With a cold drink, the void was auspicious.

"It's coming!"

In the distance, the eyes of all the warriors lit up, and they all retreated a few feet back, carefully avoiding it, not wanting to get involved in internal disputes.

The Bafang Gate is not far from Hengjun Court, and the martial artists under the door were killed, not only did these people leave, but they also started a sect here, isn't this the first naked not to take the Bafang Gate in their eyes?

There are so many onlookers around, and someone will definitely pass the news into it, ask for some benefits, and stop by to see the excitement.

Not to mention the Bafang Gate, no one must be able to tolerate being slapped in the face and being stepped on by it again, right?

If this can be endured, the Bafang Gate will not have to gain a foothold in the Heavenly Domain, maybe the people of the Su family will erase it, and the Bafang Gate will surrender to the Su family, and it also means to represent the face of the Su family.

Bafangmen's compromise, wouldn't it mean that the Su family was slapped in the face?

The majesty of the five great sects is not something that anyone can trample on, but the consequences must be repaid with blood.

In front of Don't Tianque, everyone under Jun Yi's sect showed anger, the spiritual power around them was surging, and the killing intent in their eyes was a little unbearable.

Mo Yiqian was still expressionless.

Drunkenness is to gulp down the wine, drunk and hazy.

Woe Cangsheng licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes flushed with blood, and his expression was fierce.

As for Meng Hongchen, when he heard this, his eyes were helpless, and a blue mist floated on the blue shirt.

"Boom!"

In the eyes of everyone, I saw the wind and clouds surging above the sky, and Wang Wei was mighty.

"Tapp..."

An old figure stepped out, looking at Jun Yi and the others below with cold eyes, and behind him, there were more than a dozen figures following closely, with a cold blade in his hand, and his eyes showed murderous intent.

The old man's body was rickety, and after glancing at Jun Yi, he set his eyes on Beitianque.

His eyes wandered, and there was unconcealed greed in his eyes, in his opinion, such a fairyland-like sect was worthy of the Bafang Sect, and he liked this "gift" very much.

"Hey, it's Gu Yanqing, it's an old thing, there's a good show to watch now. ”

"Gu Yanqing? It sounds familiar, it seems that I have heard of it somewhere, and I can't remember it for a while. ”

"Don't listen to the name of this old thing, but it does a lot of bad things, what looting, burning, and killing, the most important thing is to eat human flesh, especially young children and girls, it is said that it likes it the most. ”

In the distance, a warrior recognized the old man, scolding with disdain, telling the warriors around him about his evil deeds.

"I haven't shown up for so many years, and I thought he was killed, but I didn't expect him to hide in the Bafang Gate, no wonder. ”

Everyone looked at this old man, and they couldn't help but feel sick in their hearts, compared to Gu Yanqing, it seemed that Beitianque was more acceptable, and this sect had just been established, and it didn't do anything to hurt the heavens and reason, but it was just a little arrogant.

In other words, who doesn't have a grand vision for the establishment of the sect? It's just that others don't say it, but don't say it, but they just make it, and thinking like this, it's worthy of admiration.

Jun Yi stood with his eyes down, looking at the old man in front of him indifferently, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without a trace of fluctuation, calm and unremarkable.

"Boy, you killed my Bafang Sect's disciple?"

Gu Yanqing looked at Jun Yi below playfully, and he didn't pay much attention to the martial artists of the Martial King realm behind him, not to mention that the Bafang Gate was backed by the Su family, even the realm of the middle stage of his own Martial King was enough to be fearless of everyone.

"Who are you?"

Jun Yi spoke slowly, and there was not the slightest joy or anger in his words, but this calm voice was heard in Gu Yanqing's ears, but he naturally felt that it was showing weakness.

"Bafang Gate, Gu Yanqing. ”

Gu Yanqing said proudly, on the way here, I thought it was a terrible person, killed his disciples, and wanted to establish a sect in Hengjun Court, now it seems that only

It's just a hairy boy, and then he said disdainfully: "Boy, it's not easy for you to practice, and it's rare to gather so many good hands, why don't you enter my Bafang Gate?"

