Chapter 112: The Wind, It's Not Like This

"Isn't it amazing?"

Yun Hong had a smile on his face, and his gaze swept over the thin purple-robed young man and his two companions.

"Bold. ”

"How daring. The thin purple-robed young man and the other two companions turned pale and glared at Yun Hong.

Daoyou said cautiously. The short-bearded man sitting next to Yun Hong's face changed greatly.

His heart was full of regret.

Originally, he thought that Yun Hong had the hope of entering the Luoxiao Sect, so he wanted to make friends in advance to expand his network, maybe there would be benefits in the future, but he never thought that he would meet a stunned young man.

Actually, in the opinion of the short-bearded man.

It is not a big deal to have a grudge with a few official disciples of the Luoxiao Palace.

Not to mention the territory of other sects, the disciples of the Falling Sky Hall walked in their own territory, and many of them were killed by some scattered spiritual realms.

However, it is also necessary to look at the place according to the occasion!

This is the headquarters of the Falling Sky Temple!

Provoke the official disciples of Luoxiao Hall here, isn't this an old birthday star hanging himself, looking for death?

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, it won't involve you. Yun Hong said quite calmly.

The short-bearded man is bitter in his heart, doesn't it involve me?

Looking at the eyes of the three people in the distance, it seems that they are not involved?

Seeing that Yun Hong was talking and laughing as usual, without a trace of fear, the thin purple-robed young man sitting in the distance was even more angry in his heart.

If Yun Hong was soft, the matter would have been revealed, but Yun Hong had such a posture, where would he put his face?

"It's you who are looking for death, don't blame me. The thin purple-robed young man said secretly, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

Call!

The thin purple-robed young man stood up suddenly.

"Two little loose cultivators, how dare they come here to spread wilderness and not look at the place?" The thin purple-robed young man's eyes stared at Yun Hong, and his voice suddenly became louder: "What are you two doing? You dare to insult my Luoxiao Hall and mock my Dong Clan!"

"What's wrong?"

"Insulting the sect?"

"What's the situation" In the Ten Thousand Spirits Consciousness Realm who watched the battle on the viewing platform, although most of them were casual cultivators, there were also quite a few formal disciples of the sect.

Now that he is in the sect, there is an invisible formation suppression, making it impossible for everyone to use spiritual sense to sweep.

But the thin purple-robed young man got up suddenly, and his voice was so loud that it instantly attracted the attention of many people, and they basically heard the second half of his words.

Suddenly.

On this viewing platform, which was more than a kilometer long, hundreds of spiritual realm cultivators looked at it, and finally their eyes fell on Yun Hong and the short-bearded man.

With the gaze of the thin purple-robed youth, the two loose cultivators naturally referred to Yun Hong and the short-bearded man.

"Senior Brother Dongshang, but those two boys?"

"How dare they insult our sect"

"What a guts. Some of the official disciples of the Luoxiao Hall who came to watch the battle couldn't help but open their mouths in support.

As disciples of the same sect, these official disciples of the Luoxiao Hall naturally stood on the side of the thin purple-robed youth.

Even if you have doubts in your heart, you won't stand up for the two loose cultivators.

"We didn't insult the sect, we just said that the purple-robed man in the field was going to lose. The short-bearded man couldn't help but say.

"Hmph, dare you dare to do it, dare to slander the elite disciples of my sect, it is really bold. The thin purple-robed young man snorted coldly: "I see, you two should go with me to the Punishment Peak!"

The short-bearded man's face changed drastically.

Punishment Peak?

Even if he was a casual cultivator, he had heard of the prestige of this peak.

Under the command of the Luoxiao Palace, there are mainly two courtyards and four peaks.

The Criminal Law Peak not only supervises the interior of the Luoxiao Palace, but also supervises the tens of millions of miles of territory under the control of the Luoxiao Palace, which is fierce and powerful!

He has a spiritual realm, and he is naturally the dominant party in an ordinary small city, but when he enters the Punishment Peak of the Luoxiao Palace, he is not at the mercy of the other party?

What is black can be turned white, and what is white can be dyed black!

"Are you sure you want me to follow you into the Punishment Peak?" Yun Hong calmly looked at the thin purple-robed young man standing not far away.

"What's the matter, you're scared at this time?" the thin purple-robed young man sneered.

"It's late!" The two purple-robed monks who followed on the side also looked at Yun Hong and the short-bearded man with cold eyes.

"Little casual cultivator, since you are lucky enough to come to watch the battle, can't you be honest?"

"Think it's a little place you're staying in?"

"Ridiculous. ”

Some sect disciples on the side spoke, their words were full of coldness, and they seemed to really believe the words of the thin purple-robed youth.

Yun Hong knew in his heart that it seemed that the three people in front of him were planning to use their power to suppress people and completely press the charge of 'insulting the Luoxiao Sect' on the two of them.

Suddenly.

A boiling sound sounded.

When the short-bearded man heard the prestige, he was suddenly shocked and said, "Fellow Daoist, that purple-robed young man really lost!"

