Qin Xiao scratched his face helplessly, he was really restless everywhere, he was just about to travel happily, who would have thought that he would meet such a provocative person. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Don't step on it, look at his face and it's very angry, step on him, the strength is not enough.

Luo Po was obviously weak-hearted, and when he saw Hua Wenpeng's provocation, he didn't pop out half a word, it seemed that he had been repaired by Hua Wenpeng before.

Han Yun didn't say a word, he had been pressed by the Cloud Disk Sect before...... He had already lost his temper, and at this time he could only look at Qin Xiao with a pitiful face, this level of provocation, only Dao Ancestor could find a way back.

But Qin Xiao's expression told the others that he couldn't help it.

It shouldn't be, they don't believe that Qin Xiao can't deal with a Yuan Baby, Han Yun and Luo Po can't understand, they can't figure out Dao Ancestor's thoughts at all.

It looks like I can only swallow my anger and roll out of my seat, if I didn't stand before, it's okay, but now in front of other people, I am scolded to get out of my seat like this, then no matter what, I can't get over my face.

You see that the disciples of the other sects around them all came over, looking like they were watching a good show, watching the four people of the Tianding Sect being provoked by Hua Wenpeng.

"Sect Master Hua! This is our floating ship of the Fallen Immortal Palace, and the Tianding Sect is also our honored guest, and you can't be disrespectful! "Wei Xiyan is towards Qin Xiao after all, when Qin Xiao has some helplessness.

Standing in front of Qin Xiao, pinching his fingers with his hands, his brilliance flashed slightly, as if he was condensing some magical power to prevent Hua Wenpeng's attack.

More than a dozen delicate female disciples of the Falling Immortal Palace, after Wei Xiyan stood up, lined up behind Wei Xiyan, all holding a long sword, looking like they were fighting the enemy together.

In terms of strength, Wei Xiyan is only a Jin Dan cultivator, which is far from Hua Wenpeng's late Yuan Infant stage, unless the palace master of the Fallen Immortal Palace comes in person, otherwise under normal circumstances, it is difficult to find a few comparable to the hundreds of monks on this ship.

Therefore, Wei Xiyan blocked in front of Hua Wenpeng, which was equivalent to using a mantis arm as a car, but the power of the painting slave made her swear to defend her master to the death, even though she knew that her strength was invincible, she still had no hesitation.

Even the other junior sisters of the Falling Immortal Palace had to follow behind Wei Xiyan, after all, Wei Xiyan's status in the Falling Immortal Palace was not low, otherwise she would not have been sent as an envoy to invite the various sects.

Han Yun and Luo Po breathed a sigh of relief, and sure enough, Dao Ancestor sat in his position so calmly without any reaction, it seemed that he had calculated the matter that the Falling Immortal Palace would help them, Gao ...... It's really high.

The Falling Immortal Palace is like this.

But it made Hua Wenpeng sneer. "Our Yunpan Sect can go to participate in the celebration of your Falling Immortal Palace, which can be regarded as giving you some face, but I didn't expect you to favor a small sect...... It really made the old man feel resentful in his heart. ”

"Even if your palace master sees the old man, he has to give three points, not to mention you little girl, but Jin Dan's cultivation really dares to be rampant in front of the old man?"

The people of the other sects have made a space for Hua Wenpeng and them, and they have already smelled the smell of gunpowder from this, these two sects are not easy to mess with, and they still maintain neutrality under the security situation.

Wei Xiyan faced Hua Wenpeng's questioning, without any fear, nor did she take a step back, observing Hua Wenpeng's every move, for fear that he would make some unexpected moves.

"Sect Master." A little monk beside Hua Wenpeng leaned over and whispered in Hua Wenpeng's ear. "It's better for us not to have a conflict with the people of the Falling Immortal Palace, their palace master Ling Fei is a figure who is about to turn into a god, at that time, it is bound to become a superior sect, if you make enemies with it because of this, it is really not wise, please think twice."

