The Hall of Punishment has always acted without paying attention to the rest of the halls, and even the Hall of Prison, which everyone fears, has not much fear. Therefore, the Temple of Punishment is also the most puzzling temple.

The two of them were the apostles and apostles of the House of Punishment.

As soon as he saw the jujube red, he was immediately covered in armor and carrying a giant sword, and he couldn't see his expression clearly under the vicious armor. The knight on the blue-black steed half of the body behind him was also carrying a great sword, and his face was expressionless, but he was not covered with a piece of armor, only a cloth coat. Two horses roared past in front of the two of Jueyuan Palace, but they didn't even glance at Pei Daojun and his son. Sticking to the edge of the big bowl of Fushou Mountain, the two people of the Punishment Hall turned their horses' heads, and the palace envoy Zang Xunzhen nailed a sword in front of Pei Daojun, and a dull and hoarse voice came from under the mask: "If you cross this sword, you will die!"

Pei Daojun's face changed suddenly, and the hands behind him seemed to be able to crush the air in the palms. Pei Hanyang, on the other hand, was more direct, his body was shining with earth, and his fists hanging down his sides sucked out strips of bright yellow vitality from the ground, as if he was struggling to pull his hands out of the quagmire full of gel, and then roared wildly, the yellow-brown armor covered his whole body the moment he ran out, and his side roared and struggled to drill out the shadows of several strange beasts from the void, and went straight with his fist.

The knight on the blue-black horse took off his big sword, and with a finger of his gaze at the sky, there were several cyan sword qi, like a rainstorm that fell from the blue-black clouds when it was not yet raining, and smashed it down, although there were not many of them, but they were full of power. Every wisp of sword qi hit Pei Hanyang's armor, stirring up a ball of electric light, constantly colliding with the bright light emitted by his armor.

As an apostle of the Temple of Punishment, Kui Xiaqing has a deep understanding of Zang Xunzhen's true heritage, and has been practicing "Taiyue" since childhood, and has been practicing "Taiyue" for more than 20 years. The sword momentum of "Taiyue" is dignified, and the moves are calm, but it is more fierce than the sword technique, and it is extremely difficult to practice. This sword technique is extremely slow to enter the realm, and the cultivation is extremely difficult, but each sword is powerful. Its weakness is also obvious, if you don't have a good sword, you will have no sword momentum, and its power will be greatly reduced.

Kui Xiaqing looked at Pei Hanyang, who was going straight to him, and put the sword in front of him, although the sword was still standing still like a big mountain, the person had already jumped off the horse and rushed forward with the sword momentum. Its people are as straight as the mountains, and its momentum seems to open the heavens and the earth. The biggest difference between the swordsmanship of "Taiyue" and other swordsmanship is that the abandonment of the person follows the sword and the sword follows the person. This kind of swordsmanship is extremely dangerous in the fight, but it is exactly the most suitable for the group of monsters who are crazy when they shoot in the Hall of Punishment. Although Kui Xia Qing is not as burly and majestic as Pei Hanyang, he is crazier than him in his bones, this kind of madness makes him despise any armor, especially in the army of the Punishment Hall with frequent conquests, Kui Xia Qing can live to this day and is not dead, and I don't know if it is luck against the sky, or cultivation is high.

Kui Xiaqing jumped off the horse, slashed at the opponent with the big sword with his body, Pei Hanyang turned his fist into a claw, grabbed the big sword with his right hand and went down, smashed the sword with his left hand, and then swept his fist towards Kui Xiaqing's throat. Kui Xia Qing held the sword with both hands, his eyes were wide with anger, and his waist and hips forcefully drove the wide sword out of Pei Hanyang's palm, and he didn't look at the fist that swept over, and slashed straight at his waist. Pei Hanyang took half a step back and let go of the sword blade, and half sideways slammed into the opponent's arms, and the fierce beast on the shoulder armor seemed to be resurrected, and rushed straight to Kui Xia Qing's door. Seeing that Kui Xia Qing thrust the big sword into the ground in front of him, pinched a sword finger and printed it on the sword, the sword qi that hung in the air and did not disperse finally poured down, instantly slashing the strange beasts around Pei Hanyang's body, and took another step forward, pulled out the big sword and slashed it in a semicircle, and Pei Hanyang's half of the shoulder armor was immediately cut off. With Pei Hanyang's character, where can he suffer such a loss, and then he saw a red light, raised his hands high, and smashed it down with a golden sledgehammer on the top of his head. Kui Xia Qing had no choice but to turn around and carry the big sword on his back, and he suffered the hammer hard. There was a loud bang, and the waves of cyan lightning and golden flames instantly overwhelmed the two of them. Kui Xiaqing rushed out a few steps and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. And Pei Hanyang took a few steps back, the armor on his body slowly disappeared like a burning flame, he shook his hands and feet, although his face was pale, he still said proudly: "I just crossed your sword, what are you going to do?

Kui Xia Qing straightened up, put the big sword on his back again, and stood quietly beside the horse without saying a word. Zang Xunzhen heard Pei Hanyang's provocation, let go of his right hand holding the reins and grabbed him in the air. This move made Pei Daojun change color, and with a wave of his sleeves, a crystal curtain wall was erected in front of Pei Hanyang, but a tooth-sore friction sound came, and the crystal turned into powder, and then Pei Hanyang was pinched and lifted up by his neck in the air. And Kui Xia Qing beside Zang Xunzhen was also silently sealed into a crystal, and the cracks on it slowly extended, as long as the cracks were all over the place, the people in it would definitely be broken into thousands of pieces.

"Kui Xiaqing is not my son. ”

"I don't have more than one son Pei Hanyang!"

