As soon as Han Yun mentioned Zhang Weidong, these people didn't take him seriously, and laughed and mocked.

The elder of the Qingcheng faction had a smug face, and he smiled and said, "Han Yunzi, have you heard it? The current Qingcheng faction is no longer the Qingcheng faction of a few years ago, and no one can despise it!"

"Leave quickly now, otherwise even if you are an elder of the Shangqing faction, I won't be able to take care of it!"

This is already a threat to Chiguoguo!

"yes, get out!"

"Even if you are an elder of the Shangqing faction, if you protect this person, don't blame us for being polite!"

"The great enmity of life and death, there is no need to negotiate!

Those disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were threatening one after another, eyeing each other, and their killing intent was revealed. If it weren't for Han Yun blocking it, a few Yuan Swords would have slashed over a long time ago.

They still had some scruples about Han Yun, because this was in Yunlingzhong. If they really killed Han Yun, they couldn't hide it at all, the Qingcheng faction would not protect them, and the Shangqing faction would also want their lives. Even, as long as the Shangqing faction issues a hunt and kill order, maybe many people are willing to help with this.

But they couldn't let Tang Zhiwei go, this was an excellent opportunity for revenge.

Han Yun's face changed several times, his expression was solemn, but he didn't let go, and the two sides confronted each other for a while, and the other party's patience was passing quickly.

When Tang Zhiwei looked at it, he thought that Han Yun was thinking about gains and losses. He looked around again, and was blocked by the other party, and suddenly his heart sank, some despair, some sadness and indignation. He has just stepped into the realm of cultivating immortals, and he has not yet become an immortal, so he is about to die.

At this moment, he did not resent 'Senior Zhang', but had endless resentment towards the Qingcheng faction.

"Elder Han, you don't have to worry about me. Let's go! This has nothing to do with you!" Tang Zhiwei shouted emotionally. "Qingcheng faction, listen well, if grandpa doesn't die this time, he will destroy you all over the world in the future, if you violate this oath, I won't die well!"

He understood that he would not be able to leave today no matter what. It was impossible for the people of the Qingcheng faction to let him go. Rather than compromising like this, it is better to die happily. However, he also has to fight.

Even if it is a self-detonating element, it will not hesitate!

Tang Zhiwei made up his mind to pay attention. Even if you die, you have to pull a cushion on your back. His gaze was on that person, and he was most stunned by one of the monks who was in the middle of the third layer of Qi cultivation. Take his cultivation as the lowest.

"Ha Luha, just rely on your cultivation to take revenge, but, lest you set the tiger into trouble, then you will die!" When the Qingcheng faction elder heard this, his killing intent was even stronger, and he suddenly struck, and a sword qi slashed towards Han Yun. "Do it! I'll pester Han Yunzi, you kill that kid!"

Although this sword qi was not his full blow, it also needed Han Yun to resist with all his strength, otherwise he would inevitably be injured.

It can be seen. The elders of the Qingcheng faction still had some scruples, and the purpose was to drag Han Yun and then let the disciples do it. Tang Zhiwei had only achieved a perfect cultivation of the first layer of Qi training, while the four disciples of the Qingcheng Sect had cultivated the lowest level of Qi cultivation in the middle of the third layer, and the highest had already cultivated in the early stage of the fifth layer of Qi training. Just a few breaths. Maybe Tang Zhiwei was split by the sword qi!

Han Yunjiao scolded, making the other party a little nervous.

"Let's go, I'll stop them!" However, in the next breath, Han Yun threw Tang Zhiwei out of the way, and the flying sword quickly followed. actually let Tang Zhiwei leave with the flying sword. In terms of the speed of Qingcheng's disciples, they couldn't keep up at all.

As long as she stops the elders of the Qingcheng faction.

Whew!

Han Yun Chao Qingcheng sent an elder with a few swords, and with all his strength, the two fought in one place. For a while, the sword qi in this space was rampant, but the mountains, rocks, and trees were damaged, just like a tornado raging, and the momentum was very strong.

