Chapter: 7243

He didn't expect that the female disciple of the Heavenly Fiend Sect would cooperate so well, it was just right, if he made a direct move, it would inevitably fall into the mouth.

There are also many people in the Tiansha Sect, who can overwhelm Taoist Tianhua.

"Hehehe."

Taoist Tianhua moved towards Zhang Han.

"Elder Tianhua, be careful, they are plotting very hard!" Xuan Chen shouted.

He was not afraid of Elder Tianhua's injury, but wanted to make him die.

The pain on the face is not real pain, the pain in the heart is what makes him hate.

To slap your face in public, is it shameless to treat me as Xuanchen?

"Do it!"

"Elder Tianhua wants to kill them."

Countless Chixia Sect disciples were startled, and the discussion gradually subsided, and many people even held their breath and focused on the scene on the field.

Protector Xu of the Heavenly Fiend Zong sternly yelled at Mu Xue: "Come back soon!"

He was even prepared to meet the wrath of Taoist Tianhua.

Mu Xue turned her head and cupped her hands:

"Thank you Elder Xu for your kindness, but I have to follow my master."

hiss!

An angry Elder Xu fought with his body: "Rotten wood! Rotten wood can't be carved!"

It doesn't help to blow your beard and stare.

She gave up the sect's protection by herself, Taoist Tianhua seized this, with reason and evidence, even if Mu Xue was killed, the Tiansha sect would not be able to explain why.

On the side of Zhen Wuzong, a few people shook their heads after seeing this:

"It seems that those three people are about to perish."

"Unfortunately, I have heard about Mu Xue's name a little bit, and she is also one of the arrogance, but she fell on the road of cultivation."

"Why don't they know how to forbear? In the world of cultivating the immortals, the weak are preyed upon by the strong. They can completely attach themselves to the Heavenly Fiend Sect temporarily, and they won't end up dying."

Among the many discussions.

The figure of Taoist Tianhua rushed towards Zhang Han like a ray of light.

Zhang Han only took five steps forward.

He quietly looked at Taoist Tianhua in front of him.

"die!"

Behind Taoist Tianhua, a faint phantom of a long sword suddenly condensed, accompanying his figure.

A supernatural power, and his attack secret technique, came one after another.