The white clothes with purple hairpins on their heads glared back, and the peach blossom and apricot eyes slowly put down the hand blocking the way, and the rest of the white clothes suddenly fit into the formation.

The white clothes with a purple hairpin on his head gave an order and left no one alive.

Eight of the white clothes who were above the middle of the string were surrounded and strangled, Bai Yun had no chance of winning at all, just when the eight swords would be on the first line, a green robe suddenly came, he took off the long weapon wrapped in white cloth on his back, slammed it into the ground, and immediately planted it into the ground for several feet, like an invisible bud blooming and sputtering Qi machine caught the white clothes who surrounded the attack off guard.

The white-clothed man with a pair of peach blossom and apricot eyes crossed his hands, signaling the white-clothed people who pounced forward not to come to him, although the white-clothed with a purple hairpin was unwilling, but he was especially afraid of the long weapon in the hands of the green-robed Taoist priest, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Senior Brother Zhou?" Bai Yun's gloomy face appeared like the dawn of dawn.

It turned out that this green-robed Taoist priest was Zhou Muyun, the chief disciple of the Vientiane Temple, he looked back and nodded with Bai Yun, and then arched his hand to the white-clothed mysterious person and said: "Just looking at the costume and swordsmanship, you should not be a person from the Tianlong Society, although Zhou does not know what your intention is to take the Qingxuan Demon Crystal, but the Qingxuan Demon Crystal is related to the life and death of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, as well as a lot of unclear obscurity, please return to the original owner." ”

The white-clothed man with a purple hairpin on his head looked cold, and refuted angrily: "Don't think about it." ”

Bai Yun took a step forward, the Divine Sword was high in his hand, and he was about to take back the Qingxuan Demon Crystal from the white-clothed hand with a hard encounter, but Zhou Muyun gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, showed a confident smile, and shook his head slightly.

"Want to retrieve the Qingxuan Demon Crystal?" the white-clothed purple hairpin with his head was domineering: "Let's ask the sword in our hands first!"

Before the words fell, the white clothes with purple hairpins on their heads suddenly came, like a white butterfly sweeping the sky.

Zhou Muyun's green silk was elegant, elegant to the extreme, at the moment when the purple hairpin and white clothes swept out, he quietly stretched out a hand, silently clawed out of thin air, and the long white cloth weapon nailed into the ground let out a 'hiss' that pierced the eardrum, and then shook violently from side to side, like an ancient bell trembling and buzzing.

A crack exploded in the ground, and the mud and rocks in it towered like thorn barbs, extending towards the white clothes rushing in front of them, and it was really like a dragon hidden in the ground to reveal its true body.

The white clothes with a purple hairpin on his head were caught off guard, and he hurriedly pressed the long sword down to the height of his knees, and then flipped his wrist to stir up the mud thorns that had sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Zhou Muyun stretched out another hand, and with the same claw claw action out of thin air, another 'earth dragon' that was the same as the porcelain bowl cracking appeared on the ground, and it rumbled towards the purple hairpin and white clothes.

The two 'earth dragons' struck left and right, Zichai and white clothes panicked for a moment, two fists were invincible to four hands, how could a sword withstand the two menacing 'earth dragons', her toes lightly touched the ground, and she flipped a heel fight in the air, wanting to avoid its edge and find a flaw, but she obviously underestimated the strength of the green-robed Taoist priest in front of her.

Zhou Muyun's left and right hands were pulled back and forth, and the two 'earth dragons' were like puppets in his hands, doing whatever he wanted.

Zichai Baiyi has a deep understanding of the word self-knowledge, and she has never been the master of slapping a swollen face and becoming fat, let alone doing the useless move of using the mantis arm as a car, especially when playing with a master, every move within close reach may kill people, she saw that the momentum was not right and hurriedly ordered the white clothes behind her to help.

For a while, the white-clothed danced and swarmed in, but Zhou Muyun was as calm as Mount Tai, only to see his hands suddenly clenched into fists, green tendons and stripes appeared, and a 'stormy waves' centered on him exploded, and the sand and dust rolled completely covered the green robe and white clouds, and the place where the qi machine passed brought a strong air current, which felt like an axe cutting the cliff wall to the end.

Several low-level white clothes were like a lonely boat floating in the sea, and they were overturned on the spot, and although the remaining white clothes did not stop attacking, the indomitable momentum of Shicai was wiped out, or it was this 'stormy wave' that made it difficult for them to move an inch.

Zhou Muyun wanted to catch the fire of the old indulgence, and at the same time as the line of white clothes was immersed in his head and diving, his fists suddenly loosened, and the paving machine quietly disappeared, and the line of white clothes was like a blind fly forward.

A white shadow flashed in the dust, and a white-clothed man with peach blossom and apricot eyes descended from the sky in another way, seeing that the shining sword was about to fall on the top of the head of the green-robed Taoist priest, but everything was suddenly frozen.

The chaotic sand and dust turned into a huge palm, firmly binding the thoughtful white robe, and the hand of the blue-robed Taoist priest was only gently raised above his head, as if he was holding a fluttering saucer.

Under the smoke and dust, Bai Yun's jaw was almost about to fall to the ground, this was the first time he really saw the skills of this green-robed Taoist priest, the chief disciple of the Vientiane Temple really lived up to his reputation, compared to Mo Tianxiang, who only knew how to read and walk, was much more shabby, the gap between the two was the difference between a phoenix that looked down on the world and a pheasant who stepped on the grass and was frightened, the abyss or the clouds.

