Looking at the solemnity and seriousness in Zhang Feng's eyes, Mu Qiao'er, who was originally full of confidence, was stunned.

Even a powerful husband is so nervous.

Could it be that the legendary little celestial is really very powerful?

Mu Qiao'er also became solemn for a while: "Pass on my order, and the disciples quickly breathe and prepare to fight." ”

Those Mu Long Peak disciples were also infected by the solemnity of Mu Qiao'er and Zhang Feng, and they nodded one after another.

Gripping the weapon tightly, his eyes full of grief and indignation.

Every bald disciple was full of warlike intent.

It's really too big a blow to the bald head, and all the male disciples in the entire Mulong Peak are bald, and they are dazzling as far as the eye can see, like a discount promotion of boiled eggs.

To tell the truth, these disciples didn't expect to be killed, they worshiped the sect of cultivating immortals, and cultivated for half their lives, but they turned out to be bald one day......

This is completely different from the cultivation I imagined.

In such a sad and angry mood, they urgently need to vent!

Now suddenly a strong enemy is coming, just right!

"I'll be the first one in a minute!"

"Kill him!"

"No, it's too cheap to kill him, we're going to make him bald!"

"Let him feel the sadness and anger in our hearts! We can't just let my Wood Dragon Peak be bald, but also make this chief disciple of Ten Thousand Sword Peak become bald!"

The disciples of Mulong Peak, who were holding back their anger, snorted coldly with gloomy faces.

Zhang Feng: "......"

It's too ruthless.

And just here is the kung fu of speaking.

The little celestial man had a gloomy face and swept towards here from the cliff that had been filled with rubble.

Of course, he knew that the collapse of this mountain peak was the handiwork of the chief disciple of Mulong Peak.

It's just that he doesn't understand it, this Wooden Dragon Peak is obviously a friendly army with his Ten Thousand Sword Peak, and everyone has discussed joining forces to deal with Shangshui Holy Peak.

How could he sleep by himself, this Wooden Dragon Peak suddenly turned back to the water and wanted to bury Wanjian Peak alive?

But none of that matters.

Xiao Tianren smiled at the corner of his mouth, slowly pulled out the flying sword in his hand that could be called an ancient relic with bone carved wood grain, and said with a smile, "The important thing is that the chief of Wood Dragon Peak may be worth my battle." ”

When the little celestial man said this, his footsteps through the mountains and forests paused slightly.

Although his vision was blocked by the mountains and forests, he could already feel that just ahead, there were several auras, one of which was extremely powerful, and it was already the peak of the middle stage of the Yudan, comparable to himself, and he was standing alone in front of the others.

"It seems that this is where the disciples of Wood Dragon Peak gather. ”

The little celestial man waved the long sword in his hand.

A pale white aura roared out from the tip of the sword, and a crescent-like sword light swept out of the air, slashing towards the trees in front of him.

The sword aura is fierce.

Under this sword aura, the mountains, forests, grass and trees that blocked the line of sight in front of him all shattered, and the broken wood flew sideways.

The sword qi swept along the ground like ripples, cutting all the grass and trees on the ground to the roots.

The grass and trees that obstructed the vision shattered, and Xiao Tianren and Mu Qiao'er and others looked at each other directly.

Mu Qiao'er turned to look at Xiao Tianren with a calm face, without a trace of surprise in her eyes.

She has been observing Xiao Tianren's every move through the grass and trees, and naturally she will not be surprised by the way Xiao Tianren appears.

The other disciples of Wood Dragon Peak faced the little celestial people with magic weapons as if they were facing a great enemy.

The atmosphere is tense.

It was silent.

The two waves of people will do it in the next moment.

Xiao Tianren sneered: "Mulong Peak, dare to fight with me!"

However, a moment later......

Xiao Tianren looked at the group of dazzling bald heads in front of him, his sharp eyes were a little confused, and he blinked.

The smile on his face dissipated, and the fighting spirit was not there.

Xiao Tianren scratched his head a little embarrassed and said, "That, senior monks, have you seen a group of Wood Dragon Peak disciples......

Disciple of Mulong Peak: "......"

Mu Qiao'er: "......"

Zhang Feng: "......"

The disciples of Wood Dragon Peak, who were originally like facing a great enemy, were suddenly a little confused.

Mu Qiao'er was also a little confused.

Zhang Feng was also a little confused.

What do you mean?

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Xiao Tianren continued: "Fang is the little path offended, mistaking the high monks for the people of Mulong Peak. ”

"I took the liberty to disturb you, and I would like to invite you monks Haihan. ”

Seeing that Xiao Tianren was not faking at all, the faces of the disciples of Mulong Peak gradually became strange.

They seemed to understand something.

The war intent and anger in his eyes skyrocketed again.

Even the reflection of the bald head seems to be a little more glaring.

Mu Qiao'er coughed and said embarrassedly: "That, little celestial, we are Mulong Peak......"

The little celestial was stunned again.

Looking at the bald army in front of him, Xiao Tianren was a little puzzled.

Are you sure?

This is Wooden Dragon Peak?

Don't think I haven't seen Mulong Peak, how could so many bald heads suddenly appear...... Wait, that's Mu Qiao'er from Mulong Peak who is talking?

This is really Wood Dragon Peak!

Xiao Tianren's face instantly became complicated.

Looking at Mu Longfeng, who was suddenly bald, he didn't understand what was going on.

Wait a minute!

Xiao Tianren's face changed again, why was there a bald head wearing a Water Saint Peak robe standing next to Mu Qiao'er?

I clearly sensed that Mu Qiao'er was standing at the forefront alone!

How did this person suddenly appear here?

"Can you escape my divine sense, this means of suppressing the breath, is it a master?"

"Or is it that Mulong Peak suddenly became bald, is it related to the bald head of Sheung Shui Holy Peak that suddenly appeared?"

Xiao Tianren's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously sensed the breath of this bald head on the spot.

Careful.

Skate on thin ice.

After all, this can be a master of concealment.

But the next moment, Xiao Tianren's face was complicated again.

Person...... It turned out to be an unremarkable Qi refining period?

What the hell is going on?

Xiao Tianren, who has always been smooth, suddenly felt that his thinking was stuck in a quagmire.

It's really too hard to understand the scene in front of me.

Suddenly, all the disciples of Mulongfeng who were bald and had a sudden change in painting style were mediocre bald heads who could escape the induction of their own divine sense.

The little celestial was silent for a long time.

Something suddenly came to mind.

"Mu Qiao'er," the corners of Xiao Tianren's mouth sneered again, and his voice was a little disdainful, "It's in vain that you are the chief of the five peaks!"

"I actually took the disciples of Mulong Peak to join the Buddhist Sect!"

"Where do you put my Wufeng dignity?"

Mu Qiao'er's face was strange, and her voice was complicated: "That, you listen to my explanation......"

"No need to explain!"

Before Mu Qiao'er could finish speaking, Xiao Tianren's cold voice interrupted directly.

A body of sword qi roared out, and the bone sword in his hand shook violently, and the sword aura was clear.

At this moment, the little celestial who was originally just seeking a battle was really a little angry.

After all, he is also the chief of the five peaks.

Seeing that Mulong Peak actually betrayed Wufeng and converted to Buddhism, he was also angry in his heart.

"I can't imagine that even the dignified Mu Long Peak, which is famous in the cultivation realm, has actually converted to the Buddha Gate!" Xiao Tianren slowly raised his sword blade and said coldly to the bald heads in front of him: "Today, I will clean up the portal on behalf of the Five-Colored Patriarch!