A coercion far beyond the bone dragon roared out from Qiao Yuan's body, falling from the sky, like the power of the sky, and fell directly on the bone dragon's body.

"Roar!"

Feeling the majestic pressure, the bone dragon's eyes were crimson, and he raised his head and let out an angry roar, but his body was under great pressure, and he fell down uncontrollably, as if an invisible big hand clasped his head and pressed it hard.

As for the people of the Song family standing on top of the bone dragon's head, their expressions all changed drastically, the face of the Jindan stage monk turned pale instantly, and he couldn't help but spurt blood, Song Lin was also pale, and there was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he gritted his teeth and stared at Qiao Yuan fiercely, his eyes were full of resentment.

Except for the ancestor of the Song family, only the patriarch of the Song family can resist this coercion, his expression is gloomy, but compared to Song Lin, his mind is obviously deeper, and there is no resentment in his eyes, but anger, as if he is only dissatisfied with Qiao Yuan's action.

"Qiao Daoyou, my Song family received an invitation and came to participate in this celebration, but before entering the city, they were treated like this, could it be that Qiao Daoyou did not welcome us, if so, we will leave immediately. ”

The ancestor of the Song family just frowned, his eyelids never opened, and at this moment, seeing that the clansmen behind him seemed to be unable to bear it, the Song family grew his sleeves and shouted angrily.

As soon as these words came out, the monks who had just been oppressed at the city gate frowned, and their eyes showed disdain.

It was the first time they had seen such a brazen person, it was obvious that the people of the Song family were arrogant first, but now they were beaten up.

Qiao Yuan sneered, and also showed the look of no one in his eyes just now, not looking at the Song family patriarch, but staring coldly at the ancestor of the Song family.

He could see that the Song family was naturally not deliberately arrogant, but ...... Test.

"Since you want to be tempted, then I will let you see it clearly. Qiao Yuan secretly said in his heart, and suddenly took a step forward, this step out, a coercion that was several times stronger than before suddenly spread out, pressing on the bone dragon's body, immediately making it wail, and at the same time showing anger in his eyes, there was a rare trace of fear.

Those Jindan period clansmen spewed out mouthfuls of blood, their breath was sluggish, they couldn't stand anymore, they fell to their knees, Song Lin also trembled, his expression was distorted and hideous, and the resentment in his eyes was even stronger, if it wasn't for the Song family patriarch who resisted most of the coercion for him, he would have been unable to hold on.

At this moment, the ancestor of the Song family finally couldn't sit still, his eyes opened and closed slightly, and two cold rays shot out from within it, and everywhere he looked, everyone was terrified, as if he felt that he was being targeted by a fierce beast, trembling and shocked.

At the same time, a powerful coercion that far surpassed the Great Perfection of Yuan Ying fell like the sky falling, directly shattering the coercion that Qiao Yuan exuded instantly, but it did not spread, but turned into a big coercive hand like a substance, and went towards Qiao Yuan to suppress.

Such a direct collision, for the first time in these days.

Strictly speaking, the Song family is also a subordinate force of the Yuehe Sect, and when this scene happened, many sect forces in the city showed a playful smile, as if they were happy to see the Yuehe Sect like this, and there were many people who had never seen Qiao Yuan, all of whom showed expectant expressions, wanting to see if Qiao Yuan, who was rumored to be able to defeat the Yuanying Great Perfection Monk, was worthy of his name.

"Half-step soul transformation, really strong!"

Qiao Yuan secretly said in his heart, his expression suddenly became solemn, and the cultivation of the late stage of the Yuan Infant completely burst out, and the Golden Yuan Infant suddenly opened his eyes and forcibly carried the coercive big hand down.

Compared with the last fight, this time the Song family ancestor put more pressure on him, and it seems that the Song family ancestor did not play his full strength last time.

However, he is not what he used to be, his cultivation has reached the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and his physical body has improved by several levels, although the gap is not small compared with the half-step soul transformation, but compared with the Yuan Infant Great Perfection, not to mention crushing, it can also be said to be a steady victory.

The coercion and confrontation between the two, the ancestor of the Song family obviously had some upper hand, but even so, the monks of the various sects were still frightened, and they couldn't help but look at Qiao Yuan with a trace of awe.

"This Qiao Yuan really lives up to his reputation, and he can actually use the late Yuan Infant cultivation to resist the half-step soul transformation cultivator. ”

"It is said that he has just broken through and has not had time to stabilize his cultivation, this kind of strength is really shocking. ”

There was an uproar in the city, and some forces that were friendly with the Yuehe Sect were in awe and envy at the same time, and even many young men had the intention of befriending them.

As for some sect forces that are not quite right with the Yuehe Sect, such as the Rihe Sect and others, there is a murderous intent in their hearts, for them, the stronger Qiao Yuan, the greater the threat to them.

Just when the two parties were at a stalemate and Qiao Yuan was gradually suppressed, a long rainbow came galloping from March Peak.

That Changhong is a woman, beautiful eyes with evil, before it is approaching, there is an extremely powerful coercion attacking, this coercion is much weaker than Qiao Yuan and the ancestor of the Song family, but it contains a trace of suppressive power that ordinary people cannot detect, only people who are in the blood of the god of war can clearly feel it.

This woman was none other than Ling Wanchen.

