The leader of the team was a heroic young woman with a sassy young surname, holding a loose bronze sword in her hand, and there were still drops of blood dripping down the tip of the sword. Needless to say, of course, this is a member of the Wenjun mercenary group, and the one holding the sword is Zhang Wenjun, the head of the mercenary group.

At this time, Zhang Wenjun's face was angry, his sword eyebrows were upside down, and a pair of apricot eyes shot out of Senhan's gaze, looking coldly at the many White Lotus Sect disciples in the hall, and finally his eyes were fixed on Qian Buxiu's body: "Zhang Wenjun, the head of the Wenjun mercenary group of Tianjing City, together with the brothers in the group, has seen Mr. Qian, and wants to use my sisters as a sacrifice, so kill all the brothers and sisters of our mercenary group first."

Qian Buxiu's old face was not happy, he glanced at Zhang Wenjun, and said lightly: "Today is a good time for this sect to go through several calamities and open the sect again, this sect master will not talk nonsense with you, just a small mercenary group of hundreds of people, hum, Qian Qi, you go, teach them a lesson, remember, don't kill them, these people take the initiative to send them to the door, they can't be so cheap." I have to let them know that this has offended my White Lotus Sect."

"Yes, Sect Master." Among the disciples next to him, a disciple of medium stature, ugly appearance, and pockmarked face walked out, holding a pole stick in his hand, standing opposite Zhang Wenjun, looking at Zhang Wenjun's beautiful figure and delicate face, he stretched out his tongue, licked it lightly on the side of his mouth, and smiled evilly in his mouth: "Such a beautiful beauty, I am reluctant to kill you like this, obediently leave it for me, let my brother teach you what is the most beautiful thing in the world, my brother has a lot of means, after you have tried, I am reluctant to leave my brother again."

The surrounding guests saw that the two sides were going to fight, and made a big noise, giving up a large area, but fortunately this hall was built large enough, and after some tables and chairs around it were removed, there was still a considerable area that could accommodate these onlookers.

"I'm sorry, what are you, I'll let you know about my aunt's history today." Zhang Wenjun stretched out the bronze pine pattern sword in his hand, brought up a sword aura about a foot long, and slashed at this pockmarked brother viciously,

This pockmarked face with a big stick in both hands, twisted his body, avoided the sword that came over, and smashed the big root forward, and smashed the yellow dragon envoy in a straight way. Zhang Wenjun stepped back, and used all his strength to stimulate the ability in his body, only to see that the sword was blue and prosperous, Zhang Wenjun's left hand was on the wrist of his right hand, and his hands were sent forward, and a thunderbolt like the thickness of a baby's arm shot out, and he hit it with a blow, and on the spot, Qian Qi, who pounced on him with a big stick, was scorched black, and was trembling by lightning on the ground, and his hands and feet danced.

"Well, there are two times, do you think that just by relying on your mere thunder and lightning ability, plus your innate high-level cultivation, you can call the wind and rain in my Qian family, shouting and shouting and killing. Qian Qi retreated, Qian San, you go, remember, leave her alive, the more virgins I sacrifice when I sacrifice to the sky, the better."

Two disciples walked out on both sides and hurriedly helped Qian Qi to the side, and then a strong and tall man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist jumped out from the side, holding a large serrated ring knife in his hand, after coming up, he didn't say anything, he directly slashed over, the knife qi was in the air, the knife qi was extremely hot, and after a few knives, the big man finally shouted, and a knife was swung out, and a large area of flames flashed, like a wave towards Zhang Wenjun.

Zhang Wenjun was careless, and was slashed on his left arm by the knife qi, and the sleeve of his left hand was cut off by the knife qi, revealing half of his white and delicate arm. Seeing that the other party stimulated a sea of fire, a heavy flame rushed over the sky, and Zhang Wenjun was about to be drowned in this monstrous sea of fire.

Qian Buxiu looked up to the sky and laughed: "Such a cultivator, you dare to come to my White Lotus Sect to spread wild, hahahaha, ah, the Heavenly Master Dao's Ice Talisman and Shenxiao Thunder Talisman, who are you, who are you Zhang Wenyuan of Longhu Mountain?" Qian Buxiu, who had just laughed halfway through, suddenly became surprised on his face, and hurriedly asked.

It turned out that Zhang Wenjun, who saw that there was no way to avoid it, stretched out his hand to conjure a yellow rune paper, and then with a shake, the rune paper turned into a vapor and dispersed, and in the blink of an eye, a thick ice wall condensed in front of Zhang Wenjun, firmly protecting Zhang Wenjun. The sea of fire swept through the sky, Zhang Wenjun had the protection of the ice wall, and Zhou's body was not injured by the fire wave at all, and then Zhang Wenjun stretched out his left hand and took out a talisman, after the talisman was stimulated, it turned into a blue light and submerged into the sword, and then Zhang Wenjun exerted his own thunder ability, coupled with the thunder and lightning power of the blessing of this Shenxiao thunder talisman, a sword slashed away, and the thunder light driven on the sword formed a football-sized thunder light group, three in a row, as if chasing the stars and catching the moon.

Thunderballs the size of soccer balls flashed in a flash and hit the big guy accurately. Everyone standing far away smelled a smell of burnt flesh and skin, this Qian San, the entire upper body was electrocuted, the flesh and blood were blurred, and in several places, even the white bones of the forest were exposed, and the appearance was extremely miserable.

