On the shore of the South Lake, the Drunken Immortal Building.

The entire second floor, or the entire Drunken Immortal Building, became quiet because of the explosive news brought by Guo Jing.

"Bang..." Suddenly, a violent explosion resounded through the Drunken Immortal Building, and it turned out that Qiu Chuji, who was sad and angry in his heart, slapped the copper cylinder out with a palm, smashed the window on the second floor, and fell into the South Lake, causing countless splashes.

"Tell me quickly, who killed your master!" After flying the copper cylinder, Qiu Chuji grabbed Guo Jing's arm, his hair was long, and his killing intent was Ling Ran.

"Yes..." Before Guo Jing could finish speaking, after a commotion downstairs, a handsome middle-aged man in Tsing Yi had already walked slowly to the second floor, and when he saw a few people upstairs, he paused for a moment.

Seeing Huang Yaoshi appear, Guo Jing, who was overflowing with hatred in his heart, didn't have time to speak at all, and the internal strength around his body suddenly burst out, and the endless earthy yellow internal energy surged out, stirring the surrounding tables and chairs into pieces at the same time, he actually broke free from the Qiu Chuji, and a dragon roar that resounded through the South Lake rushed out, and Guo Jing, whose eyes were red, with endless killing intent, pounced on Huang Yaoshi in the vast dragon-shaped ripple cluster.

Unexpectedly, Guo Jing suddenly made a move without even saying hello, and Huang Yaoshi, who was angry in his heart, turned cold, and in the rotation of light cyan streamers around his body, the green plants rose from the ground, growing bamboos out of thin air.

The dragon-shaped wave crashed on the green bamboo, and the endless internal energy overflowed in all directions, surging like a big wave crashing on the shore, I don't know how many tables and chairs were rolled up, and a few players were swept away.

Feeling a vast wave coming, Dusk's eyes flashed, and he was not afraid at all, and the majestic internal energy in the sea of qi in his body rushed out, condensing into a thick layer of golden yellow Liugang above Dusk's arms.

"Broken..." With a low shout, in the face of the internal strength affected by the battle between the two, Dusk's punch directly hit it, and there was a roar, which suddenly exploded.

"Hmph..." With a cold snort, after Huang Yaoshi easily blocked Guo Jing's first round of attacks, he retracted his strength on the side of his body and dodged Guo Jing's attack.

Guo Jing, who launched the attack again, did not spare his strength, and after staggering his figure with Huang Yaoshi, it was too late to withdraw the move, and he was directly thrown out by Huang Yaoshi.

With a bang, Guo Jing smashed the wall like a cannonball, and fell to the street, startling a burst of chickens and dogs, so lively.

Shaking off his dazed brain and ignoring the people with different looks on the street, Guo Jing jumped up and returned to the second floor of the Drunken Immortal Building again, only to see the mess and countless moaning players on the ground, but the figures of Huang Yaoshi and Qiu Chuji were gone.

"Brother Huang, what about Daoist Qiu and that old thief!" Guo Jing saw that the dusk was still there, and immediately went up and asked.

"Alas, Brother Guo, Huang Laoxie may not be the murderer of your master, it's not too late for you to figure it out and take revenge, you are like this, not only yourself, but also Sister Rong!" Suppressing the churning in his body, he felt the boiling killing intent on Guo Jing's body, and persuaded him with good words at dusk.

"The corpses of several masters I saw with my own eyes on Peach Blossom Island, is there still a fake!" When Huang Rong was mentioned, the killing intent on Guo Jing's body was stunned, but when he thought of the five masters who died tragically, the killing intent on his body rose again, soaring into the sky.

"Since you don't believe me, I can't help it, na, they're there!" Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, anyway, he knew that Guo Jing would figure it out in the end, and he had no evidence at dusk and pointed to the lake outside the window, only to see that on a small boat, Huang Yaoshi and Qiu Chuji, one stood at the bow of the boat, and the other stood at the stern, rushing towards the Yanyu Building.

