This sudden change can be said to amaze everyone in the audience.


    Who would have thought that at such a critical juncture, there would be complications.


    And you know, it''s the saint level combat power that determines the victory or defeat at the moment.


    Even a false Saint cannot control the war, let alone intervene in the battle between saints.


    Such a sudden situation also made the three saints of the three dynasties frown and look at the figure stepping into the air.


    The visitor was a middle-aged man in black with a sword in his arms.


    His long gray hair swayed in the wind. On his cold face like a knife, there were two scars crisscross, which looked very lonely and cold.


    Come, not others


    Impressively, he is the saint of solitary cloud sword, cold thousand marks!


    When the figure was seen clearly, the onlookers'' faces in the distance first stagnated, and then there was surprise in their pupils.


    "Am I right? Is that... Cold thousand marks, the saint of solitary cloud sword?"


    "Yes, it''s cold thousand marks, but when did he become a saint?"


    Among the millions of warriors, there was a sound of surprise and amazement.


    Lengqianhen''s fame is not weak.


    He is a well-known strong man of San Xiu pseudo saint, and he was famous all over the world for refusing the solicitation of Kendo alliance.


    However, it was beyond everyone''s expectation that such a strong man who was famous for his cold and rebellious character would intervene in the war between the dynasties at the moment.


    "Are you... Gu Yun sword saint?"


    The emperor of the earth war, the old man of magic bone and Huo Tianxiong looked at each other with an unexpected look in their eyes.


    They have also heard of the name of cold thousand marks.


    But if the cold thousand mark is still the previous pseudo holy realm, they won''t care at all.


    However, the cold thousand marks are in the same state with them.


    "As saints, you really don''t want any face."


    A touch of coldness appeared on lengqian Mark''s face.


    "Lengqianhen, it''s really surprising that you broke through the holy one of heaven robbery, but why did you intervene in the war between the dynasties?" the land war emperor frowned.


    "Yes, lengqianhen, you''ve always been alone and won''t work for any forces. Don''t tell me you''re going to stand out for the sword Dynasty today?" the old man''s face was not very good-looking.


    Today, the three of them appeared to destroy the sword Dynasty.


    If even the saints of the three dynasties join hands, they can''t erase the sword Dynasty.


    If it gets out, where else will their reputation go?


    Hearing the old man''s words, the people in the sword Dynasty were also nervous.


    "I didn''t expect that the Guyun sword Saint would make a move. Is he on a whim or really trying to help us?" Wu Hongyan was very worried.


    She really doesn''t want to see yitianqing fight the three saints alone.


    "Hey, at the beginning, the leader of aoshenzhou alliance tried to win over lengqianhen, but he failed. This time, it is estimated that..." master Jian was about to stop talking.


    Obviously, he didn''t believe that lengqianhen, who was grumpy and lonely, would suddenly be kind and help the sword Dynasty.


    Below, Jian Jinghong, mu Xingzhu, Ling Moshu and others are all worried. They don''t know what lengqianhen''s position is.


    The rest of the martial artists of the sword Dynasty knelt down on one knee to lengqianhen and shouted.


    "I hope you can help me!"


    "Ask Lord lengqianhen to help the sword Dynasty. Don''t let the vice alliance leader fight alone!"


    The cries of one after another came out, which was quite infectious.


    On the other side, Hua Tianyue changed slightly. He looked at lengqianhen and said, "Guyun sword saint, this is a battle between dynasties. I hope you don''t interfere."


    "Oh... Who can restrain me, Leng Qianhong, you?" Leng Qianhong showed a cold smile.


    When the sword edge in his arms was shocked, a wisp of ice cold sword light cut through the void and went to Hua Tianyue.


    Hua Tianyue''s face suddenly changed. At this time, the old man of magic bone leaned out and blocked the blow.


    He stared at lengqian trace with a calm face and said, "tell me your position."


    "The kindness of dripping water is reported by Yongquan. If anyone wants to tell Fu Jian Dynasty, ask Gu Han sword in my hand first!"


