This move is an immortal to guide the way, the action is quite difficult, as soon as the sword qi comes out, the edge immediately retracts into his sleeves, if the other party is just an ordinary person, after drawing two crisscrossed scars on his chest, he will not know how he died, because Luo Zhengfeng is empty-handed at this time, and he can pat his ass and leave at any time.

Gu Qing's left foot was a little on the ground, his body leaned forward, the innate Xuan Qi was drawn out, his left arm arched, and his movements quickly slammed into the delicate and silent sword qi!

As soon as the sword qi broke, the cuffs "squeaked" a few times, and a few pieces of rags blew in the wind and turned into butterflies.

Gu Qing was forced by the residual strength of the sword qi, his body involuntarily took a few steps back, his arms were cold and piercing, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

What a strong sword qi!

Gu Qing was secretly frightened, and the Heavenly Aperture Realm turned around smartly, adjusting his breathing.

Luo Zhengfeng's face sank, he turned his head to look at the man in black on the left, and swallowed back the words when they came to his mouth.

The man in black had a solemn face, suddenly hugged his fists, and said cautiously: "Is Master Qing Stunned really practicing in Beihai?"

"Laughing, there are countless small caves in the mountains and fields of the Beihai Ice Abyss, which are really not worth mentioning. ”

Gu Qing thought to himself, the identity and origin of Xuantumen should not be known to too many people, fortunately, the land of Beihai is originally mixed, and there are all kinds of people, and masters like the old man in black clothes and Thirteen Lang may not be able to jump out a few more, everyone is pulling around, and it is not good to be able to pull out a few brothers from distant side branches.

Cousins and cousins are common, but this "cousin brother" is a bit too, I heard that the Xuanmen of the Immortal Sect often form gangs and factions, so I still be cautious.

The man in black said politely: "Below is the third generation of disciples of the Spirit Fairy Seat of the Huanshan Sword Palace, surnamed Xu, and the cursive character Yancheng." I see that your Xuanmen is really angry and authentic, but I can't figure out whether Your Excellency is the Qingtian Sect of Guixu Valley or the Five Elements Sect of Mount Meru?"

This person can actually see the origin of Gu Qing's true qi at a glance, and his eyesight is not bad!

Bai Xingchen laughed on the side and said, "Our Golden Light Rainbow Gate does have a bit of a relationship with Mount Meru, Master Lan Haoyue had a few tricks with the young transcript of the Xuanjin Gate, but unfortunately he couldn't beat it, so he had to go to Beihai and found the Rainbow Gate!"

He foamed at the mouth, making up nonsense, and Xu Yancheng and Luo Zhengfeng were shocked when they heard it, the young transcript real person is the head of the "Three Saints of Xuanmen" in Mount Meru, and that is a grandmaster-level figure!

"Senior Brother Qing stunned came to my Xuanling City, I don't know what advice?" Sure enough, Xu Yancheng even spoke in a different tone than just now, and he was about to start forming a gang.

Gu Qing rolled his eyes: "We're just passing by Xuanling, and we won't cause trouble to the two senior brothers." ”

Luo Zhengfeng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and had the intention to flatter Gu Qing a few words: "Senior Brother Qing's Xuanmen true qi is extraordinary, and he broke my Sunset Cross Sword with one move, which is very admirable!"

Gu Qing chuckled in his heart, the Sunset Cross Sword, he suddenly stared at Luo Zhengfeng's sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "Is the Huanshan Sword Palace in the Sunset Wasteland?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Xu and I are the third-generation Sword Sect disciples of the Wasteland Holy Land. ”

"Is there a senior brother surnamed Gu in your sword sect?" Gu Qing thought of his father and asked tentatively.

Luo Zhengfeng shook his head blankly, as if he couldn't remember a fellow student surnamed Gu.

Gu Qing thought about it, it would be better for me to make friends with them, maybe I could ask them to take me to the Sunset Wasteland for a walk when I had the opportunity in the future.

As soon as he was meditating and meditating, Bai Xingchen suddenly burst out with a sentence: "How many third-generation disciples are there in Xuanling City?"