Knowing the traces of the two, Guo Jing, who was carried away by hatred, no longer stayed, jumped off the Drunken Immortal Tower, grabbed a small boat, and didn't wait for dusk to go downstairs, he had already dialed the pulp to follow.

sighed helplessly, the big drama had been sung, and he naturally couldn't wait for the result here, borrowing strength under his feet, people were like swallows flying, and he floated leisurely down from the second floor on a small boat.

At the same time, on the shore of the South Lake, in the vast smoke, countless boats set off from the shore almost at the same time, carrying excited players to the Yanyu Building in the center of the lake.

The smoke is vast and the fog is vast.

By the time we arrived at Yanyu Building at dusk, the sky had already darkened, and the deputy battle of Yanyu Building had already begun.

In the field, the seven sons of Quanzhen formed the "Tiangang Beidou Sword Formation" and besieged Huang Yaoshi together.

Although because of the twilight, the seventh son knew that his uncle was not killed by Huang Yaoshi, so there was no blood feud between them, but when he learned that five of the six monsters in Jiangnan were killed by Huang Yaoshi, and the angry Huang Yaoshi did not want to entangle with everyone, so he directly admitted on the spot that the angry Qizi naturally could not let Guo Jing and Ke Zhenwei face the strong enemy alone, so he rushed in and besieged Huang Yaoshi in the name of asking for advice.

Let's not talk about the big battle in the field, let's just say that on the second floor of the Yanyu Building, Hong Qigong sat by the window with a helpless face, and beside him, there were Guo Jing and Huang Rong in the Cold War and Ke Zhenwei who had a murderous look at Huang Rong.

After going up to the second floor and meeting Hong Qigong, he found himself bored with Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and at dusk he put his eyes downstairs, and the eight people who had already played the real fire.

The robes of the Seven True Sons flew, occupying the position of the Seven Stars, and in the staggered exchanges, countless sword qi rushed and surged, vertical and horizontal, dispersing all the smoke in the field.

His eyes moved, and he felt the momentum of the seven people rising up, and he couldn't help but look up at dusk, only to see that under the cover of the vast white mist, seven stars flickered in the fog, just like the Big Dipper in the night sky, unchanged. And the momentum of the seven people is connected with these seven stars, intertwining and shrouding endless coercion in the field.

Rubbing his eyes, seeing the seven stars in the sky that do not seem to be fake, Dusk was puzzled, not to mention that it is not yet night, it is night, in this fog, it is impossible to see the stars in the sky, why "Tiangang Beidou Sword Array" will echo with the seven stars, it is too fake!

As if seeing Dusk's doubts, Hong Qigong smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's not the real Big Dipper, but the condensed stars of the 'Tiangang Big Dipper Array'!" ”

"Uh..." Hearing Hong Qigong's explanation, the sense of horror in Dusk's heart was even stronger, the "Tiangang Beidou Sword Array" was so awesome, it was able to condense the stars through internal strength, it was too perverted!

However, if you want to talk about perverts, Huang Yaoshi, who was besieged by seven people, is afraid that he is even more perverted.

Facing the "Tiangang Beidou Sword Array" that condensed the stars, and it was also a real Quanzhen Seven Sons, Huang Yaoshi did not dare to be careless, only to see him dressed in green clothes, standing proudly in the field, his arms dancing, his palms hooking, and in the flow of internal energy, green bamboos accompanied by endless falling peach blossoms kept rotating around him, dreamlike and beautiful.

But with the beautiful green bamboo falling flowers, it easily blocked all the surging and surging endless sword qi outside with monstrous sword intent, and none of the attacks of the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen could enter within three feet of Huang Yaoshi's body.

His eyes were full of fire, and he was engrossed in looking at the battle in the field, this battle can be said to be a collision at the level of condensing into the realm of things, even if it is dusk when he is used to seeing big scenes, it is rarely seen.