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Zhang He was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon regained his composure, he didn't look back, turned his back to Qingchengzi in the courtyard, and said disdainfully: "What's the matter, the Qing Sect Master can't bear it, and now he wants to kick his nose in the face?"

Qingchengzi held the account book that Fang Cheng had entrusted to him before leaving, and smiled, "Elder Zhang is in too much of a hurry, you forgot to take this evidence of the Qingyun Sect." ”

After that, Qingchengzi's robe sleeves were empty, and the account book came out of his hand, compared to Zhang He's deliberate retention of throwing the account book just now, the account book thrown by Qingchengzi was like a paper blade, stabbing straight at Zhang He.

The wind roared, and a deafening sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded in the courtyard.

Not daring to have any slackness, Zhang He immediately turned around, parried the account book that flew in front of him with both hands, and after completely unloading its strength, he waved it with one hand and slammed the account book that had no value to the ground.

Looking at Qingchengzi, who looked free and had no far-fetched intentions, he shouted violently: "What do you Qingyun Sect mean?!Do you think that with a death-free token, you can kill us at will?"

Zhang He took a deep breath, and suddenly held an iron abacus in his hand.

Seeing this situation, Wei Wen and Li Jingqing also held magic weapons in their hands and were ready to fight.

Destroying and decaying, it is about to explode.

Qingchengzi glanced at the three people of Nanzi Mansion, and finally his gaze stayed on the abacus in Zhang He's hand, and said with a sneer: "I have long heard that Elder Zhang He of Nanzi Mansion has a natal magic weapon, and today I saw that it was unexpected. ”

Zhang He's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he did not answer.

Qingchengzi's face did not change, and he continued to sneer: "I just don't know if this abacus in Elder Zhang's hand is the abacus of Bai Ji, or the collection of treasures." ”

As soon as the abacus sounded, there were ten thousand taels of gold, and Qingchengzi was convinced of this.

Zhang He raised his eyebrows, "Sect Master Qing, if there is nothing to do, I will go down the mountain first." ”

Zhang He hesitated, turned his head to look at Chen Liujia, and said with a smile: "Before going up the mountain today, Lord Chen still has many matters in Qingyun County that he has not personally handled, since the matter of Qingyun Sect is over, I think Lord Chen should return to Qingyun County early." ”

Chen Liujia looked solemn, and then nodded stupidly.

Where do you have a lot of things to handle, in the final analysis, Zhang He wants to use his position as an official of the Fu Hua Dynasty to find a step down.

Chen Liujia glanced at the Qingyun Sect disciple who pushed the sword behind Qingchengzi and then didn't enter the sheath, took a deep breath, stepped forward and hugged his fists and said: "What Immortal Master Zhang said is extremely true, Xiaguan does have some trivial matters in Qingyun County that have not been dealt with, and I am also asked to ask Sect Master Qingzi to let me wait to go down the mountain regardless of my previous suspicions." ”

Listening to this kind of self-condescending words, Wei Wen, who had always maintained a high level of vigilance, pursed his lips, and his heart was not a good feeling.

Qingyun Sect is only a small and medium-sized immortal sect, if it really uses the power of the sect to fight with the South Purple Mansion, the South Purple Mansion guarantees that it will not return. But right now, there are only three people on his side, and there are as many as thirty people in the opposite court, although it is only the strength of the early stage of Yuanying, and even some disciples only reach the bottleneck of Jindan, but Wei Wen is worried that this group of disciples of Qingyun Sect will launch a crazy attack recklessly, once this is the case, two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, ten lives for one life, and they can be dragged to death.

What's more, there is also a pretty man with a weird yin and yang beside him.

Wei Wen was not worried about Fang Aotian's strength, what he was worried about was the things on the man's body.

Glancing at Fang Aotian, who was idle, Wei Wen's mind became heavier.

Noticing the strange eyes, Fang Aotian couldn't help but tremble, he was not afraid of thieves stealing, he was afraid of thieves, this is applicable wherever he puts it.

On the other side of the courtyard, after listening to Chen Liujia's words, Qingchengzi shook his head with a smile, "If Lord Chen has a heavy responsibility, he will leave first, Qingyun Sect is just going to talk to the immortal master of Nanzi Mansion about other things." ”

Chen Liujia laughed dryly and retreated behind Fang Aotian.

He is not all the way with the people of Nanzi Mansion, and the words just now are already considered benevolent and righteous, if the three immortal masters of Nanzi Mansion can die here, it is not a bad thing for him, although it will be a little troublesome to report to Nanlai Prefecture afterwards, but people are dying on Qingyun Mountain, not dying in Qingyun County, how can he, a mortal man, turn the tide with the immortal master.

Chen Liujia felt more and more that it was wise for him not to get involved.

Zhang He, who was pointed at the spearhead, clenched the abacus in his hand, squinted his eyes and said: "Forcing our Southern Purple Mansion Immortal Master for no reason, Qingyun Sect is so capable! Could it be that Sect Master Qing thinks that just with the group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp behind you, you can stop my cultivation in the Transformation Period? Sect Master Qing, do you know that as long as one of the three of us escapes here today, waiting for the Qingyun Sect in the future, it will be the endless revenge of Nanzi Mansion!"

As soon as the evil words came out, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect looked solemn, and the long sword in his hand trembled with indignation.

Qingchengzi shook his head, looked at Li Jingqing beside Zhang He, and said bluntly: "If there is no backer to be the powerhouse, how dare the Qingyun Sect compete with the Nanzi Mansion, you are stupid to me?"

was suddenly named by the Qingyun Sect, and Li Jingqing was terrified.

