In front of Ji's house on Yangchun Road.

The ancients drunkenly held a three-foot Qingfeng condensed by spiritual power, and his body turned into a streamer, stabbing towards the golden plaque on the Zhu Gate of Jifu in a thunderous posture.

The onlookers in the distance exclaimed in surprise when they saw this scene, if the plaque was destroyed, the Ji family would be discredited, and the two white clothes would also be criticized.

"Father. Standing behind the chubby middle-aged man, a handsome young man in green clothes reminded in a low voice.

"You are very anxious, how many times have you told you to be calmer, why do you still ignore my words. The middle-aged man said angrily.

"He's not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry! What's the matter, you really want to join his Ji family?!" The middle-aged man looked back and glared at his son, who was much more numerous than himself in terms of appearance and spiritual cultivation, and said with a scolding.

"Father, what are you talking about? The young man blushed a little and said with a smile.

"This lord, is this your son-in-law?" asked the old man next to him, who had never dared to drink a wine gourd in his hand.

"Not really. The middle-aged man's face was renewed, and he said with a pleasant face, "Old man, don't just hold the wine gourd, but drink it." ”

"Childe is very handsome. The old man gave a thumbs up.

Then he seemed to think of something, and said with emotion: "It is said that the Liu family and the Ji family have been friends for generations, and the contemporary head of the Liu family grew up wearing a pair of pants when he was a child with Ji Qingyun." But now that the Ji family is in trouble, no one in the Liu family has come forward so far. ”

"Hey, I think the head of the Liu family is also an unrighteous person, if I see him, I have to point at his nose and scold him fiercely, is it to leave the brotherhood of the year behind and think about his business. ”

The old man's face was flushed, and he took a sip of wine when he was tired.

The young man behind him scratched his head and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

The middle-aged man suddenly turned his gaze to the side of Ji Mansion, squinted his eyes, the essence in his eyes flashed, and he reminded in a low voice by means of spiritual power condensation: "It's coming." ”

The tip of the three-foot Qingfeng sword in the drunken hand of the ancients was only half an inch away from the gold lacquer plaque, if the blow was successful, the Ji family would be disgraced in the future, exactly the same as their own family many years ago.

The Zhu Gate of the Ji Mansion was opened at some point, and a white robe stood in the air, reaching out his right hand, and two fingers gently clamped the blade of the sword.

The three-foot green blade could no longer advance for half a point.

"Ji Chongru. The ancients were drunk and saw the white-clothed figure blocking in front of him, and his face was gloomy to the extreme.

Xin Liuping saw the white-clothed figure, the corners of his mouth hooked, was he finally willing to show up?

He clenched his fists, the wound in his palm aching.

Wang Youjun hugged his arms around his chest, the fighting spirit in his eyes could not be more obvious, last time he was defeated in front of the Sigui Building because he underestimated the enemy, and he was not convinced if he lost, this time he wanted to make Ji Chongru ruined in front of the public.

He wanted to trample the white-clothed Tanhua of the Ji family under his feet.

Xu Mandu looked at Ji Chongru with a smile on his face, standing suspended in the air, it was really a good means.

Zhao Fuqin rubbed his chin and squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Do you dare to tear down the plaque of my Ji family?" Ji Chongru's eyes were cold, and he spit out word by word.

"Hmph, why don't you dare. The ancients clenched the hilt of their swords drunk, looked at the man who trampled the face of the ancient family under his feet, and said viciously.

"Why don't you dare?" Ji Chongru muttered in his mouth, repeating the drunken words of the ancients.

As soon as the words fell, the strength between Ji Chongru's fingers increased a lot, and a slight crack appeared on the Qingfeng long sword condensed by spiritual power.

The ancients were drunk and wanted to draw their swords and retreat, but the long sword in their hands was so immobile that Ji Chongru was clamped on his fingertips and was firmly imprisoned.

The ancients were so drunk that they immediately abandoned their swords and withdrew.

"Isn't it too late to think of running away?" Ji Chongru sneered playfully.

