Earlier, Longhuyuan and others only knew that Peng Kuan had a master named Zong Shuhui, who was assassinated by Pan Shizheng.

Regarding the matter of his master, Peng Kuan seemed to have scruples, and did not elaborate, and everyone did not ask in detail.

Judging from the name Zong Shuhui alone, it is not even easy to judge whether his master is a man or a woman.

It wasn't until this time that they heard Peng Kuan shouting "Master" that everyone was shocked to find out that his master was actually this weird and terrifying cold woman!

It's no wonder that when he was in the Dragon and Tiger Courtyard that day, Peng Kuan's words were quite vague when he talked about his master.

Probably he had long guessed that the Han woman who appeared in Anyang might be his master Zong Shuhui, so he tampered with it in key places and did not tell the truth.

And he went to great lengths to join the Dragon and Tiger Academy, one of which was naturally to deal with Pan Shizheng together, and the other more important aspect was to find his master Zong Shuhui with the help of the power of the Dragon and Tiger Academy!

When you think about it this way, a lot of things are connected.

At this time, the eyes of the entire Returning Wind Valley were attracted by the three people who were fighting in the field.

After Peng Kuan joined the battle group, he immediately became a stranger with Zong Shuhui, and the two of them used the Quanzhen secret technique, but they complemented each other, complemented each other, and cooperated seamlessly.

At this point, even if others say that the two of them are not masters and apprentices, no one believes them, these two people are too tacit, no matter what Zong Shuhui does, Peng Kuan can immediately respond, and the fit is like one person!

Pan Shizheng is one against two, and the three of them are also using true spells, for a while, the waves are rolling, the figures are vertical and horizontal, and it is difficult to say the winner for a while.

While everyone in the valley was frightened, they were also addicted, and they felt that today's art conference was really eye-opening.

"I didn't expect Lao Peng to be so powerful!"

Gao Xiang, Sun Muyu and Yuan Qi were amazed there.

The two sisters Meng He and Qin Wei were also dumbfounded, they really didn't have a deep impression of this Peng Kuan before, they only felt that this person was silent and mediocre, they didn't expect the level of spells to be so powerful, compared to them, it was simply too smart!

However, although Peng Kuan's level is high, it is still a lot worse than a top master like Pan Shizheng, and the main thing that is facing him is his master Zong Shuhui, and he is responsible for echoing his master, so the pressure is naturally much less.

"Lao Peng should win, right?" Gao Xiang and the others had a limited level, and it was difficult to even distinguish the figures of the three people, let alone see the situation clearly, so they could only run over and ask Xu Lai.

"I'm afraid it's hanging." Li Qingyun frowned.

"Yes, the loser accounts for sixty percent." Xu Laidao.

"Huh?" Gao Xiang and the others were shocked, but in their opinion, the two sides in the field were inseparable, and it should be a situation where they were evenly matched, why did the great god and Master Li Qingyun say that Peng Kuan and they were going to lose?

"Peng Kuan's master is not quite right, it seems that he is acting on instinct." Li Qingyun said.

"Well, it's kind of like a corpse." Xu Lai nodded and said.

Gao Xiang and the others were shocked when they heard this, they were all from the mage group, of course, they didn't know what the corpse was.

Generally speaking, the evil cult that has become a corpse has already appeared with spiritual intelligence, but compared to normal people, it will still be much worse, and most of the time it still depends on instinct.

In other words, today's Zong Shuhui is probably no longer a normal living person.

Gao Xiang, Qin Wei and the others immediately remembered the appearance of Zong Shuhui floating out of the house in the Wutong Courtyard that day, and suddenly felt a chill again.

Because of this, although Peng Kuan can keep up with her rhythm and advance and retreat with her by relying on his deep relationship with Zong Shuhui, it is actually difficult for the two to achieve a real tacit understanding due to Zong Shuhui's own reasons.

Moreover, Zong Shuhui's spiritual intelligence was damaged, and most of the casting of various spells at this time relied on instinct, so that when he met a top master who was also proficient in true spells, he would inevitably be tied up.

However, nothing is absolute, and anything can happen in a spell duel.

In the eyes of Xu Lai and Li Qingyun, it can only be said that Peng Kuan's number of wins and losses is four or six, not a steady loss.

At this moment, the battle situation in the field suddenly changed again.

Pan Shizheng, who was wandering around like a ghost, suddenly closed his body, folded his hands, and formed an extremely strange spell on his chest.

