The man on the right has a thin face and a dull gaze. He stood very quietly in front of the dilapidated pavilion, the wind and waves of the lake on the far shore, the shouting and noise of the white bats in the city, and the angry flames of the prison group...... Everything, with his appearance, sank into a very "quiet" artistic conception.

Ren Xian raised his hand, wrapped his three fingers, and pinched out a handprint.

Everyone felt that the heaven and earth in front of the Danqi Zhai sank suddenly, and the blood light of the five Dangang Demon Rulers subsided, and the killing machine disappeared, and they all fell together, falling to the ground, and there was no movement.

Under the noon sun, the young man was wearing a dazzling snow-white robe, but the whole person seemed to be an empty shadow, which seemed to dissipate at any time.

After a long time, there were whispers in the crowd.

"That's Ren Xian, Ren Xian, the twelfth on the Qingxian List!"

Before he could make a move, he shocked the five masters of the prison killing group. It is rumored that his true strength has already been able to rank in the top nine of the Qingxian List, or even higher, and it is indeed true!"

"The second person of the Xingtian Dao Society, the title of the fifth grade, second only to the existence of Sima Shaoshuai. Are you kidding?"

Gradually, everyone's eyes moved away from Ren Xian's extremely quiet figure and fell to the majestic and burly man who was like a mountain on the side.

By noon, the temperature had risen, and the man with thick beard turned his head and swept over the crowd of onlookers, intentionally or unintentionally. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth and a big smile.

Contrary to Ren Xian, who is almost quiet to the extreme, Sima Wujian is like a raging fire, wild, heroic, and full of vitality, as if the sun of Zhongtian has descended on the earth.

The onlookers all showed awe, Chen Luo's face was cold, and Second Young Master Ning no longer looked arrogant, his eyes dodged.

In the Apocalypse Jing, everyone knows what kind of bloody wind and rain are hidden under Sima Wuji's seemingly bright smile.

The four princes of Apocalypse Jing, except for the one who is the leader, there are three left, and it is almost difficult to distinguish between them.

"Chen Luo, Ning Er, you two are really idle. Sima Wudao said.

Chen Luo stubbornly said: "The young marshal is not also very idle,"

"Haha. Sima Wujian raised his head, suddenly paused, and glanced at Chen Luo with cold eyes: "It's about your!"

Chen Luo's face turned white, and he opened his mouth with an embarrassed expression.

Ignoring Chen Luo and Second Young Master Ning, Sima Wujian turned to the five law enforcement monks and said lightly, "You can go back." ”

The black-robed law enforcement monk led by him had a stiff face, and he glanced at Luo Chuan with a hundred reluctance in his heart.

As a law enforcement officer of the prison group, he is majestic on weekdays, and he can make ordinary six-grade Taoist officials flattering. But if he offends Sima Wuji, there is a chance that he will not see the sun tomorrow.

Under Ren Xian's cold gaze on the side, the black-robed law enforcement monk bowed slightly, turned his head and was about to leave.

"Emperor Enhao, I grant you the right to supervise the Apocalypse Capital, and act as a superintendent on behalf of the emperor. You're just leaving, but you want to disappoint Tyne?"

A delicate voice came out of the crowd, and Chen Luo's face was happy.

"Wang Xin'er?" Sima Wujian looked at the girl.

"I've seen the young marshal. ”

The girl smiled at Sima Wuji, and walked to Chen Luo's side, her delicate and concave figure wrapped in a tight robe, showing her charm and seductiveness.

Luo Chuan remembered this woman, and it was this woman who provoked the incident on the outskirts of Apocalypse Beijing that day.

"Young Marshal, you're not right. Wang Xin'er snuggled in Chen Luo's arms, blinking her big eyes: "Sima Shuai's Mansion is a generation of ministers, a first-class Taoist mansion, and is also in charge of the five poles of Great Xia, and the emperor's grace is huge." As the head of Xingtian, Sima Shaoshuai should set an example, how could he violate the ban of Daxia in public? If someone with a heart learns about it and reaches Bixia's ears, Bixia blames it, and the Xingtian Dao Society loses Sima Shaoshuai, and the dragons have no head, how can it be good?"

"What a good tooth. Chen Luo, if you have a wife like this, what more can you ask for?" Sima Wujian said with a smile.

Chen Luo's face was ugly, Sima Wujian was praising Wang Xin on the surface, but the implication was that he Chen Luo was incompetent and not as good as a woman. No matter how soft and attractive the delicate body in his arms is, Chen Luo has no desire.

But Xin'er was wrong. Sima Wujian smiled slightly: "He Luo Chuan is a member of my Xingtian Dao Society, and he just joined ten days ago. The title of six grades, even if you injure a few supervising monks, what can you do. Chen Luo, you set up a trap to frame him and offend me, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

As he spoke, Sima Wujian turned to Luo Chuan with a warm smile in his eyes. With such a hint, no matter how much he should understand what I mean, whether he wants to or not, if he wants to live today, he can only join Xingtian.

"Young marshal......" Chen Luo's face changed slightly, and before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sima Wuji's sneer.

"Get out! What kind of thing are you? You're only a seven-grade person, and you can't rank in the top six of the Tianxing Dao Society, and there is really no one in the Chen Family Dao Mansion to push you out to support the scene, what qualifications do you have to talk to Ben Shuai? If you dare to be verbose, don't blame Ben Shuai for not giving Ning Xingtian face. ”

Chen Luo's face was flushed, and he was as cold as a cicada, but his heart was filled with bitterness. The game he framed Luo Chuan was actually used by Sima Wujian to subdue Luo Chuan. With Sima Wuji's means, there is no lack of shrewdness among the domineering, and this Luo Chuan will be loyal to Xingtian. was known by Marquis Ning, and it was indispensable to be scolded again.

