Jiang Pingchuan's hands were sealed and cultivated to the realm of the peak of the early stage of foundation building in an instant, and the people around him were all stunned, even the highest strength that Jiang Pingchuan showed in the decisive battle with Wu Duo did not have the peak of the early stage of foundation building.

The Jiang Pingchuan in front of them was originally a thing in their eyes, and suddenly it turned into a behemoth, which made it difficult for them to swallow, and the two square seals in Jiang Pingchuan's hands were entwined, and these two square seals were more substantial than the square seals that appeared in the Ghost Pavilion.

Ah Hu gritted his teeth and took a step towards Jiang Pingchuan, the pressure on Jiang Pingchuan's body suddenly increased when Ah Hu approached, and Ah Hu spat out a mouthful of blood and stopped his steps.

"Slow"

Seeing this, the palace master subconsciously took two steps back and stretched out his hand to pull Ah Hu back, and everyone also followed the palace master and took two steps back, Jiang Pingchuan watched the palace master retreat, not only did he not relax in his heart, but looked at the palace master more carefully.

"Master Gong, you are not simple," Jiang Pingchuan looked at the Palace Master with a calm face and said coldly.

"Pingchuan, as long as you explain tonight's events clearly, we won't embarrass you, you are still a distinguished guest of my palace"

Master Gong did not directly answer Jiang Pingchuan's words, but avoided Jiang Pingchuan's question and said in a deep voice.

"Tonight's events have nothing to do with me, whether you believe it or not, I, Jiang Pingchuan, will not make any senseless explanations"

Jiang Pingchuan shook the square seal in his hand and looked at the palace master, the square seal on his palm was buzzing due to Jiang Pingchuan's slight shaking, and the dragon pattern on the square seal was even more gorgeous, and there was a faint momentum of wanting to jump out of the square seal.

"Then Pingchuan doesn't want to bother to talk more" Master Gong pinched the Buddha beads in his hand, and a trace of anger appeared on his originally plain face.

"The ink rat is dead, but I didn't kill it, I have seen the back of the murderer, and I don't say this to explain anything, but to tell you, whoever stands in my way today, will go down to accompany the ink mouse"

Jiang Pingchuan held the square seal in his hand and slowly walked towards the palace master, and the palace master saw this, and slowly retreated, always keeping a certain distance from Jiang Pingchuan.

Perhaps he thought it was a safe distance, Jiang Pingchuan shook the square seal dragon pattern in his hand again, and roared, and nine golden dragons jumped out of the square seal and hovered above the square seal. The white robe on Jiang Pingchuan's body turned silver, which looked particularly dazzling in the dim night.

"Bold Jiang Pingchuan"

"Boom"

"Sting, stinging, stinging"

"Boom Boom"

"Poof"

I don't know who was standing behind the palace lord and shouted, Jiang Pingchuan didn't say a word and directly threw out a square seal in his hand, and the square seal roared and directly hit the palace master's group.

Accompanied by a variety of true qi, most of these true qi are green, belonging to the cultivators of the qi realm, and a few are blue, in this chaotic battle between the magic method and the true qigong method, Jiang Pingchuan clearly saw that there was a golden true qigong method bombarded towards him.

This gold is not pure gold, there are a lot of variegated colors, it seems that it was forcibly fused and blasted out, Jiang Pingchuan threw out the second square seal, and the purple true qi on his body surrounded and quickly attacked the palace master.

In Jiang Pingchuan's eyes, the most dangerous thing in this group of people was the palace master, Jiang Pingchuan rushed into the crowd and went straight to the palace master, and suddenly a powerful golden true qigong method came from behind him again.

Jiang Pingchuan suddenly turned around and blasted towards the golden true qi, but someone hit him hard behind him, and for a while, Jiang Pingchuan's body overturned the river and poured out a mouthful of blood in the mouth, staggering and staggering, breaking the wind and resisting the golden true qi.

What shocked Jiang Pingchuan was that there was a trace of purple true qi that directly broke through his own wind breaking array and entered his body, and the true qi on Jiang Pingchuan's body instantly began to be disordered.

Although the purple true qi was of the same category as the true qi in Jiang Pingchuan's body, it had different roots and different origins, and the two conflicted, although the true qi in Jiang Pingchuan's body quickly devoured and transformed the thin purple true qi.

However, in this short breath, Jiang Pingchuan's Wind Breaking Array was bombarded by more than a dozen True Qi one after another, and Jiang Pingchuan quickly attacked every cultivator with steps. The true qi in his body was also rapidly draining, and Jiang Pingchuan found that the eighth Dao crystal in his body was actually preventing him from running the exercise when he tried to run a multi-directional attack technique in the "Ten Thousand Laws".

