"Who is Your Excellency?" asked the Qingxuan Daoist in a cold voice, his anger subdued slightly.

However, the offensive in his hands has not been restrained in the slightest, and being choked by others is equivalent to his life being controlled by others, how dare he take it lightly.

Even if he is a friend or an enemy, such a move is a great taboo, and now that he is full of anger, how can he care about Zhang Qian's identity, and he will teach you a lesson first.

Zhang Qian saw that the dragon claws condensed by the clouds on his fan did not show signs of dissipation, but gradually became public, and his heart was flooded with a burst of murderous intention, he wanted to temporarily save some face for this Qingxuan Daoist, after all, he still had to rely on this person to help him become famous, and even could use his strength to deal with Yang Jiye, although the two of them met at the beginning, Zhang Qian recognized his identity according to the magic power he used and the folding fan in his hand, that is, the Qingxuan Daoist who despised the Wangxia Fairy, was originally entrusted by him to give this person a color, but Zhang Qian now has other plans, so he temporarily suppressed this idea, and waited for another opportunity in the future, but this Qingxuan Daoist is so aggressive, then he simply pushed the boat with the water。

If you want to bring shame on yourself, I will fulfill you, and by the way, you will be sober.

Zhang Qian's body turned, and the two of them were facing each other by mistake, but this time they moved their bodies, and the whole person seemed to be shifting and transposing, and immediately flashed behind the Qingxuan Dao person.

The technique changed rapidly, from a positive buckle to an inverted buckle.

The fierce blow of the Qingxuan Daoist landed in the air, and the clouds exploded, and the sound was like thunder.

Both of them shook violently in the air, and the whole person of Qingxuan Dao almost fell off the horse's back, and hurriedly grabbed the horse's mane to stabilize his body, looking extremely embarrassed, seeing that Zhang Qian had not let go, his heart was even more angry, and he had already put the previous words behind, no matter who you are, if you don't let go to show your sincerity, I will easily believe you, isn't it a child's play with life? Immediately held the fan and attacked the back of Zhang Qian's hand, but unfortunately the angle was too tricky, and the wrist was not able to be resisted, but the two of them were close to the body, and many magical means could not be used at all.

"Huh!" Qingxuan Daoist saw that he couldn't stab Zhang Qian with a folding fan as a sword, his thumb was edged, and the fan was opened three inches.

A picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains suddenly emerged, the mountains on both sides of the river, stretching endlessly, the mountains nine long rivers, like a long dragon, are outlined with light ink, so the mountain looks like the clouds condensed, such as the heavenly realm.

The fan opened, and suddenly a vast and ethereal artistic conception came to the face, as if the mountains stretching for thousands of miles above the fan were about to fly out of the paper and suppress themselves, Zhang Qian only felt a sinking body, and his gestures were like a mountain on his shoulders, extremely difficult, this fan is only three inches open now, and it is so powerful, if all of them are opened, then it will be repaid? Zhang Qian is carrying a heavy treasure, naturally he has the confidence to fight with him, but he doesn't want to cause such a meaningless dispute, now this Qingxuan Daoist is choked by him, it is his advantage, everything is under control, naturally he will not let things develop to that point, and his fingertips gently probed forward.

"Huh!" Zhang Qian's index finger rested on the thumb of the Qingxuan Daoist, and the fan that had just opened three inches suddenly closed!

The map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains was folded into the fan from the new, and the pressure dropped sharply.

Qingxuan Dao people are pale, but they are powerless, Zhang Qian is like a tiger bullying himself, but he is a hunter who is good at using a bow and crossbow, and now he has fallen to this step, even if he has a skill, he can't show it, he is extremely aggrieved, and he is trying to mobilize the pure yang vitality in the purple mansion to shake away the hateful person who is attached to his body, only to feel a numbness in his waist, a soft but extremely tough force spreads from the spine, and in an instant it is transmitted to the whole body, every bone seems to be disassembled, and the pure yang vitality that has just been condensed and formed in the meridians collapses like a snow-capped mountain, and scatters back into the purple mansion, and the body protection divine power is strangled in the bud, clean and neat, and there is no room for turning。

"Let go!" Qingxuan Daoist only felt that the person's five fingers were like steel hoops, getting tighter and tighter, and his little arm hurt and screamed in pain.

