In the sky, the five formation flags were still standing quietly in the clouds. The strong wind in the sky pulled the flags and blocked half of the sky like a sun.

At the bottom of the formation flag, dozens of foundation-building real people were divided into two parties to fight for their lives. The sound of spells was endless. Sometimes there were flames, sometimes the rivers were rolling, and sometimes the wind was blowing. All kinds of scenes of magic transformation were constantly changing like a lantern, and various magic weapons were intertwined and collided, flashing dazzling colors in the air.

Not far from the battlefield between the two sides, the seven-star chariot had already overturned to the ground. The registered disciples who had just entered the door rushed out of the carriage and looked in front of them with a blank expression. They had never seen the battle of the Foundation Building Real People. At this moment, they suddenly saw each other and naturally had their own feelings. Some people were thrust in their blood, but they felt excited all over; some people looked surprised, and seemed very surprised; some people were calm and always watched coldly.

Moreover, among them, seven or eight disciples were timid by nature, and fear surged from their faces. They turned around and wanted to escape in the direction of their origin. However, without running ten feet apart, they were chased by a young man who was as big as an iron tower. They lifted them up like children, threw them back with one hand and one hand, brushed their sleeves, as if they had accomplished a trivial matter.

"Huang Tianba, the road is facing the sky, go one side, do you punish the land and meddle in other people's business?"

The seven or eight disciples rolled on the ground like rolling gourds before stopping, but they knew Huang Tianba was so powerful that they just threw them back. If they punched them in the back, they might have penetrated their chests in an instant. They just shouted a few random words and turned around and ran towards the other direction.

But without running a few steps, a girl in red suddenly caught up with her and shook her hand and shook her long whip. The shadows of whips swept towards them. The arms, arms, waist-wrapped, and cross-legged, were pulled back one after another. No one could escape from the whip while waving the whip.

The seven or eight disciples rolled to the ground, and were slapped in pain, shouting, "Bian Xuyue, we have no grudges with you, why don't we let us go? Huang Tianba has always been domineering, but it's okay for you, but you are the same. Isn't it because of your husband and wife?"

The girl in red suddenly became extremely angry, yelled a few times, raised the whip in her hand, and whipped the disciples with a chuck and a whip. The screams suddenly became a series of screams. The woman just whipped hard, but ignored it. When she met a few legs and feet, she also rolled back with a whip, as if she was chasing her own cattle and sheep.

Those disciples pressed me, I pressed you, you pulled me, I pulled you, tangled together on the ground, screaming miserably. The disciples around him heard the sound and surrounded him. Seeing that the girl in red was extremely powerful, she was as quiet as a cicada, just watching the excitement. Even Huang Tianba stood still with her hands holding her shoulders, and a helpless smile appeared on her face.

At the head of the seven-star carriage, Qian Yucheng came out of the carriage with his cradle in his arms, looked around blankly, looked at the baby in the cradle in horror, and smiled bitterly: "Little ancestor, I have done everything, but I have never taken care of the little baby. You must not wake up at this time!"

He shook his head and sighed repeatedly, and said with a palpitation on his face: "Fortunately, before leaving the city gate, Elder Mu put a third-level poison talisman on your butt, otherwise it would be a waste alone, I'm afraid that my life would be taken."

He was sighing and a sturdy boy in front of him came up quickly and said with a sad face: "Senior Brother Qian, the four horses were fascinated by magic, but if they woke up and did not control the foundation-building real person, they would be afraid to panic and gallop immediately and accidentally hurt their junior brothers and sisters. It would be really a tricky thing."

Qian Yucheng looked up and immediately recognized the person who spoke. It was Jin Yunping, who had the highest cultivation level among the registered disciples. Without thinking, he immediately ordered: "What's the problem difficult to solve? Junior Brother Jin, while the four horses were not awake, he quickly found some iron chains to tie the horse's legs up. Do you want to see how they ran?"

Jin Yunping's expression was suffocated. He did not expect that his senior brother would come up with such a bad idea, but he had to admit that this method was indeed a way. He immediately responded loudly and led a few disciples down to find the iron rope.

Qian Yucheng shook his head slightly and watched the distance with a worried look, but the thrilling scene suddenly made him sweat suddenly. He knew that the battle of the Foundation Building Real People was not able to help at all. At this time, he could only leave it to fate. Fortunately, he always believed in his heart that Wuji Sect was not so easy to defeat after several hardships.

He wiped the cold sweat from his head on his back and said to himself: "The junior brothers and sisters have never experienced such a situation. If it gets messy, it would be a troublesome thing. As an inner disciple, he is the elite of the sect. Even if he can't help with the fight, maintaining the order of his disciples is still the responsibility."

