Chapter 233: Master
The smoke of gunpowder spreads out, and the entire bright lobby illuminated by the pearl seems to have a sense of imminent war.
"Hehe!" Chu Yuanyang slowly stood up, with a strategic smile still on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that I can't leave today." ”
Before the door was closed, a cold wind poured in from outside the house, and the brown-red curtain behind the main seat fluttered like the overlapping waves of the sea.
The corners of Senior Sister Qiao's mouth, who were ragged and unkempt, pulled out a wanton sneer with hatred, but before the emotions were completely released, her cloudy pupils suddenly dilated, until she was frightened.
Without a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, the wind element turned into an invisible wind blade, becoming the most hidden killing weapon.
"Smack!"
Suddenly, Senior Sister Qiao's body was shorter, a pair of slender legs were neatly cut off by kneecaps, and bright red blood was sprinkled all over the ground.
It happened too suddenly, and before everyone could come back to their senses, Chu Yuanyang withdrew his hand.
"You demon girl, you dare to hurt people in public? I, Huang Jiaosheng, will get rid of the demon today, accept you, the demon girl, and accept my life!" A middle-aged man with a rather righteous appearance pressed his empty palm.
"Senior Brother Huang, I'll help you. ”
“......。 ”
In an instant, several figures containing rolling aura rushed out, and with Huang Mustard's movements, they sacrificed their respective fame weapons one after the other, and attacked the faint green shadow.
This is said to be righteous and awe-inspiring, but what the truth is, everyone present must know it.
"The seniors really look up to Chu, and it is really Chu's honor that a person who cultivates in the foundation building period needs to use several Yuan Infant Stage cultivators. Chu Yuanyang still had a smile on his face, and his feet drifted quietly like a walk in the clouds, dodging the attacks of several Yuan Infant Cultivators.
Several Yuan Infant Cultivators were stunned at the same time, and their hearts flashed with disbelief.
It was a shocking thing that a Foundation Stage Monk had dodged the attacks of several of their Yuan Infant Stage Monks.
A trace of remorse flashed on the face of the head of the Lan family on the main seat, how could the person who could help him heal the wounds of the spiritual sea be an idle person? Unfortunately, he was helpless, and he could not let the Lan family's hundreds of years of foundation be ruined.
The uncle of the Lan family under the main throne turned his eyes a few times, and he could lead a foundation building monk to avoid the attacks of many infant monks in the courtyard, what kind of powerful treasure would it be, if he got it, wouldn't the position of the head of the family be captured?
A bastard root deserves such a treasure?
It's a pity that these little Jiujiu who can't be on the stage don't dare to show it, I just hope that this high monk will solve this mixed spirit root soon, otherwise the third family may have a resurgence in the future.
She has one spirit, one beast and two fierce generals, not to mention a few Yuan Infant Stage monks, even a few out-of-body stage monks, and she will not put it in her eyes at all.
It was just a moment's astonishment, and more high-ranking monks who were watching gathered around.
The murderous aura overflowed, and in an instant, the wine glasses, plates, and bowls with luster color were ruthlessly smashed by the cold force.
Chu Yuanyang didn't dare to show it too much, so he struggled very hard.
Once again, he narrowly escaped the attack of an inner palace monk and was forced into a corner.
The fierce aura in the sky rushed towards her from all directions, and the corners of Chu Yuanyang's mouth rose, revealing an aura that was not inferior to these awe-inspiring aura, and he was about to raise his hand to use the defensive holy weapon in his hand to block this unavoidable offensive.
At this moment, two voices in the spiritual sea made her pause and turn her hand.
I was about to die under this magnificent current.
There was a smile of victory in everyone's eyes, and the uncle of the Lan family also relaxed his tense body as if he was relieved, and even Senior Sister Qiao, who had broken her legs and was bleeding half dead in the ground, showed a distorted expression like hatred.
"Boom!"
The white light was so loud that the stabbing man couldn't open his eyes, and several air currents collided to emit a fiery temperature in this cold night.
"He Fangxiao is small, and he dares to hide his head and tail in front of us. The goatee monk scolded.
The others paused at the same time and looked out the door.
"Several powerful people bullied a minor monk who cultivated in the foundation building period, and they were not afraid to make jokes when they spread it. ”
The deep voice fell, and the scarlet sara skirt opened and overlapped layer by layer like a bright flower that suddenly bloomed.
You don't need to ask about this outfit, you know it, you are undoubtedly a member of the Hehuan Sect.
"Hehuan Sect Ancestor?" asked a monk of the Inner Mansion Period, hesitantly.
The purple shadow flickered, the strong wind blew, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Chu Yuanyang: "How are you?"
Chu Yuanyang leaned against the wall and shook his head: "It's nothing!"
"Who are you?" asked the woman dressed as Aunt Dao at the wind.
Feng Lige ignored Aunt Dao, paused for a moment, and still stretched out his hand to support the swaying Chu Yuanyang.
"You and other incompetent juniors are really too deceitful, if you don't give some color today, you see, I'm afraid that I will be deceived by no one in the Hehuan Sect. The woman in the scarlet dress and skirt, her face was as heavy as frost, and her originally enchanting and charming appearance was forced into a cold beauty.
"You called?" Glancing at the scarlet-clothed woman in the center of the hall who was facing everyone, Chu Yuanyang asked sideways.
Feng Lige nodded.
He had only met this ancestor a few times, and he was not familiar with each other, and where he called the person, he just sent a message to that person, and this ancestor came.
Although the scarlet-clothed woman's appearance was years old, the aura deliberately exuded made people tremble and couldn't help but tremble.
The monks exchanged a few glances with each other, and then a person who was in charge of the ministry came out.
"Ancestor, I didn't know about it in advance, but I heard that there was a murderous witch in this Lan Mansion, and we were also afraid that this witch would endanger innocent people....... ”
"Didn't know in advance?" Before the man finished speaking, the old ancestor sneered, pointed at Chu Yuanyang and said: "The exercises of my Hehuan Sect are unique, you will not know when you fight with the juniors of my sect, and the exercises she makes are unique to my Hehuan Sect." Then he looked at the person who had been elected by the eyes of the people to be the representative of the principal: "So, do you still say that you don't know?"
The representative's face froze: "Even if we know about it, for the sake of the safety of the entire cultivation realm, it is really natural for us to come and capture the witch when we hear the news." ”
Someone then chimed in.
"Hmph! With a wave of the ancestor's sleeves, the representative was immediately knocked out by an invisible force.
With a "bang", he fell out of the lobby and fell on the bluestone panel.
"To say that my Hehuan Sect disciples poisoned many monks, how can it be all based on the words of one person?"
The dyed gaudy cardamom nails were lightly fingered, and a finger-sized blood hole broke out on the slender neck, and blood trickled, and Senior Sister Qiao, who was half-dead underground, lost her life before she could make a sound.
"You ........ ”
Shoot if you don't agree with each other, this is the willfulness of the strength of the strong.
Others can only dare to be angry.
"Ancestor, since it was a misunderstanding, the slanderer is dead, this matter... I'll leave with something important to do. Dao Gu said.
Everyone echoed again, but there were other calculations in their hearts.
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