Chapter 447: Excuse for Fighting

Master, below is the Wuxiang Sect. ”

Chu Luo stretched out his hand and pointed to a high mountain in front of him.

"What a majestic mountain!"

Mu Ping nodded secretly.

The location of the big sects all like famous mountains and rivers, such as Wudang and Kunlun in the world, and this Wuxiang Sect is no exception. The sect is composed of a total of five peaks, and it has become the trend of the stars holding the moon. The mountain in the middle is by no means half a point worse than the momentum and altitude of Panlong Mountain.

The waterfall hangs high, the vegetation is dense, and the clouds and mist are shrouded, like a fairyland.

It was learned from Xia Mengfa's soul search that there were 3,000 disciples in the Wuxiang Sect, including eight Yuanying old monsters and five hundred Xuandan.

The key is Taizu and the sect master, a Yuanying Ninth Layer Peak Perfection, and a Yuanying Ninth Layer Late Stage, as long as these two people are killed, the natural tree will be scattered.

"Who are you waiting for, dare to trespass on the Wuxiang Sect, and don't retreat quickly!"

As soon as Mu Ping and the others arrived at the mountain gate, "whoosh!" and two people popped out from the side of the mountain rocks, shouting, blocking the way.

"Bastard, I don't even know this sect!"

Chu Luo scolded.

"It turned out to be the deputy sect master, forgive the disciple for being clumsy, and hope that the deputy sect master will forgive his sins. ”

The person who came hugged his fists and bowed his hands, but the state did not have lip service.

"That's it, quickly return to the sect master, and say that I have taken down the thief and returned to the sect to restore my life. ”

"Yes, please also ask the deputy sect master to wait for a while, and the disciple will come when he goes. ”

As he spoke, the two glanced at each other and hurried towards the inside of the mountain gate.

"Chu Luo, have you noticed that the atmosphere here seems to be a little wrong. ”

"Master, are you a little too ......"

"No, get out!"

Before Chu Luo finished speaking, Mu Ping pulled his sleeve and wanted to retreat.

"Boom!"

Four figures descended from the sky and surrounded everyone.

"Hahaha, I have to say, Chu Luo, you are really more and more lively, and you can't catch up with a Xuandan monk, it really ruins the face of my Wuxiang Sect. ”

A man in his fifties, dressed in a purple robe, wearing a hoop on his head, with gray and pink hair, a dustwhisk in his hand, and dressed as a warlock, slowly turned around, and a chill shot out of his gloomy eyes.

"Jiang Wouji, is the poison on my body really from you?"

Chu Luo gritted his back molars and stretched out his hand.

"Who else can I be? You are a fool, have you finally found out? Tut-tut, yes, this must be outside, I met a master, and even my cultivation was promoted to the late stage of the ninth layer of the Yuanying Layer, but unfortunately, the main sect of this sect regretfully tells you that I have broken through to the peak of the ninth layer of the Yuanying last night, and I still press you, do you say that you are angry? Hahaha!"

Jiang Wuji shook off the dust, twisted his head three times, and spoke in a loud voice, making people feel uncomfortable.

"Chu Luo, are you sure he's Jiang Wuji......?

The image of Jiang Wuji reminded Mu Ping of a type of person - eunuchs.

"That's right, he's Jiang Wouji. ”

Chu Luo nodded.

"What you're cultivating isn't the Phaseless Divine Skill, right?"

Mu Ping asked thoughtlessly.

"No, only people who are close to the sect and Jiang Wuji are qualified to cultivate, and the old slave is practicing Biyang Divine Skill. ”

"I see. ”

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace!" "The Phaseless Divine Skill was passed on to Jiang Wuji's generation, how could it be so deformed?

How can such a eunuch marry a smile and give birth to an heir?

This really responds to the last sentence in the rivers and lakes, you always have to pay it back when you come out to mix, what cause you plant, what fruit you will inevitably bear. The Wuxiang Sect survived by selling the organs of the monks and profited from exchanging spiritual roots for others, which Cheng thought, this sect master, in the end, actually cut off all his organs, which is really unpleasant.

"I said you're not a group. ”

Mu Ping opened his mouth and changed Jiang Wuji's name.

"Who is Yue Buqun?"

Jiang Wuji's second King Kong was puzzled, and said suspiciously, "Jiang Wuji of this sect, who is you?"

He raised his orchid finger with his right hand, and Mu Ping got goosebumps when he saw it, and he was uncomfortable.

"Hey, hey, forget it, what Jiang Wuji Yue is not the same, aren't you all eunuchs?"

"Eunuch?

Jiang Wuji shook the dust in his hand again, and was even more confused, and said: "Where did you come from, the little guy is full of nonsense!"

"I'm so hard!"

Mu Ping covered his head.

"Forget it, Sect Master Jiang, right, why do you want to marry Xiaoxiao forcibly? If you can't marry him, why do you want to hunt down and kill his brother and sister everywhere?"

"Huangkou Xiaowu, this is a private matter, what does it have to do with you?" Jiang Wuji rolled his eyes, and Mu Ping almost threw up.

There are strange things every year, and there are especially many of them this year.

"It turned out that it was not, but now it is, because Liu Fei, he is my brother and my friend, do you say it has anything to do with it?"

Mu Ping tilted his head, trying not to look at Jiang Wuji's eyes and demeanor.

"Who are you, did Fan Xiao and Elder Peng die at the hands of you?"

Jiang Wuji's right hand cocked his orchid finger, and his face became cold.

"Alas, Sect Master Jiang, is it necessary for you to ask about this fool who can see it?"

"Whoever you say is a fool, you are a fool, your whole family is a fool!"

Jiang Wuji crossed his hands on his hips, as if scolding a street shrew, his chest straightened forward, and he walked over to Mu Ping.

"Kill!"

Mu Ping shouted, poured Yuan Li into his right palm, and slapped a palm at Jiang Wuji's chest.

Now that the excuse has been found, how can there be any polite reason?

"You kid is so bad, go to someone's place!"

Jiang Wuji grinned, brushed the hair on the dust with his right hand upside down, and smashed it at Mu Ping's wrist, the technique was tricky and ruthless, without dragging the mud and water.

"Kill!"

Seeing that Mu Ping had already moved, Da Mao and Xiao Wu glanced at each other, and as soon as Da Mao's spiritual power moved, Liu Fei and Xiaoxiao were accepted by him, and the two of them directly selected an opponent, caught the right pair and started fighting.

Chu Luo also chose an opponent.

Four pairs of infant monks fought together in an instant.

"Boom, boom!"

The palm shadow and the real weapon collided, making a deafening sound, and it was dark for a while, and the fight was very happy......

At the same time, a ghostly figure flashed, and then floated into the Immortal Clan's residence, gradually revealing its figure, a black cloth covering half of its face, and only two eyes were exposed.

"You...... Who are you?"

Hua Qianqi let out a loud shout, turned over and stood up from the chair, and as soon as he slapped the ring, a pitch-black spear was grabbed by him.

As a second-layer cultivator of Yuanying, the enemy actually came to his side and found that he had to say that either he had relaxed his vigilance, or the enemy was too strong.

"Capture your guys!"

The cold voice of the black shadow made the flower fall into an ice cellar.

"Are you Jiang Wuji?

"Can you see the true face of this sect?"

Jiang Wuji slowly took off the black cloth covering his face, and the person who was fighting with Mu Ping looked the same.

"I don't know...... The Sect Master's sudden visit, what's the matter?"

Hua Qianqi's hand holding the gun trembled slightly.