Hearing Wang Hui's conceited words, for a while, Ming Han was speechless.

Most of this person is stupid to practice swords, and there are so many Tianjiao in Kyushu, even the Supreme does not dare to say that he will definitely be able to achieve the Dao Emperor Realm, where did he get the courage to say that his master will definitely become an emperor.

Everyone doesn't know that Wang Hui's personality has been like this since he was a child, he is a little paranoid, Ning Yuan is the strongest person in his heart, and no one can change the sense of Ning Yuan in his heart.

Everyone in the hall was still guessing the identity of Master Wang Hui, but Feng Qianyu had already taken a step forward.

"This person, Qingyuelou will take it away. ”

"Stand down. ”

"Don't make mistakes. ”

Feng Qianyu's beautiful eyes were like water, scanning the people in the hall, revealing a faint coldness, as if she could see through everything, she inadvertently glanced at Ning Yuan, and quickly moved away, leaving Ning Yuan smiling bitterly.

He could see that there was a trace of anger in Feng Qianyu's beautiful eyes.

This wrongdoer, he didn't say before that the people of the Heavenly Tail Holy Gate would come.

If they refuse to let them go, there will be no battle tonight.

There was silence in the hall, and the monks looked at this, and then at that.

Among the guests, there are many sect elders, and even the head of the sect, but their cultivation is not as good as these four young people.

Two young saints, two quasi-saints.

These four people are all people who only listen to their names and don't see their people on weekdays.

Now that we're together, God knows what's going to happen.

"Tonight, something big is going to happen. ”

There is a vague feeling in the body and mind of advanced cultivation, and there is a sense of retreat.

"What a domineering saint!"

Ming Han didn't laugh angrily: "This is the whole sect, and Wang Hui is the prisoner of the whole sect!"

"It's not. ”

Wang Hui shook his head: "I have never allowed to talk about victory or defeat, it was Zheng Yifan who secretly poisoned him." ”

"But you're still a prisoner. ”

Ming Han smiled contemptuously and looked at Zheng Yifan: "I don't think the whole sect will be humiliated by the Holy Land so easily, my Tianwei Holy Gate will help you!"

"Not bad. ”

Zheng Yifan puffed up his chest and looked at Feng Qianyu: "Holy Maiden, don't force this seat, you and I are both saints, and this seat does not want to be your enemy." ”

"You don't deserve it. ”

Feng Qianyu said lightly: "Your Dao foundation is unstable, your qi and blood are weak, you can't even control your own holy power, and you may fall into the holy realm at any time, you are not worthy of being my enemy." ”

"If you don't poison me, you can't beat me. ”

Wang Hui also spoke, and his tone was calm: "Now that my injuries have healed, why don't I fight again!"

The two sang and harmonized, so that Zheng Yifan couldn't get down the steps, and the expression on his face was blue and white.

These two people actually looked down on this young saint from Xizhou!

In front of so many people, exposing his own shortcomings, Zheng Yifan has the heart to kill people at this moment.

"If you are worthy or not, you will know after you have beaten it!"

As a holy land, Ming Han has a sense of arrogance, but he also knows that he has to pull Zheng Yifan along.

If it was just him, he would not be the opponent of Wang Hui and Feng Qianyu.

The two glanced at each other, and both saw the battle intent in each other's eyes.

"Wang Hui, come with me!"

Ming Han's voice did not fall, and he suddenly became difficult.

He stretched out his hand, turned into a huge golden crow giant claw, and headed towards Wang Hui to meet the hood.

The qi and blood in his body surged, as if he was about to turn into a whirlpool that swallowed the sky, and under the pressure of the aura of the giant claw, the jade pillars in the surrounding halls were cracked.

"Groan!"

Wang Hui did not retreat, but advanced, his hand broke off and the sword trembled, turning into a green dragon, roaring and groaning and slashing towards the golden crow giant claw.

"Boom!"

The broken sword slashed at the golden crow giant claw, and the two collided with each other, unexpectedly emitting a piercing sound of metallic resonance, colliding with countless golden rays.

A wave of aura that shook the divine soul also overflowed from the collision, making the entire hall sway, and the inner disciples of the entire sect turned pale, and they couldn't intervene in the battle between the two at all.

"The hall is collapsing!"

"Hurry up, they will fight in the main hall!"

The monks were shocked and hurriedly got up and fled out of the main hall.

Only Ning Yuan and a few self-sustaining monks who had advanced cultivation were still sitting and watching the battle.

"Holy Maiden, your opponent is this seat!"

Zheng Yifan let out a long roar, and Shengwei came out in a panic.

He sacrificed a silver ruler, which rose in the wind, flashing with silver-white light, like a silver dragon rushing towards Feng Qianyu.

