"I think I'm watching a good show."

A clear female voice suddenly sounded in the east hall, and the end note was thin and charming, echoing and disappearing in the east hall.

All the Penglai disciples drew their swords out of their sheaths one after another, looked around, and suddenly became vigilant, but I looked around carefully, but I didn't see half a figure.

"Look at the eaves!"

I don't know who in the crowd spoke first, and after a burst of drinking, everyone followed the prestige.

On the ridge of the Feiyan roof in the east hall, a tall figure with a long scarlet skirt sitting on the ground, standing proudly, looking down on His Royal Highness. The intricate skirt and the whistling wind, layer by layer, the demon Ye bloomed behind her like a flower.

"The so-called Penglai, but Er'er."

As soon as the words fell, two vermilion ribbons were thrown out from between the woman's sleeves and went straight to the large altar, and the thin figure followed up, but only supported by a thin red silk, Ling Bo flew across like a slight step, and landed steadily on the edge of the altar.

Rumble!

Behind her, there was a huge sound of the East Hall suddenly bursting, and everyone subconsciously retreated like a tide, and before they had time to react, they were suddenly fascinated by the scorching light in front of them, and they could vaguely see the four flowing fires in the East Hall, rising to the sky.

The sky is still dark and inky, and the most scorching thing is only the fluttering red dress that spreads out like a shock, flying in the firelight of the sky, so integrated, like a reborn phoenix nirvana, imprinted in my mind, and even a long time later, when I see this left envoy of the Holy Domain, I always think of this scene of first acquaintance.

"I can't imagine that the left envoy of the Holy Domain is used to using such despicable techniques." The master collected the dust, stood side by side with Song Wujiao, and did not look at the east hall that was raging by the raging fire, as if he said indifferently.

However, being able to rank as the right envoy of the Holy Domain, and daring to provoke the high-level of Penglai alone, I expected that this girl was by no means an idle person. Just a moment when she flew to the altar, a stream of air condensed from her swirled endlessly, and the disciples under the altar were all under heavy pressure, and even took a few steps back, quite embarrassed.

I was already shocked in my heart, and it was more unbelievable - looking at the face, she was just a girl who was slightly older than me, how could she cultivate so profoundly?

"The first surnamed Chen is in Penglai, and I Qu Qinghong let him score three points. Now that the head of the family has returned to the West, leaving an old man who is an ascetic cultivator in a high position, and the disciples below are also some greedy for life and afraid of death, and even the Penglai enchantment is easy to break, when I am afraid of something. The girl snorted lightly, suddenly slowed down her tone, and the meaning was unclear, "Have you never doubted, are there ghosts in Penglai?" ”

Before the words fell, a loud shout and scolding came from the crowd in the audience, "Female devil, my Penglai land, how can you be arrogant and arrogant, you deceived the teacher and destroyed the Tao by climbing to gain a foothold in the holy realm, and your cultivation is so rampant!" ”

Fu Zhu.

"Ho, Fu Xu, when it comes to treachery, you can play more beautifully than me."

Before the master or Song Wujiao could speak, a robed figure flew between the apostles, Fu Zhu landed on the altar steadily, raised his hand and the girl and shouted categorically, "Okay, good, what a powerful mouth." An outcast who was expelled from the wall by Penglai, I want to learn from you kung fu, but it's all in the mouth! ”

Qu Qinghong, who was a few feet away, stroked his chin, and was not afraid to-for-tat, "Chen Qingming and I broke off early, everything about Qu Qinghong today has nothing to do with him, why mention it again." As for the opponent, you are one, why don't you add the half-old next to you, and come together with the pleasure! ”

When I heard the words of the Fu Xu, I was secretly surprised in my heart, how could this left envoy of the Holy Domain still have something to do with the previous head of Penglai? Before he could react, Qu Qinghong's tone of being so careless, as if he was contemptuous of everything, caused the surrounding disciples to sigh, Song Zitang was particularly angry, frowned, and scolded in a low voice, "Little fox girl!" ”

One Fu is not enough, she still has to face Song Wujiao?

What a person this woman is, how high and powerful she is in Penglai, at this moment the girl's fluttering words actually reduced her to worthless, causing an uproar, the woman in this robe was already furious, and she didn't care about the injury of the right altar practice, so she pulled out the sword at her waist, and together with Fu Xu, she fought with the girl.

I have not been there for this Song Zhangjiao, who is as famous as the master, and the only time I have seen it is in the entrance to choose her to teach Song Zitang a lesson, and now the demons in the audience, the disciples are watching in large numbers, she is doing her best, the slender yin and yang sword is as soft as Bai Lian, hard is better than rigid, and Song Wujiao's surroundings are constantly circulating from the sword qi condensed into a cold brilliance, forming an invisible Qi field, surrounding Qu Qinghong.

I opened my heavy pupils, stared carefully, and moved in my heart - how can I look so familiar, the tricks made by Song Wujiao, aren't they the ones I am practicing, one of the secret doors of Penglai, the twenty-four style swordsmanship?

