Pei Yuan made great strides ahead.

Behind him were Xiong Santai and Luo Wanjie, and behind him were Luo Yinger and other disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect and Feixiong Sect.

People in the martial arts world keep passing by, and running in a hurry.

After a while, I saw a high platform at the end of the street, and a large number of martial arts people gathered below.

The two of them stood opposite each other on the platform, and the bitter evil spirit spread out, causing the ground to fly with sand and dust.

The Jiugong Zhenren was wearing a Taoist robe, with spotted white beards floating, his eyes were full of anger, and he shouted: "Hu Yanchangyang, you have a grudge against me, Tiantai Mountain, just come and find the old Taoist, why bother to attack the younger generation? The old Taoist asked again, where did you catch my disciple? Is it dead or alive?"

Hu Yanchang Yangnian was about fifty years old, with a strong body and a chill in his eyes: "Die old ghost, no matter how many times you ask, I only have one sentence. I didn't touch your disciple, believe it or not!"

"The old Taoist has always been kind to others. Who else can he be besides you?"

"Be kind to others?" Hu Yanchangyang sneered and said disdainfully: "Since you have identified me, what else can I say? Let's see the truth under my hands."

Swish!

Hu Yanchangyang flipped his wrist and a golden light flashed, like a long whip of a golden snake slashing through the sky and swept towards the Jiugong Zhenren.

The long whip made a dense and crisp sound like fried beans under the rapid friction with the air, like electric fire cracking.

It is Huyanchangyang’s “Thunder Whip” that has been famous in the world!

"The old man is afraid that you won't succeed?"

The Nine Palace True Man steps on the mysterious steps, and the virtual and real changes are uncertain. On the platform, one and two are transformed into two, two are transformed into four, four are transformed into eight... and shuttled through the thunder whip that is dense and airtight, and attacked Huyanchangyang from all directions.

Every figure was floating on his palm, and was bombarded with a surging force.

At this moment, Pei Yuan and his group also walked down the high platform. Luo Wanjie saw this scene and said movedly: "This is the floating shadow footwork of Jiugong Mountain and the Taiqing Huiyuan Shen Palm. It is said that it was created by a top-notch master. When I saw it today, it was indeed extraordinary."

"Hu Yanchangyang's thunder whip is also an extremely powerful skill. Jiugong Zhenren has never mastered his kung fu to achieve great success, and he still has to fight this battle."

Xiong Santai shook his head and said.

Sure enough, Hu Yanchang Yang Li shouted on the stage, and the long whip in his hand rotated, and the phantom that was about to attack was shattered like a meat grinder, and instantly the Nine Palaces real person's body appeared.

The energy and energy are fighting.

The two of them collided like dry fire.

The battle was exciting, and both sides used their strange moves, which made the audience exclaim in surprise.

Pei Yuan looked for a moment, then turned his eyes and looked at the people on the side of the platform.

These people are all extraordinary, especially the first one is a man and a woman, who have all reached the state of marrow cleaning.

The man was about thirty years old, quite elegant and handsome, with his hair all over his hair but his frosty white.

The woman has a unique temperament. At first glance, she has both the agility and liveliness of a 17 or 18-year-old girl and the mature charm of a 30-year-old woman.

Even though the battle between Jiugong Zhenren and Hu Yanchangyang was fierce, many people in the crowd still looked at the woman.

"Senior, these two are Jiang Tiexin, the Medicine King Villa, and Xuanqing Fairy of Qingshuang Sect. They are both top figures in the righteous path..." Xiong Santai said.

At this time, the fairy Xuanqing suddenly floated up, like the fairy girl in the Heavenly Palace, with a graceful posture and a very fast speed falling into the field.

At the same time, a rampant laugh fell in the air: "Brother Huyan, let me help you."

In an instant, people only saw a clear light pounced on it, so fast that it was impossible for the eyes to catch it. They flew behind the Jiugong Zhenren, and a palm force that rose with a rising flame suddenly hit.

Bang!

Just as the Nine Palace Master was about to be hit by the vest, a slender jade hand suddenly wiggled it into it, blocking the fierce palm.

