Game Cultivation World: I'm really playing games

At this moment, the elder of the Yellow Turban Sect was not without any achievements. He quietly and secretly sent the sect's most skilled tracker and explorer to follow the subtle clues and explore all the way. Unexpectedly, this disciple actually found some clues about the Tianfeng Pavilion.

The disciple rode non-stop all the way back to report, "Elder, I've noticed that Tianfeng Pavilion has been acting strangely and mysteriously lately. There are also rumors that they seem to be secretly plotting and deliberately provoking a fight between us and Xue Tianhan."

Upon hearing this, the elder's brows knitted together, as if twisted into a knot. He thought to himself, "Could it be that the Sect Leader's death is truly related to them?"

After careful consideration, Xue Tianhan decided to take the initiative.

He spread out paper, ground ink, and wrote a letter with great speed. The words in the letter were sincere and heartfelt. He sincerely expressed his doubts about Zhang Jue's death and the various suspicious actions of Tianfeng Pavilion. Then he sent someone to secretly deliver the letter to the Yellow Turban Sect.

After receiving the letter, the Yellow Turban Cult elders immediately gathered everyone to discuss countermeasures. Seeing this, the impulsive guardian snorted coldly and said with disdain, "Hmph, who knows if this is Xue Tianhan's trick to shirk responsibility for killing the Cult Leader?"

The elder shook his head slowly and said solemnly:

"In my opinion, this matter is fraught with doubt. If Xue Tianhan truly intended to take Zhang Jiao's life, wouldn't it have been much easier to simply finish him off right there when he captured him alive? Why go to all this trouble? Furthermore, the analysis in this letter is clear and logical, so we must not act rashly."

After careful consideration, the Yellow Turban Sect finally decided to hold back for the time being, secretly communicate with Xue Tianhan, and work together to investigate Tianfeng Pavilion.

The two parties agreed to meet in a hidden and quiet valley. Xue Tianhan arrived on time with Xiao Qi, Green Snake Lady and others as agreed. The elders of the Yellow Turban Sect and several capable protectors came to the appointment.

After the meeting, Xue Tianhan took the lead in breaking the deadlock and said, "Everyone, now that Sect Leader Zhang Jiao has met with an unexpected tragedy, we all know clearly that it was the Tianfeng Pavilion behind this. The most urgent task is for us to work together to find the real culprit and restore peace and tranquility to the world of immortal cultivation."

The Yellow Turban elder agreed, nodding in agreement. "Young Master Xue is absolutely right. Our sect absolutely refuses to be used as pawns, becoming a tool for others to scramble for power and gain. Let's put aside our past grudges and resolve this dilemma together."

But just as the two sides were preparing to discuss the specific details of the cooperation, a large number of people from Tianfeng Pavilion suddenly poured out from all around the valley, led by the black-robed man who had received the order to assassinate Zhang Jue in Tianfeng Pavilion that day.

He threw back his head and roared with laughter, his voice echoing through the valley like the cry of an owl at night, revealing a sense of arrogance. "You are indeed smart, but in the end you still couldn't escape my calculations. Today, I will catch you all in one fell swoop. From now on, this world will belong to my Tianfeng Pavilion!"

Xue Tianhan's eyes instantly turned as cold as ice, and he shouted angrily, "You evil villain, you will do anything to achieve your goals. Today is the day you die!"

With that, he unsheathed his sword. Instantly, sword energy surged through his body, like a sharp blade materializing, emitting a chilling chill. Xiaobai also let out a thunderous roar, ready to pounce on the enemy at any moment.

The members of the Yellow Turban Sect all had their eyes wide open and drew their weapons, flashing cold light.

For a moment, the valley was filled with murderous aura, as if shrouded in a materialized haze. The three factions were on the verge of a thrilling, life-or-death melee. However, the climax of this Jianghu conflict remained shrouded in fog, unresolved...

