The technique of [Tornado Qiankun], starting from the phantom of the nine virtual dragons, turns into ice and thunder, like a crescent moon, containing all the targets in front of you.

This in itself is an unreasonable Fawu Tong Mysterious Divine Power, and the gestures and attack range are also unreasonable, at least the other Six Peak disciples can't understand it.

One, it's still confusing, the power of nine consecutive realms is dizzying, you don't even know how to resist, even if you catch one, what should you do with the next eight realms?

At this time, the disciples of the Six Peaks were already exhausted.

"Senior Brother Xin, no!"

The shout was made by Jia Sanquan, and he could naturally see that these nine extremely strange martial arts spells could kill people.

"Senior Brother Xin, the teacher is from the same family, and you can't kill people."

Gongsun Li also forgot to swing her sword, and scolded urgently, she suddenly thought of the thirteen generations of disciples of the Hehuan Holy Sect who had seen from afar in Kunxu City that day, and the three generations of disciples of the Yin Void Triple Sea who had been seen from afar had fled, and she didn't pay attention to it at the time, the scene was too chaotic.

Moreover, at that time, I met a strange Yuanji master passing by, and the disciples of the various sects were confused, and no one reported the specific matter.

Now that I think about it, I just feel incredible, the first time I saw Xin Zhuo, this kid is just an earth immortal, in just one year, he has reached the same realm as himself, and his combat power is so terrifying?

The shouts of the two were almost accompanied by the Nine Dao Fa Wu Tong Youxuan, and it was obviously too late.

At the last moment, the four of Xuantian Peak Sun Changfeng jumped forward, and behind them emitted a rich sword shadow, Vermilion Bird Shadow, Dragon Shadow and Brute Beast Shadow, blocking them alive.

"Bang ......"

First blow, take a step back.

For the second blow, take three steps back.

For the third blow, take five steps back.

……

The seventh blow was already retreating, and the four of them were all pale, their bodies were covered with thunder and frost, numb and sluggish, and they couldn't help but fly out upside down and land heavily on the second-story platform.

Fortunately, more than a hundred Six Peak disciples behind him had already reacted and immediately joined forces to resist.

"Bang!"

In the eighth blow, dozens of people were shaken a few steps away, and terrifying frost and thunder and lightning filled the air.

The wooden cannon from the Mo family was shattered with sawdust.

"Bang!"

In the ninth blow, a full sixty-seven people were forced to the window, and there was no way back, either to die or to escape, so they simply squeezed out of the window together, and fell to the ground "crackling".

One move, nine styles!

Retire four bloodline and divine body geniuses, and shoot away sixty-seven masters of the same realm.

Although there is a suspicion of tricks and sneak attacks, the combat power is strong and the domineering and unreasonable are really shocking.

The entire floor of the True Yang Pagoda was immediately silent.

Jia Sanquan and Gongsun Li looked Xin Zhuo up and down in disbelief, as if they wanted to get to know this little junior brother again.

The only remaining forty or so Liufeng disciples on the opposite side looked at Xin Zhuo deadly, breathing slightly roughly, especially Sun Changfeng and Jiang Xiaoyu, their faces changed from horror to fear, and even brought some resentment.

Before entering the tower, everything was set up, first beat a group of Lingjian Peak disciples, and then the four of them fought Zhao Yizhu alone, and finally drove all the Lingjian Peak disciples out, but how could Lingjian Peak still have such a strange disciple pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Isn't this routine too deep?

Xin Zhuo was silent, just glanced at the positions of everyone, as if he had expected this ending before.

The inside of the tower was full of heat, and there was no idle outside the tower.

Liu Qingfeng has been playing with Song Tianxing, the acting head of the sect, Li Hanzhu, the peak master of Zilin Peak, Zhu Qing, the peak master of Yingyang Peak, and Yu Zhuji, the peak master of Qiluo Peak, of course, only if you look at me, I will look at you, and they will smile and smile.

There are no vulgar mantras of "look at what" and "I'll see what you're doing".

But to tell the truth, Liu Qingfeng is the highest person in the realm under the guidance of the second generation of elders and peak masters who have not yet returned.

