There has been some movement outside, why is there still no movement inside the Dianjiang Pavilion?

Yang Jun couldn't help but wonder what was going on inside.

"That'...... There......"

Guda's legs trembled, and he trembled and took a few steps back until he hit the gate of the Dianjiang Pavilion, and he didn't know anything.

The smoke in the west has risen to the sky, and the smoke is layered, like a staircase connecting the sky and the earth.

Shen seemed to have finally come to his senses, the look of surprise in his eyes did not disappear, he glanced at the real person of Yushan Mountain, and then retreated in the direction of Dianjiang Pavilion.

"Ancestor!"

Yang Jun had two eyes, one staring at Gu Da, and the other still paying attention to Shen Qi's movements. As soon as he saw Shen Qi's movements, he hurriedly pulled the real person of the mountain.

Could it be that Shen is the blood cultivation dark pile buried in the Xuantian Gate?

The real person of Yushan glanced at him lightly: "Let him go." ”

Before the words fell, Shen had already jumped up the stairs in Yang Jun's stunned gaze. But he didn't do anything unusual as Yang Jun imagined, but pressed the communication bell next to the temple door.

Yang Jun didn't know what Shen Ke was doing, but Gu Da, who seemed to be leaning against the door, was startled, and actually slashed at Shen Ke with a palm.

Many disciples in the square were still surprised, and they didn't know how the two stewards handed each other.

Although Shen made a sudden move, he did not guard against Guda, but Guda's courage was obviously a little smaller than he imagined. This palm split, the momentum is fierce enough, but the speed is a little slower.

Shen only blocked with his left palm, and then came first, and hit him first before Gu Dali arrived.

There was a crackling sound in the air, a flash of blue light, and Guda was swept away by Shen and retreated against the threshold until he hit the pillar half-embedded in the wall.

Yang Jun's eyes widened.

"Ancestor, who is with whom?"

This question attracted the sideways glances of several master disciples around.

The real flesh palm of the mountain slapped the back of his head: "What's the matter with you." ”

Yang Jun didn't hide, he was really a little confused in this situation now. The real person of Gangshan said it easily, either "it's none of my business" or "what do you care". Gotcha, there's nothing left!

But also? Otherwise!

Your old ancestor is closely related to my fate, okay? Yang Jun wants to pay more attention to the people who interact with the real people in Gangshan Mountain.

If you don't make a move, perhaps, Shen or Ruoxu is the one who is secretly connected with the real person of Gangshan?

Yang Jun looked at Shen but reached out and pressed against the wall next to the door, and then he and Gu Da were surrounded by several stewards.

"Shen Ke, what's going on?!"

"Guda, what are you doing?!"

Shen sneered, swept over the person shaking in front of him, his eyes fell on Guda's face, and he didn't say a word, but just stretched out his hand and bumped into Guda between several people.

The sudden burst of power from a pair of iron arms caused the three people around him to retreat backwards.

A few stewards on Guda's side were also busy making way for Shen Ke, although they didn't understand what was going on, but the two of them were not enemies of life and death, and they couldn't get out of their lives anyway, so it was enough to reach out and stop them.

Yang Jun saw Shen Ke's five fingers stretched, as if he was holding a ball in vain. The aura around him frantically surged towards him, forming a small vortex centered on his hand.

Contrary to this tense atmosphere, the door of the Dianjiang Pavilion was always closed, isolating the Dianyuntai into two strange worlds.

In the laughing square in the center of the cloud platform, no one spoke for a while. Some people looked at each other, and some people stared closely at the two stewards who were fighting in front of the gate of Dianjiang Pavilion.

On the contrary, the phalanx of the middle and low-level disciples below was much more lively.

"Fighting?" Shen Qi's master cultivator attracted the aura of heaven and earth around him between his shots, and the instantaneous fluctuations made the Dianjiang Pavilion in the eyes of the disciples in the distance already distort slightly. Xie Qingmei's delicate eyebrows almost frowned together, and he asked puzzledly.

"Who's with whom?"

Jiang Linxian's right hand formed a fist, struck on his left palm, and shook his head with a "tsk".

"There are strange things every year, and this year there are a lot of them." He said, "You don't care who and whom, it has nothing to do with you anyway." ”

Xie Qing's eyebrows widened, and he retorted: "How can this be said to be okay? It's not that you want to ...... with the Yuan Ji Sect and the Wu Yu Sect."

"Huh?" Jiang Linxian blinked his eyes and asked with interest: "Do you know a lot, let's hear it!" ”

He also thought that Xie Qingmei was really a matter of Xi Cifeng, but he didn't ask about everything, it didn't seem to be the case!

Xie Qingmei looked at Dianjiang Pavilion with a long head, and said absentmindedly: "The external troubles are peaceful, and there are internal worries. Could this be a good sign? ”

"Ahh She muttered, and suddenly let out a small exclamation.

"What's the matter, I'm surprised." Jiang Linxian plucked out his ears.

"There is such a big movement outside, why haven't they come out of the sect master and master? What's going on inside? ”

"How do I know that?" Jiang Linxian shrugged and pressed Xie Qingmei's shoulder.

