Wuwu and Ji Fengxing looked at the two of them in a daze.

At such an urgent moment, I still have time to take the rock-scissors and my heart is so big.

Feixingzhai really wants to blame him. With Qianliuguan’s strength, how can he solve this problem?

Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai were playing rock-paper-scissors with each other.

After three games, Yu Shangrong Sheng smiled indifferently: "Take the way."

Yu Zhenghai had to bear his hands and said, "I am the elder brother, so I should be humble."

Yu Shangrong won the victory and felt proud, so he didn't compete with him. This was happier than in the battle at the Eight Leaves at the peak of Yunzhao Forest Land.

Wuwu and Ji Fengxing were even more confused.

Since I settled down in Zhenghai.

The two often discussed Taoism in the pavilion, but never took action. One was a master of swordsmanship and the other was a master of swordsmanship. Over time, they could not find out why, so Ji Fengxing learned swordsmanship and swordsmanship and then made a judgment.

I don't know whether the two are enemies or fellow disciples.

...

The practitioners on the flying chariot slowly came to Qianliu Temple.

At the same time, in front of the Zhongzheng Hall above Qianliu Temple, elder Tian Buji personally led dozens of disciples to rush out of the air.

Floating on the side of the pavilion, greeting the flying chariot:

"I don't know which senior from Feixingzhai is here to welcome him or her, and she is missing. "

At the flying chariot rudder plate of Feixingzhai, an old man in sixty walked out, with a little hunched back, gray hair, and a small figure.

Tian Buji bowed:

"It turned out to be Elder Liang."

When the flying chariot was steady, the hunched old man, Liang Zidao, walked out of the flying chariot and floated in front of the flying chariot. Dozens of Feixingzhai disciples flew out together and stood in a row.

Liang Zidao narrowed his eyes, put his hands behind him, his eyes flashed across the pavilion, and fell on Tian Buji's body and said:

"Let Xia Changqiu come out and talk to me."

The old man spoke with some sound skills. Those with low cultivation had a buzzing head, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Tian Buji smiled and said, "Elder Liang came from afar. What is the so-called "Spectator is in seclusion and should not meet guests. It is the same as I said."

"no the same."

“What’s the difference?”

"You are too weak." Liang Zidao's voice was full of contempt.

His words were very straightforward.

Tian Buji said, "Elder Liang, as a practitioner, why should he insult others?"

Liang Zidao shook his head: "There are so many disciples in Feixingzhai who died in Qianliuguan and still hope that I will talk to you well. Are you thinking too much?"

"Their death has nothing to do with me, Qianliuguan." Tian Buji said.

"You still dare to argue!"

Liang Zidao raised his right hand.

Two people flew forward on both sides, one left and one right, and directly activated the Dharma body.

Two resonances, the Dharma body of a red lotus, the eight-leaf leaf of a red lotus, and the seven-leaf leaf of a red lotus lit up and then dissipated.

Tian Buji and others frowned slightly.

"I am not Lu Song, nor Xuan Ming... I am all smart people, so why bother to beat around the bush?" Liang Zidao made the words clear.

"Is Feixingzhai determined to make things difficult for Qianliuguan?"

“So what?”

In fact, Tian Buji also understood the truth here.

Wherever the rise of great forces is, there is no one who doesn’t eat small fish.

Even if there is no witch and witch, no Lu Song, no Xuan Ming... I will have come to this day.

It's time to face it sooner or later.

The only thing I didn't expect was that the person from the Feixingzhai Sect was Liang Zidao. This person was decisive in his work, unkind and straightforward. This also means that the person from Feixingzhai is not kind.

At this moment... Yu Shangrong tapped his toes lightly, stepped over the railing, and his body floated out like feathers.

"Sorry, please let me say something." Yu Shangrong floated in the air, humble and polite.

Wuwu and Ji Fengxing became even more confused.

It’s time to speak with this attitude?

However, Liang Zidao didn't even look at Yu Shangrong, so he waved his hand.

The master of the seven-leaf red lotus on the right swooped over.

"I said that except Xia Changqiu... you are not qualified to talk to me."

Just finished speaking.

The master of Seven Leaf Red Lotus started to move his Dharma body and swooped towards Yu Shangrong.

He found that Yu Shangrong was still keeping a faint smile floating without moving.

At that moment, he simulated dozens of unexpected and changes in his mind that occurred in his instant of fighting.

If the Seven Leaf Dharma Body dives, this person will definitely use weapons to resist, or move the Dharma Body, or turn around and run, or be crushed by the Dharma Body, and will fall or rise.

No matter which method he used... he had decided to use the Red Lotus Holy Method to kill him or seriously injure him.

This is a good opportunity to take the initiative and crush your cultivation.

The master of Seven Leaf Red Lotus even had a smile on his lips.

Here comes!

Death!

The Rong silk on Yu Shang has not moved.

The master Honglian frowned slightly, and only saw the long sword behind Yu Shangrong tremble.

When the Red Lotus practitioner came to the front, he snorted—

The sword is unsheathed!

A red light flashed!

Yu Shangrong held a sword in his right hand, and drew horizontally from his left shoulder to the right... raised his right arm horizontally.

Bang!

The battle ends.

It didn't even take half a breath, and it was over.

There are no tricks, no explosion of Qi, and no extra tricks.

The red lotus Dharma body in front of me was split in half.

The incision is extremely neat.

The master of Qiye glared at his eyes, looked at his Dharma body, and his lips shivered.

He thought about various possible attacks and fights, but he did not expect that this person would choose to remain in place.

The Dharma body shattered.

He was suddenly hit hard and fell down.

Even if you don't die, you will still be seriously injured.

...

Everyone was shocked.

His eyes focused on Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong took back Ping's right arm, and put it in the scabbard like a light wind and clouds.

"This sword was forced to save himself, and I hope to forgive him." Yu Shangrong was gentle as ever.

Liang Zidao turned his head and looked over.

How could a person who can knock down the Seven Leaves with one sword in the blink of an eye be a weak person?

"Who are you?"

Yu Shangrong did not answer other people's questions for the first time, but said, "Fei Xingzhai came to ask for guilt. As a guest of Qianliuguan, how can I stand by and watch?"

"So it was the helper hired by the old guy Xia Changqiu... a friend of the Jiuchun Palace?" Liang Zidao said.
To be continued...