At the beginning of the melee, Xue Tianhan's figure was as fast as lightning, like a ghost, dancing with the long sword in his hand like a dragon. Wherever he went, the minions of Tianfeng Pavilion fell down one after another like dead grass swept by the wind, and screams were endless.

Xiao Qi held the sword of Yitian in his hand, his eyes as sharp as torches, and when the opportunity arose, he unleashed an astonishingly powerful move, as if the god of thunder was furious, with sword energy running rampant.

Hu Meiniang followed closely behind, the long whip in her hand was like a nimble dragon, waving it vigorously. Every time the whip tip passed through the void, it caused blood to splatter, like a blooming flower of evil.

Xiaobai is even more majestic, like a prehistoric giant beast appearing in the world. Its huge body rushes through the enemy camp, and people and horses fall to the ground wherever it passes. With a wave of its claw, it can knock several people away. From time to time, it spews out golden flames like the wrath of the sun god, burning the enemy to a crisp, as if it were an execution in purgatory.

The elders and protectors of the Yellow Turban Cult were not to be outdone. The elders waved their staffs, and rays of light shot towards the enemies like meteors, either injuring or restraining those who approached, making them unable to move.

The guardians brandished their swords, as if possessed by the god of war, and fought bravely to kill the enemy. Their shouts and cries made the valley buzz like thunder.

The black-robed man saw the situation was not good, his eyes were as sinister as a venomous snake's gaze, and he thought to himself: "I didn't expect these two parties to actually join forces. Humph, but today, you will all die here!"

He quickly formed seals with his hands, like a dancer in the dark night, muttering something. In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, rolling wildly. A huge black lightning, like a world-destroying divine thunder, struck down and headed straight for Xue Tianhan.

Xue Tianhan sensed the danger coming, and tapped the ground with his toes lightly, like a dragonfly skimming the water. He dodged to the side, and the lightning brushed past the corner of his clothes and struck the ground, creating a large hole like a meteorite crater. Earth and rocks flew everywhere, as if hidden weapons were flying everywhere.

"A mere trifle!" Xue Tianhan snorted coldly, as if he was disdainful to associate with him. He drew his sword and stepped forward, wanting to confront the man in black robe head-on to decide who would be the winner.

When Xiao Huang saw his master in danger, he roared like a beast king, abandoned the enemy in front of him, and pounced on the man in black robe.

The black-robed man's face suddenly changed when he saw this, as if he had seen a ghost. He quickly ordered his men to resist: "Stop this beast!"

A group of Tianfeng Pavilion masters swarmed forward like a tide, and all kinds of weapons were like wolf fangs, attacking Xiao Huang.

The Yellow Turbans' guardians saw this and shouted loudly, like the sound of a huge bell: "Brothers, help Master Xue!"

After saying that, he led a group of followers and rushed towards the people from Tianfeng Pavilion who were besieging Xiaobai like a surging wave. The two sides immediately engaged in a battle, as if a meat grinder had been turned on.

In the valley, shouts, screams, and the sounds of weapons clashing were intertwined, as if playing a melody of death. The bloody smell became thicker and thicker, as if a materialized fog was spreading.

Xue Tianhan and the man in black robe fought back and forth like two fighting dragons, and the fight was hard to resolve. The sword energy and the black light collided with each other, and from time to time, dazzling sparks like fireworks burst out.

"Do you think you can succeed by provoking a fight between us? Today is the day of your destruction!" Xue Tianhan shouted while fighting, as if roaring like a god of war.

The black-robed man smiled grimly, roaring like a demon: "Humph, who will win is still uncertain!"

At this moment, Hu Meiniang seized the opportunity and swung her whip like a clever hunter. The tip of the whip was like a snake coming out of a hole, wrapping around the ankle of the man in black robe, and then she pulled hard.

The man in black robe staggered, as if he was drunk. Xue Tianhan took the opportunity to stab him with a sword. The man in black robe dodged sideways, but his shoulder was still cut, and blood oozed out, like a red plum blossom blooming for the first time.