"For the sake of so many of you, when I go back, I will show the master of the sect and give you an elder to be the leader, how about it?

"Elder?"

Hearing this, the corners of Jun Yi's mouth curved upward, revealing a sneering smile, and said disdainfully: "What a great gift." ”

"How?"

Gu Yanqing saw the expression on Jun Yi's face, and the smile in his eyes gradually converged, and then a chill appeared: "Young man, don't toast and not eat, eat and drink." ”

"Are you finished?"

Jun Yi's expression on his face was restrained, but he regained his indifference, and said softly: "If you finish speaking, you can get out." ”

"Good, good. ”

Gu Yanqing's eyes narrowed, the wrinkles on his face piled up deeply, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "Young people nowadays are not small, but they must know that they are too rigid and easy to break. ”

"Boom!"

As soon as he said a word, Gu Yanqing's body was full of anger, and the coercion of the middle realm of the Martial King was undisguised, like a flood, surging towards the bottom.

At the same time, his wrinkled hand slowly stretched out, and the cold sword was in his palm, and the killing intent was amazing.

"Today, the old man will teach you how to establish the world. ”

Gu Yanqing's cold voice came out, and he suddenly took a step forward, and with the roar of the surrounding sky, the spiritual power around his body turned into thousands of sword rays, and the cold sword intent spread out, shooting out like a rain of swords.

The sword power was horizontal, and there was the power to tear the air, and the cold sword slashed, suddenly emitting a ragged air flow, trembling non-stop.

Jun Yi's eyes were indifferent, he looked coldly at the sword power that came to his face, and let the power of the Martial King realm descend, the whole person seemed to be stupid and indifferent.

"Tapp..."

It's just that the rain of swords fell, but there was a heavy footstep that resounded in the sky, and every step made Zhou Kong tremble.

"Boom!"

Strong power gushes, and ferocity is pervasive.

stepped out, but this person suddenly appeared in front of Jun Yi, his fat and bloated body almost made Jun Yi stand in the shadows, but it was Yong Zhan who made a move.

"Old thing, don't you look at who you're talking to?"

Yong Zhan swept the obscene and afraid of death look on his face, but his eyes were cold, but he raised his hand and threw out a black cauldron, which lay across the sky, blocking all the sword rain in the sky.

"What about a pot?"

Gu Yanqing was not afraid of Yongzhan, but he swept out with a sword, and the cold sword intent actually rippled out, like a stream and river that was cold to the bone marrow, bursting the embankment and pouring out.

"Hey, they all say that the water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and it seems that the blade is not working. ”

Yong Zhan was not in a hurry, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his waist, grabbed a pitch-black stick, and stepped out with a cruel smile: "I don't know if Lao Tzu's big stick can satisfy you?"

"Boom!"

Yong Zhan's voice fell, and the spiritual power in his body poured out, and the rolling Wang Wei surged out, all of which were submerged into the pitch-black stick, but it made his body flow out of a little strange brilliance, dazzling.

Immediately grabbed the big stick, as if it was extremely laborious, and swung it away, actually turning the air in the air into a ball, like a ball bursting straight towards Gu Yanqing, emitting a terrifying sound wave hiss.

"Dead fat!"

Gu Yanqing listened to the words in his mouth, his face was ugly, and he slashed with his sword, and the sword power surged, cutting the clouds and cutting the wind.

"Boom!"

It's just that the collision of the spheres directly blasted the sword power away, and the aftermath waved, but it smashed into its chest again, and the power was terrifying.

"Damn!"

Gu Yanqing's face changed, and he subconsciously stepped out sideways to dodge the ball, but then, another hissing sound surged, and when he looked back, the ball had already hit one after another.

Gu Yanqing's heart sank, and he hurriedly dodged, but he didn't expect Yongzhan to be fat, but his movement speed was not slow.

