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In the dark clouds, Yu Ziqing hung the unicorn beads on his head, stood with his hands in his hands, and the cold stars in his eyes were dotted, and the killing machine was revealed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Standing beside him was Xia Lan, who looked pale, but there was a bit of expectation and fanaticism in his eyes.

Yu Ziqing used to be a fairy-like existence in Xia Lan's mind, powerful and invincible! But since seeing Wu Honghao's terrifying momentum, Xia Lan has completely lost confidence in Yu Ziqing in her heart, which is also the main reason why she refused to reveal his whereabouts even if she died. It's just that she never expected that a dark cloud would come, and Yu Ziqing would save her from Wu Hong in a blink of an eye.

Having personally experienced the terrifying momentum of the strong, the kind of insignificant helplessness without the power of a backhand, Xia Lan began to have a certain understanding of the strong person who cultivates the truth, Yu Ziqing can save her from Wu Hong's hands in a flash, his strength is no longer the power she imagined out of thin air, but the power of the real and real can feel the contrast.

She believes that even if Yu Ziqing is not Wu Hong's opponent, at least it is not far away.

The strong man who fell suddenly was re-erected in Xia Lan's heart, and at this time, Xia Lan's admiration for Yu Ziqing was more fanatical than ever!

"Penglai Immortal Sect!" Yu Ziqing's eyes skyrocketed, with his wisdom, it was not difficult to judge that Wu Hong's encounter with Xia Lan was purely accidental, his real purpose should be to find himself, otherwise Wu Hong's cultivation should be hiding in the sect and cultivating, instead of appearing by the Qiantang River in the middle of the night.

Yu Ziqing's killing machine was great, which immediately caused the dark clouds to surge and churn, and purple lightning flashed and shuttled in the dark clouds, as if a storm was brewing.

"Put down the woman with interest, get out of here immediately!" Wu Hong saw the dark clouds rolling, the thunder and lightning faintly flashing, and he didn't see any other movement, but he thought that the people in the dark clouds were frightened by the name of Penglai Immortal Sect, and raised his head and said coldly. But he had already made up his mind in his heart, and once the person in the dark clouds put down Xia Lan, he immediately released the Xuanyin Sword to shoot him.

"Master, this person is very powerful, why don't we avoid it for the time being!" Xia Lan couldn't wait for Yu Ziqing to kill Wu Hong with a sword, but when she thought of the vast and fierce momentum that Wu Hong exuded from her body just now, she still couldn't help but shudder, and when she saw Wu Hong's threats, she persuaded in a low voice.

When Yu Ziqing heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer of disdain, and he said lightly: "Avoid it? There is no one in this world who can touch me Yu Ziqing, and the only outcome of the person who moves me is...... Die!"

As soon as the word death came out, a long, vast and cold aura burst out from Yu Ziqing's body.

Xia Lan couldn't help but tremble, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked up at Yu Ziqing in confusion.

At this time, Yu Ziqing stood above the dark clouds, like a huge giant sword like a towering mountain, and the blade of the giant sword pierced straight into the sky, as if it could poke a hole in the sky.

Xia Lan suddenly had a very strange and subtle feeling, she felt that she was also a strong person, and it was also a terrifying momentum that made her tremble. Wu Hong gave her the feeling of being a scumbag outburst, but the master in front of her was like a famous family that had been precipitated over countless years, and his gestures naturally revealed a noble, elegant, confident, and ancient temperament, which made people can't help but look up to and revere her.

At this moment, Wu Hong also faintly felt the terrifying momentum emanating from the dark clouds, his expression couldn't help but change slightly, and the whole person suddenly soared up, looking at Yu Ziqing from afar. Seeing this, the red-crowned crane also spread its wings and rushed into the night sky, floating beside Wu Hong in the air.

"I can't see it, Your Excellency has a bit of Taoism, no wonder you dare to go against my Penglai Immortal Sect, but I advise Your Excellency to obediently put that woman down, otherwise you will regret it!" Wu Hong said coldly, his eyes shot out a sharp gaze like an eagle falcon, trying to see Yu Ziqing's face clearly, but Yu Ziqing and Xia Lan were surrounded by clouds and mist, and they could see the figures, but they couldn't see their faces clearly.

"Haha, aren't you Penglai Immortal Sect all arrogant and ignorant?" There was a rolling thunder in the dark clouds, and then the dark clouds rolled for a while, like the sea water at low tide, and in a blink of an eye, it retracted the unicorn bead hanging above Yu Ziqing's head.

Under the cold moonlight, Yu Ziqing stood in the air, his clothes fluttering, and there was a graceful and graceful Xia Lan standing beside him, and below was the Qiantang River rolling eastward, but it was indescribably free.

"It's you!" Wu Hong couldn't help but blurt out in surprise when he saw that Yu Ziqing's face was the same as the portrait provided by Ling Xuehong.

Sure enough, it was coming for me! Yu Ziqing's expression was cold when he heard this, and he said lightly: "It seems that your Penglai Immortal Sect is not very interesting, and you even sent people around to look for me!"

"Haha, it's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!" Wu Hong laughed out loud, but his heart was secretly awe-inspiring, this person really seemed to be only at the realm of the Bigu period as Ling Xuehong said, but Ling Xuehong and Qi Qing could retreat with their whole bodies, no matter how powerful this person was, it would not be possible to be better than me, otherwise at least one of the two of them would be left behind.

"Hmph, when you are dying, you dare to speak so loudly!" Yu Ziqing sneered, and with a palm of his hand, the Taidou Sword appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Although the material of the Taidou Sword is average, it has been tempered by the Mud Pill Palace, and it is no longer comparable to before, and the quality alone has been close to the top-grade magic weapon, and even a small wisp of sword spirit has gradually been generated.

