Xu Chang sneered lightly: "You don't hide in the Imperial Beast Sect to cultivate, why did you come here?" ”

Feng Wuchenlang smiled: "I am free and easy by nature, I can go wherever I want, can you control it?" ”

As soon as the drunken Taoist saw the middle-aged man in white, his eyes lit up, and he said to Liu Hao: "Elder Feng is here, we are saved, saved!" ”

As soon as the drunken Daoist was halfway through speaking, his body rushed out of the body, came to Feng Wuchen, knelt down with a plop, kowtowed, and said, "Elder Feng, you can be regarded as here." ”

Feng Wuchen smiled slightly, and said knowingly: "You kid, didn't you go to drink the joy wine of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect today, why did you come here again?" With that, his left hand was slightly empty, and the drunken Taoist body stood up uncontrollably.

The drunken Taoist scratched his head and smiled shyly: "Back to the elder's words, the disciple is addicted to alcohol again, and when he saw that there was wine in the Qingxuanmen, he ran over and joined in the fun." Who wants to kill these three old boys halfway and injure my friend. You also despise me that there is no one in the Imperial Beast Sect, I really deserve to die! ”

Feng Wuchen gently knocked the drunken man's head with the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "You kid, you really can't change your addiction to alcohol." ”

The drunken Taoist is already over sixty years old, and that Feng Wuchen is only forty years old at most, but in front of him, the drunken Taoist is like a child who loses a fight, and wants his elders to be angry for himself. Such an unreasonable scene surprised everyone present.

"Elder Feng, the disciple must quit drinking after he goes back." The drunken Taoist laughed and said, "I don't know what these three old men should do?" ”

Feng Wuchen said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will solve it." Let's go back first. ”

"Yes!" The drunken Daoist returned to Liu Hao's side very honestly and said, "Liu Hao, the elder of our Imperial Beast Sect is here. ”

Liu Hao asked curiously, "Who is this Elder Feng?" Why did you ...... so much to your predecessors just now? ”

The drunken Taoist coughed lightly, hiding the embarrassment just now, and said in a deep voice: "You don't know what to do." Although I look older than Elder Feng, he just celebrated his 100th birthday last year. ”

"What! You say he's a hundred and one years old! Liu Hao opened his mouth in surprise.

Drunken Daoist: "You don't know the Dao, there are some strong people in the Heavenly Realm who have been cultivating for many years, and their actual age is very old, but because of the strong skills in the body, it is enough to maintain their own operation and rejuvenate, so they look relatively young." My Elder Feng of the Imperial Beast Sect is such a figure, a cultivation at the peak of the heaven-level level! ”

As soon as Liu Hao heard the words "heaven-level peak", his heart finally let go. It seems that as long as this Wind Elder is here, nothing will happen.

And that Feng Wuchen glanced at him deeply, and said with a smile: "You should be Liu Hao." ”

Liu Hao was startled, he didn't expect him to recognize himself, so he hurriedly walked over and arched his hand: "Junior...... I've seen my seniors......" he said. My chest was tight, and I only felt very uncomfortable: "Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

"No need to be polite. You're hurt. Feng Wuchen helped him up. At the same time, a huge spiritual power poured out of his hand and entered his body. Liu Hao didn't resist, and let this spiritual power enter the muscles and veins of his body, and the bones of his limbs.

Soon, between a few breaths, the tendons and veins inside Liu Hao's body cracked. The shattered bones, as well as the injured internal organs, are recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Liu Hao was even more shocked, this Wind Elder's spiritual power. There is an endless smell of life. This kind of spiritual power is specially used to treat injuries.

After a while, Liu Hao had already recovered to seventy-seven-eighty-eight. If he had run the "Withering Glory Decision" by himself, it would have taken at least an hour, and Elder Nafeng had only been able to heal his physical injuries with less than a stick of incense.

Of course, the damage to the spiritual power and divine consciousness is healed in an instant, and it must be recovered slowly through meditation and hard work.

Liu Hao's strength requires at least one day and one night of cultivation to restore the best state of his whole body.

"Who are you, and why are you meddling?" Seeing this, Situ Yun was so angry that his body trembled, he didn't expect that there would be a wind and dust halfway, wouldn't that kill Liu Hao, and his desire for revenge was shattered like this? He shouted unwillingly: "Liu Hao, even if you come to help today, it won't help!" I, Situ Yun, will break your body into thousands of pieces and torture you to death! ”

Feng Wuchen withdrew his spiritual power, patted Liu Hao lightly on the shoulder, then turned to look at Xu Changqing, and said with a smile on his face: "I said Elder Xu, is this person your friend?" Why does your mouth stink so much! After speaking, he didn't forget to point at Situ Yun.

Xu Chang sneered lightly: "This Situ Sect Master has never known me in my life. However, Qingxuanmen is too desperate to do things, and it is not in line with the way of heaven, so I am here to encircle and suppress it on the order of the sect master! ”

Feng Wuchen pursed his lips disdainfully: "Hahaha, I don't know what the Dao Qingxuanmen has done, in the eyes of your sect, it is not in line with the way of heaven." Do you want to do the right thing for heaven? ”

At this time, Ji Wanli gave Situ Yun a look, and the latter was startled, and hurriedly said: "Liu Hao first killed the elder of my Sword Sect, Ling Hutian, and then destroyed the sect, incorporated it, and injured the dog, forcing him to swallow the Seven Evils and kill him. Such evil deeds are simply outrageous to people and gods! If people are not removed, heaven will punish them! ”

"What kind of is this!" Feng Wuchen opened the folding fan suddenly, his expression was indifferent, he was also a wild and uninhibited person. The implication is that you should be beaten! It is even more reasonable to destroy your sect!

