In Qihuang Valley, the atmosphere was solemn.

All the disciples, either in agitation or panic, gathered together and talked about the incident from the Spiritual Mountain.

The four palm rooms of Qihuang Valley were no longer interested in controlling their disciples. They took their swords and various family backgrounds and ran out of the valley quickly and headed towards Qihuang Town.

Master Bo Yueheng walked in front, his face gloomy and said anxiously:

"Cheng Jiujiang brought Lu Mingzhou and Lan Ying to come, and he predicted that his master was in good health. Second brother, you will deal with Lan Ying later; Qingwan, you have just entered the Ling Valley and the foundation is unstable, so it is okay to deal with Lu Mingzhou. I will hold Cheng Jiujiang for a moment, you must fight quickly..."

Wu Qingwan's face was as deep as water, and she no longer had the softness of the past. She held the sword and said:

"This trip may not be without a chance of winning. I am afraid that Cheng Jiujiang will not be virtuous and will take action against the younger generation and injure Ling Quan first."

The second uncle Cui Zhenyu shook his head while running:

"Ling Quan is the son-in-law of the current dynasty. Cheng Jiujiang wants to be a national magistrate and will not offend the princess. Qingwan, you are the youngest. If you can't beat him later, you will leave first. The eldest brother and I are old, and at worst, we will die here. You are still young. In the future, you will have to rely on you to get it back. Don't act irresponsible."

Wu Qingwan pursed her lips. Although she believed in Zuo Lingquan's strength, Cheng Jiujiang's cultivation was too high, and the four of them might not be able to fight with each other. She said she wanted to die outside the sect, but she also understood the principle of "staying green mountains without worrying about burning firewood". How could she really pull Zuo Lingquan and her to die together? She could only nod at this time.

The three palm rooms ran strode and soon arrived near the octagonal archway.

Master Bo Yueheng, although he knew that he was not an opponent, was still very imposing, Yaoyao scolded him angrily:

"Who is the one who dares to put it outside my Qihuang Valley... let it go..."

Words suddenly got stuck.

But the junior brothers and sisters around them were not confused because they were also stunned on the spot.

Wu Qingwan was originally anxious, but when she ran to the octagonal archway, she looked up and saw many casual cultivators surrounding her, and she was whispering in shock; two figures fell on the street, and several doctors were squatting beside her bandage the wound.

Cheng Jiujiang, who was running to smash the scene in a hurry, actually stood in the middle of the street with a jar of wine, holding a wine bowl in his right hand, and said in a hearty voice:

"As the saying goes, 'I won't know each other if I don't fight.' Today, I am a brother with no eyes and rules, and I will punish myself for three cups..."

In front of Cheng Jiujiang was Zuo Lingquan, who looked a little dirty. His robe was shattered on his chest and a wine bowl in his hand, and he was facing Cheng Jiujiang.???

Wu Qingwan and Qi Huanggu were shocked. The first reaction was that Ling Quan surrendered to the enemy?

I have to say that judging from the expressions of the two people, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are sworn brothers.

Fortunately, Wu Qingwan has served Zuo Lingquan many times and knows that Zuo Lingquan cannot abandon her. She ran to the front with a confused look in her eyes:

"Ling Quan, you?"

Cheng Jiujiang, who was punishing the wine, turned around quickly when he heard the sound, smiled and stepped forward and said:

"Old Yue, Fairy Wu, why do you come out to greet me in person? You're so polite. There's no need. Today I'm misunderstandings, and I think I'm going to the wrong way..."?!

The three palm rooms were confused and confused.

Zuo Lingquan had already put away his long sword, and was actually a little surprised to Cheng Jiujiang's sudden show of kindness.

If you don’t do this, you can understand it if you think about it carefully.

Zuo Lingquan is the son-in-law of the dynasty. If Cheng Jiujiang wants to be the national guru, he will not be able to offend the princess. If he dares not kill Zuo Lingquan, he will let the tiger go back to the mountain. With Zuo Lingquan's talent, he will come back in a few years to let him understand what cruelty is. Cheng Jiujiang was born as a wild cultivator and knew the principles of practicing and dealing with people. Since it is difficult to stand firm in Qihuang Valley, it is reasonable to decisively put down his posture and make friends and leave a little incense.

Although Zuo Lingquan had no good feelings for Cheng Jiujiang, Cheng Jiujiang gave up and gave up in a difficult situation is good for everyone, so he naturally would not be embarrassed. Seeing Wu Qingwan coming, he smiled and said:

"Senior Wu, it's okay. I just made a small fuss and made a clear explanation of the misunderstanding."

Wu Qingwan walked up to him and looked at the two half-dead elders of the Great Dan Dynasty, with some incredible eyes.

Master Bo Yueheng was holding a sword and was toasted by Cheng Jiujiang. He was obviously a little at a loss. He looked at the two old acquaintances on the ground and asked:

"What are they?"

Cheng Jiujiang can bend and stretch, but he is very proud:

"It's nothing big, I just played two moves with Brother Ling Quan."

"Did Ling Quan fight?"

Yue Heng's eyes were slightly stunned, and he turned to look at Zuo Lingquan, not understanding what was going on.

Seeing that the crisis in the sect was resolved, Zuo Lingquan was naturally relieved and thought of explaining a few words casually.

But before he could speak, Wu Qingwan next to him suddenly shrank slightly and looked towards the entrance of Qihuang Town:

“That’s…”

"What?"