The regrouped white clothes showed their swords again, but Zhou Muyun didn't seem to have the heart to 'detour around the bend' with them, and at the same time that the giant hand raised high threw the white clothes out, he pulled out the long white cloth weapon that was deeply planted in the ground.

Bai Yun took a step forward, and the god swept away the smoke and dust in front of him, but the green-robed Taoist priest took the first step, and directly pressed the white cloth long weapon into the ground, and the white cloth was removed, and the mysterious long weapon finally 'appeared'.

A long sword that was naked and red, but only the body of the sword could not be seen.

The green-robed Taoist priest pressed down with both hands, and the naked long sword completely burrowed into the ground, like a dragon entering the water and setting off thousands of waves, and the whole earth shook.

The line of white-clothed people who came to bite each other looked at each other, the previous sharpness was greatly reduced, and the white clothes with purple hairpins on their heads were even more like iron blue, and the land under the feet of this line of white-clothed clothes cracked inch by inch, and then sinked violently to form a big pit, like a flat mirror shattered.

"Scatter!" Zichai waved his big sleeves in white clothes, and at the same time swept out of this big pit, she could feel it very clearly, an earth-shaking qi machine was rapidly approaching from the soles of her feet, no, to be precise, it should be a behemoth.

A thick red sword qi like the mouth of a well slashed out from under the floor, directly cutting the ground under the feet of the white clothes into two halves, if there was a rising red sun on the surface, the purple hairpin and white clothes were forced back to the ground by a qi engine, and the rest of the white clothes took root like mud, like a pot of ants that let the flesh of a mermaid.

And the apricot-eyed white clothes who were thrown out by Zhou Muyun more than ten feet away shouted: "Zhou Muyun, don't." ”

Zhou Muyun's brows furrowed slightly, an unclear look flashed in his eyes, his hands suddenly froze, and the next moment he lifted it up as if he was picking up a wooden barrel.

Like the invisible qi of the seamless cage, it disappeared in an instant, and the 'red sun' that was about to be born from the surface of the earth also dimmed, and the purple hairpin and white clothes took the opportunity to lead a group of accomplices to escape without a trace.

The masked white with a pair of peach blossom and apricot eyes also followed, but Zhou Muyun, who was walking like the wind, held her arm, she was about to fight back, but she was obviously not as careful as Zhou Muyun, and the green-robed Taoist priest grabbed her left arm at the same time, and grabbed her right hand with the other hand, and easily took her down.

The apricot-eyed white-clothed man could only watch his accomplices disperse, without the slightest intention of turning back to save her, and the light in his eyes flickered and dimmed.

Bai Yun originally wanted to chase after the fleeing white cloth, but Zhou Muyun said that the Qingxuan Demon Crystal was on the white cloth in his hand, so there should be no more branches.

Zhou Muyun took off the masked white veil of the apricot white clothes, although he had expected it, he was still deeply stunned

Bai Yun is even more like being struck by lightning, this white cloth with peach blossom and apricot eyes is Su Xiyao, the female disciple of Fuxue Villa, Bai Yun once had a relationship with her in Muru Temple.

"It's really you. Zhou Muyun let go of the hand of the claw-making white cloth.

Su Xiyao, the eldest disciple of the Snow Breeze Mountain Villa, turned his face sideways to face Bai Yun and the green-robed Taoist priest.

The white cloud head is as big as a fight, why does the Snow Breeze Mountain Villa come to grab this Qingxuan Demon Crystal, and the means are so vicious?

At the same time, a group of figures came from the direction of Qingxuan Mountain, it was Li Feng and a group of disciples, it was probably Duan Fuchen who went to inform Li Feng of the general situation of the matter, and Li Feng hurried over at the risk of abandoning the Qingxuan Mountain Gate.

Mu Sheng immediately asked Bai Yun about the injury, Bai Yun shook his head and said that it was no big deal, and then Lin Xueshu asked about the whereabouts of the Qingxuan Demon Crystal, Bai Yun pointed at Su Xiyao and said that it was just a false alarm.

Li Feng approached Zhou Muyun and Su Xiyao, glanced back at Bai Yun again, and frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"

Bai Yun wanted to help everyone clear the ins and outs, but Zhou Muyun preemptively said: "Senior Uncle Li Feng, the Qingxuan Demon Crystal has been taken back by us, thanks to Senior Sister Su, desperately stopping the ill-intentioned white cloth." ”

Bai Yun's eyes jumped, and he suppressed his tongue with a thousand words.

Li Feng asked again, "Can you see who that masked assassin is?"

Zhou Muyun hid the white veil deep in his sleeve, shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Su Xiyao quietly glanced at the green-robed Taoist priest, and her eyes moved to Baiyun without missing a trace, and she knew Zhou Muyun's intentions clearly, and then bowed to Li Feng and said, "Su Xiyao, the eldest disciple of the Snow Villa, has seen Uncle Li Feng. ”

Li Feng's eyebrows loosened slightly, and his tone softened: "Xi Yao, why are you here?"

Su Xiyao lowered her head slightly, and said calmly: "Master watched the sky at night and found that the demonic energy was raging on Qingxuan Mountain, and the Great Snow Mountain and Qingxuan Mountain are both the Western Shu Peaks, which can be described as a mountain and a river between each other. ”

Li Feng raised his head and looked at the trickling river in front of him, as if he was searching for clues: "I only sent you here?"

Su Xiyao nodded and replied, "The Heavenly Dragon Society's flycatchers are all over Kyushu, so in order to hide people's eyes, the master only sent one disciple to come. ”