At this point, he can almost conclude that Zhang Qian is a friend and not an enemy, otherwise now that he is restrained, it will be easy to take his own life, how can he make these moves? Because of this, I have enough courage, otherwise I am afraid that now my face is as pale as paper, how can I still have the confidence to yell at him, and it is expected that Zhang Qian will not dare to hurt his life, but he can't figure out the origin of this person, and he is even more domineering and presumptuous than himself, but he doesn't know what kind of person he is, but it is expected that after knowing his identity, he will definitely restrain a lot, and quickly shouted to show his identity, wanting to deter Zhang Qian: "Poor Dao Yangshan Xiaodong Tiandongling Dao Master personally passed on disciple Qingxuan! You dare to be so presumptuous to me!"

Zhang Qian heard him report his identity, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as he guessed. The killing machine in his heart gradually disappeared, and this person has a special identity and cannot be killed for the time being.

But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living sin cannot be escaped.

Qingxuan Daoist thought that after he reported his name, the other party would immediately let go and make amends, but he didn't expect that the other party would be more resolute than him, he was "Qingxuan" As soon as the two words came out, he felt that his waist was hit by a huge force, and at this moment the protective power was all broken, and this time it hit the same as the wood used to attack the city and break the door, and it may be completely incomparable with the magic spell, but it hit the flesh furnace like this, and almost didn't break his waist, but fortunately, he was able to eat and drink and cultivate into a dust-free body, and his body was extremely solid, so he was not seriously injured, but he also took a breath, and felt that his waist was about to be knocked off, pouting his waist, and his limbs fluttered, as if he had been kicked out.

The image of the white-clothed Shengxue was completely destroyed, and he was extremely embarrassed, and Zhang Qian used his knees against his waist and quickly crashed towards a mountain peak.

Qingxuan Dao people couldn't play a role with their supernatural powers, and when they saw that the mountain peak was getting closer and closer, their handsome appearance was about to come into close contact with the hard mountain rock, and they were suddenly shocked.

The hands and feet fluttered even more, like a drowning man.

It was when he was struggling so badly that he suddenly felt a cold and hard hand choke the back of his neck, and the huge force of pushing made him pout backwards and suddenly leaned forward with his body that was trying to resist intimate contact with the mountain, and he only felt that the mountain in front of him that he could destroy at the beginning became so majestic at this moment, and the whole eye was a hard, The rugged mountain rock, the heart secretly said that it was not good, and then I felt that my head and the mountain stone were slammed together, and I could even clearly hear the sound of the stone breaking under my head, and then I was crushed into fine sand by my forehead, and a strong sense of shame was used in my heart.

Qing Xuandao's eyes were red, like an angry beast, but he couldn't move his whole body, like a salted fish on a chopping board to be slaughtered.

Zhang Qian raised one foot, pressed his tail point with his knee, strangled the back of his neck with one hand, and pressed his whole body to the rock wall, now he only has two places on his body that can move, one eye, one finger, and he can't even open his mouth to speak, because half of his face has been pressed into the rock wall, and one mouth is about to eat a mouthful of mud and sand. This kind of humiliation is no less than a street gangster fight, one side wins, and then the loser's head is trampled under his feet, Qingxuan Dao people have been accepted as personal disciples by the Tanglin Dao Lord since childhood, and they have enjoyed the treatment of a proud son of heaven all their lives, how can they have been insulted like this?

He didn't know where Zhang Qian was sacred, and whether he was a friend of Yangshan Xiaodongtian or not, just humiliating him like this would make it difficult to atone for his sins even if he was cut with a thousand knives.

"Senior Brother Qingxuan, have you calmed down?" Zhang Qian's cold voice came from behind.

When the Qingxuan Daoist heard this, his mind was immediately full of doubts, this person actually called him junior brother? There are only thirty-six palace monarchs in the Yangshan Xiaodong Heaven who are qualified to call him a junior brother, even if the Xuanxuan Daoist is the same generation as him, he can only be called "Qingxuan Daoist" when they meet , I never dare to be commensurate with my brother and disciple, he is the personal disciple of the Taoist Master of Dongling, and the Xuanjie Taoist is just an ordinary disciple who inherited the head of the Ziyang Daoist Daoist system, that is, when the Ziyang Daoist opened a dojo to teach the Dharma and preach, he was fortunate to be there in person, there was a master-apprentice status, and he had no personal guidance at all, and the status of the two was not the same, among the other factions, there were very few people who were qualified to call him a junior brother.

