Listening to Elder Mo's cold words, the white-haired old man and the thin old man glanced at each other, and they both saw a hint of incomprehension in each other's eyes.

The meaning of Elder Mo's words was obviously determined to protect his words, and he even did not hesitate to tear his face and fight with them. They were really a little puzzled, this Elder Mo's status and seniority in Qingyun Peak were obviously inferior to middle-aged Confucian students, and even Elder Han was inferior, but why would she rather tear her face with these two people than protect her words?

More importantly, looking at the attitude of the dialect, it is obvious that he does not reject her like he excludes Elder Han, not only does he not exclude her, but there is a faint implication of obedience. It really made them a little incomprehensible, how could Qingyunfeng have two completely different opinions on the matter of dialects. Could it be that there is a secret hidden in this that they don't know?

The middle-aged Confucian student's face was completely gloomy, and after staring at Elder Mo for a moment, he turned his head to look at the gray-clothed old man who had never expressed an opinion on the side.

The gray-clothed old man stood up, walked straight to Elder Mo, and said, "Senior Sister Mo, step aside, don't make this matter too ugly." ”

Elder Mo looked self-deprecating, then shook his head, and a golden vitality quickly emerged from his body, enveloping her and the dialect bag in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Fang Yan, who was being protected by Elder Mo, his expression became a little complicated, and he looked at Elder Mo's back in a daze, his lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Even he himself didn't expect that Elder Mo would actually turn his face with a few Supreme Elders for his sake. What he didn't expect was that she would treat him like this after knowing that she couldn't stay in Qingyun Peak anymore.

For a moment, his heartstrings seemed to have been pulled by something, and suddenly began to churn.

"Alas......" The gray-clothed old man sighed lightly, turned his head to look at Elder Han, and said helplessly: "Senior sister, do you think you can resist the combined attack of me and Senior Brother Han?" Stand down, I really don't want to attack you in front of Lingqing Palace. ”

"No more." Elder Mo shook his head and said, "Unless you seriously injure me, otherwise, there is no possibility. ”

The gray-clothed old man and Elder Han frowned at the same time, and then turned their heads to look at the middle-aged Confucian student.

The middle-aged Confucian had a gloomy face, and after a moment, he nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the two gray-clothed old men sighed again, and then, without seeing him make any movements, a majestic vitality energy suddenly flew out of his hand, quickly spreading towards the surroundings, and then turned into a huge circular energy cover, wrapping all four of them.

And as this circular energy shield unfolded, the four figures inside also became blurred, and they couldn't really see it, and they could only vaguely see the gray-clothed old man and Elder Han dancing their palms.

Not far away, the white-haired old man and the thin old man saw this, their faces changed slightly, and their lips moved, as if they wanted to say something more. But after seeing the gloomy face of the middle-aged Confucian student, they finally swallowed back the words that came to their lips.

They all know that things have come to this point, and it is useless to say anything.

But one thing they know for sure is that dialects must have great value in them, otherwise they would never have acted in front of their own peers.

"Bang bang bang!"

Inside the energy shield, there were bursts of muffled sounds, which made this energy shield tremble.

But the strange thing is that there is a muffled hum inside, but there is no trace of vitality being revealed. Inside the main hall, it was calm as usual. If it weren't for the muffled sound in their ears, I'm afraid no one would have known that a brutal battle was going on here.

The middle-aged Confucian looked at the trembling energy shield with an expressionless face, and his eyes were gloomy.

Opposite him, the eyes of the white-haired old man and the thin old man were also staring at it tightly, and their expressions were a little solemn. They don't know if the dialect will get anything out of him after such a catastrophe.

And beside the thin old man, Han Aya'er's face was already as pale as snow, and her face was full of incredulity. She looked at the energy shield not far in front of her that made her feel great pressure.

She really couldn't understand why Qingyunfeng had to find a way to be alone with Fang Yan since he had agreed to hand over the people.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise in the energy shield, and then, the energy shield also shattered open, and a vague figure rushed out of it in embarrassment, staggering backwards, and barely stabilized its body until it withdrew more than a dozen steps.

The white-haired old man glanced at her, shook his head with a wry smile, and did not show any surprise on his face, as if he had expected this result for a long time.

If Senior Mo could really block the attack of Elder Han and the others, this would surprise him.

