On the ridge of Qingcheng, two black shadows were flying rapidly between the trees, with only occasionally scraping leaves indicating how fast the two were.

It was already past the hour of Hai, except for the scattered gang disciples on the way, the journey was unobstructed.

"Brother Lin, do you think this Wugongzi will be in that pavilion now?"

"I had already shocked the snake before. To be honest, I had a boastful thing. Although I had not tried my best to fight that day, he should know that his martial arts skills were slightly inferior. If I didn't want to be captured by me, it would be safe to wait for work in the innate hexagram array."

Looking at the luxurious three-story pavilion in the center of the lake, the two no longer hesitated.

When he came to the center of the lake carefully, Qingyan took off the package on his back and looked around vigilantly. At this time, Lin Jialuo patted Qingyan on the shoulder and signaled not to delay taking action as soon as possible.

Qingyan understood and exposed a hole as big as a thumb, slowly sprinkled the flint along the pavilion. When he spent a lot of energy and carefully climbed to the top of the pavilion, he made a gesture to Lin Jialuo below.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Jialuo turned on the fire and threw it forward.

With the help of flint, the first floor of the wooden pavilion was surrounded by a sea of ​​fire in an instant, and it seemed that it would burn to the second floor without long.

Qingyan lay on the top and observed nervously. In the previous plan, both of them felt that there was no place to hide in the center of the lake. Although it was not impossible to dive into the water, trying to seize the opportunity to hit the target with one blow is not the best choice.

So both of them thought that only by ambushing the top of the pavilion could one surprise. Wu Fangzi would never have imagined that Qingyan would be ambushed on the pavilion burning by the raging fire.

After a while, Wu Fangzi slowly walked out.

"I didn't expect that the leader of the Wu Juelin Gang, who has been famous for decades, really likes these stealing activities." Wu Fangzi sneered: "Do you really think that without the innate hexagram formation, I'm afraid of you?"

"Lin was helpless and came up with this bad plan. If the head of the sect could follow Lin down the mountain to clarify the world, Lin would definitely pay ten times the amount of money in this building."

"If you don't follow the opportunity, you will be afraid that the ancestors of the Qingcheng Sect will not agree to this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Since that's the case, Lin can only offend him."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jialuo turned into a phantom and came to Wu Fangzi. When he looked at the Qingyan Pavilion, he felt a stern. Lin Jialuo's body movements were indeed not as weak as his grandfather.

Lin Jialuo's punches are round and square, and the Yin and Yang are formed, hiding the Yin and Yang of the world. The speed seems slow and there is no thunder, which can force Wu Fangzi to retreat continuously.

"This is the Qingzhu Four Elephant Fist? It seems that's all." Wu Fangzi moved his feet and took three steps casually.

I saw that his Taoist robe bulged without wind, and his wide cuffs were like countless flags waving. His hands hidden in his sleeves were even more fast. Qingyan could not see clearly with his naked eyes, even if he made a move in one shot, he felt that his moves were complex and subtle and mysterious.

Yuqing stacked mountains and rivers!

It circling and flying, as cold as the wind.

Seeing that the other party had moved the real sign, the Four Elephant Fist was already unbearable, so Lin Jialuo couldn't help but retreat and stood at the head of the stone bridge.

"Gangmaster Lin won't let me see the legendary Dameng Aotian?"

Looking at the fire that had already reached the second floor, Lin Jialuo knew that there was not much time left, so he drew a semicircle in front of his body, and then his body slowly rotated. After a circle, his body leaned to the left, his right leg was placed on his left knee, and his left hand supported his head, tilting it at a very strange angle.

"The wind curtain of life and death, the dream of the soul in Jiuhua sky."

A poem is slowly spoken from Lin Jialuo's mouth, with a very lazy tone.

When Wu Fangzi saw him posing such a strange move, he was puzzled and was also mentally alert. With the reputation of Wu Jue won by Da Meng Aotian, he must not be treated as idle.