She appeared outside the Yuehe Sect in the blink of an eye, without any extra words, the God of War Technique was running wildly, and immediately condensed a huge God of War Phantom behind her, and the two bright red blood lines on the back of her right hand were clearly visible, clenched with all her strength, and blasted out towards the ancestor of the Song family.

The appearance of the God of War Phantom immediately showed the absolute suppressive power of the bloodline, suppressing the strength of the Song Family Ancestor by more than three-tenths, and at the same time, the blood veins in Qiao Yuan's body were boiling, as if it had resonated with Ling Wanchen, and the God of War Recipe operated on its own, and two blood lines also appeared on the back of his hand, condensing the strongest punch, and suddenly bombarded the Song Family Ancestor.

These two punches came one after another, and the power contained in them was extremely terrifying, and the most important thing was that it also contained a bloodline suppression force, even the ancestor of the Song family, he couldn't help but change his expression, and immediately stood up, his robe agitated, hunting, using all his strength, and punching his left and right hands at the same time.

Boom Boom!

Four huge fist shadows collided directly in the air, and there were bursts of roaring sounds, like a hundred thunderbolts exploding, shaking the earth and trembling, and the space seemed to collapse.

The ears of the people at the gate of the city were constantly ringing, and they were deaf in an instant, and they hurriedly rushed into the city in shock, and they did not dare to watch the battle up close.

After a few breaths, with a terrible roar of the bone dragon, its body suddenly rolled upside down, and it couldn't withstand the force of the collision, and suffered a lot of injuries, as for the many Song family members on its body, under the care of the ancestors and patriarchs of the Song family, there was not much problem, but in their eyes, they no longer had resentment and resentment, but fear.

What made their hearts tremble even more was that the ancestor of the Song family directly retreated more than ten zhang under those two punches, and his face changed blue and red for a while, looking extremely ugly.

On the other side, Qiao Yuan's body shook and quickly blocked in front of Ling Wanchen, while bearing most of the damage for her, he actually gathered his momentum again, as if he was about to carry out a round of attacks.

He understands that at this moment, even if his strength is inferior, he must overpower the other party in terms of momentum, because this battle cannot last, and his purpose is not to win, but to shock the people of the various sects in the city through this battle.

Knock on the mountain and shake the tiger!

This scene is a long story, but in fact, it is just a matter of a few breaths, and it appeared too suddenly, the last breath everyone was still talking non-stop, and the next breath Ling Wanchen appeared, and together with Qiao Yuan, he broke out with such a terrifying force, forcing the ancestor of the Song family to retreat strongly.

In an instant, the inside and outside of the city were extremely quiet, and all the sect forces were silent, and the shock in their hearts was indescribable.

And when Qiao Yuan struck again, the ancestor of the Song family looked gloomy and was about to use all his strength to resist, when an aura in the Yuehe Sect that darkened the sky suddenly burst out and fell between the two of them, forcibly separating them.

"Song Tianan, you're over!"

At the same time, a faint voice floated leisurely from the sky, without a trace of coercion, without a trace of spiritual power, and without a trace of momentum, but when it fell on the ears of the ancestor of the Song family, it was like a bell ringing, shaking his heart trembling, his face turned red, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Soul Transformation Monk!"

All of a sudden, there was a dead silence inside and outside the city again, and the quiet pins could be heard, and everyone didn't even dare to breathe.

It's really that the Soul Transformation Stage Cultivators are too strong, and they are extremely rare, in the entire Nantai, only the sixteen sects have this kind of existence, and the general Xiuzhen family and other forces, let alone seeing the Soul Transformation Stage Monks, have not even heard of their names.

The ancestor of the Song family looked more and more ugly, gritted his teeth tightly, glanced behind him, and had to bow his head helplessly.

Although he has reached the half-step Soul Transformation Stage, and even as long as he wants, he can advance at any time, but compared to the real Soul Transformation Stage cultivators, this gap is still like Firefly and Haoyue, and the Song Family Ancestor can't resist at all.

But at this moment, the space behind the ancestor of the Song family fluctuated, and under the stunned eyes of everyone, the space was like a cloth, and a gap was directly torn open, and a middle-aged man wearing a white robe and dressed as a scribe walked out in one step and squeezed into this world.

Tearing through space, this kind of magical magic is unheard of and unseen by everyone.

At this moment, everyone forgot to breathe, their eyes were fixed on the middle-aged scribe, and their faces were full of indescribable disbelief and shock.

Even Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen were the same, but unlike everyone's shock, the moment Qiao Yuan saw the middle-aged scribe, his body and mind shook violently, the pupils of his eyes suddenly contracted, and the expression on his face changed so much that he had never appeared in his life, as if he had seen something impossible to see, as if he had seen something that was impossible to see, as if he had ...... Hell yes!

"You...... You...... You are ......"

Qiao Yuan was short of breath, and subconsciously raised his hand to him, and he was a little fluenuous in speaking, but his heart was shaking too violently.

This middle-aged scribe in white was known to Qiao Yuan, and in his memory, he was a person who should have been forgotten a long time ago, but the moment he saw this person, his impression was surprisingly profound.

He...... It turned out to be Lin Wenmo!

It was Qiao Yuan's first entry into the world, the first mortal family he came into contact with in Huayun City, the clansman of the Lin family.