The smiles of the four great disciples had not yet had time to bloom, and the worries of Ye Chengcheng and other fallen leaf disciples had not had time to be put away, and Jian Li's smile was still on his face.

The boy, who didn't seem to have the slightest chance of dodging the blow, suddenly moved.

The young man's steps were firm, faster and faster, more and more steady, like a demon, walking towards Jian Li.

Jian Li was frightened, forced to calm down, and tried his best to concentrate all the remaining soul power on Ling Zhi, not hesitating to overdraw the strength of his soul body.

However, the soul power was intangible, and at this moment, it seemed as if he was working there alone, and Ling Zhi didn't have any reaction at all.

When will he be the head of the Jian family, a strong man in the middle of his artistic conception, will be forced to look like this by a teenager?

Jian Li's face was angry, and he was red with shame, "What are you still doing standing there stupidly, come over and stop him!"

He roared angrily at the Jian family disciples who were standing behind Ling Zhi.

Jian Aotian staggered to his feet and rushed towards the many Jian family members behind him.

But there was no half point of momentum, even the strongest Jian Aotian was defeated by Ling Zhi in a few moves, and even the head of the family couldn't help the young man in front of him, how could they still have half a bit of courage and confidence.

"Get out!"

Ling Zhi turned his head, laughing, and impatient, and shouted out the word.

Everyone in the Jian family was stunned, but they really stopped, and they were taken by its might.

Ling Zhi's face was bleeding at the moment, because he was attacked by soul power, and the spirit of the strong beating, the power he raised, looked very hideous, like a young demon god.

In three or two steps, Ling Zhi finally walked in front of Jian Li.

"If you dare to touch me, his Jian family will definitely fight with you!" Jian Li shouted in a fierce voice.

Ling Zhi paused for a moment and laughed, "Jian family, family master?" he looked at Jian Li with disdain.

"Do you know," Ling Zhi grabbed Jian Li by the neck and held him in the air, "Do you know that you look like a dog now." ”

Ling Zhi sank violently with one hand, taking Jian Li's body with him, and slammed into the mountain road.

Receiving this blow, under all kinds of humiliation and serious injuries, Jian Li tilted his head and fainted.

Ling Zhi got up, kicked him like a dead dog, kicked him in the waist, and kicked it in front of the Jian family, and then no longer looked at it, and walked to Ye Tingcheng and the others.

There was silence for a moment, followed by cheers from the disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sect.

"Okay, good, happy!" Zhou Xuanqing shouted, although the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his soul power was overdrawn, he was still full of pride and extraordinary.

Bang.

Ling Zhi stumbled under his feet and fell down, Ye Tingcheng quickly supported Ling Zhi and looked at him worriedly.

Ling Zhi smiled at her, shook his head slowly, and looked up at the battle in the sky with the support of Ye Qingcheng.

Jian Li's sudden blow before still caused a lot of damage to him, although the soul body was not injured because of its color cultivation soul lotus, but the body was seriously injured by the huge pressure that suddenly came.

Although the appearance is good, it is an internal injury.

In the sky, the battle of the five deciduous elders at this moment has become white-hot, although they can be seen from time to time to repel the opponent, but the opponent's realm, occasionally a few are even higher than them, similar to the seven elders, and they have only broken through to the artistic conception for a short time, so in a short time, it is obviously impossible to decide the winner.

And at this moment, Zhou Xuanqing's situation is not very good.

The rest of the family heads shamelessly adopted a wheel battle, three of them faced Zhou Xuanqing, and the other temporarily withdrew to recover his soul power.

Although there are few elixirs to replenish soul power, in such a position, they naturally have no shortage of them.

It was obvious that the power of Zhou Xuanqing's moves was gradually decreasing, and his face turned pale, obviously because of his soul power overdraft.

In the midst of worry, the three family masters, together with the Tianxin Sect Master, glanced at each other and began to join forces to attack, and the soul power of the whole body burst out without reservation, and various means were used one after another.

Under this round of onslaught, Zhou Xuanqing finally gave up, and with a bang, he fell to the ground, retreated, and rubbed the ground, a distance of dozens of zhang.

With his own strength, against the mid-stage powerhouses of the five artistic conceptions, if it is the fourth layer of ordinary artistic conceptions, it is fine, but these five powerhouses are afraid that they are the leaders of the top forces in Xuanzhou, which one of them is not able to coerce the same generation and can easily suppress the enemies of the same realm?

has supported it for so long, and it has also hit one hard, Zhou Xuanqing's demeanor can be seen.

Ling Zhi supported his body, rushed out, kicked backwards, stepped heavily on the ground, supported his body, and stretched out his hand to support Zhou Xuanqing, his eyes full of worry.

This old man, who brought him out of the pool of reincarnation, taught him to read and write, taught him to cultivate, took care of him, and considered for him, although he was not a relative, he was closer than a relative.

Just like the Fallen Leaf Sect, Ling Zhi has long regarded Zhou Xuanqing as his family and his grandfather.

If something happened to Zhou Xuanqing because of him again, he couldn't forgive himself.

Zhou Xuanqing turned his head, smiled kindly, and gently patted Ling Zhi's hand holding him, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine, my body is very hard." ”

Ling Zhi's nose was sour, and he almost shed tears.

He thought that he would never shed half a tear again in his life, but looking at such an old man with gray hair and a waist that was no longer so straight, standing in front of him, blocking so many strong enemies, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding, but he smiled to himself and said such words, he couldn't control himself.

The boy bleeds and does not shed tears, just because he has not reached the sad place.

"Silly boy, why are your eyes still red, don't be afraid, you did a good job just now, relieve your anger! Don't worry, as long as the master still has a breath, they won't want to take you away from the Fallen Leaf Sect." Zhou Xuanqing was slightly stunned, and then his voice was soft, and he spoke.

"You still have a long way to go. What you will encounter in the future will be far more difficult than today. Since you haven't grown up yet, then I will carry this first calamity for you, and you have to walk by yourself on the way forward. Zhou Xuanqing seemed to think of something and sighed.

"Zhou Xuanqing, at this point, what else do you have to say, be obsessed, be careful to bring ruin to the Fallen Leaf Sect!" In the sky, the four powerhouses came together, and Wang Hong said coldly.

"Don't talk big, you try to destroy my Fallen Leaf Sect and see if you can do it!" Zhou Xuanqing raised his head and said without flinching, "Have the guts, any of you come over and fight with me alone, see if I can solve you in three moves!"

"Obsessed!" snorted coldly, Wang Hong took the lead, and his spiritual power came like a torrent.

Qian Feng and the others behind him hesitated, several people looked at each other, and sighed in their hearts, they actually had a good relationship with the fallen leaves, and they didn't want to make trouble with the fallen leaves to such a point, but now they had to follow closely.

The four powerhouses struck together and came earth-shattering.

Zhou Xuanqing's face was serious, the soul power on his body burst out, the second elder and others in the sky roared angrily, trying their best to rush towards this side, and all the fallen leaf disciples even exclaimed, why are the elders and others still in the future!

At this moment of crisis, from the direction of the martial arts training ground in the distance, at the heavenly tower, a snow-white hand suddenly poked out.

The snow-white big hand seemed to cross time and space, and the next moment it poked out of the heavenly tower, it arrived at the main peak of the fallen leaves, and the big hand flipped over, and with a slap, it slapped towards the torrent of spiritual power rushing at this moment.

(End of chapter)