Not only that, but the phantom of the eighth Dao crystal was actually absorbing the true qi in his body and using it to transform into shape, so that there was not much true qi left in Jiang Pingchuan's body.

When the last palm hit Ah Hu, Jiang Pingchuan quickly retreated to the door of Yizhuang, leaning on the door and looking at the group of cultivators in front of him.

Most of the group of cultivators in front of him had been seriously injured by Jiang Pingchuan's bombardment, but what puzzled Jiang Pingchuan was that these cultivators in front of him looked at Jiang Pingchuan with red eyes as if they didn't know the pain.

Like a group of hungry wolves staring at their own food, Jiang Pingchuan looked at this group of cultivators, their clothes already in tatters and covered with injuries.

Some cultivators were even hit in the neck by Jiang Pingchuan, and their necks fell crookedly on their faces without the slightest distortion and pain.

"Hirakawa, I really didn't mistake you, it's not easy"

The palace lord behind the crowd pinched the Buddha beads and walked in front of Jiang Pingchuan with a smile, and Jiang Pingchuan suddenly remembered the horse noodles in Sanjiang County when he looked at the palace lord's eyes.

The palace master in front of him is no longer the ordinary middle-aged man, his eyes are black and white like a horse's face, and the palace master in front of him is also a yin and yang person.

Jiang Pingchuan didn't see this, and he couldn't even feel the slightest chic aura on the palace master's body before.

"Master Gong didn't misread Pingchuan, but Pingchuan misjudged you"

Jiang Pingchuan covered his chest and coughed twice, and said in a deep voice, he really saw the wrong palace master, and he didn't find the slightest clue about such a special existence.

"Hehe, Pingchuan, now if you admit that you killed the ink mouse, I won't embarrass you"

The palace master looked at Jiang Pingchuan with flashing eyes, Jiang Pingchuan snorted coldly and ignored the palace master.

"Hey, young people don't know how to be afraid"

Saying that, the palace master pinched the Buddha beads in his hand and slowly walked towards Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan could feel the breath on the palace master's body, which was very powerful and dark at the same time, and there was a smell on the palace master's body.

Jiang Pingchuan believes that this must not belong to the palace master, it is a fragrance that has been precipitated over time, it is very fragrant, and it is the same as the taste on the fox Meier.

"Fox Mei'er is your person?"

Jiang Pingchuan frowned, Kan Ze Palace Master's hideous face and asked in a deep voice, if Hu Mei'er is the Palace Master's person, then Hu Mei'er is afraid that it is very dangerous now.

"Dying, why do you know so much"

The old man of the palace strode towards the Buddha beads in Jiang Pingchuan's hand, and the green light shone brightly, revealing a hideous human head and pounced on Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan's pupils dilated, wanting to run the exercises to resist the attack of the old man of the palace.

However, the eighth Dao Crystal in his body was still absorbing the remaining true qi in Jiang Pingchuan's body, Jiang Pingchuan complained, this eighth Dao Crystal was too nonsense.

What is the situation in front of him, he didn't think about his master, and he was still consuming the true qi in his body, and when the human head released by the palace master was close to Jiang Pingchuan, a powerful golden light flashed.

The eyes of everyone present were blank, and when they regained their sight, there was no one left in front of them, and Jiang Pingchuan's figure was long gone.

The palace lord snorted angrily, looked at the place where Jiang Pingchuan disappeared, and found that a purple skull left on the ground was still emitting a faint purple light, and the palace master picked up the purple skull on the ground and looked at it, ha.

Jiang Pingchuan was carried all the way to a thatched hut before stopping, looking at the surrounding environment Jiang Pingchuan felt very familiar, he seemed to have been here.

Even if he hadn't been here, he remembered that he had seen the scene here in his impression, although it was night, but Jiang Pingchuan was still sure that he had seen it here in the bright moonlight.

"Thank you for saving your life"

Jiang Pingchuan arched his hand at the person who rescued him, and when he raised his head, he saw the man looking at him with a smile, the person who rescued him was Lai Qing, the leader of the beggar gang in Dongzhou City.

"You don't have to thank me, you are only entrusted to save you"

Lai Qing looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said with a smile, waving his hand to invite Jiang Pingchuan into the hut.

Jiang Pingchuan followed Lai Qing into the thatched hut and noticed a painting hanging on the wall at first glance, this painting Jiang Pingchuan seemed to have seen somewhere.

When he looked carefully, Jiang Pingchuan looked at it for a while, and the painting showed a young man who looked like a fairy wind, holding a wooden sword in his hand, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, looking very unruly.

"Why, do you know the man in this painting?"

Lai Qing watched Jiang Pingchuan walk into the room, and he kept staring at the painting on his wall, so he asked softly.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the painting on the wall, the person in the painting was very familiar to him.