At a speed visible to the naked eye, the invisible air wave rolled out, flying sideways, and the air flow was agitated, as if a boulder had been thrown into the water, and huge ripples rippled in the water one by one.

Seeing this situation, the two Dao Chiefs, Qingyun and Qingxuan, shouted at the same time! Both of them set up Wu Feng to find the back and ran quickly, and the dozens of Maoshan masters who were watching the battle also changed their faces one after another, and they all stepped back, fortunately, the two Taoist masters ran faster with Wu Feng, but they were almost overturned to the ground by this wave of qi, and the cultivation of those White Lotus Sect disciples on the opposite side was relatively weak, and many people were suddenly overturned by this wave of qi.

After a long time, this wave of qi gradually subsided, the White Tiger Elder and the Xuankong Zhenren each took a few steps back, the expressions on their faces were quite solemn, and then the two of them confronted each other like this, and then each stepped back step by step towards their respective camps.

After a short while, Elder Xuankong walked back to the side of the group of Maoshan masters, and did not say a word, just looked at the place where Elder White Tiger was in a daze, and his face was gloomy as if it was about to drip water.

It didn't take long for him to see Elder White Tiger turn over and turn around with the group of White Lotus Sect disciples and disappear into the dense forest.

When the fat monk and Li Badshui turned around on horseback, they took a deep look in the direction of Wu Feng at the same time, and they also went away one after another.

None of the people knew what was going on, they just stared at it with big eyes, Qingyun and Qingxuan, the two Dao Chiefs, holding the scarred Wu Feng, walked to the side of Xuankong Zhenren, and glanced at his old man with some fear, and Qingyun Dao Elder dared to ask: "Uncle Shi, your old man will let this group of demons of the White Lotus Sect go?" Look at what they have done to beat your grandson, and you're almost dead. ”

Xuankong Zhenren turned his head and glanced at Qingyun Dao Chang, his eyes were still cold, but he still didn't say a word, just this glance, Qingyun Dao Chang shrank his neck in fright, and didn't dare to speak anymore.

"What if you don't let them go? The four elders of the White Lotus Sect have cultivated quite deeply, and there will be two of them at this time, if they really make a move, even if we can win against them here, at most it will only be a miserable victory, and at least half of the people we brought will die, so even if the White Tiger and Vermilion Bird are killed, it will be more than worth the loss, and the White Lotus Sect we don't dare to offend them too much, their sect leader Bai Maitreya, what kind of existence is that? Kill his two elders, he will definitely not give up, once the thunder rage, our Maoshan will also be in danger, and the gains outweigh the losses...... The gains outweigh the losses......" An old Taoist of the Xuanzi generation who was standing beside Elder Xuankong sighed and said.

Qingyun and Qingxuan Dao Chang were dumbfounded, and after thinking about it carefully, it is true, Bai Maitreya is the leader of the White Lotus Sect, a mysterious being, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and no one in the rivers and lakes has ever seen his true face, because everything he has seen has been killed by him, and even Xuankong Zhenren, one of the few masters in Maoshan Mountain, is only about a tie with the elders of the White Lotus Sect, it is conceivable that the sect leader Bai Maitreya should be such a powerful role, if he really wants to level Maoshan, it is not impossible.

Wu Feng looked at these uncles and uncles in front of him, and he didn't dare to interject, but now what he was thinking about was who won the battle between Xuankong Senior Uncle Ancestor and Elder White Tiger just now?