break the way [comprehension]

Chapter 131 Justice and Safety

These cultivators never thought that Du Ziteng would really do things right, or in other words, they never thought that the Hengxiao Sword Sect is the most upright sect in the world no matter how they come into contact with it, and they would actually produce such a disciple !How dare you do such a frivolous thing at the risk of the world's disdain and infamy!

Behind these monks were countless roaring and roaring monsters. At this moment, the tragic scene of being eaten by monsters flooded each of them again. cold.

Under extreme fear, a monk screamed: "I don't believe that your Hengxiao Sword Sect really dares!!!"

The cultivator screamed and rushed straight towards the light curtain. Many disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect had seen Du Ziteng's supernatural powers before, so how could they leave such obvious flaws? They all looked unbearable to see. Too much.

Sure enough, the cultivator bumped his head against the light curtain and made a loud bang. When he was thrown to the ground, blood dripped from his forehead, and he stared dumbly at everything behind the light curtain, as if he still had difficulty accepting this reality.

Du Ziteng held his hands coldly, the defensive formation of Xianyuan Town naturally couldn't form an formation as large as the "Yunheng Immortal Formation" in terms of attack power, and it was not even as powerful as the "Wuluo Immortal Formation" in terms of concealment ability. The function of "array" is only a defensive function, and the members of the Hengxiao Sword Sect are always straightforward in doing things, so naturally... they will not fight at the slightest discount.

The adjustment of the talismans that Du Ziteng sprinkled all the way did not shake the structural power of the guarding formation at all, but just adjusted the range of its distribution, thinking that he could enter with a physical impact?What a joke!

Seeing Du Ziteng's indifferent face and the indestructibility of the light curtain, a monk immediately begged desperately: "Please, let us in..."

"Let me go in. I have the God Grass of the Southern Darkness, the Light of the Crystalline, and the Pill of Revolving Breath. As long as you let me in, I will give you everything!"

Amidst the sound of thunder rolling on Yunheng Peak behind him and the disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect fighting in the distance, Du Ziteng, who loves money the most, was completely unmoved at this moment, without blinking his eyes.Even Shen Ren who was beside him was a little surprised at this moment, he never thought that Du Ziteng, who usually seemed so playful and unscrupulous, hardened his heart, and would be so hard-hearted.

Some disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect around were originally young, and they couldn't bear it when they had never experienced such a tragic scene. Du Ziteng's actions clearly violated the teachings of the sect, but at this moment his face was as hard as frost, and the cold The intention directly made everything around them condense, these disciples hesitated in their hearts, and for a while, none of them mustered up the courage to step forward.

The monks outside the light curtain were desperate to the point of anger: "Push us into a desperate situation! Aren't you afraid of punishment by the Hengxiao Sword Sect's sect rules?!"

"You kill them all, aren't you afraid of retribution?!"

"The Hengxiao Sword Sect is in vain a famous and decent sect, killing people is not dirty, you deserve to be killed more than these demons!"

"Your Hengxiao Sword sent you back, you deserve the thunder and thunder!!!"

At this moment, the thunder at the top of Yunheng Peak was rolling, and the sound became more and more intense. Du Ziteng looked back, and the window of thunder that was originally only a small part of the top of Yunheng Peak had quietly expanded to dozens of miles above their heads. On the ground, lightning flashed and thundered in the middle, the sky was dark and had a strange dark red blood color, which was very ominous, and the constantly flickering sword aura at the top of Yunheng Peak was faint like a candle in the wind in front of the evil that enveloped everything. .

When he turned his head and looked at the monks who were swearing endlessly and counting on the Hengxiao Sword Sect to protect them again, Du Ziteng's face was icy cold.

And the sword cultivator disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect were full of sympathy, thinking that as long as Du Ziteng calmed down, they would definitely beg him for mercy. After all, if these monks only think about the protection of the Hengxiao Sword Sect and don't want to contribute, it's okay to frighten them. Enough is enough, they have even secretly decided in their hearts that if any of these monks is in danger, they will try their best to punish Du Ziteng, even if they violate the elder's instructions, they will definitely come forward to rescue them.

