In the big melee of ten people on both sides, the field was suddenly full of swords and swords, and the cold light was shining. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ten people in the melee were all masters of the Tongmai Realm, and they were at least in the middle of the Tongmai Realm.

So many masters of the Tongmai Realm fought hard, and one after another fierce qi immediately spread out unscrupulously to the surroundings.

The martial arts people who were watching the battle hurriedly retreated far away.

The representatives of these small sects, many of them have not even entered the realm of martial arts.

For them, these fierce forces are simply the deadly scythe of death.

As long as you accidentally touch the slightest bit, you will be hit hard.

Minor injuries can be serious and vomit blood, and severe cases can lead to direct death.

Therefore, when they saw these fierce energies spreading uncontrollably in all directions, they immediately retreated one by one.

In the field, only the master of the Hanging Temple Yuanyi was still as steady as a rock, standing motionless.

Because he was guarding against a person, guarding against the white-haired old man Li Kun, in case he suddenly made a move on the people on his side.

The sharp energy hit the master of Yuanyi, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response.

Looking closely, I saw that on Master Yuan's body, there was a circle of invisible true qi ripples constantly vibrating.

Whenever there is a qi force sweeping over, this circle of true qi ripples will automatically block that qi energy, and then with a slight shock, that qi will be completely shattered and dispersed, and it will disappear completely.

The scuffle continued, but because the two sides were close in strength and equal in numbers, the situation involuntarily began to stalemate again.

Those martial arts people who watched the battle from afar, when they saw the opponents of the two sides, they couldn't help but talk about it.

"Who are those five people from the Tianyin Sect, why are they so powerful?"

"Yes, Li Xiucheng and the five of them, each of them is a great master in the middle stage of the Tongmai Realm. Unexpectedly, the Tianyin Sect sent five people casually, and they were all able to compete with Li Xiucheng and them, how could there be so many masters in this Tianyin Sect?"

"The five people who fought in the Tianyin Sect are not ordinary people, they are the five banner envoys under the command of the white-haired Yin Lao. A martial arts person who was more familiar with the Tianyin Sect opened his mouth to explain.

"Five Banners?"

"Yes, Five Banners. The Tianyin Sect has four Yin Elders, and each Yin Elder has five flag envoys, namely the Red Flag Envoy, the Yellow Flag Envoy, the Black Flag Envoy, the Blue Flag Envoy and the Green Flag Envoy. As far as I know, among the four Yin Elders, the five banner envoys with white hair and Yin Elders have the most powerful martial arts. I heard that all of them are masters in the middle of the Channel. ”

Hearing this, many martial arts people gasped.

Someone was shocked and said: "This Tianyin Sect is also very powerful, this number of masters under the command of the white-haired Yin Lao alone can be compared to the martial arts masters of the entire sect of many sects!"

When many people heard this, they were deeply convinced.

The five masters of the middle stage of the Tongmai Realm are already an irresistible force for most of the sects and forces on the rivers and lakes.

And this is just the five banner envoys under the command of the white-haired Yin Elder of the Tianyin Sect, and there are three other Yin Elders of the Tianyin Sect. What's more, this is not counting the Heavenly Yin Sect Leader and other sect masters.

Such an evil sect is really terrifying!

I'm afraid that only the top martial arts sects such as one temple and one view, two pavilions, three sects and six factions can compete with it.

Fortunately, the great cult sects of the Tianyin Sect are basically active in Nanhai Prefecture, Yazhou, Qiongzhou and other places in southern Xinjiang, and rarely set foot in the north.

Just when the martial arts people were talking, on the other side, the white-haired old Li Kun also looked coldly at the melee in the field.

The only eye he had left, glowing with a chilling light, looked even more terrifying.

Seeing that the situation was stalemate, the white-haired old Li Kun's brows became tighter and tighter, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with the impasse in front of him.

