Originally, Zhan Xinran thought that after Qiao Yun died, let Zhan Yuxiao come out to speak, and ask for the Que Fengya points that Xiaoyao Sect had snatched back. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoPresumably, the sect masters of these sects didn't dare to say anything in front of Zhan Yuxiao, but the white monk opened his mouth to snatch points for the Fanzen True Sect, which disrupted the abacus in Zhan Xinran's heart.

"Hehe, what about killing you disciples of the Brahman Zen True Sect! If I hadn't given you 10 billion at the beginning, you would have been able to achieve your current cultivation!" Qiao Yun sneered, "Drinking water should still be thought of! I didn't want you to repay your kindness, how could I have thought that you would repay your grievances with virtue!"

The figure of the white monk who was about to go to the main stage suddenly froze, and he looked at Qiao Yun in shock, and his heart was turbulent. Ten billion things are never known except for the parties involved, how can Qiao Yun know!

Soon a thought flashed in the white monk's mind, that is, Qiao Yun was the master in the mouth of the group of Xuan-level martial artists at the beginning, thinking of this, the white monk's head quickly turned and looked around the stage, and soon he noticed Hua Ren and the others at the location of the Xiaoyao Sect on the west side of the stage.

Hua Ren saw Bai Seng looking over, and raised the corners of his mouth at him with a smile, Bai Seng's heart was as clear as a mirror at the moment, and sure enough, this Qiao Yun was the master of those people!

Looking back at Qiao Yun again, Bai Seng thought in his heart, Qiao Yun can sit on the side of the main seat on the main platform, obviously his strength is extraordinary, could it be that Qiao Yun's strength is already very high? Bai Seng felt a little abrupt in his heart, if this is the case, then what Qiao Yun said about being kind to the two of them is really not fake.

But if Qiao Yun's strength was so high at the beginning, he could destroy two Xuan-level martial artists with a raised finger, how could he be willing to give himself and the 10 billion? The best explanation is that Qiao Yun's strength was only like this at the beginning, otherwise he would never easily take out 10 billion.

The white monk and the black ghost glanced at each other, and both of them saw the hot color in each other's eyes! The two thought of the same point, that is, in just one year, Qiao Yun had been promoted from a Xuan-level weapon to a heaven-level weapon, this speed was unheard of, needless to say, this Qiao Yun must have a heavy treasure on his body!

As for the rapid improvement of the two of them in a year, it is naturally because the two of them are masters who have surpassed the Heavenly Rank, but it is just because of serious injuries that their cultivation has fallen. With the financial support of 10 billion yuan obtained from Qiao Yun, the two of them are not afraid of spending money, and they continue to accumulate heavenly and earthly treasures for a year, so that they can repair and recover. But Qiao Yun is different, Qiao Yun has cultivated from the Xuan Rank to the Heaven Rank within a year, this kind of speed will never be believed if the two of them are explained against the sky with just a sentence of qualifications!

Both of them are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, and these things were thought out in an instant, and the next moment the two of them rushed towards Qiao Yun on the main stage almost at the same time.

"I said old ghost, what do you mean by this, this kid killed my disciple of the Sanskrit Zen True Sect, and the old man said that he would take him back to vent his anger!" The white monk couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw the doing it with him, but the speed under his feet did not decrease at all.

"Hmph, this kid sees that I don't actually salute, and he has a arrogant attitude, how can I tolerate him! I will take him back to cramp and refine my soul if I say anything! Old monk, you don't want to stop me!" The stepped up his speed as he spoke, and he was naturally unwilling to fall behind the white monk.

This white monk and black ghost have been fighting for hundreds of years, although they often haunt together, but in fact, they have been secretly competing, no one is convinced, and at this moment, knowing that Qiao Yun has good things on him, both of them naturally want to take it for themselves.

It's just that while speaking, the two jumped onto the main stage at the same time, the white monk stretched out his right hand and took Qiao Yun's left arm, and the reached out with his left hand to grab Qiao Yun's right arm.

Before the sect masters on the main stage could even react, they saw the two seniors on the stage rushing to the front and grabbing Qiao Yun one after another, while Qiao Yun was sitting upright on the chair, motionless, as if he was scared stupid. All the sect masters sighed secretly in their hearts, even if Qiao Yun cultivated to a high level, he was caught by these two people, one left and one right, and he was still torn in half!

Qiao Yun's eyes were slightly gloomy, Qiao Yun's words before were to point out that the two of them should not forget that they had helped the two of them, thinking that these two people were not only grateful, but also came up to snatch themselves, it was really ridiculous! Qiao Yun snorted coldly, and when the two of them pounced, his left and right hands waved out at the same time.

In an instant, a fierce wind blade and a dazzling ice edge came out of Qiao Yun's left and right palms, directly taking the two white monks and black ghosts. At the same time, the Qingyun Sword in Qiao Yun's hand quickly flew out, circled around, and stabbed at the back of the white monk's heart, Qiao Yun jumped up from his seat, there was already an extra giant hammer in his hand, and smashed it towards the side of the white monk, not only that, Qiao Yun took out the giant hammer and threw out seven small swords at the same time, outflanking the other side of the white monk.

Qiao Yun used all the means he could use as soon as he made a move, if it weren't for the fact that the long sword obtained from the Heavenly Group in the ring was given to the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect to use, Qiao Yun would definitely not take out a giant hammer, but would take out the long sword and perform the Xuanzhen Sword Technique. As for not revealing his identity as a cultivator in front of everyone, Qiao Yun had already been thrown aside, and he was already facing a life and death crisis at this moment, how could Qiao Yun dare to have any reservations!