The posture of this spell is extremely strange, and it doesn't look like it came from the Dao Gate.

Just when everyone was in doubt, they saw Pan Shizheng's mantra together, and the wind seemed to float through a series of low chanting mantras.

At this time, Zong Shuhui happened to fly into the air, Peng Kuan glided widely, and the master and apprentice formed a pair of flying swallows, attacking up and down, but as soon as the spell came out, Zong Shuhui in the air suddenly fell to the ground with a heel and smashed to the ground.

Pan Shizheng's face was black, his hands quickly sealed, and he pressed it in the air, flying sand and rocks for a while, and the wind was raging, like a big mountain pressing down!

Peng Kuan's heart was beating wildly, and with all his strength, he flew to the master, formed a body protection spell, and stood up to block it.

I only heard a bang, the rubble splashed, and the two figures were blown up, Peng Kuan, who was in rags, turned around in the air and hugged the master.

But before they could land, Pan Shi's eyes were cold, his five fingers were closed, and he grabbed it in the air again, and the master and apprentice suddenly fell from the air and smashed to the ground with a bang.

Rubble was shot everywhere like bullets.

Pan Shi was expressionless, and was about to flash forward to kill the two, when he heard an angry scolding from behind him.

"Damn, you dare to hit Miss Ben with a stone!"

The voice of the person who spoke was delicate and crisp, and she was a young girl, but no one dared to ignore herald, because she was Qu Xuan, a disciple of the funeral herald.

It's just that she said "hit Miss Ben with a stone", which no one would believe.

Although this stone is flying all over the sky, it won't be able to hit you, a master of the burial door, right?

Pan Shizheng had a black face, and he didn't answer, so he was about to shoot at Peng Kuan's master and apprentice.

Miss Qu Xuan didn't say a word, and with a wave of her hand, two figures suddenly shot out.

In the exclamation of everyone, I saw that these two people were covered with bronze masks, a man and a woman, black and white, and appeared behind Pan Shizheng almost instantly.

Someone is attacking in the rear, and a top master like Pan Shizheng will naturally not be unaware, and as soon as he turns around, he is the true secret technique "Taishang Yuqing Mantra", ready to suppress the enemy in an instant, and make an example of the chickens and monkeys!

Just as he was closing the spell, the man in black swiped his palm and made a strange mark on his chest.

With a loud bang, the wild sand swept over, and the man actually blocked his Taishang Jade Halal Mantra head-on with such an understatement!

Pan Shizheng's heart shrank, and he suddenly felt a creepy feeling, because at this time, the woman in white had disappeared without a trace.

He hurriedly dodged and retreated, and suddenly a white shadow passed by.

Pan Shizheng couldn't be frightened, and the two figures, one black and one white, had already grabbed like ghosts.

Pan Shi was hurriedly parrying.

For a while, the sand and rocks flew in the field, and the black and white figures were like a whirlwind, rampage towards Pan Shizheng, sharp and murderous!

Everyone in the valley was thrilled to see, what they never expected was that the Quanzhen Sect Leader, who was as majestic as a god just now, was beaten and retreated in the blink of an eye by two people who didn't even know their names.

This Nima, the burial door is indeed the burial door!

Everyone secretly wiped a cold sweat.

At this time, suddenly several figures flashed in and joined forces to attack, it was several elders of the Quanzhen Sect.

Taking advantage of this gap, Pan Shizheng came out and shouted: "Today is the Sect Conference, do you want to be the enemy of my Quanzhen Sect?" ”

Qu Xuan made a small face and said coldly: "Who hit Miss Ben with a stone first?" ”

When he said this, he almost made Pan Shizheng happy! This is just an excuse to be stoned!

But understand clearly, a person is a little girl, what can he do with the other party?

Do you want to follow her example? The little girl is capable, how can he, a big man, do it?

"Today is when we get together to deal with the catastrophe together, shouldn't you take care of the overall situation?" Pan Shizheng forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said kindly, after all, the burial door is really not some other sect that can be offended at will.

"To put it mildly, are you going to let me smash you too?" Qu Xuan said coldly.

Pan Shizheng gritted his teeth in anger, but his mind was deep and he quickly regained his composure.

"Okay, okay, it's still important to get down to business, what are you doing so tensely, let's all retreat." At the time of the stalemate, a man walked up with a large umbrella and told the two sides to stop.

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