Suddenly, the white-haired yin old Li Kun snorted coldly and said loudly: "Get out of the for me!"

As soon as the words fell, the white-haired old man Li Kun's whole person, like an arrow off the string, rushed into the melee.

He put his hands into palms, and a layer of cold and cold true qi was condensed on the palm surface, and then slapped at Ji Xiuru and Su Miaoyun of the Emei faction fiercely.

And Ji Xiuru and Su Miaoyun were fighting with the two banner envoys of the Tianyin Sect at this time.

Suddenly, the two of them felt a cold and piercing palm wind, suddenly striking from behind them.

At this moment, the hairs on the two of them suddenly rose all over their bodies, and they instinctively turned around directly and held their swords in front of them.

At the same time, among the martial arts people watching the battle, Xu Yiqing and Tang Ziyan were immediately shocked when they saw this scene, and they forgot to shout out the words of reminder, and stood stunned and at a loss.

And at the moment when the figure of the white-haired yin old Li Kun scurried, the Yuan Qi Master of the Hanging Temple suddenly shot out two fine lights in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his whole person's aura changed suddenly, and the monk's robe was windless. The next moment, his figure was like a meteor, suddenly shooting towards the white-haired Yin Old Li Kun.

All of this happened in the light of light.

The white-haired old yin Li Kun saw that his palms were about to slap towards Ji Xiuru and Su Miaoyun, and his afterglow suddenly caught a glimpse of a thin palm, which was slapping towards his body from the side.

In desperation, the white-haired old man Li Kun had no choice but to withdraw one palm and face the thin palm.

Among them, the palm that continued to slap at Ji Xiuru and Su Miaoyun only had two points of strength left, and the remaining eight points of strength were all transferred to the other hand, facing the thin palm.

"Click~~"

The cold true qi on the palm of the white-haired yin old Li Kun's hand had just touched the sword body in front of Ji Xiuru and Su Miaoyun, as if an egg had touched a stone, and the sword body shattered all of a sudden.

At the same time, Ji Xiuru and Su Miaoyun only felt that an incomparable force suddenly came from the sword body and passed to the entire body.

Immediately afterwards, the bodies of the two of them flew out involuntarily upside down like kites with broken strings.

At the same moment, the other palm of the white-haired old Li Kun and the thin palm were also imprinted together.

"Bang~~", it doesn't sound very loud, and it doesn't seem to have any fireworks.

But just as the palms of the two hands were imprinted together, at the junction of the two palms, an extremely terrifying invisible aura was instantly generated, like ripples formed by stones falling on the surface of the lake, and suddenly spread out in all directions.

The white-haired old man Li Kun's body was motionless, but the body of the master of the circle trembled violently, and he took five steps in a row before he could stabilize his footing.

In this fight, it is obvious that the white-haired yin old Li Kun has the upper hand.

On the other side, Ji Xiuru and Su Miaoyun's bodies flew out seven or eight feet away before they stopped.

Xu Yiqing and Tang Ziyan hurriedly ran to the two of them and asked anxiously, "Master, uncle, are you all right?"

Ji Xiuru and Su Miaoyun glanced at each other, exhaled heavily, and their faces were full of joy.

Su Miaoyun said: "Fortunately, your uncle and I are fine. Yiqing, Ziyan, let's stay away, the white-haired old Li Kun, the martial arts are too terrifying. ”

The four of them immediately retreated a considerable distance, and then they all looked at the circle anger master in the field with solemn faces.

Ji Xiuru and Su Miaoyun understood that if it weren't for Master Yuan's help at the critical moment, the two of them would probably have died at the hands of that white-haired old Li Kun.

On the other side, the white-haired old man Li Kun looked at Master Yuanzhi coldly, and said, "What a Prajna palm technique, you must be the first Yuanqi of the Panruo Hall of the Hanging Temple." ”

Master Yuanyi clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk is the Hanging Temple Panruotang Yuanyi. ”