The heads of the four immortal sects suddenly appeared without warning, which made the Happy King a little panicked, if it was only the most powerful sect master of the Divine Sword Sect, he still had the confidence to retreat, but now that the four major masters were gathered, it could be said that there was no chance at all.

It's all a bad thing from that stinky boy!The Happy King turned his gaze to Yang Ming on the other side of the hundred-foot ravine, his eyes were full of hatred, if it weren't for the broken sword qi remaining in the ravine, he would have rushed over and tore Yang Ming into eight pieces.

"Xu Niubi, why are you so protective of that kid, he shouldn't be your illegitimate son!" Jian raised his eyebrows, hooked the corners of his mouth, and looked at Xu Changqing with a smile.

"Third junior brother, don't talk nonsense, although your senior brother and I were born to be swaying when we were young, we have always been guarded like a bottle, and since the cultivation of the Tao, we have been even more pure-hearted and have few desires, and we have never done anything unscrupulous, where did you come from any so-called illegitimate child!" Xu Changqing's tone was a little uncalm, and he secretly glanced at Ao Shuang'er on the side while talking.

"Second junior brother, why do you say that, it is normal for men and women to love each other, and those who cultivate immortals are no exception, how can it become a matter of reluctance?" Hearing Xu Changqing's words, Yun Zhongzi pulled the corners of his mouth, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he immediately retorted.

"When we were in Shushan, we didn't allow our disciples to get close to women, especially men and women, so we naturally set it as a matter of reluctance, senior brother, you used to be a disciple of Shushan, have you forgotten all the rules of the door?

"Xu Niubi, how can a person who cultivates immortals get sick? You are really old and confused!" As soon as Jian seized the opportunity, he immediately mocked Xu Changqing.

"The third senior brother's words are wrong, I think that the senior brother is indeed sick, but it is a heart disease!" Ao Shuang'er also smiled slightly, Xu Changqing was stunned: Hundreds of years have passed, how can I not get tired of seeing the unchanged face of my senior sister?

"Second junior brother, do you think that young man looks familiar?" Yun Zhongzi stroked his beard calmly, and said secretly in his heart: Xu Changqing, this old guy seems to be serious, but he really has a black belly, and he pokes at people's sore spots. If it weren't for the difference of one step at the beginning, I would not have been driven out of the mountain gate by Shushan.

"Senior brother, after you say this, it's true, but for some reason, when I look at this young man's face, I always have a hazy feeling, I really can't see his appearance clearly, is it possible that immortal cultivators will also be dizzy?" Xu Changqing rubbed his eyes in disbelief, completely lacking a trace of the real demeanor of the fairy wind and bones, but like a monkey invited to tease.

"It's true, it's impossible to see. Ao Shuang'er looked at Yang Ming fixedly, shook his head, Xu Changqing took the opportunity to look at Ao Shuang'er 20,000 openly, but just happened to see the sword raise the heavy sword in his hand.

"Since you don't dare to show your true face, you must be a person with ill intentions, so let's kill it!" The heavy sword runes in Jianyi's hand flowed, emitting a thousand rays of light, and he slashed down with a sword.

Yang Ming watched the four people look at him like monkeys in a zoo, and then the middle-aged man with a dead face took out a handsome scumbag giant sword, turned into a lightsaber longer than a forty-meter-long knife, and slashed at it with a sword.

What kind of hatred and what kind of grudge! The first time we met, you want to cut me, cut me once, I will be old and dizzy, and by chance, it is not so simple to misunderstand if you cut twice! Yang Ming's heart was in turmoil, all because his feet could not move at all under the suppression of sword qi, so he simply closed his eyes and resigned himself to fate.

"Huh, why haven't I died!" Maybe it was too strong, Yang Ming's eyes couldn't open a little, feeling the beads of sweat flowing from his forehead, Yang Ming touched his body randomly, and after confirming that a part was not missing, he opened his eyes vigorously, and the tip of the sword of the dead man's face was still pointing at him, but the sword qi that was longer than a forty-meter-long knife disappeared.

"Senior brother, what are you stopping me for?" Jian Yi was a little indignant, in his eyes, Yang Ming was already a treacherous villain who hid his head and tail.

"Third junior brother, don't worry, this young man has a fire in his heart, not to mention whether you can kill him, even our cultivators can't see through his true face, if it is not for the protection of the superior, then his face is a heavenly machine!"

"Isn't it the Three Saints?" Ao Shuang'er said curiously.

"If it is really the descendant of the Three Saints, then this person must have merit, and he can become a good friend of me, so I am afraid that I will ......" Yun Zhongzi said and said no more.

"Senior brother, don't you want to say that he is the heavenly machine, but what is the heavenly machine?" Xu Changqing said puzzled.

"The so-called heavenly machine is the existence that will affect the operation of all living beings, and the heavenly machine can be good or evil. You and I can't see through it, just because he may affect life and death for you and me. The tone of Yun Zhongzi's explanation was full of concern.

"It doesn't matter what kind of genius he has! Whether it's life or death, it's man-made, kill him and it's over!"

