Leave aside the shock of the senior brothers.

At present, a large part of the juniors and disciples who are suffering from the hurricane are obviously unable to support it.

The immortal hurricane spread widely, and many of the juniors and disciples who had been watching intently had been forced to sit cross-legged and meditate on the spot to avoid being injured by the hurricane.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Protector was even more anxious.

When the two fought before, the white porcelain vial of Cihang Daoist had emitted white light and affected all the juniors, but at that time, he used mana to slow it down, and it did not affect the juniors and disciples.

But now the fairy hurricane caused by the confrontation between the two is not so simple.

This was sent by two senior brother-level disciples who were only slightly inferior to themselves, and although they were not affected by this hurricane, if they were to protect them together with the surrounding juniors, they really had more than enough strength to do so.

At this time, the two of them were fighting in a critical place, and the sword fingers and the flesh palms of the law body were fighting together, and they were indistinguishable. I didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to the situation off the court, and I didn't notice that my two-person fighting method was almost hurting my junior brothers.

With the violent collision of immortal qi in the fighting method, the hurricane became more and more manic.

More and more juniors began to meditate and concentrate for fear of accidents.

"These two people are fighting so much, don't you know how to stop?" said the Lingbao Archmage with a frown.

Manjushri also stretched out his hand and touched the immortal hurricane that gradually spread to the naked eye in front of him, and said, "This wind is indeed unbearable 、、、 junior disciples. ”

The senior brother of the Dharma Protector felt that the hurricane was becoming more and more manic, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart that the two of them couldn't fight in a measured way.

Senior Brother Dharma Protector frowned, looked up at the Taiyi Daoist who was watching from a distance, and secretly signaled the matter.

The Taiyi Daoist in the distance saw his gaze, and after a little thought, he tapped his chin to show his agreement.

"Good!"

The senior brother of the Dharma Protector got Taiyi's consent, his expression perked up, and he used his mana slightly, and shouted loudly to the two people in the field,

"You two move slowly, stop quickly, and deal with the fighting later!"

After hearing this, the two reacted as if they hadn't heard it, and they still confronted each other, refusing to back down a bit.

Senior Brother Protector was furious, and he got the signal from Senior Brother Taiyi, and he had no worries, and he was afraid that the two of you would not succeed.

"Look at the stick!"

With an angry shout, the swarthy long stick in the hand of the Dharma Protector Superintendent flew straight out, hitting the place where the two of them were opposed.

The Fuxian Daoist and the Cihang Daoist couldn't help but glance back.

After looking back, the two of them invariably stretched out their other hand, and under the urging of mana, they both caught it in front of the attacking long stick.

With a "bang", the long stick was smashed away by the joint counterattack of the two, and rolled to the side of the senior brother's seat.

Seeing this, the Dharma Protector Superintendent hurriedly stood up with his legs on the ground, his body moving together, and intercepted the long stick in mid-air.

"You two didn't hear me?" said the Dharma Protector Senior Brother turned around and landed in the middle of the field with his stick.

Previously, he was supervising the Dharma Protector in a separate position on the sidelines, but this time, he had to really enter the arena to restrict the two's movements.

"I'm waiting for the two of us to fight, I don't know what happened to Senior Brother Guan?" Fuxian Taoist sneered.

"I also asked. Manjushri said the same.

While talking, the two were still confronting each other.

"Why don't you two know how to stop, and you see how seriously your two fighting methods affect your juniors and disciples?"

The two senior brothers who were facing each each each glanced at the surrounding junior brother camps, and there was a slight pain on the faces of all the junior brothers.

Fuxian said, "Senior Brother Dharma Protector, this is obviously your lack of Dharma Protector ability, hurry up and leave to ask for sin, don't blame the two of me." ”

Hearing this, Senior Brother Protector laughed angrily and said, "It's a shame that you still call me Senior Brother, but you don't have the consciousness of being a senior brother of the junior disciples. ”

"Look at the stick!" said the Dharma Protector Brother angrily.

The Dharma Protector lifted the long stick and slashed forward like thunder. The shadow of the stick is heavy, the momentum is heavy, fast as the wind, and from a distance, it is like a black lightning chasing Fuxian.

"Wu Hook Twin Swords!" Fuxian shouted without turning his head.

For some reason, the twin swords that were originally suppressed by the vial of the white-clothed Taoist Cihang, but at this moment, they got rid of the white light with a buzz, flashed again and again, spun and moved, and blocked in front of the hands of the senior brother of the Dharma Protector Overseer.

The two flying swords turned into a long rainbow and met the black long stick.

"Bang!"

One sword was slammed into the big iron rod, and the other was swept away by the Dharma Protector's quick opening of his iron hand, and it was also slapped to the ground with a thud.

"Okay!" Huanglong Daoist couldn't help but whisper when he saw that Senior Brother Dharma Protector had swept the two swords apart with lightning speed.

When the Fuxian Daoist heard two crisp sounds in his ears, he knew in his heart that the two flying swords had been shot down.

He was secretly shocked by the strength of this Dharma Protector Senior Brother, and he said the truth again, "Changhong Lock, go!"

After saying this, he glanced at the Cihang Daoist on the opposite side again, and said something in secret. I saw that Cihangdao's face was first suspicious, and then he nodded in disbelief.

After the Dharma Protector struck the two swords, he felt a slight numbness in his arm, and then secretly lifted his strength and pulled the iron rod away.

After hearing Fuxian's words, Changhongsuo, the golden lock that was originally shot down on the side, screamed, flipped a few times, and hit his head.

It's so troublesome!! Senior Brother Protector frowned and said secretly.

