"Old Master~~"

Amid the shouts of Huangfu family, the old master sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood.

The trembling mouth opened and closed, and the blood stains on the beard jumped away drop by drop, forming a perfect parabola in the air.

Maybe it was because of the serious injury, or maybe it was because of the irritability, but it was fainted anyway.

The old master fainted. The person who was most angry was not the current master, but Huangfu Zhentian.

I saw him gritting his teeth and looking at Huang Chuyang with an expression of wanting to choose someone and devouring him.

Words popped up from the gaps of my teeth, "Little miscellaneous, I will see that I will not cut you alive."

It turned out that the old hall master was his biological grandfather. He had sent a message to the old hall master out of seclusion before. Everything was because of his greed for Huang Chuyang's Soul Stone.

Now, not only did the Soul Stone of the Formation was not obtained, but the old hall master was seriously injured and fainted.

Huangfu Zhentian took out an iron-blooded array flag weapon and shot out at Huang Chuyang.

Huang Chuyang in the distance was already at the end of his strength, and his straight body was half leaning on Murong Rong's body.

Seeing Huangfu Zhentian rushing towards him with murderous intent, he was not afraid of death. It was not that he was not afraid of death, but that he had no choice.

The imagined Huang Chuyang was knocked away and did not appear. At the critical moment, Sima Yi, who broke free from the blockade of the elders of the family, blocked Huangfu Zhentian's fatal blow.

"Sima Yi, your Sima family really wants to interfere?" Huangfu Zhentian asked.

Sima Yi did not look at the deputy hall leader of Sima. He knew that the Sima family would not completely fight with the Huangfu family for Huang Chuyang, and was just optimistic about his future before.

No matter how talented a talent is, you have to grow up.

Sima Yi looked at the Huangfu family and said seriously: "Today I represent me personally and have nothing to do with the Sima family."

Then he looked at Huangfu Zhentian and said, "Huangfu Zhentian, I look down on you. For the sake of the Soul Stone, I can use any trick. Others don't know, but I know that you secretly called out the old master, right?"

Everyone was in an uproar at this time.

‘So, Huangfu Zhentian is really a hypocritical person.’ It was obviously an elder who spoke softly, but whoever was present was mediocre.

"Hmph, Sima Yi, you're looking for death."

Huangfu Zhentian was so angry that he cursed and kicked his hands. Sima Yi was dodging the opponent's right leg kick, but was hit by the opponent's attack formation.

Although he avoided his body parts, he was still hit with a scattered hair and his face was charred.

Huangfu Zhentian used the small lightning strike formation.

The small lightning strike formation is similar to the fire control technique or the golden blade technique, but on the basis of it, outlines the formation pattern to form a formation technique, which is also a common attack method used by the formation masters.

Sima Yi was careless and suffered a small loss.

There are probably no one who suffers losses and is beaten and does not fight back. Sima Yi is not vague. He hits a small electric shock formation, and Huangfu Zhentian immediately becomes the same as him.

The two of them were originally the two highest formation masters in the Realm Law Hall, and their realm was just the same.

In this way, you will go back and forth without a chance of winning or losing.

Taking advantage of their battle, Huang Chuyang took the opportunity to recover his spiritual energy.

But how could Huangfu's family let him recover with peace of mind?

Under the instruction of the current leader of Jielu Hall, an elder of the Huangfu family walked quietly towards Huang Chuyang. Judging from his style, he should be attacking him.

After Murong Rong's injury incident, how could Huang Chuyang not learn a lesson?

The spiritual sense that had long dispersed was captured by Huang Chuyang when the Huangfu family wanted to attack.

Huang Chuyang kept absorbing the spiritual power from the spirit stone with one hand, and the other hand was not free. As his fingers kept outlining the array patterns in the void, he condensed into a golden light formation.

This is a formation technique similar to Sima Yi and the others' battle.

The sneak attacker who steals chickens without eroding rice is dizzy by the golden light array.

With other people joining, these are ordinary nine-level foundation building, not the top foundation building peaks, Huang Chuyang could barely use the array magic to deal with it.

Although these array magic cannot pose a fatal threat to these elders, fortunately, Huang Chuyang is fast, ruthless and accurate enough, and he will be able to get rid of every attacker, and he will never pull down one person.

After a violent bombardment, the elders were beaten to death by the formation magic and were wailing in pain.

Huangfu Zhentian and Sima Yi also stopped. They had not seen the formations before they lived for more than a hundred years.

It is the same formation master, the same formation magic, the speed and effect are simply amazing.

The elders who attacked retreated one after another. They were afraid of Huang Chuyang. If the formation of magic was not too low, perhaps they would have no existence.

Huang Chuyang also withdrew his spiritual consciousness. At this moment, one out of ten is gone. If those people persist for a while, Huang Chuyang would definitely be unable to stop it.

Now there is no Nine Flowers Refining Divine Grass, and you can only slowly restore your spiritual consciousness through a long period of time.

