The Tianluo Sect is strong and belongs to one of the top sects of Yunjia Mountain.

There are more than fifty sects like the Black Dragon Sect that belong to it alone.

For these subordinate lower sects, the strength of the Tianluo Sect has a crushing advantage, and even its disciples are significantly stronger than the disciples of the same level of the lower sect.

In the last few decades, there have been almost no major problems with the Tianluo Sect's control over its subordinate sects.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

Thirty years ago, a demonic genius appeared in the Black Dragon Sect, who rose at a comet-like speed and was unrivaled in strength.

In order to maintain the majesty of the upper sect, Tianluo Sect specially sent disciples to collect it under the sect, but he didn't expect to be unable to accept it, and the two sides also started to fight.

That disciple of the Black Dragon Sect was extremely talented, and he defeated a disciple of the Tianluo Sect just by relying on the ordinary exercises of the Black Dragon Sect.

In desperation, the Tianluo Sect sent another core disciple to it, and unexpectedly won the battle, and even struck a blow with all his might, severely damaging it.

Since it cannot be taken under its banner, it must be strangled in the cradle.

This was the result of the discussion among several elders of the Tianluo Sect. But what people didn't expect was that after the man was seriously injured, he actually went deep into the demon beast deep forest to adventure.

When he came out again, not only did he heal from his injuries, but he also comprehended a peculiar technique that could combine physical strength and spiritual power.

The man found the core disciple who had defeated him, and easily defeated him.

Some people say that that person has created a cultivation method that is stronger than the top-grade exercises and comparable to the top-grade exercises, called "Yanhu Jue"!

Zhang Qiang only knows the surface of these things, no matter what the identity of that person is, as long as his exercises are strong, this is enough!

After casting the Yanhu trick, Zhang Qiang's whole person pounced like a fierce tiger, waved his fists, and smashed out of the Lu directly.

Chen Yong's cultivation method is also quite extraordinary, and the "Divine Wind Technique" is also ranked among the top-grade exercises of the Tianluo Sect, which Chen Yong spent a lot of spirit stones to get.

With this exercise, Chen Yong has defeated many powerful opponents.

Looking at Zhang Qiang's bright eyes at this time, Chen Yong felt that his throat was a little dry.

I don't know what the road is, facing the phantom of the tiger, Chen Yong has a feeling of softness under his feet.

This situation will only appear in the face of obvious differences in the level of exercises, but how can this kid in front of him who has just entered the Tianluo Sect have a more powerful technique than the kamikaze technique?

This is impossible!

Chen Yong's heart was horizontal, a touch of evil appeared on his face, and his hands quickly flipped over.

I saw him close his hands in front of him, forming a strange handprint, and then shouted: "The wind and clouds have changed color!"

Although it was only the eighth layer of Qi training, Chen Yong had already touched the ultimate meaning of the Divine Wind Technique, and at this time, he performed the strongest move, and the wind and clouds were surging, and the power was amazing.

"With his talent, he was able to comprehend the kamikaze technique to such an extent, it seems that he has put a lot of effort into cultivation!" The old man on the side looked at Chen Yong with appreciation, feeling a little relieved in his heart.

It is precisely because the disciples of the Tianluo Sect are constantly striving for self-improvement and never being lazy in cultivation that generations of cultivators can go further in the path of cultivation, and the Tianluo Sect can maintain its status today.

But the way he looked at Zhang Qiang was much more complicated.

Just now, he finally remembered a past incident from thirty years ago.

At that time, he was still a qi practitioner, and he had seen the strong methods of the genius of the Black Dragon Sect with his own eyes, and when he thought about it at this time, he still felt palpitations.

"Isn't that Yanhu Jue missing?How did this kid find it?" the old man of Zhuji frowned, revealing a look of doubt.

The Tianluo Sect had sent someone to the Black Dragon Sect to ask for the cultivation method of the Yanhu Technique, but it was not found, and the genius disciple disappeared mysteriously, and after a period of delay, the matter was over.

