Chapter 129: Celestial Dance

Zhao Xiyi smiled faintly at Gu Jianchen and said, "So you are also one of the so-called one Zen, two swords, and three heroes." ”

Gu Jianchen said coldly: "Why should Sect Master Zhao ask knowingly. ”

Zhao Xiyi's gaze slowly swept over the three Dragons, Tigers and Leopards and Sect Leader Fang, and said with a smile: "Sect Leader Fang, three elders, this sect master may have to make a mistake, please forgive me." ”

Gu Jianchen didn't know what she meant when she spoke to the other sect leader and the three of them.

But he soon understood.

I saw Zhao Xiyi sitting safely, but he slapped Gu Jianchen lightly. The whole person was covered by a faint halo, and the person in it looked misty and immeasurable.

That palm came out slowly, but Gu Jianchen was like a great enemy.

With a bang, a dragon-like sword light appeared out of thin air. This is the Nine Divine Dragon Styles of the Heavenly Master Sect, which was used by him, and it was extremely unpredictable. That day, Ji Xiao had also seen Fang Ming use the Nine Divine Dragon Forms, but compared to Gu Jian Chen, it was simply different from cloud and mud.

The sword light met Zhao Xiyi's palm power in an instant.

However, Zhao Xiyi's palm shook slightly, and immediately turned into two palms, then into four palms, then into eight palms, sixteen palms and even sixty-four palms, and finally into chaos.

Everyone's hearts are cold, and some people have already recognized that this is the world-famous mixed yuan baguazhang of Taiqing Dao, with unpredictable power.

Gu Jianchen didn't dare to be careless, and the sword light was like a dragon seeing a head but not a tail, looming in the void, which really made it difficult for people to perceive the changes.

And Zhao Xiyi's palm power seemed to be unable to break his sword momentum for a while and a half.

After a while, Gu Jianchen felt proud, let you be the master of the Taiqing Dao Sect, in the end, you are young, and it is impossible for your cultivation to be higher than me, and I will be able to cut off a corner of your clothes, and see where you put your face.

Gu Jianchen is also a very powerful figure in the Heavenly Master Sect, and the three of them saw that he and Zhao Xiyi were fighting on a par, and they couldn't help but be honored, this was the sect master of Taiqing Dao.

And they can't help but think to themselves, they all say that Taiqing Dao is the most mysterious and unpredictable, and it doesn't seem so terrible now.

Sect Leader Fang had a flat face, and he didn't seem to care about the victory or defeat of the two of them.

As for Ji Xiao, he sat firmly beside Zhao Xiyi, and he was safe. In his opinion, this ancient sword dust cultivation is brilliant, but it is just a decay, Zhao Xiyi must have a way to use strange tricks to break the balance of power and gain the upper hand.

He thought about it, and sure enough, the situation changed.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiyi's disappeared.

Everyone in the hall is a great figure in the cultivation world, and at this moment, even if they exhaust their divine thoughts, they can't find any trace of Zhao Xiyi.

A breath passes.

There were three bangs.

The three of them were shocked, only to see Gu Jianchen's face swollen like a pig's head. There are also clear palm prints left on it. Gu Jianchen was so angry that his eyes were about to erupt fire, but he used his remaining reason to force himself not to do anything.

Zhao Xiyi blew on the white palm, glanced at Gu Jianchen, and said lightly: "Now, do you still think that this sect master needs to know who you are?"

Her words, coupled with the clear palm prints on Gu Jianchen's face, are really unacceptable. The domineering power of the Taiqing Dao Sect Master was also vividly displayed at this moment.

Gu Jianchen couldn't help but feel the fire in his heart, and suddenly a mouthful of hot blood spurted out of his heart, sprinkled on the floor, and actually corroded the terrazzo ground into potholes. It turns out that the blood of the noble monk is already full of terrifying energy, and it is not something that this floor can bear.

He was embarrassed and indignant, glanced at Zhao Xiyi fiercely, and then got up and left, after all, if he stayed, he would be embarrassed.

Zhao Xiyi didn't chase him either.

Ji Xiao was close to her, feeling that her breath was slightly uneven, knowing that she could defeat Gu Jianchen, it was not so light and light on the surface.

Others couldn't see the clues, Zhao Xiyi seemed to have defeated Gu Jianchen and just did a trivial thing, and his immortal appearance was bland. She picked up her wine glass and raised her glass to Sect Leader Fang and the Third Elder of Dragon, Tiger and Leopard, and said, "I'm sorry to disturb you. ”

The three elders of the Dragon, Tiger and Leopard are not easy to agree, after all, they have been in the same family as Gu Jianchen for hundreds of years, and they have more or less friendship, not to mention that they are not sure that they can defeat Gu Jianchen. Zhao Xiyi gave Gu Jianchen a great humiliation, and the three of them were also a little related.

But they didn't want to give Zhao Xiyi face, they all raised their wine glasses with each other's faces, took a sip of embarrassment, and didn't say much.

Sect Master Fang said with a smile: "Sect Master Zhao's Taishang Dan Sutra is indeed unique in the world, and among the five factions, I am afraid that only the Sect Master Xiang's Heavenly Skill can be compared." ”

He said this very measuredly, not only praising Zhao Xiyi, but also saving face for the Heavenly Master.

After all, Zhao Xiyi was already able to compete with Xiang Tian one by one, outperforming an elder in their sect, which was really not unusual.

The three of them hurriedly praised Zhao Xiyi along the steps, but they didn't mention anything about Gu Jianchen.

At the same time, I thought in my heart that Mu Zhenzi and Sect Master Zhao were so close, no matter whether he really had the ability to kill Elder Bai, or by luck, if he wanted to take him down, he had to pass the Taiqing Dao level first.

Now that the Sect Master is in power, why should they bother to stand up for a dead man, or wait and see what happens.

Zhao Xiyi said: "I'm still not as good as the sect master of Xiangtian. ”

Sect Master Fang smiled and said, "Sect Master Zhao has the appearance of the rising sun, and there is no doubt that he will surpass his predecessors in the future. ”

He clapped his hands again and said, "The Heavenly and Human Dance in Sanssouci City is famous all over the world, and today I specially invited a girl to present the Heavenly and Human Dance for Sect Master Zhao and Daoist Mu Zhenzi. ”

I saw Sect Leader Fang clapping his hands, and the sound of silk and bamboo sounded.

In the orchestra, sixteen graceful dancers came out, all of whom were more delicate than flowers and had tender skin. They walked with gentle steps and showed a wonderful dance.

Zhao Xiyi said to Ji Xiao: "This is a trip for you not in vain." ”

Ji Xiao smiled: "If you are not happy, I won't look at it." ”

Zhao Xiyi said: "I'm not upset, you see." ”

Ji Xiao took the dance seriously.

Zhao Xiyi couldn't help but glance at him, but he didn't say anything.

The sixteen dancers were only a prelude, and after arousing the emotions of the crowd, they suddenly gathered together like a lotus flower. This dance team is obviously not ordinary, and soon there will be a dark fragrance attacking, accompanied by the rain of mana illusion, falling in the flower hall.

It was only when it fell to the ground that it dissipated like a bubble, so that people knew that the flower rain was fake.

The wind blew like waves, and a corner of white clothes first appeared from outside the hall, and in the blink of an eye, a woman in white stood in the center of the lotus flower formed by sixteen dancing girls, with a veil covering her face.

Just looking at her figure, she has already interpreted that sentence.

One more is fat, and one less is thin.

The sixteen dancers were already extremely moving, but as soon as she appeared, she immediately took away the brilliance of the dancers, like a heavenly maiden descending to the earth.