Cuiwei Palace is not like Qinghua Xianmen, which is located in a mountain range, while Cuiwei Palace is hidden in a huge valley, and the valley is named after a Cuiwei Lake that contains spiritual power.

In order to show respect for Cuiwei Palace, the treasure ship fell directly outside the valley.

The disciples of Qinghua Xianmen have kept in mind the teachings of Fuyong before, abide by the rules, except for enjoying the beautiful scenery in the Cuiwei Valley, these female disciples with flowers and moon looks have not exceeded the rules.

However, not every sect has such a great deterrent effect on its own disciples.

"This junior sister, I kindly want to give you this elixir, if you don't accept it, it's okay, make this appearance of a chaste martyr, shouldn't you want to blackmail me?" Before the people of Qinghua Immortal Gate approached, they saw that not far from the road, there were several female disciples dressed in Cuiwei Palace palace clothes, surrounded by a group of red-clothed men. These red-clothed people are all five big and three thick, extremely strong, and the one who made the first voice is nearly ten feet tall, with knotted muscles, which looks bulging under the red robe.

The petite female disciple who was surrounded had already pulled out the saber in her hand. The handsome woman standing at the front said: "Senior Brother Peng, no matter how powerful you Jiuyangmen are, don't forget that this is the territory of Cuiwei Palace, and please be respectful." ”

The man surnamed Peng showed a somewhat frivolous smile on his face, and said without restraint at all: "What is the senior sister talking about, I really want to give the elixir to the beauty." So saying, he took a porcelain vase in one hand and shoved it into the woman's collar.

"Stop!" Seeing this, Yuanfang immediately stopped. At this time, the group of red-clothed people discovered the existence of their group. The woman who was surrounded seemed to have seen a savior, and said excitedly: "Senior Sister Yuanfang! Without hesitation, the women forced their way through the group of men.

Seeing that the disciples of Cuiwei Palace were about to escape, the group of red-clothed people almost subconsciously reached out to hold them. Yuan Fang Qingcui and the two swung their swords in unison, and two water blue sword lights separated them from several female disciples.

Seeing this, a trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the surnamed Peng, but he knew that the two of Yuan Fang Qingcui in front of him were the two beloved disciples of the palace master of Cuiwei Palace, and he didn't dare to offend more. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect to be so lucky today, Peng Yuan casually went out for a walk, and you could see the two senior sisters." ”

Several women who came over hid behind Qingcui and Yuanfang, Yuanfang had a calm face, and said unceremoniously: "Senior Brother Peng is a guest, but our Cuiwei Palace has the rules of our Cuiwei Palace, and I hope that Senior Brother Peng Yuan will take a good look at the face of the master." ”

Peng Yuan squinted, and there was a nameless fire in his heart, but he had already seen the group of people in green shirts behind Yuan Fang Qingcui at this time. The people of Qinghua Immortal Sect seem to have just arrived, and it is not something that it can offend two sects at once. Peng Yuan had no choice but to smile and say, "Senior Sister Yuanfang, where is this." Peng Yuan didn't have any malice, it was just this junior sister making a fuss. ”

"If you don't have malice, you dare to put your dirty hands on a woman's collar, if you have malice, wouldn't you insult people in broad daylight." The voice that spoke was clear but extremely mean, Peng Yuan looked at the disciples of the Qinghua Immortal Sect with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and did not want to face Huo Mei'er's pure and charming face.

"Senior sister." Ling Yihang frowned unhappily, he naturally saw that the group of red-clothed people in front of him were disciples of Jiuyang Sect, and he had also heard of the name of Peng Yuan. Although this person seems to be obscene, he is the proud disciple of the master of Jiuyang Gate. The earth-based single spirit root is matched with all the Jiuyang Sect, and the unique mental method of the sect that practices foreign kung fu to the extreme, Peng Yuan is not a good character.

Although he didn't agree with Peng Yuan's practice of molesting women in broad daylight, this was originally a matter of Cuiwei Palace and Jiuyangmen, and they were not good at interfering.

Yuanfang Qingcui looked at Huo Mei'er's eyes with a little closeness, and Qingcui said: "We didn't see anything today, if we bump into Senior Brother Peng next time we behave like this, don't blame our Cuiwei Palace for turning its face and being ruthless." ”

Peng Yuan couldn't do it for a while, so he had to respond in a gloomy voice. Originally, this matter was settled here, but Fu Yong, who was silent all along, said coldly: "It has only been a long time since I came out, and the disciples of Jiuyangmen have all become this virtue." ”

Ling Yihang couldn't help but smile bitterly, before he came, his master had also mentioned him openly and secretly, after losing to Zhuo Junchen, his reputation had been damaged, and he must show his demeanor in all aspects of this Immortal Sect competition, so that it could be reversed. Who knew that Huo Mei'er was first, and then Fuyong, as if they were all eager to provoke contradictions with Jiuyangmen.

