Accompanied by the sound came a coercion that was so huge that it made people tremble with fear, and everyone here was suddenly shocked, and almost without any hesitation, they thought that there was a Yuan Infant Monk here.

The moment Qiao Yuan heard that voice, his eyelids immediately jumped, and a strong sense of life and death crisis surged in his heart, making him subconsciously take two steps back.

Not only him, Yao De and Di Qingzhu also took a few steps back in horror, as for those foundation building disciples, they had already broken out in cold sweat on their foreheads, trembling and half-kneeling on the ground, unable to even lift their heads.

Zili looked up at the sky, her beautiful eyes widened, her back straight, and she didn't seem to feel the huge coercion at all.

And the middle-aged man and the rest of the Firewind Valley disciples were also standing in the air as usual, their faces were respectful, and their eyes were faintly flashing with joy.

The place was instantly so quiet that even the sound of the breeze caressing the grass could be heard, but the loudest was the sound of the hearts beating of the crowd.

It didn't take long for a person to slowly walk out of the vast white mist in the sky.

The man looked to be in his forties, with a tiger-eyed and majestic appearance, and his fiery red hair was casually draped behind him and hung down to his shoulders.

He was wearing a fiery red robe, and the robe was embroidered with crimson auspicious clouds, and at a glance, everyone seemed to see the crimson auspicious clouds surging and burning, revealing an indescribable astonishing momentum.

"Senior nephew to meet Uncle Huoyun. ”

"Disciple to meet Huoyun Zhenjun. ”

The moment this person appeared, the middle-aged man in the sky immediately showed a look of surprise on his face, and hurriedly bent down to bow, and then those disciples also looked happy and bowed down to greet him.

Huoyun Zhenjun's expression couldn't see joy and anger, he glanced at those disciples, and finally his eyes fell on the middle-aged man, and asked lightly.

"The battle for the fifth sandbar is crucial, and now that the war is not over, who let you go?"

As soon as these words came out, the joy on everyone's faces in Firewind Valley disappeared instantly, and the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.

"Senior Uncle Huoyun, the people of the Yuehe Sect have arrested Senior Sister Zili, Senior Nephew...... Had to retreat. ”

Huoyun Zhenjun didn't reply, his gaze moved downward, and finally landed on Zili's body.

At this moment, Zili lowered her head, grabbed the corners of her skirt with both hands, and her eyes were full of nervousness and fear.

She is sought after by tens of thousands of people in the sect, because of her teacher's relationship, some elders also care for her.

But for some reason, Zili was only afraid of this unsmiling and serious Uncle Huoyun, and in front of him, Zili didn't even dare to say a word.

"Zili, you still stay in the sect in the future, don't come to the battlefield again. ”

Huoyun Zhenjun carefully looked at Zili and saw that she was not injured, but her cultivation was sealed by a magic weapon.

With a flick of his right hand, a burst of fire immediately poured out, burning the silk thread magic weapon on Zili's waist into ashes.

When Qiao Yuan saw this scene, he was immediately shocked, and when he knew that the person who came was Huoyun Zhenjun, he was thinking about how to deal with it.

It can be seen that Huoyun Zhenjun destroyed the silk thread magic weapon with a snap of his fingers and rescued Zili, and Qiao Yuan's expression became more and more difficult to see.

"Uncle Huoyun, I'm ...... I don't want to ......"

Zili was extremely happy to see that her cultivation had recovered, but as soon as she heard Huoyun Zhenjun's words, she reluctantly spoke, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Huoyun Zhenjun's serious voice.

"Zili, don't mess around. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zili immediately lowered her eyebrows and eyes, not daring to say another word.

Huoyun Zhenjun didn't pay any attention to her anymore, but his eyes were cold, and he slowly moved his gaze to the people of the Moon River Sect.

Sensing Huoyun Zhenjun's gaze, everyone suddenly felt that the pressure doubled, Yao De stood at the front, his face was bitter, he gritted his teeth, and forced himself to clench his fists and speak.

"The juniors meet the Huoyun seniors, I don't know why the seniors are here?"