Fireworks scattered everywhere.

"'Green Winged Fire God' Sikong Yu turned out to be a villain who only knew how to attack behind his back? Xuanqing of the True Sect was disappointed."

After Fairy Xuanqing blocked this palm, she flew away and landed calmly. She seemed to have crystal pearl light in her beautiful eyes, and she looked at the person who came.

This is a middle-aged man with a short figure and a thin monkey.

Sikong Yu was forced to take a step back, his face turned blue and white, and he seemed to be frightened by Xuan Qing's Rongguang, and said quietly: "Fairy Xuanqing, I, I, I, I am not..."

After sucking and spitting for a while, without saying a complete sentence, Sikong Yu stomped his feet, rose up, and drifted away in his breath.

"The light skills are good!" Pei Yuan praised.

Xiong Santai continued: "Senior, this Green-winged Fire God is so skillful that he is unique in the martial arts world. It is said that he visited the Qingniu Palace at night a few years ago and escaped from the hands of the Lingyang Zhenren."

As he said "escape", Xiong Santai looked full of admiration.

All of this is because of the Lingyang of Qingniu Palace, Cao Zhengxiong of Hailan City and Faming of Baoguang Temple, which are the top three major and first-class in the Jianghu area.

Of course, Cao Zhengxiong's position has been replaced by Pei Yuan.

"Qingniu Palace, no one came to Baoguang Temple?" Pei Yuan asked casually.

"They came too, but not for the Zhenwu Hall, but were invited by the court to hold a fasting and worship ceremony on the Zhongyuan Festival. It is said that on that day, Lingyang Zhenren and Master Faming will attend and hold a meeting to discuss the Tao and distinguish the scriptures!"

Xiong Santai said with some anticipation.

"It's another two-person one..."

Pei Yuan thought about it, with Fang Datong and Baiyang Sect masters, the number of top-notch gathered in this capital city could not count even one hand.

Without the suppression of the same level, one-level person can turn the world upside down, let alone so many people?

The green-winged fire god Sikong Yu retreated on the stage, but Fairy Xuanqing did not withdraw. Her beautiful hands seemed to have no weight, flowing like a breeze, and naturally entered the battle between Jiugong Zhenren and Huyan Changyang.

"Fellow Daoist Nine Palaces, Brother Hu Yan, please stop. This matter is quite strange. Perhaps there is still inside story. You are fighting to the death now, and you may have hit the evil plan."

Two "bang bang" sounds, the energy exploded throughout the audience, causing the onlookers to stagger and fall.

Xuan Qing shook the Jiugong Zhenren's divine palm with his right hand, and pinched the sword finger with his left hand, as if he had hit a poisonous snake seven inches, and collapsed so much that Hu Yanchangyang's long whip was swung open.

Xuanqing himself also groaned and took a few steps back before he could stabilize his body.

But this scene was shocking enough. Xuanqing separated the two marrow-cleaning masters with one person, which showed that her cultivation level was still above the two of them.

A look of surprise flashed across the face of the Jiugong Zhenren, and then said, "Xuanqing Fairy, what do you mean?"

Fairy Xuanqing said in a deep voice: "My fellow Taoist Nine Palaces, although Brother Huyan is different from me, I believe he will not oppress the younger generation, nor is he the kind of person who dare not recognize him even if he does something."

Hu Yanchangyang snorted coldly: "Old Ghost of Jiugong, I have been with you for decades of grudges. If I really did it, I wouldn't care about another extra..."

Jiugong Zhenren was shocked and suspicious: "Who was caught by my disciple?"

"Fellow Daoist Nine Palaces, if your disciple is really captured, not leaving if you have something to do, then the purpose of the person behind the scenes is nothing more than to provoke us to fight..."

Xuanqing frowned and said.

At this moment, a sharp sound of wind broke out suddenly sounded, but a figure flashed across the street and rushed to Xuanqing. In front of the Jiugong and the others, there was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and narrow eyes.

"Li Jia, Pili Sect!"

Someone immediately recognized this person's identity in the crowd, who was the eldest among the three brothers of the Li family of Pili Sect.
Chapter completed!