Seeing that the face of the dead man in the distance was about to swing his sword again, Yang Ming's eyebrows jumped: Your uncle!

"What is involved in the heavenly machine must be all sentient beings, even if you and I break through the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao, but there are still thousands of Li people, thousands of children of your Divine Sword Sect, your wife and concubine, they will all be involved, have you really thought it through?" Yun Zhongzi did not make a move to stop Jian Yi, but only said a few words seriously, and Jian Yi slowly withdrew his hand.

Seeing the dead man's face put down his sword, Yang Ming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and was relieved.

"Yang Ming, why did you offend these great immortals, they seem to be very hostile to you!" Huang Mao hooked Yang Ming's shoulder, with a lively expression on his face.

"At this time, everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, is it necessary for you to gloat so much?" Yang Ming turned his head, looked at Huang Mao with a black face and said slowly.

"Huh...... Scold...... Eh, what, I'm not happy! It's an honor to die in the hands of a great immortal with you, it's an honor!" Huang Mao smiled, he could really feel Yang Ming's urge to press him to the ground and rub him.

"This is my good brother!" Yang Ming patted Huang Mao's shoulder with satisfaction.

"Since everyone is a good brother, for the sake of me saving your life just now, can you ...... Take the knife away from my kidney. Huang Mao trembled and flicked the bloodstained worn dagger on his waist with his fingers, and the sound of metal made him feel cold in his crotch: The wound on Yang Ming's waist is the masterpiece of this dagger, if you give it to me, will you lose too much blood and die!

"Oh, you're talking about this, I'm a psychic with an immortal weapon, I have my own consciousness, and I often stab uncontrollably, so you'd better be careful with me. The dagger flipped a few times in his hand, and Yang Ming put the dagger back in his pocket.

"Immortal Weapon...... Psychic ...... Your sister! A novice at level 10 is holding a level 100 artifact, who can believe it, can't you make up a decent reason?" Huang Mao couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Yang Ming ......"

"Don't talk, look!"

Huang Mao was just about to speak, but was interrupted by Yang Ming's sharp voice, only to see that it was another sword qi that soared into the sky, but the target was not Yang Ming, but directly aimed at the two happy kings.

The thin figure of the happy king suddenly straightened, pinched out the sword finger and stood in front of his chest, a huge tornado storm raged to destroy the withered and decayed, the sand and rocks flew in the mountains, and the hundred-year-old trees were uprooted, even if it was separated by an insurmountable moat, Yang Ming still felt the fierce strength of the wind like a knife.

The hundred-meter-long lightsaber came into contact with the huge tornado, the sky shook, Huang Mao almost didn't stand firm, he grabbed Yang Ming's shoulder to stabilize his body, the lightsaber shook under the impact of the tornado, and finally overwhelmed, dissipated instantly, and at the same time the tornado rose into the sky, like a giant Jiao churning in the waves.

"I want to go!" Yun Zhongzi's sword finger shot out a spell, and the tornado exploded suddenly, and the emaciated figure fell heavily from the air to the ground.

The happy king rolled out a few laps on the ground, lay on the ground and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and sneered: "Ahem! What a cloud neutron, it turns out that he is just a person who uses more to bully less and sell his reputation and reputation!"

"Whether I sell my reputation or not, my descendants will judge, and I can't help but criticize you. If you are planning to do something wrong today, I will definitely not let you go back freely, you will abandon your cultivation, I can let you go!"

Yang Ming stood in place in a daze, the scene in front of him was too shocking, covering the sky with one hand, turning over his hand for clouds, covering his hands for rain, opening mountains and reclamation is not a problem. This is the cultivator, the real cultivator!

"! Cool! That old man is so powerful, if you can worship him as a teacher, it will be a cow!" Huang Mao also looked at Yun Zhongzi high above, with a salivating look, as if he had seen a bright future for himself stepping on the fairy sword and hugging left and right.

"Hahahaha! Yun Zhongzi, you think you are old, I will listen to what you say, I want to see how you abolished my cultivation today!" The King of Merry stood up from the ground, grinning with his bloody mouth open, like a madman who had drunk the blood of a living man.

There was a burst of energy fluctuations in the void, and above the mountains, like a piece of plastic film being torn open, several spatial cracks appeared, and all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods stepped out of it.

The four of them secretly said that it was not good, they focused all their attention on the sharp-edged Happy King, but ignored the man with the national character face who had been silent, so that he completed the teleportation circle under his nose.

"That's Cheng Zhong, the former law enforcement elder of Qingyun Gate!" Jian Yi's eyes widened, and the closest person to him was the law enforcement elder of Qingyun Gate, who had been dead for nearly a thousand years.

"And the Great Elder of the Divine Sword Sect, Ghost Sword Sorrow!" Ao Shuang'er also let out an exclamation.

"It's not good! This is the Demon Control Wheel Technique of the Blood Demon Palace, awakening the obsession of the deceased before his death, turning into a demon, these former predecessors are not under you and me, second junior brother, help me!" Yun Zhongzi put away his previous pretense of dignified and shouted at his best partner Xu Changqing.