"If there is a chance in the future, this seat will definitely go to the Taixu Sword Sect as a guest, and I hope that Sect Master Li will not dislike it!"

"Sect Master Wang is polite, Li must sweep the couch to greet him. ”

"Oh, Sect Master Li really doesn't mind the identity of this Demon Dao Giant?"

"Li has always had clear grievances, as long as Sect Leader Wang doesn't do anything that endangers the Taixu Sword Sect, why should Li be evil to Sect Leader Wang?"

"Sect Master Li is an open person. ”

It's just that such an open person, how can he teach such a simple son?

After a few polite words, Wang Dong prepared to leave.

Li Xuanjing has not yet had a showdown with his father, so there is no need for him to add to it.

"By the way, this seat and Sect Master Li hit it off at first sight, and welcome Sect Master Li to come to the Fengyun God Sect as a guest!" Before leaving, Wang Dong turned around and smiled at Li Zheng.

This sentence made Li Zheng a little embarrassed.

Because he remembers very well that it was on the top of the sun and the moon.

The last words that Wang Dong said to the Silver Sword Ancestor were also these words!

Shaking his head, he threw out the messy thoughts.

This martial arts conference is a mess, and I have to go back quickly.

I don't know how Xuanjing's reflection is at home, with his father taking care of him, I think he should be able to grow a lot this time.

Thinking of his stupid son, Li Zheng couldn't help but feel sad.

Really sad!

At noon the next day, everyone was in a hurry, and Wang Dong suddenly suggested that everyone find an inn to rest for a while.

If they don't rush in broad daylight, they have to rest, they don't understand what routine the king moves.

But since there is food and drink, anyway, the king pays for it, and they are also happy.

Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Wang Dong secretly left the inn, found a tailor shop, and bought clothes casually.

Then the true qi was instilled in his legs, and he quickly ran to a barren countryside.

Put on your new clothes, fold them neatly, and set them aside.

Less than half an hour.

Dark clouds are pressing, and thunder is rolling.

[Mission: Kill Ding Zilong, the head of the Qingyun Sword Sect, and the time limit expires. 】

[If the mission fails, the host will be struck by lightning for five minutes!]

Thunder, thunderbolts, lightning and thunder, a roar.

Wang Dong was bathed in thunder light, frantically running the Thunder Emperor Immortal Sutra, and his face was full of comfort and comfort.

"Oh~~~~ cool ~~~~~~~~"

The Thunder Emperor True Yuan seemed to be a terrifying thunder-devouring beast, frantically devouring the surrounding thunder.

At the beginning, the true qi of the Thunder Emperor, absorbing these thunders, you have to be careful and careful, you have to refine and refine and refine.

Now the Thunder Emperor Zhenyuan is different, it's like a cow chewing peonies, and if you catch it, you will swallow it wildly, and it is not taboo at all.

In just five minutes, the Thunder Emperor True Yuan had multiplied several times, and it was much thicker.

The dantian was actually filled by nearly one-tenth of the Thunder Emperor True Yuan!

"It's the cutest system in the world. The king muttered, and changed the clothes he had taken off before.

Subconsciously looked back, fortunately, Zhao Zhiruo's voyeur girl was not there.

After changing his clothes, Wang Dong felt the Thunder Emperor Zhenyuan in his body.

"Such a strong Thunder Emperor True Yuan should be able to support me to use [Wind and Thunder Lightning]. ”

In the Immortal Sutra of the Thunder Emperor, a lot of "martial arts" are recorded.

In fact, martial arts are not appropriate!

This kind of attack method can be learned before cultivating the first layer of the Thunder Emperor's Immortal Sutra, and it can indeed be regarded as a martial art.

However, a very demanding technique like [Wind Thunder Lightning] cannot be used without cultivating the Thunder Emperor Immortal Sutra, and the true yuan is not strong enough to a certain extent!

This kind of can no longer be described as martial arts.

Spells are more suitable!

[Wind and thunder], to put it bluntly, is a kind of footwork.

It's not a rush footwork, it's a close-range footwork used to kill the enemy.

It's so fast that it can't be caught by the naked eye, like a flash!

Wang Dong closed his eyes, and the use of [Wind and Thunder Lightning] had been simulated countless times in his mind.

Long......

Wang Dong opened his eyes and took a step suddenly.

His figure flickered, as if he had disappeared out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, his figure appeared in a position two meters away.

From the original location to the current location, there are almost no traces and it is completely impossible to capture.

As if it really is...... Flash!

"Pretending to be a sharp weapon. Wang Dong commented.

"Although with my current ability, I can only step two meters in one step, but it is still a nirvana!"

This kind of unguardable means is indeed a bit scary.

Before returning to the inn, Wang Dong brought a hairpin and pretended to be just strolling around.

"Send you!" Wang Dong casually inserted the hairpin on Lu Caiyi's head.

The Blood Demon walked over, sniffed his nose, and said strangely, "Are you going to steal the roast suckling pig?" ”

Wang Dong rolled his eyes.

Is it a dog?

Then the group returned to the Storm God Cult, and there was no more turmoil.

Qingzhou, Mingyue Villa.

Gongzi Yu wore a bronze mask and summoned the chief steward of Mingyue Villa, Yun Zheng.

"Let's check, the disciples in the villa, who has a grudge against the Flying Butterfly Gate. ”

"Yes, owner!"

A quarter of an hour later, an inner disciple came to Gongzi Yu under the leadership of Yun Zheng.

"Disciple Mo Bei, I have seen the owner of the village. ”

Gongzi Yu sat on a bronze seat, wearing a mask, and he couldn't see his expression, only an indifferent voice came out.

"I heard that your family of nine was all killed by Lin Xuejiao, the elder of the Flying Butterfly Gate?"

"Back to the owner, it's true, Lin Xuejiao, the old witch, is a heinous female devil!

Just because my mother called her ugly, she killed my whole family.

If I hadn't been studying art outside, I would have been murdered. ”

Gongzi Yu nodded and said calmly: "Such a vicious and wicked person actually blended into such a righteous sect as the Flying Butterfly Sect, it is really a shame for my righteous sects.

You pack up and get ready, and the owner of this village will go to the Flying Butterfly Gate with you to seek justice for you!

If the Flying Butterfly Gate is unwilling to clean up the portal, the owner of this village will do it for the heavens, uphold justice, and clean up this piece of dirt!"

"Huh?" Mo Bei looked dazed, unable to believe it.

He cultivated day and night, just to kill Lin Xuejiao to take revenge, even if he died together and could not recover, he would not hesitate to do it.

Over the years, he has learned a lot of martial arts techniques that can kill 1,000 enemies and self-damage 800, but he still can't be sure of killing Lin Xuejiao.

Lin Xuejiao is a martial artist at the eighth layer of the True Qi Realm, he is only the fifth layer of the True Qi Realm, and he originally thought that if he wanted to take revenge, he would have to wait for at least ten years!

I didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly, and the owner actually wanted to stand up for him.

"Disciples don't need to pack up, they don't need to prepare, they can set off at any time!" Mo Bei said excitedly.

Gongzi Yu stood up from the bronze chair.

"The owner of this village likes a neat and neat person like you, let's go!"

Just go.

Walking to the gate of the villa, seeing that Gongziyu was not ready to bring any more people, Mo Bei couldn't help but ask, "Master Zhuang, don't you want to bring more disciples?"

After all, it's a hassle to come to the door to find someone, and if you don't call some people more, you always feel that you lack a little momentum.

Gongzi Yu shook his head and said calmly: "The owner of this village alone can be worth a thousand troops!"