The three demon sect members who besieged him were thrown into the pit by a magic weapon that fell out of thin air. The impact of this magic weapon was so great that they couldn't get up for a while.
Zheng Tong was surprised and happy.
Zheng Tong is nearly 600 years old this year. In the entire Qingyun Sect, he is one of the top few people regardless of his age, status and moral conduct. However, even he can hardly cope with these three people. It can be said that he has a narrow escape from death.
But the person who came actually knocked the three of them into dust as soon as they took action.
Zheng Tong looked intently and saw three magic weapons surrounding him. On the left hand side was a large iron piece as black as ink and as wide as a door panel. It seemed to be a magic weapon like a sword, but it had no edge or edge.
On the right hand side is a long white sword that is almost overflowing with killing power. It carries a killing intent and is extremely sharp.
He turned around and looked behind him, there was a group of seven huge orange-yellow transparent beads.
Zheng Tong's eyelids twitched as he watched.
The Nine Heavens Divine Weapons are all Nine Heavens Divine Weapons! The beads, a group of seven, are all Nine Heavens Divine Weapons!
The God of Poison was beaten and fled here and there. I am good at refining poisons and feeding poisonous insects. Head-on competition is always my strength, especially when I meet a powerful player like Zheng Tong.
"Younger generation." Zheng Tong hurriedly got down to support Yang Gui and said, "Younger generation, please rest more. You are not here."
"The four-day mysterious temple turns into divine thunder. The brilliant power of heaven is drawn with the sword!"
Duan Hou barely held on to his breath, and as soon as he moved his wrist, there was another "bang" sound.
"Hey, he looks like a guy with bad legs, and he has a longer life than you!"
"Ah ah ah! Those who are on the right path are all stinky and shameless perverts. I will die for you!"
Seeing that the sword energy was corroded bit by bit by the green poisonous mist, it reached two feet behind the Poison God and was completely consumed.
Zhang Jing simply cupped his fists and said.
Fairy Yuehua screamed, and a magic power rolled up the clothes of a dead male disciple from the ground, barely wrapping it under her body. The ring blade burst out with terrifying light, and slashed at Zhou Xingyun at an extremely tricky angle.
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Duan Hou felt that the yin-yang mirror was so light that he almost broke his arm. Just as he was about to turn over the mirror to fight back, there was another "bang" sound and he knocked me down several feet.
Seeing Fairy Yuehua's ring blade flying towards him, Miao Qingyun shouted loudly: "Taiyi Light Splitting Sword!"
When I heard that Zhang Jing had sent someone, I was overjoyed. I had personally been beaten by Wudang. I had no idea that Miao Qing had swept through the entire Qingyun Sect by himself, and even Tian Chengzi, who was in the Taiqing realm, was defeated when he took out the Zhuxian Sword.
The memory is still fresh.
"please!"
And when I thought about it, there was a small burst of light in the mid-air, and huge beads fell one by one. Duan Hou quickly raised the yin-yang mirror to block it.
"Oh shit!"
The eight villains of the Demon Sect were picked here and there like rotten vegetable leaves in the vegetable market. They were already filled with anger and anger. Duan Hou took the lead and raised the yin-yang mirror, and eight rays of white light were directed at the door in front of Zheng Tong.
Duan Hou held the yin-yang treasure mirror, and Fairy Yuehua held the ring blade, each using their own light. The body of the Poison God was also surrounded by green mist. Even Yang Gui, who was meditating above, felt waves of impact. However,
The expressions on the faces of Zhang Jing's eight people were still so expressive.
"Fellow Taoists of the Qingyun Sect, we are disciples of the Wudang Sect. We heard that the Demon Sect was attacking Qingyun, so we came here to help on the orders of our master."
"Sword seventy-eight!"
The black iron heavy sword made a small "dang" sound, but Zheng Tong's sword power was not sluggish at all. It was as if he was holding a huge fly swatter to swat flies, attacking the Poison God's magic power, and throwing out all kinds of weapons.
The poison-like insects were swatted into the ground one by one.
I wanted to let that reckless man hit me all over the place, and sooner or later I would be given a shot. But I had no choice but to move forward while spreading the poison.
But as soon as the eight people took action, the huge momentum was like a special shock wave, forcefully swinging from the center to the surroundings. Less and less people had to stop and watch the eight-on-eight fight in the air.
Three young people were floating in the sky above the three magic weapons, and they were slowly falling down.
Even though the Hehuan sect has such a name, it is still a member of the demon sect, but according to the words of its founder, Mrs. Jin Ling, the Hehuan sect is not a sect of pure love warriors. All the male disciples in the sect are virgins.
"Wrong, he is coming with your son." Zheng Tong stretched out his hand and used the "Wild Horse Parting Mane" move of Tai Chi, combining eight white rays into one and turning them behind Zhang Xue.
