The sound of the dragon's groan is like a long whisper, and it is like a thunderbolt, flickering and flickering.

The mountain-like momentum made everyone in the courtyard ooze cold sweat, Meng Ting felt a little worried in his heart, he knew that if the other party slashed with a sword, he would definitely not be able to stop it, but at this time, Sang Zhi was present, and he had to show a "righteous and awe-inspiring" appearance, so that the woman could have a good impression of herself.

The dragon pattern on the young man's right arm flashed, and when the black sword was about to be chopped, Hou Cengyan hugged the young man tightly from back to front, and she said softly: "Chen Yuzhi, you have to be forgiving and forgiv......ing."

Hou Cen Yan was also worried about the young man's injury, and also felt that Ye Wanwan was really a little too much, no matter how angry she was, it was always too radical to take someone's life, but the woman didn't want Chen Yuzhi to kill on impulse, and when the time came, it would be too much to gain and lose as the enemy of the entire Jiulong Mountain. No matter how powerful the young man is, he is no longer the commander of the Western Mansion at this time, nor is he the Nine Emperor Princes, he is alone and has no backing, and when his strength is finally exhausted, the woman does not want the teenager to take risks, that's all.

Chen Yuzhi didn't know the consequences of this sword cut, since he had already taken out the sword, he had the consciousness of fighting with Jiulong Mountain endlessly. The woman's words made the young man regain his composure, he was still a kind-hearted person after all, and the black sword swung towards the sky.

The dragon shadow gradually melted into the night sky, and the majesty dissipated, Chen Yuzhi submerged the black sword into the scabbard, and without saying a word, he stared at the three of them.

The white fox attack man saw Chen Yuzhi stop at the last moment, and secretly sighed pity. Everyone was frozen in the small courtyard, although Ye Wanwan was arrogant and arrogant, but after all, she was a yellow-haired girl, and she had not yet been baptized by wind and frost, and she had already been frightened by Fang Cai's murderous aura at this time, she leaned on Sang Zhi tightly, trembling all over.

Meng Ting knew that he was not Chen Yuzhi's opponent, and wanted to show how "generous" his Jiulong Mountain Senior Brother's shoulders were, so he pretended to be calm and said: "Chen Yuzhi, I apologize to you for Wanwan, today's incident has nothing to do with you, we just want to ask for an explanation for the innocent disciples who died, and the people of Maoshan will inevitably pay the price!"

They finally pointed the finger at Li Xiyang, and this little miscellaneous hair is very affectionate and righteous, and he still can't give up his shallow family relationship with Uncle Zeng Li. Now that the Marigold Silver Terrace has been destroyed, and the belief in his heart has also been dispersed, Li Xiyang put a thunderbolt peach wood sword against his throat, and said: "Killing people to pay for their lives is justified, and today I will fight with my life...... Chen Yuzhi, please say sorry to the master for me. ”

If it weren't for Chen Yuzhi's internal injury, he would have flashed forward to stop the other party, but he was a little powerless at this time. The young man thought to himself that this evil debt was obviously committed by Uncle Zeng Li, and you Li Xiyang wanted to join in the fun, which was really unclear. Besides, what is there to be afraid of in Jiulong Mountain, the young man doesn't believe that they dare to shoot Mao Mountain with real knives.

The white fox attack man couldn't wait to personally step forward to cut himself off for the Maoshan Trail, and the grievances after the sword were completely settled, and then the plan of the second prince could be carried out smoothly, and if he could get involved in the country in the future, he would definitely increase his official ranks!

Just as Chen Yuzhi was about to say something to stop him, a white-clothed Taoist appeared on the eaves of the deep alley, his fingertips volleyed into the air, shook the lightning peachwood sword, and said: "When will it be the turn of Jiulong Mountain to be arrogant and domineering in this Yangzhou?"

"Uncle Shi!"

"I'm no longer a person from Maoshan, this uncle is ashamed, you don't spare your life like this, it really disappoints me!"

Li Xiyang looked at Uncle Zeng Li with a look of wanting to speak and stopping, he wanted to ask the truth, but he was afraid of facing the truth and being in a dilemma.

After a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Does the matter of Jurong have anything to do with you?"

The white fox attack man didn't know Uncle Zeng Li, nor did he know the various events that happened on Maoshan Mountain, so he still stood aside and remained silent, and this move was seen by the young man, and this matter was really strange.

Uncle Zeng Li glanced at a few people in the courtyard, and said indifferently: "What if it has a relationship? What if it doesn't matter?"

The white-clothed Taoist robe that left Maoshan was much more arrogant than before, and he really didn't need to explain anything to the juniors, and Meng Ting and the others also identified the murderer as Uncle Zeng Li at this time.

Sang Zhi sacrificed a red silk out of thin air, and said: "You not only absorb the cultivation of the disciples of Jiulong Mountain, but also detain their souls, it is really too deceitful!"

