Feng Ziqing escaped, and Heimu and the others just wanted to set off to chase after them, but were stopped by Li Ruofu.

"Li Xiang, don't you chase after you?" asked Yan Kun on the side.

"Feng Ziqing can't escape, don't worry, tonight is about to end!" Li Ruofu sighed.

Yuan Lang and Hei Mu glanced at each other, and after saluting Li Xiang, Yuan Lang couldn't help but ask, "Will my junior sister really be okay?"

"Well, it's going to be fine. ”

After Li Ruofu replied casually, he sat cross-legged and began to breathe, Yuan Lang and Heimu also sat on the ground to breathe, leaving Yan Kun to protect the Dharma for them.

Feng Ziqing, who was riding a horse on the street, ran wildly all the way, and several forbidden troops guarding the street were knocked away.

"General, the hussar general is here!" Wang Kuo was just about to take a nap on the wall on the side of the street, when the voices of his subordinates suddenly sounded behind him.

"Feng Ziqing, what is he doing here?"

Neighing, the horse's bark gradually approached, Feng Ziqing reined in front of Wang Kuo, holding the three marks and said sharply: "Wang Kuo, escort me out of the city!"

"General, why is this?"

"So much nonsense, just do it, the benefits are indispensable, hurry up!" Feng Ziqing's life hung by a thread, and he was naturally impatient.

"Okay, let's go!" Wang Kuo instructed his subordinates. took more than a dozen people to follow Feng Ziqing to the street.

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Qinglong Street Entrance

"Alas, senior brother, why haven't people come yet!" the fat Ke Li lay directly on the street, counting the stars in the sky and muttered.

Kedao leaned against the wall on the side, yawned, and said slowly, "Who knows!"

The two Taoist priests were lying like this, one leaning, and they were still standing opposite the forbidden army guarding the entrance of Qinglong Street.

Ke Li scratched his head, his upper body talked instantly, and asked the forbidden army opposite, "Is the fight in it finished?"

The few guards of the forbidden army, you look at me, I look at you, no one knows how to answer, so they shook their heads woodenly.

"I ......" Ke Li wanted to speak and stopped, and hurriedly covered his chest with his left hand, pointed to the sky with his right hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and he read silently, Master Zu is above, disciples should not speak rude words, Master Zu is above.

"What's the situation!"

"Your Excellency!"

"Kill those two for me!"

When Wang Kuo saw the two Taoist priests, he was afraid that the matter would be revealed, and he was ready to kill them.

"Wait!" Feng Ziqing stared at Ke Li and Ke Dao, the disciples of the Ethereal Peak above the birthday banquet, and said respectfully: "What are the two Dao Masters doing?"

Ke Li's eyes lit up, and he stood up directly, patting the dust behind him, "You're here, wait for me to die!"

"Haha, I don't know what the two Dao Masters are looking for Feng Mou?" Feng Ziqing was respectful and respectful on the surface, but in his heart he naturally hated these people who stood in the way, but it was better to avoid fighting for now.

Ke Dao Dao robe waved, and came to Ke Li's body. "Take the master's order and kill Feng Ziqing!", he pointed at Feng Ziqing with his left hand, and the wooden sword behind him bounced up and floated beside his left hand.

Wang Kuo's face tensed, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, today he has poured eight lifetimes of mold, and what are the things he encounters!

Feng Ziqing looked up to the sky and laughed, "Kill me, how can a cultivation sect in Ethereal Peak manage the dispute in the world?", after speaking, he raised his gun and pointed it at the two, "Isn't the previous lesson enough?"

Ke Li's fat face was horizontal, and the wooden sword behind him was also out of the sheath, "The matter of my Ethereal Peak is also something you can comment on in vain, Feng Ziqing, you have done a lot of evil in the south of the Yangtze River, and the people under the Ethereal Peak are all crying bitterly, today I will do the right thing for the sky!"

"Wang Kuo, give it to me!" Feng Ziqing shouted at Wang Kuo.

"This ......" Wang Kuo has collapsed quite at this time, and now his position may not be so important to these two sides, but it is a matter of life and death for himself!

That's it, Wang Kuo's feet moved back, and the cold sweat on his forehead was like running water, "Everyone, stand back, close the team!"

It doesn't matter if you don't want this money, it's a big deal to go away and fly high, as long as you don't die, Wang Kuo thought and retreated.

Ke Li covered his stomach and smiled: "Feng Ziqing, now you have no way back." ”

Feng Ziqing's brows were tightly locked, the gun in his hand was quite tight, and he sprinted over with his horse and gun to make a last stand.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, he should be a cultivator who is left and right in the realm. Ke Dao reminded Ke Li, and then walked away from the wall to prepare to raid Feng Ziqing.

Ke Li nodded slightly, leaned forward, and the ordinary wooden sword in his hand flew out like an arrow from a fiery bow.

Feng Ziqing was shocked, quickly raised the white spear, and stabbed at the flying wooden sword, bang!

Ke Li was not idle, the art of imperial objects, among their generation of disciples, naturally reached the point of perfection, the index finger and middle finger of the left hand merged, and the trajectory of the wooden sword was drawn in the air.

The wooden sword really swam like a standable trajectory, and Feng Ziqing had been passively resisting the wooden sword's stabbing again and again.

