When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but take a step back.

"Look for death!" Zhao Congyu sealed his hands, "Yuan An, don't blame me for being careless, even if you have a magic weapon to help, you take yourself too seriously." ”

The black aura surged out with the movement of his seal, and the light and mist at the beginning became more and more viscous, like a silky satin, soft but quickly covering Yuan An.

At this strange moment of black aura, everyone could still feel the cold aura from a distance, and its power was no longer comparable to when they faced karma and others on the tomb mountain.

It seems that this Zhao Congyu is really impatient, knowing that although Yuan An doesn't know how to do spiritual arts, he is also difficult, so he used the tenth-layer skill at the beginning.

"Mr. Yuan!" the bodyguards No. 3 and No. 4 exclaimed at the same time.

Bodyguard No. 3 said loudly: "Yuan Gongzi, this force is extraordinary, you quickly retreat." ”

They have a spiritual protection body and still feel its deterrent power, not to mention that Yuan An is just an ordinary person, although the force value is terrifyingly high, but it is still in the realm of human beings after all.

Bodyguard No. 3 rushed forward and stopped Yuan An behind him, thinking that no matter what happened later, he would block this wave of attacks for the monks of Congyun Temple first.

No. 3's face was resolute, with some strong men who would never return.

These bodyguards of Ji Hui have their own unusualness, in addition to belonging to the Ji family, they also belong to the Yan Prison Sect. Although the Yan Hell Sect is mainly based on spells, it is not only spells. Bodyguard No. 3 Lingshu was born with murder weapons, and Ji Hui focused on his cultivation in this area.

Bodyguard Three's weapon is a long sword, about ten centimeters wide, which he usually puts in a box and disguises it as an ordinary musical instrument and carries it on his back. At this time, he took the knife and directly crossed Yuan An to meet the thick black gas, only to hear a loud "bang", the black gas was bounced back a little, and No. 3 was knocked out by a strong rebound force, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fell in front of Yuan An.

There was a crisp sound, and the long sword fell to the ground.

However, the black gas that bounced back soon flew back again, with an even more ferocious momentum than before.

Zhao Congyu laughed wildly and said: "Since you are looking for death, this sect will be fulfilled!"

"No. 3! Yuan Gongzi!" Bodyguard No. 4 was shocked and hurriedly came to the two of them. Even those monks were determined to act.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded, and the indifferent emotions instantly calmed everyone's eager panic.

I saw Yuan An bow his head and pick up the sword of No. 3, take a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Wait back!"

There is no pretense of posture, he just stands there simply, and there is a most reassuring power.

"Yuan Gongzi?" Bodyguards No. 3 and No. 4 raised their heads and looked at him stunned.

Yuan An looked at Zhao Congyu coldly, bit the handle of the alien sword, and then held the sword with both hands, and suddenly moved!

Everyone only felt as if there was a double image in front of them, and when they came back to their senses, Yuan An had disappeared in place, rushing into the thick black mist.

The first reaction of No. 3 and No. 4 was that regardless of whether they were spiritually skilled or not, this speed was no longer in the realm of humans.

The thick black mist seemed to have an entity, and it was split in two, and suddenly it twisted a few times viciously and frantically, and then gradually dispersed.

Only then did everyone see the scene clearly.

I saw that Zhao Congyu's face was pale, and he looked at Yuan An's gaze as if he was looking at some monster.

Yuan An dragged the long sword on the ground with one hand, and the other hand hung down unnaturally, and his clothes were ruined in many places, looking a little more embarrassed than Zhao Congyu opposite, but the figure that was still standing straight inexplicably made everyone believe it.

Yuan An turned his head and spit out the detached sword that only half of his mouth was left, regardless of the injuries all over his body, he wiped the blood on his lips indifferently, hooked his lips and sneered: "Zhao Congyu, are you still here?"

"This ...... This ......" Three was so shocked that he couldn't say anything. He had just comprehended the power of the black qi wrapped in it, not to mention ordinary people, even if the magic skills were slightly worse, I am afraid that he would be bounced out if he was only a little close. He was able to knock it back a little distance, and he had already used all his strength.

But now, Yuan An has broken through this power! Even the black qi has been cut alive!

No wonder Mr. 1 and 2 admit that they can't beat him, and they thought it was just polite before, but now it seems that there is still some reason.

Looking at the tattered clothes on Yuan An's body and the half-melted alien sword, anyone with a little eyesight can see that the black qi is probably corrosive.

Yuan An knew from the beginning that Zhao Congyu knew that he had a strange sword in his hand and made a killing move, which was probably extraordinary. In fact, as he guessed, except for the layer wrapped outside with extremely offensive power, the black gas inside was like cotton, and it was not half aggressive, and its lethality was due to its amazingly strong corrosive ability.

However, although the Alien Sword could not absorb this attack, it absorbed most of the corrosive power in front of him when Yuan Yen rushed in. It's just a pity that this treasure was also destroyed.

