"Since you don't want to join my Jingbao Hall, then what do you mean by blocking our way at the moment?"

Zhan Pengfei suddenly thought of something, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes and he continued to ask:

"Could it be that you are in the same group as the kid surnamed Mo?"

Ye Xiuchen looked at him and sneered:

"Hmph, you're really looking for her, but I won't let you pass."

Zhan Pengfei couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and said sarcastically:

"Haha boy, you're a little too arrogant, do you think you can stop us alone? Although your cultivation is not low, if it is just the two of us fighting, maybe you still have some chance of winning, but you look at the eight disciples who came to our Jingbao Hall today, do you think you can do it? ”

Ye Xiuchen still looked coldly at the few people in front of him, his slender ten fingers continued to perturbate the magic technique, and a transparent ice wall appeared around the place where the disciples of Jingbao Hall were standing, and countless ice crystals smashed down above the enchantment surrounded by this ice wall.

A disciple of Jingbao Hall used his spiritual power to resist and asked Zhan Pengfei beside him with difficulty:

"Senior brother, I can't resist anymore, what should I do?"

After all, Zhan Pengfei's cultivation is the same as that of Night Cultivation, and he has a magic weapon to resist, so he doesn't feel anything. It can be seen that the other Jingbaotang disciples are already in pain at the moment, and they resist it. Zhan Pengfei gritted his teeth fiercely, originally thinking that he would be able to kill the kid in front of him alone, but he didn't expect to be trapped by this kid's move, seeing that the exercises he used were ice exercises, then it was a pity to say that this kid was a mutated ice spirit root, and it was a pity that such a good qualification was here. However, this is not the time to think about this, he must break it as soon as possible, otherwise the other Jingbao Hall disciples will soon be unable to support it.

In fact, at this moment, the first person who couldn't support it was not the Jingbaotang disciple who was trapped in the Bingyu cage, but the Ye Xiuchen who controlled this technique.

At this time, Ye Xiuchen was already a little unsteady on his feet, and fine sweat was already breaking out on his forehead and back. This exercise was not something that he could control with a small Qi cultivation, and even in the foundation building period, he had to wait until the late stage of building before he could use it slowly. Because this exercise is really consuming one's own spiritual power.

Ye Xiuchen was really a little depressed, he originally had a lot of magic weapons and magic weapons on his body, but the master said that since he started from scratch, he should not bring these things with him. When he advanced to a great realm, he would send someone to send him magic weapons and magic weapons that could be used in that realm, but now that he was in the Qi cultivation period, the previous magic weapons could not be used at this stage. In fact, I blamed myself for being too proud at that time, and I either gave away or threw away the things that I couldn't use, leaving the lowest thing that could be used by the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building, and the Xuanbing Sword on my body was also brought out by the master after grinding it for a long time.

"Alas!"

At this time, Ye Xiuchen only hoped that the guy would wake up from his epiphany quickly, or he really didn't know how to support it, and blamed himself for having nothing to eat and support to take care of this matter.

Ye Xiuchen swallowed two Tonifying Pills and continued to manipulate the Bingyu Cage, so that those disciples of Jingbao Hall had no time to escape

"Hmm"

Mo Youran exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, feeling that his mood was much clearer, and he slowly opened his eyes with some joy.

Fang Yixiao used the Divine Stone to watch the battle between Ye Xiuchen and the disciples of Jingbao Hall, and his heart was already very anxious. Because he saw that Ye Xiuchen's face was pale at this moment, and the cyan clothes he was wearing were already wet, and even his figure began to shake. Knowing that he was almost unable to support it, and that night when Xiuchen fell was the moment when those Jingbao Hall disciples rushed towards them.

Fang Yixiao and the two couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard Mo leisurely spitting out turbid air, and said in unison:

"Senior Brother Mo, have you finally had an epiphany?"

Mo Youran couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw the excited looks of the two senior brothers, how could she remember that it was her own epiphany, why were the two in front of her more excited than herself! Could it be that you are in a little anxious to help yourself protect the Fa? I seem to have had a real epiphany for a long time.

Mo Youran scratched his head a little embarrassed and said:

"Thank you, two senior brothers."

Guan Xuanming saw that she still had the heart to thank her, so she was a little anxious, and hurriedly said:

"Now is not the time to talk about this."

Mo Youran looked at Guan Xuanming a little blankly, didn't he say this when he said it?

Fang Yi smiled and saw that Mo Youran still looked dazed, and said anxiously:

"Don't you hear the fighting? And this spiritual power fluctuates so strongly, you don't even feel it? ”

Mo Youran didn't pay attention to anything else because he had just come out of the epiphany, and after listening to Fang Yixiao's reminder, he found that there was a strong spiritual power fluctuation not far away.

She couldn't help but condense:

"What happened to the two senior brothers?"

"Hey, don't ask now, if you ask for a while, you can just help Senior Brother Ye collect the corpse."

As Guan Xuanming spoke, he dragged Mo leisurely towards the place where his spiritual power fluctuated.

When they arrived, they saw the Jingbaotang disciples rushing out of the Bingyu cage, while Ye Xiuchen was spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his body was a little shaky.

Mo Youran saw that among the disciples who rushed out of the Bingyu cage, there was the male cultivator he had met before, and he already knew when it happened, it must have been the helper that the male cultivator found after returning to Jingbaotang to deal with him, and Ye Xiuchen trapped a few people alone in order not to let himself be disturbed by those Jingbaotang disciples.

I saw that Mo Youran's figure came in a flash, and Ye Xiuchen was just holding Ye Xiuchen, who was about to fall to the ground. Seeing that there was no blood on his face, and his eyes were a little blurry, he hurriedly took out a small pill and put it into his mouth, saying:

"Senior Brother Night, thank you; You breathe for a while, and we'll take care of the rest. ”

Mo leisurely lowered him slowly to the wall, so that he could sit against the wall and breathe. Just as he was about to get up, he was stopped by Ye Xiuchen, when he heard his extremely weak voice say:

"Don't hurt them."

Mo Youran was slightly stunned, but quickly understood that Ye Xiuchen was not helping those Jingbaotang disciples, but to warn himself. The first rule of the Tianyun Sect is that the disciples in the sect are allowed to fight in private, but they must not hurt their lives, and if they violate it, they will be expelled from the sect and regarded as traitors.

Mo Youran nodded seriously, stood up and walked towards them, and Ye Xiuchen's voice came from behind him:

"Be careful;"

Liu Guangyao saw Mo Youran coming over and hurriedly ran to Zhan Pengfei's side, pointed at Mo Youran who was walking towards him and shouted:

"Senior brother, that kid injured me."

Fang Yixiao on the side shouted indignantly at Liu Guangyao:

"I, if you hadn't injured me first, how could Senior Brother Mo have done it."

Liu Guangyao hadn't mentioned to Elder Jingbaotang before that he had hurt people first, but at this moment, the fat man in front of him said it, and said with some annoyance:

"You, you fart, it's that kid surnamed Mona who hurt me first."

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