"How can I say, even Elder Maoshan came to greet us together, it turns out that this is because of this!" Yin Hetai sighed and said.

Murong Qingxue suddenly realized, and finally figured out why, Lu Yangxu and the others reacted so indifferently when they heard Yin Hetai tell what happened in Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Ye Qiuyang secretly scolded to himself, "This Zhao Zhong is really the most shameless person I have ever seen!" ”

Lu Yangxu raised his voice and said coldly, "Yin Hetai, after reading this letter, do you have anything else to say!" ”

Yin Hetai threw away the letter and explained, "Senior Lu, don't be deceived by Zhao Zhong's bastard, he is the one who reverses black and white, and the three of us are innocent!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a voice came from the front,

"Innocence? What a joke! ”

I saw that behind the screen, a one-armed young Taoist priest slowly walked out, it was none other than Zhao Tianhua, the "genius disciple" of Longhu Mountain!

Zhao Tianhua squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth and said,

"You keep saying that Zhao Zhangjiao framed you, but do you have any evidence in hand?"

"And we, from the elders to the disciples of Longhu Mountain, hundreds of people up and down, have all seen what you have done with our own eyes, what else is there to quibble!"

"Lu Zhangjiao, these people are extremely treacherous and cunning, especially the evil way surnamed Ye, the junior's arm was cut off by him! Please take them down quickly and prevent them from escaping! ”

He has always held a grudge against Ye Qiuyang, but he has not had the opportunity to take revenge for a long time, this time Zhao Zhong asked him to deliver the letter, but he didn't expect to really bump into Ye Qiuyang, so he naturally had to seize the opportunity.

Yin Hetai was about to explain, but was interrupted by Lu Yangxu,

"It's useless to talk more, the Maoshan disciples listen to the order, press them down from the dungeon, and wait for the fate!"

Without saying anything, the disciples of Maoshan began to approach them with swords in hand!

Yin Hetai stepped back and whispered to Ye Qiuyang,

"Brother Ye, the matter has come to this, it seems that we can only kill from here!"

As he spoke, the magic weapon Xuantian Gong on Dragon and Tiger Mountain had already appeared in his hand silently!

Ye Qiuyang and Murong Qingxue were also unambiguous, taking out the Phoenix Feather Sword and the Weeping Spirit Whip respectively, ready to make a move at any time.

"Come!" Yin Hetai shouted, "I want to take a good look today, is it because of the dragon and tiger mountain exercises that I have practiced for more than 30 years, or is your Maoshan technique even better!" ”

He raised his Xuantian Gong high and slashed at a Maoshan disciple who rushed in front of him.

It was at this moment that he discovered something terrible.

That is, he couldn't even mobilize the spiritual power in his body!

Yin Hetai suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his body was like being locked by a lock, all trapped in one place, and he couldn't use it at all!

So much so that his Xuantian slap was weak and weak, and it was easily crotched by that ordinary Maoshan disciple!

Immediately afterward, the Maoshan disciple slapped his backhand and hit him heavily in the chest.

"Hmm-"

Yin Hetai snorted, clutching his chest and retreating repeatedly.

He frowned, "Brother Ye, Miss Murong, the spiritual power in my body is locked, and there is no way to release it, what about you?!" ”

Hearing this, Ye Qiuyang and Murong Qingxue hurriedly tried to mobilize the spiritual power in their bodies, and soon found that they were now the same as Yin Hetai, all of them could not use spiritual power!

Cultivators have relied on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to form their own power, but now their spiritual power is restricted, which is almost equivalent to being abolished and becoming ordinary people!

Ye Qiuyang was shocked, "This ...... What's going on? ”

"Don't bother!" Elder Peng said in a deep voice, "I went down to Maoshan's special spiritual descent in the meal you just ate, and within half an hour, you were completely unable to exert your spiritual power. ”

"So I advise you, it's better to be obedient and arrested!"

Ye Qiuyang clenched his fists, no wonder when eating, these people in Maoshan didn't eat a bite, it turned out that they were drugged in the meal!

I really didn't expect that the dignified and authentic Daomen Maoshan would also do such a thing as drugged.

He snorted coldly, "Even if you don't use spiritual power, you won't be able to catch me so easily!" ”

After speaking, Ye Qiuyang suddenly moved and rushed into the crowd with agile steps.

He has been practicing with Qingsong Zhenren for as long as he can remember, practicing kung fu hard, and now even if he can't use spiritual power, he still has a body of kung fu available.

Sure enough, Ye Qiuyang was holding the Phoenix Feather Sword, purely relying on his swordsmanship, and he was rampage through the crowd, and those Maoshan disciples couldn't do anything about him.

Lu Yangxu, who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle, was amazed again and again,

"Good boy, extraordinary qualifications, born with a good backbone. If you practice hard for more than ten years, you will definitely achieve great achievements. It's a pity that he has taken the wrong path! ”

"Yes," Elder Peng nodded, "In my opinion, if we don't make a move, we won't be able to hold him for a while with these junior disciples alone." ”

But when Ye Qiuyang was fighting in the crowd, Zhao Tianhua suddenly rushed up, condensed his spiritual power in his palm, and hit him directly.

Ye Qiuyang repelled the Maoshan disciple in front of him with a sword, then turned around and raised his hand to take over.

The two palms collided, he didn't have any spiritual power after all, and Zhao Tianhua was not an ordinary junior disciple, so he naturally couldn't resist it.

Ye Qiuyang only felt a sharp pain in his arm, and the whole person took more than a dozen steps backwards, barely standing firm on the table, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth!

"Brother Ye!"

"Autumn Sun!"

Yin Hetai and Qingxue wanted to come up to help, but their mud bodhisattvas could not protect themselves when they crossed the river, and they were surrounded by Maoshan disciples and couldn't move!

Zhao Tianhua raised his face proudly, "What's the matter, surnamed Ye, my palm technique is not bad, right?" ”

Ye Qiuyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Yes, you are so powerful, so powerful that I almost took your palm without using my spiritual power, the disabled Taoist." ”

When he said this, he deliberately glanced at Zhao Tianhua's broken arm.

"You..... You...... You're looking for death! ”

Zhao Tianhua was furious, pulled out the sword at his waist, gathered the spiritual power of his whole body and slashed over,

"You evil man, I will get rid of you today and eliminate harm for the people!"

"Don't want to hurt my lord!"

With the sound of loud cheers, Zhou Tai's burly figure blocked in front of Ye Qiuyang, and took Zhao Tianhua's sword with the King Breaking Knife!

"Bell—"

The swords collided, and a little spark was sparked.

Zhao Tianhua just wanted to put away his sword and make a new move, but a chill suddenly came from his back.

"Oops!"

By the time he realized something was wrong and turned to check on the situation, it was too late.

I saw an ancient man dressed in white with long hair, who appeared behind him at some point.

He didn't hold a sword, but with just a wave of his hand, he slashed a majestic sword qi on Zhao Tianhua's body.

Zhao Tianhua didn't have time to dodge, he was hit by the sword qi, flew out screaming, and slammed into the wall.

The ancient man raised his hand and summoned more than a dozen sword qi again,

"Sword Spirit Yanxiang, swear to protect the safety of the master!"

(End of chapter)