"Finish, call it a day!" Xiao Qingyun glanced at the purple clouds in the sky with satisfaction, clapped his hands, and laughed loudly.

didn't even look at the battlefield, turned around and returned to Qiao Yuan's side.

Thousands of people watching the battle inevitably looked at each other, and they were too conceited to slander this guy in their hearts, especially some of the disciples of the Yuehe Sect who were interested in the sect, they almost scolded, and then waved their flags and shouted for Elder Taishang, hoping that Elder Taishang would take action angrily and beat the demon with a good skin that was so good that his nose and face were swollen, and it was good to break his appearance.

"Brother Qingyun, you ...... You're just coming back?" Qiao Yuan was also a little puzzled and asked suspiciously.

You must know that although Xiao Qingyun's cloud-turning technique is very imposing, after all, he has not yet made a contribution, and Pu Yue is not an ordinary little minion, how can he be so negligent, according to Qiao Yuan's thoughts, he should take this opportunity to throw out more than a dozen of Lei Immortal Sect's best magic weapons to be considered safe.

But Xiao Qingyun's face did not have a hint of worry, and he smiled faintly.

"I said one style, just one style, never break my word, let's go, while the sun has not set, bring me a glass of happy wine, so that it can be regarded as catching up with your double cultivation ceremony. ”

The wind here is light, and the conversation and laughter are pleasant, but on the battlefield over there, Pu Yue did not have the slightest anger because of Xiao Qingyun's conceit, but her expression became more and more solemn, and she slowly stood up, changing from sitting and playing the piano to standing and plucking the piano.

The purple clouds are rolling and tumbling, under the oppression, so that everyone has a sense of suffocation that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, if it weren't for the tall people on the top of their heads, the tens of thousands of monks on the Moon Protection Mountain, I am afraid that most of them have run away, this is also because they firmly believe that the mid-stage powerhouse of the soul transformation who is like an immortal god is high, even if he faces people in the same realm, it is impossible to lose in one move.

"Huh?" Seeing that the purple clouds were getting closer and closer, even if Pu Yue used eight points of strength, she still couldn't slow down her speed, and she couldn't help but be suspicious in her heart.

This technique seems to be magnificent and earth-shattering, but in fact, it is just a trick to bluff people with heavy thunder and small rain, which can't help but make Pu Yue frown, and there is a trace of anger for the first time.

How dare that kid fool me!

He rolled his big sleeves to the sky and shouted softly: "Scatter!"

One word, just like Xiao Qingyun scattered the plum snow before, a large purple cloud scattered in all directions, coming and going quickly.

Words are followed, naturally not, but in the eyes of those monks with poor eyesight, this "scattering" is not half a point worse than Xiao Qingyun's domineering actions before, and even exceeding, after all, the imposing Ziyun is much more amazing than the not light and heavy Mei Xue no matter how you look at it.

Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen twitched the corners of their mouths in unison, tacitly feeling that this scene was very embarrassing, rather than worrying about how to deal with Pu Yue next.

Big brother, you put on such a confident look, why don't you hold on for a while, my side hasn't poured the wine yet, but your side has fallen first.

Neither of them said these words in their hearts, but just glanced at each other, and there was a wry smile on their faces.

Xiao Qingyun smiled abnormally, as if sarcastic and smug, and his confident and almost conceited expression became more and more obvious.

"Boy, look at it, your eldest brother is not one of those straw bales that is useless. After selling for a while, Xiao Qingyun made a gesture and said proudly.

As soon as the words were finished, the gradually clear sky over there suddenly changed again, and I saw the purple clouds that had dispersed reappeared, but it was no longer a cloud, but it became an erected gate, with iron chains and copper locks intertwined, intertwined, extremely hideous and terrifying, accompanied by the purple mist rising, giving people the illusion that it was like a hellish ghost gate descending into the world.

Pu Yue didn't expect this kind of change for a while, and when he looked suspicious, he immediately retreated backwards, he had an intuition that the purple cloud just now was indeed a trick, but it was not to play with himself, but to lure himself into the bait, the real killer weapon was this purple door.

Smart people fight, fighting heart for the top, fighting wits for the middle, fighting strength for the bottom.

Pu Yue and Xiao Qingyun are comparable in cultivation, if they really want to let go of their hands and feet and fight with brute force, I am afraid that they will not be able to tell the winner without three days and three nights, and the two have no life and death enmity, so naturally they will not do this.

As for Dou Zhi, as the head of a sect, Xiao Qingyun could see early on that he had the ambition to be a hero, how could his mind be low, and he lived more than a thousand years longer than Xiao Qingyun, in this regard, Xiao Qingyun thought that he was a little immature, so he chose the most risky and most likely to have the upper hand.

The key to fighting heart lies in the word heart, which includes but does not completely refer to the state of mind, but also contains the heart and mind.

The two have never met before, it can be said that they don't know each other at all, naturally they don't know each other's heart and mind, just by watching the battle between Pu Yue and Lianyue, coupled with the temptation later, Xiao Qingyun thinks that he also knows three points about this hero, deep thinking, cautious but conceited, arrogant and calm, and this kind of person can hardly find a flaw, but such a person also has a fatal flaw, that is, the arrogance that exists in his bones, and he is not allowed to retreat before the enemy.

Xiao Qingyun put his hands behind his back, showed an expected expression, and chuckled.

"The Cloud Turning Technique is fake, the Purple Lock Prison is true, and the soldiers are not tired of deceit, if he doesn't choose to scatter the Purple Cloud, but retreats directly, the Purple Lock Prison is destined to trap him, but now, it's too late to retreat. ”

In fact, a nerve in his brain has always been tense, and it was not relaxed until just now, the wind on the surface is light, but the heart is roaring, the old guy gives face, don't let Lao Tzu meet for the first time, and lose face in front of his brother and daughter-in-law.

Fortunately, he won the bet, and Pu Yue did not choose to retreat cautiously after discovering the clues, but scattered the purple clouds with some anger, so that the purple lock prison came out in tandem, and the cloud and mist chains with eight arms thick were like eight hideous dragons, blocking Pu Yue's retreat from all directions.

After some entanglement, Pu Yue's expression was no longer calm, so gloomy that he almost wanted to drip water, although those chains couldn't hurt anyone, but he had no way to retreat, and he could only watch the purple gate approach quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the purple mist gloomy floodgates slammed open, and with the eight cloud chains frantically swaying, Pu Yue, who was almost invincible in the eyes of everyone, was really swallowed up like that, there was no accident, and there was no scene of Jedi counterattacking, everything was real and so unreal, so that the floodgates were slammed shut, and everyone had not yet come to their senses, their eyes were dull.

It was too fast, and the change of situation was like a comet about to fall, and the moment it landed, it suddenly turned around and made a big turn, and rushed into the sky again.

Everyone was surprised.

Only Xiao Qingyun stood tall with his head held high, facing the afterglow of the sunset, turned sideways slightly, looked at Lian Yue, who had just woken up, and said softly.

"Fairy, Qingyun lives up to his wishes. ”