"Don't panic, everyone" At this time, Zhou Tong shouted at the guard, and then led more than a dozen yellow-shirted disciples to fly up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the same time, a blue figure swept out of the top of the cliff, two fingers and a little bit, a gang qi shot out from the fingertips, hit the back of the blood spider, only to hear a soft sound of "bang", a blood cloud spread out on the cliff wall, and the blood spider was blasted into pieces by the gang qi.

It was the old man in the blue shirt who shot before, and he was waiting on the top of the cliff, when he heard the unusual movement under the cliff, he came to inspect it, and just happened to encounter this scene.

The blood spider was shattered, and a large cloud of red slime and red smoke dispersed rapidly in all directions, most of which fell on the disciples below.

The blue-shirted old man struck again, and a curtain of aura light crossed above the group of disciples, blocking the red slime and red smoke that fell.

Zhou Tong and more than a dozen yellow-shirted disciples took the opportunity to save the twelve disciples who were in danger, as well as Zhao Ying, who was falling at a high speed, and led the thirteen people to rush up to the top of the cliff.

And Ao Baifeng's figure was less than 100 meters away from the top of the cliff, and in a few moments of frantic climbing, Zhou Tong and the yellow-shirted disciples who saved people reached the top of the cliff one step ahead.

Seeing that the disciples had escaped safely, the old man in the blue shirt once again exerted his strength, and struck several waves of qi at the red slime and smoke floating in the air and sticking to the cliff wall, the air flow surged, the rubble splashed everywhere, and after a while, the red slime and smoke dissipated without a trace.

The soles of the blue-shirted old man's feet spun rapidly and flew to the top of the cliff.

On the top of the cliff, everyone turned their strange eyes to Ao Baifeng, and the scene on the cliff just now made many outer disciples frightened.

Ao Baifeng stood motionless on the edge of the cliff top, his eyes fluttering with black clouds, without any brilliance, looking at everyone sluggishly.

At this time, Zhao Er strode up to Ao Baifeng, slammed his palm at Ao Baifeng's chest, and roared: "Say, what despicable means have you used this waste."

Before Zhao Er's palm touched Ao Baifeng's body, it was sucked by an inexplicable suction, and the martial origin qi in his body continued to pour outward, flowing into Ao Baifeng's body.

Zhao Er was terrified, and instinctively wanted to take it back, only to find that he couldn't take it back at all.

The old man in the blue shirt saw that there was something strange in it, and his right palm was raised high and slashed, and a burst of qi poured down from the middle of the two before separating the two.

Zhao Er's breathing was unusually short, obviously frightened.

After the two separated, the black light in Ao Baifeng's eyes retracted at this moment, disappeared in an instant, and a vague scene began to appear in the two eyes, and the person gradually began to regain his senses.

"Uncle Shi, Ao Baifeng's whole body is weird, I am not a decent person, let me clean up this evil for the Quanyang Sect today."

Gao Hu thought that this was a good opportunity to rectify the arrogant white wind, so he asked the old man in the blue shirt for instructions, saying that it was asking for instructions, but in fact, it was just a symbolic respect for the old man in the blue shirt.

Before the blue-shirted old man could allow it, Gao Hu snorted coldly, and the giant fist slammed into Ao Baifeng's chest, and a faint qi lingered on his fist.

Ao Baifeng had not yet regained consciousness, and it was strange that he could see a figure rushing towards him with his fist in a daze, and suddenly his whole body was instantly filled with a mysterious force, and he instinctively punched to meet it.

Ao Baifeng's fist did not have the slightest trace of martial arts, but the fist slashed through the air and made a sneering sound, which Gao Hu couldn't reach.

Gao Hu's figure was slightly stunned, and he was inexplicably panicked in his heart, not knowing whether he was hesitating or being afraid, but Gao Hu was very confident in his fivefold cultivation of qi.

For a person who has not reached the first level of qi training, it can be said that it is effortless.

"Bang", the two fists made a muffled sound against each other, and then Gao Hu screamed and flew out upside down.

Being knocked down by a waste punch was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Gao Hu, he didn't believe it was true, and quickly stood up to regain his majesty, but before he could stand up straight, he fainted directly.

