You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Shen Feixia's words directly made Xiao Yun laugh angrily.

Even if you people didn’t join the Spirit Sword Sect, you were some kind of royal minister.

But now everyone is a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Why are you nobler than the handyman disciples?

There are indeed high and low levels of human status.

But there is no distinction between high and low in human life.

Xiao Yun looked at Shen Feixia with a stern face and said, "Senior Sister Shen, I don't have time to correct your three views now."

"I just ask you one question."

"Do you care about those disciples at the foot of Shuiyue Peak or not?"

Shen Feixia smiled lightly and said, "Junior Brother Xiao, I told you that I don't need you to worry about the affairs of Shuiyue Peak."

"Whether those disciples live or die has nothing to do with you, Junior Brother Xiao."

"Even if they are all killed, if Master blames them in the future, it will be my responsibility as the senior sister of Shuiyue Peak."

Xiao Yun nodded and said: "Okay, okay, okay, it's really good. I didn't expect Shuiyue Peak to be a place like this."

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have come here."

Shen Feixia smiled and said, "It's not too late for Junior Brother Xiao to know now."

Xiao Yun sneered and said: "In that case, Senior Sister Shen still doesn't need to go to Xiaozhu Peak."

"Our Xiaozhu Peak is full of what you call 'servants'. It's better for relatives like Senior Sister Shen not to stay with the 'servants'."

Shen Feixia smiled slightly and did not respond to Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun didn't have time to dwell too much here.

Nowadays, foreign enemies are invading, and every second is precious.

Since these people in Shuiyue Peak refused to save him, he could only quickly find other people for help!

As soon as Xiao Yun finished speaking, he immediately flew towards the Wuchen Peak with his sword.

Wuchen Peak is the closest peak to Shuiyue Peak.

Xiao Yun wanted them to come to Shuiyue Peak to take the injured handyman disciples to Xiaozhu Peak.

After Xiao Yun flew away with his sword, a Shuiyue Peak true disciple came to Shen Feixia angrily and cursed: "Who does that Xiao Yun count?"

"How dare you speak to you like this, Senior Sister? How can you bear this, Senior Sister? I would have fallen out with him long ago..."

"Crack!" A crisp sound.

As soon as the Shuiyue Peak disciple finished speaking, he received a heavy slap on the cheek.

Shen Feixia glared at the disciple and gritted her teeth: "What? You think you are already better than me, right?"

"I need you to teach me how to do things?"

A beaten true disciple is like a dog beaten and scolded by its owner.

He didn't dare to show any displeasure after being beaten.

He lowered his head in horror and apologized: "Senior Sister Shen, I didn't mean that."

Shen Feixia snorted coldly and said, "Next time I speak, I'll get past your pig brain!"

The true disciple responded repeatedly.

It's not that Shen Feixia is broad-minded and can tolerate Xiao Yun's rudeness, but it's Xiao Yun's strength that Shen Feixia really can't figure out.

Xiao Yun could suppress her silently.

And he still has the Dragon-Slaying Sword in hand.

The combination of the two made Shen Feixia extremely afraid of Xiao Yun.

She wanted to fall out, but she hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't muster the courage.

The surrounding Shuiyue Peak disciples saw that Shen Feixia was angry, and they all remained silent and did not dare to express their anger.

Only one close friend who usually had good relations with Shen Feixia took advantage of her close relationship with Shen Feixia and took the initiative to ask: "Senior Sister, should we go to Xiaozhu Peak now?"

Shen Feixia glanced around at the surrounding Shuiyue Peak disciples.

"Of course I want to go. Then Xiao Yun is just a handyman running errands. Why should we listen to him?"

"The more he doesn't let us go, the more we go."

"When we meet up with Senior Brother Zhong, we will work together to wipe out the foreign enemies!"

A group of Shuiyue Peak disciples quickly echoed.

......

When Xiao Yun arrived at Wuchen Peak.

The battle here continues.

Thousands of monks bombarded Wuchen Peak with various spells and magic weapons.

But the disciples of Wuchen Peak were not injured.

Hundreds of disciples, shrouded in a translucent seven-story pagoda, worked hard to convey spiritual power to this magic weapon.

Senior Brother Rong Shan of Wuchen Peak stood at the front of the crowd, holding a white jade pagoda with a solemn expression.

At this time, his face was already a little pale, and sweat was pouring from his forehead.

The white jade pagoda in his palm vibrated crazily, as if it was about to explode at any moment.

Shi Kang, a disciple of Wuchen Peak who was defeated by Xiao Yun in the Seventh Summit, stood behind senior brother Rong Shan and asked with concern: "Brother, let me do it. The White Jade Exquisite Tower consumes too much spiritual energy. If you continue to hold on, , your golden elixir will be useless!"

Zhao Xiaohuan's ex-boyfriend Yue Su also echoed: "Brother, let's do it instead. Don't insist anymore."

Wuchen Peak's senior brother Rong Shan gasped for breath and said: "Your foundation is too weak, you can't hold on..."

"Don't worry about me... As long as I hold on for a while longer, when Master comes back... we will be saved..."

"Quickly...continue to send spiritual power to the White Jade Exquisite Tower!!!"

Yue Su and Shi Kang looked at each other. Although they felt extremely sorry for their senior brother Rongshan, they had no choice but to retreat and try their best to send spiritual power to Bai Yu Linglong Pagoda.

In the entire Wuchen Peak, except for the senior brother Rongshan, no one else can exert the full effect of the White Jade Exquisite Tower.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Under the bombardment of thousands of people, the divine light emitted by the White Jade Exquisite Tower became weaker and weaker.

It is only a matter of time before it is broken.

The spiritual power in Rongshan's body has almost been drained away by the White Jade Exquisite Tower.

His heart was filled with despair...

Looking at the enemies in the air with ferocious looks and weird smiles.

Rongshan's eyes were full of determination and he said: "Master... I forgive my disciple for not being able to serve you..."

As soon as the words are finished.

Blood suddenly oozed from Rongshan's nostrils, ears, eyes, and mouth.

The originally exhausted spiritual energy was forcibly squeezed out from his spiritual roots...

But even so, Bai Yu Linglong Tower is still crumbling and looks like it will be breached at any time.

Wan Zheng saw his elder brother Rongshan bleeding from Qiqiao and immediately rushed to his side.

He took out a piece of meat the size of a palm from his arms and said, "Elder brother, this can replenish spiritual power. Eat it quickly."

Rongshan just glanced at the dragon meat in Wan Zheng's palm and didn't look at it again.

He panted heavily and said, "I... have my own elixir to replenish my spiritual power."

"Junior Brother Wan...don't disturb me here...step back..."

Wan Zheng was just about to explain that it was a piece of dragon meat, when he suddenly saw a bright sword light flying quickly towards this side of the sky.

The sword light has not yet rushed forward.

Suddenly one divided into two, two divided into four...

In just a few breaths, the entire sky was occupied by sword lights!

The sword light was densely packed, covering the sky and the sun!

Looking at the flying swords coming towards him, Wan Zheng suddenly thought of something.

He couldn't help shouting: "It's Jian Yu!"

"Senior Brother Xiao's special skill Sword Rain! Senior Brother Xiao is here!"

Rongshan felt happy after seeing the sword rain in the sky. Are reinforcements from other peaks coming?

Great, Wuchen Peak is saved now!

But as the sword rain got closer and closer, Rongshan's heart sank.

Because he sees clearly.

The only reinforcement that came was Xiao Yun...