He grabbed Qing Feng with two fingers in his right hand, and with a grasp of the palm of his left hand, a silver ray swept across and threw it heavily on the drunken waist and abdomen of the ancients.

Then the ancients flew out drunk, and after landing on the ground, the soles of their feet made more than a few feet of long marks on the ground before stabilizing their figures.

"What a drastic tactic. Xu Mandu sighed.

In all fairness, if it were him, he wouldn't be able to avoid the silver ray, and as soon as he thought of this, he looked at the letter leveling standing there as motionless as a mountain, and wondered if he could catch it.

The ancients who stabilized their bodies covered their waists and abdomen drunkenly, and looked up at Ji Chongru, who was already standing in front of the door of Ji Mansion, and the original silver light had turned into a spear and was held in his hand.

Holding it with one hand, the tip of the gun is cold, pointing directly at himself.

"Since I was able to pick you to the ground with one shot, I can still do it now. Ji Chongru shook a spear and said coldly.

The ancients stared at Ji Chongru with drunken eyes, and with a low cry in his throat, the majestic spiritual power in his body erupted, and there were spiritual power vortices converging on the two palms, and the spiritual power pressure of the almost substantial condensation realm emanated from him.

Fortunately, most of them are spiritual cultivators, and a very small number of quenching martial artists can also resist the spiritual pressure, but they are all in cold sweat and pale face below the Gathering Spirit Realm.

And the people who were watching from a distance were affected by this almost substantial spiritual pressure, and they all collapsed to the ground with weak limbs.

The old man standing next to the middle-aged man was affected and his legs staggered, and he was about to collapse on the ground.

A pair of slender and slender palms of fingers supported the old man's body, "Old man, are you okay?"

"Out of the way, out of the way. The old man sighed, turned his head to see the crowd behind him who fell like wheat, and then looked at the father and son standing beside him, and became more and more curious about their identities.

"The villain dares to ask the old man's honorific surname?" said the old man tremblingly.

"The surname is Liu, the name is Canghai, the old man, next to you is a dog, called Liu Qingtian. The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"I am the old man, the one you want to say, after meeting, you have to point your nose and scold Liu Canghai, the head of the Liu family who has left your brotherhood behind. ”

The old man stood there, at a loss. His indignant words before were to express his complaints, did he really have the courage to point at the head of the dignified Liu family and scold him?

I really think I've lived long enough, don't I?!

"It's all right, old man. I, I have a very good relationship with Ji Qingyun. It doesn't matter if he's there or he's not. Liu Canghai clasped his hands on his sleeves and looked at the five figures in the distance with cold eyes.

The spiritual power fluctuations on the ancients' bodies were like rivers and seas, spreading out to the surroundings one after another.

The two spiritual power vortices in the palm of his hand slowly merged into one, and the wind whistled around him, and thunder and lightning exploded around him.

The spiritual power in Ji Chongru's body also worked quietly, and the sharp edge on the tip of his spear was cold and piercing.

Suddenly, a palm slapped on the shoulder of the ancients, breaking the confrontation between the two.

The ancients turned their heads drunk and saw that it was Xin Liuping, and his spiritual power was restricted, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Xin, what's the matter?"

"Brother drunk, today is the matter of our five families, not just your ancient family's grudge with him. Xin Liuping said lightly, "I hope that Brother Gu can focus on the overall situation." ”

The ancients nodded drunk, and let the vortex of spiritual power that had already been half fused in his palm dissipate, glanced at Ji Chongru, and saw that he did not hide the rich killing intent in his eyes at all, and his face was a little ugly.

"Ji Chongru, the five of us have already visited the post yesterday, and the five of us came here today, just to ask Ji Ge to absorb the martial arts luck of our families. Xin Liuping took a step forward and said with a straight face.

"Back then, Brother Qingyun also absorbed the martial arts luck of hundreds of households, why didn't I see you come to the door to ask for it back then?

Ji Chongru sneered, "It's nothing more than deceiving me, and there is no one in the Ji family." ”

"Besides, you all know what's going on with this martial arts luck, when did the martial arts luck between heaven and earth become a master?"