When the twelve disciples of Ling Jian Peak were knocked out for the first time and fell to the ground, Liu Qingfeng's face had already sunk, and a person like him could not be happy and angry.

And Song Tianxing and the others obviously had a smile on the corner of their mouths, but they kept a straight face.

Zhu Ji, the main fish of Qiluo Peak, pretended to frown, stroked his hair in a charming manner, and sighed: "You can't fight each other, why do you do it so much?" These twelve people are all disciples of Lingjian Peak, isn't there only eight people in Lingjian Peak? ”

"When they come out, they should be reprimanded to their faces."

Li Hanzhu, the peak master of Zilin Peak, said solemnly angrily.

Liu Qingfeng's face became even more gloomy, looking at the twelve embarrassed disciples under the door, and coldly scolded: "Get out of the way."

The twelve disciples were full of shame, and they wanted to explain but didn't know how to explain, so they had to stand obediently behind the master and the master, looking at their ears and noses.

At this time, the True Yang Pagoda shook slightly, first flying out of seven figures, then six, and then nine, all of them were other six peak disciples, and twenty-two people rolled together.

Song Tianxing and the others glanced at each other, and for a long time, they seemed to have expected it.

However, Liu Qingfeng's face still did not change, he still knew about his disciples, Zhao Yizhu, Gongsun Li, Jia Sanquan and the other four disciples Although their talents were good, if the remaining eight disciples fought against hundreds of other six peaks alone, the situation was not optimistic.

At this time, four more disciples of Lingjian Peak popped out of the tower gate.

Liu Qingfeng simply closed his eyes, and his wife Chu Siniang on the side subconsciously grabbed his hand as a sign of comfort.

"It's a pity, there are still four people left under Senior Brother Liu......" Seven Spirits Peak Peak Master Yu Zhuji shook his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden.

"Ahem......" Song Tianxing and the others hid their smiles with coughs.

Four?

Liu Qingfeng suddenly opened his eyes, he thought of his little disciple, glanced behind him, and asked, "Where is Xin Zhuo?"

It stands to reason that the little disciple has the shallowest background, why has there been sixteen disciples under the sect, and there is no him among them?

A disciple of Ling Jian Peak clenched his fists and said cautiously: "Back to Master, Senior Brother Xin hid in the corner and didn't make a move."

Liu Qingfeng sighed.

The Seven Spirits Peak Peak Lord Yu Zhuji couldn't help but smile and said, "Maybe this person who holds the name of the Sect Throne does have some miracles?"

How do you hear this?

At this moment, the True Yang Tower shook violently, and sixty or seventy people swarmed out of the tower window one after another, surging and embarrassed, and fell in pieces.

"Uh......"

The acting head of the sect, Song Tianxing, paused for a moment.

The main fish of Qiluo Peak, Zhu Ji, and the peak master of Zilin Peak, Li Hanzhu, frowned slightly.

Liu Qingfeng and his wife were also slightly stunned.

Hundreds of elders and disciples of the various peaks who were watching from all directions also looked at each other.

These sixty or seventy people are all other Six Peak disciples, and sixty or seventy people flew out at one time, which had never appeared back then, even if Zhao Yizhu and Jia Sanquan were strong, they couldn't do this, right?

Could it be that something special happened inside? The disciples of each peak no longer joined forces to deal with Lingjian Peak, but divided into two factions to fight each other?

Acting Sect Leader Song Tianxing immediately asked in a cold voice, "Why did so many disciples come out at once?"

The sixty or seventy disciples scolded and stabilized their figures, and a female disciple with apricot eyes and round face immediately said angrily: "Ling Jian Feng is really too deceitful! That face-scowling junior brother, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, waiting for work, performed a strange magic and martial arts, one move and nine styles, and his true qi was ten times stronger than ordinary people!

Repelled Senior Brother Sun Changfeng and Senior Brother Jiang Xiaoyu, and forced us to the window, if it weren't for the disciples and others to dodge in time, I'm afraid that our lives would be gone, how could this be done by the same sect? ”

(End of chapter)