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"Stop, boy arrogant!"

An undoubted majestic voice suddenly came in from outside the Tianjiao Garden.

I saw that in the thousand-meter-high void, there was a strange brilliance flowing, and there was a silver vortex in the space like a sea eye flipping, and then a towering cyan giant hand like a mountain stretched out from it, and the chaos and mist between the five fingers were swirling, the wind and thunder were rolling, and the dense rune beams flickered, and the giant palm carried the momentum of destroying the world and the earth, and directly crushed down towards Tianjiao Garden.

The sword light of the Cold Moon Frost was instantly crushed by this big hand.

"How dare a junior boy be so arrogant?"

The voice sounded again.

The big hand pressed towards Ye Qingyu, and the airflow was agitated, as if the entire cyan sky dome had collapsed, and the space above Mingyue Lake was completely blocked, with Ye Qingyu's strength and state at this time, there was a faint unstoppable momentum.

It's so strong!

"Uncle Shi!"

In despair, Li Qiushui suddenly saw life, and immediately identified the identity of this big hand, his face showed joy, and he exclaimed excitedly.

"It's a shame that I was defeated by a military pawn and went back with me and went into retreat for ten years. ”

The voice seemed to come from tens of millions of miles through the book, containing undoubted majesty, word by word, the sound waves were like the wrath of the sky, rolling up gusts of wind, and the people around them only felt that the sound waves were like drums, shaking the whole body numb, and the power contained in it was unimaginable.

Did it turn out to be the ancestor of the Ziwei Sect?

This is a true martial arts giant.

But-

"Hehe, Elder Cao is really joking, since Ye Houye has already pronounced the verdict on behalf of the Imperial Iron Mouth and made a decision, I think Li Qiushui should not go. ”

Another voice rang out.

The mysterious white-clothed scholar who was originally sitting quietly in the No. 1 Immortal Pavilion suddenly spoke.

He leaned lazily on the big chair in a comfortable posture, raised his head slightly, and on his fair and delicate face, with a faint smile, as if he was telling an irrelevant matter, and there was no intention of making a move, and there was no power fluctuation on his body, just like an ordinary person without Xuangong.

But the cyan wind, thunder, and chaos hand in the void suddenly stopped.

"When children make mistakes, they must always be given a chance to make amends. There was a hint of hesitation in the voice of the old ancestor of the Ziwei Sect, no longer as strong as before, and his tone seemed to be discussing.

But in the No. 1 Immortal Pavilion, the mysterious white-clothed scholar didn't say anything, just sat quietly.

Half a day.

"Alas......"

The old ancestor of the Ziwei Sect let out a long sigh.

The unparalleled Wind Thunder Chaos Mist Great Hand dissipated its might, slowly retracted from the void vortex, and finally disappeared.

It was a direct compromise.

"Ye Houye, the rivers and lakes are far away, no matter how strong a person is, it is impossible to always have the upper hand, the road ahead is long, the person who was out of the limelight one moment may be a pile of dry bones in the wilderness the next moment, Ziwei Sect took a step back today, there will be a period in the future, I hope you must cherish it!"

The last voice of the old ancestor of the Ziwei Sect came from the whirlpool in the void.

Immediately afterward, even the silver void vortex that swirled like a sea eye disappeared completely.

Everyone can hear the naked threat in the last words of the ancestor of the Ziwei Sect.

I don't know why, this martial arts giant who stomped his feet was enough to make the entire empire's martial arts tremble, but just because of the words of the white-clothed scholar of unknown origin, he just hesitated for a moment, and really gave up Li Qiushui, the young martial arts leader that the Ziwei Sect had spent decades cultivating.

Judging from all indications, this old ancestor is obviously not generally afraid of this white-clothed scholar.

It's just that the words he left before leaving obviously counted all his anger on Ye Qingyu.

The rivers and lakes are far away.

It is conceivable that in the future, the revenge of the Ziwei Sect will definitely fall on the body of [Youyan Yiye].

Ye Qingyu smiled indifferently, and did not appreciate this threat.

Feeling the power of the vitality in his body that had begun to gradually decline, Ye Qingyu knew that the power of the 'Three Forbiddens' of the [Infinite Divine Dao] had already begun to fade.

He took a deep breath, looked down, his eyes were cold, and said uncompromisingly: "Li Qiushui, you are one of the few martial arts geniuses of the Imperial Human Race in the past thirty years, I can save your last face, and you can still keep a whole corpse, you can decide for yourself, don't force me to make a move, you can't even keep the last trace of dignity." ”

Li Qiushui's face was desperate.

He didn't expect that even the old ancestor was shocked, but he couldn't save himself.

What kind of person is that mysterious scholar in white, who is so terrifying?

"Ye Qingyu, don't be complacent, set foot on this road, sooner or later you will have such a day, on Huangquan Road, Li Qiushui is waiting for you. ”

After all, he is a generation of geniuses, and he is a man of the year in the imperial martial arts in the last few decades, at the last moment when he knew that he would die, he finally calmed down, and smiled miserably, but it didn't seem to be the panicked gaffe before, looking at Ye Qingyu's eyes, full of resentment and viciousness, leaving a word, suddenly the green tendons of the whole body burst, and blood arrows erupted from the meridians and acupoints, and the vitality in the body gradually cut off.

"Senior Brother Li!"