Fairy Yuehua was about 800 years old at the time, and she was still a young boy, breaking Jiang Qingqing’s record of a 200-year-old young boy. In front of everyone, Zhou Xingyun cut off her clothes and exposed her body. It was extremely shameful.
disgrace.
"Miscellaneous!"
"Hey! That's jumping, it's a Q bomb, oh..."
"You bastard, you are the founder of our sect, so of course you are the safest one to deal with. The Poison God will give it to you, and he will fight for a while. Junior brother, he can get this old woman." Zheng Tong said he was convinced.
No one in the air was holding a sky-blue fairy sword, taking one step in the air and reacting.
The seven small forces of the Demon Sect, Changsheng Hall, Hehuan Sect, Ghost King Sect, and Wandu Sect, account for less than 10% of the total strength of the Demon Sect. In that big place, eight sect leaders can be gathered together, Yang Gui's card
It is true.
The people fighting around were stunned. Many people even stopped fighting and turned to look at Fairy Yuehua.
Qingyunmen was suddenly attacked, and the opponent was a member of the demon sect who was preparing for the youth. He was originally suppressed and was full of disadvantages.
"I know. I just heard that we are from the Miao Qing sect. You have decided that you will apostatize tomorrow and go to the Zhangjing sect to become a disciple."
Every sword I struck was sharp and ruthless, aimed at Fairy Yuehua's vital points. Unfortunately, Fairy Yuehua was very strong and deflected all the sword light, but the speed of Sword Seventy-Eight was too slow and the deflection was too little.
, rubbed the old woman’s clothes and passed by.
Duan Hou shivered because I always felt like I had seen that smile somewhere before.
"Nonsense, you are my father, and you are his father, and Uncle Zhou is here, so you should be happy!"
"Bad brother, please!"
A look of joy appeared on Zhang Xue's face, "Dad, you've made a fortune. When you first arrived, you met eight fat sheep. With just those three, we were safe in that exam!"
The Poison God felt as if a tornado was rising in front of him. It seemed that no giant had lifted a mountain and smashed it towards him.
However, Zheng Tong, as if he had seen it, swung his heavy sword and slashed an air blade as heavy as a mountain towards the Poison God.
However, you suddenly feel a chill on your back, Fairy Yuehua's consciousness rolls sideways in mid-air, and a hot sword energy flies past your face and disappears into the sky.
Fairy Yuehua looked at the hot-faced handsome man holding a sword across from him, and smiled awkwardly but impolitely, "What's this? I'm in good health. Brother, let's see you last time."
A man's scream came from Tongtian Peak again.
"You are Xiaozhufeng Yang Gui." Yang Gui held the blue fairy sword and showed a relaxed smile. Suddenly, his body swayed and he almost collapsed to the ground.
Like the sound of a morning bell, it spread far away.
But there was nothing strange under the black iron heavy sword, it was still dark white. Zheng Tong continued to swing the small piece of iron and hit it on the poison god's head.
But the man's sword power was quite strange, as if he was trapped in a whirlpool. The Poison God was proud of his escape method, but he felt restricted everywhere, being locked in that position and unable to rush out.
The ring blade under your hand flashes, and the dark wind rises, slashing at Zhou Xingyun's vital points all over his body.
"He can be brought down. The face of our Zhang Jing sect has already been disgraced by Uncle Yang and Uncle Zhou." Zhang Xue curled his lips. I feel that at my level, compared with Wudang and Yi Xian, I am very decent.
less.
Fairy Yuehua looked at the seven violent Zhang family father and son in horror. One of them looked like a street gangster who wanted to kill him. He was swinging a brick and looking at his head to greet him. The other one turned into a giant giant and stood in mid-air to direct the huge glass ball.
Smash randomly.
I dared to be careless, so I quickly picked up my "Ten Thousand Poisons Returning Sect Bag". The poisonous insects and toxins in the sky turned into a green poisonous mist, and rushed towards the sword energy.
"That's okay. Demon Cult Demon Man, what if your son learns well?" Zheng Tong said matter-of-factly.
"Is he just afraid that you will learn well?" Zhou Xingyun looked at his little senior brother in disbelief, with an expression like "You are so young, have you noticed what kind of person he is?"
"Ahhh!"
"Wudang, are you Yang Gui, a disciple of Zhang Sanfeng?" Zheng Tong asked loudly.
It was only then that the eight little demon sect figures who had been knocked down into the pit barely resisted the impact and rushed down, glaring at the eight Miao Qing people.
"Why?" Although Zhou Xingyun had a hot face, his mouth exposed his charisma, "Then the old lady gets excited at the first sight, why did he let his son come?"
"Hehehe..."
Miao Qing's words gave the two of them a chance to retort, "How about eight people, eight versus eight, a fair duel?"
Seeing the Poison God being chased and chopped by Zheng Tong, Duan Hou, who was furious, originally wanted to use the Yin Yang Mirror to support him at a close distance, but instead he saw a young face smiling at me.
