Yuan Kaiji slowly got up from the ground, his nosebleed flowed, he wiped a handful of nosebleeds, and smiled indifferently. Yuan Kaiji's face gradually deformed, the seven orifices continued to distort, the two eyes became bigger and smaller, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching, which was very weird!

Gradually, Yuan Kaiji's face stopped changing, and when he looked at his face again, where was this still Yuan Kaiji! It was clearly another person! After this person changed, he swept away Yuan Kaiji's roughness, and actually had a pair of apricot-like peach blossom eyes, two curved eyebrows as thin as willow leaves, and two cheeks red, just like the little lady to be married, delicate and beautiful.

This person stood up and rubbed his face, pinched the orchid in his hand and said in a coquettish voice: "Shouchang Zhenren, the pretty face of the slave family is going to be broken by you, I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!"

Shouchang Zhenren was unmoved, glaring angrily, full of murderous aura, "Fan Miaochun, the fourth master of the Wunian Sect! Today you actually ran to my Dao Gate to spread wild, I let you have a life to come and go!"

Li Yichen, who was lying in a pool of blood, finally had a glimmer of brilliance in his dim eyes when he heard what Shouchang Zhenren said, he didn't expect that the person who abolished himself turned out to be the fourth master of the Wunian Sect, he engraved the name Fan Miaochun deeply in his heart, he raised his neck and stared at Fan Miaochun, this face, he will never forget in his life!

"Tut-tut, what did Shouchang Zhenren say, the slave family just saw that this little brother was talented and intelligent, and wanted to help him, and also to make a good relationship in the rivers and lakes in the future, how could Shouchang Zhenren be so ignorant of the slave family's good intentions!" Fan Miaochun was still so coquettish, which made people have goosebumps.

Fan Miaochun didn't mention it, but he stabbed Shouchang Zhenren's injury again, and Shouchang Zhenren shouted angrily: "Forming a good fate?! It turns out that in the eyes of your Wunian Sect, the abolition of people's tendons and veins is a good fate, okay!

Fan Miaochun thought that he was amorous and threw a flattering look at Shouchang Zhenren, "Shouchang Zhenren's words are wrong, as the so-called heaven will descend on the Si people, they must first suffer their minds, work their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skins, the slave family is just pushing the boat down the river, Shouchang Zhenren is not grateful to the slave family, how can he abolish the slave family, it really hurts the heart of the slave family!"

"Don't talk nonsense, look at the sword!" Shouchang Zhenren didn't plan to entangle with Fan Miaochun anymore, a sword went straight to Fan Miaochun's throat, Fan Miaochun could become the top of the four masters of natural martial arts among the many masters, and rushed forward with the Sun and Moon Wheel Sword in his hand at the moment.

The sword and sword shadows, the fire is shining, and the two of them have fought back and forth for a while, and they can't tell the winner!

Li Yichen is facing the sky, he can't move his fingers if he wants to, he can only look up at the sky with all his limbs in ruins, hoping to find a trace of his grandfather, helpless, only a piece of clean clouds.

Shouchang Zhenren and Fan Miaochun fought dozens of rounds without distinguishing the winner or loser, Shouchang Zhenren gradually played a real fire, a sky-high sword qi went straight to Fan Miaochun, in the face of this sword Fan Miaochun was shocked, there was no longer that indifference on his face, the internal force around his body was running wildly, and his momentum skyrocketed!

Rumble!

Walking stones rolling, sand and dust filled, Fan Miaochun knelt on one knee, the round wheel scimitar in his left hand had been shattered into iron pieces, the half-moon knife in his right hand was propped up on the ground, and the Taoist robe on his body was also shattered into pieces by this sword, and his limbs were bleeding, and he looked embarrassed!

The two fell silent, and Fan Miaochun finally couldn't hold back and spurted out a mouthful of blood, "It's worthy of Tiangang's swordsmanship, it's really domineering!"

"Poor Dao has dull qualifications, I have only learned three tricks, this is the first move, Poor Dao has two more tricks, which is enough to take your life, today I will call you to bury the bones of the Heavenly Shu Sect!" Shouchang Zhenren Jian Feng pointed and said.

Fan Miaochun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and was just about to speak, his eyes flickered, and suddenly the whole person was stunned, and two people fell beside Shouchang Zhenren, these two people were none other than Xuxuan Zhenren and Wenhua Zhenren who rushed over when they heard the sound of fighting!