The Dharma Protector slashed away with a stick in one hand, and cast a powerful spell with the other, and wanted to use the power of one hand to lower the golden lock.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the Dharma Protector's fingers entered within three feet of the golden lock, it was as if he had entered a swampy quagmire, as if the air had stagnated, and he couldn't move, let alone grasp the small lock the size of the baby's palm.

The little golden lock took the opportunity to dodge the grasp of the iron hand and hit the Dharma Protector in the face.

Senior Brother Protector frowned, so he had no choice but to pull back the iron rod that had been swung out, and swing the attack of the little golden lock with the iron rod.

One force will drop ten.

The magic power of the little golden lock had no room to play at all, and was knocked away by the huge force.

After the Dharma Protector Overseer swung the iron rod away, he looked back and noticed that the two flying swords had fallen to the ground and could not move.

Senior Brother Dharma Protector was overjoyed and said with a smile, "Now it's up to you how you block me." ”

I saw him swing his arms, and the big stick swept away, swinging a gust of wind.

Seeing this, Archmage Lingbao sighed, "This Dharma Protector Overseer Senior Brother is walking in the body cultivation, and the exercises don't seem to be as gorgeous and complicated, but this every move has great power. You see, this simple stick actually takes a lot of mana. ”

Fuxian Taoist people looked left and right, and they could no longer be stopped.

The Fuxian Taoist gave a look to the Cihang Daoist.

The Cihang Daoist took this look suspiciously. The fingers of the other hand pressed and pinched out a trick.

The small vial hanging on the side buzzed, and the mouth of the bottle turned, and the shadow of the stick towards the senior brother of the Dharma Protector came out, bursting out thousands of filaments, surrounding the black stick.

Senior Brother Dharma Protector vigorously pressed down the iron rod, and an extremely sharp immortal qi broken blade appeared in front of the stick, wanting to cut through all the ten thousand filaments.

"Wrapped!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Cihang Dao people had another "entanglement" calligraphy in their hands.

When the filaments were accused by this seal, they were like slender and slippery water snakes, swimming easily in front of the shadow of the stick, and like a mud-stained aquatic weed, tough and sticky, forming a black curtain wall in front of the Dharma Protector Brother holding the long stick, blocking its attack.

The Dharma Protector Overseer Senior Brother had a towering power, but he was entangled in this soft thing, and he couldn't break free for a while.

"Senior Brother Cihang, why can't you stop me?" said angrily after being blocked by this small bottle of Dharma weapon.

Cihang Daoist smiled and said,

"It's nothing, but I can't figure out why you want to stop our fighting, so I stopped you first. ”

"Can't you two see that your fighting methods are affecting your junior disciples?" shouted the Dharma Protector.

"That's the matter of Senior Brother Protector, and I can't complain about us. After Cihang Daoist finished speaking, he glanced deeply at Fuxian Daoist.

If it weren't for the profound influence of what this Puxian Taoist said on him, he didn't want to provoke the profound Dharma Protector for no reason. It's just that the matter is so important, and in comparison, the matter of angering the Dharma Protector is not a big deal at all.

"Unreasonable!

Senior Brother Dharma Protector was even more angry, and his strength in his hand was even more three-point.

Although the filaments made by the vial were extraordinarily tough, they couldn't stop the sharp stick for too long, and it could only stop it for a moment.

Sure enough, after a short time, the senior brother of the Dharma Protector overseer forcibly broke out of the curtain.

The senior brother of the Dharma Protector sneered a few times, picked up the long stick and hit the two of them mercilessly.

I only heard the sound of "ping pong" twice, and the long stick hit something hard.

It turned out that the two Wu Hook long swords also came to their senses, and they blocked in front of the two of them one after another.

The Dharma Protector Overseer looked back, and there was a faint shadow of a small lock. Isn't it the magic weapon of the Puxian Taoist, Changhong Lock?

The green tendons in the hands of the Dharma Protector Brother burst out, fighting with these two long swords, a golden lock, and a small bottle, and they couldn't tell half a moment.

"These two people weren't fighting in the first place, why did they suddenly join forces to do it?" said the Lingbao Archmage in confusion.

Several people next to him also shook their heads in confusion. I'm afraid that not only them, but all the brothers and sisters can't figure out why.

Huanglong Daoist felt the increasingly intense hurricane in front of him, and said, "Since Senior Brother Dharma Protector has been stopped, how can 、、、 this hurricane be good?"

"Don't worry, since the Taiyi Daoist is the person in charge of this conference, I don't believe that he really dares to sit idly by?"

Huanglong Daoist glanced at him, and couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, Senior Brother Lingbao's tone was sour, obviously he still had some misgivings about the speed of Taiyi Dao's human advancement, and he was not very happy.

At this time, the hurricane was blowing very strongly, and there were bursts of surprise on the table of all the senior brothers, and some senior brothers frequently looked at Taiyi's position, as if they were puzzled by his indifferent attitude.

In front of the stone platform covered with dense fog on the side, Taiyi Daoist stood quietly in the center, and three plainly dressed Taoists stood in the preface of the stone platform on the right, also watching quietly without saying a word.

Seeing that the senior brother who received the guidance from the eyes of the Taiyi Dao people, the senior brother of the Dharma Protector went through several twists and turns, but in the end, he was still blocked by the three magic weapons in front of the two of them fighting in the array. The originally calm Taiyi Daoist couldn't help but squint his eyes and his face was gloomy.

Among the three people next to him, the Qing-robed Daoist who had talked to the Lingbao Archmage seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look at the Taiyi Daoist.

I saw that the hand that Taiyi Dao had originally put lightly on the dust whisk no longer knew when, and quietly placed it on the wooden handle of the dust.