On the mountain behind Zhengxian Gate, the immortal monks who came to provoke fought with the rebels of Qingxuguan.

There were five people on both sides, and there was no advantage or loss in numbers. Among them, the side of the Zhengxian Gate should be more noble and disdainful, and the martial arts side is particularly innocent and angry.

Both sides are full of confidence, disagree with each other, and have the potential to kill chickens and monkeys, and dismount to establish their authority.

As for the true strength of the two monks, it will only be assessed after the fight and the results will be available.

When the other party called Yang Fei, the flying sword of that person, under the urging of spiritual power, flashed with golden light.

Wang Meng's god (qíng) immediately focused on it, his eyes flashing with a clear glow, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

The sword, the opponent's flying sword, under the control of its master's (cāo), flew overhead, and in a dive, straight to kill.

If you can't dodge, then under this sword, you will definitely be pierced through the body on the spot.

Even if the other party's strength is not good, it is either dead or crippled.

When the Immortal Dao monks saw the flying sword flying, they were all overjoyed, and their arrogance became even more arrogant.

Martial Dao cultivation has reached the peak of the Holy Martial Realm, and at this time, Wang Meng (shēn) has also erupted with a lot of might.

He used the power of Zhou (shēn) in a very orderly manner, and under a big breath, the aura entered his (shēn) body, and then it was ignited by the internal fire in his abdomen, forming the true qi of the martial arts.

The dantian is like a water pump, transporting true qi to all parts of the whole (shēn).

Although Wang Meng was annoyed, he was not dizzy, and he categorically did not dare to use his (shēn) body to resist the opponent's flying sword.

He quietly poured the true qi (shēn) into the ebony stick, and suddenly a halo enveloped it. As if the weapon in the hand has a spirit (xìng), in addition to feeling more sturdy and powerful, it is also more convenient to wield and use.

Under Wang Meng's gaze, at the moment when the opponent's flying sword was in (shēn), it was very unexpected and swift with a stick that hit out, right in the middle of the flying sword's waist.

This blow is very powerful.

The opponent's weapon was bounced far away in an instant, and even the light was reduced by a few points.

Seeing this situation, Yang Fei frowned, his eyes became more and more vicious, and with a movement of his hand, he gathered spiritual power again to control the flying sword.

The companion behind it (shēn), who is also 神 (qíng) mutated, watched nervously.

After the light of the flying sword recovered, it flew more flexibly in the air, stabbing more difficult from all directions.

Wang Meng's eyes were like torches, and he stared at the flying sword while wielding the stick in his hand.

Every time the flying sword attacked, he was cleverly bounced away. He let the flying sword fly like a bee and fly again and again, but it couldn't hit his (shēn) body, let alone hurt him.

The flying sword was the most deadly, and the most fatal attack was all resolved by Wang Meng one by one, and the forehead of the other monk was also sweating urgently.

"With this ability, I thought you were so powerful!" Wang Meng laughed fiercely and said disdainfully: "Look at your grandfather Wang!"

With a fall, Wang Meng's body ran quickly, the speed was not below the flying sword, and in the blink of an eye, he bypassed the flying sword and deceived (shēn) to the other party.

Another shout: "Look at the fight!"

Wang Meng's stick fell like raindrops, and the monk of Zhengxian Sect couldn't control his sword, and hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power to defend.

At first, the shēn method was quite nimble, and he barely managed to dodge a few sticks, but as Wang Meng hit faster and faster, the sticks fell heavily on him (shēn).

After taking a few sticks, Yang Fei felt that the inside of his body began to turn over the river and the sea, and then he realized the power of the other party's jet-black stick.

That was Wang Meng's stick method after infusing the full (shēn) true qi.

With Yang Fei's move, the flying sword flew back into his hand from Xin, and he raised his sword to show his swordsmanship and fight against Wang Meng.

In the case of cultivating as equivalent (qíng), fighting with a mortal warrior (shēn) is tantamount to seeking abuse.

Yang Fei was even shot out with a sword by Wang Meng, and a large stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, spilling a large ball of blood......

At that time, when I couldn't see the reality at first, I thought how powerful the other monk was. After seeing the fighting situation, Liu Yimei and several people laughed contemptuously, almost laughing from the corners of their eyes.

Yang Fei was completely defeated at the hands of Wang Meng.

These five Immortal Dao cultivators who came from the mountain behind the Zhengxian Gate, their cultivation was only in the middle stage of Qi refining. It is precisely because the realm is not high that this has not been taken seriously by the sect, and it was secretly instigated.

Disciples in the late stage of Qi refining who have cultivated to a higher level are more valued by the sect, and they will not come to the door to provoke them like this without receiving orders (qíng).

At first, those five people, as the people in charge, were self-possessing immortal monks (shēn), how pure and arrogant.

He didn't even look at this foreign, smelly and sweaty ordinary warrior.

After a fight, they were slapped in the face and their faces fell.

Although there are five people on the other side, the monks at this stage all have spiritual power means, but Liu Yimei and them, when they were in the True Martial Realm, they trained the True Qi in their bodies, and at this time, when they reached the peak of the Holy Martial Realm, the True Qi in their bodies became even more powerful.

As long as it is not enough for a monk to fly in the sky, at the same level, fighting a ground battle with a mortal warrior, it is equivalent to looking for death.

If you don't have special means, or special strength, and run into them, it will really become a nightmare for yourself.

"Damn, you bastard!" Wang Meng shouted as he slammed the other party's body (shēn) hard:

"I'll make you arrogant! I'll make you rampant! I'll make you show off! I'll make you vomit blood......