"Senior Mo......" Fang Yan looked at Elder Mo who was repelled by Elder Han and the others in a daze, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Senior Sister Mo, I'm offended." The old man in gray also glanced at her a little helplessly, and made a move in front of his fellow disciples in Lingqing Palace, which was really not what he wanted to see. If it weren't for the elixir that Elder Han said, he would definitely not do such a thing.

"That's it, that's it." Elder Mo stared at the few people for a moment, then let out a long sigh and turned around to walk outside.

Although she is not injured now, she also knows that with her own strength, it is impossible to stop the other three people. Rather than stay here and do useless work, it is better to see out of sight.

Elder Han's gloomy face improved slightly, and after snorting coldly, he wanted to grab the dialect and leave.

Fang Yan looked at Elder Mo's back in a daze, motionless, as if he was not at all aware of the impending danger.

"Bang!"

Just as Elder Han's palm was about to grab Fang Yan's arm, a vision suddenly appeared. With only a muffled sound, Elder Han's figure froze strangely in place, and the palm stretched out to Fang Yan also stopped in mid-air.

Fang Yan's body trembled violently, as if he was awakened by this sudden muffled sound, and looked at the palm close in front of him, and his heart was shocked. However, when he saw the expression on Elder Han's face, he was stunned again.

At this time, Elder Han's face was distorted, and his teeth were trembling constantly, as if he was suffering some unbearable pain.

Beside Elder Han, the gray-clothed old man was stunned for a moment, but soon thought of something, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly looked around.

Not only him, but the middle-aged Confucian student's face couldn't see much at this time, and he stood nervously in place, looking a little overwhelmed.

The white-haired old man and the thin old man were stunned, but they quickly understood something, quickly took two steps back, bowed their heads slightly, and a respectful look quickly climbed up their faces.

"The head?" Elder Mo, who was about to walk out of the main hall, was also stunned by this sudden sound, but soon, a look of joy flashed on her face, and she quickly looked around.

Seeing the changes in the faces of the people in front of him, Fang Yan was slightly stunned, and those who didn't know why also looked around.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a breeze sweep across his face, and then, a figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.

"The disciple has seen the master."

"Juniors meet seniors."

Almost at the same time as this figure appeared, several loud voices rang out in the hall.

"The head?" Listening to the voice in his ears, Fang Yan gasped violently, and looked at the figure that appeared in front of him out of thin air in disbelief.

He is the head of Qingyun Peak?

Just as Fang Yan looked at the figure, the figure also glanced back at him.

This is a kind old man.

This is the first impression of the dialect when he sees this person.

The old man had white hair and was dressed in an ordinary cloth suit, which looked a little kind.

Will he be the head of Qingyun Peak?

After seeing this person's face clearly, such a thought couldn't help but emerge from the bottom of Fang Yan's heart. Because, the old man stood in front of him, but he didn't feel the slightest pressure. Not only that, but even if his eyes made contact with the other party, he didn't feel any discomfort. It was as if he was standing in front of him as if he was an ordinary person.

"Master, you're back?" Elder Mo walked quickly to the head of the house, and when she saw Fang Yan still standing in place in a daze, she immediately shouted, "Fang Yan, don't kneel down quickly." ”

Fang Yan was full of excitement, and he withdrew his gaze with some trepidation, and wanted to kneel and salute.

Although it is very likely that he will not be a person from Qingyun Peak immediately, no matter what, he is still a disciple of Qingyun Peak at the moment, and when he sees his own leader, he naturally can't be so rude.

Taking a step back, even if he is no longer a disciple of Qingyun Peak at the moment, he does not dare to have the slightest disrespect when he sees such a mysterious and unpredictable old-timer.

However, a strange scene happened.

Just when Fang Yan wanted to kneel, he suddenly felt an invisible resistance under his feet, which made his knees unable to move at all, and he couldn't kneel down at all.

"How so?" Fang Yan's heart was shocked, and the strength under his feet soared, but he still didn't move.

"Tongues, no presumptuousness." Seeing that Fang Yan was standing still and did not move, Elder Mo was in a hurry, thinking that he did not listen to his own words.

But at this moment, the head of the house waved his hand at her and took his eyes back from Fang Yan.

"Lingqing Palace, you are so bold that you actually trespassed on my Qingyun Peak." The head glanced at the white-haired old man, and his faint words echoed throughout the hall.

"The seniors forgive the sins, and the juniors and others have no intention of offending." The white-haired old man had a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly explained: "The younger generation came here by order. ”

"On orders?" The head of the house spoke in a calm tone, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him, "Whose order is it?" Who gave you the order to dare to break into Qingyun Peak? ”