"Really, hey, hey, hey!" Tianjiu sneered, making Old Man Mi break out in a cold sweat on his back.

"Master, you came here to pick me up such a waste, you really lost your identity, and the disciple is ashamed. Tianjiu clenched his fists and said to Situ Hao, who was smiling awkwardly on the side.

"Hehe, hehe, out of the way, out of the way! I'm glad you're back. Your brothers and sisters are also very happy. Situ Hao hurriedly shook his hand and replied, as if Tianjiu was the master and he was the apprentice.

Tianjiu saw it in his eyes, sighed secretly in his heart, and waved his hand to the crowd: "Everyone disperse! What should you do, why should you go, I came back, there is nothing to celebrate, I didn't die outside, it's all lucky." ”

"Oh, shame on your face!

An extremely rich sword aura rushed from inside the door, and a sneering sound followed, and then, with a burst of light, the figure of Hong Miao, the master of the Sword Hall, appeared.

He looked at Tianjiu from afar, his eyes showing disregard and anger.

Tianjiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clenched his fists again and said, "It turned out to be Hall Master Hong! Hall Master Hong came to the main gate, wouldn't I also be welcome to wait?"

"Snort! Don't be ashamed! Why do you want me to welcome you as a little qi refining cultivator? You are also going to Dongcang, other senior brothers and uncles have already returned, but you have not returned for a long time, and you still have the face to call people to welcome!!"

Hong Miao sneered.

"Senior Brother Hong, calm down, calm ......"

"Shut up! Old man Mi, what are you here to make a fuss about? Look at you, all of you are gorgeously dressed, playing, playing and singing, what kind of system have you become! This is the world of cultivating immortals, this is Huachenmen, not the secular prostitution of the Song Pavilion!"

"You...... You...... You?!" Old Man Mi was so angry that his face was flushed, and his mouth trembled.

"What are you? Why don't you go back quickly?!

Hong Miao said, the coercion on his body shot out in all directions, and there was a trace of sword qi in secret.

On the square at the main entrance, the cold wind rises suddenly, the fallen leaves rustle, and the scattered fallen leaves cover the sky and the sun.

Situ Hao and Old Man Mi shook their bodies again and again, while those poor female disciples of the outer sect of the Qi Refining Period turned their faces as pale as paper, their bodies trembled, and some even screamed and fell on the bluestone ground.

"Hall Master Hong, stop!!You don't welcome it, I'm not reluctant, it's okay if you don't come like the Hall Master Yin, why did you come to make trouble?!"

Situ Hao shouted loudly, and at the same time, with a wave of his hands, a cyan light shield conjured out, which could envelop the disciples behind him from being affected by the sword qi.

"Troublemaking?!Hehehe! Situ Hao, I'm here to make trouble, what can you do? Just your Dantang is strange, you didn't die outside but glorified, and what kind of welcome party is you doing here! What about those disciples who also went to Dongcang and fell? Where did you put them?"

"Hong Miao, my Situ Hao welcomes his disciple back, what's in the way of you, if you can't get used to it, get out of the way, don't think that your sword hall is powerful, I'm afraid of you, I'm in a hurry, everyone don't have a good time!" Situ Hao shouted angrily.

"Oh, make me feel bad?!haha, it's up to you? Situ Hao, you're just an old waste, aren't you just relying on being able to refine a few Tsukidans to sit on the position of hall master!

Hong Miao said contemptuously, his left hand shook, and a black long sword appeared in his hand. The black aura on the sword body shone brightly, and just by shaking slightly, it burst out with amazing sword qi.

"Ghost Sword!!"

Situ Hao exclaimed. The face changed from red to white, and then from white to black.

Ghost Sword, a mid-level magic weapon, in Huachen Gate, can be ranked among the top ten attack magic weapons, among the monks in the foundation building period, in addition to Sikong Xing's Heavenly Sword, this ghost sword is the most powerful.

"Situ Hao, you still recognize my ghost sword, I thought you were stupid for alchemy! Ten years ago, with this ghost sword, I shook the Tianyi Sect and a monk at the end of the foundation building, and earned immortal fame for my Huachen. Over the years, there have been no less than a thousand monks who have fallen under my ghost sword, and most of my Sword Hall Master Throne has been earned by me, do you want to try it?"

"As soon as the ghost came out, it wailed for ten miles. Hall Master Hong, you don't want to use the ghost sword against your fellow disciples, do you?" Old Man Mi asked in a trembling voice.

"Yes and what? Isn't it what? You ask Situ Hao, does he dare to take it?"

Hong Miao played with the long sword in his hand, and as he spoke, he gently stroked the black sword body.

Situ Hao clenched his teeth, his black face was uncertain, zuihou, trembling, wiped out a palm-sized red Dan furnace, the Dan furnace dripped, and suddenly became larger to a radius of three feet, reflecting half of the sky red.

"Blood Yang Ding!Situ Hao, you are finally willing to take out your Blood Yang Stove. Very good, very good, how can you say that this stove is also Wuding. I've heard people say, 'Blood Yang is refining in one furnace', and I don't know if I can resist the blow of my ghost sword?hehehe!!"

Hong Miao sneered, and poured spiritual power into the sword in his hand, and with a beep, the ghost sword instantly turned into a zhang long, the ghost light flickered, and the sword qi was everywhere.

"Hall Master Hong, don't!" Old Man Mi hurriedly shouted: "Hall Master Hong, please raise your noble hand, this Blood Yang Ding is the only Dan Ding that my Huachen can refine to build the Ji Dan, in case something goes wrong, the Dan Ding is damaged, and my Huachen is in danger! Situ Hao, you quickly put away your stove, this is not a joke! You are not the opponent of Hall Master Hong at all." ”

"Get out, old man Mi, if you talk here again, I'll even split with you!"

