Xiong Qiang's calm voice slowly spread in this hall, and the tungsten steel sword in his hand was also slowly withdrawn from Yunlong's neck.

"Shanshan, let's go!" Xiong Qiang's voice said again, and it was only at this time that Li Shanshan came back from her shock, looked at the tall Huaiwu in front of her, with a cold figure up and down her body, bowed her head slightly obediently, and walked to Xiong Qiang's side under the complicated gaze of the group of heroes, and then took Xiong Qiang's arm, raised her head, and walked towards the gate side by side with Xiong Qiang without squinting.

Yunlong's face was cloudy and sunny, and the other six Wudang disciples who fell to the ground also showed great indignation on their faces when they looked at Xiong Qiang's figure, but they couldn't say anything.

Until Xiong Qiang's left foot crossed the high threshold, and his right foot followed closely to mention, Zhao Li's voice also rang out angrily: "Stop!"

Those two words successfully attracted everyone's attention, and dozens of hundreds of pairs of eyes were cast on Zhao Li's body. Even the seven-star sword formation was broken by Xiong Qiang, and the Wudang disciples were defeated, could this Zhao Li still have any ability to keep Xiong Qiang?

Maybe this is the question that everyone has in their hearts!

Xiong Qiang's right foot finally didn't step out, nor did he turn around, just waited quietly, as if waiting for Zhao Li to give him a reason to stop.

Being stared at by everyone, the moment Xiong Qiang stopped, Zhao Li suddenly stopped speaking, only to see his head lowered slightly, his face was cloudy and sunny, obviously until now, he had no reason to keep Xiong Qiang, but in front of the world's heroes, the bride was taken away so naked, which made him feel indignant in his heart.

"Let him go, Senior Brother Yunli, since our skills are not as good as others, and Miss Li is willing to go with him, this matter is ...... Let's forget about this matter!" Yun Long's expression was a little complicated, he glanced at the world's heroes in this hall, and finally let out a long breath.

Zhao Li's face was gloomy, he glared at Xiong Qiang and Li Shanshan fiercely, and never spoke again.

When Xiong Qiang heard this, he said coldly: "If it's okay, don't tell me to stop!"

After saying that, the right foot was lifted again and slowly stepped out.

Listening to Xiong Qiang's words, Zhao Li's face was even more gloomy, and he could only punch the stiff ground angrily, watching Xiong Qiang leave arrogantly.

However, when Xiong Qiang took that step, his face became solemn at that moment, and faintly, he heard a sound of wind, which was formed by the force of his palm breaking through the air!

When he realized this, Xiong Qiang almost didn't hesitate at all, his body suddenly turned to one side, and the hand holding Li Shanshan suddenly changed to a palm, and a palm gently slapped on Li Shanshan's arm, pushing Li Shanshan away.

When Li Shanshan was pushed away, a snow-white ghost suddenly descended and poked out a palm towards Xiong Qiang.

The palm wind was rustling, permeating the surroundings, and although the palm had not yet reached Xiong Qiang's body, he felt an invisible wall of wind squeezing towards him. When he boarded, Xiong Qiang's figure retreated with this wind wall.

But Xiong Qiang didn't feel the slightest murderous aura from this force, but his palm power was extremely feminine and vast! Although it seemed that there was no danger, Xiong Qiang didn't dare to imagine what serious consequences would occur if he was really slapped by this palm.

A person who can emit such a majestic energy is at least a master who has reached the first level of internal force cultivation!

Xiong Qiang thought about it, his body also retreated extremely quickly, and he looked intently as he retreated, only to see that in front of him was an old man with white hair, and the sassy palm wind unfolded his loose moon-white robe and rolled his head full of silver threads.

Under the silver thread, there was a crane-haired and childish face, and there was no anger or murderous aura on this person's face, but the face looked extremely breezy and calm. The palm that contained vast internal strength was exerted by him, and it seemed to be ordinary.

"Master!" Yun Long was the first to speak, his face flashing with joy.

"Shizun is here! It's Shizun who is here!" When the other Wudang disciples saw this old man, their faces were also moved.

"Yes...... It's Qingming Zhenren! Qingming Zhenren is really here, and Xiong Qiang is unlucky. When the group saw this figure, there were people who knew Qingming's real person, and they also showed surprise on their faces, but it was more of a kind of schadenfreude, this time there was another good show to watch!

"Master, he is the murderer of Senior Brother and all Senior Brothers!" Zhao Li saw that Qingming had arrived, and his face immediately regained a trace of pride, pointing at Xiong and forcing him to say.

Xiong Qiang had never seen Qingming Zhenren, but when he heard that Qingming Zhenren had arrived, he thought of the abyss between him and Wudang Yunyan, and his brows were also frowned.

"The dignified Qingming Zhenren of Qingwei Palace, it seems that he is not necessarily very upright, but he is actually using this kind of method of stealing chickens and dogs in front of the public!"

Xiong Qiang said this coldly, hoping that Qingming Zhenren would stop with Wudang's face. It's just that he was suppressed by this wind wall, and he didn't have time to say more, and when his body retreated, the energy in his body suddenly ran violently.

But surprisingly, Qingming Zhenren didn't speak, but the energy contained in his palm seemed to suddenly increase again, although that palm still failed to slap Xiong Qiang's chest between Xiong Qiang's retreat, but the strong wind under the palm pressed Xiong Qiang faintly breathless.

This palm was magnificent, even in the hall, at this time, it was also permeated by the palm wind, and everyone faintly felt an extremely strong energy enveloping their bodies, which actually made some cultivators weak, and their hearts palpitated and became short.

"Qing Ming Zhenren unleashed such a thunderous blow, it seems that he really has the posture to avenge his disciple!"

"This Xiong Qiang is so arrogant and arrogant, he has insulted the disciples of Wudang many times, and he deserves to be taught a lesson by Qingming Zhenren this time, but Wudang's Qingming Zhenren will also be caught off guard by Xiong Qiang and perform a surprise attack, which is indeed a bit unexpected by me. ”

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Looking at Qingming Zhenren's extremely extraordinary shot, Xiong Qiang retreated again and again, and everyone sighed with emotion.

Listening to the discussion of others, Yunlong clearly heard it in his ears, and his face turned red unconsciously, how could he not hear the euphemisms used by these people?

A martial arts elder-like figure sneaked up on a junior in the rivers and lakes, which made Yunlong, who was a disciple of Qingming Zhenren, actually feel that his face was flushed, and he was broken by Xiong Qiang's sword The seven-star sword formation, which has already made Wudang lose his prestige in front of the world's heroes, and now his master is using this method to sneak attack Xiong Qiang, which makes the people of the world think about Wudang?

But what the master wants to do is not something he can control, and all he can do now is to pretend to cough heavily, in order to remind those who are commenting on it to stop.

When those people heard the cough of the Yunlong Daoist, they really stopped talking very interestingly, and turned their eyes to Xiong Qiang's body again.

Although Qingming Zhenren only exerted a palm, for Xiong Qiang, who was caught off guard, the vast palm power was like an invisible wall in front of him.

It was a palm that seemed to be closed, so that he could not attack, and he did not know how to defend it.