Hengjun Court, don't Tianque.

It has been two months since Jun Yi left Quezhong.

In addition to being a little worried, the Zhongqiang in Que Zhong are more immersed in cultivation, and even a little crazy, they know what they are carrying, and they also know what kind of realm of enemies they will face in the future, so they can't tolerate the slightest relaxation.

Even if they don't play for Jun, in order for them to survive on the battlefield, they have to cultivate to a great extent.

Especially the children of the Jun family are even harder, gritting their teeth and cultivating one by one, if they don't reach the limit, they will never rest, and under the strong pressure, several family disciples have also made a lot of breakthroughs.

If you work hard now, you will have more hope in the future.

"Boom!"

On this day, the mountain behind Beitianque, which was originally a place of mist and mountains, poured out endless darkness with a huge roar, and several surrounding peaks were swallowed up.

"Snort..."

Almost at the same time, several wind-breaking sounds resounded in the sky, bursts of terrifying coercion spread, and several figures stood in the sky, staring at the vision below, it was Mo Yiqian and the others.

"This place should be a place of retreat, right?"

In the sky, Bai Moche's eyes flickered, looking at the darkness in front of him, he couldn't help but be amazed, he couldn't even spy deep with his Martial King peak realm, and he couldn't help but be curious about the calamity.

"It's indeed the place where the Woe Cangsheng retreat is, and it seems that he is about to break through. ”

Mo Yiqian nodded, he was very clear about the situation represented by the abnormality in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel some joy in his heart, so that Bei Tianque's strength had been improved again, it was really good news.

But then, everyone's eyes were all stared, and they all turned around and looked at the gate where they were, only to hear an arrogant voice come coldly: "Don't be the lord of Tianque, come and listen to the order." ”

............

Hengjun Court, don't Tianque.

In front of the dense smoke clouds in the que, there were several figures standing in the air, their sleeves and robes facing the wind, all of them expressionless, looking at the door indifferently, and there was still a little gloomy gaze in their eyes.

"Hey, there's a good show, but I didn't expect the people from Qimu Villa and Bafangmen to come together?

"What's this? The background of Bei Tianque is extraordinary, and there are also strong people in the middle, and they can't take advantage of it, so I'm afraid that they will return again. ”

In the distant forest, countless warriors hid in it and whispered, some people gloated, and some people opened their mouths to refute, and the two sides insisted on their own words, but they were also noisy.

Naturally, there are also martial artists who can see it thoroughly, motioning everyone to observe carefully, and said lightly: "Look at their appearance, it is obvious that they are prepared, isn't it the meaning of the Su family?"

"It's also possible, but it's not big, the Su family is a little too busy to take care of themselves, not only has they lost nearly a hundred talented children in the locked city, but now they have to resist the demon plague, and they are already a little tired. ”

"Hey, in this way, I'm afraid that the people of Qimu Villa and Bafangmen are in charge of their own decisions, right?

"This Qimu Villa is different from the Bafang Gate, after all, there is a strong man in the Martial Sect Realm, if that old man makes a move... Tsk, that's interesting. ”

In the forest, with everyone's discussion, more and more possibilities were shaken out, and the essence of Qimu Villa was also revealed.

is also a subsidiary sect of the Su family, Qimu Villa is obviously different from the Bafang Gate, it is a real force with a strong person in the Martial Sect realm, even if it is only the early stage of the Martial Sect, it is not an ordinary force that can resist the provocation.

I think it's also Bafangmen who suffered a loss under Bei Tianque, and I am a little angry, I don't know what price I paid, please move Qimu Villa to make a move, come to find a field, right?

After all, Bafang Gate has killed a few martial kings, and even the door master Ji silently fled in embarrassment, not only hurting his muscles and bones, damaging the foundation, but also making a fool of himself in front of many martial artists, and becoming a laughing stock in the mouths of martial artists all over the world, how could he swallow his anger?

"Hum..."

When everyone was talking lively, I saw the clouds and mist churning in Beitianque, the strange light flowing, and there were bursts of wind breaking from it, and then I saw several figures standing in the sky, surrounded by a terrifying aura, looking directly at the comers.

"Where are the rats, who dare to be presumptuous in front of the gate of other heavens?"

Mo Yiqian took a step forward, the fire in his eyes fluctuated, and there were bursts of blazing and boiling flames circulating around him, exuding a strong power that was comparable to the mid-stage realm of the Martial King.

In the sky, in front of everyone, there was a figure in a white robe and embroidered verdant trees slowly opened his eyes, his eyes swept slightly on Mo Yiqian's body, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a different color, and then he became indifferent, and said coldly: "Let you Lord Que come out to speak, you are not qualified enough." ”

"You are not qualified to see my lord yet. ”

Mo Yiqian's eyes gradually rose, and the black clothes were a little hot, but he just looked at the figure in white and said unceremoniously: "If you have something to say, let it go, if you have nothing to do, get out." ”

"Presumptuous!"

Before the figure could speak, a martial artist from the middle stage of the Martial King realm stepped forward behind him, his face was wide with anger, he looked at Mo Yiqian with murderous intent, and shouted loudly: "This is my Great Elder of Qimu Villa, how dare you be so disrespectful?

The white-clothed figure did not stop the person behind him from speaking, but just stood there quietly looking at Mo Yiqian, but there was a faint cold surging in his eyes.

"Oh, that's ridiculous!"

Mo Yiqian snorted coldly, and said with a sneering look on his face: "What does the Great Elder of Qimu Villa have to do with me Beitianque?

"What did you say?!"

The warrior's face was cold, the long knife in his hand was already in his hand, and the terrifying killing intent around him was cold, and the strength of the middle realm of the martial king was even more undisguised.

