Feng Cheng Junze snorted coldly and said: "It's a yard to a yard, Changyu mourns, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world!" ”

Feng Cheng Junze suddenly stared at Changyu Lucalyx, and said loudly: "Let the old man kill this girl first and avenge Tao'er." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhoever dares to meddle, the old man will kill whoever first. ”

As Feng Cheng Junze spoke, the big hand hidden in his sleeve waved in front of him, and an incomparable mana condensed out, turning into an invincible fist wind, and slammed into the long fish green calyx standing aside.

Seeing that the wind in the middle stage of the Yudan was Jun Ze, the long fish green calyx shot at her, although it was only a fist wind with condensed mana, but the powerful spiritual pressure emitted by this fist wind was enough to make her fragrant and jade.

The long fish green calyx couldn't help but cry out in horror, and its delicate body retreated sharply. The long fish, who had been on guard for a long time, saw that Feng Cheng Junze suddenly made a move, and wanted to put the long fish green calyx to death under one blow.

Changyu mourned that Feng Chengjunze suddenly attacked the junior, and he was shocked, he had no time to rescue Changyu Green Calyx, so he had to flash his figure and take a few steps forward. A circular light flew out of its sleeve, turning into a huge circular magic weapon in the air, and slammed into the wind head-on.

Changyu mourns that he wants to attack Feng Cheng Junze through a magic weapon, so that Feng Cheng Junze can't use his hot hand, and attack Changyu Green Calyx with all his strength, so as to gain the opportunity to give Changyu Green Calyx a chance to dodge and escape.

Feng Cheng Junze saw that Changyu Wai finally made a move, and snorted coldly: "Fellow Daoist Changyu, the old man is about to meet your flying fish ring for a while." ”

He said that the crystal light in his hand was shining, but out of thin air, there was an extra four-sided small seal magic weapon, which rose sharply in the wind, exuding an incomparably strong coercion in the air, so that Changyu Wai's ring magic weapon and one blow quickly reversed.

"The wind is turning the sky!" Changyu mourned the magic weapon of the Quartet of the Wind and Junze, so that his flying fish ring could not resist as soon as it touched slightly, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Changyu sadly found that his rescue did not alleviate Feng Cheng Junze's attack on Changyu Green Calyx, but instead made him fall into a head-on confrontation with Feng Cheng Junze, the old monster in the middle of the Yudan.

Feng Cheng Junze easily took the magic weapon attack of Changyu Wai, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

And the invisible fist shadow that Feng Cheng Junze hit the long fish green calyx did not have the slightest impact because the long fish attacked him.

The fist wind of the wind was handsome, and it flew in front of the long fish green calyx in an instant.

Changyu Green Calyx's face was full of solemnity, and she quickly retreated with her body technique, and Changyu Green Calyx, as the core of the Changyu family, was not weak in cultivation, and she quickly sacrificed a small defensive shield in the retreat.

But before this spirit shield could be unfolded, it was blasted by the invisible fist wind of the wind. Seeing that the wind is handsome, the fist wind is about to hit the long fish green calyx.

The face of the long fish green calyx turned extremely pale, and at this time, a blood-red handprint suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of her, with seven fingers. These seven finger prints look white and bone-like, indescribably hideous and terrifying. As soon as the blood-red palm prints appeared, a bloodthirsty aura filled the surroundings.

The invisible fist wind of the wind was handsome and collapsed in the blood-red palm print, and he couldn't help but churn with qi and blood, and couldn't help but be shocked and angry: "Rat generation, which mouse generation is it, hiding in the dark to make a move." Get out of here, old man! ”

Feng Cheng Junze's fist wind was dissolved by the blood-red palm print, and he also withdrew the wind that was entangled with Changyu Wai, and his whole body burst into force, looking at the back of Changyu Green Calyx in anger.

A cold snort sounded, and Feng Chengjunze couldn't help but tremble in his heart, but he saw a young monk walking over slowly under the single tree of the Ten Thousand Cliffs.

Feng Cheng Junze's divine sense had just swept over, and he had also found Tang Que meditating under the single tree, but it didn't attract his attention, and his divine sense hurriedly glanced at Tang Que, and what was exuding from Tang Que was only a monk who built the foundation, so he didn't care at all.

Seeing that it was Tang Gongzi who made a move, he resisted Feng Chengjunze's attack, allowing her to escape the catastrophe, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment she was out of danger, and felt a burst of collapse. Recalling the sharp blow of Feng Chengjun just now, he couldn't help but be covered in cold sweat and his heart was pounding.

Tang Ischem's handprint shot and dissolved Feng Cheng Junze's invisible fist style, which surprised Feng Cheng Junze. Feng Cheng Junze saw the young monk in front of him, and his eyebrows were clear. He glanced lightly at Feng Chengjunze.

Feng Cheng Junze actually felt that his whole body was being seen through in Tang Que's gaze, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and said solemnly: "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

Tang Que said lightly: "It's rare to settle here, but it's so noisy, stirring people quiet." Get out of here. ”

Tang Que said the last word "roll", although he did not deliberately shout, but the sound was like rolling thunder, continuous in the sky, only heard "roll...... Get lost...... The echo of "roll" is stirring, and the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain changes color.

The faces of the many monks of the Feng Cheng family suddenly changed, and they involuntarily took a few steps back.

Elder Zhao of the Heavenly Eagle Gate saw that the aura emanating from Tang Que's body was extremely strange, and it seemed that it was not easy to provoke, as the elder of the Heavenly Eagle Gate, he had always been used to running rampant, and at this moment he frowned, and said reservedly: "This fellow Daoist, he is so crazy......"

Before Elder Zhao's words were finished, Tang Que stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, and a bloody handprint had appeared on the top of Elder Zhao's head, grabbing him down.

Elder Zhao's blood was churning in an instant, and the earthy yellow light in his hand flashed in an angry shout, and a defensive magic weapon flashed out in the wind, protecting him in the enchantment in an instant.

Tang Que stared coldly, a black light flew out of his mouth, turning into a huge bladeless black sword, after a touch in Tang Que's hand, the blade of the sword shone with colorful light, and the majestic attack hit Elder Zhao's defensive magic weapon, with a loud bang.

Many monks from the Changyu family and the Fengcheng family, but when they saw the flying sand and stones, the wind and clouds changed, they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

When he opened his eyes, Elder Zhao's defensive magic weapon had been torn apart. And Elder Zhao's face was as red as blood during the attack of the bloody handprint, and his face was full of horror, constantly retreating.

After the Heavy Xuan Sword broke through Elder Zhao's defensive magic weapon, the blood handprint suddenly swelled with blood, and Elder Zhao shouted angrily, his face was bloody, his eyes were round, and he was indescribably terrifying.

Tang Que instantly defeated Elder Zhao, but when he saw that it was good, he accepted it, and the bloody handprint spun out of thin air and disappeared into the air. Tang Que slowly took two steps, and the Heavy Xuan Sword spun around and flew into his hand.

Tang Que stood with a sword facing the mountain peak, but looked at the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain and sighed.

Tang Que settled under the lonely tree of the Ten Thousand Cliffs, feeling a trace of the breath of Heavenly Dao, and seemed to have some understanding in the seven days and seven nights, but it was always plausible to cultivate, as if moving forward in a fog.

And the advent of the Feng Cheng family and the monks of the Changyu family made the ten thousand cliffs full of consciousness and disordered breath, and Tang Que had to withdraw from the meditation.