The palm shadows attacked again, Wu Fangzi was ready to explore the depth of this dream.

Lin Jialuo did not seem to deal with the moves, but his body moved left and right and left and right, but Qingyan on the pavilion was shocked that Lin Jialuo's left foot did not leave the place at all!

Moreover, his dodging action seemed slow, but he was not hit by Wu Fangzi even with a palm.

A big dream travels to the sky!

Qingyan's eyes were attracted by it.

"What a dream to travel to the sky, it depends on how long you can hide!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Fangzi not only had his palm shadows, but also turned into more than a dozen phantoms around Lin Jialuo. He could not tell which one was the real body. All the phantoms attacked Lin Jialuo without any dead corners. Seeing this situation, there was nowhere to dodge.

Lin Jialuo came first, twisting his waist seemed to have a few random punches, but even this ordinary punching path was facing Wu Fangzi's palm shadow. But Qingyan looked carefully, and Lin Jialuo's moves were extremely reserved and restrained, but that was because of the illusion that he was extremely fast. His punches were continuous and strong, which was in sharp contrast to the femininity of Yuqing's Miluo's Hand.

The double rebellion was like this, and after passing by a few moves in front of the stone bridge, Qingyan was dazzled and surprised, and was fighting against gods.

At this time, the flame had already rushed to the third floor. Qingyan had already felt the heat wave shop, but he still controlled his breath and stared at the battle situation.

The more I looked, the more I became more frightened. The jade-clearing hand that had no preface was really as Lin Jialuo said before. It was as fierce as a thousand hands and palms, and Lin Jialuo's big dream was even more inclined to the sky. When his body was gone, he was as hiding as a shadow, as if he was turning over the river, as if he was slow as an old cow, as if he was crazy as an attack, as if he was fist, as if he was fist, palm, finger and legs.

The more Wu Fangzi took action, the more urgent it was. No matter where he attacked, all the moves were resolved one by one. Although the appearance was equal, the arrogant mood that had accumulated over the years still had a slight turbulence.

Lin Jialuo seized the opportunity of the other party being stunned for a moment, and his palms came out together, and a powerful and invisible energy hit Wu Fangzi. Although the latter reacted in time, he could no longer dodge, so he could only use his internal strength to greet him.

A golden sound made Qingyan's ears numb, and the two people below were the center, and ripples appeared on the lake, which showed how terrifying the internal strength of the two people reached.

"Qingyan!"

The pavilion is like a charming red lotus in the fire, and the blue flame above the lotus top is like a flying fairy from the sky, falling rapidly towards Wu Fangzi flying horizontally in the air.

Qingyan had already transported the Lingxiao Art in his body to the extreme. As soon as he fell, his right finger had already struck the air and hit the Danzhong without Fangzi, and the domineering and powerful energy broke out.

This energy is as fast as thunder. Even if Wu Fangzi noticed the Qingyan above, he could not dodge the energy. When it accurately hit his Tanzhong acupoint, Hengfei's body was as if he was hit to the ground by a heavy hammer.

Tan Zhong point is in the middle of the chest, the midpoint between the two breasts, and the Ren meridian, one of the eight meridians. After hitting, the internal energy dissipates and panics. When severe, the consciousness is unclear and the whole body is paralyzed. Even if there is no prescription, the internal strength is as thick as the sea, Qingyan's efforts to hit the Tan Zhong point with all his strength still causes it to experience a brief numbness.

After knocking Wu Fangzi away, Lin Jialuo had already stepped forward. As the latter fell heavily into the ground, he quickly stepped out his fingers to seal his air valves.

Qingyan also landed on the ground at this time, carried the unconscious Wu Fangzi and ran out, because the disciples of Qingcheng Sect had noticed the fire here, and no less than a hundred people rushed here on the other side of the lake.

"Just move forward and don't look back, I will protect you!"

Lin Jialuo rushed forward quickly towards the Qingcheng Sect disciple on the stone bridge, and Qingyan also tried his best to follow Lin Jialuo.