"Don't hide it from the two senior brothers, the Holy Land Labyrinth is extremely dangerous, not everyone can break in, and the Xuanling tribe has a limited number of places, and only two or three disciples can be arranged to enter the cultivation within ten years, so the number of disciples in the three generations is not much, let alone the surname Gu. ”

"Well, it's not in the second generation of disciples, I'll look for it when I have time. ”

Unexpectedly, when Xu Yancheng and Luo Zhengfeng heard what he said, they suddenly glanced at each other, their faces became gloomy in an instant, and they carried one hand on their backs and hid behind them, as if they were facing the enemy in battle and concentrating on vigilance.

Gu Qing saw that the atmosphere was not right, and he was a little puzzled in his heart, why did the disciples of Huanshan Sword Palace have such a strange temper?

"Two senior brothers, if there is nothing to do, let's leave first. Gu Qing glanced at Bai Xingchen and motioned for him to leave quickly.

"It turns out that you came to Xuanling City to find someone?" Xu Yancheng was expressionless, and his attitude was a little indifferent.

"Yes. ”

"It's a pity that the person you are looking for surnamed Gu is estimated to be missing. ”

"Why?" Gu Qing was taken aback, and there was a faint sense of foreboding in his heart.

Luo Zhengfeng sneered: "Because there is not a single second-generation disciple left in Huanshan Sword Palace many years ago, the Lingxian Master has an order, and anyone in the Xingmang tribe who is looking for the whereabouts of the second-generation disciple will be killed!"

The short sword is in hand, and the sword qi is horizontal!

Two dazzling cold lights conjured up the sword curtain, and the Sunset Cross Sword quickly approached in the air.

The fallen leaves were destroyed by the sword qi and tore silently, one piece turned into two, and two pieces scattered into four.

In an instant, fallen leaves flew all over the sky, and the heavens and the earth were full of slaughter!

Why did the Wasteland Holy Land have such a secret rule? Why did the disciples of the Huanshan Sword Palace be so vicious, and they were killing as soon as they made a move?

Gu Qing was puzzled, but the life-and-death situation in front of him could not allow him to be distracted at all.

Gu Qing and Bai Xingchen both swept up, one left and one right to avoid the cross sword qi, and the left fist attacked, shifting and transposing.

The disciples of the Xuantu Gate of Mount Meru must not be bullied!

For a while, the sword light was fierce, the palm wind was whirring, Gu Qing dodged left and right, but he was unwilling to use the Xuanqi Iron Fist to attack.

Bai Xingchen put his fingers together, and the Nine Palaces Flying Sword rose in response!

The fallen leaves on the ground were pulled by the sword qi, wrapping the nine cold rays, dancing into a rotating sword circle, surrounding Bai Xingchen's body in the middle, sealed without gaps, and without leakage.

The Nine Palaces Flying Sword Formation is infinitely powerful, but Bai Xingchen is only a beginner, he can only defend now, he can't fight back, although his life is worry-free, the situation is very passive! He can't help the destruction of the cross sword qi, Xu Yancheng and Luo Zhengfeng are slowly moving their bodies, approaching step by step.

"What the hell! If you don't open the killing ring, no one will be able to leave!" Bai Xingchen greeted the sword light and yelled at Gu Qing.

Gu Qing is a member of the Flying Marmoset Clan, how can he attack someone from his fellow tribe?

Anyone who is looking for the whereabouts of the second-generation disciples, not to mention killing, this sentence sounded in Gu Qing's ears, which made his heart tremble, such an alarmist order actually came from the mouth of the Sword Palace Grandmaster Spirit Fairy, and the killing between the same sect, what kind of ulterior secrets are hidden in this?

Why did the white-robed invisible man under the lake and pond in Yanyang Village have to go to the Sunset Wasteland to find his father by himself?

Is my father one of the second generation of disciples?

Since there is no one left of the second-generation disciples, is he really dead?

If the iron fist hits any of them, it will definitely be ruined on the spot, as a member of the Flying Tamarin Clan, how can I openly be an enemy of the disciples of the Xuanling Holy Land and the Huanshan Sword Palace?

Two sword qi shot out in front of him, and the cross sword light broke through the air and slashed towards Gu Qing's left arm!

Gu Qing gritted his teeth, I'm not a fish, I can't let you slaughter it, it's a big deal, if you cut off my arm, I'll smash your head!

Gu Qing's right arm suddenly rose upward, meeting a cold light on the side, while his left fist had already smashed into another cross sword qi!

Rumble!