Zhang He glanced at her, and the latter said urgently: "Elder, the Qingyun Sect is up and down, and the disciples don't know anything!"

Seeing this, Qingchengzi grinned and said indifferently: "What this girl said is reasonable, Qingyun Sect is also the first time to see a girl, but today, whether it is or not, the girl must stay in Qingyun Sect." ”

Li Jingqing looked anxious and looked at his elder urgently.

Zhang He looked at Qingchengzi, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Qing is really calculating, if we abandon the disciples in the mansion today, you will definitely beat you up in the future, and threaten to avoid suspicion in the South Purple Mansion, such a thing that damages the reputation of my South Purple Mansion, do you think I, as an elder, will agree to your unreasonable request?!"

Qingchengzi helped the hair crown, why is this old man so playing.

After a pause, he said bluntly, "No matter what, this female fairy master must stay!"

Zhang He sneered, "What if I don't stay?"

"Then we'll see the real chapter under your hands!"

After that, Qingchengzi raised his sleeves and clenched his fists, and the long swords in the hands of all the disciples behind him took off their hands and drove into the air, like a swarm of black and oppressive "locusts".

Without waiting for Zhang He to make a move, the man in the robe twisted his wrist, brought a touch of green light, and said with a smile: "Elder Zhang He, it's too late to regret it now." ”

Those locust swarms flying swords that had been stagnant in the air, as if they had been ordered, quickly swam around the gate court in a circle according to a prescribed trajectory, like a delicate and small Dharma Protector Sword Array.

At the same time, the man surnamed Qing flashed out of his sleeve with his left hand, and between his fingers together, a cyan fire was burning.

Fang Aotian, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at the green fire.

Licking the corners of his mouth, the pretty man realized that he was hungry again.

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On the way back to the Sword Peak, Fang Cheng only felt that his body trembled suddenly, and he almost stumbled.

Standing upright, he asked Qingxiaozi beside him, "What's the matter, what's such a big movement?"

Qing Xiaozi shook his head and signaled that it was okay, "It's nothing, it is estimated that your Uncle Qing deliberately scared them." ”

"Oh, look," the man pointed to Qingyun Peak, which was far away in the clouds.

Fang Cheng looked along with the guidance, and saw the top of Qingyun Peak lit up with sky-high blue light, shooting straight into the sky.

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Zhang He stared at the cyan fire ball between Qingchengzi's fingers, and shouted: "Qingchengzi, are you crazy?!"

Although the Dharma Protector Sword Formation in the sky was a little tricky, it was not enough for Zhang He to trap him, but the looming green fire in the hand of the man in the robe could really kill him.

Before Zhang He came to Qingyun County, he specially studied the Qingyun Sect, and in addition to a large array of protecting the sect, there was also a big killing weapon that could be handled, which was said to be sent here by the master of the three of them when the Qingyun Sect was established, saying that it was used to calm the people who disturbed the sect.

Looking at Qingchengzi who had not answered, Zhang He was anxious, "Qingchengzi, I don't believe that you will waste a wedge on the three of me in vain!"

He didn't know what the killing weapon looked like, but it was rumored in the immortal cultivation world that this big killing weapon could only be used three times, and after three times, it completely shattered and collapsed, once the Qingyun Sect lost the protection of this killing weapon, the strength of its sect would be greatly reduced.

A sect with only one early Mahayana immortal master is unlikely to be able to gain a foothold in the eternal world no matter what.

Qingchengzi stared at the green fire between his fingers and said with a smile: "I haven't used it once, or Elder Zhang He will make a bet with me to see if I can use it!"

Zhang He's face was cloudy, and he said bluntly: "Sect Master Qing really wants to kill them all?"

The man in the robe did not answer, but the green fire between his fingers became more and more intense.

The monstrous firelight was reflected around the courtyard, and the bright sun, which was supposed to be noon, was completely dimmed.

Qingchengzi said indifferently: "Elder Zhang He, if you don't make a decision, the next second, you will be divided into life and death." ”

Zhang He pinched the abacus in his hand, hating himself for having more than enough heart but not enough strength.

After thinking about it again, he bared his teeth and said angrily: "Qing Sect Master, coercion and coercion are not authentic styles!"

Qingchengzi pursed his lips, "Zhang He, if you talk nonsense again, then we won't discuss!"

The man in the robe, who had been holding his fingers together, raised his finger again and sped up the speed of his hand.

At this moment, everyone who was far away outside the mountain gate saw the sky-high blue light.

"Just Yiqing Sect Master! Just Yiqing Sect Master!" Feeling that his life was under strong threat, Zhang He couldn't care about anything else at this time.

With that, he slapped Li Jingqing's back beside him and pushed it into the courtyard.

Knowing that something was wrong, Li Jingqing flew out at the same time, clenched the ramp in his hand, and stabbed straight at Qingchengzi.

Seeing this, Qingchengzi snorted coldly and did not take half a step back.

The flying swords of the locusts surrounding the courtyard shook violently, and in an instant, they turned their blades around and flew quickly towards the woman who was about to sneak attack.

Outside the mountain gate, Fang Aotian, who was standing beside Chen Liujia, lowered his head and rubbed his handsome face.

Such a good-looking girl, how can you say that she is dead.

In the courtyard, five steps away from Qingchengzi, there was a woman kneeling.

The plump figure that the woman has always been proud of is inserted with countless flying swords.

A trickle, blood spreads.

Such a good-looking girl, she can't die anymore.