Volume 9: Head of the Dragons (1) 36 Before the Storm
"Junior brother Jin, don't be impulsive!" Yi Xiaoer's voice came from his own voice. Jin Jiang's Lihuo skill had reached its peak, and the Lihuo sword's light surged, rushing towards He Zanghuo like a stormy sea.
A sinister look appeared on He Zanghuo's face. He retracted the weapon in his hand and struck again. A phantom-like air blade pierced through Lihuo's sword like an awl and hit Jinjiang's chest, while his body
The form retreated violently.
This is the indestructible Qi of darkness.
Jin Jiang exhausted all his strength, although the Lihuo Sword's light still rolled towards He Zanghuo. In his eagerness, he used the remaining strength of the Lihuo Sword in his hand to unleash several sword energy.
"Chi chi chi" three times, the three sword qi he sent out met the sword qi of the all-conquering dark true energy. They dissipated in an instant like an egg hitting a stone. The dark sword qi was still rushing towards him.
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"Whoosh——"
At this critical moment, an icy sword energy pierced the ground and collided with the dark sword energy. There was a deep "pop" sound, and a ball of air hit the place where the two sword energy collided.
The entanglement disappeared after a moment.
Cold sweat broke out on Jin Jiang's forehead and fell to the ground, but there was no fear in his eyes.
Yi Xiao'er held the Xuan Bing Sword and floated over, standing leisurely between Jinjiang and He Zanghuo. His face was as cold as frost, and his icy eyes suddenly looked at Yang Fenglao: "Zhenjun, even if you cultivate into the dark side of the Zhenyi Sect,
So what if there is a fire, can you use such a heavy hand to hurt my Yuqing disciples at will?"
While he was talking, another person Hanzi had been paying attention to slowly walked to He Zanghuo without saying a word.
Old Taoist Yang Feng chuckled and said: "Your Yuqing sect sent people to spy on us last night and hurt many disciples of my Zhenyi sect. We haven't settled the accounts yet, but now Yixuannu is blaming me."
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After all, Master Lingshui is the only elder of the Yuqing Sect at this moment, but when he heard this, his face also showed anger: "Zhenjun Yangfeng, what do you mean? Don't think that you, the Zhenmei Sect, have cultivated into the fire of darkness, I, Yuqing,
I am afraid of you, Yuqing has thousands of years of foundation, how can I allow you to underestimate me."
Old Taoist Yang Feng suddenly laughed and said: "Thousands of years of foundation? So what? At this moment, the old aunt Yuqing and the other six brothers and sisters of your Yuqing sect are in retreat. Master Xiushui is probably using 120% of his power at this moment.
The immortal power has been injected into Little Miss Zhou's body. Even if she can be saved, the immortal power will be exhausted. Now that you and Yi Xiaoer are the only ones left, can we still make a huge difference?"
Seeing him laughing like crazy and extremely proud, Yi Xiaoer and Master Lingshui suddenly felt a chill running down their spines.
"Yang Feng, old bastard, what are you doing? As long as I, Jin Jiang, are here, the Yuqing Sect will not allow you to underestimate me." Jin Wojiang had just recovered from the shock. When he heard this old man's words, he couldn't help but angrily scolded him.
Old Taoist Yang Feng chuckled and said: "Last night, you and I were playing a game of cat and mouse, right? When you speak, you are like an old fool, and when you shut up, you are like an old fool. I will definitely knock your teeth out later."
I pulled them out one by one, let me see if you can still curse."
Jin Jiang laughed angrily: "So what if I was the young master last night? I'm not fooling you, an old bastard, into a mess, what can you do to me?" Now that the matter had come to this, he simply gave up.
"Hahahaha, it's ridiculous. It's really ridiculous. Do you think you can escape from my pursuit with your ability? If I didn't want you to be wary, let alone Dongyun Pavilion.
Pavilion Master, even if old aunt Yu Qing is here, I will still take her seriously." Old Taoist Yang Feng said with a proud laugh.
Yi Xiaoer suddenly said calmly: "It turns out that everything is just a conspiracy of Zhenjun."
Old Taoist Yang Feng laughed wildly and said: "Yixuannu only knows now, it's already too late."
Master Lingshui said in shock: "Old thief Yang Feng, what do you really want?"
Old Taoist Yang Feng sneered and said nothing. Yi Xiao'er said calmly: "Uncle, don't you know yet? It is a huge doubt for me to choose the time when the master and all my uncles are retreating under the Zhenyi Sect.
1. Even if the Immortal Emperor's longevity is important, he will not let the Zhenmo Sect compete with my Yuqing Sect through immortal magic tests to determine the choice of the longevity head for this matter. Secondly;
"It stands to reason that the Fire of Darkness is the secret weapon of the Zhenmei Sect. In such a normal competition, it should not have appeared on the scene, but now they have sent it out, and it is blatant. The third one; yesterday
In the evening, Junior Brother Jinjiang and others disturbed Xifeng Villa at night and hurt many people in Zhenmo's sect. This morning, I did not mention it, as if it had never happened at all. This is extremely unusual, and this is the fourth reason;
"This old Taoist is speaking so fully at this moment, as if I, the Yuqing Sect, are already in his hands, and his arrogance is clearly evident, so he has nothing to fear. These five points. Based on these five points, we can see that,
The purpose of Zhenjun Yangfeng's coming this time is definitely not for longevity, the person he is scheming is just my Yuqing Sect or something."
Yi Xiaoer analyzed it lightly, and his words were reflected behind the shadow, which made Master Lingshui break into a cold sweat. But Yang Feng, the old Taoist priest, laughed endlessly: "It is said that Yi Xiaoer, the Bingyu Mystic Girl of the Yuqing Sect, is smart and extremely talented.
I have learned the true story of old aunt Yuqing, and when I meet her today, she is indeed well-deserved. Yes, we do have a plan for coming here this time."
Yi Xiao'er said calmly: "I'm afraid that what Yang Feng Zhenjun said is too much. Although my head master is in seclusion, there are no less than a thousand elites in my Yuqing sect. Just because of you, you can still be in my Yuqing sect."
Will the Qing Dynasty be overthrown?" In fact, when she said this, she already felt that something was wrong, and she only said this to confirm her own thoughts.
"No less than a thousand people? Hahahaha, it's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. Don't say that everyone in your Yuqing sect can't survive for an hour and a half at this time, so what if you can survive? Just look, what else do you have?
I can resist." Yang Feng, the old Taoist, was laughing, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and let out a loud roar.
After the roar, I saw countless people in black suddenly pouring in from all directions of Fengtian Pavilion. Everyone's face was as cold as frost. Looking at the formation, there were not only three thousand but also two thousand people.
Master Lingshui's beautiful face turned pale, and Yi Xiaoer's expression also changed drastically. Thinking of Yang Feng's words, he suddenly asked calmly: "What does Zhenjun mean by this?"
Old Taoist Yang Feng said with a smile: "Actually, there is nothing very important. Firstly, your Yuqing Sect tree attracts the wind, which is a great threat to our Zhenmo Sect; secondly, we just want to invite Yi Xuannu to the Zhenmo Sect.
Just a guest. That's all."
Jin Jiang had not interrupted because Yi Xiao'er was talking. Hearing this, he couldn't bear it any longer and shouted angrily: "Old bastard, you underestimate me, a member of the Yuqing sect.
The Yu family has sworn to live and die with Yuqing. If you want to take senior sister away, you must first pass my test."