But before they made such a choice, they heard those extremely vicious curses. At this moment, the sympathy on those young faces could not help but fade away.

These monsters will not give these monks too much time to react, the bony bones seem to have been hungry for a lifetime, so they open their bloody mouths around these monks, revealing their fangs and claws.

These monks saw that Du Ziteng didn't show any emotion, and the disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect behind him also didn't move. In desperation, they had to sacrifice their magic weapons and turned to meet the enemy.

Although these monks are all foundation-building cultivators, what they do most on weekdays is deal with business. This kind of close-to-hand combat is rare. These monsters are clad in scales and armor, and each one is so vicious. Crying, the scene was so tragic that it was unbearable to look directly at.

Du Ziteng, who had created such a cruel scene, turned around at this moment, his eyes slowly and heavily scanned the pictures that couldn't help turning away, avoiding the cruel scene, and even looked at him hesitating to speak. on young faces.

More than ninety percent of them are sword cultivators. At this moment, the thunder roared above their heads, the blood-colored sky hung down, and the roar of battles in the distance came from time to time. Du Ziteng didn't know whether he respected or hated the word sword cultivator more.

Integrity and chivalry is like drawing out the coldest and most flawless sect in the world with an iron ruler, marking out the upright chivalry that is responsible for the safety of the world, but now, this sect is already in jeopardy, and this upright chivalry may be overthrown at any time , and in front of his eyes, this group of sword cultivators would still sympathize, and would still be willing to help those in need.

Du Ziteng wanted to scold, he wanted to scold everyone from Huashen to Jindan including Daoist Changxiao and Xiao Chen! TMD obviously has the best military power in the world, but let himself fall into such a situation, isn't it stupid? !

When you can't take care of yourself, you still want to help others, but you are still a group of people who can obviously save themselves!Not what stupidity is!

But these upright and stubborn sword cultivators are his fellow sects, fellow sects who are as close as brothers, fellow sects where he fights against the demons for the entire comprehension world.

At this moment, it was difficult for Du Ziteng to discern the flames of sea water in his heart. He didn't know whether he was more proud or spurned more.

After taking a deep breath, he slowly said: "Brothers, please look up."

The blood-colored sky hangs low, as if the straight and steep mountain might be engulfed at any time. Countless thunder and lightning surround the most proud and revered mountain in their hearts. Everything is a terrible scene that cannot appear in a nightmare.

Thinking of Xiao Chen's determination to let the Heavenly Demon succeed in Xiao Chen's message just now, Du Ziteng suddenly felt sad: "Our Hengxiao Sword Sect has a total of eight God Transformation Masters, and one of them has already died in battle. Nineteen Nascent Soul Great Elders, and more than a hundred Golden Core Elders, are all on Yunheng Peak to resist the extraterritorial demons at this very moment."

These Liao Liao words made every disciple's eyes sore, and they clenched their swords tightly: "Senior Brother Du, can we go back? Go back and be with all the real people and elders, even if our cultivation base is low, but, but I He is also a disciple of the Sword Sect!"

"Senior Brother Du!" "Let's go back!" "We are willing to fight the Heavenly Demon!"

Du Ziteng looked at the group of disciples in front of him, and his love and hatred for Jianxiu became more and more complicated.

Shen Ren only stepped forward and said, "Everyone, if you go back, what will happen to Xianyuan Town?"

All the disciples were startled.

Shen Ren said slowly: "We are here, and the Hengxiao Sword Sect is here. The rest of you, no matter what your cultivation level is, their battlefield is on the peak, and our battlefield is here."

After these tough words, all the disciples were suddenly determined in their hearts, and they responded in unison.

Du Ziteng glanced at Shen Ren, but continued: "You Daoist Shen is right. The rest of the disciples, they are fighting against the demons. At least we must resist these monsters in front of them for them, and prevent the demons from succeeding in their plan to attack at the same time as the foreign contract!"

