In the Quanzhen Sect, Ren Xiaoyao alone faced the five Quanzhen Seven Sons, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his demeanor was really outstanding.

At this time, he was like the bright moon in the sky, and the light could not be stopped.

In contrast, the Quanzhen Sect and others are like ridiculous clowns, and they have completely become the existence of Ren Yao.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no onlookers here, when people in the world talked about the Quanzhen Sect in the future, I am afraid that they would not have to grin one by one.

In the field.

Qiu Chuji attacked angrily this time, and his power was much stronger than that of the king of Chuyi, and he deserved to be the one with the highest martial arts among the seven sons of Quanzhen.

Qiu Chuji is actually very close to the existence of top masters, and Wang Chuyi is really dwarfed by it.

At this time, in the face of Qiu Chuji, Ren Xiaoyao did not hold it up again, sometimes it is enough to use shocking means once, and the effect of using them one after another is counterproductive.

Of course, more importantly, he forcibly imprisoned Wang Chuyi with his strength at this time, and he was no longer as unrestrained as he was just now.

"Go!"

He snorted softly, and then Gang Jin exploded violently, Wang Chuyi felt as if he was being hit by a strong volley, and when he was still in mid-air, he felt an extremely strong force hit his chest, which immediately made him spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Master (Uncle)!"

The three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were shocked, and hurriedly walked forward and helped Wang Chuyi up.

Wang Chuyi waved his hand to the disciples, indicating that he was fine, he knew his condition, although it looked serious, but in fact he was only slightly injured, and the young man kept his hand.

When this made him wonder, he couldn't help but look into the field, he really didn't know where this young man who suddenly appeared came from!

At this time, Qiu Chuji had already exchanged hands with Ren Xiaoyao.

Qiu Chuji's innate skills are strong, and his swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, although he is at ease with Ren at this time, he does not occupy an absolute disadvantage.

Of course, he can only barely support, although with the anger in his chest, he exerts his strength at a super level, but the gap in the level is still difficult to change the result, Ren Xiaoyao doesn't even need to use his fist skills, just the dragon-shaped fist makes him restrained.

"We're here to help you!"

Sun Buer and the three of them found an opportunity at this time and came up to attack, but the joint sword formation of the five people just now was broken, how could the four of them beat Ren Xiaoyao at this time?

Dozens of moves passed, and with Ren Xiaoyao's "let go", the bodies of Qiu Chuji and the other four people were suddenly shocked, and then they couldn't even hold the sword in their hands, and they were directly snatched into his hands.

Sun Buer and the three of them all roared angrily and wanted to attack, but they were stopped by the Qiu mechanism.

"Senior brother and sister, don't continue, the other party's martial arts are better than me." Qiu Chuji sighed, he had already felt it, the other party had already left his hand during the fight, otherwise they would not be able to stand here properly now.

"Senior brother!" Hao Datong and the three of them were unwilling to scream, this is in the Quanzhen Sect, even if they risk their lives, they can't let others fiddle with them.

The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were silent, and at this time, they all looked at the young man in the center of the field with fear on their faces.

The young man's white robe was like snow, and at this time they were shocked to find that after such a fierce battle, the former did not even have the slightest damage to his clothes.

The people around him can still smile, except for Yang Guo, it is estimated that there is no second one, at this time he grinned, happy and couldn't help himself, watching Ren Xiaoyao clean up those old Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect one by one, the admiration in his heart is difficult to describe in words.

The little dragon girl in the rear was naturally happy in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, more because Ren Xiaoyao won, she was able to take Yang Guo away, and she was happy that she could fulfill her promise.

Although she herself is only preparing to retreat temporarily, and wait for the opportunity to go to this Chongyang Palace to take Yang Guo away, anyway, she is just alone, coming and going.

However, for Ren Xiaoyao, even if their Tomb Sect pays attention to pure heart and few desires, they can't help but be curious at this time.

"Your Excellency, good means."

At this moment, after all, Qiu Chuji stood up, although he is strong, he is definitely responsible.

Ren Xiaoyao saw him stand up, and secretly praised in his heart, although he didn't like this old way, but he also had to say that in some respects the latter did have merit.

"It's rude." Ren Xiaoyao smiled and nodded, indicating that he was not too malicious.

However, this persuasiveness is very small no matter how you look at it, because at this time, in the hands of Yang Guo next to him, Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping were still screaming miserably.

The gap between them and Ren Xiaoyao is too big, and it will probably take some time for them to consume the Gang energy he entered with their own ability, and before that, they must endure pain.

Once the internal force is used to stimulate the strength, this process is irreversible, unless it is Ren Xiaoyao himself or someone at the level of the Five Absolute Beings to refin, otherwise they can only rely on their own strength to slowly grind away.

Ren Xiaoyao's move like this is, of course, a deliberate punishment, with his current mentality, it is completely a kind of freewheeling, without violating his heart, he will do what he wants.

He didn't know if this was because of the change in mentality that only came after breaking through to Gangjin, or if he was originally like this, but he was suppressed by himself before.

But this feeling is really comfortable, and it makes him feel like he is excited both physically and mentally.

If he followed his previous approach, he would definitely not just choose to be the enemy of the Quanzhen Sect, and if he wanted to clean up Zhao and Yin, he would also find a place where no one was around, and then finish them off, how could he want to end them in front of the public, or even in front of the seven sons of Quanzhen.

Although the former is very cool, it actually cheapens Zhao Zhijing and them, and although the latter will cause trouble, it will make his thoughts more accessible, and for this reason, even if he provokes the Quanzhen Sect, he will not hesitate.

Anyway, he's going to leave this world soon, so what's the point of having a little bad feeling?

He didn't do anything hurtful, he just cleaned up two hidden dangers in advance, and for this, he had a clear conscience.

What if no one understands?

The big husband stands in the world, and he comes and goes freely.

How can a mere name affect the endless road forward!

"Please also inform me of your name." Qiu Chuji said again, at this time, he didn't know that Ren Xiaoyao was going to kill his own disciple, so his attitude was just stiff, but it was not life and death.

In any case, the contest just now was just for the sake of face, and there was no fundamental rift between the two, and if the Quanzhen Sect could be thick-skinned, it would not be impossible to turn enemies into friends.

Qiu Chuji also saw that the force was really inferior, so he wanted to compromise.

This approach may be useful for other people, Xiaolongnu is an example, but it doesn't work for Ren Xiaoyao.

One is going to kill.

A disciple who would not watch his own disciple die.

The contradictions must be thoroughly aroused.

This time, Ren Xiaoyao did not answer, and said softly: "The surname is Ren, and the name is Xiaoyao." ”

When the people around heard it, they all remembered the name.

"Let it go?"

After listening to it, Qiu Chuji faintly felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"Could it be that Ren Xiaoyao, Ren Shaoxia, who escaped from the Chilian Fairy Li Mochou in Lujiazhuang?"

Suddenly, someone shouted.