Ke Dao ran on the wall, and with a wave of his left hand, his wooden sword burst into blue light, floating in the air.

Feng Zi was ruthless, jumped down from his horse, and danced the three-mark Pingtian spear in the air, and a gun sweep had to hit the body of the Kelimu sword, bounce it away.

"Deal with him, be given a chance!" Ke Dao kept approaching, kicked his left foot, his body left the wall, and the sword was in his hand.

Ke Li jumped into the air to catch his wooden sword, placed the wooden sword in front of him, held the sword in his left hand, and attached the sword in his right hand, "Its momentum is like fire!"

Circles of flames burned around Feng Ziqing, and the flames were extremely strong, constantly lingering around him.

Feng Ziqing held his gun, swallowed his saliva, his heart beat violently, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

He smashed the gun directly into the ground, and the rolling waves of air dispersed the flames directly, and he leaped forward, the wind under his feet, moving quickly.

"Senior brother!"

Ke Dao naturally also saw Feng Ziqing's position, and he sneered, "Who dares to stop what I want to do in Ethereal Peak!"

He let out a loud shout, threw the sword in his hand, and smashed it directly in front of Feng Ziqing's escape route.

"Knot!"

The blue qi filled the ground, Feng Ziqing could clearly feel the cold air of this qi, and before he could react, the place where the cold air went had been frozen in ice!

His feet have been locked in a thick layer of ice!

Feng Ziqing poured qi into the tip of the gun and began to smash into the ice, there were already tears in his eyes, it was the fear of death!

"Keli!"

"Got it!" Kerry replied loudly, his left hand as he cast the art of the Imperial Object, and a spitting fire ignited in his heart.

"Ah!" Feng Ziqing looked back at Ke Li, but Dao, his heart was even more desperate, and he began to attack the ice frantically.

"Hurry up!" Ke Dao was controlling the wooden sword he had inserted on the ground with both hands, and because of Feng Ziqing's attack, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Ke Li let out a loud shout and soared into the air, "Blooming fire!", the wooden sword was wrapped in a ball of red flames, breaking through the wind!

Feng Ziqing looked at the flying wooden sword, his eyes were full of fear, how can I die here, I can't die!

"Ahh

Ke Dao spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell directly to the ground, his fist unwillingly slammed to the ground, but he looked up at Ke Li.

Feng Ziqing was about to lift his feet, and the wooden sword pierced directly through his body like a heavy crossbow!

Feng Ziqing slowly looked down at his body, a blood-stained hole in his chest, dripping blood, "cough!", he leaned on the gun, dragging his steps forward step by step.

Wang Tu's hegemony is a dream for him after all.

Ke Li picked up Ke Dao and patted his face, "This is not dead yet, won't it!"

Ke Dao sighed: "It is rumored that people have three souls and seven spirits, which will be dispersed after death, but the previous memories will continue to surface in front of the eyes of the dead, which is called returning to the light!"

"Woo!" Kori shook his head in disgust, and with a flick of his hand, he recalled his wooden sword.

Feng Ziqing walked and walked, but he finally fell.

"Nandou is alive, Beidou is dead! He will definitely die tonight!"

Ke Dao said coldly, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "Three marks are snatched from Pingtian." ”

"Me?" asked Keli, pointing to himself.

"Or me?" the dead fish glared at Ke Li, and then kicked him in the ass.

"Just rely on your seniority to bully me!" Ke Li complained and walked towards Feng Ziqing's corpse, "Now Ethereal Peak is really not as good as a day!"

"Don't talk about it!"

"Senior brother, we all know that there are only five of our generation, the eldest is not in the mountains every day, the second is gone, and the fourth is not sure when it will return to normal. ”

But after hearing this, he also sighed, "The will of heaven cannot be violated." ”

"In other words, although you are not the personal disciple of the head of the sect, senior brother, you still know a little bit about astrology. ”

"It's just a skin, I'm afraid only the head and senior sister have that kind of skill in this world. ”

"Yes. Ke Li was about to reach out and grab the three marks Pingtian to grab it.

Ke Dao's face suddenly changed, just now a ghostly wind blew, making his heart like a knife, and his keen sense of smell alerted him to the fact that someone was coming!

"Be careful!"

Ke Li's eyes were dark, his chest was like a palm print, and the white gun in front of him was nowhere to be seen.

"Poof!" Ke Li spit out a mouthful of blood, that oppressive force he had only felt in his life in the master's body, and he was afraid that it was the strength of the vast realm.

"Boom, the Ethereal Peak is worthy of its name, and I have learned it! This gun will be mine. The man who snatched the gun was gone, leaving only a sentence floating in the air.

"Senior brother, it doesn't matter to you. Ke Li looked back at Ke Dao, clutching his chest.

Ke Dao's face turned pale, he was stunned, shook his head and said, "That person reversed the star position just now, and you almost died!"

"What! How many people in the world can achieve such a transformation?"

Ke Dao said slowly: "Not much, white-clothed sword immortal Li Dabai, Tsing Yi Prime Minister Li Ruofu, Shaolin abbot Yuan Zheng, the master, desert desolate sword An Muxi, I can think of only these five people in the world have reached the vast breaking realm!"