    The cold thousand marks fell, and the cold frost burst out, as if the whole world was frozen.


    "What, you really want to stand out for the sword Dynasty. Who can give you a favor?" Huo Tianxiong said in a deep voice.


    "Dugu wubai!" Leng Qianxian said four words faintly.


    Dead silence


    Millions of martial artists are silent.


    The people of the four aristocratic families and the three dynasties also looked dull.


    Dugu wubai?


    Dugu wubai, whose shrine was destroyed?


    Dugu wubai who was trapped in Wutian sword realm?


    At the moment, the minds of the four aristocratic families and the three dynasties can''t turn around.


    They really don''t understand that a little person who is extremely fragile in their eyes is qualified to invite lengqiantrace, the Giant Buddha.


    "Dugu wubai, Dugu wubai again!"


    Hearing these four words, Hua Tianyue''s eyes immediately flashed a bitter cold light.


    He will never forget Dugu wubai, because it was Dugu wubai who killed his son Hua Wuxiu.


    On the other hand, the sword Dynasty is also dull.


    Jian Jinghong and others were stunned.


    When did ye guchen get involved with Gu Yun Jiansheng?


    "Is it......" Wu Hongyan and master Jian looked at each other and suddenly understood something.


    "It turned out that he gave Leng qianhen the fruit of the holy way." master Jian laughed.


    "It''s really him. He even hid it?" Wu Hongyan also had to admire ye guchen''s meticulous mind.


    In the distance, Meng Zhen and Meng churan, Luo Yu and others all have stiff faces.


    Especially Meng churan.


    She didn''t expect that a young man who was so despised by her could not only find the king of monsters to help the war, but also the famous Guyun sword saint to help the sword dynasty because of Ye guchen.


    However, after the shock, Meng churan patted his chest and vomited a deep breath: "although I don''t know why he could invite the Guyun sword saint, he himself can never come out of wutianjian."


    Leng qianhen''s attitude is undoubtedly extremely firm.


    He has a cold temper, but he has a clear distinction between kindness and resentment.


    Ye guchen helped him become a saint, so he was willing to help the sword Dynasty avoid the crisis.


    "Since you insist, there''s no way, but if you think that the sword Dynasty can avoid this disaster with you, it''s too naive." the dizhan emperor shook his head.


    Even with the cold thousand marks, the sword Dynasty is only two saints.


    On their side, there are still three.


    If they separate two people and involve heaven reliant feeling and cold thousand marks, the remaining saint will bring a devastating blow to the sword Dynasty.


    Not to mention a group of false saints.


    "Yitianqing, leave it to me. Let me see if it''s you or the overlord in my sword!" Huo Tianxiong flashed, broke through the void and killed yitianqing with a knife.


    "Then let me entangle the cold thousand mark." the earth war emperor also shot, and the golden axe waved towards the cold thousand mark.


    "Hey, these are the best flesh and blood. They can be used to cultivate my white bone puppet."


    The old man of magic bone flashed and broke through the line of defense.


    Yitianqing and lengqianhen want help, but they are entangled by Huo Tianxiong and dizhan emperor.


    "The pathetic mole ants have become the holy food, which is the destination of your life!"


    A blood color vortex appeared in the palm of the old man''s hand.


    A terrible suction burst out, and some weaker martial artists below burst open, pulled out by blood and absorbed by the blood vortex.


    "Hateful!"


    The swordsman, Wu Hongyan and other pseudo saints can only protect some people. The vast majority of the sword King''s military pilgrims are broken one by one.


    "Damn beast!" Jian Jinghong and other swords were about to break their teeth, but there was nothing he could do.


    Now, the sword Dynasty is really powerless to return to heaven.


    "Hey... Is this the end of the sword dynasty?"


    Everyone in the distance sighed.


    However, people thought that the end of the sword Dynasty was fixed.


    A voice filled with endless cold suddenly came from the distant sky.


    "Today, I, Dugu wubai, want to let the blood of the holy one dye the sky hundreds of millions of miles!"