Unexpectedly, this exercise was hidden in the corner of the Tibetan Gong Pavilion, but after thirty years, it was accidentally discovered by Zhang Qiang.

In the face of Chen Yong's strange methods, Zhang Qiang did not hesitate to fold his arms and shouted: "Hug the tiger and return to the mountain!"

I saw the tiger phantom behind him flash, and he came to Chen Yong in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yong's face showed a hint of determination, and his palms were pushed out violently.

After a loud bang, the smoke and dust billowed from the arena, and the feet shook even more.

The old man frowned, pinched the Dao Duel in his hand, and pointed at the guard formation on the arena.

I saw that the formation that was originally a little unstable flashed and stabilized again.

The smoke and fog on the scene also quieted down.

After seeing the scene on the field, everyone gasped, and even the old man who built the foundation frowned tightly.

"Fortunately, this person has already joined the Tianluo Sect, otherwise, the reputation of my Tianluo Sect will be damaged again!" the old man's expression turned grim, and he couldn't help but think in his heart.

I saw that Zhang Qiang's face was a little pale, and his body retreated a few feet.

On the other side, Chen Yong was even more unbearable, the whole person collapsed more than ten zhang away, and there was a dazzling blood stain at the corner of his mouth.

After a hard encounter with a disciple of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, Chen Yong was actually injured a lot, which had never happened before.

Zhang Qiang patted the dust on his body, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Thank you Chen Daoyou for giving Shangfeng's cave mansion to Zhang!"

Hearing this, Zhao Tianba's faces were difficult to look at.

Originally, they thought that they would win the battle with one blow, but they didn't expect that Chen Yong, who was stronger in cultivation, would also lose, which was something they had never thought about!

This is a good thing, not only did he not take the opponent's cave mansion, but also let Chen Yong lose the cave mansion on the upper peak!

Although most of the spirit stones they seized were handed over to Chen Yong, but with such a humiliation and loss of the cave mansion, who knows if Chen Yong would vent his anger on them?

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianba and the others became apprehensive in their hearts, and began to plan how to face Chen Yong's anger.

The victory and defeat have been decided, and Zhang Qiang looked at the old man who built the foundation inquiringly. The other party is the one who adjudicates the competition, so he will not turn his face and deny it.

"Wait, I haven't lost yet!" Chen Yong gritted his teeth and got up, and Zhang mouthed the next sparkling elixir.

In the previous battle, although he was injured and consumed a lot of spiritual power, he did not lose his combat power, and with the recovery of the elixir, it was not impossible to fight again.

Zhang Qiang looked surprised and looked at Chen Yong deeply.

"Since you don't accept it, I'll beat you until you obey!" Thinking of this, a sinister anger appeared on Zhang Qiang's face.

Chen Yong's face turned grim, and he snorted coldly: "I admit to underestimating you, but this time, I won't give you another chance!"

As he spoke, he slapped one hand at the storage bag on his waist, and a slender object shaped like a long whip flashed out and was tightly held in Chen Yong's hand.

"Spirit Weapon!" Zhang Qiang looked surprised, and then he remembered that he was no longer in the Black Dragon Sect, and he couldn't judge with his previous thinking.

Among the Qi cultivation disciples of the Black Dragon Sect, only Lynch possessed a spiritual weapon. But this is the Tianluo Sect, which is a sect that is a hundred times stronger than the Black Dragon Sect, and it may not be too strange for a Qi cultivation disciple to have a spiritual weapon.

"Chen Yong, you have finally found the spirit weapon you want, not bad, not bad!" The old man of Zhuji smiled, with a look of appreciation, and turned to Zhang Qiang and said: "Boy, the power of the spirit weapon is much stronger than the rune weapon, but it is not something that a qi practitioner can deal with. I think you might as well give up the cave, in case you are injured by a spiritual weapon, it will not be cost-effective!"

"No!"

Clearly understanding that the power of the spirit weapon was much more powerful than the talisman weapon, Zhang Qiang did not dare to underestimate it at all, and with one move, he firmly held the Xiao Yan stick in his hand.