A flickering ice edge appeared out of thin air, which made the white monk's pupils shrink suddenly, and he didn't care about catching Qiao Yun at all, and his whole body was about to flee quickly, but there was wind behind him, and the white monk knew that someone was sneaking attack, so he hurriedly flashed to his side, and at the same time swept the Zen staff in his hand behind him.

With a crisp sound of "click", the white monk felt a light in his hand, and when he looked back, he saw that the Zen staff in his hand was only half left, and the Qingyun sword was turning around, ready to attack him again. The white monk was so frightened that his soul was scattered, and at this time, seven small swords shot from the right side, and the white monk hurriedly flicked his left sleeve, and a gust of wind blew the seven small swords directly away, and they could no longer condense into a formation. And Qiao Yun's giant hammer had already been picked down at this moment, and the white monk didn't have time to dodge, so he could only use the Zen staff that had been cut off in half with both hands to shoot upwards with both hands, trying to block Qiao Yun's giant hammer.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the half of the Zen staff in the white monk's hand was directly smashed and bent, and the white monk staggered back, but he was hit in the chest by the residual force of the falling giant hammer, his face turned pale instantly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, but at the same time he also escaped.

Everything was in an instant, and it was only at this moment that the sound of the half-cut Zen staff that had been cut off by the Qingyun Sword before came out.

There was silence all around, and the stood on the stage not far away, looking at Qiao Yun, his eyes were also full of horror. Before a wind blade struck, the was also shocked, and hurriedly retreated, but fortunately, Qiao Yun did not pursue him, he retreated easily, and as soon as he regained his footing on the stage, he saw the scene of the white monk being hammered.

Qiao Yun held back his arm that was a little numb, and his heart was also extremely shocked, he knew that the strength of this white monk and black ghost exceeded the Heavenly Rank, but Qiao Yun only understood at this moment that he still underestimated the strength of the two. Qiao Yun previously occupied the advantage that the white monk did not pay attention to him, and he was a preemptive strike, not only that, but all kinds of means were all together, so he could not seriously injure the white monk, in a hurry, the white monk just spit blood and escaped, which shows that the depth of his cultivation is beyond Qiao Yun's reach!

The white monk's face was still pale, he reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the white monk's eyes were full of vigilance, and he asked, "Boy, who are you Chu Hanyu!"

"Chu Hanyu?" Qiao Yun frowned.

Seeing that Qiao Yun didn't seem to know Chu Hanyu, the white monk was also slightly stunned, and then snorted: "Boy, you don't want to lie to the old man!

As soon as the "Heavenly Dao" came out, the audience was in an uproar, in fact, when Qiao Yun used the wind blade and ice edge before, and saw that the Qingyun Sword could fly out by itself, all the sect masters and disciples present were shocked! Most of the martial artists felt that their heads were confused, and only the sect masters of various sects and a small number of disciples who knew the existence of cultivators knew that this Qiao Yun of the Xiaoyao Sect was actually a cultivator!

And the word Heavenly Dao came out of the mouth of the white monk, which caused the tremors of the sect masters of each sect, and a small number of older sect elders and disciples in the audience or disciples who had heard a little about the rule of Heavenly Dao back then also turned pale and had abnormal expressions, and some unknown disciples also became shocked under the words of others.

When Qiao Yun heard the word Heavenly Dao, he also felt a lot in his heart, Heavenly Dao? Could it be that the so-called Heavenly Dao Organization in the mouth of this white fat monk Qiao Yun immediately thought of what the beautiful white jade sculpture woman in the Lower Cave Mansion of the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley had said, and the beautiful woman had asked Qiao Yun if the Heavenly Dao Organization was still in charge of cultivating the true cultivators, Qiao Yun didn't know why at the time, and secretly felt that the name of this organization was too arrogant.

"No!" Qiao Yun said flatly.

The white monk listened to Qiao Yun's words, looked at Qiao Yun uncertainly for a long time, and then seemed to understand a little, the look of vigilance in his eyes went down a lot, and he said: "It seems that the old man blames you, I think you are not too old, and the Heavenly Dao Organization should have nothing to do with you." ”

The also came to Bai Seng's side at this time, the two glanced at each other, and then nodded to each other, Bai Seng turned his head and said to Qiao Yun again: "This little benefactor, we don't know each other if we don't fight, since you are a cultivator and not a member of the Heavenly Dao Organization, then our previous grievances will be written off." If you don't investigate the matter of you killing my disciple of the True Sect of Brahman, you don't care about the matter of the two of you?"

"Little guy, why don't you go with us, what do you think?" the black ghost didn't wait for Qiao Yun to answer, and said directly.

Qiao Yun glanced at the two of them, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you." ”

The white monk and the black ghost didn't expect Qiao Yun to agree so happily, so they were slightly surprised, but thinking of Qiao Yun's previous skills, the two of them were also relieved.

Qiao Yun looked at the Xuanyang Daoist on the side, entrusted the affairs of the Xiaoyao Sect to the Xuanyang Daoist, and then left Dingkun Peak with the white monk and the black ghost.

The discussion in the audience did not break out until the three of them were far away, and the discussion of the disciples of the sect could not be calmed down for a long time, and their eyes kept looking in the direction of the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect. (To be continued.) )