This sword technique is complicated and obscure, and she can force it so fast in an instant...... It's really instructive, and it shouldn't be underestimated.

Qu Qinghong didn't use magic weapons, only the right person flew to the two red silk on the altar and waved it in his palm.

This......?!

If I hadn't seen it myself, I would never have believed that the two could be in the same place. Swordsmanship is among many magic weapons, orthodox and masculine, and it can be attacked and defended, if this song Qinghong makes the sword, gun and halberd compare, it is not surprising, but the red silk waving in her sleeve looks as thin as a cicada's wings, and it can be easily torn with a little force, how can it be-

Since before and now, I have been opening the double pupils, trying to see through what kind of method Qu Qinghong is, and I can resist Penglai's twenty-four swordsmanship with two weak red silks, but their moves are too fast, and only chaotic white shadows are intertwined between my eyes, which makes me dizzy for a while, and I have to give up.

The red robe was as gorgeous as fire, and the two green clothes flew up and down on the main altar, and the remaining lights around the altar were affected by the aura, trembling and swaying, and the two entangled figures silently attracted the eyes of all the disciples and demons.

It is true that this battle is the first battle between the Penglai high-level and the Holy Domain, and no matter who loses, the form will definitely change dramatically.

…… Wait.

Qu Qinghong and Song Wujiao, Fu Zhu are at a stalemate at the moment, is it ......

Master wants one person to fight against Jing San and Qin Jian?

"The surname is Li, you joined forces with that Su Dufeng that day to seal me in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, today the little master is standing here, do you dare to fight with me?"

A figure was drawn out between the black-clothed demons, and a familiar male voice sounded, and I followed the sound to look, Jing San ...... No, it should be called Shadow Demon at this moment, pacing out of the crowd and slowly walking towards the altar.

Really.......

The Hua Purple Python robe was surrounded by air currents, and as he gradually approached, there was a commotion among the disciples, and I stood in the middle of the crowd in a daze, and I was pushed and had to take two steps back, but I still stared at Jing San without blinking.

He didn't notice a single me in the crowd, just raised his chin proudly and met the robes on the main altar.

The master took the dust and chuckled, "Yes, but I don't want to bully the old ones who have not healed, so as not to win." My Penglai is a peerless magic weapon in the sky and on the ground, Xiao Huandan wants to give you one? ”

"Li Zhangjiao, to fight or not to fight, is what I said, not you."

Jing Buli was ridiculed by the master, but he was not annoyed, sneered, turned around, and raised his hand to point at Qin Jian, who was surrounded by demons, "I think, you don't want to see your own disciple after all, blood spattered on the spot." ”

Own disciple? Me?!

I subconsciously clenched my fists, panicking, but after a moment of fear, I instantly realized it, and I hurriedly stood on tiptoe, crossed the layers of crowds, and looked carefully at the demon clan, and when I saw the child who was held hostage by the blood demon Qin Jian on his back, my heart tightened suddenly.

It's not me, it's Kayu!

This kid, at the end of the ring match, it coincided with the Penglai chaos, and after the Taiping bell rang, he was sent by the senior brother to invite the real person, how could it be ...... How could it fall into the hands of Jing Buji?

The master obviously didn't expect it, and after a moment of silence, he raised his voice and shouted, "Okay...... That being the case, I will let you relive the old dream and lose again! ”

On the altar, in the center of the east hall, the two of them flew up almost at the same time, one in a purple robe and the other in a white robe fluttering like a frightening flood, swiftly passing through the lightning, and docking a palm in the air.

- Boom!

The moment the two palms faced each other, a loud bang shook the sky. The visible air flow spreads out in a fan-like manner. The two figures were forced to retreat by this force, and they flew back, and each fell on the dragon stone pillar around the altar, which stabilized their figures.

I bit my lower lip, only to feel that the two of them were struck in the chest.

One is a teacher who supports and shares in the morning and evening, and the other is an old man who meets in Pingshui and preaches and teaches.

The same strong people, such a desperate fight, the final result will be a serious injury. And no matter who loses or who wins, I ...... I don't want to see it.

Looking at the master who fell on the Panlong Pillar again, the Taoist robe was lightly raised, his hands were dusty, there was no emotion between his eyebrows and eyes, and he still seemed to be indifferent, but he had all restrained his usual laughter, and his phoenix eyes were slightly staring, looking at the opponent in front of him.

Jing San seemed to be a little embarrassed in comparison, raised his hand to wipe his lips casually, and the tall figure shook slightly before he stabilized and bowed to his master.

"Jing Bu Li, are you going to die!" At that time, among the demons, the dark red-robed figure disappeared quickly, and in an instant, it appeared on the master's nearest dragon pillar, it was the blood demon Qin Jian, although he reprimanded with words, the blood-colored eyes stared at the master well, and said coldly, "I just broke the Thousand Mirrors Dao Light Array, which internal strength is compared with him?" Forgot the purpose of your trip? ”

Jing San nodded slightly, the two looked at each other, and then flew back and forth and ran towards the main altar.

"Not good!" Lin Hao whispered in his ear, "I'm afraid that they are going to destroy the immortal lantern......"