At this moment, Wang Xin'er suddenly smiled, took two steps forward and said, "Young marshal, calm your anger." Before Xin'er came here, she went to Ninghou Courtyard and asked Xuanjia for something. ”

As soon as the three words of the Xuan family came out, the faces of the onlookers changed slightly, and they were all afraid.

A trace of vigilance flashed in Ren Xian's calm eyes, and when he looked at Sima Wuji, he saw Sima Wuji's face expressionless, but the gaze that looked at Wang Xin'er instantly became sharp.

Wang Xin'er's heart was beating wildly, she lowered her head, and took out a cyan jade jue from her arms.

Sima Wujian was stunned, his eyes became softened, and there was a hint of tenderness, and he muttered, "This is Miss Xuan's ...... Before, Ben Shuai picked it for her with his own hands. ”

"Xin'er still remembers that the young marshal said that seeing jade is like seeing people......" Wang Xin'er said cautiously.

"You gave it to someone else for the sake of such a trivial matter...... How much you hate me. Sima Wujian looked up to the sky, clenched his fists, and his laughter could not hide his loneliness.

Wang Xin'er was silent and didn't dare to squeak, but she was very proud in her heart.

"Young marshal, I don't blame you for that. "Ren Xiandao.

Sima Wujian stopped daxiao, looked at the green jade again, and said lightly: "Ren Xian, let's go." ”

No one was surprised, as early as when Wang Xin'er said the words "Xuan everyone", many monks had already guessed the ending.

Seeing jade is like seeing people, announcing where everyone goes, Sima retreats without illness.

Four years ago, in Tianqijing, in front of the Ninghou Dao Mansion, Sima Wujian smiled at the woman's back. After that day, the Xuan family moved into the Ninghou Daofu Courtyard, and they have not taken half a step out of the courtyard since then.

In the second year, the Xingtian Dao Society and the Tianxing Dao Society officially went to war, and the two sides frantically recruited Tiannan monks. Up to now, there are more than 1,000 sons of families above the ninth rank involved in this battle, more than 200 people above the sixth grade, and half a hundred above the third grade.

The immortal son of Tianqijing was angry, and it was not just a river of blood. In the Apocalypse Beijing, Miss Childe is angry and indulgent. But outside the Great Xia Dynasty, nine medium-sized countries have changed dynasties, and the small countries with broken mountains and rivers are close to hundreds.

Seeing Sima Wujian turn around and leave, the onlookers sighed in their hearts.

The overall situation has been decided, and this secret battle is ultimately won by the side of the Tianxing Dao Society.

"Tianxing Dao Society, the title of the seventh grade...... Chen Luo, this is all your hole cards?"

The silence on the long street was broken.

Sima Wujian frowned slightly, stopped, and turned his head to look at Luo Chuan, who had not spoken until this time.

It's as calm as before, but there seems to be a different temperament on it.

After years of killing and fighting, Sima Wujian suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, and a ridiculous thought flashed through his mind.

Could it be that Luo Chuan had already calculated that he would come forward, use himself to force out all of Chen Luo's hole cards, and by the way, listen to the details of the two Taoist societies, and quietly figure out the trade-offs...... It's like a thunder eagle hiding in the shadows, ready to attack.

No way, even if he really has this scheming, but where are his hole cards?

Sima Wujian shook his head secretly.

Perhaps it was a woman's intuition, Wang Xin'er also had something wrong in her heart, and glared at the law enforcement monk: "What are you in a daze! ”

The black-robed monk no longer hesitated, gritted his teeth violently, raised the demon ruler high, and Dangang rushed out, like an ice ruler across the long street, falling from the sky and slashing towards Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan moved. In the blink of an eye, Luo Chuan avoided Dangang, crossed the long street, and appeared in front of Chen Luo.

So fast!

Sima Wuji's pupils shrank.

"You ......" Chen Luo was stunned.

Luo Chuan appeared too quickly, and said that he would do it, without the slightest warning.

Although Chen Luo was a second-order True Dan cultivator in the Ning Dan stage, when he found out that the situation was not right, it was too late to condense the Body Protection Dansha!

Boom!

The voice that makes people's hearts chill echo through the long street.

Chen Luo's body protection pill was shattered by Luo Chuan's punch, the body protection robe was torn apart, the sternum was broken, and he curled up like a prawn falling to the ground in pain.

Boom!

The floor tiles on the long street were smashed in one piece, and Chen Luo's naked body was almost embedded in the ground.

"Bold!"

"Death!"

The five law enforcement monks shouted furiously, and slashed at Luo Chuan with their demon pestles.

Dan Gang had just fallen halfway and stopped suddenly.

Sima Wujian and Ren Xian's eyes fell on the object in Luo Chuan's hand, their bodies shook, and their faces changed sharply.

I saw a golden dragon-like brilliance rise from Luo Chuan's palm, swayed upward, and smashed Dangang apart, like a golden pillar that reached the sky, soaring straight into the sky! The five law enforcement monks were also violently knocked out and flew out, their heads blooming, and their heads were bleeding.

The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the wind was blowing.

Clang!

From a distance, in the imperial city under the purple gold clouds, the bell rang.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The bell echoed up and down the Apocalypse Heaven, reckless and thick, and only gradually stopped after five sounds.

In front of the emperor's palace, there is a treasure bell of ten thousand dynasties.

Emperor Xia traveled, and the bell rang nine times.

The national teacher went to the hall, and the bell rang seven times.

When the guru came to court, the bell rang five times.

In addition, even the first-rank and second-rank Taoist officials could not trigger the bell ringing.

The long street is silent, as quiet as stagnant water.

The monks looked incredulously at the dragon talisman in Luo Chuan's hand, which represented the identity of the Sanpin Tiannan Master.