"Hmm. Yun Hong nodded slightly, he had expected it.

"What. ”

"He really said it, Senior Brother Dong Yaoyun is an elite disciple, almost ten true legends, and he still lost, what is the origin of the woman in red?"

"Could it really be that he has such a powerful vision?" many Spirit Realm cultivators around him were equally surprised.

This battle is really an upset.

"Hmph, the outcome of the duel is either victory or defeat, this kid is just lucky!" The thin purple-robed young man sneered: "Let's go, follow me to the Punishment Peak, if you are not wrong, I will naturally let you go." ”

said.

With a wave of his hand, the thin purple-robed young man flashed with lightning, and with a swish, he rushed towards Yun Hong and the short-bearded man.

"Binding magic weapon?" The short-bearded man's face changed slightly, and he wanted to flee backwards.

He wasn't too afraid of the magic weapon.

But this is the viewing platform, and if you want to resist, you will inevitably make a big commotion, and then it will be a capital crime.

But he didn't wait for the short-bearded man to act.

"Whew!"

Like a gust of wind drifting by, two purple rope magic weapons that were as fast as lightning were instantly held by a big hand as white as jade!

"Bang la~" The electric light flashed, and the air shook!

But those big hands were like grasping two silk threads, not moving at all, and even the rope magic weapon was difficult to invade between three feet.

I can't break free.

"Fellow Daoist, you!" The short-bearded man looked at this scene in shock, looking at Yun Hong, who seemed to be just grabbing two small snakes casually.

"I said, it's fine. Yun Hong said with a smile.

"This!"

"Receiving the magic weapon with the palm of your flesh, is it a Divine Consciousness Realm monk!"

"No wonder there is no fear. The color of the many immortal cultivators around changed color, and the gaze that looked at Yun Hong was different in an instant.

Even in the Great Thousand Realms, in the Luoxiao Palace, which is famous for its 'One Lineage of the Realm God System', the monks of the Realm God System are extremely rare.

For example, now on the hundred-mile-long viewing platform, among the millions of immortal cultivators, there are enough of them to have the realm of ten thousand spirits.

But the Divine Consciousness Realm monk counted them all in the face.

"Realm God System Cultivator?" The thin purple-robed young man's eyes were also surprised, and a trace of killing intent emerged: "No wonder you are so bold, but don't say that you are a Divine Consciousness Realm cultivator, even if it is a Cave Heaven Realm, you have to bow your head." ”

"Here, it's the world of my Falling Sky Palace!"

The thin purple-robed young man sneered, his voice changed suddenly, with a hint of panic: "Uncle Martial Master, there is a loose cultivator who wants to kill someone!"

The voice of the thin purple-robed young man contained true yuan, with three points of trepidation, and spread in the vast 'Luoxiao Square', directly covering up the other, noisy sounds.

"What's the situation?"

"Sanxiu kills people?"

"It seems like it's really hands-on. ”

"It's a spiritual realm monk, there is something good to see today. ”

Suddenly, there was an uproar, and on the left and right sides of the viewing platform, dozens of floors up and down, hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators looked over.

There was a little excitement in the eyes of countless immortal cultivators who came to watch the battle.

Isn't it just to watch the excitement?

"Boy, your strength is strong, but you dare to do it in the sect headquarters, today, you will shed your skin if you don't die!" The thin purple-robed young man stared at Yun Hong and the short-bearded man with his eyes like a dead man.

"Fellow Daoist, what should I do?" the short-bearded man felt countless eyes from all directions of the viewing platform, and his heart became more and more alarmed.

He really didn't expect it.

In a short period of time, things will get to this point.

"Don't be surprised. Yun Hong said lightly, but his eyes fell on the thin purple-robed young man: "You said I was going to kill you?"

"Okay!" Yun Hong smiled slightly.

Syllable~

Yun Hong's white arm, which was originally just holding two purple ropes, suddenly twitched, and the two purple ropes moved instantly, as if they were Yun Hong's magic weapon, and it was extremely weird, directly piercing through a void.

"Tear and pull~" It's too fast, and this rope is too close.

The thin purple-robed youth and his two companions didn't react at all, and the two purple ropes were already whipped all over the place.

"Peng!"

The heads of the three of them were instantly drawn, and they flew away directly from the whipping, blood splattered, and they fell head-down in the aisle on the side.

Too fast!

From beginning to end, none of the thousands of spirit realms present could see clearly, only a flash of lightning flashed, and the three of them were already heavy to the end, and their heads were covered with blood.

Silence.

The ordinary immortal cultivators in the distance didn't understand, but the spiritual consciousness realm felt a chill in their hearts, and they all looked at Yun Hong in shock.

This kind of method seems simple.

But that terrifying attack speed did not affect the surrounding seats and floors in the slightest, and in the end, it only caused the three of them to fall to the ground without hurting their lives, this meticulous control was like a ghost.

"You ......"

"How could it be. ”

"This!" The three thin purple-robed young men got up, not caring about the blood flowing, just looking at Yun Hong in horror.