"You can rest assured that this gentleman will not interfere in the battle for the sandbar here. ”

Huoyun Zhenjun's expression was extremely serious, and his words were unwavering, as if the battle for this sandbar seemed to him to be nothing more than a child's play.

After Yao De heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next moment, he seemed to have thought of something, so he looked at Qiao Yuan with a shocked expression.

Di Qingzhu was also a person with a wise mind, and the moment Huoyun Zhenjun appeared, she guessed that this Yuan Infant Monk must be a bad person.

Qiao Yuan didn't need to say much, when he heard the middle-aged man call this person Uncle Huoyun, he knew that this person's purpose was himself, and at this moment he was already ready for the worst in his heart.

At this moment, Huoyun Zhenjun finally moved his gaze to Qiao Yuan, his expression was still calm, there was no joy or anger in his eyes, if he only looked at his expression, he couldn't see that Huoyun Zhenjun and Qiao Yuan had a common hatred.

Huoyun Zhenjun saw that Qiao Yuan's waist was straight, and although the expression on his face was solemn, he did not have the slightest fear.

His eyes narrowed slightly, the cold light in his eyes became more and more intense, and at the same time, a majestic coercion condensed together and roared towards Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan snorted, and his body immediately trembled, as if a mountain was pressing on his back, driving him to lower his head and bend his back.

However, even under tremendous pressure, Qiao Yuan still insisted on not letting his head bow and bend over.

He knew that once he lowered his head and bent down now, let alone whether he had a way to survive today, in the future, in terms of cultivation, this matter would definitely become a demonic obstacle in his heart.

Huoyun Zhenjun saw that Qiao Yuan was just a Jindan early stage monk, but he could persist under the pressure of the Yuan Infant Stage, and secretly praised this son in his heart.

However, the more this is the case, the more Huoyun Zhenjun will take advantage of this opportunity to kill him, otherwise when Qiao Yuan grows up, Huoyun Zhenjun will want to take revenge again, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

Thinking of this, Huoyun Zhenjun immediately spread out ten percent of the coercion in his body, condensed into an invisible palm, and blasted towards Qiao Yuan.

The white mist was rolling, the wind was howling, and although everyone couldn't see the palm of the coercion, they could clearly feel it.

"Huoyun seniors also ask their subordinates to be merciful, your sect and this sect have long agreed that Yuan Infant Stage monks are not allowed to meddle in the war, seniors act like this, do you really want the two sects to start a full-scale war?"

Although Yao De saw that the palm formed by the coercion was only aimed at Qiao Yuan, as the person in charge of this battle, it was naturally impossible for him to watch Qiao Yuan die in the hands of Huoyun Zhenjun.

Huoyun Zhenjun glanced at Yao De coldly and did not speak, but the meaning was to let everyone understand that today's things could not be good.

The palm of the coercion was only the size of a zhang, and it only enveloped Qiao Yuan's area within a zhang's radius, and the others did not feel the slightest coercion.

Tang Li, Yi Chenfeng, Yin Shuangshuang and others looked at Qiao Yuan anxiously, their eyes full of worry, but the huge gap in strength made it difficult for them to take a step forward.

Qiao Yuan held the sky with both hands, and his whole body cultivation burst out, resisting the coercion to the death, his legs trembled constantly, and the corners of his mouth were already overflowing with blood.

But even so, his head was still up, his back was straight, and his dark and bright eyes showed indomitability and perseverance.

Di Qingzhu felt that the invisible palm above was getting closer and closer to Qiao Yuan, her face showed an extremely anxious look, her eyes flashed several times, and she gritted her teeth and rushed to Qiao Yuan's side.

"Senior Sister Di, are you ...... What are you...... What to do?"

Qiao Yuan was a little shocked by Di Qingzhu's actions, but under the huge coercion, he couldn't even speak coherently.

Di Qingzhu's silver teeth clenched, and she didn't reply, she directly exuded the strength of her whole body cultivation, and stood back to back with Qiao Yuan, resisting the powerful coercion together.

