Half an hour later, Zhang Xiaoqi (shēn) finished his practice and threw out the five stones whose spiritual power had been exhausted, and he had always been very secretive about his practice.

Of course, with Elder Wang Chifeng's strength, these small actions naturally couldn't be concealed from him, but Elder Wang already knew the condition of his (shēn) body, so he was not counted here, just like the master.

Since there was no corresponding map comparison, Zhang Xiao didn't know where Qingzhou had arrived at the moment, and seeing that Elder Wang was concentrating on exploring the surrounding aura, he couldn't ask questions, while Xu Lianxiao and the three of them were practicing seriously, let alone talking.

After thinking about it, he still felt that it was the right choice for him to sit down for a while.

"~"

Just as he was about to continue to sit down cross-legged, the Yunliu Light Boat, which was moving forward at a rapid pace, suddenly stopped, and he flew straight forward because of his unstable weight.

After all, Wang Qifeng is a cultivator of the Upper Three Realms, and when he saw Zhang Xiao flying, he quickly grabbed him, so as not to fall off the light boat and end up in a catastrophe.

The three people who were meditating and practicing on the side, because (shēn) were all in Qingzhou's low IQ, they only moved a few meters backwards, and did not fly out like Zhang Xiao, but what was certain was that the three of them had all been awakened.

"Elder Wang, what's going on (QG)!"

Zhang Xiao stood up slightly embarrassed and looked at Wang Qifeng suspiciously.

"An accident happened, and the people who came, it seems that the momentum is not small. ”

Before Wang Qifeng could answer, a golden light floated down next to Zhang Xiao's (shēn) on the light boat, and it was Uncle Fu who opened his mouth to answer.

"Tribulation Realm?" Zhang Xiao frowned and looked at Uncle Fu.

"I'm afraid there will be two turns!" Uncle Fu glanced at Zhang Xiao, then faced straight ahead, and the table (qg) on his face became very solemn.

Zhang Xiao has never seen Uncle Fu show such a table (qg), and seeing it today proves that Uncle Fu is not sure to do it.

"When it's the second turn, otherwise you won't be able to stop the Yunliu Qingzhou (bi)!" Wang Qifeng also looked at the front of the light boat and opened his mouth to second.

Because Xu Lianxiao and the others didn't know what was going on, they rose up (shēn) one after another to stand behind Wang Qifeng and Uncle Fu, this was no longer a battle they could participate in, and they couldn't stand out when it was time to coax.

Zhang Xiao didn't know the strength of the Tribulation Realm cultivators, so he could only guess that the second turn was much more powerful than the first turn based on the size of the number.

"Fellow friends of the Yunliu Immortal Sect, since you have come out, don't go back. ”

Just as a few people were puzzled, a gentle voice suddenly sounded from the front, and then hundreds of paces in front of the light boat, a middle-aged man (shēn) wearing a gold-silk robe appeared (shēn).

"Shrinking the ground into inches, it must be a second-turn realm. Uncle Fu explained in a whisper.

Wang Qifeng nodded when he heard this, and then looked at the black-robed middle-aged man who suddenly appeared above, "I don't know what the predecessors left us about?"

Due to the big gap in strength, Wang Qifeng did not dare to move, and the other party did not make other outrageous moves except for fixing the Yunliu Light Boat.

"It's not a big deal, I just don't want you to go back. The black-robed middle-aged man smiled lightly, and his tone was full of lightness.

This is the self-confidence of a strong man in the face of the weak, and he has the strength to completely suppress a few people before they can make a move.

The seniors laughed, and they haven't asked the seniors about their surnames. Wang Chifeng changed the subject.

"Zhang Minglou, I don't know if you've heard of it?" the black-robed middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

"I've never heard of the high name of my predecessors!" Wang Qifeng frowned and responded truthfully.

There are very few cultivators in this world who can step into the Tribulation Realm, and being able to break through the Secular Tribulation Realm (shēn) proves that they are cultivation geniuses, and geniuses are generally famous, and the name Zhang Minglou has never been seen or heard of, and it may also be a name made up by the other party.

"If the seniors can let us go, the Yunliu Sect will definitely be rewarded with great gratitude. Wang Qifeng saw that Zhang Minglou did not answer, so he shouted again.

"I don't think about that thing yet, and you don't have to think about those unrealistic methods, since I put you here, it's not just to talk to you. Zhang Minglou shook his head slowly, although his tone was light, but there was no doubt.

"There is no possibility of negotiating (xg)?" Wang Qifeng asked rhetorically.

He knew that these people were not the opponents of the other party at all, and the only thing he could do at the moment was to delay the time and wait for the sect to finish dealing with the black-robed people from before.

"Without further ado, I know your purpose in stalling for time, but those old guys can't get rid of it (shēn) in a short period of time, so I advise you not to think about these unrealistic things (qg). ”

Zhang Minglou shouted a word, turned his right wrist, and a simple long sword appeared in his hand in vain, and he wanted to do it without asking.

"Quickly retreat, if necessary, jump ship to seek a chance of life. ”

Wang Qifeng took out the wooden sword, turned his head and ordered backwards, since the other party had no room for maneuver, before that, he had to arrange Zhang Xiao and the others properly.

Zhang Xiao and the others knew the severity, and the current battle was beyond the scope of their cognition, and for a while, the four of them quickly retreated backwards, and did not stop until they retreated to the stern.

"It's so high, even if we jump down, we may not be able to survive with our strength!" Xu Lianxiao looked down at the bottom of the boat curiously as he retreated, and couldn't help but exclaim.

However, her surprise did not get a response from Zhang Xiao and the others, and at this time, all the attention of the three was on Zhang Minglou (shēn).

Zhang Minglou is a cultivator who has taken advantage of the catastrophe for two turns, and his every move is related to their life and death.

"Heh! The battle of the trapped beasts still doesn't know the strength of the strength. ”

Zhang Minglou saw Zhang Xiao and the others retreat to the stern, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of mockery.

He is not an assassin who talks a lot of nonsense before he starts, and since he has decided to do it, he must put the other party to death as quickly as possible, otherwise it will inevitably lead to trouble.

The long sword came out horizontally, and a white sword light flew towards the light boat like a match, its momentum was like a rainbow, and it was unstoppable.

His first move first chose to break through the cloud flow light boat, Zhang Xiao and the few little guys did not have the ability to fly in the sky, and if they fell from such a high distance, unless Xuantian favored them, they would inevitably die.

At this point, he calculated very thoroughly, because from the beginning his target was Zhang Xiao and a few people.

Wang Qifeng and Uncle Fu guessed Zhang Minglou's thoughts from the position where the sword was rushing, and they suddenly felt bad, as soon as the boat broke, Zhang Xiao and the little guys would definitely fall from a high altitude if they had no foothold.

This is thousands of feet in the sky, even if he doesn't use his spiritual power (qg), he doesn't dare to say that he can be safe and sound, let alone Zhang Xiao, a few little guys who haven't even reached the Divine Realm.