Outside the mountain gate, on the other side of the cliff.

All the visitors who asked for medical advice were still kneeling on the ground, looking at Zhao Junyu who was standing in the air with one hand behind his back.

No one reacted to what was going on.

Zheng Zhiguang was even more confused.

This college student who can't even afford the carpool fee on the way.

I have always been disdainful.

But it was this college student who broke the immortal master's leg with a punch, and directly bombarded the immortal master's mountain gate from heaven.

"Mom, I blame you, this person is here to kick the gym, if you win, it's okay, if you lose, the immortal master can't say that he will anger the two of us. ”

Zheng Zhiguang complained to his mother.

Bang!

With Zhao Junyu's punch, the glass of the conference hall in the city wall shattered, and the tables, chairs and benches fell crookedly.

There were even many birds in the sky who were so frightened that they fell to the ground.

came, Bian Hongyi and Lin Fengfeng glanced at each other, and both rose into the air.

Subsequently, seven or eight prefecture-level and foundation elders also rose into the air one after another, standing behind the two of them.

looked at Zhao Junyu on the other side of the cliff.

The people who were kneeling on the ground were silent when they saw so many immortal masters rising into the air, and they didn't dare to raise their heads.

"Zhao Junyu, what do you want to do when you trespass on the mountain gate of Baicaotang!" Behind the two, a prefecture-level elder in a green robe jumped out and pointed at Zhao Junyu and shouted.

"Presumptuous!" Zhao Junyu's cold eyes looked at him lightly.

Divine Sense Attack!

The elder in the green robe was caught off guard, only to feel that he had been struck by lightning in an instant, his eyes were in sharp pain, and then his mind was overturned!

He clutched his head and screamed, and fell to the ground.

Just one glance, seriously injuring a ground-level martial artist!

"Eye art?" Lin Xianfeng gasped.

This is a spiritual secret technique that has only been cultivated at the level of the Holy Domain.

Actually, Lin Xianfeng still guessed wrong, this was just an ordinary divine sense attack of Zhao Junyu.

The real secret technique of eye art, he is not ready to expose it yet, first, the fire that he has practiced since rebirth is not enough, and second, this can be used as one of the hole cards at the critical moment.

"You!" the group of martial artists, the magic elders, were furious.

The momentum was about to rush out, but no one came forward first for a while.

Bian Hongyi sighed secretly, Zhao Junyu's hand was very smart, and he used his secret skills to deter him as soon as he came up.

Many elders were shocked, and most of their momentum was leaked, and they were very angry.

"Don't be rude!" Bian Hongyi turned around and shouted to the elders.

"I don't know what Grandmaster Zhao has to do when he comes to Baicao Hall. ”

Bian Hongyi bowed his hand and said.

Ask while knowing the answer!

"The head of the Baicao Hall Lin participated in the ambush of this seat, you don't know, right?"

"Previously, this seat has ordered your sect to hand over thirty hundred-year-old elixirs or three thousand-year-old elixirs within five days as atonement. ”

"The time has come, and Zhao is here to ask for medicine. ”

Zhao Junyu said lightly with one hand behind his back.

The air was suffocating.

"Make us hand over the medicine? Joke!" Lin Xianfeng's face turned cold, and the aura of the late Jin Dan exploded, and the monstrous coercion pressed Zhao Junyu.

Mr. Lin, who was killed by Zhao Junyu, was his distant relative, although he didn't have much sadness in his heart.

But still quite angry.

"His uncles and nephews died at your hands, what else are you going to do?"

"Besides, this is his personal grudge with you, the grudge between the rivers and lakes, people are scattered, and you still come to the door!"

Lin Xianfeng said angrily.

"Hehe, that's a nice thing to say! If I wasn't a grandmaster, or a grandmaster with average combat power, I'm afraid you would have come to my house a long time ago to avenge Chief Manager Lin, right?" Zhao Junyu sneered.

