After a pillar of incense, there were two half-step-wide solitary peaks outside the Soul Valley, and Yan Wugui stood indifferently on the top of a solitary peak, and he didn't even offer a magic weapon.

I saw that his eyes were slightly closed as if he was recuperating, and in an instant he opened his eyes, his brows furrowed, revealing a little impatience.

At this time, Mo Huaiyang's imperial sword came, belatedly, not because of how slow his imperial sword was, but because he went to the outside of the valley to gather his subordinates and wasted some effort.

"Yo! Sect Master Mo is really prepared, and he has already found a good helper before the duel has even begun! Yan Wugui's words were full of ridicule, and the disdain in his eyes was not hidden.

As soon as these words came out, standing on the high mountain opposite the two peaks, more than ten disciples of the Ink Shadow Sect, a middle-aged man with silver-gray curly hair, swaggered out, raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Sect Master Yan doesn't have to be envious, you can also summon the disciples of the Yan Yue Sect to come!" ”

This scene happened to be seen by Shi Wuji, who came from the Imperial Beast, he didn't want to be too loud, but now it seems that his ally has been provoked by outsiders.

"Humph! The old man looks down on the most to bully the less! Shi Wuji's face was cold, and the eldest disciple Wen Jinyan, who was busy rushing back, beckoned his hand and asked him to lead the disciples of the Ghost Doctor Tomb to come over and watch the battle, so as to build momentum for Yan Wugui.

Wen Jinyan immediately received the order and headed towards the Soul Valley Imperial Sword. The spirit deer under Shi Wuji's crotch also seemed to sense the joy and anger of the owner, and let out a roar of "Yo Yo" from his mouth, as if responding to the owner's emotions.

"Little Five, don't be rude to Sect Master Yan." When Mo Huaiyang saw that he had left the Soul Valley Lord, he followed without a plan, and immediately waved his hand at the silver-haired man, telling him to retreat and not say more.

"Brother-in-law! If someone is not convinced, call someone over, we can afford to wait! It was the silver-haired man who spoke, he was Mo Huaiyang's brother-in-law and Mo Chengfeng's uncle Feng Xiaowu.

Shi Wuji has always been unaccustomed to the fox and the fake tiger, and the arrogant and domineering person, he immediately said angrily: "Don't be cowardly!" In that case, if you take people to retreat to the bottom of the mountain, do you still need to call people to watch the battle? ”

Seeing that his intentions were exposed in public, Mo Huaiyang immediately defended: "Mo has no such intentions, it is all the cheap and internal style Erniang who is good at advocating, and he has to let her fifth brother follow." ”

Feng Xiaowu didn't think so, and Jiao'er Lang said to Yan Wugui locally: "Yan Wugui, I, Feng Xiaowu, want to meet you today!" ”

Yan Wugui swept away the cold light, looked at the noisy Feng Xiaowu, and replied indifferently: "This seat does not fight with unknown people. ”

At this time, the disciples of the Ghost Doctor Mound have already mastered the magic weapon, although the cultivation of the disciples of the Medicine Sect is generally not high, but with the blessing of the elixir, the disciples whose qualifications are not too bad will reach the exorcism realm, and it is naturally not a problem to walk with the imperial weapon.

They happened to encounter Feng Xiaowu's rather embarrassing scene, and they all laughed, a small Jindan period monk actually shouted at the sect master of the Mahayana realm, it was really a big joke.

"Hahahaha!"

"What a fool!"

Feng Xiaowu was suddenly so angry that his face turned pale, and his green muscles collapsed, "Yan Wugui, don't be complacent, have you heard the saying that arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and one day you will taste the consequences of yourself!" ”

Although the Liangzhou Feng family is not as good as the "Four Great Immortal Gates", it can be regarded as a century-old martial arts family, but it has fallen in the generation of Feng Xiaowu's father.

Feng Xiaowu has four sisters, he is the only male of the younger generation of the Feng family, since Feng Xiaowu was born, the Feng family treats him like a treasure. Naturally, he had never experienced being ridiculed in public, so he vented his anger on Yan Wugui, not caring whether the Ink Shadow Sect and the Feng family offended Yan Yuezong because of this.

"Humph! Then you'll have to live until then! Yan Wugui raised his eyebrows, raised his right hand and was about to wave a palm.

Yesterday, Yan Wugui heard Wang Yuanting say that this person, Feng Xiaowu has recently relied on the support of the Ink Shadow Sect and is rampant and domineering in Sanssouci Town, and today he happened to teach a lesson, this "jumping clown" who does not know the height of the sky.

