"You!" Xiaoyue raised her pink fist and chased after Zhen Zheng.

"Sister Xiaoya, is that sister in white a master?" asked Ah Yong as he walked behind.

Dugu Xiaoyue's ears moved, her body froze suddenly, and Hongxia slowly climbed up her cheeks. Xiaoyue flashed to Ah Yong's side and rewarded him with a violent shudder, Ah Yong squatted on the ground, covering the big bag on his head, and green smoke curled on it.

"It hurts, master, are you a woman?" said Ah Yong.

Dugu Xiaoyue's pretty face was covered with a layer of frost, and gave Ah Yong a violent shudder, Ah Yong cried, and seeing Dugu Xiaoyue from then on was like a mouse seeing a cat.

Back at the martial arts hall, Zhen Zheng asked Ah Yong about his family situation, Ah Yong said that his parents were far away, and he was also from a far away place, and he didn't say anything else, and Zhen Zheng didn't ask again.

Zhen Zheng asked Uncle Zhao to arrange a room for Ah Yong, let Ah Yong take a bath, change him into clean clothes, and Ah Yong, who was refreshed, walked in front of everyone.

Everyone stared at Ah Yong carefully, and the rogue dragon spoke, "Well, if you are giving Ah Yong a hat and a towel on your shoulder, it will be more like a shopkeeper in the hall." ”

Dugu Xiaoyue and the rogue dragon rarely reached an agreement, "Sure enough, if there is a master, there must be a disciple, the master is very scummy, and the disciple is really extraordinary." Dugu Xiaoyue sneered.

Xiao Ya shook her head and said, "Why do I think Ah Yong looks even more ordinary than Brother Zhen Zheng." ”

Ah Yong was hit hard, squatted on the ground and drew circles, and Zhen Zheng opened his mouth to comfort. "It's okay, you can treat it if you grow scum. ”

Ah Yong stood up. He seemed to see the light of day, and his eyes were full of anticipation. "As long as you don't go out less during the day, that's fine. Zhen Zheng said seriously.

Yong's self-esteem was completely shattered.

Zhen Zheng and Ah Yong came to the martial arts training ground of the martial arts hall, Zhen Zheng stood in front of Ah Yong, standing with his hands in his hands, the breeze blew Zhen Zheng's coarse cloth robe, and the long shirt fluttered, blocking half of Zhen Zheng's face.

Zhen Zheng let out a Dao Qi and formed a circular red air shield around his body, blocking the wind out. The caftan hung down naturally without wind. Ah Yong's eyes lit up and he was amazed.

"This is the sword qi, as long as you reach the unsheath realm, you can have it. Zhen Zheng said proudly.

"Master, teach me quickly, as long as I have sword energy, I will no longer be afraid of the wind blowing my hair. "Ah Yong was full of interest in kendo at this time.

Zhen Zheng shook his head helplessly, and gave Ah Yong an ordinary iron sword, so that Ah Yong usually held the sword all the time to exercise his sense of the sword. This method was taught to Zhen Zheng by the old man Xuangu. At that time, Zhen Zheng didn't know anything about kendo, so Zhen Zheng decided to teach Ah Yong according to the old man's method.

Thousands of figures in the sky slowly flew closer, like black clouds overpowering the city. Obscuring the sky. They are uniformly wearing black martial arts uniforms, with the word "Qiankun" printed on their backs, and they are all from the Qiankun Martial Arts Hall. Those who can fly are at least Qi masters. It is equivalent to the realm of the way of the sword, and the Qiankun Martial Arts Hall has unexpectedly dispatched thousands of masters above the level of Qi Master at once. Among them, there are many Qi Sects and even Qi Kings, and the strength of the Qiankun Martial Arts Pavilion is terrifying.

"Master. You teach me to fly, so that it will be much more convenient to go out in the future. Ah Yong looked at the crowd in the sky and said out of place.

Zhen Zheng frowned slightly, and saw two people standing in the air, one he had seen, it was Chu Kun, Chu Kun stood next to a man who looked seven points similar to Chu Kun, the golden fist gloves emitted a dazzling light, this person was the peak powerhouse of the Qi King, and it must be Chu Qian, the owner of the Qiankun Martial Arts Pavilion.

Zhen Zheng flew into the air and confronted the thousands of people in the Qiankun Martial Arts Hall. Ah Yong saw Zhen Zheng flying, and little stars appeared in his eyes.

