Chapter 822: Fire Dragon Lot

Three poles in the sun!

In the single mansion, it was only then that Yun Mengming was nowhere to be found.

The Demon Dao Monk was not afraid of killing, Cheng Nan's face was gloomy, and a cold breath emanated from his body, which scared the surrounding maids to Suo Suo.

"Shan Daoyou, my nephew Yun is in your mansion, and suddenly disappeared, how can I explain this!"

Shan Zongyang replied: "Brother Cheng, that's the old man's quasi-son-in-law, I can even marry my beloved daughter to him, how can the old man be unfavorable to him." ”

A man in a strong suit said: "Dare to ask Senior Cheng, does Yun Daoyou like to travel by himself, will he want to walk around the city by himself!"

Cheng Nan frowned and said: "This seat was entrusted by Senior Brother Huoyun to accompany him to Xuanshuang City, I have the responsibility to protect him, just now the magic weapon dripping with Master Yun's essence blood was shattered, I estimate that Master Yun's nephew has suffered an accident!"

Shan Zongyang's color suddenly changed.

Cheng Nandao: "Being able to be by your side and me, unconsciously, to attack a dragon and tiger monk, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, Senior Brother Yun's nephew is the only grandson of Senior Brother Yun, brother, if you don't come up with some real credentials, just say that it has nothing to do with the Shan family, I Cheng believe you, Senior Brother Yun will not believe you!"

Shan Zong calmed down and said: "Fortunately, my Shan Mansion has multiple formations to guard, even if the other party is clever, it is impossible not to leave a little trace!"

A moment later, one of the clan's magic circles returned to the scene of last night.

In the middle of the night, the moon was like water, and suddenly there was a ghost outside Yun Mengming's door, and then the ghost directly ignored the ban and directly penetrated Yun Mengming's room.

It didn't take long for the ghost shadow to come out, and in the shadows, the magic circle recorded that the face of the ghost could not be seen, and there was no breath left of the other party, and then it flashed, and the ghost shadow disappeared under the moonlight.

Shan Zongyang asked in disbelief: "What kind of Dao method is this, come without a trace, go without a trace!"

Cheng Nan killed Senran and said: "Hidden under the moon"

Shan Zongyang asked: "Cheng Daoyou, don't you recognize and see this kind of escape method?"

"I haven't seen it" Cheng Nan gritted his teeth and said: "But I once had a subordinate who saw this kind of escape method in Zezhou, the other party can hide under the moon, and their exercises are also very special, they can accumulate the power of the moon and Taiyin, and the magic weapon can see the moon and reflect the light, and kill people when they see the light!"

"Do you have more clues about them?" Shan Zongyang's heart moved and asked.

"No!" Cheng Nan said: "Not long after Master Yun's nephew came to Xuanshuang City, he didn't offend anyone, so he went to the Feixia Dojo to export Qi for the Shan clan, and only the Feixia Dojo was the strongest in the city."

"Most of the shots are related to the Feixia Dojo, it seems that I have to go to the Feixia Dojo to let them know about the next disaster. ”

Shan Zongyang was taken aback, and hurriedly stopped: "There is a Yang Yan Hall behind the other party, we can't afford to mess with this!"

Cheng Nan roared: "The blood debt must be repaid with blood, and I am not afraid of the Yang Yan Palace, and my scattered cultivation alliance is also a rootless grass." ”

A violent momentum suddenly erupted from his body, forming an invisible wind whirlwind, and the strong wind swirled in the air.

Cheng Nan let out a scream, and the sound was agitated, like thunder in the air.

He just pounced directly on the Feixia Dojo.

Cheng Nan came to Xuanshuang City with the intention of expanding the strength of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and originally came quietly.

The Ancestor of the Burning Sun came to Xuanshuang City to trade the Weeping Blood Begonia.

In fact, I also had bad intentions, and I couldn't see that I could take it, so I also came quietly.

The Blazing Sun Ancestor, who was about to return to the sect, frowned when he heard a scream, and said, "Nephew Shi, there is another Daoist friend in Xuanshuang City who returns to the Origin Realm?"