His seniority, status, and fame are second to none in the Shuzhou cultivation realm, except for those nominal peers in his own sect, in fact, the prince who doesn't know how much higher than him can call him so, and a few disciples of the Emei Sword Sect Yuheng Sword Venerable who can be his ancestor can call him a junior brother, as for other small sects, out of respect, even if the seniority and seniority are much higher than their own, they only dare to be commensurate with their peers.

Therefore, he almost knows all the people who call him junior brother, and he also knows it in his heart, but there is no Zhang Qian in his image, could it be a Taoist from other places?

But when this person called him so, he sounded a little familiar.

Qingxuan Daoist wanted to ask for clarification at the moment, but the whole mouth was trapped in the rock wall, and he ate the mud and sand when he opened his mouth, he had a very serious cleanliness habit, and even the people who refused to touch the grains in the mortal world, how could they eat this mud and sand, gritted his teeth, and squeaked and shouted for a long time, Zhang Qian didn't know if he didn't understand, or didn't hear it, anyway, he didn't let go, and said to himself:" I don't know what kind of grudge you have with Yang Jiye, when you see me, you mistook me for him, and you will be such a killer indiscriminately, if it weren't for the old man's quick response, he would almost become your soul. ”

"Old horseman!" Qingxuan Daoist listened to his old and serious tone, and estimated that his age and actual rank were much higher than his own, but at this time, he had no sense of awe, and opened his mouth to scold.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he ate a lot of mud and sand in his mouth, and he hurriedly closed his mouth, and as soon as the scolding reached his throat, he swallowed it helplessly.

The teeth were full of mud and sand, Qingxuan Dao people had a cleanliness fetish, and they struggled even more fiercely, in fact, when they fell into this field, they didn't think that they could get out of Zhang Qian's hands, they just wanted to spit out something in their mouths.

But Zhang Qian couldn't understand what he meant, seeing that he was struggling more and more fiercely, the strength in his hands increased a few points, his whole face was deformed, and the corners of his eyes were about to enter the sand, fortunately, he also cultivated the flesh furnace, don't look at the fine skin and tender meat, in fact, the skin of the face is harder than the quenched steel plate. Zhang Qian mastered this strength very well, neither let him feel good, nor let him be injured, this bit of strength for him, it was like pressing a light scarecrow, so his expression was also very relaxed, but at the moment he had a straight face, and said in a deep voice: "I asked you to calm down, but you didn't want to repent, you almost hurt me before, if I didn't protect it desperately, the body of Senior Brother Xuanjie would be destroyed by you!"

With such a reprimand, the Qingxuan Daoist was suddenly silent, and he was not struggling to die or live, the dead were the greatest, and he was indeed extremely unreasonable in this matter, especially since this Xuanxuan Daoist was still his nominal senior brother.

However, he didn't mean it just now, he regarded Zhang Qian as Yang Jiye, and he was in a hurry, so it was not unreasonable to do so.

But Zhang Qian is not Yang Jiye, the whole thing was overturned from the source, his actions are quite unreasonable, and it will be disgraced if it is spread out.

Qingxuan Daoist is called a nest and grievance in his heart at this time, but he has nowhere to reason, not to mention that he can't even open his mouth now, he only picks fault in his heart and scolds Zhang Qian, "Old man, even if I am at a loss, I admit that the wrong person attacked you in a hurry, but you obviously have the ability to avoid it, but you have to bully me like this, and you say it so righteously, it is clearly to repay grievances for personal gain, and teach me like a teacher, I really can't put myself in a position!"

Angry scolding can't relieve anger, Qingxuan Dao people are simply hating at the moment, their consciousness fluctuates extremely violently, and they greet their ancestors for eighteen generations in their hearts, as long as Zhang Qian opens his consciousness a little, he can feel it, but he seems to be nothing, one hand pressed the Qingxuan Dao person on the wall, and said lightly, "Yang Jiye who you want to kill is no longer here now, he just left with his front foot, and you arrived with his back foot, one step slower, otherwise you and I may join forces to kill him here, alas......" Zhang Qian shook his head, looking like he had missed the opportunity and looked very pity, Qingxuan Daoist listened to his words, and the whole person suddenly quieted down, and then a burst of anger rose in his heart.