The elders of the Baicaotang were speechless.

"To pay or not to pay?"

"Sect Master Zhao, thirty hundred-year-old pills are already almost all of my faction's belongings, so I can't give them to you. Bian Hongyi's voice became cold, and the Protector Array had been prepared and could be activated at any time.

"What do you have to do with him, I don't know how thick the sky is!" Lin shouted angrily, and his hair flew in the air.

"Hurry!" Lin Feng's ten fingers pinched sharply, and sparks suddenly flew between his fingers.

With a wave of his hands, thunder and lightning roared in mid-air!

Dozens of purple thunderbolts were derived out of thin air, drawing dazzling long traces.

Zhao Junyu was blitzed from all directions!

Jindan late stage monks, as soon as they make a move, the world changes color!

"Carving insect skills!" Zhao Junyu smiled.

Facing the terrifying thunder and lightning, stand proudly.

"Heaven and earth are leading, gathering and destroying!"

One hand pinched sharply, and the mana in the palm of his right palm was frantically condensed.

It can be seen with the naked eye that white gas like smoke and dust is coming out of the palm.

Sharp rotation.

Dozens of purple thunderbolts were immediately inhaled into the white smoke.

Silently.

Hmph! Zhao Junyu immediately pinched it with one hand and pounced!

The white gas, thunder and lightning both disappeared.

As if it never existed!

"High-level magic, the rumors are right, you are indeed a fellow immortal martial practitioner!" Lin Xian was shocked.

In the Holy Domain, only extremely high talents, as well as geniuses created by earth-shattering chances, can be immortal martial practitioners.

Each one of them is a stunningly talented and rampant character.

They are called the Chosen One!

Tianjiao chosen by heaven!

How can such a person remain in the world?

He couldn't be allowed to think too much, "Icepick!"

Lin Xianfeng shouted, and his hands were anxious.

Suddenly, three or four huge ice picks accumulated in the air, each of which seemed to be able to break through a small mountain.

With the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, he hit Zhao Junyu fiercely.

The air in a radius of several hundred meters froze.

Combined with the harsh winter weather, the power is multiplied.

"Too weak!" Zhao Junyu shook his head.

"Fire Dragon Technique!" pinched the spell with one hand.

Suddenly, a fire dragon two or three feet long burst out of the sky.

Head on to the huge icicle and wind away.

Hmph! Lin enshrined his hands and pinched again, and the mana was blessed!

His face was already pale.

The icicle is sharper and thicker.

And Zhao Junyu was already behind his back with one hand, with a hint of mockery on his face.

The ice pick met the fire dragon, but after a pause, it quickly disappeared.

One, two!

In just one breath, the fire dragon had devoured all the ice picks, and it was unabated, and it rushed straight towards Lin Feng!

Oh no, this son's mana is so exquisite!

Lin Xianfeng was shocked, opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of white air, and a small silver sword flew out of his mouth.

"Phew!" the small silver sword swelled in mid-air against the wind.

Slash the fire dragon with a sword!

"Good!" the elders behind him cheered.

Only Bian Hongyi and Lin were enshrined, and their faces were gloomy.

The magic weapons enshrined by Lin have all been used, and the other party seems to be just warming up!

The two looked at each other and went on together.

"Death!" Bian Hongyi clenched his fists, and several strong winds swirled around his fists, accumulating.

Rumble!

"Broken clouds and waves!" Ling Yan's fist weathered into a wave of clouds one after another.

Devoured towards Zhao Junyu from all directions.

On the other side, Lin offered one hand and one finger.

The small silver sword rushed straight into the sky, and more than a dozen sword shadows were transformed into the wind.

Then there was a sharp turn, as if more than a dozen silver sword rains were falling towards Zhao Junyu.

Pierce the sky, and the air bursts.

In this way, the fist waves and sword rain are shooting in all directions.

Zhao Junyu is all locked around, and there is no way to avoid it!

(Po Sing Shek Academy)