Crisp applause.

Qiu Manyu clapped his palms and fell from the roof with a smile, and his younger brother Qiu Qianyu followed closely behind him with an unchanged layer of gloom.

"Wonderful, really wonderful, really wonderful." Qiu Manyu smiled strangely, his body was settling, less than a meter tall, from a distance of seven or eight meters, looking at the four people who had just finished fighting and confronting each other, his eyes were shining.

"Brother Laoshan."

Ge Xuan's eyes flashed a hint of gloom, and Yu Ji Zuo Ci Mao Zhao was probably the same, they had a deep impression of this pair of famous dwarf brothers.

The Laoshan brothers are more than ten years younger than them, but in their years, they have been all the rage, how many evil masters gathered in Laoshan, just to join the Taoist organization led by the brothers, except for the ten hidden families who override the world's cold eyes, all Taoist sects have been deeply hit.

Among them, Zuo Ci is in the Danding Sect, half of the disciples and grandchildren were all killed, after the destruction of Tianzhu Mountain, the final wisdom reluctantly migrated to Huiji Mountain, decades still failed to recover the original vitality, speaking of hatred for this pair of brothers, no one is as deep as Zuo Ci.

"You bastards, it's really a blessing." Zuo Ci looked at the Laoshan brothers, almost gritting his teeth.

Their generation, the most important thing is the inheritance, the Danding Sect is not as deep as the Maoshan Sect Heavenly Master's Mansion and the Fu Zheng Sect, that year, although the Taoist sects were affected, but did not hurt the root like the Danding Sect, so when I heard that the Laoshan brothers were folded in the hands of the wild orphans, the top and bottom of the Danding Sect were so happy that they almost came to the point of celebrating each other, and now they see that this scourge is still alive and well. It is the mind that has been cultivating for many years with Zuo Ci. After all these years, I still can't let go.

Although the Taiping Road and Fu Zheng Sect where Yu Ji Maozhao is located have been less affected. But it is not without influence, these two brothers, for some reason, are extremely enemies of Taoism, from the Laoshan Mountain as the root of the gradual spread of the Dao can be glimpsed and know the whole leopard, the current everyone has no good face, even Ge Xuan is the same.

Ge Xuan's Heavenly Master Sect was second only to the Danding Sect in terms of the extent of impact, and Ge Xuan was ordered to be in danger that year. It was the assassination of several real people within the sect, the old grandmaster was shocked to vomit blood and went west, so Ge Xuan was selected as the new grandmaster, that short-term extermination activity, although it was only turbulent for less than half a year, but it led to the damage of all sects, large or small, and several real people cultivated by the Heavenly Master Sect were killed, which was from the hands of the Laoshan brothers.

The four of them stared at the two short figures with cold eyes, and stepped forward with their spirits raised.

Qiu Qianyu's long sword is out of the ordinary. His face was as cold as iron.

However, Qiu Manyu's face was quite indifferent, less than a meter tall. But it exudes a chilling momentum that people can't ignore.

"The leaders of the holy places of Taoism gather in Chang'an, very good, very good." Qiu Manyu glanced at Ge Xuan and the others deeply, and he was afraid to shorten the distance between the two sides, and the round gear in his hand flashed with hideous cold light.

"Qiu Manyu, do you really think we're afraid of you?"

Yu Ji's face was cold, there were many sect mistakes behind him, so Yu Ji acted more or less timidly, now he has relieved himself of the position of the person in charge of the Taiping Dao and concentrated on the top of Mount Hua to practice, no worries, compared with the Laoshan brothers, the reason why the Laoshan brothers were able to unite a group of extremely vicious people to attack the Taoist sects constantly, and repeatedly succeeded and retreated, to a large extent, the major sects in the city do not want to study deeply, otherwise with the strength of the hundred sects of Taoism, If you join forces to chase down a few predators such as the Laoshan brothers, I am afraid that there is no need for Ye Guzi to take action, and the so-called great cause of removing the Tao will not last for half a year.

Although Yu Ji and the others did not unite to chase down the Laoshan brothers back then, this did not prevent their group of veterans from becoming cultivators from having a bad feeling towards the Laoshan brothers.