"With only sword qi, just with a sword...... "The people of the other sects who reacted at this time said incredulously, "An ordinary person who doesn't know spiritual art can actually do this step." ”

After all, Zhao Congyu's blow, no one present dared to say that they could take it.

"Poof-" In the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhao Congyu suddenly took a step back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. "Yuan An!" he said through gritted teeth, "Are you human?"

When everyone was focused on the situation of the battle between the two, there were a few low-key luxury cars outside the crowd.

The door of one of them opened, and Hua Qirong stepped down from it. sighed: "It is worthy of being a person who can follow the Sect Master Zisang, this strength is really amazing." ”

His voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Hua Qirong!" Zhao Congyu turned around and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"No, no, it's the opposite!" Hua Qirong walked up the steps step by step and stood in front of a few people, "This sect heard that Sect Master Zisang was here, so he came here. As for what the master of the Zhao sect said, this sect disdains to do it, not only that, but sending charcoal in the snow is also a fine tradition of my sect. ”

Zhao Congyu sneered: "If you want to go against the Holy Gate, it's up to you?"

The disciples of the Nine Xuanzong all came over, and the momentum was quite amazing.

Hua Qirong said: "It seems that the Zhao Sect Master has some misunderstanding about my sect. Although Jiuxuanzong has been low-key in recent years, it has not reached the point of being bullied. Since the sect master of this Congyun Temple wants to protect it, the Nine Xuan Sect will naturally protect it. ”

"Sect Master Zisang?" Hearing him mention it again, everyone reacted, "Could it be that the woman who went in before was the rumored Sect Master of the Nine Xuan Sect who was immortal?"

The person who answered also reacted, and his voice was shaking, "Can a person who can make the sect master of the Nine Xuan Sect in awe like this, how can there be a fake?"

Everyone looked at the wide open mountain gate of Congyun Temple in fear, as if they could see Meng Poyi who had entered before.

This scare is too much, and the more timid sects are ready to slip away.

After all, no matter how powerful these bigwigs in front of them are, they are still within the scope of imagination, but that Zisang Sect Master only exists in rumors, not to mention that now the Nine Xuanzong Sect has clearly wanted to participate. This Nine Xuanzong is a sect with the same name as the Holy Gate, plus the strange person who obviously doesn't have the slightest magic but can make the Holy Gate Master vomit blood.

Fortunately, I didn't do it before, so let's hurry up and get away!

Half of the large and small sects left in an instant, Hua Qirong glanced at the sects that were still holding a fluke attitude, looked at Zhao Congyu and threatened: "Sect Master Zhao is sure to make a move against Congyun Temple? This is the enemy of Congyun Temple of the Nine Xuan Sect Yan Prison Sect at the same time!"

As soon as this statement came out, the remaining half of the people also ran away. Although I don't know when the mysterious sect Yan Prison Sect came in, but since the founding patriarch of the Nine Xuan Sect entered quietly, at this time, it is said that half of these monks are people from the Yan Prison Sect, and everyone feels that there is nothing strange, so let's run for their lives quickly!

Everyone left very fast, for fear that they would be remembered if they ran late.

Zhao Congyu was angry, this time he could be called stealing chickens and rice, "Sect Master Hua is affectionate and righteous, and this sect admires, but this hatred, I have written it down in the Holy Gate." Let's go!"

With the departure of the people who held the Holy Gate, the crisis of Congyun Temple was finally completely resolved. This time it seems that the crisis is not small, but at the beginning, there was karma desperately protecting it, and karma fell, and Yuan An and others arrived, so except for the temple, there was no casualty among the monks.

In order to thank everyone for saving the temple, Congyun Temple's meal in the evening was extremely rich. Yuan An finished his meal and leaned against the door of the karma courtyard with his hands folded. The wound on his body was not serious, it had been simply bandaged by this time, and a white strap leaked from the neckline.

Hua Qirong finished his meal, walked over and stood next to Yuan An and looked in, "Sect Master Zisang is here?"

Yuan An nodded, Hua Qirong thought for a while and said, "Is Master Karma okay?"

Yuan An shook his head, "I don't know yet." ”

Hua Qirong said: "I hope that the karma master Jiren has his own natural appearance." He said with some confusion, "But why did Sect Master Ji also go in?"

Since the crisis between the Ji family and the Yan Prison Sect was resolved, the Yan Prison Sect had occasionally attended several Otherworldly Events. Although it is not high-profile, it is no longer as deliberately hidden as before. It was only at this time that everyone was shocked to realize that the sect leader of the Yan Prison Sect, who had inherited thousands of years of mystery, was actually the head of the Ji family, who was in charge of the business world.

Yuan An shook his head again, indicating that he didn't know.

When Hua Qirong heard this, he also understood. Because it was much like what he saw.

After all, it is the information age, and although the news of the sects of the other world is not announced to the people by convention, the network between the various sects can be communicated. The picture of karma persisting for several days before finally completely collapsed asked someone to secretly take a photo and upload it to the Internet.

Then Hua Qirong recognized Meng Poyi from the back, and then he rushed over, but Ji Hui's picture flashed by, and not many people noticed.