Jiang Hu, which jiang, Chu Xiang felt that he was going to grasp some of the fur of this matter, but it was a pity that the monk did not make it clear which jiang.

"There is no successor to the Jiang family, no matter how strong Jiang Hu is, after all, he is only one person, although the layout of the Taigong is deep, after all, he has not been able to escape the removal of the first emperor, I didn't expect the first emperor to burn books and pit Confucianism, but in the end, it is to make the Kong family dominant, and the layout of the Taigong is still a step ahead." Monk Dao of the Void Realm.

Taigong, Jiang, Jiang Taigong, Chu Xiang was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that this Jiang Hu turned out to be the descendant of Jiang Taigong, and the Kong family must be the most holy ancestor of the Kong family, is the burning of books and Confucianism just the handiwork of the first emperor in order to cut off Jiang Taigong's lineage, it is really a cold-blooded and terrifying emperor.

In this way, the situation is very clear, this game is the confrontation between the First Emperor and Jiang Taigong beyond time and space, the arrangement of the First Emperor is the Fifth Clan Qi Refiner, the monks, Taoist priests, and officers are all Jiang Taigong's layout, Li Tianxing and Qin San are like sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight.

Such a far-reaching plan, two earth-shattering battles have come to an end, and the two sides can be said to be indistinguishable from each other, and I don't know what kind of masters will appear.

There was a figure flickering in the woods, and the fifth satoshi who was trapped in the hillside was rescued, and under the slight cold wind, there was a master of the fifth family in the air.

"Innocent, take them back as soon as I die." The old monk of the Void Realm, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up, and his body had already disappeared in the air.

Monk Dan Jin stood up, his expression was a little dazed, and the elder said the word death just now.

This old monk brought these little monks to obviously cultivate with intention, such a level of war, these six little monks feel the great war qi machine in the scene, and the vision realm will be completely different in the future, if they do not die halfway, they will become the pillars of the temple.

As soon as the old monk left, Chu Xiang relaxed a lot of qi in his body, and carefully pondered the mystery of the old monk's volley. Several people in the fierce battle are in a virtual realm, they can all volley in the air, but they can't do it, Chu Xiang has always felt strange, and only by feeling the old monk's volley up close can he know the trick.

The fifth one appeared was an old man, also dressed as a farmer, holding a cigarette gun in his hand, seeing the old monk blocking the road, he didn't speak, the cigarette gun stretched out, and pointed at the old monk, the wind was silent, as if it was child's play.

The old monk knew that the opponent was powerful, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he pinched the Buddha seal in his hand, and the golden light burst out from his palm, and he took the old farmer's smoking gun with his palm.

Wujian sat down, he knew what his responsibility was, he couldn't be excited at this time, the senior brother was gone, and the six senior nephews could only rely on him.

The two fought in the air, the old monk was covered in golden light, his face was resolute, and the old peasant's smoking gun struck him several times, like a sonorous sound of iron. The old monk does not know how to fight, only defends and does not attack, the left hand does not move the seal of the king of Ming, and the right hand hides the oath seal, not moving like a mountain, quiet as an abyss.

The old peasant's cigarette gun kept knocking on the monk, and the monk was like a tumbler

, knocked back, knocked back, but the flesh is the flesh after all, not the real King Kong is not bad, even if the steel is knocked by the old farmer, it has long been sparse, after being knocked by the old farmer's smoking gun thirty-eight times, the golden light on the old monk's body began to dim, and the old farmer's smoking gun also cracked.

"Monk, you practice such a death technique, and you are so stubborn, even if you don't want to kill you, you can't do it." The old farmer sighed, and the cigarette gun slammed down, and the old monk was knocked away again, and the cigarette gun in the old farmer's hand was shattered.

The old monk came back, his face was already like gold paper, his whole body was gloomy, the old farmer sighed, smashed it with a punch, the monk's golden body disappeared completely, and the whole person flew towards Chu Xiang like a cannonball.

Unexpectedly, the old monk went to stop him with the heart of death, and suffered forty blows from the old farmer, Chu Xiang sighed secretly, why bother, it is beyond his strength, and it is not better to retreat.

The old monk flew over, I don't know if the old farmer underestimated or what, the old monk did not fly in front of the innocent, and fell on the slope of more than thirty meters in front of the innocent, and Chu Xiang was just under the snow where the old monk fell.

Wujian was very painful in his heart, watching his senior brother's body fall and didn't pick it up, he also wanted to pick it up, but he couldn't, he had to go back with six nephews intact, the senior brother's fall was very urgent and heavy, and he would be injured if he was not careful, and it was absolutely impossible to send people flying so far with one punch, the old farmer must have secretly used the means, in case he was injured, with the current situation in this mountainous area, it is very likely that he will be plotted on the way back, if he can't bring the six nephews back safely, he can't bear such a mistake.

