Since ancient times, people have been social animals, and this kind of social life often represents a position, such as: you can be independent, but you cannot be rebellious.

It's like an old woman being bullied by a few gangsters. If everyone is watching the fun, then you will not be too troublesome if you mingle among the crowd or even say a few words of cold words and ridicule.

But if everyone works together to fight the gangsters, you can watch the fun on the side, or say a few rumors like "You nosy dogs... eggs!"

Then basically you will have a lot of trouble.

At the least, a storm-like punch and foot hit you, plus a few spits, if it is heavier, you should basically throw it into the river, or let you know why the flowers are so red.

Now Lingyun Tower...

It's probably such an embarrassing situation.

Although Lingyun Tower, one of the five sects of the Holy Land, has a high status, when everyone is working together, you are watching on the wall, which will make people feel a little unhappy.

And this kind of unhappy name is called Public Indignation!

"Owner, what should we do?" The woman in the red dress who had been standing behind Qian Yu looked at the bad eyes around her, and naturally felt a sense of crisis.

"Boy, even I dare to plot against you!" Qian Yu was obviously angry, but no matter how angry she was, it seemed to be useless, because Fang Zhengzhi's words had already put her on the target of public criticism.

Could it be that you are really going to be led by this brat?

Of course Qian Yu was a little unwilling to give up. After all, this was not just a matter of her personal face, but also a matter of Lingyunlou's status.

The reason is very simple...

Because, after this, if she sent a few disciples from Lingyun Tower to participate in the fight, she would no longer be able to recover the embarrassing position of Lingyun Tower.

After all, everyone will feel that Lingyunlou is not really standing on the same front as them, but is forced to participate.

what to do?

One thought after another flashed through Qianyu's mind, but these thoughts were quickly denied by her. In the end, one thought was frozen in her mind.

But when this idea was frozen, Qian Yu really had the urge to kill Fang Zhengzhi. However, in order to preserve Lingyunlou's prestige, she had to do it.

Very angry!

But he still has to pretend to be calm.

"A small Nangong Hao, I can't even get the four sects of so many sects and the five sects of the Holy Realm? Alas... the Holy Realm is different now!" Qian Yu stood up from the chair, his eyes like a bright moon swept around, and a proud aura naturally revealed his body.

As soon as this said, the disciples of the sects around him were stunned. Even Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others changed a little.

After all, this is like accusing them of uselessness.

"That's so hateful!"

"I'm obviously afraid of the disciple's sacrifice, but I still speak so righteously?"

"That's right, Lingyun Tower is just like that!"

The disciples of the sect are not stupid. How could they not hear such ridicule?

But soon, their mouths closed one after another, because behind Qian Yu, figures in long skirts had already walked out one after another.

Lingyun Tower has always had a special status among the five gates of the Holy Land.

This status is naturally not because all the Lingyun Tower Gate are female disciples, but because Lingyun Tower has powerful strength that is enough to make people feel tremble.

And now...

Dozens of Lingyun Tower disciples came out, arranged neatly and in a consistent manner. As a result, they swallowed the words they said.

"To be honest, I, Lingyun Tower, really don't want to participate in your melee. It's simply a disgrace to you. You all retreat. I, Lingyun Tower, can take Nangong Hao with one door!" Qian Yu's voice sounded again at this time, with a cold expression, and a supreme domineering aura in his voice.

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"Don't want to be involved in this kind of melee?"

"Silent identity?!"

The disciples of the sects around him suddenly became angry, but this anger was different from the "hostility" just now, because the source of this anger was Lingyunlou's arrogance.

But the fact is that Lingyunlou's style of acting in the Holy Realm has always been extremely arrogant, so although he was angry, there was no surprise.

And, the most important thing is...

Everyone quickly understood something that Ling Yunlou did not act with them, but was disdainful to work with them.

Angry, but helpless.

This is everyone's current state of mind.

"Auntie's trick is really clever!" Fang Zhengzhi's lips moved again, and at the same time, he blinked at Qian Yu, who was indifferent, and also gave a big finger.

Qian Yu naturally noticed Fang Zhengzhi's movements and lips, but he did not pay attention to Fang Zhengzhi anymore. He just turned his head to the side, snorted coldly, and then his eyes slightly raised to look at Nangong Hao floating in the air and surrounded by countless snow-white flowers.