It's just that Mo Yiqian didn't pay attention to the martial artist, but continued to say coldly: "Don't say what the great elder of Qimu Villa is, it's that the owner of Qimu Villa is here, and he is not as noble as a dog in my other heavens." "Ninety-four Good Books Network

"Boom!"

Mo Yiqian's voice fell, and the martial king's power on the warrior's body had already exploded, and the anger in his heart was surging out like a volcanic eruption, and the faint green light lingering on the big knife flashing with cold light in his hand seemed to have some vigorous feeling, but in the eyes of everyone, it was amazingly murderous.

The owner of Qimu Villa is not as good as a dog?

"You're really looking for death!"

The warrior roared angrily in his mouth, and with the big knife in his hand, he galloped away directly, and the awe-inspiring killing machine wrapped the cold light on the knife and slashed straight down towards Mo Yiqian.

"I don't know. ”

Mo Yiqian raised his eyes slightly, his eyes full of Jin Yan were suddenly covered with a layer of coldness, and seeing the sword power coming, he stretched out his hand unhurriedly and reached out to his waist.

"Zheng..."

Hearing the sound of Jin Ge tearing and grinding, a big knife with a haunting golden mang appeared in Mo Yiqian's hand, which was clearly a scorching flame, but in the eyes of everyone, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

Seeing this, the warrior's eyes shrank, and his heart was cold, but he had already come forward, and there was no way to retreat, and forcibly leaving was just adding shame in front of the world.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, an angry roar came out of his mouth, as if to cheer himself up, and a faint green light slashed away with the big knife, directly taking Mo Yiqian.

The green light on the blade of the knife was entangled, and it was clearly a feeling of vitality, but the power of the sword seemed to swallow the air around it, and it was all dead and cold.

"Burning the sky..."

I saw that Mo Yiqian's body was slightly pressed, and when he opened his mouth slightly, the Jin Yan mad knife in his hand had already slashed out coldly, as if the golden dragon was out of the abyss, roaring all over the sky, and the whole world seemed to be silent, and there was only one knife mark in his eyes.

"Huh..."

Almost instantly, the fire blade and the green light collided together.

"Zheng..."

When the warrior's blade touched Jin Yan, it actually gave birth to a terrible hiss, as if he didn't dare to resist, the warrior's eyes shrank suddenly, his face was colorless with shock, and then Jin Yan swallowed the figure.

"This..."

The warrior in the distance was awe-inspiring when he saw this, he didn't expect Mo Yiqian's sword to be so strong, it was clearly the breath of the early realm of the Martial King, and it was really unbelievable that he could force the martial artist of the middle realm of the Martial King with one blow.

"Look, he's gone!"

At this time, a warrior exclaimed, the eyes in his eyes were full of horror, and then he was slightly stunned, as if he had seen some terrible scene, and couldn't help but tremble: "So ruthless, he... It's going to be wiped out!"

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly looked, and sure enough, Mo Yiqian's figure had disappeared in front of the gate, but it appeared in the place where the sword mark devoured the martial artist.

Mo Yiqian's black robe was facing the wind, his indifferent face was full of ruthless murderous intent, and the Jin Yan Crazy Knife in his hand was even more terrifying, as if it responded to his master's state of mind, and some fanatical excitement overflowed.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, just as Mo Yiqian raised his sword and slashed down, a cold aura came to his face, making him frown, and his arms under his sleeve robe suddenly swelled, and the Dao meridians and blood vessels were full of explosive power like a dragon, and bursts of heavy force roared around his body, bursting out with a terrifying depressing aura.

"Humph!"

Mo Yiqian snorted coldly, and the powerful force gathered the power of Jin Yan's mad knife, and without the slightest hesitation, he slashed down fiercely.

"Bang!"

But the sword came, and instead of a scream tearing it apart, it was replaced by a heavy blow.

The two collided, and the power overflowed, and the boiling flames in the air were suddenly shaken apart, revealing the scene inside.

I saw Mo Yiqian raise his knife and press down, a pitch-black long stick, but it blocked Jin Yan's crazy knife, and the one holding the long stick was the figure in a white robe and embroidered trees.

As for the martial artist, he was held in his hand, his face had already turned pale with fright, and his lips were still a little trembling, he didn't expect that Mo Yiqian would be so strong.

"Interesting. ”

The white-clothed martial artist's face was flat, he just glanced at Mo Yiqian, and when he landed his gaze on Jin Yan's mad knife, he showed a trace of surprise and greed, and said lightly: "Good blade." ”

"Humph!"

Mo Yiqian frowned when he heard this, and with a cold snort, he retreated sideways, and also grabbed Jin Yan's crazy knife in his hand, and stood in front of the door to be careful and vigilant.

Although Mo Yiqian is a little reckless, he is not stunned.

This white-clothed martial artist has a majestic aura and is mighty, which is clearly the strength of the peak realm of the Martial King, and it is not just the peak of the ordinary Martial King, on his body, Mo Yiqian felt a heavy pressure, and his intuition told him that even if he was carrying the Flame Demon, he might not be able to retreat with his whole body, and he might even die.

The white-clothed warrior casually threw the person in his hand out and put it behind him, with a flat expression on his face, as if nothing had happened, and then said slightly: "Since Lord Que is not here, presumably you can also be the master, right?"

After saying that, the white-clothed warrior didn't wait for Mo Yiqian to deny it, so he took out a token and said coldly: "Su Jialing, the demon is in the heavenly domain, and the disaster will affect the world, don't resist it together, don't delay, otherwise..."

"No mercy!"