"No, Weihu was actually captured alive by Lu Tianping!"
Pei Chengxiu, the first direct descendant of the Sunset Sect, a large sect in Hexi Province, exclaimed the moment he received the news. Not only were the direct descendant monks of the various sects next to him stunned, but also the ancestors of the various sects who had gathered on the other side of Feiliang Mountain were stunned for a moment.
He looked over at him.
As the first monk of the three generations of the Colorful Tiger Clan, Tiger Tiger Liefeng is firmly seated as the sixth tiger of the clan. Although he is the last tiger, the clan has been honest from the third tiger onwards.
His opponent was ranked ahead of Hu Liefeng just because of his seniority.
This person is very famous among the monster clan in the northwest, and is also quite famous in the cultivation world of Middle-earth, because this person once hunted down Fan Mingjie, the second direct descendant of Ziyang Palace, for three thousand miles in the Western Wasteland.
Although he was later blocked by Yan Nanfei, Yan Nanfei had no choice but to capture this person in the end, and calmly retreated before others from Ziyang Palace arrived. After this battle, the tiger tiger fierce front began to become famous in the cultivation world.
After that, the Western Wasteland Monster Clan united and fought several battles with Ziyang Palace. This Tiger Liefeng successively set a record of killing a great monk from Ziyang Palace, two monks in the middle stage of the Dharma Phase, and injuring three great monks, and finally became famous in the Middle-earth cultivation.
There is no doubt about his strength, and he is a rare and powerful member of the Colorful Tiger Clan.
However, such a demon cultivator, who even gave Ziyang Palace a headache, was captured alive not long after his fight with Lu Tianping. Although they had heard many rumors about this North Sea Sword Immortal, when everything really happened
Being in front of these proud men is enough to shock them.
However, this time it was destined that Lu Ping would completely make his peers from all factions bow before him. Just when everyone had not yet recovered from the news that Lu Ping had captured Hu Liefeng alive, a rapid roar pierced the top of Feiliang Mountain.
of emptiness.
Pei Chengxiu looked shocked and said, "Fei Hongxin, what happened?"
Everyone didn't know why, but they saw Pei Chengxiu standing up quickly and taking out several spells in his hand. The whistle that cut through the void suddenly got closer and closer, and they heard that a feather-shaped jade slip fell into his palm.
Nangong Xiaojian on the side was shocked when he saw this, and said: "Fellow Daoist Pei, what big thing happened?"
Everyone looked at Pei Chengxiu, and saw that his face was full of weird expressions. He seemed to be in disbelief, and seemed to think it was ridiculous, but he seemed to be worried about something and did not dare to laugh out loud, and then he showed signs of laughter.
There was a look of confusion on his face, so that his face was full of complex expressions, and he didn't even hear Nangong Xiaojian's inquiry.
Although everyone didn't know what happened, Pei Chengxiu was ranked in the middle of the pack in terms of strength, and he was a local host. Each faction's direct descendant had to give him some respect. Seeing him in such a scene, no one knew that something must have happened.
What a big deal.
In the end, the ancestors of various sects who were also paying attention to them on the other side of the mountain couldn't hold their breath anymore. Patriarch Tan Zhong, the great elder of Sunset Sect, coughed and asked: "Chengxiu, what happened?
Why did you lose your mind?"
Pei Chengxiu suddenly heard the question from the ancestor of his sect and suddenly came to his senses with an "ah" sound. He knew that he was afraid of losing face in front of the cultivators of various sects. For a moment, he was even more at a loss and didn't know what to do.
Patriarch Tan Zhong was quite unhappy to see his disciples in such a panic, and said with a little disappointment in his tone: "Bring Fei Hongxin!"
Pei Chengxiu woke up from a dream, her face flushed and she quickly handed Feihong Xin to the elder of the sect.
But at this moment, several rays of light suddenly fell outside Feiliang Mountain, and several young monks walked out of the light one after another.
"Hey, Senior Brother Dongfang, why are you back? Didn't you fight with that Lu Tianping?"
"Why is Qin Shijun from the Crystal Palace back? It seems that his face is very ugly. Could it be that they were all defeated by Lu Tianping?"
"Fart, that's a lot of effort. Besides, how could Senior Brother Qin be defeated!"
"Senior Sister Shui, this way!"
"It seems that Lu Zhichuan from Lingyun Valley has not returned!"
…
"What's wrong with these people? How come they are all the same as eggplants beaten by frost?"
The few monks who returned to Feiliang Mountain are undoubtedly not direct monks from various holy places and large sects, but are well-known rising stars in the entire cultivation world.
It's just that after landing on the top of Feiliang Mountain, each of these people's faces looked extremely ugly, or their faces were gloomy, or their faces were full of silence, or they looked weird, or they couldn't believe it... In short, none of them were calm.
"What, how is this possible?"
An exclamation came from the distance. It was the Sunset Sect elder who had taken the Feihong Letter from Pei Chengxiu. Even though this ancestor had cultivated himself for thousands of years, he could not maintain his calm state of mind at this moment. He couldn't bear it.
He exclaimed in surprise.
"Talk about fellow Taoist, why are you so panicked?"
The ancestor of Qishan was moved in his heart and asked.
With a wry smile on his face, the great elder of the Sunset Sect handed the Feihong Letter into the hands of the Seven Fan Ancestor.
The ancestor of Qishan looked at the content in his heart, said "Oh", and then glanced at the ancestor of Chunyang in Lingyun Valley without any trace, and then handed the Feihong letter to the elder Man Yue beside him calmly.
In the hands of ancestors.
