The bamboo forest was full of people from the Divine Realm and Shu Mountain, and they surrounded Yang Hanting and Mo Cicada, all looking like they were eyeing each other.

The wind blew from all directions, it was very cool and comfortable, and the leaves on the bamboo made a rattling sound, one by one.

Wow......

This sound is long-lasting, and after a gust of wind has passed, another gust will blow for a long time, or one wave after another.

Wow...... Wow...... Wow......

When it stopped, everyone thought to themselves, what a bad filial piety, and their own father didn't recognize it.

No one didn't sigh lightly, regretted, and even remembered Qingyi's usual appearance, thinking that if he was there, he would definitely be sad!

Although it is the fault of He Xiyan, after all, Yang Hanting also has his blood on him!

If the son does not recognize the father, the father does not know if he will deny the son?

"You don't recognize you Qingyi, Qingyi may not recognize you! We have the right to treat you as a child of a person in the evening, and it has nothing to do with our divine realm. ”

Xi Ning pointed at him and said.

Yang Hanting didn't know that he would say this, but he was not unprepared.

He immediately said: "I am naturally not from your divine realm, and I will never have anything to do with you. ”

He flew up and flew straight to the top of the forest, and when Xi Ning and the others saw it clearly, they immediately shouted: "Catch him, Hugh will let him run again." ”

Su Yi flew into the air first, and quickly caught up with him, trying to drag him down.

Yang Hanting stepped on her with one foot, it seemed that she had to go, Su Yi had already turned sideways, but she still let him step on it, with a light gasp, she hugged a green bamboo, and when she stabilized her body, she continued to chase.

Yang Hanting had already flown away from the bamboo forest and took off.

Su Yi chased after her, and Yang Hanting looked back from time to time.

While escaping, Yang Hanting was thinking about where to flee, if they used magic weapons to track, it would be useless to escape to the edge of the sky.

He suddenly stopped and stood in the clouds, waiting for Suyi, wanting to fight her.

Su Yi knew that he was not his opponent, and he didn't do anything, so he talked to him, wanting to capture him and wait for his accomplices.

Yang Hanting saw her intentions, how could she be used by her? He simply took her hostage and blackmailed them!

Xi Ning did not chase after him, but some heavenly soldiers and generals arrived next, Yang Hanting tightly choked Su Yi's neck and threatened: "Don't come here, otherwise she will be wasted." ”

The crowd did not dare to step forward and cowered.

Yang Hanting suddenly became the target of everyone, and there was no room for recovery from the situation, he could only grasp the life-saving straw of Su Yi and avoid the disaster at this moment, and Xi Ning felt that something was wrong and quickly caught up.

"Divine Appearance!"

Su Yi said in a low voice.

Xi Ning squinted at Yang Hanting and said incredulously: "What are you, how can I not cure you?"

Yang Hanting's hand grasped it tighter, and said in a deep voice: "If there is a kind, you can try it." ”

Raiding Ning took advantage of his unpreparedness to make a sudden move, Yang Hanting let go of the plain clothes to fight against him, Raiding Ning's shot was better than being a plain clothes, as soon as he received the move, Yang Hanting felt overwhelmed, Raiding Ning looked at him and asked, "How is it, stinky boy?"

Yang Hanting's face was pale, and for the sake of face, he still stubbornly said, "Okay, then try it." ”

Xi Ning's face was suspicious, a little suspicious, this kid's strength was surprisingly great, and it was vigorous and terrifying.

"He has powerful divine power, doesn't he know how to exert it?"

Xi Ning's glance seemed to see through all of Yang Hanting's experiences over the years, which made Yang Hanting shudder and couldn't help but stare at him intently.

In addition to absorbing divine power over the years, how have you practiced and comprehended?

But isn't this adventure enough? The world can't ask for it, right?

Xi Ning thought about it, he was afraid that as soon as he made a move, the other party's strength would be like a snow-capped mountain collapse or a flood, and it would be out of control.

There was a sea of clouds around him, a light breeze gusted, and the sky felt empty and vast.

They stood awe-inspiring, facing the wind.

A few people flew in the sky in the distance, dressed in white, it was Gu Zhan, Qu Ya and their disciples, Yang Hanting thought to himself that he couldn't run this time?

It's just that he didn't intend to make a move when he saw Xi Ning's appearance, so he boldly took a step back, and then retreated farther and farther until he was out of everyone's sight.

When Gu Zhan and Qu Ya rushed to Xi Ning's side, they asked, "Why don't you chase after you?"

"I'm afraid that both sides will lose, he is no longer the Yang Hanting of the past. ”

In the distance, under a hazy sea of clouds, it was the main hall of the Qin Pavilion, where there was a sea of people, and I don't know what happened.

In Shushan, Mo Chan was locked up for maintaining Yang Hanting, and Ling Yuzhi had no choice.

Suddenly, the entire immortal world was disturbed, and Yang Hanting became a figure on the cusp, and everyone talked about him all the time. There is also Xi Ning, because he is a god, everyone does not dare to say it clearly, but Yang Hanting escaped from him, which is inevitably suspicious.

Everyone suspected that there was something strange about that cliff, and Yang Hanting must have been rescued by someone and got some true inheritance.

This is the statement of an inconsequential sect, and there are different opinions, and it is also said that he Yang Hanting is a child of Qingyi and Sunset, who fell off the cliff, causing the divine power in his body to explode.

Everyone is full of conjectures about the past ten years.

The nine major sects headed by Shushan, Qin Pavilion, Fanyin Pavilion, Bodhi Temple, Qingshan Gate, Suyi Gate, Nine Shades Sect, Beihuang Pavilion, and Broken Star Sect were all active for a while.

