"Yangshan Pavilion?" The person coming from the helm looked at the new plaque and suddenly jumped up to kick the plaque down.
Arrogant and confident.
Many people in the cabinet looked excited and vaguely expected.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he jumped up, a flying sword came straight towards him and hit his eyebrows.
The visitor's eyes widened, and he realized that the witch in the secret letter was indeed extraordinary.
Could it be that he is also capable of building foundations?
The people who were secretly cheering for the cause suddenly fell to the bottom of their hearts. They thought that the person coming from the helm was a savior, but unexpectedly, the person coming from the helm was a loser.
An Qingli didn't show up, but an indifferent voice came: "You are not qualified yet, let you Tianxuan help the ancestors, it is best for the three of them to come together to save trouble."
"You have such a loud tone!" the visitor scolded angrily with a trembling voice.
An Qingli had a thought in his mind, and the magic sword stabbed the person between the eyebrows, drawing a little blood from the eyebrows.
someone exclaimed.
The visitor was so frightened that he was so frightened that he ran away in a hurry, not even stepping through the gate of Yangshan Pavilion.
Under the shade of the trees in the courtyard, An Qingli took back his magic sword, took a sip of spiritual tea, and asked Wang Wangcai to continue reciting.
Wang Wang just wiped his sweat and continued to read the detailed rules for promoting charity that he had formulated overnight. He had already read the fifty-third item, and there were forty-six more to be read.
Two days later, the three ancestors of the Tianxuan Gang came with swords high into the sky and came from all directions.
"Gods! Gods are here!"
Along the way where they came with swords, a large number of people knelt down, and they all kowtowed and worshiped excitedly and devoutly.
The exclamations spread far into Yangshan Pavilion.
Little Huzi complained in the spirit beast bag: "What kind of god, you just waited for two days to come, and you are impatient to wait."
An Qingli said: "Maybe it's because the carriages and horses are slow and the two cities are far apart, so we arrived late."
The rumored three ancestors of the Tianxuan Gang had already arrived in front of Yangshan Pavilion with their swords in the midst of a huge crowd.
"Ancestor! Ancestor! Ancestor!"
The chief helmsman came with many helpers and believers.
The believers raised their fists and shouted like chicken blood.
Most of the gang members were as black and as strong as cattle. They lined up neatly and began to shout and shout like loud bells.
An Qingli put his consciousness to explore and slightly twitched the corner of his mouth.
What kind of foundation-building ancestor is he?
It was clearly a bad old man who could learn to wield a sword only after three stages of Qi training.
In the late stage of Qi training, he calls himself the Foundation Establishment Ancestor. Sure enough, he shouldn't have high expectations for this place with thin spiritual energy.
There was a commotion in front of the door.
On the sword, an ancestor who practiced Qi stroked his beard with two fingers and said: "Quiet."
The two short words were comparable to an imperial edict, and the scene suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked up in reverence and looked up at the ancestor in mid-air.
Another Xuanyi ancestor raised his nostrils and said: "Demon girl, the three of us have arrived as promised, why don't we show up quickly and come to die."
Wang Wangcai was frightened and whispered beside An Qingli: "Pavilion Master, those three are foundation-building ancestors with great abilities. Pavilion Master, if you fight one against three, you may not have a chance of winning. If you are defeated, you might as well surrender first."
So soft, keep the green mountains here, and then bring in reinforcements from the world of cultivation."
An Qingli waved his hands, put his hands behind his back, and stepped out with his sword.
Wang Wangcai was shocked again. It turned out that the master of the pavilion was secretly hiding his secrets, and he also had the sword-wielding ability that only his ancestor had.
An Qingli stood in Yujian's airspace opposite the three people from the Tianyuan Gang, deliberately being half a height taller than the three people on the opposite side.
The three of them were angry, where did this yellow-haired girl come from, so ignorant of etiquette?
So the three men on the opposite side raised their swords two meters into the air to suppress An Qingli's arrogance.
An Qingli's pressure in the late stage of foundation building was released, and the three of them were crushed until their legs were weak.
But many people below could not see the situation clearly, and were still fearful and amazed at the appearance of another goddess.
The legs of the three qi-training ancestors of the Tianxuan Gang were trembling on the flying swords.
People who didn't know why saw the three ancestors wielding swords two meters higher than An Qingli and were still cheering for the three ancestors excitedly.
"Ancestor, destroy this witch and take back the Lianhai helm!"
"Ancestor, destroy the witch!"
"Ancestor, don't show mercy, just kill me!"
The followers below were excited, and the three ancestors were covered in cold sweat.
An Qingli's face was calm and calm.
The stalemate lasted no more than twenty breaths.
One of the qi-training ancestors had already lost his balance and rolled down from the flying sword first.
"ah!"
The people present exclaimed in disbelief.
The Ancestor Gunluo was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in immediately.
An Qingli shouted calmly: "Kneel down."
The ancestor struggled and struggled, but finally covered his face and knelt on the ground.
Everyone present had their jaws dropped, and some were even heartbroken. It was a collapse of faith.
The first ancestor had already knelt down in disgrace, and the other two ancestors were no better. They looked fearfully at the relaxed An Qingli, and finally couldn't hold on any longer, rolled off the flying sword, and knelt down on the ground.
The three ancestors knelt in a row, accompanied by the collapse of countless people's beliefs.
"Ancestor?"
This is especially true for those male and female body cultivators who are as black and as strong as an ox. Some of them have their eyes wide open, trying to find An Qingli desperately.
It's a pity that An Qingli's sword is high in the sky, where they can't reach it even if they jump with all their strength.
If looks could kill, An Qingli would have been pierced by thousands of arrows.
An Qingli put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Everyone from the Tianxuan Gang will kneel down."
"Young woman, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated!" Some people would rather die than surrender.
"Huh?" An Qingli raised his sleeves, and a strong wind went straight away, knocking the three ancestors to the ground.
The three ancestors got up in embarrassment, knelt down again, and quickly ordered everyone: "Kneel down, all kneel down, and salute the new chief helmsman."
Some people obeyed the order and knelt down unwillingly, but some people said tyrannically: "Ancestor, why do you have to kneel down! There are so many of us, how can we not deal with a witch! Could it be that this witch can kill all of us?
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There are many echoes.
The Tianxuan Gang has protected them for so many years, so there is no reason to give them away.
The three ancestors were greedy for life and afraid of death, but they were not.
"Witch, take your life! Witch, take your life!" The person who screamed first encouraged many people to tear their upper body clothes bloody and fight for their lives with An Qingli.
Xiao Jintan said that this man had a lot of karma, and with disgust, An Qingli kicked the man with a flying sword, which directly killed that man.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
An Qingli fell to the ground, and a fire burned the man to ashes.
No more noise.
An Qingli said loudly: "Anyone who doesn't kneel will die."
The situation was stronger than the person, Wu Yangyang knelt on the ground.
The three ancestors were even more frightened and knelt down straight.
An Qingli walked up to them, lowered his head and asked, "Did you know you are monks?"
The three of them said in a trembling voice: "I know what I know."
An Qingli said again: "If you know that you are a monk, why do you gather forces to oppress mortals and do evil in the secular world?"
"We.We"
The three of them hemmed and hawed, unable to find an explanation for a moment. Suddenly one of them looked stern and threw a talisman towards An Qingli.