The monks stopped and looked from outside the hall, and the hall was already full of spiritual light, and the blood was surging, making people dare not take another step forward.

These four people really started fighting.

"I can't help myself. ”

In the aura, Feng Qianyu's cold voice came, she was still as cold and arrogant as in the past, sitting alone on the sacred mountain, cultivating the magic law by herself, and everything in the world did not move her heart.

"Huh!"

Feng Qianyu's soft wattle slapped forward, and there was a crisp sound of "click" in the aura, and the silver light scattered, and the silver ruler dimmed in an instant.

"Bang!" shattered in the air.

"My water ruler!"

Zheng Yifan couldn't help but his pupils contracted sharply, and he shouted in pain.

He couldn't believe his eyes, this was his own Dao Holy Weapon, and it was actually shattered by the bare hands of the Holy Maiden of Qingyue Tower.

Is this still a woman?

Could it be that her body is comparable to a divine blade.

"The power of the holy body is comparable to the spiritual treasure. ”

Feng Qianyu's palm did not stop, setting off a huge wave of surging spiritual energy, smashing at Zheng Yifan: "You have the spiritual energy of the Holy Realm, but you don't understand the path of the Holy Dao, and you are not worthy of being holy." ”

The huge wave of spiritual light could not be hidden, "Poof!" Zheng Yifan spat blood from his mouth, and was hit in the chest by the palm wind spiritual light, and the whole person flew out upside down, smashed the jade pillar of the tree root, and fell into a small piece of the ruins of the main hall.

"Zheng Yifan is defeated!"

"The young saint of Xizhou is so unbearable?"

Outside the hall, there were monks with sharp eyes, who saw this scene, and their hearts were shocked and full of shock.

Both of them are young saints, even if Zheng Yifan is inferior, he will not be defeated so quickly!

At the very least, let's have a few rounds of back and forth.

This hall has not been completely collapsed by Shengwei, and he Zheng Yifan actually fell first.

It's not even a dead thing.

"Zheng Yifan!"

Ming Han and Wang Hui were in a mess, and while the sword light was wanton, his angry voice was also heard: "You waste!"

He also counted on Zheng Yifan to be able to hold Feng Qianyu back, subduing Wang Hui and forcibly bringing him back to the Tianwei Holy Gate.

Now that Wang Hui is fighting more and more bravely, his sword intent is so strong that his golden crow giant claw has already been wounded, but Zheng Yifan has been defeated, and Feng Qianyu is looking at him.

Although Feng Qianyu hadn't done it yet, under the two pressures, Ming Han knew that he couldn't do anything today.

If you don't leave, you're going to die here.

"Sister Qianyu is really strong. Miao Yin's beautiful eyes were full of envy, if he had such a cultivation, the young master should be more pampered.

"He used the magic method to ascend to the realm, he is not a real saint, he is too weak. ”

Ning Yuan shook his head, didn't bother to look at Zheng Yifan who fell in the ruins, and stood up: "Let's go, this house is going to collapse." ”

"Wow. ”

The three daughters respectfully saluted and followed.

Feng Qianyu defeated the young saint with one palm, and the aura and the smoke and dust from the shattering jade pillars of the main hall surrounded him, covering the vicinity.

Ning Yuan walked towards Feng Qianyu with the three daughters.

Feng Qianyu was looking at Ning Yuan, her eyes full of tenderness.

It's just that no one noticed the two looking at each other.

The smoke and dust and spiritual light in the hall were entwined, not to mention that the people outside the hall could not see clearly, and even Ming Han didn't have time to look here, Wang Hui's sword intent was too fierce.

"Qianyu, thank you for your hard work. ”

Ning Yuan looked at the jade beauty in the aura with a smile, her watery eyes seemed to be happy and disgusted, and her frosty tone was much softer: "Do you want me to kill this person?"

She pointed to Ming Han.

"Don't worry, Tianwei Supreme is my sister's business. ”

Ning Yuan shook his head, just a bright cold, it was not a big deal, and it did not pose a threat to him.

"If you feel sorry for your disciples, you can just send someone, why do you have to come in person. ”

Feng Qianyu's tone changed, and there was a little more resentment: "The road to Zhongzhou is thousands of miles, if it weren't for me being in Xizhou, if you can't catch up, what if something happens to you." ”

"No, it won't. ”

Ning Yuan held Feng Qianyu's small hand and said with a smile: "I have Qianyu by my side, even the Supreme can't hurt me." ”

"I can't beat the Supreme. ”

Feng Qianyu's delicate body trembled, her eyes were a little colder, and she snorted softly: "I really hate your mouth." ”

"I don't hate Chiha's mouth, it's sweet. ”

"Dengzi!"