This is a threat, a naked threat.

That erratic laughter was a mockery of Qingyun:

"Don't expect to be safe and sound with the protection of the three masters. They can't always stay by your side. If you can't do it yourself, I can still find opportunities to kill you!"

But how could he, Qingyun, be so scared?

I usually have a good temper, but that doesn’t mean I’m not good at it!

Nine Yang Zhenqi circulates throughout the sky, Qingyun squeezes all the innate Qi into Dantian, then suddenly releases it, allowing it to erupt.

The true energy breaks through the twelve-story building and roars proudly across the peaks.

This breath was used very cleverly. A clear sound sounded when the three masters were still lingering. At first, it was just a faint movement, and then it began to gradually increase in intensity.

When the dragons and tigers roared by the three masters all stopped, and the valley should have returned to tranquility, they suddenly uprooted themselves again.

Although this clear sound may not really be as powerful as the previous three masters, the effect is as if it swallows up the three clear sounds at once. When Qingyun's whistle reaches its highest point, it seems to have completely swallowed up the previous sounds!

Swallowing the resonance of the three masters uses techniques, which is a sensory illusion caused by changes in volume.

But Qingyun's roar really crushed that ghostly laughter.

That ghost roar was also the end of a powerful crossbow, and Qingyun's breath was released, tearing the former apart like catkins in the wind.

"You want to take my life? I'm afraid it's not that easy! Your strength is not enough!"

This is the struggle conveyed by Qingyun.

There was no sound of swords or swords in this fierce fight, but it resounded throughout the three mountains, and could be clearly heard by everyone from the Taishi, the Young Master, and the back mountain of Songyue Mountain.

Those masters who have mastered the control of inner breath, such as Huayang, Juefa, and Kou Guanyun, can naturally understand every detail hidden in this twists and turns of the roaring battle.

However, experts who were not usually good at internal strength, including Qiongqi, frowned upon hearing this.

Crossing the east wing of the courtyard, he leaned on the railing alone, muttering to himself:

"Has this kid Qingyun's cultivation reached such an extent? No wonder he can tear me and Liu Ying apart in an instant. Is he gifted, or did he fall by chance? If he tries his best to fight me

, my chance of winning probably won’t be more than 50%, right?”

King Jian'an was sitting on the collapse, surrounded by the dead soldiers invited by Mu Jiayan. Their discussion was interrupted by long whistles.

"Is it that kid?" King Jian'an frowned.

A black-clothed expert shook his head and said, "That shouldn't be the case. The three voices in front should be related to Kou Guanyun, the master of the temple here, Huayang Taoist who built a hut in the back mountain, and Master Juefa, the best master of Shaoshi Lanruo who was mentioned by the informant.

.The laughter hidden in the middle...can't be heard clearly, and this person should not be very old. Although the final sound is as clear as the sound of a young phoenix, it must not be the work of a young man. Practicing Qi requires constant persistence, so this

Such skills cannot be developed within decades of cultivation."

"Well, that's right. If one of these voices belongs to the young man Qingyun, it's probably the faint laughter."

"It's not like that. That sinister laughter seems to be provoking the three masters. Judging from the intelligence we have obtained before, Qingyun has a pretty good relationship with those three people, so it is impossible for him to be so sarcastic."

"You are all overthinking it. These sounds cannot be made by that young boy."

"But Mu Changcheng has just sent someone to report. The only ones who came out of the back door today were the boy, the female Baoyi named Hu, the half-crippled young owner of Snake Killing Villa, and the vicious slave Chaos. Maybe there was a roar.

It was sent by Chaos, the fierce slave of Tan Sect, and there is another one...who could it be?"

Several experts argued over it, but they couldn't figure it out.

Finally, it was King Jian'an who came up with a breakthrough point, "There should be more than three people from Jianzong lurking here. I suspect that King Song himself is hiding somewhere in the mountains at this moment."

"It's not quite right. The two people who made the laughter and Qingyin are obviously in tit-for-tat. If it's Chaos and King Song, it's totally unreasonable."

King Jian'an lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then spoke again, "Maybe the Tianzong has sent someone over. Before the Tianzun showed up, the Eight Kings factions were secretly at odds with each other. Maybe they were mocking each other."

An expert in black suddenly realized, "I think about it, King Shura is probably not very old either."

"King Shura? That lunatic!"

This time King Jian'an finally nodded, "It's a bit like it! If the other factions want to get involved in troubled waters, King Shura is indeed the best chess piece."

Snapped!

Yuan Cheng's sunspot dropped and his head tilted toward the window again.

"Good guy! Is this voice Qingyun?"

Wei Wang Yuanhong picked up Bai Zi and nodded, "That's him. This guy is really capable of breaking the law with force. Gao Bodhisattva, if you take action, do you have any chance of winning?"

"Seventy percent." The chief guard of Jin Yong City, standing behind King Wei, bowed and replied.

"Seventy percent? So, your martial arts is still above that of Tangun. Then you must be the number one person in Tanzong?"

"I don't dare to be the first person. There should be another person in Tanzong who is stronger than me."

"who is it?"

"He should be facing the mountain at the moment. Fierce slave, Chaos."

Yuan Hong suddenly turned around and stared at Gao Bodhisattva, "Gao Bodhisattva, you should know the true identity of Chaos, right?"

Gao Bodhisattva was stunned for a moment, then nodded reluctantly, "Yes. He is Tan Ru."

"Tanru? There are still people in the Tan family lineage alive. Tangun has not left King Tan for thousands of years. No wonder, no wonder!" Yuancheng holds the Baoyi Army, and some of the lower-level intelligence is better than the King of Wei.

As early as when Choi and Lu were fighting, his informant in Tanzong had already brought out the news that there was a certain Dan family descendant who had been lurking in the Northern Dynasties, secretly paying attention to Tangun's fate. Given the importance of Danzong in Tanzong

, as long as he wants to disrupt the situation, he can enter at any time.

Yuan Hong was also very interested in Xiao Dou in the mountains. He simply threw his son in, stood up and walked to the window, "Is that faint laughter coming from Tan Ru?"

"No. Eighteen years ago, I had a fight with Tan Ru. At that time, his inner breath cultivation was already beyond that." Gao Bodhisattva replied.

"Eighteen years ago? You mean, that incident... Tan Ru was also involved at that time?" King Wei was almost killed when he was assassinated when he was young, which still left some shadows in his heart. He has always kept secret about that past event.

.

"I can't say he participated. He came to me to seek justice for Qing Yihan's death."

"The results of it?"

"He couldn't listen to my explanation and we had a fight."

"you lose."

"I didn't lose, but I lost."

"What's the explanation?" King Wei had always been very interested in gossip, not to mention what Tan Zong did eighteen years ago, which was deeply painful to him.

"If Gai Kun hadn't helped me, I would have probably lost."
Chapter completed!