Although they are arrogant and arrogant, they are also spiritual realm cultivators, and they have been carefully cultivated by the sect since they were children, and they still have eyesight, so they naturally understand that Yun Hong's action just now represents a design.

Kicked to the iron plate.

This is a man who can really flip their hands and take their lives!

"You say, if I want to kill you, will you still be alive?" Yun Hong said lightly.

There was silence all around, and all the spiritual realms present were shocked and speechless.

"Bold! Dare to commit murder in my sect!" A loud shout suddenly sounded from the sky, and a powerful coercion instantly hit in all directions.

"Wow~"

The dancing storm was unleashed suddenly, and at the same time, cyan flying swords appeared with the wind, each of which was covered with heart-palpitating secret patterns.

The flying swords seemed to turn into a violent wind, and they seemed to merge into the violent wind, scattered in the surrounding world.

For a while, the vast Luoxiao Square was all turned into a world of cyan wind!

This is - the Purple Mansion Realm!

"It's so powerful. ”

"It's ...... In the Purple Mansion Realm, it is the Purple Mansion Monk! It is the Purple Mansion Protector of the Falling Sky Hall who has made a move. "The hundreds of thousands of ordinary immortal cultivators who watched the battle felt the powerful oppression brought by that overwhelming realm, and they all changed color.

But there are also many immortal cultivators with excitement in their eyes.

Even if you live in Luoxiao City, a first-class mansion city, it is very rare to see a Purple Mansion monk make a move!

Immortal cultivators in other areas of the viewing platform only felt part of the coercion.

And facing the highest viewing platform area of the Purple Mansion Realm, thousands of Spiritual Consciousness Realm cultivators changed color in unison.

No particularly strong war fortresses were conducted, no specialized battle formations were formed.

The Spiritual Realm Monk faced the Purple Mansion Monk.

Usually it will only be a one-sided slaughter.

Of course, if the thousands of spirit realms here attack at the same time, the Purple Mansion monks will also retreat, but is it possible?

For a while, there was silence on this viewing platform, and almost all the Spirit Realm monks lowered their heads, not daring to face the anger of the Purple Mansion monks who came down.

"Uncle Martial Arts. ”

"Martial Protector, help!" The eyes of the three thin purple-robed young men suddenly showed hope.

But almost instantly.

The faces of the three of them, as well as the many Spirit Realm cultivators present, changed, and they found that the incomparably powerful Purple Mansion Realm could not invade Yunhong within a radius of ten zhang.

The short-bearded man on the side also stared at Yun Hong blankly.

What kind of monster do you know?

Yun Hong threw the two purple ropes in his hand aside, flew out of the hundred zhang step by step, looked at the depths covered by the wind, and said lightly: "Come out!"

Call!

The wind was howling, and a black-robed man was standing ten miles away, and it was the monk who had presided over the battle just now.

There was a cyan flying sword suspended around him, his eyes stared at Yun Hong, and he said coldly: "How daring, you dare to hurt my sect disciple at the headquarters of my Luoxiao Palace, Purple Mansion Monk?"

"He wronged me first. Yun Hong said lightly.

"Hmph, joke, interfering with my sect's election and hurting my sect's disciples, is it reasonable?" The black-robed man sneered: "I'm in the Falling Sky Palace, it's not a place for you to be rampant, do you go to the Punishment Peak by yourself, or will I accompany you?"

"Is this how you do things in the Falling Sky Palace?" Yun Hong frowned slightly.

"You teach me?" A trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the black-robed man: "If you are restrained, when the matter is clear, I will give you a reason!"

Yun Hong shook his head slightly.

"Looks like you want me to accompany you to the Punishment Peak. A flash of anger flashed in the black-robed man's eyes.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A cyan flying sword instantly turned into a raging wind, whistling through the sky and killing Yun Hong.

"So fast. ”

"Worthy of being a Purple Mansion monk. ”

"Can the green-robed young man stop it?" The faces of many cultivators who were far away from the Spiritual Awareness Realm changed slightly.

"Kill him. ”

"Uncle Martial Arts, kill him. The three thin purple-robed young men were extremely excited, staring at the howling wind.

"This!this!" The short-bearded man standing behind Yun Hong turned pale, too fast, and only a strong wind could kill him.

Only Yunhong is calm.

"Among the Purple Mansion monks, it's not bad. Yun Hong calmly looked at the dozens of fierce winds that were coming.

"It's a pity. ”

"Real wind. Yun Hong shook his head to himself: "It's not like this!"

The next moment.

Yun Hong stepped out again, as if blending into the wind, and instantly shuttled through the more than ten fierce winds that had come to kill.

"I'll teach you!" An ordinary Dao weapon flying sword appeared in Yun Hong's palm.

Crash~

A flash of sword light lit up, like electricity and mist, and even like a breeze, blowing through the ears of the black-robed man and passing through hundreds of miles.

The sword light dissipated.

"Boom~" The originally mighty wind realm directly collapsed.