Inside the opening and closing door, Leng Feng sat aside, looking at Guo Chen, his face was a little indifferent, there were three monks of the same level, and they all had scars, this kind of form is not optimistic, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to complete Guo Yaqian's commission this time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master Guo, I see that all of you are injured, I don't know if it is caused by the Plum Blossom Sect. ”

Leng Feng's words made the three people in the hall fall silent, and after a long time, Guo Chen sighed.

"Don't hide it from Leng Daoyou, it is indeed created by the plum blossom faction. ”

Qihemen had exterminated the sect that was in charge of Meicheng before, as I said before, that battle can be described as the most powerful battle suffered by Qihemen, which can be described as a tragic victory, and it was really because of that time, Qihemen was greatly injured, and Guo Chen and the two monks in the hall were also injured at that time.

I thought that even if I suffered heavy losses, I believed that it would not take long to recover, but God did not fulfill my wish, and in less than a year after defeating that sect, a more powerful plum blossom sect appeared in Meicheng than before.

One mountain is difficult to accommodate two tigers, after a year of intermission, the opening and closing gate is almost recovered, but the background is far inferior to this, called the new force of the plum blossom faction. And at that time, Guo Yaqian was in a half-step contemplation, for the sake of his daughter, Guo Chen repeatedly endured, and all the savings obtained in a year were used on Guo Yaqian, who had high hopes, and finally, a few months later, the breakthrough concentrating lived up to expectations, and the expansion of the Plum Blossom Sect's power was a little excessive, and even stretched out his hand to Jiaohe City.

This also triggered Guo Chen's bottom line, and the friction between the two continued to increase, and then Guo Yaqian bit her teeth and walked towards Liyang Sect alone. But Guo Yaqian came with the good news of entering the Liyang Sect, but there was a piece of news from Meicheng that was extremely unfavorable to the Qihemen, and it could even be said to be bad news.

The eldest son and the second son of the lord of Meicheng entered at the same time, and the sword faction was crossed, and the news was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and Guo Chen, who had no retreat, had no choice but to beg Guo Yaqian.

For a whole hour, Guo Chen said a lot, full of sighs, some were excited, some were angry but more were no regrets, until the last sentence.

"I never regretted killing that sect. ”

The tea in the cup was already cold, Leng Feng picked it up, his spiritual power turned, and the steaming heat rose again, and then he sighed slightly, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"At this time, there were several high-ranking monks in Meicheng. Leng Feng asked in a low voice.

"Like us, three contemplative monks, two late and one mid-stage. Guo Chen immediately replied, and after two hundred years of practice, he could see that Leng Feng was already a little hesitant.

Hearing Guo Chen's words, Leng Feng didn't speak, picked up the tea again, and tasted it gently, quiet, extraordinarily quiet, at this moment, it was a needle on the ground, and it was also crisp.

The tea was gently finished by Leng Feng, and suddenly his eyes were certain, and he put down the cup in his hand.

"Sect master, I'll just say it directly, can the situation of the three of you at this time contain a late-stage monk. Leng Feng stood up and looked at Guo Chen, to know that condensing is not like the imperial realm, a small realm is like an insurmountable moat, Leng Feng in the early stage of condensation, although it is extraordinary, but if you want to deal with the late stage of condensation alone, I am afraid that there is only the choice of defeat. Of course, it is a different matter for those monks who only focused on the realm before. Therefore, it is also common for some monks to die tragically under the lower ranks.

Leng Feng's words silenced the hall again, Guo Chen was very clear about the situation between himself and the sect, and after a long time, he looked at the other two contemplative cultivators.

"Yes. ”

In the early morning, the sky is cloudy, a piece of clouds covers the sun above the nine heavens, the witty silence, hazy in the distance, standing on the tower of Jiaohe City, you can vaguely see Meicheng on the other side of the Jiaohe River.

"It's a cloudy day. Leng Feng couldn't help laughing, feeling very inexplicable.

"yes, I don't know when this sunny day will come. Guo Chen also responded with a smile, but there was bitterness on his smile.

Everyone knows that the silence at this moment is only before the storm. On the top of the castle tower, all the monks of the Gate of Opening and Closing came side by side, and even the monks of the Spirit Realm looked ahead with angry eyes.

"Guo Chen, you really have to carry it to the end. ”

It was a voice of silence, with sarcasm and ridicule in the voice, but more disdain, as if the other party had never been taken into account.

"Ready. ”

Guo Chen shouted loudly, as if he hadn't heard the previous words, and the big drink fell, and the entire Jiaohe City suddenly shone brightly.

Initiating the Great Array

It is created by Guo Chen's ancestor, and it is also the great array of the Protector Sect of the Qihemen, which is in the southern city area, with a soft light, although it is a soft light, but as long as the distance is closer, the burning pain is enough to tear apart the monks of the Void Realm.

"Hmph, it's still the same old routine. The Lord of Plum City snorted with disdain.

"Condensation"

The condensation fell, and a sword of the broad sky suddenly appeared in the void, and the sword body gradually condensed, and thousands of plum blossom disciples, under Jiaohe City, pinched together. The thousand sword intents shattered into the void and converged.

"Seven Meiva Dragon Sword. ”

Guo Chen said in shock, this is a combat skill that has been lost for thousands of years, this combat skill had caused a sensation in the entire sect a thousand years ago, and it is also the famous combat skill of Qimei Zhenren, Dragon Cutting, it is the original reputation of this combat skill, Hanmei falls, and a sword kills the dragon.