He couldn't open his mouth, so he could only use the voice of his divine sense to express the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart, "Why did you let him leave?"

Zhang Qian smiled, as if making fun of him standing and talking without backache, and said: "If I can stop him, how can I not stop him?

Qingxuan Dao people were silent, obviously not sure about this, and they didn't dare to boast about this Haikou.

"If it weren't for that, before I and the Xuanjie Daoist killed him in the Minjiang Water Mansion a month ago, how could we let him escape into this place, and then chase him all the way, with all his scheming and strength!" Zhang Qian said coldly.

Hearing him say this, Qingxuan Daoist seemed to remember something and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Zhang Qian knew that he would ask like this, and he was already ready to speak, and said: "Qing Xuan Dao person, the master of the Seven Leaves Guanguan in Zhaoyang City, Jingzhou, poor Dao, not long ago, was recommended by the Xuanjie Daoist and became the elder of your sect Keqing, I wonder if Senior Brother Qingxuan has heard of this?" The relationship is complicated, and it provides clues to the case of the two factions of disciples who were attacked and killed, so he was introduced to the sect and worshiped as Elder Keqing, without mentioning that this person is so strong, and he is good at supernatural powers It turned out to be an extremely unpopular hand-to-hand combat technique.

Although Shizun gave a receipt and accepted it, he didn't attach much importance to it, so Qingxuan Dao people never took him seriously.

However, now that he was captured alive, in addition to being ashamed and angry, he was also terrified.

However, he didn't believe that the strength of this Taishang Daoist could be strong enough to completely crush him, but it was a miraculous means of coldness, which was beyond his expectations, if he had taken precautions earlier, he might not have lost to him, so he secretly hated the Xuanjie Daoist, this little thing could not be done, it was simply incompetent, this Taishang Daoist was so strong, and the means were so strange, he didn't even mention a word in the message sent back to the mountain gate, if he had prepared in advance, how could there be such a big ugly, and he scolded for a long time in his heart, and then he remembered that people were already dead, and it was a waste of saliva to scold, and now it is the key to figure out what happened, and now several places are very suspicious, and this suspicion is directed at the Taishang Daoist, and a gloomy divine sense spreads: "It turned out to be the Taishang Daoist, I don't know what happened before, why did Senior Brother Xuanjie die here, but Your Excellency is alive and well, and let Yang Jiye get away calmly? ”

When Zhang Qian saw that he had calmed down, he also let go of his hand, but floated quietly in the air without speaking.

Qingxuan Daoist was suddenly relieved, his hands slapped the rock wall, a fierce air flow erupted from his body, the whole person retreated, turned around suddenly, fierce eyes stared at Zhang Qian, but what he saw was a figure shrouded in armor up and down, only to see that his eyes were cold and terrible, the chill in his heart quietly spread, and the anger was gradually suppressed, the two are now only a stone's throw away, even if they get out of trouble, such a close distance, the other party is good at hand-to-hand fighting, and their current situation is still not safe, the most important thing is that the two of them are now identified, and they can't find a suitable reason to shoot, and then bite like a mad dog, it's just self-inflicted humiliation.

His eyes gradually closed, and he shook his sleeves fiercely, expressing the anger in his heart, and at the same time implying a threat, the meaning of which was clear, if Zhang Qian didn't say the reason today, he wouldn't want to die well.

However, this tough posture only lasted for a short time, and then it was terminated, not short of breath, but full of mud and sand between his teeth, he was extremely uncomfortable, he had a serious cleanliness habit, how to endure it, and Zhang Qian looked at each other for a long time, then staggered his eyes and spit on the side, spit for a long time, felt that the mouth was clean, and then the color was corrected, seeing Zhang Qian was speechless for a long time, he wanted to scold it violently, but he saw that his white clothes were covered with dust, and it was very messy, and he was guilty of cleanliness again, and hurriedly took out a clean clothes charm and pasted it on his body, washing away the filth This is how he feels good, but before and after he has made him extremely embarrassed, and then opened his mouth and suddenly shortened by three points.

Zhang Qian coughed lightly, breaking the silence, it was not that there was no words, but that he had waited for him for a long time.

(To be continued)