"Little junior brother, stop his itching for the time being. Wu Yazi opened his mouth and said, Yu Peifeng, a star scatterer, had been wailing for a quarter of an hour, and his body was covered with bloodstains from his own scratches, and he could hardly see a single intact skin.

"Second Senior Brother, this person is an outcast of his own sect, wouldn't it be better to let him die like this?" Li Qiushui, who had not spoken, opened her mouth and said, she didn't feel any harm in using this method to deal with the Xingzhu Sanren.

"Little junior brother, do as I say. Although Wu Yazi is usually a little indecisive, he is the head of a faction after all, Wang Lie can't help but give him face at this time, he walked in front of Yu Peifeng, first took a few clicks in the air, and then threw him a pill.

Yu Peifeng, a star scatterer, hurriedly grabbed the pill, ignoring the soil stained on the pill, and stuffed it into his mouth, and after a while, Yu Peifeng stopped wailing, and sat there in embarrassment, looking at Wang Lie and Wu Yazi and the others with grim eyes.

"Yu Peifeng, I have already sealed your martial arts, if you want to break through my seal, your internal strength must surpass me, even if you recover your martial arts, you can't solve the life and death talisman, so you'd better be honest. Wang Lie snorted coldly and said.

"Since I have fallen into your hands, if you want to kill me, you must listen to your respect. Yu Pei said in a sloppy manner, he always believed that since they didn't let themselves die just now, they must have a plan and not kill themselves immediately, so they might as well be hard, at least they look good.

He saw it very accurately, Wang Lie just wanted him to die in pain, Xiaoyaozi was his master, and he had great merits for himself, Yu Peifeng once wanted to kill Xiaoyaozi, and repeatedly insulted Xiaoyaozi. Let him be tortured and die is also angry for Xiaoyaozi. But Wu Yazi opened his mouth and let him go for the time being. After all, he is still a disciple of the Easy Sect, and he can't help but listen to the orders of the master.

"Yu Peifeng, you don't have to be complacent, I didn't want to spare you for the time being, Master let you go back then and was merciful to his old man, I have no friendship with you, I want to take you to Master's grave, and then use the blood of your unworthy disciple to pay tribute to Master!" Wu Yazi said coldly. He really didn't want Yu Peifeng to die so easily. But he really planned to take him back to Xiaoyao Valley Blade, although Xiaoyaozi did not mention it before his death, but he has always been obsessed with the matter of being plotted by his apprentice, feeling that this is the most failed place in his life, even his own disciples have to plot against themselves, how many failures they have to be, and if it were not for the hidden danger of being injured back then, how could Xiaoyaozi die so early, Yu Peifeng must bear at least half of the responsibility for this.

"Hmph!" Yu Peifeng closed his eyes, there was no need for people to say anything under the eaves. If he angers them, he still suffers himself, he knows too well the truth that heroes don't suffer losses in front of them. As for Wu Yazi, he was not worried, as long as he didn't kill himself immediately, he would still have a chance to escape.

Since Wu Yazi said this, Wang Lie didn't say anything more, and handed over Yu Peifeng, who was scattered in the stars, to Wu Yazi, and he set his eyes on Guo Yan and Murong Longcheng, who were fighting on the other side.

The two of them had already played a real fire, one move and one style were fierce and unparalleled, and the scattered strength hit the surrounding stone chips, and the white gas around the two of them was dense, which was the mist formed by the evaporation of sweat when the true qi ran to the extreme.

The two of them also seem to be evenly matched, neither of them has an advantage, but Wang Lie's face is a little ugly, Guo Yan's eighteen palms of dragon descent are the first attack techniques in the world, and they do not have an advantage, that is, they have fallen into a disadvantage, you must know that Murong Longcheng's Douzhuan Xingyi is the best at using force to unload force, Guo Yan is very strong, he only needs to make three points, so if he consumes it like this, he can only lose Guo Yan, as the so-called rigid cannot be long, Guo Yan does not have his own Northern Shenshen Skill to make up for the consumption of internal force.

"Eighteen palms of the dragon descended, and it really deserved its name. Murong Longcheng laughed and said, "If it is a palm competition, this seat is really not your opponent, but martial arts is not just a palm technique, no matter how fierce your palm power is, it is useless if you can't hit me, Guo Yan, you admit defeat!"

Guo Yan drew a semicircle with his left hand, and pushed it out with a palm with his right hand, which was the most proud move in his life, "Kang Long has regrets", this move was used to be more powerful than Wang Lie's use, and even Murong Longcheng didn't dare to take it hard, and even took a few steps back to avoid his move.

