These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

They will easily perish in the torrent of history. They are definitely not towering trees that can stand firm in the face of storms and possess formidable strength. They will be like the grass around them. When the wind and waves come, they may not even look at them and they will drift away in the air.

Perhaps no one cares whether the weak still need to survive.

But Li Hanyang knew that his master cared.

Despite his seemingly unreliable old man status and being disliked by many, and despite appearing to be equally adept at verbal sparring with anyone, he automatically backs down when it comes to matters of strength. He ignores challenges from anyone if possible, and if he can't ignore them, he plays dead.

But probably no one expected that on this day, he would take the initiative to stand here and let them go first.

They refused to give up on any of them, even those who were rootless duckweed, wanting them to survive.

Li Hanyang's desperate shouts.

In the distance, one could almost see the old man drawing his sword and turning back to say, "What are you crying for? Wait until you're at my grave. Damn it, I was planning to be a coward for life, but looks like that's not going to happen. Oh well... I'm a Dragon Slayer after all!"

"call out!"

Li Hanyang saw that sword light, shining brilliantly.

He had turned around, tears streaming down his face, shoving those around him and roaring furiously.

"Hurry up and leave!! Do you want your master to die in vain? Qingting Peak will remember this day!!"

Some people ran while crying. Their countless hearts were connected with the old man's figure, which seemed to have begun to dance, but the distance between them was gradually widening. They were almost... going in opposite directions.

"boom!!"

Elder Xue blocked Yuan Wei's attack with a single sword strike.

His face was gloomy as he looked coldly at Yuan Wei, who seemed to have given his all.

"You, a mere Dragon Slayer Realm cultivator, are delusional to think you can stop us. You can't even exchange your life for ours."

Yuan Wei held his sword in one hand, his beard fluttering in the night wind, the cold wind unable to obscure his bright and spirited eyes.

Many people may have seen his shrewd and mercenary eyes, and his calculating face, but few have seen Yuan Wei at this moment, as resolute as a swordsman.

"You'll only know if you try, damn it... You bunch of kids, ten years ago you were probably running around naked, and now you're pretending to be innocent with your Uncle Yuan!"

"Form ranks and charge!"

Elder Xue issued a simple order with a cold face.

Immediately, the disciples of Fulong Temple hurriedly separated, peering at Yuan Wei in the middle from various angles. They were like a pack of hyenas, just waiting for this beast to reveal a weakness.

Yuan Wei hadn't thought that much about it at all. Perhaps by now he understood that thinking about it more wouldn't help.

Killing one is a win, killing one is not a loss, killing two is enough to break even, killing three is a huge profit, and killing four is a huge profit!

What's there to be afraid of?!

"Give me your life!"

Yuan Wei roared like a tiger, his sword flashing.

He thrust his sword at Elder Xue in front of him, but Elder Xue, who had previously fought Yuan Wei and knew Yuan Wei's strength well, was not afraid at all. He gathered his energy and raised his longsword.

"court death!"

The sword light seemed to surround him, his feet firmly planted like a rock, waiting for Yuan Wei to come and die, while he remained motionless, waiting for a counterattack.

As Yuan Wei approached Elder Xue, seemingly unstoppable, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

The sword trembled.

"boom!!"

The sword light surged, but it was aimed at Elder Xue's unprepared disciple on the side!

In the midst of the chaos, Elder Xue's eyes widened, while the disciple was caught off guard, and his hasty defense proved futile.

Yuan Wei's sword pierced through his shoulder, and blood sprayed onto the snow-covered ground!

"You old bastard!!"

Elder Xue was furious, but Yuan Wei chuckled and said, "Haven't you heard of the saying 'the older, the more monstrous'?"

After severely injuring the opponent's disciple with a single sword strike, Yuan Wei revealed his true form, which was that strange figure.

He weaved back and forth between the enemy's formation, inflicting minor or serious injuries every now and then. In no time, the encirclement grew larger and larger, and no one dared to approach this old but still vigorous man.

Seeing that the situation was not good and the figures of the disciples in the distance were gradually disappearing, Elder Xue could not care about anything else.

He pointed the sword at Yuan Wei and chanted an incantation.

"Bind!"

After he finished speaking, the sword light spread from Elder Xue's feet toward Yuan Wei.