"Senior brother!"

Several disciples of the Ziwei Sect rushed out and supported Li Qiushui's body that slowly fell down from the sky.

The rabbit died and the fox was sad.

The people of the Jianghu sect on the shore of Mingyue Lake, seeing this scene, couldn't help but feel sad and hesitant in their hearts, Li Qiushui, a big man like an emperor on the martial arts road, finally fell in such a tragic way, and he couldn't even save a life.

"Ye Qingyu, this blood feud, I Ziwei Sect has written it down, although I am only a low-end little disciple, I dare not forget the shame of today, and there will be a good reward in the future. A young Ziwei Sect disciple couldn't help but shout.

He didn't look like he was even twenty years old, trembling and holding Li Qiushui's body.

This young Ziwei Sect disciple was obviously a crazy admirer of Li Qiushui, and his tearful eyes flashed with hatred, and he gritted his teeth.

Several other young Ziwei Sect disciples looked at Ye Qingyu's eyes and were also full of hatred.

Grievances in the rivers and lakes, happy grievances.

Many blood feuds began in this way.

Who remembers who was right and who was wrong at the beginning.

And many people around Mingyue Lake began to worry about these bold Ziwei Sect disciples, judging from the previous scenes, Ye Qingyu's murderous intent was trembling, but all the people in the sect who dared to be presumptuous in front of him were killed mercilessly.

But Ye Qingyu nodded solemnly.

"Okay, no matter when, I will wait for the advice of a few masters, I just hope that your revenge can come above board, if it is still this time the general vicious and vicious innocent people are involved, then under my sword, I don't mind staining blood again. ”

Several young Ziwei Sect disciples were silent.

With red eyes, they carefully cleaned up Li Qiushui's body, wrapped it in a white cloth, respectfully lifted it on their shoulders, gritted their teeth and turned away.

This martial arts alliance is completely over for the Ziwei Sect.

The Dragon and Tiger Sect was even worse.

The dignified Tiger Saint Son Zhao Shanhe was killed in one move, and his bones were gone.

Among the No. 4 Immortal Pavilions.

The Holy Son of the Dragon and Tiger Sect stood quietly in front of the railing of the pavilion, his figure was shrouded in a faint mist, and he couldn't see his expression, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

"It turns out that the [Tiger Saint Desolate Tooth] is just an imitation, no wonder it will be broken directly...... In this way, Zhao Shanhe has not really been recognized by the Tiger Sect, the Tiger Sect is secretive, it is estimated that there is a backhand, this generation of Tiger Saint Son, maybe one bright and one dark is a twin star. ”

The Dragon Saint Son was thoughtful.

Unlike the [Tiger Saint Son] Zhao Shanhe who is high-profile and arrogant in the Jianghu sect world, this Dragon Sect's [Dragon Saint Son] is notoriously mysterious, rarely makes a move, and acts like a divine dragon seeing the beginning and not seeing the end, although the strength is strong, but most of the time it will not participate in the competition for the rivers and lakes, this time the martial arts alliance that came to participate in Tianjiao Garden has surprised many people.

Looking back at the two female concubines who were trembling behind him, he had lost the protection of Zhao Shanhe, these two women were estimated to not be able to stay in the Dragon and Tiger Sect, a trace of pity flashed in the eyes of the [Dragon Saint], he knew some of the stories of these two women, but he could be regarded as a poor person, he was in the rivers and lakes, and he couldn't help himself.

"Let's go. ”

[Dragon Saint Son] urged the formation of the Immortal Pavilion, landed on the ground, and took the two women, walking directly towards the outside of Tianjiao Garden, and the silver mist on his body diffused out, like mist, enveloping him and the two women's figures, and soon disappeared.

"The matter in Youyan Pass, the Dragon and Tiger Sect will give Ye Hou Ye an explanation. ”

The voice of the Dragon Saint Son reverberated in the air.

Ye Qingyu nodded, and did not pursue the other Dragon and Tiger Sect disciples again.

Regarding this [Dragon Saint Son], You Yanjun and Wen Wan have had some investigations, and the final evaluation is quite positive, unlike the [Tiger Saint Son] Zhao Shanhe who is rebellious and crazy and has his own principles.

The Dragon and Tiger Sect is powerful, and it was divided into the Dragon Sect and the Tiger Sect a hundred years ago, although the two factions are one on the surface, but there are also a lot of battles in the secret, so there is no harmony between the Dragon Saint Son and Zhao Shanhe, it is said that what Zhao Shanhe did in Youyan Pass basically has nothing to do with the Dragon Sect, and the [Dragon Saint Son] cannot be restrained.

Therefore, Ye Qingyu didn't think about provoking this mysterious [Dragon Saint Son] again.

Since the [Dragon Saint Son] said that the Dragon and Tiger Sect will give Youyan Jun an explanation for this matter, then it's okay.

It is rumored that the [Dragon Saint Son] is a promise, but I am afraid that if he goes back this time, the two factions in the Dragon and Tiger Sect will have a bloody struggle, maybe the Dragon Sect has been waiting for a suitable opportunity to suppress the Tiger Sect, and the unification of the Dragon and Tiger Sect may not be, but this is not something that Ye Qingyu cares about.

Things have come to this point, and the general trend of the Tianjiao Garden Martial Arts Alliance has been completely settled-

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