Ji Chongru glanced at the five people under the steps, and said, "Since you want to enter the mansion, you can." But according to the rules of the provisional post, you can overcome me before you can enter the door. ”

"If you can't beat me, get out. His voice was like a bell, and it fell on the ears of the five people of Xinliuping.

"Are you coming one by one or together?" Ji was as heavy as a silver gun in white clothes, staring at the five of them.

In addition to Xin Liuping and Xu Mandu, the ancients were drunk, Wang Youjun, and Zhao Fuqin were all gloomy.

He Ji Chongru is really so big, he dares to fight five people with one person in the same condensing realm, how dare he look down on himself like this?

The ancients took another step forward drunk, and the cyan spiritual power on his body came out majestically, and a cyan spiritual power tornado converged above his head.

The sky also became darker and stormy.

The cyan tornado is like a dragon out of the water, raging here.

Not only that, but the ancients began to pinch the transfer seal in their drunken hands, and the speed became faster and faster, until in the end, he could no longer see the fingering in his hand clearly, and could only see the streamer lingering around his fingertips.

Ji Chongru didn't take the initiative to make a move, he just stood there quietly, waiting for the ancients to get drunk.

Counting the time, the spirit seal in the palm of the ancient's drunken hand had been completed, and he let out a low shout, "Go!"

Immediately, the palm of his hand was gently handed forward, but the Dao Spirit Seal carried the cyan spiritual power tornado with a devastating posture, and swept towards Ji Chongru.

Ji Chongru shook the silver spear, the spiritual power on the silver spear lingered, elegant, and his right foot lightly touched the ground, and his body turned into a silver light, colliding with the spiritual seal wrapped in the spiritual power tornado.

In an instant, the cyan spiritual power tornado dissipated, and the spirit seal was also shattered by Ji Chong like a shot in just a few breaths.

In the air, it turned into thousands of spiritual power fragments and dissipated.

Ji Chongru flicked the silver gun, "This kind of child's method of playing the house is drunk by the ancients, and you are embarrassed to take it out and embarrass people?"

The ancients frowned drunkenly, and once again pinched a more obscure and mysterious spiritual trick in his palm.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth is rushing towards this side, surrounding the unfinished spiritual trick in the drunken hands of the ancients, clinging to it little by little.

Ji Chongru, who sensed the change in spiritual power here, squinted his eyes and looked at the spiritual formula in the hands of the ancients.

"Nobita Zhengying, his rank is also above his own qi gathering and condensing spirit technique. Xu Mandu muttered in a low voice.

"It seems that the ancients were drunk and planned to decide the victory with one move, but did he really plan to defeat Ji Chongru with just this Daxiong Expedition Technique?" Zhao Fuqin leaned over to Xu Mandu and asked in a low voice.

"Difficult. Xu Mandu shook his head and sighed.

He had seen this spiritual trick used by the ancients once before, and that time three or four Gathering Spirit Realm powerhouses had broken their limbs and legs, and dozens of Qi Cultivators of the Sea Reclamation Realm had collapsed and lost all their lives.

Not only that, but at that time, the towering ancient trees on the ground within a radius of several miles were uprooted, and no grass grows.

But even so, he still didn't believe that this Nobita Spiritual Trick could force Ji Chongru to a dead end.

Just between Xu Mandu's thousands of thoughts, the spiritual trick in the drunken hands of the ancients had been completed, the dark spiritual trick was soul-catching, and the space in his palm was also distorted and deformed.

Ji Chongru's face was solemn, he let out a low snort, and the spiritual power on his body no longer operated quietly, but gushed out.

The silver-white spiritual power wrapped him, and the brilliance was magnificent, reflecting him like a fairy, rich and handsome.

"Hey, when can you be so chic and romantic with him. Liu Canghai, who was watching from a distance, saw Ji Chongru like this, and sighed with emotion.

"Ji family, Ji Chongru. Seek defeat here. ”

Another voice like Huang Zhong Da Lu will resound from this heaven and earth, not only falling into the ears of everyone in the distance, but also causing ripples in the hearts of the five people of Xinliuping.

is so amorous in white, since Ji Qingyun for more than ten years, he should be the first person.