"Sect Leader!" Lin Qingxuan was overjoyed, this young man in white was the head of the Three Holy Sects.

"Teach the master, it's all because ...... at this time" Before Lin Qingxuan could finish speaking, the young man in white waved his hand to stop Lin Qingxuan from continuing.

"Yu Tongshan, you said just now, even if I came, would it be the same?" the young man in white looked at the old man with a smile.

The old man snorted coldly: "Feng Bai Yu, do you still want to go against my Mixed Yuan God Sect!"

The name of the Three Holy Sects is Wind White Feather.

Hearing this, Feng Baiyu still seemed to be smiling, but his eyes added a little coldness: "This matter has nothing to do with my Three Holy Sect disciple Lin Qingxuan, Jing Sanqiu was killed by the demon Zhao Ziyi." ”

Some people who had never seen the head of the Three Holy Sects were taken aback, but they didn't expect that the face of the head of the Three Holy Sects would be so young.

"Even so, your disciples of the Three Holy Sects raised fierce beasts and slandered my Divine Sect, and this crime should also be punished!" Yu Tongshan still refused to let go.

"Raising fierce beasts and slandering the Divine Sect? Yu Tongshan, in front of me, don't talk about this kind of thing, you and I know it well, why bother to lie and lie. Wind White Feather sneered.

The old man's eyes became fierce: "Feng Baiyu, are you determined to protect this kid today?"

"Nonsense, my Three Holy Sects don't protect my Three Holy Sect disciples, can it be that I can protect you, an old man?" The young man in white narrowed his eyes slightly, and his essence suddenly appeared.

"Very good, Feng Bai Yu! I see how you protect your disciple!"

Yu Tongshan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and the whole person's momentum rose violently, and his dry palm poked out of his sleeve robe.

"Mixed Yuan Big Mudra!" Feng Bai Yu's eyes had a solemn look: "Look at my Dragon and Tiger Demon Fist!"

As soon as the voice fell, the eyes, mouth, ears, and nose of the wind white feather spewed out milky white clouds, and this milky white cloud gradually formed a huge multicolored cloud bed on the top of the head of the wind white feather.

The wind white feather feather coat and star crown, solemn demeanor, just under the attention of everyone, the whole body suddenly revealed a majestic and noble atmosphere, which is impossible to see.

"Dragon Tiger Demon Fist!"

Feng Bai Yu let out a low shout, his sleeves fluttered, his whole body spirit points opened, Dao power gushed out, and a punch burst out.

Faintly, this fist seemed to turn into a dragon and a tiger, roaring and roaring, and fighting hard with Yu Tongshan's mixed yuan big handprint.

Boom!

The fists and palms met, and a terrifying hurricane of energy poured out from the junction of the fists and palms, and the entire hall began to shake.

"Two, if you want to fight, please change places!" Li Shenfeng stepped on his feet and calmed the hall.

"Okay, you Feng Bai Yu! I haven't seen you for many years, but my cultivation has increased greatly!" Yu Tongshan took a few steps back, then jumped up and jumped out of the hall: "Feng Bai Yu, if you win me today, I will spare you disciples of the Three Holy Sect!"

"A thousand years ago, you were not my opponent, and now, you are not my opponent!" Feng Bai Yu's figure flashed, and he also walked out of the hall.

"Father, do you think I'll win in charge of the church?" Li Wanyue looked out into the distance, but she couldn't see anything clearly.

"How can my Mixed Yuan Divine Sect's peerless knowledge be comparable to a sect with such a background as the Three Holy Sects!" a master of the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect sneered.

Li Shenfeng smiled and shook his head: "The Dragon and Tiger Demon Suppression Fist was just a dragon and tiger great sage's mastery ten thousand years ago, but in the hands of Feng Bai Yu, it blocked the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect's stunt Mixed Yuan Great Handprint. In my opinion, Feng Baiyu's perception of the Tao is better than that of the same mountain. ”

"Then wait and see!" The Mixed Yuan Divine Sect obviously did not approve of Li Shenfeng's words.

When Lin Qingxuan saw the master, his heart was also calm, and he didn't know why, when he saw the master this time, he suddenly remembered Yi Lao.

"The head coach will definitely win!" Lin Qingxuan's eyes were firm.

"They are fighting in the air now, I'm afraid there will be no results for a while, please take a seat!" Li Shenfeng waved to some of the other people of the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect.