All the disciples responded solemnly.

Du Ziteng changed the subject, but said instead: "Heavenly Demon is coming, have you thought about a question, what about other sects?"

These disciples haven't turned the corner yet, they are a little dumbfounded, the other sects... Now the peak is fighting against the Heavenly Demon, they want to deal with these monsters at the bottom of the peak, why shut down other sects?

However, Du Ziteng snorted coldly, he knew that these stupid sword cultivators' brain circuits were like the swords in their hands, and they would never turn around: "Heavenly demons are coming, once they come, will it be the disaster of the entire cultivation world, or me?" The calamity of the Hengxiao Sword Sect?"

"...Naturally it's a disaster in the realm of comprehension." A disciple seemed to understand the meaning of Du Ziteng's question, but he couldn't help retorting because of the education of sword cultivators: "But, my Hengxiao Sword Sect is the leader of the righteous way, so naturally I should Stand up..."

"So it's our Hengxiao Sword Sect's responsibility that we deserve to be alone?!" Du Ziteng's gaze was as sharp as a knife, and he stabbed at the disciple who spoke just now.

That disciple was stunned, at this moment, the teachings of the master and the safety of the master collided repeatedly in his heart, which made it difficult for him to judge, the people on Yunheng Peak... were all fellow sword sects... they got along day and night The senior brother who practices swords is the elder who scolds fiercely but guides everything carefully...

Faintly, it wasn't just this disciple, something that had been firm in the hearts of many disciples present had collapsed.

Du Ziteng said indifferently: "The road is long. If you still want to act chivalrously in the future, I will not respond, but there is only one thing. Keep your eyes wide open for me to seriously judge whether you should take action, and do not endanger the sect and your own safety. The premise. The same is true for today's battle," Du Ziteng pointed to those monks who gradually found their way to fight against monsters: "Did you see that? Those outside are all foundation-building monks, and most of you are just refining Qi!"

Du Ziteng didn't expect that these straightforward sword cultivators could change everything overnight, he just hoped that they would be a little more selfish, really, just a little bit.

For example, if you meet the group of people in front of you who can save themselves no matter what, you don't have to take strange risks.

No matter what those monks say, they are also building foundations. According to Du Ziteng's previous judgment on the blood slaves, those monsters outside are probably only refined to a level between the first level and the second level. It's just that there are so many of these monsters, it's just that they need to beware of the danger under the siege.

The monks who were injured and trapped just now were just unable to adapt to the habit for a while. They had never seen such a monster, let alone fought. Under the panic, it is normal to be injured. At any rate, they have experienced the danger of cultivating the Tao and passed the first step. The monks at the big level calm down after seeing some blood. They are all rushing to trade, how can they not have some treasures for protection?

In the blink of an aura, the scene became stalemate for a moment. Du Ziteng's circle of the battle field was not random. The guard formation after he modified it was slightly sunken, like a pocket shape. No matter how many monsters there are, it can After all, the number of things that can be squeezed into the pockets is limited, and there are not so many monsters living around these foundation-building monks. In addition, some of them have friendship, and their lives are safe under mutual aid.

The smooth scene in front of him made many disciples feel relaxed, and they gradually fell into the contemplation induced by Du Ziteng's words just now, but everything in front of him did not relieve Du Ziteng's heavy expression in the slightest. Coming down, but only relying on the blood-colored dark sky propped up by the thin mountain peak, Du Ziteng's heart was filled with countless worries and oppressed beyond words.

At this moment, a blood-soaked monk frantically ran towards the light curtain, and all the disciples thought that he was frightened and crazy and came to the battle again?Unexpectedly, he stopped in front of the light curtain, and said excitedly: "Ten heads are exchanged for one hour, do you still count?"

Ten bloody and ferocious heads rolled out of his storage bag, Du Ziteng waved his hand, and when the monk opened his eyes again, he was already behind the light curtain!

This scene made the eyes of the many fighting monks suddenly brighten, and the movements of their hands suddenly accelerated, and the monsters trapped in their pockets seemed to be in short supply.