I saw a flash of inspiration, and the small stick skyrocketed and turned into a one-person tall mace.

Zhang Qiang was holding a weapon similar to his own, looking very strange.

"What is this? Obviously it's not a spiritual weapon!" Chen Yong's heart throbbed inexplicably, and he looked at the old man with an inquiring look.

The old man shook his head and sighed, "Your treasure seems to be extraordinary, but since it is not a spiritual weapon, it is a big loss. Among Qi cultivators, there are no treasures that can be compared to spiritual weapons!"

Zhang Qiang's expression remained unchanged, the other party didn't know about Xiao Yan Stick, but he knew that the power of the inconspicuous black wooden stick in Lu Dao's hand was not weaker than that of the spirit weapon.

"Let's make a move!" Zhang Qiang held the small stick and pointed at the other party.

"Hmph, it's you who are looking for death yourself, no wonder me!" Chen Yong shook his hand and danced the long whip spirit weapon impenetrable.

majoring in kamikaze techniques, the speed of the body method is a line faster than others, coupled with the dexterous and fast long whip spirit weapon, Chen Yong at this time can be said to be like a tiger with wings.

The long whip spirit weapon was something that Chen Yong had been looking for for a long time and had spent a lot of money to get it.

He was already known for his speed, and it was precisely this kind of flexible spiritual weapon that he needed, which was the most suitable.

Not only can he give full play to his own strengths, but he can also promote the long whip spirit weapon to exert its super power, which is not an exaggeration to say that it is like a tiger with wings.

Zhang Qiang's expression was solemn, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, knowing that if a person who cultivates the Dao of Lu gets the treasure in his hand, he can completely exert his extraordinary strength.

For example, he has divine powers, and with the help of a small stick, he can fight beyond the ranks. But if other ordinary qi practitioners get the small stick, the gravity of these three hundred catties alone will be difficult to bear, not to mention that it is a weapon against the enemy, but I am afraid that before I can make a move, I will be tied up.

I saw that the long whip in Chen Yong's hand was like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, and it was wrapped around at an extremely tricky angle, Zhang Qiang's expression moved, and the small stick in his hand quickly stirred.

A whirlpool visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared, growing larger and larger with the trajectory of the small stick in Zhang Qiang's hand.

"Stir up the world!" Zhang Qi used the Xiao Yan stick method without hesitation, and the opponent had aura in his hand, and he was not allowed to retain his strength.

He would never allow such a thing as capsizing in the gutter to happen to him.

I saw that the whirlpool quickly grew larger, and in an instant, the long whip was enveloped.

Sensing the bursts of suction from the scene, Zhang Qiang couldn't help frowning.

The opponent's spiritual weapon was swift and sensitive, and under the rapid dance, it left an afterimage, like a group of snakes dancing wildly.

The important thing is that as soon as the little stick enters the range of the long whip, it is like falling into a quagmire, and its speed is restricted, and it becomes slower and slower.

Fortunately, Zhang Qiang has miraculous power, although he has been affected by some influences, but he is still within the scope of bearing.

But at this time, Chen Yong was already complaining in his heart.

The inconspicuous long stick in the other party's hand didn't know what kind of treasure Lu Dao was, and every time he touched it with a long whip, he sensed the power of hundreds of catties.

Even if his body is stronger than the average peer, he still can't bear such a strong coming.

If this continues, his physical strength will be exhausted before his spiritual power is exhausted.

"Fight!" Chen Yong gritted his teeth, ignoring the little spiritual power left in his body, and blessed the divine wind trick on the long whip.

Superimposing exercises on top of the artifact can greatly increase the power of the artifact, and at the same time, the caster's spiritual power will also be rapidly depleted.

Zhang Qiang's eyes froze, and the long whip spirit weapon became faster and faster in his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the center of his eyebrows at an incredible angle.

It seemed that the next moment, the long whip spirit weapon would pierce into his eyebrows, disrupting his sea ......!