The young man's face turned white when he saw this, and he didn't do anything hurtful, as for hammering himself to death with such fanfare?

The two fierce beasts knew that they couldn't help, but they still protected their masters for the first time.

Seeing that the arm was about to be smashed down, an old sigh sounded, and the arm that was the first to approach the young man immediately seemed to hit countless sharp blades, shattering inch by inch, and a rickety figure stepped on the arm and walked upward, and dozens of wooden arms around it would be broken with every step.

Wang Quanquan raised his hand and signaled the Yang Dingjun to stop attacking, the other party's cultivation had already surpassed Mahayana, and no matter how fancy it was, it would be in vain in front of him.

The huge statue of Guanyin quickly collapsed and retracted into the body of the Yang Ding army, and Wang Quanquan took a step forward and arched his hand:

"I've seen the old-timers."

"Do you know the old man?" The old man lowered his body and gently brushed his sleeves.

"Back to the predecessors, in the past, when the spiritual gate was opened, the younger generations had witnessed the heroic appearance of the predecessors from afar."

"Poor tongue, no wonder Dingchun's fairy girl will plant a heel in you."

"Seniors can't talk nonsense, it will damage Miss Yang's innocent reputation."

The old man obviously didn't want to gag with him, "Boy, since you have tried your best to lure the old man out, it is not good to leave some price, but do you know that in the old man, you have committed three capital crimes?" ”

Wang Quanquan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, but his attitude was still respectful, "The younger generation would like to hear about it." ”

The old man turned to look to the east and said slowly:

"First, you deceived the entire Yangcang Realm, entered the Spirit Gate as Ziying, and obtained the inheritance and creation of the Holy Spirit; second, tampered with the memory of the Yangcang royal family, and had the audacity to enslave him; Thirdly, and most damnedly, the old man, Ganqiu, was arrested, and now he is dangling in front of the battle with the sword I passed to him. ”

The old man's voice was not loud, but the words smashed into the heart of the young man opposite, and Wang Quanquan subconsciously pressed the spirit quenching sword on his waist, and his heart beat wildly.

He has been in the Yang Cang Realm for a long time, and he has also found a lot of secrets, but he doesn't know that the extraterritorial work that took away Yu Shuang back then is actually the current personal disciple of the head of the Cang Exhaustion Sect.

Wang Quanquan swallowed his saliva, forced out a smile and said:

"Senior's words are inappropriate, you and I are already enemies of the two worlds, aren't it common to deceive, enslave, and kill?"

"It's great that you can think like this, so the old man won't have any burden to kill you."

Before the old man finished speaking, Wang Quanquan was so shocked that he retreated a hundred feet in a row, and just now he could see that the other party was not using sword qi but sword intent.

The sword intent is invisible, and you can kill people as far as you can see, the old guy cultivates in the Mahayana period, isn't killing yourself the same as joking?

The king's authority fled far away for the first time, but the chilling killing force was still accompanied by a maggot like a maggot, and just when he was about to die, a rather majestic voice sounded:

"Chaowen said, you are also a thousand years old, and you can still bully a junior with an old face?"

The killing intent shrouded around the king's authority instantly dissipated into nothingness, and the old man on the opposite side had no intention of making any more moves, and looked at Dongfang Dao:

"Taibai Lao Wang Ba, finally reluctant?"

"If you don't come out, how can you take your shameless life?"

A gray figure squeezed into everyone's field of vision, with white hair hanging down his chest, and an unattainable majesty around his body, it was Taibai, the previous immortal emperor of the Three Immortal Realms.

……

The two old guys, who are almost three thousand years old together, began to abuse each other as soon as they saw each other, and their words were so vulgar that they did not have the appearance of a superior person at all, and the king's authority, who had heard a little about the grievances between the two, was very knowledgeable and retreated to the rear, standing with his apprentice Xia Xiaoyu.

When the disciple saw the master, the first thing he said was not that he cared about his safety, but asked his sweetheart:

"Master, do you know where Ah Liang was assigned?"

Wang Quanquan's original smile immediately drooped.

The scolding war between Chaowendao and Taibai is still not over, if it is placed in the Three Kingdoms, it will definitely be a big drama that does not lose Kong Ming's scolding of Wang Lang, but the two are not scholars, and they don't have a lot of patience.

The contrast between the two of them was too great, so that the monks present did not react for a long time, but the elder of Chixia Peak, Kong Lian, sighed lightly and shook his head.

Wang Quanquan wanted to follow behind to watch the competition between these two kendo masters, but the current situation was grim, and Aconite, as a pioneer, had faintly shown signs of defeat, so he hesitated a little and flew forward to help.

The person who fought against Aconite was named Mao Hong, who was also a well-known sword cultivator, and a Yuli sword in his hand was not stained with blood, and he had a great reputation in the Yang Cang world.

Mao Hong is nearly a thousand years old, and his cultivation has reached half a step Mahayana, which is much higher than the strength of Aconite who has just stepped into the soul, and he also worships famous families, and his swordsmanship attainments are not low, and a set of moves forced Aconite to retreat step by step.

The king's authority stepped into the air, and the momentum could not help but climb on the way, and when he was about to draw his sword, he was kicked on the hilt by Aconite, and the three-inch sword immediately returned to the sheath.

The move was interrupted, and he was almost suffocated with internal injuries, and he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth:

"What the are you doing!?"

"I can handle it myself." Aconite has a calm voice.

"It's better to be hacked to death from the other side."

Wang Quanquan cursed, looking around for a target.

Those who are familiar with each other have equal opponents, Xia Xiaoyu and the three women continue to fight with the young man, Yang Dingjun confronts several extraterritorial soul monks, Li Tiedan and Tang Xin have the most joy, the bow and crossbow in their hands are about to smoke, and the king has nothing to do It is extremely embarrassing.

At this moment, a murmur like a Sanskrit sound sounded, and all the extraterritorial monks were refreshed when they heard the sound, all of them were like being beaten with chicken blood, and their actions were fierce and agile, and the Three Immortal Realms fell into disadvantage for a while.

When I was wondering, the voice of aconite sounded in my head:

"It's a cursed girl, you go deal with her."

Wang Quanquan couldn't help but look embarrassed when he heard this, others said that he really didn't want to fight this curse girl, and in Ziying's memory, that woman was one of the few people who really cared about him.

……

Thousands of miles away from the battlefield, two old men sat on a desolate star, each holding a jar of wine in their hands and looking down.

"Are we really just hiding from the sidelines and watching the show?"

"Otherwise? When it comes to Mahayana cultivation, it is not something that can be killed casually, even if the old man is willing to kill you with all his strength, in the end, he has to be buried with him because of that bullshit balance, why bother? ”

After the old man finished speaking, he took a sip of wine, and he didn't see the appearance of blowing his beard and staring just now, and the two of them were Taibai and Chaowendao.

When people get older, they are easy to be afraid of death, and few young people are enthusiastic, let alone shouting "the head has a big scar", and they have long been familiar with the rules of the two worlds, and now it is just a helpless struggle.

"It seems that your apprentice is about to break through the Mahayana." After a moment of silence, Taibai took the lead in speaking.

Chao Wenwen nodded, "Yang Jie is not yet weak, it seems that this time the old man is asking to give up his position." ”

"In the future, I'm afraid there will really be no one to fight."

The two sighed in unison and fell silent again.

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