into anger after reacting, and roared violently for help.

"Jun Moyan! Who allowed you to do this! How dare you keep up with private life? Have you asked your teacher for advice?"

Hearing the roar of the master, Jun Moyan would have been frightened and at a loss what to do if he had been in the usual way.

It's just that she, who is eager to save people now, completely ignores her master's panic, and just raises her finger to the distance and screams.

"Master! Now is not the time to talk about this! It's important to save people first!"