Faced with such a sudden impact of gravel and air waves, any cultivator below the divine realm would have no time to use his skills to defend himself. As a result, the rocks would naturally spread to his body and die.

Ge Wuqing was no fool. How could he kill his gatekeeper when he was a guest in another sect?

Therefore, the moment before he landed, he raised his hand and clapped his hands twice, creating a strong wind and throwing the two Wenjian Sect disciples at the door far away.

In the main hall, the leader of the Qianyun Sect, Mingkong Aoqing, reacted quickly. He made a fist with his right hand, then immediately made three finger gestures and slapped his palm outward.

A circular barrier with a faint golden light suddenly appeared, blocking the hall three feet from the door.

The gravel and air waves hit the barrier, causing bursts of air to recoil out, shattering the rocks and scattering the air waves.

"The sky is bright and clear!"

Ge Qingqing strode into the hall, "You, Supreme Anyun, are indeed not simple. You know quite a lot of tricks. What was that just now?"

It doesn't look like a Kung Fu move or a spell."

Mingkong Aoqing did not answer Ge Wuqing's question. He flipped his palm to remove the barrier and asked in a deep voice.

"What are you doing, demolishing the house? This is Wenjian Sect, not your ruthless village."

Ge Qingqing curled his lips: "So what. Where is Mingkong Aoqing, Zheng Qiuren, call him out quickly, let him start a duel with Ge An now."

Mingkong Aoqing still didn't answer Ge Qingqing's question directly, and drank tea slowly with a cup in hand.

"Why are you so impatient? The cultivators in the world haven't gathered yet. Isn't it too early to start a duel now?"

At this time, a stream of light fell to the outside of the main hall. After the powerful light disappeared, the figure of Wenjian Sect's leader Yan Hua was revealed.

Ren Hua lowered his head to look at the broken and sunken bluestone floor, then raised his head to look at the pillars, walls and door panels that were broken into sieves, and sighed helplessly.

The two disciples who were thrown away by Ge Qingqing at the door emerged from the forest in the distance.

Their bodies were covered with broken leaves and broken branches, and they flew out of the hall angrily.

Seeing the sect leader Ren Hua here, he quickly stepped forward and bowed.

"Sect Master, someone just broke into the hall and destroyed it..."

Ren Hua raised his hand and interrupted: "That person is the owner of Ge Village of Jueqing Suixin Village. Of course you can't stop him. Find some craftsmen to repair the damage."

After that, the two disciples took the order and left, while Ren Hua frowned and walked into the hall.

"Ge Wuqing!"

He interrupted the conversation between Mingkong Aoqing and Ge Wuqing, with a hint of anger in his tone, "Don't go too far. If you want to go wild, go back to your own village."

Ge Qingqing pulled out a chair, crossed his legs and sat down casually.

Tan Shou replied: "I have controlled it very well. Look at the two disciples at the door, nothing happened.

Besides, I’m looking for Mingkong Aoqing just for business, asking him to call Zheng Qiu out and start the duel as soon as possible.”

After hearing this, Ren Hua also looked at Mingkong Aoqing. Now that people from Jueqing Suixinzhuang and Qianyun Sect have arrived, when will the duel begin?

Seeing the questioning look from Ren Hua, Mingkong Aoqing knew that he had to explain the reason.

He put down the cup and replied calmly: "Zheng Qiu hasn't arrived at Wenjian Sect yet, so naturally the duel can't start."

Hearing this, Ge Wuqing suddenly jumped up from his chair, pointed outside the hall and shouted.

"I knew you sent Zheng Qiu outside for training, right?"

Mingkong Aoqing did not answer, obviously acquiescing to Ge Wuqing's guess.

It turned out that the young man named Zheng Qiu hadn't arrived yet, so Ren Hua thought about it secretly and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

If Zheng Qiu had to wait ten days to arrive, then the Wenjian Sect would have to entertain all the cultivators from all over the world for ten days. The pressure would be too great.

So he asked: "Brother Aoqing, when will the young man named Zheng Qiu arrive? There is no way to delay the duel."

Mingkong Aoqing calculated the days and found that the team from Dahuang Gucheng should arrive two days later than him, which would be tomorrow.

So he replied: "Brother Renhua, don't worry, we will arrive tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Besides, Zheng Qiu has been tired from the journey since arriving, so we have to let him rest and adjust."

Ren Hua could only nod in agreement: "It's really time to rest and adjust. Well, let's wait a few more days."

Ge Wuqing snorted coldly: "No matter where you send Zheng Qiu, he will not be Ge An's opponent. Mingkong Aoqing, you should prepare for defeat as soon as possible."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out with big steps.

When passing by Ren Hua, he added: "Don't frown, I will pay for the repair costs of the main hall as I please."

On one side, the masters of several sects exchanged words. On the other side, where the Qianyun Sect collapsed, the disciples of the Qianyun Sect were discussing things in a simple tiled house.

After chatting for a long time, Elder Mingding’s strongest young disciple, Shao Wei.

He opened his mouth and suggested: "As I said just now, there is a cliff next to Wenjian Sect, called Huajian Cliff.

The outline of the Huaxian sword technique is engraved on Huajian Cliff. Since it is the strongest sword technique in the legend, how could you miss it?

Anyway, the duel hasn’t started yet, so I have nothing to do, so why not go to Huajian Cliff together and have a look, maybe someone will be lucky enough to understand it."

Another disciple who met him added: "Junior brother Shao Wei is right.

When the Qianyun Sect was counting the rolls, I heard that there was a man named Hong Xiaohuan from the Sword Sect, so he performed the Elephant Sword Technique on the ring.

What's it called...it's called the Swift Wind Transformation Elephant Sword.

The sword moves were so powerful that the scene was so terrifying that it almost blew away the entire arena."

Shao Wei corrected: "It's not as exaggerated as he said, but it is indeed very powerful. Let's go and see.

Do you have the Heaven and Earth Crystals with you? You need to pay a visiting fee to see the Sword Cliff."

Everyone fumbled for a while and came up with more than 1,500 heaven and earth crystals.

Shao Wei tied up the bag containing the money and called for everyone to set off: "This money should be enough, let's set off!"

"I'll go talk to the elders so they don't worry."

Yunyou slowly floated up from the chair, and then flashed a bright blue-white light.

Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, and Yunyou's figure disappeared on the spot.

The disciples looked at each other and commented, "Is this the power of the divine realm? It's so powerful."

"The speed was so fast, I didn't even see what was going on."

"I guess it's a special way of escaping. The elders are also in the divine realm, but they have never used this method to escape."

"You are just making wild guesses. If you want to know what's going on, why not just ask Junior Sister Yunyou directly."

After discussing for a while, a bright light shone in from outside the house, and then Yunyou's figure appeared from it, floating quietly above the ground.

She picked up the walking stick next to the chair, lowered the floating height slightly, and let the hem of her skirt touch the bluestone on the ground, pretending to be walking.
Chapter completed!