The spiritual energy in the body has recovered less than one level, and the spiritual consciousness is almost over. If this continues, the only way is to hide in Shanhaizhu.

In this way, the mountains and seas will be exposed, and by then it will only be in a worse situation than it is now.

For those in the ancient martial arts world, Tibetans' magic weapon is a legend in mythology. Who can resist robbing it?

To put it bluntly, the entire ancient martial arts world will be completely crazy about it.

Suddenly, the leader of Jielu Hall, who had not been moving, walked towards Huang Chuyang.

"Huang Chuyang, if you have any other means, otherwise there will be no chance." He said with a sneer as he walked.

Obviously he was just suspicious and was not 100% sure, otherwise he would not have stopped at the distance of 20 or 30 meters in Huang Chuyang.

Huang Chuyang looked at him coldly, and said more was useless, pretending to reach out and brushed past his waist.

The leader of Jielu Hall was so scared that he immediately became alert and wanted to launch a protective technique when he acted. He thought Huang Chuyang had another strange move.

A golden toad jumped out and quickly grew larger after landing until it was nearly nine meters high.

This is Xiaojin, which is equivalent to the limit of the foundation-building period. In terms of power alone, it has surpassed Huang Chuyang.

Huang Chuyang was besieged by many people in front, and Xiao Jin had already wanted to come out. He happened to take this opportunity to pretend to be a monster summoned from the spirit beast bag.

Xiao Jin stared at the injured Huang Chuyang and Murong Rong, and was furious, "Xiao Yangzi, is it these miscellaneous things that hurt you like this?"

Without waiting for Huang Chuyang to answer, "guagua"

Three enlarged versions of the spiritual artillery shells were hit by three combos at the Lord of Jielu Hall.

Before the Lord of Jielu Hall could figure out the situation, the monk was blown up by Xiao Jin's spiritual artillery shells.

Before he could dodge, there were a series of spiritual artillery shells one after another.

Although he did not hurt the Lord of Jielu Hall, he also made him embarrassed.

After all, the master of the hall is at the peak of the foundation building of the old brand, and his methods are endless. After the continuous spiritual artillery shells, Xiao Jin occasionally stretched out his sword and tongue to resist the opponent's attack, and there was no more means to defend against the enemy, so he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

In particular, the master of the hall took out a golden broad sword, and his sword skills left wounds on Xiao Jin's body from time to time.

Soon, Xiao Jin's expression was already depressed and his aura became much weaker.

If you continue to fight, the nine-meter body can only be a huge living target.

"Xiao Jin, come back"

Huang Chuyang knew that Xiao Jin was at his limit, and if he continued to fight, he might hurt the root of the problem. He didn't want to lose his brother again.

Fatty Cheng, who was watched by Huangfu Jianqiang and others in the distance, didn't care about anything else at this moment. Even if he died, he could not watch his brother ignore him.

But when he had just made movements and had a level of cultivation at the fifth level of Qi training, he was stepped on the ground by Huangfu Jianqiang before he could move.

"Young Master..."

The sound was made by Xin Qibin and Xin Cailing.

Unfortunately, they were unable to protect themselves. In just one round, the master and apprentice were strongly suppressed by the rest of the Huangfu family.

The three of them lay on the ground, spitting blood.

The fat man lost but not the formation, and cursed: "Huangfu Jianqiang, I'll fuck your ancestors."

When Huangfu Jianqiang heard this, he became angry and raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed it straight into the fat man's thigh. With one sword and two holes, blood immediately sputtered out.

The fat man, who was usually afraid of death, was very manly at this time and did not scream in pain.

The bloody man continued to curse, "Is the Huangfu family so fucking sissy? They only tickled me to Fatty?"

Today is the first time that a different fat man has been shown. Not only Xin Cailing was shocked, but Xin Qibin also did not expect that the young master of their Cheng family was so bloody.

Even Sima Dandan, who was in the Sima family, moved out his watery phoenix eyes and looked at Fatty Cheng without blinking. Perhaps he had hated him after losing to him before, but now he has a different feeling.

"I'm still stubborn when I die. Today I will make your fat pig in Cheng's family turn into a dead pig." Huangfu Jianqiang said, raising his long sword to stab the fat man's vest with a sword.

The master of the fifth floor of foundation building killed a rookie on the fifth floor of Qi training, and was still a rookie waiting to be slaughtered. The result was self-evident.

"Xiao Yangzi, brother, I'll go to explore the way forward first, hahaha..."

Huang Chuyang in the distance also saw the situation here. Although he was already knocked to the ground by the Lord of Jielu Hall and was unable to help, he could only shout out at the top of his lungs:

"Fat man~~"

Just when Huangfu Jianqiang's long sword was still 0.01 cm away from the fat man's vest, an old and loud voice sounded:

"Who dares to kill my young master of the Cheng family?"
To be continued...