"Look at that..."

There was noisy in the distance. Several people chatting with smiles turned to look towards the entrance of the town. They were stunned to find a piece of pink smoke rising from the alleyways and pressing rapidly with the wind, like a wave, instantly submerging a large area of ​​houses.

"poisonous……"

"Run!"

There were many casual cultivators watching the excitement in the town, and screams quickly sounded in the room, but in just a moment, there was no sound, and the sound of his body falling to the ground came.

Yue Heng's face changed slightly, and he thought Cheng Jiujiang was striking a trick in secret, so he drew his sword and looked angry:

"What is this?"

Cheng Jiujiang was also confused, but he had the highest cultivation level. He used to be a wild cultivator outside the pass, and had a lot of knowledge. He noticed something was wrong. Without saying a word, he grabbed Lan Ying and ran to Qihuang Valley:

"Peach Blossom Miasma, a magic trick that is confusing to the mind, is absolutely not low. If you have ambush, run away quickly!"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know the reason, so he couldn't wait to be ambushed by someone. He pulled Wu Qingwan up and ran towards Qihuang Valley. His two masters followed closely behind, but he did not forget to bring the seriously injured Lu Mingzhou.

The martial arts practitioners at the fourth level of the Ling Valley of Cheng Jiujiang set off early and ran in the front, and the disciples of Qihuang Valley were also retreating deep into the willow forest.

Everyone is concerned about the poisonous fog behind to avoid sneak attacks by enemies hidden in it.

But when Zuo Lingquan was running, he suddenly found that Cheng Jiujiang, who was running in the front, stopped urgently, threw Lan Ying without hesitation, raised his arms to block it, and a white talisman floated out of his sleeves.

Zuo Lingquan thought it was not good, and quickly grabbed Wu Qingwan who was still rushing forward.

The next moment.

Snap

I saw a flash of swords on the long bluestone street.

A silver light cut from the teahouse on the right to the roof of the pharmacy on the left, leaving a string of blood beads on the street.

Cheng Jiujiang, located between the silver lines, flew back backwards under the impact of the Worry Talisman, but one arm with tiger claws flew in the other direction.

"ah"

Amid the screams, Wu Qingwan and the two masters stopped urgently, with their expressions full of shock; obviously they did not expect that Cheng Jiujiang, who could force them to have no way out, actually lost an arm when they met!

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were also shocked, because the sword was so fast that he didn't see it clearly.

Several people looked at the roof of the pharmacy at the same time, but saw a man with a hook nose on it.

The man was wearing a Confucian shirt and holding two silver scimitars in his hand. A few drops of blood were hung on the edge of the sharp blade, staring at them with a plain look.

Cheng Jiujiang took several steps in a row and dared to stop when he came to Yue Heng. His face was purple and blue to cover his broken arm, and his eyes were staring at the top in horror.

Even Cheng Jiujiang is no match. Needless to say, Yue Heng and others have drawn out their swords and are facing a great enemy.

Zuo Lingquan held a long sword in his hand, staring at the man on the roof, even his breathing was frozen, and he was wary of the other party's next action.

On the long street, the atmosphere suddenly fell to freezing point!

After only a few breaths, the pink poisonous fog covered his body. Fortunately, all the monks present at the Linggu Realm, and their bodies formed their own lunar calendars and would not be affected for a short time.

Yue Heng knew that the few people were not opponents, so he gritted his teeth and asked:

"Who is your sage? But what is the offense in Qihuang Valley?"

The man on the roof held these two crescent-like scimitars inverted, his voice was dull:

"Eight Treasures Heavenly Lord Xu Yuankui, your future national teacher."

Yue Heng and others heard this and were a little confused.

Cheng Jiujiang, who suffered a severe blow, dared not speak out:

"You are going to be a national teacher, and you just say it, but we can't stop you. Why don't you hear and ask, hurt someone?"

Xu Yuankui held the scimitar upside down and glanced at the five people gathered together:

"You are the only one in the Great Dan Dynasty. I don't have the heart to be careful of a few rebellious things, so I will have to kill them all."

Cheng Jiujiang knew he was defeated and gritted his teeth: "We have no intention of offending us. Please show mercy to your subordinates. At worst, we can leave the country by ourselves and give up the Great Dan Dynasty to you."

Wu Qingwan frowned, suddenly remembered something, and asked coldly:

"You drove the ferocious beasts in the capital?"

Xu Yuankui did not answer, jumped off the roof, stood in the center of the long street, with a slightly cold look:

"Have you asked enough?"

Cheng Jiujiang swallowed his saliva, turned around and fled to Qihuang Town. Unfortunately, he retreated without taking a few steps.

Step on

The sound of footsteps came from behind.

Zuo Lingquan did not dare to look away from the man with the scimitar, so he could only turn his sword and look at the back with the reflection of the sword body. However, in the poisonous fog behind, there were three figures, a strong man with a bald head and a tiger's claws, and two middle-aged men wearing robes.

The elder of the three put away the sachets in his hands, and the pink mist no longer increased and floated into the Qihuang Valley along the wind.

As the poisonous fog moved away, the sun shone again, and the huge Qihuang Town was full of figures, and even many Qihuang Valley disciples fell in the distant willow forest. The entire Qihuang Town fell into silence, and there was no one standing except the two parties present...—

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