"The Qin Pavilion disciple who wanted to seize the artifact didn't die, he came back. ”

In order to quell the rumors, Qin Ge had to announce everywhere that Yang Hanting was a disciple of Qin Pavilion one day, and he would always be, and they would definitely discipline him well and give everyone an explanation.

Therefore, this matter was suppressed for the time being, and there was no big turmoil. The Eight Great Sects are still quiet as usual, everyone lives a leisurely and leisurely life, no matter how violent his God Realm is, as long as it doesn't hurt himself, everything is fine. There is also the milky Yang Hanting, who has not dried up, he can't pose any threat to anyone, and it is better to be idle and less careful, so as not to get burned.

Qin Pavilion, a martial arts training ground.

Qingfeng is pretty and the water is exquisite, and the distant dai is in the mist.

Qingbo Yun Yao Pond Garden, Musk Bird Condensation Fragrance Fantasy Palace.

Some disciples are here to learn martial arts, and everyone is concentrating, although it is not really a martial arts competition, but they all do their best, and strive to make good use of every strength, and make every move, as if they are very serious.

His modesty and seriousness make people feel respectable.

In the crowd, two teenagers walked side by side, as if discussing something, their expressions were serious, one of them climbed the other teenager with his hand, talking in his ear, and the two came all the way to the back mountain, where was a deep pool, a waterfall fell straight down from the top of the mountain, and tens of thousands of drops of water splashed and fell into the pool.

As fine as smoke and dust, it fills the air, forming a mist of water.

In the vicinity of the waterhole, there are peach trees in the mountains, and some of the peach blossoms are smiling in the wind; some are budding to be released, and they are half-dewed; and more are small flower buds with white fluffy red spots.

The scenery here is unique, and it is a good place to practice martial arts.

These two disciples, one is the eldest disciple Qu Zhongting, and the other is the disciple of the North Wilderness Pavilion, Zuo Pingzhi.

They pulled out their stances and prepared to have a fight.

The wind blew, stirring their clothes, which fluttered with their long hair.

The two of them killed their faces, facing the enemy with their bare hands, their fists were as strong as the wind, whistling, you pushed me to block, the meaning was endless.

Usually, Zuo Pingzhi's moves are safe, and he can only deal with them carefully, and he can only plan and move everywhere, but he is still too late. Because he is a martial saint respected by everyone in the Qin Pavilion, his internal and external skills have reached an extraordinary realm.

Qu Zhongting rose into the air, splashing in all directions, wetting his white clothes, Zuo Pingzhi immediately followed, quickly attacked, stormy, overwhelming, shocking the opponent's body, and completely suppressing Qu Zhongting, but Qu Zhongting is not a layman, his body is like a phantom, like a shadow that is difficult to distinguish between true and false, agile as a beast, as if a ghost and ghost are as difficult to entangle. Between the virtual and the real, Zuo Pingzhi's palms sent strength, slashing horizontally.

Push, block. Chop, flash.

Zuo Pingzhi is a person who does not admit defeat, his eyes are full of frustration and bravery, and the murderous spirit is surging.

"Okay, worthy of being a martial saint, no one can really match, Ping Zhi admits defeat. ”

Zuo Pingzhi admitted defeat and walked over to Qu Zhongting, who was not smiling.

With a smile on his face, he came over to climb the Quzhong Pavilion.

The demeanor is very bold and heroic, which makes the song in the pavilion laugh.

"Back then, you were a righteous annihilation of your junior brother, and it spread throughout the entire fairy world, and your divine skills amazed everyone in the divine realm. ”

"What do you want to say, you didn't come to the Pavilion just to compete with me, did you?"

Zuo Pingzhi lowered his head and smiled, a little wicked.

"Hmph, I just heard that your Senior Brother Yang is not dead, so I came to the Qin Pavilion to have a look. ”

"Who knows, he's not there. ”

Qu Zhongting didn't know what he meant, and privately guessed, only said: "I didn't treat him as a junior brother for a long time, he was stubborn and incorrigible, and I was killed by him sooner or later." ”

Qu Zhongting's footsteps changed, and he walked towards the front of the martial arts training ground, his actions were powerful and more than healthy.

Zuo Pingzhi also strode to follow, and his back was a little suspicious.

There was a firework in the sky, and countless ghost-faced people who were ambushed near the Qin Pavilion came out one after another, gathering towards the main hall of the Qin Pavilion, densely packed, like countless ants, they were waiting for the opportunity to move sneakily, dressed in dirty clothes, like swarms of mad cows in the field,

They rushed into the Qin Pavilion and acted wantonly, the Qin Pavilion was suddenly defeated and retreated, leaving the Qin Pavilion and fleeing all the way, only Linxi, he was unwilling to lose his identity, and died fighting with them in the Qin Pavilion.

Qu Zhongting was the last to leave the Qin Pavilion, he failed to save Linxi, and watched him fall down little by little as he was seriously injured by the hands of the enemy.

He said, "Let Yang ......"

He seemed to want to say that Yang Hanting would inherit the Qin Pavilion, but before he finished speaking, he lost his breath and left everyone completely.

Qu Zhongting looked at the enemy who was getting closer and closer, and he had to fight hard and try his best to escape.

I don't know if they did it on purpose, or if they were not as good as Qu Zhongting.

Qu Zhongting and everyone gathered to tell them the news of Linxi's death.

In one day, Qin Pavilion suffered this calamity, and no one was saddened.

The grass on the plain, the dew is sighing, and the old building and the new wall are clinging to each other. Empty bed lying listening to the rain in the south window, who picks up the light and mends clothes at night.

After a few years, it should be a good morning. Even if there is a thousand bells, who to say.