Seeing that Yang Fei was beaten by Wang Meng and was powerless to fight back, the other party took the lead and jumped out, shook a long knife in his hand, and blocked it.

Seeing this, Liu Yimei also stepped forward and said to Wang Meng: "Brother is tired, I'll come here!"

Wang Meng and Yang Fei both retreated.

"Acquaintances kowtow to me and confess my guilt!" said the other party.

Liu Yimei smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Let me confess, it depends on how much ability you have!"

"Eat me with a knife!" The other party didn't say a word, and shouted: "Fire Slash!"

Wrapped in spiritual power, the opponent's (shēn) body jumped high, and the long knife in his hand also flashed a layer of flames, slashing towards the top of Liu Yimei's head with a powerful move......

I saw Liu Yimei roll his eyes, and the gentleman's sword in his hand waved instantly.

Bang!

The swords collided, and there was a heavy crisp sound, and both of them stumbled back with their weapons.

This move is so fierce and powerful that it is so powerful, which can be seen.

If it weren't for the other party's first attack, the offensive would be the first, I was afraid that I would be defeated by Liu Yimei and a sword.

Under this scene, the rest of the men and horses on both sides rushed up to help.

"I've met one with a knife before, and today I see how much weight you have!"

Liu Yimei looked at the long knife weapon in the other party's hand, and was very unhappy in his heart.

It was only because he had made a feud with a sword, and now he was tired of seeing a man with a sword, as if he had seen an enemy.

is also because the cultivation is not high, the monks on the side of Zhengxianmen, even if they are at home, their lineup is a little dilapidated.

They all carried in their hands the weapons used by the 平 (rì), four of them with swords and one with a long sword, and there was nothing else on the (shēn), let alone high-end items such as storage bags.

The two sides were five against five, and they were opposed from a new arrangement.

At this time, Liu Yi's eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and he saw that there seemed to be a few faint shadows (shēn) in the air, and he immediately thought to himself, no wonder someone was causing trouble to come to the door, it turned out that someone was behind it.

This one has obviously been fought, and there are no people in the air coming down, so it seems that there is an ulterior motive in it, maybe it is to secretly observe the true strength of the five people.

"Brothers, come on!" called the leading monk of Zhengxian Gate.

"Hit!" Liu Yimei also shouted.

When the opportunity to perform comes, both sides know that there are people watching in the air, and if they win, there will be opportunities and benefits.

......

After a group battle, the Zhengxianmen monks were all defeated, wailing all over the place, and they had no power to fight back.

On the other hand, Liu Yimei and other martial artists are all more powerful and more interesting the more they fight, but they complain that the other party is too careless.

After Liu and several others won, they put their weapons on each other's necks, threatening and scolding in every possible way.

The monks of Zhengxian Gate were disgraced and did not dare to resist, so as not to lose face.

When the battle ended, the shēn shadows in the air also flew down.

It was the left leader of the Foreign Affairs League, and he also brought two subordinates.

"Get out!" one of the Left Alliance Leader's subordinates yelled at the defeated five-man monk.

I saw them raise their pì strands one after another, dragging their broken bodies and slipping away.

"Wait for the strength!" said the leader of the Zuo League, his face seemed to be smiling, but in fact, his heart was like a knife.

"Xie Zuomeng's master boasted!" Liu and the other five saluted together and replied.

"The disciples of the low (jiàn) disciples in the door are ignorant, come (sāo) to disturb, don't go to your heart!"

The leader of the left alliance slapped the storage bag on his waist, took out a white porcelain bottle, threw it out, and continued:

"This is five Zengyuan Pills, take this Pill to ensure that you break through to the Martial Dao Innate Realm!"

Liu Yimei stretched out his hand, caught the thing thrown by the leader of the Left Alliance, and then looked at his partners, and several of them showed ecstasy on their faces.

"Xie Zuo Alliance Lord! Xie Men Lord!" Liu and the others knelt down in gratitude and thanked them.

"Cultivate well, and when you enter the martial arts innate nature, there is still a Peiyuan Pill to give in this seat. At that time, you can ascend to the martial arts and become a cultivator, and from then on you will be extraordinary, become a real monk, and officially join my Zhengxian Sect!" the leader of the Left Alliance pretended to be excited, and said incitingly.

When Liu Yimei and several people in the audience heard this, they were all excited again and even more grateful to Dade.

Until the three of the leaders of the Left Alliance left, the five of them were still immersed in ecstasy, and they looked a little unable to extricate themselves.

In the air, two of his subordinates on the side of the left alliance leader (shēn) looked at him.

At this time, I saw that the face of the leader of the left alliance had turned the color of pig liver, and his face was speechless.

"Alliance leader?" one of his men called.

Zuo Tianxiang swept over with a very sullen look: "If it weren't for the door master who sent a message and issued a death order, I wouldn't care if these puppies were useful or not, I would have broken their necks!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two men nodded in response.

The reason why the leader of the Left League is like this is mainly because the behavior of Liu and the others just now was a bit excessive.

Originally, the defeat of the five low-level monk disciples of the Zhengxian Sect had seriously damaged the face of the Zhengxian Sect, and they also insulted people like that, which was not only angry, but even the Immortal Dao was insulted at all.

How did this not make the leader of the Left League and his entourage, extremely disgusted and angry in his heart.

The dispute between the immortals and martial arts in the Southern Regions has been going on for a long time, and the Zhengxian Gate and the martial arts are the most opposite. Now that the martial artists are allowed to come in to cultivate, they must forgive their rude sins, which is beyond the Zhengxian Sect and beyond the tolerance limit of the Zuo Alliance Master.

If it weren't for the useful chess pieces, I am afraid that the five people who defected from Qingxuguan would have died in the first place.

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