In the middle of the stalemate, several human words suddenly crashed into it, and their words were frivolous and loose, floating and wavering.

"Oh, hahaha, is it really lively?"

"Hahaha, this slum is really shining today!"

"Your Punishment Hall and Jueyuan Hall have a very positive attitude!"

"What's even more rare is that you guys are very close. ”

As soon as the words fell, two of them turned into five-colored crystal dust and scattered with the wind, and the other two turned into a pile of unrecognizable pieces of meat, and they were all dead in an instant.

"Pei Daojun, Zang Xunzhen, why did you two do this? If you don't give an explanation today, I, Liang Shoupan, will fight hard but I will pull you two backs!"

"Noise!"

"Rubbish!"

As soon as the chief envoy of the pastoral hall arrived, he inexplicably killed four adopted sons, and the palace envoy Liang Shoupan had a gloomy face and was furious, but he tried his best to restrain himself, as long as he added a little more spark, he would explode violently. And Pei Hanyang and Kui Xiaqing also got out of their own ways because of this episode. Pei Hanyang looked resentful, couldn't breathe well, and his face turned purple. Kui Xiaqing stuck his sword on the ground, sat cross-legged at the closing end, and was silent.

"Don't think that if you have the method of Jueyuan in the Jueyuan Palace, you can control the people of the world. Don't forget that Jueyuan is just the beginning, and there are also enlightenment, pulse, moding, and Dahua in the future. How many geniuses are there in this world? Let's just say that this handsome man who is enlightened in Fushou Mountain at the moment has nothing to do with your Jueyuan Palace! A group of gorgeously dressed and shoulder-carrying attendants had just witnessed a bizarre murder that they couldn't understand, and they were all trembling and silent, making this originally imposing guard of honor crooked and funny. This made Liang Shoupan even more annoyed: "These madmen in your Punishment Hall who only want to fight all day long will all die sooner or later, just like those ground rats in the Chunming Palace! Wait, there will be no good end." ”

"You just died a few wild seeds, what's the pity? Do you believe that I found an opportunity to make Liang Jinglong a mummy, so that he can serve you wholeheartedly and stay by your side forever?" Fei Cangnan, the eldest prince who was appointed as the Soul Purifying Envoy and the apostle of the Soul Purification Hall who was embarrassed at the moment, appeared in the scene at some point, and his tone was contemptuous, but this did not make Liang Shoupan jump like thunder, at least on the surface.

But sometimes, just because it's calm doesn't mean it's calm. Liang Shoupan thinks that Liang Jinglong is his only weakness, although he is a complete bastard, but he inexplicably likes this stubborn son the most, probably because the beauty that he once admired, but finally lacked was concentrated on Liang Jinglong. Liang Shoupan really wanted to let his favorite son stay by his side quietly and honestly, and then seriously follow his philosophy of survival and inherit the pastoral palace. But Liang Jinglong did not agree with Liang Shoupan's set, but was truly determined to "shepherd the way and teach it to fish" for the world, which was incompatible with his rogue father, not only publicly criticized his father for being cowering and conservative, but also often overstepping his authority as an apostle and doing the master's thing.

Although Liang Shoupan is vain, he acts directly, and he has no arrogance, whether it is on the street or in the temple, more often than not, he disciplines his son as a father, rather than as the chief envoy of a temple to restrain his subordinates and lackeys. This way of doing things made Liang Shoupan seem to have become the laughing stock of the entire temple, feeling that he had no majesty, weakness and incompetence. From time to time, people use words like "teach Liang Jinglong to be a good son" to make fun of him, and he doesn't care at all.

Fei Cangnan insulted Liang Shoupan because he knew that with Liang Shoupan's character, as long as he reached a cooperation with Jueyuandian, he would not dare to do it. Sure enough, Liang Shoupan just said calmly: "You junior dares to run rampant in front of me, and killing you is just a matter of raising your hand." ”

Fei Cangnan didn't speak, raised his hand and bowed to Pei Daojun and Zang Xunzhen in a proper manner. Pei Daojun bowed slightly, and Zang Xunzhen did not move. Seeing this, Liang Shoupan's face became even more ugly.

Seeing Pei Daojun nodding to himself, Fei Cangnan was overjoyed. He was originally the successor of the Soul Purifier, but after the previous Soul Purifier was killed by Yuan Zhen, he was not inherited, and he didn't know where the inheritance was. If it is not inherited, it is not right. Therefore, in order to be able to correct his name as the successor of the Soul Purifying Envoy, even if the father-killing enemy Yuanzhen reappeared, he could not stop the process of contacting and communicating with the chief envoys of the various temples, and he did not even look around. Compared to paving the way for his succession as the Soul Purifier, killing his father's enemy is not very important. At that time, as two of the three strongest forces, the Jueyuan Hall and the Punishment Hall ignored Fei Cangnan, and now, Pei Daojun nodded to him, at this time and now, he felt that he had finally moved away from a huge obstacle on the road ahead, how could he not be happy?

Different from Fei Cangnan's joy, the two people in the Hall of Punishment sat and stood together, and the two horses were not arrogant or impatient, no one knew what they were thinking in their hearts, but they saw that the two of them had their backs to Fushou Mountain, and the pillar of essence smoke behind them became brighter and brighter, shining on the two people and two horses, dragging out a thick black shadow on the ground, as if drawing a black abyss here, isolating them from the rest. The shadow was like a sharp sword with flat fingers, pointing directly at the people of the temple who had already arrived, as well as the city of Shanzhou that was quietly prostrate on the ground.

And so, silence swept over suddenly.