At this point, he tightened the swaddle in his arms and deliberately raised his face to make himself look extremely majestic. Just when he was about to take action, he heard noises coming from behind him, and there were endless noises. He couldn't help but turn his head and look at him, but saw a group of registered disciples not far ahead, surrounding him, and I wonder what they were looking at?

Qian Yucheng was curious and walked forward quickly and looked inside the crowd. He saw a girl in red vaguely waving a long whip in her hand and whipping hard below. He saw that the whip was extremely fierce and clattering among the crowd. It was obviously full of force, and he couldn't help but thrust in his heart. He was about to see who was being beaten on the ground, but there were many people in front of him and he couldn't see anything.

Qian Yucheng stood on tiptoe and stretched his head to look inside. He saw seven or eight disciples lying on the ground, all of whom were registered disciples of our sect. Two or three of the junior brothers wanted to secretly use spirit stones to please him when he was in Wenfeng Tower. Although he refused with a positive attitude, these extremely eye-catching junior brothers were kept in his heart.

Seeing that they were beaten to pieces, they immediately burst into anger and shouted loudly: "Where did the wild woman come from? Do you dare to hit the disciples of this sect? Are you impatient to live?"

Unexpectedly, before his words were finished, the woman in red suddenly turned her head, her eyes shot like lightning, and she said angrily: "Who is talking? Let me see if I don't kill you?"

Before the woman could finish her words, she raised her left hand and the whip in her hand passed through the heads like a swim-up snake, sweeping away like lightning.

As soon as Qian Yucheng said it, he felt a little regretful. Within dozens of feet in front of him, there should be no one except the disciples of this sect. The girl in red might be her junior sister, so she should ask clearly. As an inner disciple of the sect, it is also a responsibility to take care of her junior sisters and resolve disputes for them.

While he was thinking, he didn't expect that the girl in red not only spoke harshly, but also started to move her hands, but he was a little caught off guard. Because his right hand was about to hold the child, he could only stretch out his left hand to grab it, but unexpectedly, the whip seemed to have eyes, and it was around his arms and rolled straight towards his neck.

Originally, Qian Yucheng's cultivation level of Qi Refining was no problem avoiding this whip, but he was negligent in practicing and his fighting experience was very ordinary. In addition, he was holding a cradle in his arms, for fear that the whip would hurt the child in the cradle. Although the girl in red had the seventh level of Qi Refining, her whip technique was superb, and she was extremely cruel and ruthless in her actions.

As the two of them grew, Qian Yucheng fell into a disadvantage in an instant, and his neck was immediately wrapped in a whip, making his breathing difficult. He was about to break free, but when the girl in red shook her arms, he felt his neck tight and his feet were all off the ground, passing by the crowd like a fog, and rolling to the ground with a "bang".

The girl in red seemed extremely happy and immediately burst into laughter. She was about to raise her whip to beat her, but she seemed to have seen something strange. Her laughter stopped abruptly, and the whip didn't fall down for a long time. She exclaimed in a burst of voice: "No! Brother Qian, how could it be you?"

"Isn't it me? My little girl is so powerful!" Qian Yucheng cursed in his heart and hurriedly got up from the ground. He didn't have time to pay attention to the girl in red, but he quickly looked at the cradle in his arms. However, seeing the baby in the cradle sleeping soundly, there seemed to be no sign of waking up, he couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, the moment he landed on the ground, his back rolled down, and the shock force generated by the falling to the ground had not awakened the baby in his arms.

At this time, the seven or eight disciples who were originally lying on the ground and shouted, had already recognized Qian Yucheng, and immediately climbed forward with surprise on their faces, shouting: "Senior Brother Qian, you are here just in time. Senior Sister Bian relies on her advanced cultivation to bully the junior brothers of her fellow disciples. Moreover, she is really a violation of the following. Both of them can be considered as violating the rules of the sect and should be given heavy punishment."

While speaking, they surrounded Qian Yucheng, wiped the dust on his clothes, smoothed the wrinkles on his trousers, and wiped the soil on his boots. They were all full of compliment and respect, and they were all flattering and flattering.

Qian Yucheng felt great benefit. In front of his junior brothers and sisters, he was swept in by the long whip of the girl in red, which damaged the reputation of the inner disciples. He was already a little unhappy and naturally wanted to punish her well. He immediately said with a righteous face: "Please rest assured, junior brothers, senior brothers must be fair for you."
Chapter completed!