In the distance, many monks stopped, watching the battle between the two sides, pointing and pointing, but none of them came up to stop this.

On the other side, above the mountains and forests, Tang Zhiwei fled with a flying sword crookedly, but the speed was not fast, and the distance between them could not be close or far. Because his Yuan Force is too shallow, and he is very unfamiliar with driving the Flying Sword, this is a big disadvantage. As long as his yuan power is consumed, he still can't escape death. ...,

Behind, several disciples of the Qingcheng faction were chasing wildly, and they were threatening on the one hand, and they were tactics in their hearts.

"You can't escape, stop!"

"Stop, maybe you live!"

"You have a shallow relationship with the Eastern Emperor, as long as you take refuge in my Qingcheng faction, not only can you survive, but you can also become a disciple of the Qingcheng faction!"

Tang Zhiwei didn't say a word, trying to familiarize himself with the flying sword, and he didn't know how to distinguish the direction. He didn't have time to tell the direction, anyway, Zhilu Road was getting farther and farther away from the small farm. As soon as he opened his mouth, he might be distracted, and if the speed of the flying sword is slow, he will really die.

And after dozens of breaths, he escaped for dozens of miles, but Tang Zhiwei's face was ugly.

Because his Yuan Power is about to bottom, even the flying sword can't help him.

This slowdown, the back narrowed the distance, only a few dozen meters away from each other, and immediately caught up.

"Ha Luha, you run, why don't you run?"

"Damn, you wasted my Flying Charm!"

"Kill him! Go back and report to Elder Xi! I believe this is a merit, and they will be happy to be in charge, and we will wait to get the reward!"

"That's right! One of the former disciples of the head of the sect died at the hands of the Eastern Emperor, and he had long wanted to take revenge!"

The disciples of the Qingcheng faction were excited, and they also bared their fangs, revealing their true colors.

It is impossible for them to let Tang Zhiwei go, but to kill him. Starting today, all the people who have a relationship with the Eastern Emperor are the targets of the Qingcheng faction's revenge.

After a few breaths, Tang Zhiwei Yuanli immediately bottomed out, and he hurriedly fell.

The disciples of the Qingcheng faction in the back were overjoyed, and they fell one after another, surrounding Tang Zhiwei.

"Do it!"

"Kill!"

These people didn't say a word, sacrificed the Yuan Weapon, and prepared to kill them.

And Tang Zhiwei was naked, and with a loud shout, he wanted to explode the Yuan weapon.

As soon as the yuan weapon blew itself up, although he could not escape death, several people on the other side were either killed or injured.

"Stop!"

With a bang, a flying sword burst through the air, ignited the air with a powerful momentum, and shrouded down towards the disciples of the Qingcheng faction.

"Flash mob, it's an old ancestor!" As soon as the disciple of the Qingcheng Sect saw the powerful and incomparable sword stage rushing over, he immediately hugged his head and fled for his life. I can't care about killing Tang Zhiwei anymore.

Before the man arrived, the sword came first.

Such a long-distance attack can only be done by a half-step foundation building ancestor. In the face of the Ancestor level monks, how could they have the courage to resist?

Tang Zhiwei was stunned, and the flying sword that shrouded him turned around, but he skillfully avoided him, and then a person appeared. Put away the flying sword.

The person who came was none other than the Iron Wood Dragon.

Seeing that Tang Zhiwei had nothing to do, Tie Mulong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He just received a message from Zhang Weidong and knew that he was going to get out of the customs. I was about to visit a small farm. I didn't expect to hear the news that the Qingcheng faction was going to kill Tang Zhiwei. Is this worth it?

In Tie Mulong's opinion, it didn't matter if the Qingcheng faction wanted to kill this little monk, but this little monk was a person from the small farm of the Eastern Emperor. The relationship is delicate.

Here is a killer, the character of the Eastern Emperor, and in a fit of anger, many people want to be buried for this. Not to mention that the Qingcheng faction was destroyed, and other monks could also suffer.