"Seven stars look at the moon, burn everything!"

"Yes!" The dozens of Lingyun Tower disciples who walked out immediately responded when they heard Qian Yu's words, and then quickly set off their formation.

Almost in an instant, dozens of Lingyun Tower disciples also stood in eight positions, arranged by the Big Dipper, and seven "stars" were scattered.

And directly above the stars, there is a round "bright moon".

The seven-star moon-looking point naturally focused on the "bright moon" composed of several women in red dresses, while the other seven stars became the source of power for the bright moon.

"Buzz!" A soft sound was heard.

The flames in the sky rose and continued to spread from a star. Almost in an instant, the bright moon directly above the seven stars was completely lit up.

It's as red as fire.

This is a red moon, a red moon covered with flames.

The powerful momentum made the disciples of the sects around them unconsciously retreat a few steps, and their faces also showed expressions of shock and horror.

"Does of disciples are completely a kind of Tao!"

"Is this Lingyun Tower?"

"It's true that it's the same as the legend, too strong!"

If the disciples of the sect just now were a little angry at Qian Yu's words, then now, when they saw the scene in front of them, they naturally closed their mouths obediently.

Have strength!

What's wrong with being arrogant?

"Old man Mu, everyone has come to the door. If you don't bring some real people out, you will be really laughed at by someone who is useless!" Mo Shanshi looked at the burning red moon, and his expression was obviously dissatisfied.

After all, he also has dignity!

Wu Bi has already lost. If he is looked down upon in this battle, it will be difficult for Fuxi Valley's disciples to look up in the holy realm in the future.

Without hesitation, with a command, more than a hundred disciples from Fuxi Valley also came out. In front of these disciples, there were eight elders from Fuxi Valley.

"Let the people of Lingyun Tower see how the formation of our Fuxi Valley is different from theirs!" Mo Shanshi said this time without waiting for Mu Qingfeng to speak.

"Yes!" More than a hundred Fuxi Valley disciples responded immediately.

Then, more than a hundred Fuxi Valley disciples also moved, and each disciple showed a weapon like a "silver hook" in his hands.

"Ding Ding Ding!" After a sound.

The silver hooks in the hands of more than a hundred Fuxi Valley disciples also hooked each other together, and then they began to disperse rapidly using their bodies as the connection point.

"Buzz!" The silver light flashed.

More than a hundred disciples of Fuxi Valley moved rapidly, but there was no intention of stopping. However, as they moved, a huge river was formed in the field, a huge river composed entirely of silver hooks, which looked like a silver dragon swinging.

On the abdomen of the Silver Dragon, there were eight elders from Fuxi Valley standing, each elder had a weapon like a pointed claw on his hands.

"Kill!" With a fight, more than a hundred disciples rushed into the sky angrily, like a huge silver dragon flying into the sky, rushing towards Nangong Hao.

"Is this the formation of Fuxi Valley?"

"It's too exaggerated? I always thought that the formations were dead formations, but I didn't expect that the formation of Fuxi Valley... was actually a completely changing living formation?!"

"It's just a magical skill. Can the formation be used like this?"

It is unlikely that the disciples of the surrounding sects would have no shock at all when they saw this scene. After all, this is the first time they have seen this formation.

"Eight-clawed Silver Dragon Formation, I'll laugh!" Mo Shanshi looked at the Silver Dragon rushing into the sky, then at Qian Yu who was standing, and a smile unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth. After all, playing in front of Fuxi Valley is a bit too contemptuous of people.

"Oh..." Mu Qingfeng naturally saw Fuxigu, who was "leading in the lead". He felt so distressed. With his mind, how could he not see that all this was driven by Fang Zhengzhen behind his back.

But what can he do?

There is no way to stop it. Not only can it not be stopped, but it also has to pretend to be completely unaware of it and keep up with it desperately.

"One Hundred and Eight Sword Formation!"

"yes!"

With Mu Qingfeng's order, one hundred and eight disciples of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion rushed out, each holding a long sword flashing with cold light in his hand.

The sword moves, and the dragon roars endlessly.

Just like the endless waves, wave after wave, it kept pushing forward. Each time it was pushed, a cold sword intent rushed forward.

"What a strong sword intent!"
To be continued...