The explanation of the crowd on the side grew in shock, and the old man in the blue shirt couldn't believe everything in front of him, a waste who had not reached the level of Qi cultivation and the weight of Qi cultivation defeated the genius disciple of the fifth level of Qi cultivation with one punch.

After Ao Baifeng and Gao Hu inexplicably punched each other, his brain was "buzzing" and he fell to the ground.

There is a courtyard at the foot of the mountain outside the Quanyang Sect, in which there are hundreds of small houses, and many disciples dressed in black cloth come and go here, which is where the miscellaneous servants of the Quanyang Sect usually live.

There was a relatively remote house in this miscellaneous courtyard, which was usually the most inconspicuous, but at this moment the door was closed, and in front of the door stood two outer disciples dressed in white.

In the small courtyard in front of the remote house, there were occasional handymen in black cloth to carry the sundries, but each of them deliberately did not walk around and did not approach the remote house.

The inside of the house is very simple, a square wooden table, four wooden chairs, and other than that, there is a wooden bed, on which Ao Baifeng walks.

Ao Baifeng lay on the bed with his hands clenched, his arms trembled slightly, his legs kicked from time to time, and his face was covered with dense sweat.

"Ah" Ao Baifeng shouted, half sat up, wiped away the sweat on his face, and said to himself: "I've been dreaming more often lately than before, what is this dream trying to tell me?"

Hearing the shouts in the house, the two white-clothed outer disciples guarding the door pushed the door in, and one of them said to Ao Baifeng: "Ao Baifeng, the elder explains, let you wake up and follow the two of me to the outer gate hall, and ask you something."

Ao Baifeng looked around, and then he realized that he didn't know when he had returned to his house.

The two white-clothed disciples were waiting, Ao Baifeng didn't dare to slack off, he had been demoted to a miscellaneous servant, and he couldn't put up any shelves at all, so he got out of bed in response, and when he got up, he found that the bone meridians of his body had been significantly strengthened compared with yesterday, and he walked towards the outer gate compound with the two white-clothed disciples with unknown questions.

"How could this elder suddenly summon one of my miscellaneous servants? It's really strange that he chose to be in the outer gate hall, by the way, it must be about the matter on the Iron Gall Cliff" Ao Baifeng kept muttering in his heart.

Thinking of the loss of control, Ao Baifeng thought of the sudden heat flow in his abdomen, and naturally thought of the pill that Zhu Shun gave him, and the entrance of the pill would generally react in time, but how could the medicinal power of the pill that Zhu Shun gave him take so long, but the current situation did not allow him to think too much.

The outer compound is on the top of the mountain outside the Quanyang Sect.

When they walked out of the outer gate compound, the miscellaneous servants all looked worried, as if their Feng Ye was going to the guillotine.

Ao Baifeng followed the two white-clothed disciples and walked quickly to the top of the mountain, the road paved with white ashlar was lined with green trees on both sides.

Many outer disciples came and went on the white stone path, and when they saw Ao Baifeng following behind, many mocking voices reached Ao Baifeng's ears.

"Look, that piece of waste is back."

"I really don't know what he's coming back for, it's been more than two years and he's even reached the level of Qi training, it's not shameful enough, alas."

"Khan, what's the use of coming back, it's not a waste."

"But have you heard of one thing?" suddenly said a disciple who was also dressed in white and had a thin face.

"What's the matter? Don't beat around the bush, just say it."

"That's it, what's the matter, isn't that waste doing something embarrassing?"

The thin-faced disciple continued: "I heard that yesterday's test in the Iron Gall Cliff, in distress halfway, no one succeeded in climbing to the top of the cliff, but only that waste Ao Baifeng successfully climbed up, and injured Gao Hu."

"What?

"That is, if that waste can climb up and defeat Gaohu, then our Quanyang Sect will not be the first in the world."

"I think that kid must have used some shameless means, otherwise how could he rely on it."

Many disciples don't believe that a person who has not attained the first level of Qi cultivation can defeat a person who has practiced Qi Five, and only used one move, and no one will believe it if he says that he has broken the sky.