Yuan Wei knew something was wrong and quickly shifted his body to prepare to dodge.

But I never expected that at this very moment...

Several disciples of the Fulong Temple drew their swords together.

The sword light filled the sky, almost blocking all his escape routes.

Not only that, the strange sword energy spread to his feet at an extremely fast speed.

The moment the object reached his feet, Yuan Wei's movements froze, as if his body had been frozen in place. He mustered his strength, and although he wasn't completely unable to move, his movements were far more sluggish than before!

Sword light swept across the sky and covered the earth!

"hiss!"

The sword light tore wildly, and Yuan Wei's talent was indeed not as good as those top masters. He could not dismantle the sword carefully and could only resist with all his might.

But in an instant, Yuan Wei's clothes were torn in many places, and the shocking wounds caused blood to spray out.

Yuan Wei was in a sorry state, standing in the middle and having his strength wasted for no reason, with nowhere to escape.

Elder Xue seized the opportunity and sneered.

"Alright, you old fool, you've had your fill of playing the hero. I'm taking your head!"

Elder Xue leaped up, sword in hand, and arrived like a shooting star.

The sword tip was pointed directly at Yuan Wei's neck, and Yuan Wei was powerless to retaliate at that moment.

Suddenly, an incredibly beautiful face appeared before Elder Xue, and he was shocked and instinctively cried out.

"Lu Qingyan!"

"boom!!!"

His response was a heavy blow.

Lu Qingyan landed slowly after delivering a punch to Elder Xue's face, while Elder Xue coughed up blood and tumbled backward.

The people around looked at the woman who had suddenly appeared with surprise and uncertainty.

Yuan Wei looked at Lu Qingyan, panting heavily.

"What are you doing here? Do you think I, an old man, need you to save me?!"

Clearly resentful of being saved by this woman, Lu Qingyan didn't say much, but simply said in a deep voice.

“This is not just your business. If the disciples and elders of the Yuanjian Sect want to protect you, then we will protect you together.”

After that sentence.

"what!!"

Suddenly someone screamed in agony. Elder Xue, who was covering his face, looked through the gaps between his fingers and saw that his disciple had been pierced through the heart by a sword!

He slowly fell down, revealing a burly figure from the shadows.

"Chen Ran of Red Eyebrow Peak!"

"boom!!"

On the other side, the disciple, still in shock, had no time to react before his head was slapped away and landed right in front of Elder Xue.

Elder Xue's eyes twitched violently, not even caring that his face was covered in blood.

Suddenly, another man with a gloomy and cold expression stepped out.

"Xie Jin of Zitan Peak!"

The four elders gathered together, seemingly having planned their support in advance. Elder Xue had already guessed that this was the other side's arrangement, or perhaps a pre-arranged collaboration...

It's just not right...

"There's one more..."

Elder Xue narrowed his eyes, his Dragon Slayer Realm companions cautiously on guard. Those disciples who died were simply dead; sacrifices always had to be made, as long as there was value in it…

There's another one... Where is the other one? Why hasn't she appeared yet? What is she waiting for?!

Elder Xue suddenly had a flash of inspiration and felt a chill behind him, almost as if he were being pricked by thorns.

"They're behind!"

Elder Xue let out a strange cry and his body suddenly shifted, a cold sword light almost grazing his face.

By the time Elder Xue realized what was happening, thick, sticky blood was already flowing down his cheek...

When he looked closely, a stunningly beautiful woman with a cold demeanor was already standing in front of him, holding a long sword that seemed to gleam with a chilling light, and said in a cold voice.

"Xuejian Peak, Lin Ruoyin".

We've all arrived...

Elder Xue was on high alert, but he did not exhibit hysterical fear.

Instead, he burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha... You still have no idea what you're about to face... How pathetic..."

Lu Qingyan looked coldly at Elder Xue and said in a deep voice.

"No matter what, what you want to do is impossible to succeed."

"A group of elders willing to risk their lives for their disciples? Hahahaha... You won't find anyone as stupid and honest as you in the entire Immortal Continent!"

Lu Qingyan, however, ignored the mockery.

"Do you think that we brought our disciples up the mountain and taught them cultivation just to make them serve us as tools? There are some things you will never understand, and it's bound to lead to your deaths, isn't it? I don't think so."