He raised his chin in front of the queue: "The senior sisters have not moved, why are you panicking?" ”

Xie Qingmei is not stupid.

Although she and Jiang Linxian are Zhu Xici's personal disciples, among Zhu Xici's many personal disciples, they have the least qualifications and the lowest cultivation, and they are basically in Ling Chu Mountain for the first three years, and their closeness to Zhu Xici is far inferior to those senior sisters who are stationed at Xuan Xici Peak.

Just looking at the many disciples who were making a mess, those personal disciples in the team were still very calm, and they must have received some orders a long time ago.

Xie Qingmei felt very uncomfortable: "The master didn't explain to me......"

"Whew! I'll tell you, I said, you're overestimating yourself! Jiang Linxian disagreed.

Today's incident, at first glance, I was prepared, how could I reveal it to too many people? Although he was also an unaware member, Jiang Linxian understood Zhu Xici's approach very well.

It's not something that can be planned by one person, but who is involved? He touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Shen Ke and Gu Da are both masters and spiritualists, and they are basically evenly matched. With the blow just now, Gu Dashang was in a trance, and he was injured by Shen Ke before he could make a palm, but this did not affect the confrontation between the two at this time.

Neither of them invited the magic weapon, but before you came and went, almost the entire air on the platform was trembling.

Shen struck again, and the aura wrapped around the fingertips of his five fingers, condensing into the appearance of a three-foot long sword in an instant.

He still held a gesture of false grasp, but the long sword glowing with blue light seemed to be stuck to the palm of his hand, motionless, only the sword qi of Sen Han radiated out in all directions.

Yang Jun had never seen such a high-level cultivator fight, and he forgot his worries for a while, and watched with great interest how the two clashed.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if the real person of the mountain is in the mountains, it is impossible for the acting sect master and the first head and so many elders to really ignore it. Yang Jun thought, maybe compared to the tension here, the dark battle in the Dianjiang Pavilion is even more exciting!

Guda was swept away by Shen Ke's palm, turned his head to look at the west, but calmed down. At the same time that Shen Ke's eyes met, he also stretched out his hand and pushed the two stewards in front of him.

"It turned out to be you."

Shen Ke held the spirit sword in his hand: "What you, you, me, and I don't understand." ”

Guda laughed: "I can't escape today, can I?" ”

"It's nature."

"Hah!" Guda let out a cold snort, hiding a little panic in his heart, but his right hand, which was hanging by his side, was raised violently at the same time, grabbing towards the void.

A red light quickly jumped from his arm, causing the aura to spin wildly and converge towards his palm.

Under the sunlight, the shimmer of aura converged, like a miniature rainbow.

Yang Jun was concerned about something else: "What do the two of them mean?" ”

Who is the villain?

The real person of Yushan is leisurely: "The weather is really good today." ”

He pointed to the western sky: "Look, does it look like a giant python?" Boy, yesterday that snake meat was good, and I still eat that today. ”

Yang Jun: ......

The red glow in Guda's hand condensed, but it was a crooked snake staff.

"Three knives on both sides!" He gritted his teeth and said, "You're going to regret it!" ”

Shen Ke's eyebrows sank: "What do you know." Suffer death! ”

Guda laughed: "Is it true that when I die, no one will know what your master has done?" ”

Yang Jun's heart is bad, some people just die because they talk too much, or they know too much. But Guda is both, and this is a clear flag for himself.

Shen Ke's wrist moved slightly, and his five fingers rotated in a small arc, but Yang Jun saw that the blue long sword's light skyrocketed, and a terrifying force instantly poured down towards Guda.

Killing Intent.

Ling Ran's killing intent.

Yang Jun couldn't see any emotion in the eyes of Shen Ke, who was facing him from the side, but he could comprehend the killing intent that could not be mistaken from the majestic sword intent.

He took a step forward.

No matter how you think about it, I think the conversation between Guda and Shen Ke is very strange, one of the two people died, how difficult it is.

As soon as Yang Jun took a step, he was pushed back by the invisible qi wall in front of him. The entire people on the cloud platform, along with the few stewards standing at the front, leaned back in unison.

A ray of blue light had collided with a red glow. The majestic power caused by the battle between the two stewards suddenly exploded between the two of them, and it was set off towards the surrounding people.

Yang Jun's ears buzzed.

Zhang Jing, who heard the movement on the east side, rushed out, shouted what was going on, and rushed towards Shen Qi's back.

The real person of Yushan waved his hand, and Yang Jun saw his little finger flick, and a wisp of air as thick as a thread hit the honest steward.

Zhang Jing suddenly fell towards the second platform, the phalanx of middle-level disciples.

"No one is allowed to move!"

The low shout of the real person of the mountain exploded in everyone's ears like a muffled thunder.

The disciples who had been dodging because of Zhang Jingdi's fall also stopped in a daze.

Zhang Jing was swept backwards by the real person of Gangshan Mountain, but he didn't fall too ugly, his fingers went down a little, and his feet stood firm as if he had taken root. (To be continued.) )