"Iron senior!" Tang Zhiwei almost cried when he saw someone coming.

I'm about to die, and someone came to save me, almost!

Temulong nodded at him and said, "It's good that you're okay!"

With that, he turned to look at several disciples of the Qingcheng Sect. Snorted coldly and said, "Why don't you get out of here?!"

"Senior Tie, let's go-" When a few people saw this situation, they immediately knew that they couldn't do anything, so they had to leave immediately. Otherwise, they will anger the Iron Wood Dragon, and their lives will not be guaranteed.

Puffy puff!

These Qingcheng Sect disciples had just taken off. Suddenly swept by a strong force, it turned into a rain of blood in mid-air, even the bones were no exception, and the Yuan Weapon was also pierced into a thousand holes and turned into waste. ...,

The iron wood dragon's face changed drastically, and he looked at the sky, and a fierce figure rushed towards him. Out of thin air.

He was holding a bloody human head in his hand, which made Tang Zhiwei's eyes widen when he saw it.

This head is the elder of the Qingcheng faction. How did you die like this?

It's too strong!

As soon as Tie Mulong looked at the person, he was immediately overjoyed and said: "Brother Zhang, it turned out to be you! I'll just say who is so strong, it seems that Brother Zhang has been in retreat for five years, and his cultivation has become a great progress! It seems that he has to have a drink to celebrate!"

I'm trembling in my heart, and I'm in trouble.

As soon as Zhang Weidong appeared, he directly killed all the disciples and deacons of the Qingcheng Sect who participated in the Qingcheng Sect with thunderous means, as well as an elder in the early stage of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, and he was fierce. I'm afraid that the affairs of the Qingcheng faction can't be good.

The sweep of spiritual power just now was simply terrifying!

Obviously, I haven't seen him for five years, Zhang Weidong's strength has reached a stronger point, and no one knows how deep the road is.

Zhang Weidong nodded slightly, and then saw that Tang Zhiwei had nothing to do, and his face was relieved.

As soon as Tang Zhiwei heard Tie Mulong's title, he immediately knew who Lu Dao was, and hurriedly saluted: "Senior Zhang!"

Zhang Weidong nodded slightly, and said to Tie Mulong: "Brother Tie, let's put the old days aside first!

"Come with me!"

Zhang Weidong flashed over, pulled Tang Zhiwei, and the flying sword suddenly rose into the air and headed towards Fang City. Tang Zhiwei was a little overwhelmed, but he didn't dare to move, so he had to listen to Zhang Weidong's mercy.

"Brother Zhang, wait for me!" Tie Mulong saw that the big thing was not second, and he hurriedly followed with the flying sword.

In the market, the crowd is bustling.

Suddenly, two flying swords, one in front and one behind, flew through the air, attracting the attention of everyone below.

"Who is so arrogant? Dare to fly over the city?" "In the sky above the city, no one dares to fly swaggeringly, and they don't do it fast enough.

But today I actually saw this scene.

"Ah, the person behind seems to be the Iron Wood Dragon Ancestor!"

"Who's in front? two people?"

"I don't know!"

It is also true that many people who know Zhang Weidong have died. And now that five years have passed, it's understandable that some people can't remember it for a while. Many more people only hear of its notoriety, but do not know it in person.

In the crowd, Han Yun looked at Zhang Weidong on the flying sword in a daze, his eyes were a little complicated.

It's not that she has any thoughts about Zhang Weidong. But now Zhang Weidong has become stronger again. A monk in the early stage of the ninth layer of qi cultivation actually killed him casually, easily freehand, without any difficulty. Perhaps, in Zhang Weidong's eyes, this elder of the Qingcheng faction may be like an ant.

"Get out of here!" Suddenly, a burst of shouts echoed down from the mountain peak where the ancestors had retreated.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

It seems to be the peak of the ancestors' retreat, right?

PS: I'm sorry. I was really delayed today and couldn't update on time. Now it seems that the first watch in the morning may be three o'clock in the morning?

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