"Stand down!" Mo Huaiyang flew over first, threw Feng Xiaowu in the mouth, and roared at him to retreat. If Yan Wugui really made a move, that palm hit Feng Xiaowu, he would be half-crippled if he was not dead, how would he explain to the Feng family!

"Brother-in-law......" Feng Xiaowu covered his red and swollen face, although he was aggrieved, he still retreated to the disciples of the Ink Shadow Sect, and Mo Huaiyang's slap woke him up, and he was secretly glad that his life was big.

Mo Huaiyang hurriedly apologized to Yan Wu on behalf of Feng Xiaowu, he arched his hand and said with a smile on his face: "Sect Master Yan is angry, I can't help it!" ”

"Sect Master Mo has a lot of face." Yan Wugui put away his hand boringly, he wanted to teach Feng Xiaowu two times at will, and try to see if Yan Yuezong's exercises had the same effect on people who cultivated physically, but Mo Huaiyang regarded this waste person as a treasure, and he was really disappointed.

Mo Huaiyang saw that Yan Wugui withdrew his hand, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and continued to say words of pleading, for fear that Yan Wugui would regret it: "It's that the cheap one is used to pampering him on weekdays, and the Feng family is a single seedling, and I ask Sect Master Yan to be merciful!" ”

Yan Wugui retracted his eyes like ice, did not pursue it further, and stood with his hands in his hands and smiled contemptuously: "Isn't Sect Master Mo still making a move?" Hey, I'm tired. ”

Yan Wugui yawned as he spoke, his eyes returned to Ji Beichen, and he didn't pay attention to the people of the Ink Shadow Sect anymore. He didn't want to give Mo Huaiyang face, he just wanted to end this sudden duel quickly, so that he could tell Ji Beichen a story in his heart.

Mo Huaiyang gritted his teeth, swallowed the cursed words in his stomach for the sake of Feng Xiao Wusheng, and bowed respectfully: "Please advise." ”

As soon as the words came out, Mo Huaiyang jumped to the half-step lonely peak first, only to see that at the same time as he sacrificed the magic weapon Yan Demon Knife, he silently recited the magic technique of the Ink Shadow Sect in his mouth, and a dark black sword light had already rushed towards Yan Wugui, viciously.

Yan Wugui still looked at Mo Huaiyang with disdain, in his eyes, Mo Huaiyang was no different from Feng Xiaowu, they were all clowns who jumped off the beam without their strength.

Yan Wugui jumped up lightly, dodged Mo Huaiyang's attack in the air, and sacrificed the magic weapon Flame Heavenly Blade to meet the enemy.

A blood-red sword light streaked across the sky, fighting with the dark black sword light, and people really felt two powerful true qis, competing with each other between the two solitary peaks.

Everyone held their breath and watched the rare duel between the two masters, and Shi Wuji naturally would not let Ji Beichen miss it, and had already ordered the disciples in the valley to bring him together.

Shi Wuji saw that Ji Beichen couldn't take his eyes off it, so he asked, "What do you think?" ”

"From the direction of true qi, Sect Master Yan is slightly superior." Ji Beichen replied solemnly, while marveling at the duel between the two masters, in fact, it was the suppression of cultivation and the competition of true qi, obviously there was no suspense for Yan Wugui to win.

Shi Wuji knew that Mo Huaiyang's skills were not as good as others, but he was arrogant, so he asked casually and boringly, but he didn't expect Ji Beichen's answer to be not so simple.

Ordinary monks couldn't hear the direction of the true qi, which made Shi Wuji very pleased, and couldn't help but praise again and again: "It is worthy of being the personal disciple of the real person of Xuhai." ”

Mo Huaiyang saw that the enemy was not good, and began to set up again: "Since Brother Yan retreated, we have never seen each other, and when I see it today, your skills are improving, which can be described as a thousand miles a day." ”

Yan Wugui snorted coldly when he heard this, knowing that Mo Huaiyang wanted to play tricks again, and immediately replied: "You are standing still and have not made any progress. ”

He swung out a sword as he spoke, without any intention of showing mercy to his subordinates, and Mo Huaiyang suddenly lost face in front of his disciples.

"You ......" Mo Huaiyang's face was gloomy and ugly, but at the moment, the situation in Youzhou was unclear, and the head of the Demon Sect was still Yan Yuezong, so he could only forbear to retreat and strive for the opportunity to join forces.