Peng Yuan was unexpectedly angry, and looked at Fu Yong coldly: "I'm afraid this is the elder of Qinghua Immortal Sect, you are an elder, is it a little inappropriate to slander our Jiuyang Sect like this?" ”

Peng Yuan, as a disciple of the master of the Jiuyang Sect, naturally has more knowledge than others, and his master often says that the Qinghua Immortal Sect is now also a strong outsider, except for Shen Hanfeng and Si Yun Zun, there are no disciples who can handle it, and this time he met the two white-haired elders of the Qinghua Immortal Sect, it seems that he is not one of the two. He also has the confidence to provoke, just an elder of Qinghua Immortal Sect, he can naturally deal with it when his master comes, and he can also take the opportunity to file the sharp spirit of Qinghua Immortal Sect.

Jiang Wuxin took the words of the master, and the words he said were not as gentle as Fu Yong: "It turns out that you still care about the reputation of Jiuyangmen? Why didn't you think of it when you did something to others? ”

Being trampled on a sore foot, Peng Yuan not only did not languish, but became angry, he glanced at the attendant beside him, and the attendant immediately understood what the senior brother meant.

The attendant stepped forward and shouted, "This senior brother said so ugly, doesn't he want to have a discussion with us?" ”

"Senior brother?" Jiang Wuxin sneered.

Mu Zisu reminded very intimately: "This fellow Daoist of Jiuyangmen, you should still call Uncle Shi, otherwise you will be defeated, and your face will look ugly." ”

Listening to the persuasion, Mu Zisu was completely fanning the flames, and he wished that the other party was so angry that he jumped to his feet. Zhuo Junchen pulled him and signaled him not to come out, but he seemed to feel something in his heart, and glanced at the bushes behind him, always feeling that someone was watching him in the dark.

The man was so angry that his face turned red, and he scolded: "You Qinghua Immortal Sect is too deceitful! Don't you just rely on the name of your own No. 1 Immortal Sect to bully other sects like this! ”

This time, even Zhuo Junchen felt that Jiuyangmen was making trouble unreasonably, as if he had to find out the reason for the trouble with Qinghua Xianmen.

Peng Yuan said in a voice at this time: "Why, this generation of Qinghua Immortal Sect disciples can't even stand up with some blood? ”

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Qinghua Immortal Sect were naturally enraged one by one, but before they could make any moves, they saw Shen Hanfeng raise a forbidden gesture.

The disciples of the Qinghua Immortal Sect were somewhat in awe of Shen Hanfeng, Shen Hanfeng leaned half of his body slightly, and said to the others: "According to the rules of the Immortal Sect Great Competition, all the participating disciples will directly have their qualifications revoked if they fight privately. "This is to warn them that not only at this time, but also during the future Immortal Sect Great Competition, they must not be provoked by the provocations of other sects.

How many people are looking at the leading disciples of these major sects, and it is not unheard of to have secretly dragged them into the water.

Peng Yuan smiled proudly: "Isn't it so scared." In his opinion, Shen Hanfeng's words were actually just paving the steps for Qinghua Immortal Gate, in other words, Qinghua Immortal Gate was afraid of them.

Shen Hanfeng looked into the distance as if he hadn't heard his words, and he could already see the faint outline of Cuiwei Palace on Cuiwei Lake at the end, a treasure light.

Shen Hanfeng's spiritual sense met another powerful fiery spiritual sense, and that person seemed to be angry, and after encountering him, he rushed over, as if he wanted to test him. Shen Hanfeng easily dodged and didn't waste time with that person.

Spreading his voice with spiritual power, Shen Hanfeng said: "Nine Flame Sect Master, although the disciple has excellent talent, his heart is not tempered. Since I have met you today, I will teach you a little bit. ”

Fang Cai Yuanfang saw that the contradiction between Qinghua Xianmen and Jiuyangmen intensified, so he immediately asked people to secretly return to the palace to report the news. Although Peng Yuan knew, he also had the intention of letting the master come quickly, so he pretended to turn a blind eye. He didn't expect that Jiuyan, the current master of Jiuyang Gate, who was rushing over, heard Shen Hanfeng's voice and subconsciously trembled.

He and Shen Hanfeng are disciples of the same generation, and Shen Hanfeng's existence is almost a nightmare among their generation of disciples.

As soon as Peng Yuan wanted to ridicule Shen Hanfeng for how to teach him, he felt that his body was being lifted up uncontrollably. With his feet off the ground, Peng Yuan was surprised and wanted to use his spiritual power to unlock this control, but found that a chill of his bones had frozen his spiritual power together, and now he was like a fish on a knife, without any power to resist.

Everyone watched as Peng Yuan was thrown to the side of the mountain wall, and Shen Hanfeng's extremely cold spiritual power made Peng Yuan even have a layer of frost on the red robe on his body. Then, under Peng Yuan's frightened eyes, dozens of ice picks formed in front of the tip of his nose, and the sharp tips emitted a cold cold air as if threatening.

Shen Hanfeng half-tilted his head, and the ice pick retreated slightly, making it even more dazzling under the sunlight. Then like a goddess scattering flowers, she nailed it towards Peng Yuan's body.

"Ding Ding-" The sound of an ice pick piercing into the mountain.

Peng Yuan's face was pale, his limbs trembled, causing his red robe to tremble slightly, and his waist was wet.