Luo Zhengfeng's entire body seemed to be slammed by a bison, and he flew out directly, and in the screams and shouts, the person had already fallen outside the gate of the Duwei Mansion.

Whoosh!

At the last moment, the demon rope came out in time, and it was wrapped around Xu Yancheng's wrist a few times, and he forcibly lifted his body off the ground, and the short sword in his hand fell to the ground by mistake, but he saw that the end of the rope suddenly stood up, and he was whipped in the face more than ten times, making his neck cramp and his eyes full of gold stars!

Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart palpitated.

If he hadn't saved him in time just now, I'm afraid that the sword qi would have cut off his arm.

At this time, there was a noise outside the gate of the Duwei Mansion, and a few passing tribal people in the streets and alleys were looking around with their heads shrunk and surprised.

They seemed to be shocked by Gu Qing and Bai Xingchen's troubles in the Duwei Mansion, and they curled up around the ground with great interest, humming Luo Zhengfeng, who couldn't help but dare not laugh, and whispered one after another.

Gu Qing's punch didn't kill Luo Zhengfeng, it was really his luck.

Just because Gu Qing's right arm was injured by Xiao Chongzi's sword qi, and his left hand was obviously a little weaker, plus Luo Zhengfeng was a disciple of the sword sect of the Immortal Sect after all, whether it was true qi cultivation or physical fitness, it was different from ordinary people, this punch made him wail again and again, although he was greatly injured, he couldn't die.

Where had Xu Yancheng ever seen such a strange scene, he was carried off the ground by the demon rope, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Bai Xingchen laughed, took the Nine Palace Sword Formation, and squeezed his eyebrows at Gu Qing and said, "Senior brother, the scene is so big, you can perform another wonderful performance!"

What to perform? Oh, got it!

"Let's go!" Gu Qing waved his finger.

The demon binding asked for the order, tied Xu Yancheng's arm in the air, shook it a few times on the spot, as if it was checking his weight, and then turned an arc, whirring the wind, and threw Xu Yancheng out!

Gu Qing patted the corner of his dusty clothes, and walked out of the Duwei Mansion calmly, a few strands of long hair in his ears were thrown up with the wind, and his air was lofty and radiant.

And Xu Yancheng danced in mid-air, climbed over the eaves of the Duwei Mansion, flew over the roof of the alley, and fell into the grass with an upside-down onion.

The people on the street burst into laughter, and bursts of cheers came from the crowd, feeling that the Beihai Shenquan Qing was stunned like an immortal, and he was simply handsome!

"The great patriarch has an order! greet the two Beihai immortals with clan etiquette, and the idle people will avoid it!"

A fierce and high-pitched cry came.

I saw two tigers, leopards, and sandalwood horses on the street, driving slowly, and dozens of elite guards rushed in, stopping the crowd on the side of the street, and lined up on both sides in a well-trained manner.

Yin Wuwu's small eyes narrowed into two slits, and he stepped forward to salute earnestly: "The great patriarch is destined to come down to welcome the two heroes and gather in the Toothless Palace!"

When did he leave the Guardian Mansion? Why didn't he see it just now?

The people were secretly surprised, what? The great patriarch knew about this matter? The great patriarch Qiu Meng actually assigned his own guards to summon him with clan etiquette, and the news caused a sensation in the whole city for a while!

The streets and alleys near the Duwei Mansion have long been surrounded by men, women and children, and there are many voices and discussions for a while.

"Look at it quickly, this is the Beihai Divine Fist Qing stunned in the Great Battle Sword Palace, he is really handsome and chic, and he is a talent!"

"Haha, it's a pleasure! I usually see them walking with their nostrils facing the sky, but today they fell to the ground!"

"Yes, this little brother is so brave!"

"Wow! His magic whip is also very powerful!"

"What kind of mess, is that a rope of boundless mana?"

"I think it's still his senior brother Xingchenzi who is a little more powerful, he beat those black-toothed warriors all over the ground looking for teeth, that's dozens of them by himself!"

"That's not necessarily, in my judgment, there is no problem at all for Qing Stunned to fight hundreds of times. ”

"You know a ball!"

“......”

The street vendor owners and shop men flocked to the car, scrambling to surround the tiger and leopard chariot, just to catch a glimpse of the two young heroes.

Among the onlookers, Cai Wenchang, who was short in stature and had sharp beaks and monkey cheeks, flashed a faint light in the corners of his eyes, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.