"Don't hide, old man

Are you even afraid of the ball?"

Yong Zhan looked at Gu Yanqing in the sky with a smile, reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead, continued to swing the big stick, and sneered: "You are old, you are not as good as a ball!"

"Hahaha..."

As soon as Yong Zhan said a word, he immediately provoked the surrounding warriors to laugh loudly, and he did not hide the joy in his heart, and even the warriors in the distant sky couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Fat pig, you, look for death!"

Gu Yanqing's face was ugly, how could he be ridiculed so much by a powerhouse in the middle realm of the middle stage of the martial king? and he was slapped in the face in front of the public, which was simply embarrassing and angry.

For a while, there seemed to be thousands of volcanoes erupting at the same time in my heart, and the anger couldn't stop churning, and the surging killing intent surged out, lingering around the cold sword in his hand, and killing coldly.

"Humph!"

Yong Zhan's eyes were cold when he saw this, and he also restrained the smile on his face, and instead of retreating, he advanced, his fat body, wielding a huge stick, and fiercely meeting the sword power.

"Boom!"

The two fought each other in a short battle, and their power was shocking, but they fell into a stalemate for a while, and no one could help anyone.

"Old thing, you're too old, you don't have the strength, right? But think about it, you're not as old as a ball, I'm afraid some things are useless, right?"

Yongzhan showed no virtue in his mouth, constantly stimulating Gu Yanqing, saying whatever was unpleasant, causing Gu Yanqing to rebel against the blood surge, and his face was red.

"Bang!"

As soon as the two of them retreated, they struck again, but saw Gu Yanqing gritting his teeth, his eyes were bloody, and he roared angrily: "The old man will not chop you into meat paste and feed you to the dog today, and he will swear not to be a man!"

"You're not as good as the ball, naturally you're not human!"

Yong Zhan's mouth was unceremoniously, but he just met his sword might, and when he waved the big stick in his hand fiercely, the corners of his mouth were inexplicably curved upward, and a strange cold light flashed in his eyes.

"You're looking for death!"

The sword power in Gu Yanqing's hand was furious, and he slashed at the big stick fiercely, and the awe-inspiring killing intent gushed out and hit Yong Zhan's body, his body trembled, and blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The bright blood at the corner of Yongzhan's mouth deeply stimulated Gu Yanqing, making his eyes fierce and roaring: "Give Lao Tzu death!"

"Hey..."

A smile welled up on Yong Zhan's pale face, staring directly at Gu Yanqing, and said in a meaningful cold voice: "It's late!"

"What?"

Gu Yanqing looked at the smile on Yong Zhan's face, his heart bulged, and a faint bad premonition rose, spreading in his heart, waking him up from anger in an instant.

"Humph!"

I saw the big stick in Yongzhan's hand spurting spiritual power, shaking Gu Yanqing away, grabbing it from afar with his free hand, and shouting in his mouth: "Come to the pot!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the surrounding sky trembled, and the terrifying spiritual pressure shrouded fiercely, descending, the heavens and the earth seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, and the entire sky was darkened.

Everyone's hearts trembled, their eyes converged, and they saw that the huge black cauldron on the sky that had originally blocked the sword rain trembled slightly, and it actually slammed towards Gu Yanqing's back.

The black cauldron spun extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was close to the front.

Not only that, but the coercion on the black pot was even worse than the anger of the big stick in Yong Zhan's hand, and it smashed into Gu Yanqing's back with heavy force.

"Poof!"

In an instant, Gu Yanqing's eyes suddenly turned pale, the crimson blood in his mouth sprayed out, the aura on his body was also a little disordered, and the hand holding the cold sword trembled slightly.

Yong Zhan grabbed the big stick in his hand, looked at Gu Yanqing who was staggering towards him, his face was excited, and he sneered and slammed a stick, smashing it on his chest, and the sound of bone cracking resounded through the world.

"Hehe, old thing, you have to keep your eyes open in the next life. ”