How could a person who can crawl around in the cultivation realm not understand current affairs, who can be offended and who cannot be offended, these are all necessary skills that a monk must master before adventuring in the cultivation realm.

Hua Wenpeng was able to come to this point, naturally he was not a fledgling stunned youth, and the consequences of offending the Fallen Immortal Palace were really immeasurable. "Hmph, the old man knows."

Hua Wenpeng whispered to the disciples beside him.

"But the old man really can't calm the dissatisfaction in his heart."

In addition, if you retreat now, so many people will look at it, no matter how you say it, it will make others look down on it and lose face...... For a sect, it is quite important.

Even if Hua Wenpeng wanted to give up this provocation, he would have to find a staircase to go down, but it seemed that no one gave him this ladder.

At this point, Hua Wenpeng has been difficult to stop.

"Since you want to protect their Tianding Sect and not show mercy to our other sects, the old man will teach you a lesson from the palace master of the Fallen Immortal Palace on behalf of the other sects, and teach you a few unsympathetic little girls!"

Hua Wenpeng said so, he said it very tactfully, trying to elevate his behavior to the will of other sects as a whole, hoping that if the palace master of the Falling Immortal Palace intervened in this matter, he would also take into account the principle of not blaming the public, and give up the relationship with the Yunpan Sect, which can be regarded as his old spiciness.

Hua Wenpeng's coercion was released, and on the platform of the entire ship, all the monks in the Jindan stage and below felt that their bodies were heavy, and it was so heavy that it was difficult to straighten up.

This also includes the dozen or so female cultivators of the Falling Immortal Palace, as well as Wei Xiyan.

Of course, even if Qin Xiao and the others felt that their bodies were heavy, they didn't react much because of sitting.

"This Hua Wenpeng's coercion is so strong...... I'm afraid that even in the late Yuan Infant period, it can be regarded as a leader. ”

"The Yunpan Sect is originally a big faction among the intermediate sects, it is estimated that Hua Wenpeng himself is not far from the peak of Yuanying, if it weren't for the talent of the palace master of the Falling Immortal Palace, Hua Wenpeng might become the first monk among these intermediate sects around him to enter the stage of transformation into a god."

People from other sects commented.

Under the pressure of Hua Wenpeng, it was difficult for Wei Xiyan and others to make any moves.

Then Hua Wenpeng waved his hand, and a wave of qi suddenly formed from his palm, forming a violent wind that swept through the space, rushing towards Wei Xiyan and the others.

Under such a wind, Wei Xiyan and the others were like residual leaves in the wind, being blown scattered and scattered, and a series of screams sounded, and when they fell back on the platform, they lost consciousness in all directions.

"Oh! It is said that Hua Wenpeng has fascinated many female cultivators through this magical power......" A disciple said, but when he saw Hua Wenpeng glaring back at him, he had to retract his head.

Wei Xiyan is not strong enough after all, even if she has the heart, she is powerless.

Qin Xiao looked at the female cultivator of the Fallen Immortal Palace who had passed out on the ground, her brows furrowed deeply, and she was also angry with Hua Wenpeng.

"Who can protect your Tianding Sect now! If you don't suffer from flesh and skin, get out of your seat! Hua Wenpeng shouted, his voice was already a little hideous, so that the other two people of the Cloud Pan Sect around him couldn't help but take a step back.

"You're going to be damned, you know?" Qin Xiao said, at this time, he could only expect that the sky would suddenly drop a thunderbolt and kill this girl.

"Damnation? Damnation? Ha ha! What a curse! Hua Wenpeng laughed wildly.

The disciples of the other sects also laughed, this Tianding Sect is really funny, I don't want to deal with Hua Wenpeng, and I look forward to the coming of heaven, a weak sect is a weak sect.

Thinking of good things.

Compared to this, the female cultivators of the Falling Immortal Palace are worthy of admiration.

It's just that at this time, when Hua Wenpeng laughed and Qin Xiao was looking forward to the curse, suddenly the entire floating ship shook violently.

And the scenery outside gradually dimmed.

At the same time, there were faint smiles of hundreds of monks.

This......