After the three of them had eaten the barbecue, the sun was about to set, and the three of them were about to go back to Yanjing, but when they passed by a forest, Huang Rong suddenly stopped and frowned.

Lin Fan said: "Why don't you leave."

Guo Jing said in surprise: "Rong'er, did you also hear the sound of fighting?"

Huang Rong nodded solemnly.

"The sound of fighting, where is the sound of fighting, why didn't I hear it" Lin Fan tried to gather his spiritual power, but there was no sound of fighting in the woods except for the sound of the wind rustling.

Huang Rong's pretty eyes blanked him, and said: "Brother Jing and I are both people with internal cultivation, and our hearing is several times that of ordinary people, how can you hear it."

Huang Rong's implication is that if you don't cultivate, it is naturally impossible to hear it.

Lin Fan smiled bitterly and touched his nose.

After Huang Rong finished speaking, she cautiously groped forward, without making any sound on her feet, Lin Fan had to follow the footsteps of the two.

After about two or three hundred meters of bending down and sneaking, the sound of the fight became clearer and clearer, even Lin Fan could hear it clearly, the three of them carefully distanced themselves from the fight 50 meters away, and then hid behind a big tree that needed to be surrounded by two or three people.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong quietly went out to watch, and Lin Fan also went out to look, only to see that not far away, there were a total of four people, one of whom was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a piece of Buddha dust in his hand, fighting with a bald guy wearing a yellow robe.

As for the other two, they stood by and watched, the distance was too far, and Lin Fan couldn't see the appearance of the three of them clearly.

"Wang Chuyi, if you kill my junior brother, today my spiritual master will take your life and avenge my junior brother" The bald head in the yellow robe roared, and at the same time urged the internal force in his body, which was carried in his arms, and every move and style brought a fierce wind, blowing his yellow robe hunting sound.

The Venerable Master of Wisdom shouted loudly, gathered his internal force in his right hand, and struck the fingerprint of the Buddha Gate towards the king.

"Lingmu he did a lot of evil, killed more than 130 people in Majia Village, committed such a great sin, as the head of the Quanzhen Sect, it is naturally necessary to get rid of such a wicked person" Wang Chuyi said in a cold voice, he waved the Buddha dust, blocking the fingerprints of the Buddha Gate of the Lingzhi Master, and the two slammed each other, each taking a step back.

"Don't talk nonsense, you will die today," the Master of Wisdom shouted angrily, and rushed towards the king again.

"Hmph, do you think that my king is afraid of you" Wang Chuyi's face showed no fear, and once again fought with the Lingzhi Master, and the two of them released their internal forces, with them as the center, flying sand and stones.

Listening to their conversation, Lin Fan was stunned, but soon remembered the identities of several people, the Lingzhi Master was a master of Tantra, and he was very powerful. As for Wang Chuyi, his identity background is also very scary, he is one of the seven sons of Quanzhen, and he should be regarded as stepping into the ranks of quasi-first-class masters in the world.

However, Lingmu Lin Fan had never heard of it, so it was difficult to see that this Condor World was different from the Condor World he had seen.

Wang Chuyi's martial arts are similar to those of the Lingzhi Master, and his internal strength is almost the same, so he fights back and forth, and it is difficult to distinguish between the top and bottom for a while.

"Lingzhi, you are still a master of Tantra, you can't even take a Taoist priest, shame, shame," a rough voice came from the side, and there was irony in the voice.

"Sha Tongtian, shut up, this is the seventh son of the Quanzhen Sect, and his skills are profound, and you can't take it if you come," the Lingzhi Master and Wang Chu slapped each other, and said unhappily.

Sha Tongtian laughed twice and didn't speak.

"Wisdom, a quick victory, we will report to the prince later" Another observer also spoke.

At this time, Lin Fan's face became extremely exciting, King Jin was full of face, and there were a total of five masters, namely Lingzhi Venerable, Sha Tongtian, Hou Tongjiao, Liang Ziweng, and Peng Lianhu.

There is already a Lingzhi Venerable Master and Sha Tongtian here, so the other one, who must also be one of the five masters, just don't know who it is.

These five masters, each of them is a quasi-first-class master, each of them can easily defeat Guo Jing and Huang Rong, Lin Fan's heart trembled, now at this tense moment, don't make any moths.

"Damn, it's really worthy of the Seventh Son of Quanzhen, I can't even take it in a short time, it seems that I can only make this decision" The Lingzhi Master scolded angrily in his heart.

The Master of Wisdom changed his hands, and once again urged a palm, attacking Wang Chuyi, who was naturally not afraid, and used the Quanzhen Sect palm method, and slammed a palm with Wang Chuyi.

This time, neither of them left, their palms were pressed together, and they were surrounded by two powerful internal forces, and the wind was flying.

I don't know how long it took, but the Lingzhi Master gradually felt that he was losing the wind, so he had to withdraw from the internal force competition, take two steps back, and then said: "Wang Chuyi, you are worthy of being the seventh son of Quanzhen, I admit defeat in the internal force competition."

After a pause, a sinister smile appeared on the Venerable Master's face: "But if you are hit by my poisonous sand palm now, you will be poisoned and die immediately, hahaha."

At the end, the Master burst out laughing.

Wang Chu was stunned one by one, and then he felt that the true qi in his body didn't seem to listen to the command very much, and his face suddenly changed, because he felt that the true qi in his body was stagnant.

Wang Chuyi did not hesitate, quickly sat down, and began to use his skills to force the poison.

Poof!

As soon as Wang Chu spat out a mouthful of blood, his originally ruddy face quickly turned white, obviously not deeply poisoned, and it could also be said that the poisonous sand palm of the Lingzhi Master was too powerful.

"You're so insidious," Wang Chu glared at the Venerable Master in anger.

The Master of Wisdom smiled proudly: "No, no, no, as long as you can win, how can you say that it is insidious."

"Wang Chuyi, you should also go to hell to pay for my junior brother's life" The Lingzhi Master roared angrily, and suddenly rushed towards Wang's office, and the internal force in his palm surged, wanting to kill him with one blow.

As soon as Wang Chuyi saw the Lingzhi Master attacking, he endured the poisoning and continued to fight with Wang Chuyi, but after Wang Chuyi was poisoned, his internal strength dropped and he was not the opponent of the Lingzhi Master at all.

"Is it possible that I want to die here" Rao is in the state of mind of the king, and he can't help but feel sad in his heart.

"What a shameless monk, he actually used a despicable and obscene method to plot against the Taoist, I Guo Jing can't stand it, with me, you don't want to kill the Taoist"

Guo Jingyi snorted in a righteous manner, and at the same time used light power to fly towards the Lingzhi Master, urging the internal force to slap the Lingzhi Master with a palm.

Originally, the Master of Lingzhi wanted to kill Wang Zhi in the palm of his hand, but he felt danger coming from behind, so he had to withdraw his palm and fight with Guo Jing.

However, Guo Jing was just starting out, which was the opponent of Wang Chuyi, who had been cultivating for decades, and the two could not fight for ten moves, and Guo Jing was shocked back by the internal force of the Lingzhi Master.

Let's say that Guo Jing rushed out without any scruples, without the slightest hesitation, and directly stunned Huang Rong and Lin Fan, and froze in place.