Uncle Zeng Li was a little distracted, the wrench on the finger of the saint reminded him of the past, when he was a child, he and his mother suffered humiliation in Jiulong Mountain, but he didn't expect to make people, today he actually encountered this fiery red wrench in Jurong again, the white-clothed robe actually has no hatred for Maoshan, he only hates to condescend to one person, the reason why he is obsessed with the position of the head of the sect is just to breathe his anger for his mother, and use the power of Maoshan to repay all the past grudges.

The white-clothed Taoist robe looked up to the sky and smiled, Jurong closed the courtyard door tightly, there were occasional battles in the rivers and lakes here, and the people had long been accustomed to it, as long as they were not implicated, it was acceptable to quarrel at night.

"Those little guys' cultivation is not enough to stuff my teeth, and there is no excuse for the crime I want to add, even if it is me? Today, the Lord of Jiulong Mountain is here, and I don't care about it!"

Chen Yuzhi understood that he was angry in his heart, but as soon as these words came out, there was no room for him, and there was only one way to die. This Uncle Zeng Li is really unruly, he didn't take Jiulong Mountain seriously at all, but this kind of practice made the young man feel comfortable, if he also had the same cultivation and realm as him, he would also do it casually, so he didn't have time to pay attention to these "brainless" juniors, then again, Xiao Zamao didn't know who he looked like, and he didn't inherit Xiao Keji's wisdom, and he didn't learn Uncle Zeng Li's unruliness, so he completely became a four-like.

Meng heard the Taoist insulting his master, and when he threw a punch towards Uncle Zeng Li and jumped into the air, Uncle Zeng Li snorted coldly, waved his backhand, and before everyone could react, he saw that he was deeply sunk into the ground, and Rao couldn't move no matter how he struggled.

Uncle Zeng Li sneered: "Jiulong Mountain is also a withered talent, at such an age, the boxing method has not yet been small, it is really not as good as the generation, I really don't know how Shen Kuo taught his disciples!"

Li Xiyang looked heartbroken, Uncle Zeng Li sighed, he didn't want to pay attention to the matter of Maoshan, but he still felt a little ashamed of this little guy in his heart. I think that when I was in the mountain gate, I often taught him how to behave in the world, and used the marigold platform as a symbol, hoping that he could be confident and pure. If he doesn't help Li Xiyang get rid of his inner demons today, I'm afraid that the day when his Dao heart collapses will not be far away. Uncle Zeng Li remembered the scene in Jiulong Mountain when he was a child, calendula is his mother's favorite flower, whenever she is humiliated, she will tell herself that she should be as flawless as calendula, no matter what kind of filthy environment she is in, when waiting for the buds to bloom, she will not be stained by the mud!

Uncle Zeng Li sighed and threatened Li Xi: "Marigold is in my heart, and I am worthy of my face." Xiyang, there are thousands of people with thousands of ways, it was Uncle Shi who disappointed you...... Live for yourself after tonight!"

Maoshan Xiaodao felt that the former Uncle Zeng Li had returned, and this eldest brother's father-like tone made him miss it very much.

The white-clothed Taoist robe raised his eyebrows coldly, looked at the person with the fox attack on his shoulder, and said calmly: "Say, what do you want?"

The fox attack man pretended to be innocent, and said in surprise with half-glared eyes: "This Dao Chief, I don't understand what you mean......

Uncle Zeng Li glanced at his mouth, as if he was angry, he hated others pretending to be in front of him the most, especially those who thought they were smart, and the Taoist snorted coldly: "Do you think that by wearing a white fox attack on your shoulders, you can cover up your own evil spirit?

Chen Yuzhi pulled the jade hand of the woman behind him and slowly moved to the side, he had already discovered that there was a problem with the fox attacking man, this sentence has a lot of alleys, it is really unreasonable to say that he happened to come to this deep alley courtyard, and this person obviously does not know this white-clothed Taoist robe who has just betrayed Maoshan, and how can the person from Maoshan commit murder here. Uncle Zeng Li said that this person was full of yin and evil spirits, but he couldn't sense it, which showed the cleverness of the other party's methods. These two people are not good birds in his eyes, so let them go and fight each other, as long as they stay out of the matter at this time, as for the life or death of a few people in Jiulong Mountain, it has nothing to do with him.

"Dao Chief, you rely on your cultivation to be profound, and you are humiliated here for no reason, which is really a bit excessive!"

Looking at the fox attack man who was still stiff-mouthed, Uncle Zeng Li smiled and said: "From you guy to Jurong, I have been secretly observing, I wanted to see which demon master came here, but I didn't think that it was a scumbag like you, who was sucking people to cultivate, and detaining people's souls, and I didn't know where a soul nail came to frame Maoshan." I didn't want to meddle in this matter, but if you get into this alley and provoke someone you shouldn't provoke, then I can't keep you......"