Lin Qingxuan and the others also found a random place to sit down at random under Li Wanyue's signal.

"It's okay, don't fight with the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect. Seeing that this matter had been resolved, the guests of the kamikaze trading house were relieved one by one.

Lin Qingxuan sat aside and was silent, if it wasn't for the appearance of the head of the sect today, the consequences would be worrying.

"The Mixed Yuan Divine Sect is actually so domineering, and the entire Western Regions is their hall!" Thinking in his heart, Lin Qingxuan's mind gradually changed.

He suddenly remembered what Yi Lao had said when he was recruiting disciples: "My sword, not to mention sweeping the universe, is enough to determine this great Western Regions!

Touching the black sword left by Yi Lao, Lin Qingxuan suddenly remembered a sentence on the stone pillar of the Sword Grinding Palace: "Borrow my three-foot sword, I will mess with the sky!"

"Can this three-foot sword really stir up the whole world?" Looking at the few people of the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect not far away, Lin Qingxuan's eyes were strange, and he didn't know what to think.

"Choke!" Lin Qingxuan suddenly pulled out the black sword, a cold glow suddenly appeared, and he muttered to himself: "This sword seems to have a story!"

"Boy, what do you want to do?" Seeing Lin Qingxuan suddenly draw his sword, the people of the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect looked at Lin Qingxuan cautiously.

"It's nothing!" As soon as he put the sword away, Lin Qingxuan calmed down, waiting for the result of the battle with Yu Tongshan with the master.

......

"Haha, Yu Tongshan, you have been the same for hundreds of years, and you have all cultivated to the belly of a dog!"

The hearty sound rolled like thunder, reaching everyone's ears.

"The master has won!" Lin Qingxuan's eyes were blazing, staring at the door of the hall.

"This can't be!" Several people from the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect stood up at the same time, also staring at the door, looking incredulous.

This voice is naturally the voice of the wind white feather.

After a while, two figures stepped into the door at the same time, and everyone's eyes kept scanning between the two, trying to see which one would win and which would lose.

Feng Bai Yu walked in front, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, very handsome, but his complexion was a little ruddy, obviously his blood was rolling.

Yu Tongshan's wrinkled old face was gloomy and could drip water, and the robe on his body had several obvious damages, and Yu Tongshan, who had a gloomy face, had not yet sat down, and beckoned to everyone in the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect: "Let's go!"

"Elder Yu walks slowly, and I won't be far away. Li Shenfeng smiled and said to the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect that stepped out of the door.

"Kamikaze merchant baggage Kamikaze, remember to hand over 10 million spars as soon as possible!" Everyone in the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect disappeared in an instant, and coldly left a sentence for Li Shenfeng.

"The Divine Sect of the world, everything is like this. Li Shenfeng's face changed slightly, and the five fingers hidden in his sleeve robe clenched into fists, and then sighed softly: "Shenhai, you go and hand over those 10 million spars to the Mixed Yuan Divine Sect tomorrow." ”

The Son of God died at the hands of the Devil, but the Kamikaze Trading House had to pay 10 million spars, and anyone would be angry.

"Yes. Li Shenhai answered, and retreated with a cadre of Keqing, leaving only Li Shenfeng and the people of the Three Holy Sects in the living room.

"I've seen the Sect Master!" the disciples of the Three Holy Sects gathered their luggage towards the wind and white feathers.

"Well, there's no need to be polite. A smile appeared on Feng Baiyu's young face, and then he said to Li Shenfeng: "Brother Kamikaze, I haven't seen you for many years, let's find a place to catch up." bar. ”

"Brother Bai Yu, please!" Li Shenfeng made a gesture of please, his eyes swept over Lin Qingxuan's body without a trace, and Bai Yu turned away with the wind.

Lin Qingxuan suddenly said like a distant wind white feather: "Thank you for the rescue today, Lin Qingxuan will remember it!"

"Hehe, no. You are already a disciple of my Three Holy Sects, how can I not defend it?Besides, if you make a mistake, how can my junior brother let me go?hehe!" Feng Bai Yu's erratic voice came.

"Senior brother?" Lin Qingxuan frowned: "Do you still have a junior brother in the sect?"

(Thank you to the little monk for saying Mengyangyang's reward!)