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I saw Xu Jinyuan fly out like a sandbag, stirring up a place of dust.

When Hua Gong saw it, he said to Yan Yan: "Your apprentice is not big, but he has a big temper. ”

After Yan Jingxing almost caused Hua Gong to make a move, Liu Chenjun began to attract Hua Gong's attention.

Hua Gong looked at this male disciple named "Jun Qu".

The sword box on her back, as well as the sect's uniform. When he found the devil that day, several people around her were dressed in this costume! Are there several people in the Imperial Beast Sect who practice the art of the sword?

In the past few days, he has been busy searching for traces of demonic energy, and he has not had a chance to ask the people of the Royal Beast Sect.

Thinking of this, Hua Gong asked Yan Wu: "How many of your sects use sword boxes?" ”

There shouldn't be many sword practitioners in the sect that specializes in cultivating the Imperial Beast Sect.

Oh no, Yan said in her heart, she was still too relaxed.

Yan Wu didn't have anything abnormal on her face, and she opened her mouth and came: "It's quite a lot, haven't you seen it too?" My eldest disciple is pretty good with a sword. ”

"Really?" Hua Gong muttered, not knowing that Yan Wu's Thirteen Peaks were very different from the entire Imperial Beast Sect.

Yan Wu asked understandingly, "Are you looking for someone who knows the art of the sword?" I can help you. ”

Hua Gong's condensed brows relaxed: "Thank you Daoyou, it's not someone who knows how to use the sword, it's someone who is looking for someone around you who cultivates the sword." ”

"Really? Where is the person you are looking for? What kind of Tao do you cultivate, and what does it look like? ”

"I saw her in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range next to the battlefield. I don't know anything else. It's a pity that she was wearing a curtain at the time, and he was quick to shoot at the time, so he couldn't see her face.

Yan Wu was only a little nervous, her means of covering her breath were very good, didn't he recognize her in front of him? He can't even recognize Chenjun's men and women now.

"Hmm-" Yan Wu thought for a moment, "maybe it's just a companion?" There are a lot of things that monks have been training in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range together, and Taoist friends are undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack. ”

After the Hua Palace attacked, Yan Jingxing became vigilant and did not allow any thirteen peak disciples to leak Gao Zhuoyu's information in front of outsiders. The other people in Meicheng hadn't seen Gao Zhuoyu either, and anyway, he couldn't find her now.

Hua Gong's thick eyebrows furrowed deeply.

Investigation requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and although he has high mana, he doesn't have so much spare time. After solving this demonic matter, he still has to go back to Taiyi Sect to urge him, and finish off the demon soon.

As everyone knows, Yan Wu is also thinking about how to deal with him. She was injured now and couldn't do anything, but she couldn't command her men. If they knew that she had been planted twice because of the loophole in this gas engine, where would her face go?

It's better to hurry up.

The disciples of the Thirteen Peaks belong to the Beast Sect and know the art of beast control, they just stick to the ground and sense the movement underground. The movements of the Xuantian Sect were much simpler and more brutal, digging the ground along the cracks left by the fight in the ring.

The earth cracked deeply, revealing the thick roots of the dragon's crest.

There is a formation in this ring, and the old plum tree absorbs the aura with the help of the formation, and it is not surprising that there are immortals everywhere in the spirit and demon world.

"Be careful," Yan sighed, "come around me." ”

When Hua Gong heard Yan Wu's words, he only felt that he hadn't found anything in the clouds.

The disciples of the Thirteen Peaks didn't ask much, and quickly gathered around Yan Wu.

But in a few breaths, the trees of Meicheng swelled wildly, as if they were about to enclose a huge cage, and like they were about to grow a strange flower bud.

Danger struck, and Hua Gong suddenly tensed up.

He summoned his spiritual weapon, the cloud-shading Zen staff, flew up three feet, and the Zen staff in his hand turned vigorously.

The energy was gone, and the branches thrown in the air like ropes were cut off at the waist.