"Damn it!" The man in black robe was furious and cast his spells more and more crazily like an enraged beast. For a moment, sand and rocks flew around him, as if the end of the world had come, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

Seeing this, the Yellow Turban elder shouted, as if guiding the direction: "Everyone, hold steady! Don't lose your composure!"

At the same time, he increased his mana output, and a series of protective light curtains covered the heads of his people like dome shields to resist the magic attacks of the man in black robe.

"Don't even think about succeeding." Seeing this, Lady Green Snake waved her Vermillion Bird fan, as if the god of death was dancing with his scythe. She used her Flower Falling into the Yellow Springs spell, and blood flowers hit the black-robed man's spell like a meteor shower, like fireworks at the end of the world, and exploded with a "bang".

The melee lasted for a long time, like an endless purgatory. There were casualties on all three sides, and the ground was littered with corpses, like a Shura battlefield.

Xue Tianhan's realm had dropped after all, and he had more and more wounds on his body.

The members of the Yellow Turban Sect were also covered in wounds, like soldiers who had experienced a brutal war, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered, like a Great Wall of Steel.

Although the black-robed man was also injured, he felt a sense of pride in his heart as he looked at the tragic scene before him, as if whispering to a demon: "Even if I can't wipe out all of you today, I can at least severely injure your vitality. Sooner or later, this world will belong to my Tianfeng Pavilion!"

Just as the situation became increasingly critical, as if the darkness was about to swallow everything, suddenly, a clear whistle sounded. The sound was melodious but extremely penetrating, as if the sound of nature penetrated the darkness and echoed between the valleys.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people in white clothes emerged from the woods surrounding the valley like divine soldiers descended from the sky. They moved quickly, like ghosts walking at night, and rushed towards the people in Tianfeng Pavilion.

The leading figure in white shouted loudly, "Tianfeng Pavilion has committed countless evil deeds, and today is your retribution!"

As he spoke, he swung the long sword in his hand, and the sword flowers flashed like stars. Wherever he went, the people of Tianfeng Pavilion fell down one after another, without any power to fight back, like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind.

Xue Tianhan and the others were all stunned when they saw this, as if they had encountered a sudden puzzle. They didn't know why Senior Sister Huang Yan and Junior Brother Leng Feng appeared here.

But there was no time to think at this time. It was as if they were trying to survive in a desperate situation. Taking advantage of the panic of everyone in Tianfeng Pavilion, they regrouped, as if reborn from the ashes, and cooperated with Junior Brother Lingfeng and others to kill the enemy together, as if they were attacking in coalition.

The black-robed man's eyes widened in horror, as if he had seen a peerless evil spirit. "Who are you? Why are you opposing me?"

Senior Sister Huang Yan: "The new elder of Lingxu Sect is Huang Yan."

Junior Brother Ling Feng sneered, "The new elder of Lingxu Sect is Ling Feng!"

After Huang Yan, Ling Feng and others joined in, the people of Tianfeng Pavilion were quickly defeated, like a collapsed ant nest. The man in black robe saw that the situation was hopeless and wanted to escape, like a stray dog, but he was attacked from both sides by Xue Tianhan and Junior Brother Ling Feng, like a trapped beast fighting.

"Prepare to die." Xue Tianhan shouted angrily, and the long sword in his hand pierced the black-robed man's throat with an unstoppable momentum.

The black-robed man retreated hurriedly, constantly making seals with his hands, trying to cast a last-ditch life-saving spell. However, in his panic, the spell was full of flaws.

Junior Brother Ling Feng seized the opportunity and attacked from the side. His sword shot out like a snake, instantly slicing a gash in the black-robed man's ribs. The black-robed man screamed, stumbled, and blood gushed out.

"Do you think our purpose is so simple?" The black-robed man snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain. "Our Pavilion Master has already taken people to Kunlun Sect!"