"Headmaster!" several elders reacted at this time. As soon as they took off, they rushed out and protected Ji Changsheng in the middle.


    "Headmaster, how are you?" Ji Changsheng, a veteran, held him in his arms and asked urgently.


    "Temporarily... Temporarily nothing." Ji Changsheng said weakly. With the help of the elder, he struggled to stand up and looked at Yang Xuan falling slowly from the sky.


    "Devil, I''ll fight with you." an elder shouted angrily and was about to rush out.


    "Come back, don''t die." Ji Changsheng shouted angrily, but caused the injury and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.


    Yang Xuan didn''t even look at the elder. His eyes penetrated the crowd and fell on Ji Changsheng''s face. He slowly said, "Changsheng is just a dream. Waking up is death. Ji Changsheng, do you know why I didn''t kill you?"


    Ji Changsheng said with a tragic smile, "Bai Zong''s major is Tongtian. Ji''s skills are not as good as people. Now life and death are in your hands. What else can you say? It''s just that I want my Changsheng door to lower you and help the tiger."


    Yang Xuan shook his head and said faintly, "you are wrong. I always mean what I say. Since you have chosen to die, no one can live. Turning into dust is your eternal life."


    Ji Changsheng said with a tragic smile, "why don''t you do it, Lord Bai?"


    "I''m just waiting for you to take out the immortal treasure." Yang Xuan looked at him and said faintly.


    There was an immortal treasure in Changsheng gate, but Ji Changsheng didn''t take it out from beginning to end. He was very curious about this.


    Ji Changsheng didn''t answer this question. He just took a long breath and said in a high voice, "Changsheng disciples listen to the order. Today, my Changsheng coincides with a great disaster, you..."


    He stopped. After a long silence, he spit out the last few words: "you, run for your life."


    "Headmaster, headmaster!"


    As soon as this remark came out, the whole longevity gate was in chaos, and countless faces were covered with tears and wept bitterly.


    More people looked resolute and shouted: "we fight with the devil. It''s better to die than to live in a muddle."


    "Yes, I''ll die if I fight with him. Eighteen years later, I''ll be a hero again."


    "Fight, fight, devil, I will bite you when I die."


    For a time, the crowd was angry, and hundreds of disciples rushed to Yang Xuan with death at home.


    "Don''t..." Ji Changsheng lost his voice and exclaimed.


    But it''s too late.


    Hiss, hiss, hiss!


    Countless strong stone spikes poked out of the void and pierced all the hundreds of disciples who rushed out with the sound of death.


    The original noisy Changsheng gate was suddenly quiet.


    "Bai Qi, you bastard..." an elder scolded wildly, and his eyes were ready to crack.


    But the next moment, a light golden light crossed his neck. When the blood rushed to the sky, a great head flew into the sky and fell to the ground.


    "White, I fuck your ancestors..." another elder scolded angrily.


    Click!


    An invisible force passed by, his neck twisted at a strange angle, and then there was no breath.


    The rest of the elders and disciples showed fear on their faces. What frightened him was not Yang Xuan''s means of killing, nor the terrible cultivation that controlled everything, but Yang Xuan''s look.


    From beginning to end, Yang Xuan''s expression was very indifferent, as if he killed several chickens, not people.


    It''s as easy as pulling out a few weeds.


    "Devil... Devil, devil..." one of the disciples trembled, felt his legs weak and couldn''t stand.


    "Ji Changsheng, where is the immortal treasure?" Yang Xuan lost his patience and looked directly at Ji Changsheng.


    Ji Changsheng was miserable, suddenly knelt down and shouted, "Ji Changsheng is ashamed of his ancestors, Ji Changsheng is ashamed of his ancestors."


    For a time, the whole longevity gate fell into despair.


    Yang Xuan shook his head. Since Ji Changsheng couldn''t get the immortal treasure, he didn''t have to wait.


    "Die!" he said faintly, announcing the end of Changsheng gate.


    Boom!


    As night fell, the stars began to tremble.


    Ji Changsheng and other elders and disciples were full of despair, waiting for death.


    At this time, a startling flood suddenly swept across the sky, scattered the stars, broke through the night, and swept straight towards the Changsheng gate.


    "Stand, die!" a startling roar shook the world and roared.


    A huge sword light, like the Jiutian waterfall, rushed down to Yang Xuan with the momentum of thunder.


    Everyone''s attention was attracted by the huge sword light.


    Ji Changsheng looked excited. His face was full of surprise and disbelief. He murmured, "is this...?"


    Several old elders also showed disbelief on their faces, and there was hope and surprise in their eyes.


    "Is this...?"


    Yang Xuan looked up slightly, and the huge sword light was close at hand, like Mount Tai pressing the top, to destroy everything.


    "Yes!" he said faintly, then stretched out a finger.


    Boom!


    The world is turbulent, and cracks appear in the surrounding space, making a crackling sound


    The air is stirred by invisible forces to form visible ripples, which spread around, destroying everything around.


    "No!" Ji Changsheng exclaimed. He endured the pain and pushed out his hands together. Then a light blue barrier appeared and protected the people behind him.


    "Help me!" he shouted.


    The other elders reacted and fought together. Their aura surged wildly and integrated into the barrier.


    At this time, the ripple has hit.


    Click, click.


    The barrier laid by the people together did not hold for a second, but turned into fragments.


    Ripples spread, and everywhere they go, they disappear.


    Fortunately, the crowd was far away, and the barrier jointly laid by Ji Changsheng and the elders resisted it, which spared the Changsheng sect.


    When the sword light dissipated, a middle-aged man in white appeared in front of Yang Xuan, holding a long green steel sword, Ling Feng stood proudly.


    "It''s the ancestor of Chengfeng, it''s the ancestor of Chengfeng." an elder lost his voice and exclaimed, looking very excited.


    "Master Chengfeng, Changsheng gate is saved, Changsheng gate is saved." an elder left excited tears and roared up to the sky.


    "It''s the ancestor of Chengfeng. The ancestor of Chengfeng is back. Changsheng gate is saved."


    "Heaven has eyes, heaven has eyes."


    All the disciples wept excitedly.


    Ji Changsheng slowly closed his eyes and murmured to himself: "Lao Zu..."


    The long sword against Yang Xuan''s fingertips slowly took back. The man in white looked at Yang Xuan coldly, and his eyes were full of killing opportunities.


    "White?"


    Yang Xuan smiled and asked, "who are you?"


    The man in white had a stronger sense of killing in his eyes and said, "I''m Ji Chengfeng."


    Yang Xuan shook his head and said three words lightly: "I haven''t heard of it."


    Ji Chengfeng didn''t speak this time. He just turned slowly and looked around the Changsheng gate.


    The glorious Changsheng gate in the past is now broken walls, revealing its dilapidation everywhere. At the collapsed gate, the word Changsheng, which is exposed under the broken bricks and tiles, is covered with blood and dust, which is difficult to identify.


    Blood everywhere, bodies everywhere.


    The corpse on the stone thorn suddenly appeared on the ground, and still died in peace.


    In particular, Ji Chengfeng was bleeding when he looked at his immortal sect elders and disciples with the rest of his life and hope.


    Once upon a time, the glorious Changsheng gate fell into such a field.


    "You should die!"


    He turned around and stared at Yang Xuan, word by word.


    Yang Xuan smiled.