When Situ Yun heard this, he was even more annoyed, and couldn't help but shout: "Could it be that your Imperial Beast Sect really cares about human life and ignores everything?" ”

Feng Wuchen was about to say, "Yes so what?" Who expected to be preempted by the drunken Taoist and said: "Since ancient times, the king has been defeated, and the strong are respected, your Heaven Splitting Sword Sect offended the Qingxuanmen first, and they did not slaughter a chicken and dog from your sect, which is already considered merciful." But you, as the head of a sect, abandoned the disciples of the sect, abandoned your own son, and fled for your life alone. And it's so low today. Simply, it is simply immoral, unbrave, unkind and unjust! ”

Drunken people know that the wind is dustless and lawless, arouses their temperament, and does not take everything in their eyes. If he is left to say whatever he wants, it will be detrimental to the prestige of the Royal Beast Sect.

Xu Chang sneered: "Okay, that's a good point, since ancient times, he has become a king and a loser!" The wind is dustless, if you want to keep Qingxuanmen today, it depends on your ability! ”

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows and didn't let it go at all.

"Humph! Then let's see the real chapter under our hands! Xu Chang said lightly and offered a long knife. The long knife was about six feet long. Although it is not as domineering as Zhang Hattian's one, the essence is restrained, the blade is golden, and a giant dragon is carved.

Dragon Slayer!

This magic weapon is actually a quasi-immortal weapon, and it is also a quasi-immortal weapon with a strong immortal aura, which is a hundred times stronger than the quality of the Killing Yuan Spear.

"Hey, do you want to do it!" Feng Wuchen slapped his palm, his long sleeves agitated, the wind whistled, and he arrived in front of Xu Changqing and the three of them in the blink of an eye.

This palm is extremely fierce. And it suddenly erupted, which is unguardable.

Seeing this, Liu Hao was shocked in his heart, took a deep breath, and secretly sighed: "It is worthy of being a heaven-level peak powerhouse." Anything you can do can hurt me badly. ”

Situ Yun was taken aback. I didn't expect this personable scholar in white. It's terrifying!

"Awesome!" Even Ji Wanli frowned secretly and looked at Xu Changqing. If he can't resist it, then the three of them will probably have to explain here today.

Xu Chang was worthy of being the pinnacle of the heaven-level level, and the long knife slashed forward, and with a "plop" sound, a huge wind surged. Accompanied by a knife style.

This knife is natural, without the slightest earthly vulgarity, like an ancient god, splitting chaos. Break the world as well.

A knife and a palm collided in the air, "Peng!" The sound lifted all the stone bricks on the ground. And the earth shook, and the surrounding houses shook, as if the end had come!

Those disciples with low cultivation were even frightened to the ground by such might.

This is simply a force that destroys the world and destroys the earth!

Even Zhang Hattian secretly frowned, worried that the two would fight each other, and the aftermath would destroy the Qingxuanmen.

But it's too late to think about it, after Xu Chang lightly slashed out a knife, followed by another knife, the two knives were one, and they were all one.

The long knife traveled through space, without any trajectory to follow, and rushed over in the blink of an eye!

"Drink!" Feng Wuchen put away his smile, his face was solemn, and he folded the fan in his hand to move forward, and immediately the wind made a loud noise, whirring and killing.

"Sweep the world!"

Wind and dust's unique stunt, by injecting its own spiritual power into the folding fan, and the inside of the fan is its own space, with countless formations, after such a transformation, the power has increased greatly, which is enough to sweep everything!

"Peng!" This fan actually dissolved Xu Changqing's knife qi.

"Whew!"

Xuchang is another knife!

The third knife is coming!

Split the same trajectory, the same direction, but the power and momentum suddenly increased. Because the three knives are coherent, natural and harmonious, there is the taste of Taoism "three lives and all things"!

This knife swallowed all the spiritual power into it; This knife distorts space.

Feng Wuchen frowned tightly, and as soon as his thoughts moved, the folding fan came out of his hand, flew halfway, and suddenly became several times larger, and his momentum was even greater.

This fan is also a quasi-immortal weapon containing immortal energy, which is not weaker than Xuchang's long knife.

"Peng!" Collide again.

Feng Wuchen took three steps back, his face was pale, and his body trembled slightly. And that Xu Chang was even more unbearable, flying upside down for a few feet, although he still stood firm, there was already a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

In this life-and-death struggle, a verdict was made between the two! Wind and dust are slightly better than half the battle.

Xuchang made three moves in a row, all of which were resolved by Feng Wuchen, which was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was dangerous and abnormal, and if you were not careful, you would die.

Even Liu Hao couldn't see this battle very clearly, let alone the guests in the field, they were all dumbfounded. Unexpectedly, several shadows collided in mid-air, and the battle was over.

"Hahaha, old boy, you don't want to get out of here!" Feng Wuchen made a move and held the folding fan in the palm of his hand.

Xu Changqing's chest shook heavily, his qi and blood floated, and he didn't dare to speak at all, because as soon as he spoke, he couldn't help but vomit blood. After a long time, he took a deep breath, used his strength to temporarily suppress the injury, and spit out a "go" from between his teeth! Then he turned around and disappeared into the sky.

Seeing this, Ji Wanli hurriedly followed. Situ Yun was unwilling and angry, but he didn't dare to rush forward alone, so he had to pick up his son Situ Aoshi and leave in a gloomy manner.

"Elder Feng, let's chase!" The drunken Taoist looked excited and eager to try. (To be continued......)