The two resisted the coercion together, and Qiao Yuan suddenly felt that the pressure was half less, but he could clearly feel that the delicate body attached to his back was trembling sharply.

Not far away, a sneer appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man in the late stage of Jindan, and he looked at Qiao Yuan as if he were looking at a dead man.

Although he still didn't understand how Qiao Yuan could survive under his chess pieces, and it only took three days to return to normal, as long as Qiao Yuan died, all this was not important in his eyes.

Zili was still standing at the foot of the mountain, she looked at Qiao Yuan who was struggling to persevere, and she had an indescribable complicated feeling in her heart.

This feeling is not only complicated but also very contradictory, she wants Qiao Yuan to disappear forever, but she also doesn't want him to die like this.

Huoyun Zhenjun still had a calm look, although he could see that Qiao Yuan's character was resolute and quite extraordinary, but Qiao Yuan's cultivation was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

To put it mildly, Qiao Yuan is just an ant in the eyes of Huoyun Zhenjun, but this ant is a little stronger than other ants, but no matter how strong he is, it can't change the fact that he is an ant.

Therefore, Huoyun Zhenjun didn't have the intention of killing Qiao Yuan with one blow, after all, his sons, grandsons and disciples all died because of Qiao Yuan, if he didn't torture it well, it would be really difficult to understand the hatred in his heart.

The invisible palm roared down, and because of Huoyun Zhenjun's deliberate actions, the speed at which the palm descended was very slow, as if he wanted to suppress Qiao Yuan little by little, so as to make his mind collapse.

"Poof!"

Just when the palms of their hands were less than ten zhang away from the top of their heads, Qiao Yuan and Di Qingzhu's qi and blood surged, and they opened their mouths in unison and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

Di ...... Senior Sister Di, are you ...... You go!"

Qiao Yuan trembled, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said tremblingly.

"I ...... I promised...... Sister, if you ...... You're in trouble, I'm ...... I'm definitely not going to sit idly by. ”

Di Qingzhu's eyes were gloomy and her face was pale, and she leaned her back back, so that the backs of the two of them fit together tightly and seamlessly, so as to stop the trembling of her body.

Qiao Yuan felt the coercive palm that was still eight feet away from him, and sighed in his heart.

If that coercive palm completely descended on them, he might still be able to resist it, but Di Qingzhu would never be able to.

"I didn't expect the Yuan Infant Monk to be so terrifying just by coercion. ”

A wry smile appeared on Qiao Yuan's face, it was not that he had not been in contact with the Yuan Infant Cultivator, but it was the first time he felt all the coercion of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, this feeling was like the sky was falling, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yuan already had a plan in his heart, with his own strength, he might not have any power to fight back in front of Huoyun Zhenjun, but if he wanted to escape, this Huoyun Zhenjun might not be able to keep himself.

No longer hesitating, Qiao Yuan's heart moved, and a moon-white robe appeared in front of him, he grabbed the robe with his right hand, and turned his hand to drape it on his body.

At the moment when the Dao robe was added, the coercion like a landslide instantly dissipated without a trace, and I couldn't feel the slightest bit anymore.

At the same time, Di Qingzhu, who was close to him, also felt that his body was light, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Qiao Yuan grabbed Di Qingzhu's arm with one hand and immediately sent her to Yao De's side, and then Qiao Yuan looked at Huoyun Zhenjun and said in a deep voice.

"Seniors, the juniors know that you are here for revenge, but there are wrongs and debts, and I hope that the seniors will not embarrass them. ”

Huoyun Zhenjun saw the Dao robe that Qiao Yuan took out, and the essence in his eyes flashed, although his face was calm at the moment, his gaze at Qiao Yuan was full of scorching heat.

Others couldn't see that robe was extraordinary, but Huoyun Zhenjun could see at a glance that that robe was probably not an ordinary magic weapon.

"Hmph, you kid is quite affectionate, this gentleman will give you a chance, you will abolish your cultivation, and return to the Fire Wind Valley with this gentleman to receive punishment. ”