"Hmph, it's not worthy of your name to use the eighteen palms of the dragon to deal with you, and this gang leader also has a set of dog-beating stick methods, which is just right to deal with you. Guo Yan snorted coldly, and a green bamboo cane was pulled out of nowhere and into his hand.

Guo Yan said that Murong Longcheng was a dog, Murong Longcheng was also a little annoyed, and sneered, he didn't want to seriously hurt Guo Yan, offending the beggar gang was not conducive to his future recovery, so he made Guo Yan admit defeat by himself, but Guo Yan was so ignorant of lifting, he didn't have to show mercy to his subordinates. With a thud, he pulled out the soft sword at his waist.

Guo Yan's dog-beating stick method is unparalleled in the world, but it is easy not to use it, the world can force him to use the dog-beating stick method to count on one hand, Murong Longcheng's family heirloom swordsmanship is also exquisite, the world only knows that the Murong family is powerful in his way, and they don't know how much their family's own swordsmanship is not inferior to the Changbai Mountain Sword God.

This struggle, compared with the right talent is another situation, but seeing the stick to the dragon to be corrected, the sword to the spirit snake dance, or like a rainbow through the sky, or like a meteor chasing the moon, only to see everyone thrilling, as drunk as crazy.

At this time, Murong Longcheng let out a long roar, and suddenly his momentum soared, his hair fluttered, his robe swelled, his wrist flicked, and the long sword came out of his hand, and the soft sword flew in the air like a spiritual snake towards Guo Yan.

Guo Yan was unaware that Murong Longcheng actually shot with a weapon, and hit the dog stick in his hand, using a trick "There are no dogs in the world", there were stick shadows in all directions, when there was a sound, the stick and sword intersected, and the soft sword was shot down, Guo Yan was also shocked by a strong force and took a few steps back, and the dog stick was horizontal in front of him. He looked at Murong Longcheng with a very solemn expression.

"Yes, I can force me to no longer hide, Guo Yan, you are worthy of being a wind and fire dragon. Murong Longcheng's hair fluttered back strangely, as if a strong wind was blowing towards him, and his feet were a few inches high when he left the place.

"Innate Realm?!" Wang Lie was shocked in his heart, in addition to his great achievements in the Northern Spiritual Realm, there was only one possibility to be able to float in the air like this, that is, to break through to the Innate Realm, Murong Longcheng naturally could not have the Northern Spiritual Skill, so there was only one possibility, that is, he had already broken through to the Innate Realm.

Wang Lie's heart was cold, the innate realm is a threshold, the strength of the innate master is not comparable to the top master, if Murong Longcheng really becomes an innate master, then no one on the top of this mountain is his opponent, then the situation will be troublesome.

The Xingzhu Sanren, who also saw through this situation, was indeed overjoyed, Murong Longcheng was his ally, if he really became a congenital master, then he would be able to get out of trouble.

Not only did the two of them have this vision, Bai Zishu and Duan Suxing both stood up, and their expressions became solemn. Wu Yazi, Wu Xingyun, Li Qiushui and Li Suning all came behind Wang Lie, and they all looked worried, Wang Lie wanted to kill Murong Longcheng, Murong Longcheng also wanted to kill Wang Lie, if Murong Longcheng was really already a congenital master, then it would be dangerous today, and a few people on his side joined forces to not know if they could be the opponents of the innate masters.

"Murong Longcheng, you really hide deep enough, since you have become an innate master, what's the point of coming to participate in this Huashan Sword Debate. Guo Yan snorted coldly, the internal force of his whole body was condensed, and the dog-beating stick in his hand was ready to go, even in the face of Murong Longcheng, who might already be an innate master, he was not afraid at all.

"Haha-" Murong Longcheng laughed, "I naturally want to come, but if I don't come, how can I subdue you." Today I want you to understand that the number one in the world in this seat is not that you disdain to fight, but that you deserve it. Come on, you guys!"

Murong Longcheng's body hung in the air, like a heavenly god descending to earth, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at Wang Lie, Bai Zishu and Duan Suxing, he actually wanted to challenge the four top masters with his own strength, how arrogant!

Lingmen Lingjing was a little speechless, they just saw Wang Lie's body hanging in the air in the epiphany a few days ago, how long has it been, and they have seen a person with this ability, which makes Lingmen, who thought that practicing the Yijin Sutra was enough to compete with the world's masters, was a little disappointed, and Lingjing felt that these perverted people appeared one by one, and I am afraid that I will not be able to become one of the top people in my life.

"Murong Longcheng, you are careful that the wind flashes your tongue. Duan Suxing snorted coldly, although he was free and easy, he still had royal arrogance in his bones, and he could not be despised by others. (To be continued......)