Hong Miao roared, his arm slowly raised, and a bit of sword light appeared.

"Stop, stop!" Old man Mi raised his arms high, flashed between Hong Miao and Situ Hao, and shouted loudly: "Ten million biedong hands, if you have something to say, you have something to say! Hong Miao, I listen to you, I will withdraw these personnel immediately, you give Lao Mi a little face, and stop here, how about it?"

"Which green onion are you? Give you face, who gave Lao Tzu face?" Hong Miao said coldly.

"It's okay if you don't give me face, but you can't help but give face to the master, we are here to meet Tianjiu on the order of Ouyang Zhang, if you really want to fight, it will definitely alarm the master, the head said, now is the critical juncture for Deacon Sikong and Senior Brother Wei to be promoted, if anyone causes trouble and is not stable and united, they will kill him!"

Old Man Mi finally said fiercely.

"Oh? Even the head of the house has moved out! Don't worry, I won't kill Situ Hao, I just scrap his arm, and I won't make a big fuss. also tell him to look longer, and don't condone his disciples' audacity. ”

"No, you're going to make a move, and you're going to split it with my old man!"

"Hmph, you think I don't dare!! Okay, I'll teach you a lesson by the way!"

Hong Miao smiled coldly, and spiritual power poured out.

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"Master, I'll take his sword!"

An understatement floated in, burrowing into everyone's ears, like a stone falling into a quiet lake, stirring up layers of charm.

"Uh, you?" Hong Miao suddenly turned around and stared at Tianjiu, who had been examining all this in the distance.

"Yes, I'll take your sword. Gu Baiyi's arm was split by me, if you have the ability to cut my arm with a sword, I have nothing to say. You also have an explanation in front of the boss, which is not considered cannibalism. ”

"Tianjiu, hurry back to Dantang, you take everyone back!" Situ Hao said in a deep voice with a trembling mouth.

What kind of mana is Hong Miao, he Situ Hao knows best, but in Huachen, among the four halls, there is no one who is unsurpassed, no matter what Tianjiu says, he is just a disciple of Qi refining, how can he take the blow of the ghost sword?!

"Go back to Dantang, can you still go back?"

A few sneers came, and then, more than a dozen foundation building monks fell one after another, led by the red eyebrows and black hair, who were cultivating in the middle stage of foundation building, and it was Hong Miao's eldest disciple Red Eyebrows.

"Hehe, you're not afraid of death? For you ant, I didn't say that you must only cut off your arms, or maybe your head. Hong Miao smiled coldly and nodded slightly at the red eyebrows behind him.

"It's okay, anyway, my life is cheap, so many demon beasts didn't kill me, and I don't care about you this time. Come on, you can make a move!" Tianjiu said with his hands behind his back, calmly.

"Look for death!

A sharp light flashed in Hong Miao's eyes, and the ghost sword suddenly slashed out, heading straight for Tianjiu.

The ghost sword flashed with terrifying coercion and sky-high sword aura, slashing through the air, as if it was about to tear through the space, with a piercing crack, the temperature of the space within a radius of a hundred zhang rose sharply, and the distance of more than a hundred zhang was only a blink of an eye.

"Oops! It's over, it's over, it's over!"

Old Man Mickey closed his eyes in pain.

Situ Hao's old face was even more trembling, he didn't know what to do, more than a dozen foundation building monks of the Sword Hall were staring at him, as long as he moved, this place would definitely become a sea of swords and fire. Then, the situation is bound to be chaotic, and such a result is something that he Situ Hao can't afford no matter what.

However, in the eyes of ordinary people, the incomparable sword qi and speed were extremely slow in Tianjiu's divine sense.

Tian Jiu smiled slightly, and the hand behind his back suddenly reached out.

"Huh!" a roar came out, and a silver five-foot giant claw conjured out on Tianjiu's arm. With a claw in his hand, he turned his claws into fists and fiercely faced the ghost sword.

"Claws?"

Hong Miao frowned, Tianjiu did not take out any treasures, but sacrificed a demon claw, which surprised him, and a trace of fear emerged from the bottom of his heart.

The demonic claws came first, and there was only a flower in front of everyone's eyes, and black lightning and silver light flew with a bang.

After a few breaths, the Ghost Sword let out a wail and flew away.

The silver fist only paused slightly, shrank a few points, and then hit Hong Miao directly.

"What !!"

Hong Miao was shocked, the invincible ghost sword actually didn't split his fist, not to mention, he actually flew back with a wail.

Everyone present was even more stunned, and no one believed the facts in front of them.

"Back!"

Hong Miao's eyes were solemn, and he waved his hand to take back the ghost sword, and then, once again, he injected spiritual power wildly, and a three-zhang giant sword stood upright in the air.

"Slash!"

Hong Miao held the sword in both hands, flew up, and with a ten-zhang black mang, he slashed towards the silver fist in the middle of the way.

"Woo~~!" a hurricane swept by, and the silver light and black light lit up the entire square, even though it was daytime, hundreds of miles away, it was still clearly recognizable.

Black Mang!

Silver Fist Scattered!

All of this turned into bits of spiritual light and disappeared between heaven and earth.

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At the top of the Elder Peak, Ouyang De suddenly raised his head and looked at the direction of Huachen Mountain Gate, his face showed a look of shock, and his brows had been twisted into a black line.

He glanced back at the two caves in the distance, which were hundreds of miles apart, his expression changed, and finally he slowly closed his eyes and meditated.