"Qing Yunzi, the national teacher of Liguo, led his disciples to congratulate the establishment of Mingmen......"

In the blink of an eye, the roll call was at the end, Luo Qingyin sighed silently, and was about to get up to speak.

Well, Zi Yunchen has broken his trust again.

She decided that she would never trust him again!

At this moment, a sharp voice sounded: "The Yan clan has sent elders to congratulate them a month ago, why don't you see the Yan clan at the scene today?" ”

The sound of ritual music outside the hall was clearly transmitted into the hall, but the atmosphere in the hall suddenly froze.

Everyone looked sideways, only to see a tall and thin figure appear in front of the door of the main hall, wearing a black robe, but wearing a silver-white mask, with his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, looking like he was looking wrong.

walked a few feet in front of Luo Qingyin in front of everyone, and squinted at her condescendingly: "Lord Luomen, aren't you going to give an explanation?" ”

The people sitting in the main hall were all guests with heads and faces, Zhan Chuan, Sword Casting Immortal, Hua Qianye, Jimo Fengyun, Jimo Tianzhong and others, seeing this situation, they all looked at Luo Qingyin on the main seat.

Luo Qingyin sat upright, his face was as cold as frost, and his eyes were as calm as water, reflecting the golden embroidery of Xuanyi, cold and cold, like an iceberg and a snow peak, no one could touch it.

Looking at the person who came, the corners of Luo Qingyin's lips hooked a cold arc: "May I ask if you are from the Yan clan?" ”

The visitor sneered: "So what? Isn't it? ”

Luo Qingyin said lightly: "Yan Clan Elder Yan Qi did not listen to the advice of this sect, and insisted on entering the Qishi Mountain Range, and the matter of life and death is uncertain, this sect has notified the Yan clan patriarch, if you are a member of the Yan clan and you are sent by the Yan clan patriarch to deal with this matter, please show your identity certificate." ”

The face of the visitor changed slightly.

He is indeed a member of the Yan clan, or a subordinate of Yan Liang, named Yan Sifang.

However, he could not admit it.

Once he admits it, he will fall into Luo Qingyin's trap.

…… Because, Luo Qingyin will ask, since you are the one who dealt with the accident, why didn't you disclose your identity but hide it among ordinary guests before bringing it up now? Why don't you hand over to Mingmen? Don't you care about the life and death of your own people?

Fortunately, Yan Sifang was wearing a mask, and others could not see his expression.

He lifted his chin and said arrogantly, "What if not? ”

Luo Qingyin waved his sleeves and said coldly: "Come on, take it!" ”

Immediately, the people standing by the walls of the main hall rose up.

Yan Sifang pulled out the sword on his waist with a "bang": "A few generals also want to stop me?" ”

The most important reason why he dared to openly find fault in the main hall was that there was no strong person in the Ming Sect.

In the entire main hall, except for Luo Qingyin, Ming Jiu and Shang Jin, there is only one strong man, Ren Xian, and the rest are all military generals or even below the cultivation.

No matter how strong Leng Yuyu is, he can only be the king and hegemon on the list of heavenly generals, and in the eyes of the Wuhou realm, it is nothing.

As soon as his words fell, a black figure flashed.

Rumble!

Yan Sifang was slammed into the center of the main hall.

In the next second, bright red blood spurted out in front of everyone.

"Poof!"

In the hall, everyone's hearts were in shock, and they saw Yan Sifang fall to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, and the silver mask fell off, revealing his true face.

"Elder Ren." Luo Qingyin Shi Ran sat on the throne and said slowly, "Today's ceremony, there is no blood. ”

"Yes, Master!" Ren Xian apologized to her with an expression of "I know I was wrong", and thought of a remedy, "The subordinate immediately asked him to swallow the blood back." ”

After speaking, with a flick of his fingertips, something seemed to fall into Yan Sifang's mouth.

Yan Sifang froze for a moment, and soon his eyes were dilated, and his eyes were no longer looking at people, but at the blood he spat out...... In the midst of everyone's puzzled gaze, he lay on the ground and licked back the blood that he spit out!

The crowd was in an uproar.

"The surname is Luo, you deceive people too much!" Yan Sifang's accomplice Yan Sanxing looked at Yan Sifang in shock, and then his anger surged, "You are in the same stream as the Poison Sect, dare to kill the elders of the Yan Clan, insult my brother, I will not kill you today and swear not to stop!" ”

Tsk, that's too much information!

"The Poison Sect is now called Ten Thousand Poison Building, which belongs to this sect, how can it be said that it is in the same stream?" Luo Qingyin's face was calm, and he said lightly: "Whether the deity kills the elders of the Yan clan or not, it's not up to you to decide." As for your brother, the deity remembers that I did not invite you to come to the ceremony, to come to see off, to see off guests! ”

Yan Sanxing and the three people who came with him immediately jumped out of the crowd and attacked Luo Qingyin with lightning speed.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he knows if there is one.

The four of them are at least the fifth-order cultivators of the Martial Marquis.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for her when they saw the four of them attacking Luo Qingyin at the same time.

However, it is inconvenient for them to make a move.

Once they make a move, Mingmen will not only lose face, but also independence.

In the future, all sects will also pinch the Ming Gate as a soft persimmon.

This test, Mingmen must cross by himself!

The sword light and sword shadow were reflected in the quiet eyes, and Luo Qingyin was still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai like Jiang Taigong, and even the shallow curvature of the corners of his lips did not change a bit.

Seeing that the weapon was about to hit her face, Ren Xian waved his sleeves and stopped the two with one hand, and at the same time, Leng Yuyu, who was standing on the other side of Luo Qingyin, met the weapons of the two and kicked them with a bang!

The moment he raised his legs, the Xuan Qi of Heaven and Earth converged, forming a huge phantom in front of him.

The moment they appeared, the weapons of the two could no longer advance a single point, and the mysterious qi condensed on the weapons was frozen as if it was frozen.

Leng Yuyu curled the corners of her lips and smiled, so ethereal that it was breathtaking.

But in an instant, he kicked over with the phantom of Xuan Qi on his legs!

The two of them only felt a huge force attacking their heads, and at the moment when Leng Yuyu's leg kicked their bodies, the mysterious energy of their bodies seemed to be emptied, and they didn't even have the strength to resist, so they were kicked out of the main hall, uncontrollably crossed the main hall square, and smashed heavily on the mountain wall of a poisonous peak opposite the main peak, leaving two humanoid marks.

The power of a kick is terrifying!

On the main peak hall, there was a dead silence.

Both the host and the guest were stunned by the scene in front of them.

It's violent!

It's so ferocious!

It's amazing!

Is this really the level of the number one on the list of heavenly generals?

This is simply beyond the level of the Martial King, right?

Tang Lu only felt that his scalp was numb for a while, and he suddenly wanted to thank Leng Yuyu for not kicking in the ring......

Leng Yuyu didn't look at them, turned around and walked back to the position where he had been standing, his eyebrows lowered, as if he hadn't kicked the kick just now.

Ren Xian withdrew the hand that stopped Yan Sanxing and the other person, and said with a smile: "Do you know the kindness of this gentleman?" At most, I just told you to swallow back the blood you spit out, but not necessarily for others. ”

Mao Dun Literature