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

There was a break in the void, and a huge gourd flew out, spewing out countless snowflakes and hailstones from the gourd's mouth, covering the entire Feixia Dojo in an instant, and in the biting cold, palm-sized snowflake darts shot out from the void.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Not good"

"Hurry up and sacrifice the magic weapon!"

The cries of chaos and the screams of the crowd were endless.

The Burning Sun Ancestor's eyes widened with anger, a cold glint bloomed in his eyes, and he roared angrily: "Who is the person who came, who dares to kill innocents indiscriminately in front of this seat!"

"Roar" A dragon groaned, and the Burning Sun Ancestor sacrificed his natal magic weapon, the Fire Dragon Lot.

Suddenly, the dragon roared in all directions, the fire dragon soared into the sky, and the flame dragon spread its teeth and claws in the air, circling and dancing.

Cheng Nan sneered and shouted: "Sure enough, there are people who hide their heads and cover their tails."

In Xuanshuang City, countless rays of light flew up, and many monks were moved.

"What's going on?"

"That's a fire-based magic weapon, worthy of being a senior in the Returning to the Origin Period, with your hands and feet, you have the power to burn the sky and boil the sea!"

"Look at that senior, the ice and snow magic weapon is also so bad!"

A group of fugue monks, their eyes shining, stepped on the spiritual weapon, and looked at the two powerful men excitedly.

Cheng Nan's eyes were cold, a little white jade gourd in the void, "dead"!

A bright white essence erupted from the mouth of the gourd, and the snowflakes in the sky gathered in the middle, and a five-zhang long knife light slashed towards the Blazing Sun Ancestor with a screaming sound.

The ice blade screamed, causing the fugue monks who were watching to have their ears buzzing, their headaches splitting, and it was difficult to control even the spiritual weapons under their feet, and everyone couldn't help but change their faces.

"Oh no, we're too close to the two seniors!" exclaimed one of them.

"Carving insect skills, see how the old man breaks you!" Above the fire dragon, the voice of the Burning Sun Ancestor was powerful, and with a dragon roar, the fire dragon was in the air.

The head-on hit the five-zhang long sword.

The two collided, and the fragments of Qihan swords, countless scattered fires, exploded in all directions.

"Poof", "poof", "poof" a muffled sound.

In less than a blink of an eye, none of the dozens of fugue monks watching from a close distance on the side survived, and all of them turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Everyone even let out a scream, and they died in the aftermath of the impact of the two high-grade magic weapons.

Compared with Cheng Nan, the Burning Sun Ancestor was superior, and as soon as he pinched the magic trick, the fire dragon rolled up again and shot out.

"It's not good, run, those two ancestors are going to fight in the city!" In the distance, a loose cultivator shouted, and he seemed to flee outside the city for his life.

Shan Zongyang looked ahead and recognized that it was the Burning Sun Ancestor of the Yang Yan Hall who was doing the work with Cheng Nan.

Shan Zongyang's face was expressionless, but his heart hurt.

Xuanshuang City is his family's fiefdom, no matter which force it is, including the Feixia Dojo, in addition to the dojo, there are other kinds of markets, and they have to contribute some dividends to the single family over the years.

But right now, there is a frame of destruction that was smashed by Cheng Nan and Lieyang Ancestor.

The fire dragon rolled in, and Cheng Nan's figure shook and appeared a hundred zhang away.

The black light flashed in his sleeve, and there was a black short stick in his palm, which was thrown in the wind and turned into a giant stick ten feet long.

Cheng Nan let out a long roar, and a stick swept across Qianjun, and the wind was fierce, and all the shops and buildings under the stick were like paper paste, shattered and turned into flying ashes.

The huge white jade gourd floating in the air, a series of ice bombs with dense pointed cones,

Piercing the void, it brought up the sound of screaming and air waterfall movements, and launched a covering attack on the Sun Ancestor and the Feixia Dojo below him like raindrops.

A disciple beside Shan Zongyang exclaimed, "Master, is Senior Cheng going to fight to the death with the other party?"