Uncle Zhao, Dugu Xiaoyue, Loach Dragon, and Purple Sword came out one after another, looking up at the sky, and the Loach Dragon yawned, "It turned out to be a swarm of flies, I thought who was coming." After that, he turned around and went back to sleep. Uncle Zhao wanted to go up to help, but was stopped by Dugu Xiaoyue, "Don't worry about him, he has rough skin and thick meat, and those people can't hurt him." Although he said so, there was still a hint of worry between his eyebrows.

"Hey, aren't you Zhen Zheng's sword, why don't you go up and help?" Dugu Xiaoyue said to Zijian.

Zijian watched the battle below with great interest, and when he heard Xiaoyue say this, he was a little dissatisfied, "A group of flies still use Jian Ye to personally attack? Besides, Jian Ye is on vacation now and is not working." ”

Dugu Xiaoyue pursed her lips, her heart was really close to Zhu and red and black to ink, the dragon around Zhen Zheng was a rogue dragon, and the sword was a ruffian sword, and there was no good thing.

In the sky, Chu Qian and Chu Kun stood side by side, seeing Zhen Zheng's fearless look, Chu Qian was slightly surprised, and secretly said that this young man is really not simple.

"You're the one who stopped our Qiankun Martial Arts Pavilion last time?" Chu Qian said.

Zhen Zheng nodded, "You are here to make amends this time?"

"Joke, you are not ashamed to say that you are dying at the end of your life, do you really think that you can fight against our entire Qiankun Martial Arts Hall with the strength of one person? Chu Kun sneered.

Zhen Zheng put away his contempt, since the other party dared to say so, he must have something to rely on.

"If you are willing to submit to my Qiankun Martial Arts Pavilion, I can forgive you for what you did before. Chu Qian said.

"In that case, let's fight. Zhen Zheng said indifferently.

"Hmph, toast and don't eat and drink, set up a formation!" Chu Gan gave an order, and thousands of masters of the Qiankun Martial Arts Hall formed a large array, the huge array was like a pitch-black night sky, and like a black giant mirror, the deep darkness seemed to connect the other world.

A phantom of an ancient troll slowly appeared in the sky above the dark array, and a dark dark dragon was coiled on the body of the demon, and the dragon's power was monstrous.

As soon as the ancient troll appeared, the whole world seemed to fall into darkness, Zhen Zheng frowned, looking at the invincible demon body in front of him, although it was an illusory shadow, it gave Zhen Zheng a huge pressure, this troll phantom was probably at least in the middle stage of the Qi Emperor.

Zhen Zheng turned into a sword ghost, red blood light appeared around the sword ghost, and the essence of heaven and earth within a range of thousands of miles quickly gathered towards Zhen Zheng, and Zhen Zheng's momentum rose sharply.

Chu Qian saw that Zhen Zheng had turned into a monster, his momentum was almost similar to that of a troll's phantom, his complexion changed slightly, he flew towards the troll, stood still in the center of the demon body, and fused with the troll, the floating demon body gradually became solid, and the troll raised his head and let out a demon roar, which shook for nine days.

"Boy, it looks like you've met an opponent this time. "Zhen Zheng appeared beside the Divine Dragon Saint Ancestor and the Purple Sword. The Divine Dragon Saint Ancestor's face was a little solemn, he looked at the Wanzhang Troll, and said slowly, "This troll is not a creature of the Heavenly Dao Dynasty, he was summoned from another plane, and the Dark Dark Dragon, I have seen it in other planes. A small martial arts hall in a mere prefecture can summon creatures from another world, I'm afraid this Qiankun martial arts hall is not that simple. ”

"Boy, even if you are the Emperor of Qi, give me death!" The troll blasted out a pair of demonic fists, surrounded by demonic energy, and the tattoo of the dark dragon could be faintly seen on the fist.

Zhen Zheng held the purple sword, a sweep of the gods, and scattered the demonic energy wrapped on the magic fist, the magic fist was still offensive, and the purple sword turned into a giant sword, "Look at my purple moon vision!" A purple full moon hung in the dark sky, dyeing the earth a strange purple, and the troll received the influence of the purple moon and became smaller, the demon body shrunk to a thousand feet of giant, and the power of the demon fist also plummeted.

Zhen Zheng used his qi to slash the purple sword, and the giant soldier slashed the god! The purple sword collided with the demon fist, and the entire Nine Shadows Prefecture shook violently, and the purple sword slashed the demon fist into blood mud, sprinkling the sky full of blood rain, and the rain fell into the Nine Hidden City, the black demon blood had a terrible demonic nature, and mortals who were contaminated with the demon blood all turned into walking corpses in the cry of sorrow.

The troll regrew a pair of demon fists, Zhen Zheng frowned, this troll's ability to regenerate is much stronger than his own, and he doesn't know what method to use if he wants to completely destroy it. (To be continued......)