The two of them first looked at the person who was fighting against Shouchang Zhenren, and at this time, Fan Miaochun had long since lost his previous appearance, and was replaced by a ragged, embarrassed, and disgraced face! As long as people who were not particularly familiar with him could not recognize his appearance at all, Xuxuan Zhenren asked puzzledly: "Senior Brother Shouchang, who is this person? Why did you two fight?"

Shouchang Zhenren's eyes were always fixed on Fan Miaochun, for fear that he would run away, and said coldly: "He is Fan Miaochun, the fourth master of the Wunian Sect, and he has always disguised himself as Yuan Kaiji's identity and hidden in the Tianshu Sect, this bastard has abolished Li Yichen's muscles and dantian! Senior Brother Xuxuan, I can't let him run away today!"

The two real people were shocked, and hurriedly turned their heads to look at the person in the pool of blood, and sure enough, it was Li Yichen! Xuxuan Zhenren hurriedly ran to Li Yichen's side and took his pulse, and stood up coldly and looked at Fan Miaochun, "My Dao Sect has no intention of fighting with the Wu Nian Sect as an enemy, but you have done such a thing that damages the face of my Dao Sect, it is useless to say more, pay for the blood debt and blood!"

Fan Miaochun was not flustered, but he didn't dare to use the previous coquettish voice, but his tone was full of ridicule and said: "The Seven Sects of Daomen hold the first place in the rivers and lakes and act openly and fairly, but now they want to bully more and less, although our Wunian Sect has a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes, but it never does anything to bully more and less than others, and even does things that are heroes and heroes who win more with less, this famous sect is really ridiculous!"

"You are the fourth master of the Wunian Sect, but you have changed your face to bully our outer disciples, this kind of Xiaoxiao is also worthy of us? treat you Wunian Sect's dogs, we don't need to talk to you about the morality of the rivers and lakes!" Xuxuan Zhenren said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the three real people rushed towards Fan Miaochun at the same time, Fan Miaochun finally panicked, he wanted to rely on words to provoke the Xuxuan Zhenren and Wenhua Zhenren to make a move because of their bad reputation, but he didn't expect that Xuxuan Zhenren didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and didn't even give him a chance to breathe, at this time, Fan Miaochun was no longer an opponent in the face of a Shouchang real person, not to mention two more real people, two fists are hard to beat four hands, let alone six hands?

Fan Miaochun kept wielding the half-moon knife in his right hand, but it was only in vain, and within ten moves, he was seriously injured by the combined strength of the three of them, spitting blood.

Shouchang Zhenren kicked the sword step by step towards Fan Miaochun, who was already powerless to fight back, "Wu Nian Sect is absolutely devoid, start with you first!" A silver light flashed, and the tip of the sword rushed straight towards Fan Miaochun!

Clang!

Shouchang Zhenren's sword was broken into two sections, and the tip of the sword flew obliquely into the solid stone on the side!

The three real people were shocked, who in the world could break the sword of Shouchang real people in the air?!

Fan Miaochun, who fell to the ground, smiled unconsciously at the corner of his mouth, and the tight strings could finally be loosened.

"I don't think about the Sect, even Lu Yanzhen doesn't dare to say this, why do you say it?

In front of the three real people, a person suddenly fell from the sky, this person was dressed in a black crane, with a dark blue thunder-patterned jade belt tied around his waist, and his temples were like clouds without binding his hair, swaying in the wind. A pair of blazing tiger eyes, tall and burly, introverted, the old god is there, but there is a kind of pride that looks down on the world.

The three real people looked at the person in front of them in disbelief, and said in anticipation: "Shen... Why are you here?!"

"Is there a place in this world that I can't go to Shentu Hongliang? Even if it is Biwa Zhuyong in Luo City that day, I can come and go freely, not to mention your district Daomen!" the man said in an indifferent tone behind his hands.

If such a rebellious remark came from someone else's mouth, it would definitely make the people who heard it laugh and be generous, and a reckless man dared to say that he came and went freely in that palace, was he impatient to live or was he too long?

But if this sentence is said from the mouth of Shentu Hongliang, no one will think that he is joking, the Son of Heaven is angry, millions of corpses are ambushed, and thousands of miles of blood are shed; Shentu Hongliang was furious, and it was really not a joke to ambush millions of corpses!