"Dad, don't tell me that you have filial piety. You come to the one with the yin and yang face. That guy looks the best. You take care of the elderly. Uncle Seventh Master, how about you come to the one with the green light? You come to the old woman."
At this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded outside, and in the half-empty cloud, the electric light dissolved into a network, gathered into a beam of light, and fell from the sky above.
After all, you are the head of the Hehuan Sect, and your Taoist skills are comparable to ordinary people. Even the double sword Seventy-Eight can be blocked by you. But there is no problem, because your magic weapon is circular, so the Qi Sword
The offset angle...
Although you are the leader of the Acacia sect, the other two are above you in terms of status and conduct. Those two were beaten so badly that you doubt how bad your performance will be.
There was a sound of "chichi" on the ground, and the stones under Qingyun Mountain that had been nourished by hundreds of millions of years of spiritual energy were corroded into large potholes.
The demon sect was absolutely terrified in front of this person. So when I heard the word "Wudang", I felt relieved, and the pain and exhaustion swept through my body like a tide.
Miao Qingyun's face didn't turn red at all. I swear to God, that was definitely my intention. No matter how stinky Wudang is, it still teaches me that kind of thing. Although Zhou Xian seems to be able to teach that kind of thing
I'm a person who doesn't like things. It's a pity that I'm too high-minded and taught my son the undressing swordsmanship.
Zhang Xue seemed to completely ignore those people and arranged work for the two elders like a leader.
"A man in the right path is despicable and shameless. He actually attacks me from behind. It's a shame!"
"Just recover for a while and I'll take care of everything."
"You are fattening sheep and pigs. We are decent disciples, so we have to speak carelessly." Zheng Tong scolded, "When we go out, we represent Zhang Jing. Don't lose the face of the Zhang Jing sect."
Zhang Xue's dragon balls were like juggling, going back and forth, forming a ring, one after another, leaving Duan Hou no room to stop. He could only hear the loud "bang, bang, bang" sound, and the huge sound stopped.
When the dragon ball is smashed, it breaks up and down, then stops and hits the ground like a wedge.
So that's what happened.
When he touched forward again, the clothes under him, including his underwear, were all torn apart, revealing the white and smooth back skin. It was not even slightly red when the hot wind blew.
"Kill him!" Duan Hou was almost mad to death. What do you mean, you are a son? I flew down and a huge white and white beam of light shot towards Miao Qing.
Which sect would equip everyone with Nine Heavens Divine Weapons! These three people hold more Nine Heavens Divine Weapons than Zheng Tong has ever heard of.
Zhou Xingyun did not flinch in the face of the vicious and vicious moves. He raised his fairy sword and shot out a cold and dazzling white light in the air that was like the reflection on the snow. The sword energy filled the sky and flew towards Fairy Yuehua.
"Your last name is the same as the child's!"
"Thief, you will die!"
"Who are the brothers in the world? You have decided. From today on, I will treat you as your own brother."
"Let's go together. You also want the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao. You have to learn Miao Qing's sword technique."
Fairy Yuehua turned pale with fright and quickly defended herself.
The Poison God was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw another hurricane blowing away the poisonous mist. Zheng Tong actually hit his head with a huge piece of tinplate.
A light purple light flashed past, and Fairy Yuehua turned around and ran away.
"Chiliu..."
The sound of scraping gold and iron stopped, and the sound of cracking silk could not be heard. Fairy Yuehua was not injured at all, but in the face of Zhou Xingyun's round of attacks, the clothes under her body were cut into strips of cloth and scattered in the wind.
Even the beggar's costume is like this.
I fought fiercely for a long time, and my consumption was very small. I was first attacked by the most poisonous thing from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, "One-tailed Centipede", and then hit by a white light from the Yin-Yang Mirror of the Changsheng Hall Master Duan Hou. I was seriously injured.
It’s all supported by a heart.
"Then if I'm with you, the child will be yours!"
The Poison God was like a dog whose tail had been stepped on. He jumped up and down, then stretched out his hand and shot out a green light.
The fairy sword in mid-air turned into seven, and the two swords were activated at seventy-eight.
"My master is Zhenren Bafeng. You are Zhang Jing Zhengtong. This is your seventh junior brother Zhou Xingyun. That is your son, Zhang Jing's seventh generation disciple Zhang Xue." Miao Qing heard Yang Gui's tone and knew the seniority of this person.
I'm afraid it was Gao, so he bowed to me again and said, "Dare you ask me the name of my descendant?"
"Bad guy, Fairy Yuehua is so white!"
"Boom!"
Yang Guiyou was polite to us, and simply sat down on the ground, meditating to recover, "Those eight people are the masters of the Changsheng Hall, the Yuehua Fairy, the head of the Hehuan Sect, and the Poison God, the head of the Wandu Sect, are serious enemies.