"You...... You're dead!"

On weekdays, the Four Vajra and Yan Feng's disciples fought, and Yan Feng's disciples closed the door and ran wildly in the Fire God Temple. When were they humiliated in public?

I saw that his ninth-level psychological pressure was released, and the ferocious pressure was pressed on Xuanqing.

The masses sighed secretly, these two people are both as young and vigorous, but neither the city government nor the hearts of the martyrs are as good as Xuanqing.

On the contrary, Xuan Qing was not as good as Xuan Qing, but even the disciples of the Fire Spirit Hall did not take commonplace words seriously due to the limitation of blood.

Xuanqing had never succumbed to the pressure of the fifth-level spirit and martial arts. Would he be afraid of the explosive power of the ninth-level spiritual master and the seedlings in his body to resist perfectly?

But Yan Feng didn't stop her. Xuan Qing had used her to vent her anger before, but she couldn't scold her. At this time, he asked Siliang to teach Xuanqing a lesson. By the way, he also wanted to see what he was capable of.

Hong Kong Lee smiled cruelly and said, "You're dead"

Later, he rushed out and kicked Xuan Qing's head, which was much more powerful than he thought.

Xuan Qing's reaction was very fast, and he felt that Si Gong's martyr was not as fierce as Sun Yingjie.

Later, she realized that Yan Feng wanted to get off the horse.

He took a few steps back. His mental strength runs fast. The golden light on his right hand sparkled. He grabbed Li Si's ankle and wanted to throw it out.

Wukong was startled, and quickly ran out steadily, shining brightly, stabbing him with a dagger.

On this side, Xuan Qing was very calm and indifferent to the sword that was stabbed.

The reason why people value Xuanqing is because they have blood connections. If they are red-faced, they will not take him too seriously. After all, Sikong Lie was the ninth psychic master.

At that moment, Si Maolie's sword was cut off, and everyone was shocked, thinking that Xuanqing had been cut in half. Yan Feng was very close to her heart. If Xuanqing is killed, she is afraid that she will go crazy.

But before he could get happy, he saw Xuan Qing turn into a shadow and disappear.

Everyone breathed in the cool air, and Yan Feng stared.

"This ...... How fast is this trip to Xuanqing? He's only the eighth psychic!

The detective in the distance couldn't resist wanting to speak directly, but it was the voice of the people.

Yan Feng's sleeves were clenched tightly by a plain fist, and her heart trembled violently, and she couldn't even grasp Xuanqing's shadow.

It has nothing to do with spiritual practice. This is entirely because Xuanqing's technical level is too high.

Gang Li took two steps back and looked around, but found nothing.

At this time, a dazzling light appeared behind Lieutenant Sikong, Xuan Qing, whose claws were in the palm of his right hand, suddenly turned into a golden mang, and directly arrested Lieutenant Sikong.

Skunli was shocked and was captured as soon as he turned around. He immediately felt very shy and panicked.

Yan Feng Mingwu knew here that if he didn't speak out again, he would die.

"Emperor Xuan's people have mercy!"

Xuanqing originally grabbed Wukong's fierce hand and suddenly sat down.

The distance between them was less than an arm, and it took Xuanqing a little effort, and the day of Sikong's martyrdom was approaching.

"Hell GE!"

The dagger fell into Saigon's hand, and cold sweat poured into it.

Xuan Qing stared at God and said, "Give Elder Yan face this time, "If you do this again, you will never forgive me"

When he lowered his hand, Sikong Lie fell to the ground, leaving a dark red fingerprint on his neck and blood running through his fingers.

Hong Kong - Lee's face turned red, his heart trembled, he covered his neck, coughed softly, but he didn't say anything He looked at Xuan Qing in pain.

Yan Feng looked serious and said with a reluctant smile: "Xuanzangzi is a very strong person, he can defeat the nine grandmasters without blood" The younger generation is already very good!"

Xuan Qing smiled, with a young and handsome look, like a boy next door.

Boxing said: "Yan's fallacy praise!" "Since Xia Yu and Lingyun Sect already hold a grudge, can Huo Lingtang still let Xia Yu participate?"

Yan Fengdao said: "Welcome Xuanzong to invest in the sky and come to the Huoling Palace." "Why don't we go now?

Xuan Qing shook his head and said, "From now on, I'm going to the Fire God Temple!"

Yan Feng smiled charmingly, and he was very happy in his heart.

"Okay then! Xuan Gongzi will deal with his own personal affairs and report to the Fire Ridge Hall as soon as possible!

He took out an old man's token, deliberately touched Xuan Qing's hand when he closed it, and then took the person away.

Si Kongli warned him to look at those dark blue eyes, snorted coldly and followed Yan Feng away.

It's just Yan Feng's small actions.

At this time, Xuanganshan's heart was shocked. Xuan Qing had just been promoted to Rank 8 Spiritual Master for a few days. Now that he wants to be promoted again, when is it so easy to practice?

At this time, Xuan Qing put his hand on the dantian, suddenly opened his eyes, and whispered, "Shut up!"

Seeing the blue aura in the training room, he was immediately inhaled.

He immediately raised his eyes, saw Xuan Qianshan's gaze, and smiled slightly.

"You...... Have you been elevated to the ninth pastor?

Xuan Qing nodded and said, "I'm so lucky to be promoted."

Xuanqian Mountain only felt bitter and had half a lifetime of cultivation. However, he is still a spiritual master of the seventh rank. However, Xuanganshan's cultivation was as simple as eating and drinking, and his heart was a little lost.

However, the idea of "Tongxuan Treasure Book" from Shihai made people breathe heavily.

Xuanqing felt the change in his mood and said, "This 'Tongxuanbao Palace' is the highest holy face of the Xuanzong people. "You have to practice your life, and your future achievements are immeasurable!

Although Xuanqing did not reveal his identity, Xuanganshan at this time had already regarded him as the ancestor of the Xuan family. After all, this is a sacred merit that the Xuangan people have lost. Xuanqin can easily take it out, and it is undoubtedly his person, the person of Xuanqian.

Boxing said: "I will practice hard and never live up to the trust that my ancestors have placed on me"

Xuan Ganshan's eyes blinked and said seriously.

Xuan Qing smiled with a sigh of relief and said, "Until then, I need you to do one more thing"

Xuan Qianshan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What did the ancestor say?"

"You go, bring all the leaders of Red Cloud Town to see me!"

Xuan Ganshan took a breath of cool air, a little worried in his heart, but when he thought that Xuan Qing had already repaired, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, in this Hongyun town, no one will be Xuanqing's opponent.

"Okay! I'll do it now!"

Xuan Qianshan is very efficient. In less than an hour, he took care of the affairs entrusted by Xuanqing. However, naturally, the current Xuan family is not the same as in the past.

Xuanqing had been contested by two powerful men in Youzhou before, which made the martial artists in Xiaohongyun Town look at each other. Although there are only Xuanqing and Xuanqing, no one dares to despise them.

Soon, the once desolate Xuanfu was crowded with people. Many small families in the city came with gift bags, and Xuanqian Mountain naturally came. His Xuanzang has now withered. The resources of these families can alleviate the financial difficulties of the Xuan family.