Although the Taoist pays attention to quiet and inaction, with immeasurable poison people, but it is only based on the fact that the thoughts of the cultivators have transcended the world, the reason why Yu Ji Ge Xuanzuoci and others went down the mountain, to a large extent, is that there is a last resort in the heart of the thing to do, there is no root, similar to the Buddhist family to cut off the three thousand troubles, Taoism also has the saying of cutting off the corpse insect to see the ghost god, do not cut off the evil root of the body, you can not peep into the fairy road, once you encounter a bottleneck, or encounter a persistent thing, you need to cut off the evil root of attachment and be able to transcend.

If a cultivator cannot reach the realm of a saint, he will inevitably have a bad feeling in his heart.

With a bad feeling, there is naturally anger, these are unique to human nature, Yu Ji is not a saint, and he will naturally not have a good face for the two Laoshan brothers who shout to eradicate Taoism.

Mao Zhao and Zuo Ci looked at the two Laoshan brothers expressionlessly, the bronze sword and the dust trembled slightly, and the internal energy of their bodies surged, maintaining a posture of eruption at any time.

Ge Xuan was silent for a moment, glanced at Yu Ji Maozhao and Zuo Ci apologetically, and his body suddenly swept out dozens of meters and stood in the rain curtain.

Mao Zhao and Zuo Ci and Yu Ji had no surprises.

Looking at the pair of dwarfs in front of him with a wary expression, decades ago, both sides were masters in their respective fields, and now after so many years, who is deep and who is shallow, no one can say, under the premise of uncertainty, a smart person will at least know what caution is.

"It's a pity that I couldn't wipe out your group of deceptives and thieves in one fell swoop." Qiu Manyu had a slight hint of mockery in his eyes, and there was an indescribable disgust for Taoists between his eyebrows.

With a bang, the cold light suddenly appeared, the rain fell and shattered, and the long sword in Qiu Qianyu's hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

"Kill them." Qiu Qianyu's face was gloomy as water, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his tone was cold.

In response to him was a bronze sword.

Mao Zhao's wrist turned slightly, the tip of the sword was round and mid-air, and a wisp of green light fell, and his bare-chested body swept up at any time.

"Maoshan Qingmang?"

Qiu Qianyu's huge head tilted, revealing two yellowed tiger teeth, and an indescribable cruelty appeared in his eyes.

"Good."

The blood-red eyes flickered, and this dwarf, who was far more powerful than his brother, held his sword and jumped high.

No one knows why the two Laoshan brothers are so disgusted with Taoism, and even slaughter the people who believe in Taoism, and they don't need a reason to kill them, but many times there are often various reasons.

However, now is not the time for Yu Ji Zuoci and others to delve into this, and Qiu Manyu has also moved.

The body swept up like a boneless silk cloth, light and fluttering, like a feather, but the speed was ridiculously fast.

At a distance of seven or eight meters, one swept up, the other fell, and soon the portable killing machine poured down.

The rain on the ground suddenly lifted, and the half of the dust in Zuo Ci's hand slapped suddenly, and the mung bean-like raindrops gradually enlarged in the eyes of the Laoshan brothers like rolling snowballs.

"Good time."

Qiu Manyu snorted softly, his short body did not retreat but advanced, his stubby and powerful arms waved suddenly, which was more dense than a net, and the oncoming bean raindrops suddenly turned into rain and fell to the ground.

Zuo Ci's face remained unchanged, like a child playing at home, the dust in his hand kept lifting the rain on the ground, and in his hands, the rain in the world was like plasticine, which could be changed into any shape at any time.

A water curtain intertwined with water streams struck towards the Laoshan brothers, and this was not enough, a peachwood sword that flashed dark red struck like lightning, and the thin Yu Ji's body was pressed against the water curtain to the ground to take Qiu Manyu's heart.

Qiu Manyu sneered, and the gears crushed, not only easily shattering the water droplets containing heavy and huge force, but at the same time, sticking to his chest, there was a sudden light sound, and the thin Yu Ji and Qiu Manyu were all shocked, and the rain on their feet was like a boulder thrown into the pond, suddenly shaking up drops of raindrops.

"Again."

Qiu Manyu licked his lips, his thin body pounced like a leopard, and the figures of the two, one big and one small, suddenly intertwined.

Mao Zhao was not idle, his opponent was far more powerful than he imagined, the collision between the sword and the bronze sword, which was taller than him, was not inferior in the slightest, the rain danced wildly, on Chang'an Street, it was extremely exciting. (To be continued......)