I heard the screams of falling into the water. Without having to look carefully, I knew that Lin Jialuo had entered a state of no one, and even Wu Fangzi was defeated, let alone hundreds of ordinary disciples.

Within a few snorings, the two of them rushed out of the stone bridge, and then they disappeared into the eyes of the disciples.

"The head of the sect is captured, A Er, immediately summon your disciples to walk down the mountain, and you must stop them!" A Da was already in a state of cold hands. If his master really fell into the other party's hands like this, the Qingcheng Sect would no longer have the chance to unify the Xichuan martial arts world within fifty years.

With Qingyan and Lin Jialuo's light skills, you will reach the foot of the mountain without deliberately hiding your whereabouts.

Shangguan Feiyan and Guyu Duwei Huo Chen stood in the dense forest not far from the south of Qingcheng Mountain, and looked nervously at the riots at the mountain gate.

"It seems that Your Highness and Gang Lin have succeeded."

"It doesn't matter whether you have to do it or not. Why don't these two men go down the mountain? I'm so anxious!"

Shangguan Feiyan was looking anxiously at the foot of the Nanchu Mountain when she suddenly saw two black dots approaching here quickly.

"Here you come! Unlock the horse rope quickly!"

When Qingyan and Lin Jialuo rushed to the dense forest, they did not say much, and the horse turned over and galloped towards the official road in the east. It was just that it was the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect who intercepted the horses of Qingyan and his group.

A Er had already summoned a large number of disciples to rush out of the mountain gate, and the inside and outside of the mountain gate was as bright as daylight.

"They are there!"

I don’t know who reminded me loudly, but A Er took out a copper whip and ran away first regardless of the pain of the damage to his meridians.

"Give it all to me!"

When Qingyan and his friends saw that the other party wanted to block the way they had to pass, they all swung their whip to the extreme, but the other party was a little faster, and dozens of people had already drawn their swords and blocked them in front.

Shangguan Feiyan shouted in a sweet voice: "Continue to move forward." After that, he and Huo Chen took out several round objects from his arms, and threw them forward like a celestial girl.

‘Bang’    ‘Bang’    ‘Bang’

Thick smoke spread around in an instant, and Qingyan and his men covered their mouths and noses still continued to speed, while Qingcheng Sect's disciples were extremely panicked for a moment.

When they realized it, Qingyan and his men had already rushed a hundred feet away.

"Chasing me! If you can't catch me, kill Dui Duo and ask for someone!" At this time, Ada led a large group of troops to his younger brother.

When the two brothers led more than a thousand disciples to the side of the official road, they couldn't help but slow down. They saw that the official road was already covered with soldiers from north to south, and they were waiting for the official road with their backs.

"I am Zheng, the captain of the Yizhou Prefecture Army. The imperial envoy is about to pass here. I know that you and others are disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, so they will not be investigated. If you take another step forward, you will be punished according to the gathering of people to rebel!"

Zheng also rode on the tall horse and warned in a deep voice.

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At the hour of Mao, the sky turned white, and the ancient and heavy city gates of Chengdu slowly opened.

Qingyan and his group happened to be here. Under the escort of the Jung-in, they finally returned to the Duidu Headquarters safely.

After handing the unconscious Wu Fangzi to Jiang Rong, they each breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Lin, although he has made detailed plans, I still don't believe it now," Qing Yan said with lingering fear.

"If it weren't for you, even if my dream Aotian could defeat Wu Fangzi, it would never be possible to capture him. After all, it would be your finger on the river." Lin Jialuo's eyes were full of praise.

"Brother Lin, don't praise me anymore. If there was no Dameng Aotian, even if I asked me to poke Wu Fangzi a hundred times and a thousand times, I would not do anything to him."

Lin Jialuo waved his hand and smiled, "I heard that although Jie Jiang pointed out that although it was the most tough and yang, the power of your attack just now was not only the most masculine, but also the most domineering. Could it be that the rumors were wrong?"
Chapter completed!