Zhang Wenjun stroked a strand of hair scattered in front of him, and smiled softly: "Who am I, it's your business, brothers, let's go." With Wang Chang and them, he was ready to evacuate outside the hall with a sword in his hand to protect Xiaoli.

Qian Buxiu laughed angrily, and said hatefully: "I want to leave, since I am here, don't think about leaving any of them, even if you are Zhang Tianshi, today I have to let you leave a life to avenge my disciples." After saying this, with a wave of his big hand, many White Lotus Sect disciples surrounded him, seeing that a big battle was about to begin.

At this time, a loud shout came from the outside world: "Old dog of White Lotus, your Taoist master of Longhu Mountain is here." In the midst of the rolling sound, there was a group of seventy or eighty people, all wearing Taoist robes and carrying ancient steel swords, and under the leadership of Qingwei, the great disciple of Longhu Mountain, they strode over.

Qian Buxiu was stunned for a moment, looking at these Taoist priests who broke in, he secretly felt his intention in his heart, Longhu Mountain is not easy to mess with, Longhu Mountain's heir Han Heavenly Master's Mansion and their White Lotus Sect can be said to be one bright and one dark, and they are the two major Xiuzhen families in Huaxia Kingdom. Thousands of years of precipitation, but not to be underestimated.

At that moment, Qian Buxiu showed a smile on his face: "It turned out that the Taoist friends of Longhu Mountain had arrived, I was equivalent to the Huaxia Xiuzhen lineage, so I should move around more, today is the founding of my White Lotus Sect, and the Daoist brothers of Longhu Mountain will have to drink a few more cups in a while."

The leader Qingwei sneered on his face: "Excuse me, good and evil are not separated, Buddhism and Taoism are different, and Taoism is different, and the eldest lady in my Heavenly Master's Mansion will be sent to the guillotine by you to worship the heavens, and I am not in the mood to drink your cup of wine." Speaking of this, Qingwei's face was straight, and he bowed to Zhang Wenjun: "I have seen the eldest lady, the disciples of Longhu Mountain in the surrounding areas of Tianjing City, there are a total of eighty-three people who have cultivated above the congenital stage, and now they are all here, waiting for the dispatch of the eldest lady." The Taoist priests who were in the back were all black, bowed down and said, "I've seen the eldest lady."

Zhang Wenjun hurriedly returned the salute: "Senior brother is well, how is my father?"

Qingwei laughed and said: "Master, everything is fine, but I was angry with you for going down the mountain without permission, no, I sent a large number of disciples to look for you everywhere, this time the matter is done, you should go back to Longhu Mountain with me, so as not to worry about the master and his old man on the mountain."

"If you want to leave, there is no door, let me stay here, sect master, don't hesitate, kill them." As he spoke, Qian Tuhao floated up, his hands wide open, hanging in mid-air, and a holy white lotus slowly emerged from his top door, supported by a flame-like red light, slowly rotating in the air.

"Pure World White Lotus, this, you have actually cultivated to the foundation building period, it's not good, protect the eldest lady and retreat quickly, the other party is the foundation building period." Seeing that the other party's royal qi started and stopped in mid-air, and showed the signature exercises in the White Lotus Sect, the pure world white lotus had already been visualized and formed, Qingwei immediately made a decision, and commanded all the juniors and disciples under his command to protect the eldest lady and prepare to withdraw.

"I want to go, can you go, go die", as the words sounded, Bai Lian turned, a white light flashed, and the current Zhang Wenjun and Qingwei were slashed by the white light, and the two were knocked away like broken sandbags. As his body rolled in mid-air, the blood spurting out of his mouth spilled all the way, and finally after the castration was exhausted, he plopped and fell to the ground. Before the members of the mercenary group and the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion could react, another white light flew by, quickly slashing towards the place where the two fell.

Outside the hall, a sudden gust of wind swept up, and as the door of the hall was smashed into wooden blocks by an external force, sprinkled all over the ground, a black shadow swept by, rushing in front of Qian Tuhao's White Lotus Pure World Light, and spread a pair of huge wings to block the deadly white light that was shooting.

"The foundation building period, is the building period great? Leader, then, these are two pills of Shengshengdan, a healing elixir. I'll take care of the garbage in this foundation building period." The wings were retracted, revealing a familiar and cold face, and it turned out that Kong Youdao had arrived in time.

Wang Chang stepped forward faster, picked up the head of the regiment, and said to Kong Youdao worriedly: "Are you Xiao Kong?" Why have you become so bad, Xiao Kong, what about the fat man, the fat man's injuries haven't recovered yet, I can't stand it here"?

A burst of ambiguity flashed in Kong Youdao's eyes: "Fat brother will come in a while, I will take care of it here, you can quickly help the head of the regiment and this Taoist leader."

Kong Youdao's wings fluttered behind his back, and the whole person flew up gently, and when he flew to the same height as Qian Tuhao, he stopped, stared at Qian Tuhao coldly, and said disdainfully: "Is the foundation building period great?" Come and fight me." The wings soared into the sky, and the sword light on it flowed, and the five colors were varied, setting off the hole and the way, it looked like a god had descended into the world.

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