Above the sword body, shallow came, and the plum blossoms bloomed in the void, and the chill was very strong.

"It's a bit of a knowledge. The Lord of Plum City snorted coldly, and then with a wave of his arm, the huge sword outline suddenly rushed in, and the surrounding void seemed to be frozen and cracked.

"Could it be that he is the next generation descendant of Qimei Zhenren. ”

Looking at the Lord of Meicheng in the void, Guo Chen was very confident in his heart, and suddenly looked at Leng Feng, who was much younger than himself. But Leng Feng's face was not a trace of worry, but there was still a little smile, although Guo Chen was curious at this moment, his heart was much better than before.

The Qimei Dragon Sword, in the eyes of Leng Feng, a monk who understands the heart of the sword, is very bad, maybe this combat skill is indeed amazing, but at this time, the sword outline in front of him makes Leng Feng can't help but shake his head.

Only have its deeds, not its meaning.

Such a powerful combat skill, being so ruined by them, a trace of inexplicable sorrow came to my heart, I really don't know, what would happen if Qimei Zhenren was here.

The sword silhouette slammed into the Qihe Great Array, and the monk on the tower of the city couldn't help but be shocked, but he didn't hesitate to stand up again, facing the next impact.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" ・・・・・・

The sound of impact continued to come out, slapping Guo Chen's mind fiercely, it was already a stick of incense, and the other two concentrating monks were already a little unable to stand, after all, they knew that if the collision continued, this Qihe Great Array would directly burst.

"Leng Daoyou, look at how this should be. ”

Guo Chen's voice came into Leng Feng's mind, and at this moment, Guo Chen couldn't sink it, although he was panicked, he didn't show the slightest performance, after all, he was the master of the sect.

Leng Feng smiled slightly, looking ahead, although the sword silhouette did not show any decline, Leng Feng knew that it was also the end of the strong crossbow, and the worst result was also to dissipate with this Qihe Great Array.

And so on. ”

There is only one word, a simple reply, which is completely inconsistent with Leng Feng's age at this time.

It was tea time again, and as Leng Feng expected, the Qimei Dragon Sword dissipated together with the Qihe Great Array in the final collision.

With the dissipation of the two major formations, thousands of blood-vomiting sounds superimposed, and the disciples of both sides were counterattacked and had no ability to fight.

"Next, it's up to us. Leng Feng smiled slightly. Walking towards the void, he put his finger in his mouth, and a whistle sounded, and in an instant, the thunder beast that shouted in the city appeared beside Leng Feng.

As Leng Feng walked out, the three Condensing Cultivators of the Qihe Gate also walked out at the same time, and they knew very well in their hearts that this battle was inevitable.

The thunder beast was a little hazy, looking at the monks around him, and the blood in that place, his eyes suddenly froze.

"Didn't Lao Tzu miss something. ”

"That's just a prelude, and the best is yet to come. Leng Feng smiled slightly and walked forward.

The four people and one beast stood side by side, looking at the three contemplations of Meicheng in front of them, and they were silent.

"Just now you rushed into the city wall, it was very loud, but I closed my hearing, and now I want to say something. ”

Looking at the three monks in front of him, the thunder beast became angry, and when he slept soundly before, it was as if a drum was being beaten in his ears.

"Hmph, what did you say?"

The Lord of Meicheng sneered, even if there was Leng Feng again, he didn't care about it.

"Say, you listen. The thunderbeast was furious, followed by another shout.

"Early in the morning, hit your grandma. ”

As soon as the words fell, time seemed to stop, and after two breaths, there was a loud laugh from the disciples of the Qihe Sect on Jiaohe City, and even those Meicheng disciples couldn't help but laugh a lot.

At this moment, the Lord of Meicheng was very gloomy, and his eyes burst out with murderous intent, looking at the thunder beast, as if he had already put it to death.

"He's over to you. ”

Leng Feng slapped the thunder beast and immediately attacked and killed the monk in the middle stage of contemplation, and at the moment when Leng Feng made a move, Guo Chen and the other two concentrating monks approached the other late stage of contemplation.

Although Guo Chen's cultivation is not low, the old illness and new injuries are very disadvantaged, and the three of them can contain a good contemplation in the late stage, which is already very reluctant.

"I knew it wasn't good for you kid to call me. The thunder beast scolded and fled in an instant, and the lord of Meicheng at this time was chasing after the thunder beast.

The previous humiliation, he no longer knows, how many years he has not suffered, a long sword cold light appeared, shattering the void and cracking the sky, chasing the thunder beast like a dog.

This may be the most tragic one that the thunder beast has ever experienced, thousands of thunderbolts poured down, and they couldn't resist the long sword that split the sky and the earth, at this moment, the sword qi was horizontal, filling the entire void, and thousands of sword qi were close to the thunder beast, if it weren't for the thunder to block it, I am afraid that the thunder beast at this time had already been poked out of several holes.

It can be seen that the lord of this plum city, the hatred of the thunder beast, that is to be killed.

On the other side, Leng Feng also took out the Optimus Euphorbia and fought with the monk in the middle stage of concentrating, at this time, the Diamond Sutra, the Tripitaka Sutra, and the Thousand Refining Decisions, were stimulated to the extreme, because Leng Feng knew that all the chances of victory at this moment were in his own hands, and the longer the time, the more unfavorable it would be for himself.