Mo Huaiyang grinded his back molars fiercely, squeezed out an ugly smile, and said with a smile: "It's better to be ashamed, it's better to be ashamed!" Regarding the family affairs of you and me, Brother Yan can think about it. With the ability of you and me, if we join forces to rule the Demon Sect, Huan Qianqiu is not afraid, and it will not be difficult to fight against the Immortal Sect in the future! ”

As soon as these words came out, Ji Beichen, who was watching the battle, began to get nervous, he knew that the Yan Mo family had always had a relationship, if it wasn't for ten years ago, Yan Yueli was afraid that he would have married Mo Chengfeng......

Ten years ago, the Huan Annihilation Sect invaded Youzhou in an attempt to dominate the Xiuzhen Realm, and the Cangxu faction stepped forward to set things right, Yan Yueli's mother Xi Yue was also involved.

Seeing Ji Beichen's eyes gloomy, Shi Wuji knew that he must be a baby kiss who was worried about Yan Yueli and Mo Chengfeng, so he couldn't bear to be relieved: "Don't worry, Sect Master Yan will not violate his principles, let alone sacrifice his precious daughter for the so-called great cause of the Demon Sect!" ”

Ji Beichen smiled bitterly, Yan Wugui was arrogant, if there was no Mo Chengfeng, he would not look down on him, but he still sincerely thanked: "Thank you seniors for your relief." ”

Shi Wuji naturally saw that Ji Beichen was smiling reluctantly, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, presumably Yan Wugui and Ji Beichen didn't say anything good, it must be difficult for this junior. He is relieved of Ji Beichen's conduct, the coming day is long, and there will be a day of regret after Yan Wugui.

"Hahaha!" There was an unruly and unruly sound from the lonely peak, and Mo Huaiyang's words made him laugh wildly, and scolded in his heart: It's been ten years, and Mo Huaiyang has really not grown at all!

More than ten years ago, Feng Erniang was thinking of annexing Yan Yuezong, and made friends with Xi Yue cheekily, and also set up two children's baby kisses. At that time, he saw Mo Huaiyang's thoughts, but he couldn't bear Xi Yue's sadness when he knew the inner situation, so he didn't say anything to her.

Now that ten years have passed, Mo Huaiyang is still trying to annex Yan Yuezong under the guise of this baby kiss, it is really wishful thinking, can he not be treated as a fool!

Yan Wugui smiled, looked at Mo Huaiyang, who had slowed down his moves, and said solemnly: "In this case, the Ink Shadow Sect might as well belong to my Yan Yue Sect first." ”

When Mo Huaiyang heard this, he knew that this matter was difficult to achieve, and he no longer hid his strength, so he directly provoked: "Hahaha, Sect Master Yan is still so fond of joking, today I will meet your "Fengqi Yuandian", this retreat has reached the first level!" ”

"All demons are one!" Mo Huaiyang recited the magic formula, gathered the true qi of his whole body with his right hand, and then swung the Yan Demon Knife in his hand heavily, and the dark black sword light turned into several magic knives, and they all slashed towards Yan Wugui.

"Insect carving skills." Yan Wugui smiled disdainfully, Mo Huaiyang's cultivation was not enough for him to exert all his strength, he only gathered fifty percent of his true qi, and waved his sword to use the eighth "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" of the "Fengqi Yuan Canon".

"Go!"

With Yan Wugui's roar, a long rainbow crossed the sky, and the fire-like sword light turned into a fire phoenix and rushed towards Mo Huaiyang. In an instant, another beam of sword light followed, and then scattered in all directions, following the fire phoenix, like the fire phoenix soaring, and hundreds of birds followed, the magnificent scene was breathtaking.

"Not good!" Mo Huaiyang was shocked, and used the little true qi left in his body to gather into a defensive shield, so that he could resist for a moment. After protecting his body, he quickly sacrificed the magic weapon concealment cloak and put it on his body, and used the dark attribute charm to teleport out of the lonely peak, which was a thrilling escape.

Mo Huaiyang's escape was naturally lost, Yan Wugui didn't expect that Mo Huaiyang didn't have the courage to make this move, and couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "Where is Sect Master Mo going?" ”

At this time, Mo Huaiyang, wearing hidden clothes, had already arrived outside the Soul Valley, and he used the Demon Sect's "Thousands of Miles of Transmission" to spread the word: "I didn't expect that Brother Yan's "Fengqi Yuandian" has reached the eighth level, and I will ask for that new cup of tea to drink another day." ”

As soon as the people of the Ink Shadow Sect heard that the sect master had left directly, their faces were ugly, and they left with their weapons in a gloomy manner, leaving only the people who left the Soul Valley, and they all clapped their hands triumphantly.

Yan Wugui saw that Mo Huaiyang ran away directly, but he was happy, and he happened to have something to do, so he also replied with "Thousands of Miles of Voice": "Sect Master Mo is gone, and this seat will not be sent." ”