As soon as this sword came out, that small wisp of sword spirit immediately took the initiative to attract wisps of Beidou star power, exuding a little starlight-like cold sword light in the moonlight.

Wu Hong's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly in the face of that sword, and said, "Good sword! However, no matter how good your flying sword is, it is not my opponent!"

As he spoke, Wu Hong's cyan robe was blowing without wind, and the Xuanyin Sword above his head shone brightly, suddenly shooting out a sharp sword of more than ten zhang.

"The name of this sword is Xuanyin, it is made of ten thousand years of cold ice and iron that I obtained from the abyss of the East China Sea, after five hundred years of warm cultivation and breeding, it has been psychic, and can take people's heads and thousands of miles away! As soon as people enter it, they will be like headless flies, unable to get out of the fog at all, and will eventually be killed by a knife like a sword!"

Speaking of the back, Wu Hong smiled arrogantly and proudly, shook his hand, and the small banner in his hand hunted in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became a banner with a long length. The banner swayed, like a sword yin wind and a thick fog rushing out, making a whining sound, stirring the surrounding space into turmoil, exuding infinite gloom, like nine netherworlds.

"So what?" Yu Ziqing watched Wu Hong's performance with interest and asked lightly.

"How about it? I advise you to obediently give me the woman next to you, maybe I can still intercede for you, and let the ancestor let you live, otherwise you will definitely die!" Wu Hong saw that Yu Ziqing didn't care about his threat at all, and glanced at himself with clown-like eyes, so angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently, but Xia Lan was all his hope for becoming an immortal, for her, Wu Hong even did not hesitate to kill his personal disciple who had followed him for hundreds of years, and he didn't dare to make a rash move, for fear of hurting Xia Lan, or forcing Yu Ziqing to jump off the wall in a hurry, and kill Xia Lan first in a fit of anger!

"Haha, let your ancestor let me live, let's let him ask for more blessings!" Yu Ziqing looked up to the sky and laughed, and then suddenly his face sank, his hand raised to the sky, and fifteen points of golden light crossed the sky.

Wu Hong was a master of art and bold, seeing that the golden light was not shooting at him, he didn't even move his eyelids, just stared at Yu Ziqing coldly, and said, "Sure enough, it's an arrogant person, it seems ......."

Before Wu Hong finished speaking, the fifteen points of golden light had quickly fallen into the sky, turning into fifteen gold-armored giants holding wide swords with wide swords, the gold-armored giants were divided into two groups, a group of eight people, a group of seven people, divided into a gossip array and the Big Dipper Seven Star Array, and surrounded all three people and one bird in a circle inside and outside.

The vast and majestic, the momentum of the vicissitudes of ancient times, and the incomparable murderous aura rushed from all directions in an instant, enveloping the entire heaven and earth.

"Scatter beans into soldiers! You, you can actually scatter beans into soldiers!" Wu Hong's eyes widened in shock, and his speech was a little stammering. Immediately, Wu Hong's expression became extremely solemn, and he no longer had the confidence to win.

Sprinkle beans into soldiers, a real immortal spell!

Although there were people in the cultivation realm in the ancient times who could use it, but now it has long become a legend, even Tanyun Zhenren, one of the three immortals of the East China Sea, the sect leader of the Penglai Immortal Sect, will not use it. Last time, Yu Ziqing was cast in the dark clouds, Ling Xuehong and Qi Qing only thought that the fifteen golden-armored giants were Yu Ziqing's entourage lurking in the dark clouds, and they never thought that it was Yu Ziqing who cast the immortal spell of scattering beans into soldiers. Otherwise, Tanyun Zhenren would not have just sent three generations of disciples to find and hunt down Yu Ziqing.

"You still have some vision, but it's a pity that you know too late!" Yu Ziqing sneered.

"Do you think that fifteen Jindan stage armors can threaten me? Haha, it seems that I was lucky tonight, not only did I meet a rare Xuanqi witch, but I was also able to catch a glimpse of the legendary immortal magic. Wu Hong laughed, looking at Yu Ziqing's eyes burning with a strong sense of greed, but this Wu Hong immediately found that the fifteen golden armor giants were not only majestic and terrifying, but their cultivation was only in the golden pill period, and they were obviously the entourage that Ling Xuehong and Qi Qing said in their mouths, not only was he greatly relieved, but he was also greedy, wanting to snatch this lost immortal family spell from Yu Ziqing's hands.

"Hmph, ridiculous, do you think those fifteen armors were used to kill you?" Yu Ziqing sneered.

"It's not here to kill me, but it's better to prevent me from escaping? Arrogant, really arrogant, haha!" Wu Hong seemed to hear the most ridiculous words in the world, and once again looked up to the sky and laughed.

Yu Ziqing's deep dark eyes glanced at Wu Hong indifferently, just like looking at a dead person, without a trace of emotion, and then a faint smile appeared on his face, and his hand was raised.

Whoosh! A golden light burst through the air and shot towards Wu Hong!

The dazzling golden light illuminates the dark night sky, with a cold murderous aura!

Wu Hong saw that Yu Ziqing really dared to fight against him, and a hideous sneer appeared on his face, and the Xuanyin Sword dragged a long sword rainbow, with a cold sword aura of the Dao, and greeted the Taidou Sword like electricity. Almost at the same time, Wu Hong shook the Yin Wind Mist Banner in his hand vigorously, and suddenly the overwhelming fog was mixed with countless Yin Cold Wind Blades that were dense like locusts, surging out of the flag, engulfing Yu Ziqing and Xia Lan in the blink of an eye.

(To be continued)