"It's the master! He even took out the Feng Yan gun!"

Song Donglai's eyes flashed and he recognized the spear in Lu Xian's hand. It is the treasure with the highest rank in the Vermilion Bird Sect - the Fengyan spear of the lower grade of the ground level!

The Fengyan Spear was already the treasure of the Vermilion Bird Sect many years ago, and it was rumored that the Fengyan Spear was a spear smelted by the Phoenix True Flame. As long as the user has sufficient aura, he can release terrifying flames when the gun is fired, and the high temperature of the tip of the gun can melt all the yellow and Xuan rank magic weapons.

The tip of Feng Yan's spear collided with Mo Qian's long sword, making a piercing sound.

The sword body of the Yin Yang Sword dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye under the high temperature of the Fengyan Spear.

Mo Qian's eyes froze slightly.

"Heh! It seems that this is the legendary Fengyan Spear. Even the Yin and Yang Sword of the middle grade in my hand can be destroyed. ”

"But...... It's not enough!"

Mo Qianshu used the remaining strength of the hilt of his sword to stagger the direction of the Fengyan spear, and then kicked up with both feet, and slapped his palm at Lu Xian, who was still hovering in the air.

"Don't hesitate to scrap a Xuan-rank sword in exchange for a first move, it's really your style, Mo Qianju!"

Facing the right palm wrapped in terrifying energy, Lu Xian did not show the slightest panic, but pointed at the ground with the head of the gun, using the Fengyan gun as a support point, a fierce dragon flicked his tail, and his right leg exchanged rich flame energy, and slammed towards Mo Qian's right palm!

Bang!!!!

With an explosion, Mo Qianxuan finally took three steps back! And Lu Xian also took five steps back!

At this point, Lu Xian's figure was revealed from the monstrous flames.

"It's the boss!!"

"The boss is so strong!

"Like...... Even the Second Elder is here!"

The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect, who were originally a little disheartened and even desperate, lit up their eyes.

Boss, it's finally here!

"How's it going?

A tall and thin white-robed old man helped Song Donglai up. It seems that he is the second elder of the Vermilion Bird Sect in the mouth of his disciple.

"Hmm. Fortunately, the head is in time, otherwise my apprentice ......"

Bang!

Song Donglai slammed his fist on the ground, and he was ashamed of his powerlessness. If he really let Mo Qiansheng abolish Lin Lang, then is he still worthy of being someone else's master?

This may also be the biggest setback that Song Donglai encountered after becoming the third elder of the Vermilion Bird Sect.

"It seems that Master Lu's cultivation has improved. Mo Qiansheng flicked his sleeves, on the surface he praised Lu Xian, but his eyes still showed disdain.

"Hehe, I don't dare to be diligent in my efforts. I think Master Mo's cultivation is not as good as before. Could it be that he has been obsessed with some sneaky and robbing things recently, and he has fallen behind in his cultivation?"

Lu Xian's words made the corners of Mo Qian's mouth twitch. The stealing and robbery naturally refers to the bandit activities that Mo Qianxuan has done in the Vermilion Bird Sect in recent years.

"Hmph! It's just the Fengyan gun in my hand that can fight me. Do you really think that your little Wang Spirit Realm level 3 can stop me?"

"If you can't stop it, try it to find out!"

Lu Xian slammed the Fengyan spear horizontally, and the momentum of his whole body skyrocketed again!

"And me!"

The second elder who had placed Song Donglai also rushed over, and the two stood side by side, releasing the slightest momentum comparable to Mo Qian's.

"Add another Spirit Realm? Don't make me laugh off my big teeth! You Vermilion Bird Sect is really incompetent! It is a garbage sect, and if you can get out of a Wang Ling Realm, you have to burn incense and worship the Buddha. Hahahaha!"

Mo Qiansheng does have the capital to be proud of. There were three Wang Lingjing in the Yin Yang Sect where he was located, including him. In this regard, it is already comparable to the Chaotian Sword Sect, which ranks first in the Wind and Fire Country.

"You!!"

The second elder was extremely angry, and the aura of the tenth level of the Spirit Realm had been released, and he was only waiting for Lu Xian's order, and he tried his best to maintain the honor of the sect.

Which of the disciples, deacons, and elders present was not gritting his teeth?

It can be said that Mo Qian's words completely touched the reverse scales of the Vermilion Bird Sect monk. That is the honor of the sect!

"You!

An unexpected voice broke the silence. Lin Lang turned his head to see that Deacon Qin on the side had run out just now, he straightened his chest and looked at Mo Qianxing, where was he still trembling and scared!

Before Mo Qiansheng could speak, Lu Xian spoke first?

"Qin Luyuan! Come back quickly!!"

Lu Xian's tone was very anxious, he was not sure that he would snatch Deacon Qin back!

"No, sir, I have to finish my words today!"

Deacon Qin is like a person, even if the person in front of him is a monster that the head can't beat, he doesn't have a trace of fear!

"Oh, what are you? Lu Xian, show me your dog! Not everyone is qualified to talk to me!"

Mo Qianshu didn't even glance at Deacon Qin, and continued to talk to Lu Xian.

"Ten thousand Yin Yang Sects are not as good as one Vermilion Bird Sect! Mo Qianxian, don't think your garbage sect is too great! As far as I know, these two masters of the Wang Spirit Realm are just from other sects, right?"

Deacon Qin's words finally attracted Mo Qiansheng, and Mo Qiansheng's eyes suddenly became colder.

"Do you want to die?"

Deacon Qin smiled indifferently, and had already put life and death aside.

"In the last fifty years. The Yin-Yang Sect recruited a total of 631 disciples. Eight elders. A total of 439 disciples have betrayed, and 6 elders have betrayed! It is easy to come and easy to go! If your Yin Yang Sect really cultivates masters with your own ability, then I have nothing to say!"

"But, how have you developed and grown over the years, the people of the world can see clearly! A sect with no faith and no honor is just a kennel for down-and-out stray dogs to temporarily stay! Once the outside world has a more fragrant bun, who can you keep?"

Deacon Qin grinned when he said this, his life could be lost, but he would never allow anyone to insult the Vermilion Bird Sect.

"Deacon Qin said it well!!"

"The Yin-Yang Sect is just a Broken Spine Sect, and it is also worthy of being compared to my Vermilion Bird Sect?"

"Hahaha! I said how this Yin Yang Sect suddenly became stronger. It turned out that it was digging the foot of the wall?"

"Senior brother, be quiet, in case this Sect Master Mo becomes angry, no one can stop it!"

"Hahahaha, I can't imagine that the dignified Yin-Yang Sect is so unbearable, I'm sorry!"

......

The sneering voices of the Vermilion Bird Sect monks reached Mo Qiansheng's ears, and his green tendons flipped up slightly.

This time, he was really angry.

But he suddenly smiled again, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and he was confident.

"Hehe, as you say. My Yin-Yang Sect has indeed made a fortune from this! But compared to you pseudo-benevolent and righteous Vermilion Bird Sect monks, you are too real and frank. Lu Xian, am I right?"

Mo Qianshu showed an inexplicable smile. He stared at Lu Xian so hard that people couldn't see through his intentions.