Nangong Xiaojian and other third-generation disciples saw that the ancestors of each sect knew what had happened. Their hearts moved and they quickly stepped forward to pull their senior brother Dongfang Yanhong over and said: "Brother Dongfang, didn't you mean to
Are you going to have a discussion with Lu Tianping? Why are you back now? Could it be..."
Dongfang Yanhong smiled bitterly, looked at the people who returned to Feiliang Mountain, and said to Qin Shijun: "Brother Qin, why don't you come and tell me!"
Qin Shijun also showed a rare expression of embarrassment. He looked at Zhao Zhijie, the second direct descendant of Lingyun Valley among the cultivators, and said: "Brother Dongfang has posed a problem for me, but sooner or later everyone will know about it, well,
It was Lu Tianping who defeated fellow Daoist Lu from Lingyun Valley. We felt that we were overestimating our capabilities, so we returned first!"
Everyone looked at Zhao Zhijie in the crowd. Those who were clever did not forget to glance at Pei Chengxiu, but they saw that Pei Chengxiu was also looking at Zhao Zhijie with a strange look on his face. He knew in his heart that Pei Chengxiu might have lost his temper just now.
It has something to do with Lu Zhichuan.
When Zhao Zhijie heard that his first direct descendant was defeated at the hands of Lu Ping, disappointment appeared on his face, but he still forced a smile and said: "Why, should Senior Brother Lu's defeat at the hands of Lu Tianping surprise you all? After all, Lu Tianping
But for someone who can defeat even the devil, Senior Brother Lu’s defeat at his hands doesn’t have to make you feel like this, right?”
Dongfang Yanhong, Qin Shijun and others all laughed dryly and said: "That's that, that's right, that's right!"
At this moment, an angry voice suddenly came from where the ancestors of various sects gathered: "How dare you do this, Shu Zian!"
Everyone looked around and saw the eldest son of Chunyang Patriarch of Lingyun Valley standing up suddenly, his face full of anger, saying: "If that Beihai Shuzi dares to bully me like this from Lingyun Valley, I will make him break his bones and spread his ashes!"
The heirs of each sect were all shocked, but Qin Shijun, Shui Zhirou, Dongfang Yanhong and others seemed to have expected that such a thing would happen and were not surprised at all.
Seeing that the ancestors of various sects were trying to persuade each other, Zhao Zhijie, the direct descendant of Lingyun Valley, said coldly: "Fellow Taoist Qin, fellow Taoist Shui, and Taoist brother Dongfang, please tell me how my senior brother was defeated by Lu Tianping!"
The three of them looked at each other, and finally Shui Zhirou said: "Fellow Daoist Lu came to Lu Tianping to spar, but was defeated by Lu Tianping's move..."
"What? This is impossible!"
Before Zhao Zhijie could get angry, several arrogant direct descendants from each faction couldn't sit still. They jumped up and subconsciously spoke loudly.
Qin Shijun's face darkened and he said, "Are you questioning our lies?"
Naturally, the status and status of the few monks picked up could not be compared with those of the first direct descendants of the Holy Land. After hearing this, their expressions changed, and they sat back down with some reluctance.
Then Dongfang Yanhong also smiled bitterly and said: "I know you don't believe it, but it is the truth. After hearing the news of Fellow Daoist Lu's defeat, we thought that our strength is only between the two of Fellow Daoist Lu, in order to avoid taking it upon ourselves.
It was so humiliating that we had no choice but to retreat."
The first direct descendant of the Holy Land could not even take a single move from a monk of the same level. It is no wonder that these direct descendants of the various holy places and large sects who tried to challenge Lu Tianping ran back one by one in despair. It is no wonder that that
Pei Chengxiu has lost his composure like this before.
It's just that although this kind of thing is embarrassing, it doesn't have to make the Chunyang ancestor of Lingyun Valley so angry. Even if this ancestor is narrow-minded, his own skills are inferior to others. Why would he suddenly break out on the spot and make people angry?
Ridicule?
Nangong Xiaojian's mind was spinning rapidly, and he concluded that there must be something hidden in this, so he thought about Pei Chengxiu and looked at him again. Unexpectedly, Pei Chengxiu subconsciously averted his eyes when he saw him.
Nangong Xiaojian smiled "hehe" and said: "Fellow Daoist Pei, is there any hidden secret in this that I don't know about?"
This guy is as cunning as a ghost. He saw the clues but did not ask Dongfang Envy, Qin Shijun and other direct descendants of the Holy Land who had seen it with his own eyes. Instead, he asked Pei Chengxiu, a soft persimmon, because he was not afraid of offending the Sunset Sect in Chongtian Pavilion.
Pei Chengxiu hesitated and said: "If there is any secret, haven't the Taoist brothers in the Holy Land already told you about it!"
"Yeah?"
Nangong Xiaojian smiled sinisterly, and when he was about to continue asking, he heard a loud shout in the distance. The eldest son of the Chunyang ancestor of Lingyun Valley stood up, emptied his palms, and said: "Lu Tianping, you
There is no one in Lingyun Valley, please let me see you for a while!"
Everyone was stunned. Has Lu Tianping actually arrived?
The wind and clouds surged on the top of Feiling Mountain. As the Changshengzi's palms were discharged, the clouds and mist covering the top of the mountain suddenly transformed into a huge Yunluan. The Yunluan made a long cry, flapped its wings and probed its claws, and moved towards the two black spots far away from the mountain.
Catch him.
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The heating was tested today. No one was at home when the house on the roof was being renovated. The water was everywhere. It even seeped into Sui Qiu's home along the gaps left before the heating was renovated. What followed was a tragedy. No one in the neighborhood could help.
I had to turn off the valve to use the phone at home, but the leaking water must have flooded the upstairs, so it is still seeping down. It’s helpless! Sui Qiu didn’t write much all night, and there were only two updates today. Shameless