Chu Xiang sighed, even if the old farmer had the power to reach the sky, he couldn't beat people five or six kilometers away, he knew that the old farmer secretly used a spell, and it was obviously not unintentional for people to fall in front of him, he must have discovered his existence, and he eliminated the threat to a few monks, which was regarded as a tribute to the old monk.

The old farmer had no last resort, and Chu Xiang could only make a move, get up from the ground, and catch the old monk's body. The old monk still has a breath of air, obviously the old farmer has left a little strength and gives the opportunity to arrange the funeral for the old monk.

Someone suddenly appeared in front of him, looking at Chu Xiang in shock, with a cold sweat on his back, he didn't find anyone hiding in front of him, if this person had bad intentions, I am afraid that the seven of them would have to confess.

Putting down the old monk in front of Wuji, Chu Xiang walked away straight and returned to Song Xiaoting's side, not wanting to be suspected of eavesdropping on his last words.

After the old farmer beat the old monk, he did not continue to kill the phoenix in the tree, but turned around and returned to the dense forest. Chu Xiang understood his thoughts, this is the old farmer's recognition and respect for the old monk, you know that you are invincible, but you still stop with death, I admire your courage, my opponent is only you, I will stop if you die.

There is no doubt that what the old peasant did is enough to be called a big hero, a big hero.

Heaven and earth have no way, I have my own way.

Someone else rose into the air and looked ahead

The person who walked in the air, Chu Xiang suddenly realized, sure enough, it was a drink and a peck, all of them had a predetermination, the old monk volleyed through the air and he pondered out the mystery, this is the antecedent, the old monk fell and he went to pick it up, this is the consequence, without this antecedent, there is no such consequence.

The fifth one who appeared this time was a middle-aged farmer, who may have been carrying heavy loads all year round, his back was a little hunched, his hands and feet were extremely rough, his face was yellow and black, and he was dressed like a typical Ganshan farmer.

The phoenix on the plane tree has retracted into its nest, and the nest made of branches is faintly colorful, and the people around the hill where the plane tree is located have all retreated far away, and no one wants to be killed by the big war.

There was a sudden explosion of thunder in the northern jungle: "Fifth male, today I will end the battle between you and me." ”

"Ji Jijue, Russia doesn't talk nonsense with you, the phoenix bird will not die today, and he will never give up." The middle-aged farmer is the fifth male Dao, with a strong Xishan accent in his words, his voice is not loud, but he has heard it all over the world, as if he is saying something that is taken for granted, his expression has no fluctuations, and he is so calm that it makes people frightened.

Chu Xiang was shocked in his heart, Ji, could it be that Ji, throughout the ages, only this Ji surname can surpass Jiang and Kong. Could it be that this game is not a game between Jiang Taigong and the First Emperor, but King Wen and King Wu, or even the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

Thinking of this, Chu Xiang broke out in a cold sweat on his back, Rao is state of mind had become a virtual realm, and he was also shocked by this thought.

"What's wrong?" Finding that Chu Xiang was abnormal, Song Xiaoting asked with concern.

"It's okay, think of something terrible." Chu Xiangdao held Song Xiaoting's hand.

"Okay, Fifth Male, then don't leave any of your Fifth Family." The thunder sounded again, and an elegant middle-aged man had already arrived in front of the canopy of the sycamore tree, looking sideways with his hands and looking at the world.

The two of them were obviously heavyweights in the two families, their figures were a little hazy, and they couldn't see clearly, Chu Xiang suddenly realized in his heart that this was a sign that he was about to break through the virtual realm. The two of them no longer talk nonsense, their bodies are as immobile as a mountain, they know the wind and clouds, and the battle resumes.

The fifth male is full of energy, his back is slightly straightened, his body is constantly rising, and in an instant, a person of one meter seven has become as tall as one zhang, as if the giant spirit god has come to the world.

"Ji Jijue, eat a Russian punch." The fifth male exhaled, strode forward, instantly crossed a distance of dozens of meters, and smashed Ji Jijue with a punch.

Ji Jijue's expression remained unchanged, a quaint tone came out of his mouth, there seemed to be an invisible giant wall in front of him, the fifth male punched in the void, the whole sky seemed to be buzzing and shaking, and the punch failed to hit Ji Jijue's body. The fifth male smashed down with another punch, Ji Jijue spit out a completely different quaint tone in his mouth again, and the fifth male's huge body seemed to be dragged down by a huge force of 10,000 tons, falling straight down, and smashing it in the air.