Yang Xiangqi and others' expressions suddenly became very ugly, and the gap in the middle was already left. Yang Xiangqi knew that they were disciples of the supreme sect. Although they were very confident in themselves, they did not dare to take it lightly. With one move, they would be the strongest magic of the Taichu sect's immortal leaves realm, Fire Dragon Dance!

A dragon of flames as high as ten feet high suddenly emerged from Yang Xiangqi's palm. The burning waves made the air in several miles afresh. The dragon shook its head and tail, and spit out a strong fire and rushed towards Yang Xiangqi!

This spiritual technique is Yang Xiangqi's most proud of. Because he knew that his opponent was good, he used it as soon as he made an attempt!

Wang Peng stood not far away, his eyes faintly glanced at the surging fire dragon, and a disdainful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. Just as the fire dragon was about to approach, he suddenly moved, and he pinched a magic trick in front of him with both hands. In an instant, dark clouds were everywhere in the sky, and several thunders appeared without warning. The sound of thunder made the void shake a little!

"go!"

With Wang Peng shouting, six thunders actually twisted into one. The huge thunder power instantly rose again, and suddenly slashed out with an unstoppable momentum, slashing Yang Xiangqi's fire dragon into powder. Then the attack did not diminish, and attacked Yang Xiangqi at the speed of thunder!

"puff!"

Yang Xiangqi was hit by Wang Peng's thunder, and his whole body fell high from the air like a rag, smashing a deep pit on the ground!

"Senior Brother Yang, Senior Brother Yang!" Zhu Chun and Wu Jin did not expect Yang Xiangqi to lose, and he lost so quickly and so miserable!

"Hmph, you dare to stand out? You are overestimating your own abilities by shaking the tree." Wang Peng didn't even look at Yang Xiangqi, bounced the dust that did not exist on his body, and told the people around him, "The Taichu Sect is only this kind of virtue. I thought there were some talented people here, but I didn't expect that they were all a group of people who were like Qin Haoxuan who were seeking fame."

Gap! This is the difference between the supreme sect and the ordinary immortal cultivation sect! Even the thriving Taichu is not enough! Any disciple of the supreme sect can cross the gap in cultivation and kill opponents!

Holding Yang Xiangqi covered in blood, seeing that he was already in a coma, Zhu Chun and Wu Jin were in pain, and Wang Peng's arrogant and provocative remarks came from his ears, and his anger rose into the sky.

The real person of Xiyue put down the teacup in his hand with a snap, and finally looked outside. Wang Peng had already brought the people back to the house at this time, and he didn't care about Yang Xiangqi and the other two in the courtyard.

The Master Xiyue shook his head gently, and his face became more relaxed. Wang Peng took action to provoke the disciples of the Taichu Cult, which was in line with his wishes. Because the Master Fu Kong, the head of Puguang Pavilion, was afraid of the Taichu Cult, one of the purposes of coming here was to let him test the true level of the Taichu Cult.

But from this point of view, Taichu Buddhism is not as powerful as imagined! This... is wrong!

Looking back at Wang Peng with a proud expression, Xiyue Zhenren said with a straight face: "You are an elite disciple of the supreme sect. Your opponent should be a talent of the same level as you, but you have defeated a little disciple of a thousand-year-old sect. How can you be complacent?"

After hearing this, Wang Peng smiled even louder and bowed, "Associate Master, I will be taught by you."

"Hahaha," Seeing that Xiyue Zhenren was not really angry, Jia Hui and others also laughed, "It's just a group of waste. It's their luck to make us brothers happy."

"That's right, I just said that the Taichu Sect is full of waste." Wang Peng won several consecutive victories today, and it was just the time to be proud, and he raised his voice and shouted.

Wu Jin and Zhu Chun were really angry, and supported Yang Xiangqi and shouted to the house: "The most powerful disciples of our Taichu Sect have not come yet. Why are you arrogant? Wait!"

After leaving this sentence, the two of them helped Yang Xiangqi out and went out.

The real man Xiyue looked at the group of children around him with a smile, thinking, since he had already tried the level of Taichu teaching, it was almost time to stop. After all, they came to pay their respects this time to pay their respects, and it would be boring if they really made things bigger.

But it seems that Taichu Buddhism has a stronger one...

His eyes turned, and the true man Xiyue waved to Wang Yuan, the disciple who was serving around him, and said, "Go and invite all the visitors from the Xiliu Sect, Zhaoyue Sect, Mingguang Sect, and Jinxu Hall, and then say that the leader of the alliance will talk to them."

Wang Yuan knew that the sects mentioned by the Master Xiyue were all leaders of the same domain, second only to the leader of the supreme sect of Puguang Pavilion, so he did not dare to delay at the moment, so he took a few disciples and quickly went out.

Because it was the people of the supreme sect, the powerful people who came to pay their respects for their mourning came soon. Except for the Mingguang sect who came to the Great Elder, other sects also sent deputy heads.

"I wonder if the leader of the alliance asked us to come this time, what are the instructions?" After sitting down one after another, the deputy head of Zhaoyue Sect, Zhenren Li Guang, bowed and asked.

The others also looked at the real person of Xiyue.

The real man Xiyue looked faint and said in a calm voice: "It's not a big deal. It's just that my disciples defeated several Taichu disciples. They were angry and went to find someone to challenge them. I thought that the exchange between disciples was originally a way to promote communication and increase growth, so please come and have a look."

After hearing what the real person in Xiyue said, everyone else was tacitly informed.

True Man Li Guang frowned and said, "This Taichu Sect is really unreasonable. He dares to challenge the leader of the alliance! They are just a sect that is not even a great sect for thousands of years. It is due to luck to be the leader of the alliance, but this...ah, it's not so good!"

The elder of Mingguang Sect Tans the Taoist smiled: "Since the Taichu Sect dares to challenge it, it means that their elite disciples may be able to see it. Just so, we old guys have brought some pretty good disciples, so let them see it too."

"Yes, I think the guy is right, so let's see what he said."

...

Zhu Chun and Wu Jin did not dare to delay Yang Xiangqi's injury, so they went out and sent him to the medicine hall. They sent three seriously injured disciples in a row. The manager of the medicine hall also felt something was wrong and asked repeatedly what was going on.

Zhu Chun was so angry that he said the faces of the people in Puguang Pavilion, and was heard by Zhang Zuoshan, a gray-seeded disciple of Guyuntang who had just taken the medicine and was about to go back to the room to refine the pills.

"It's really too bullying! The disciples of our Taichu Sect will be bullied on their own territory!" Zhang Zuoshan was already a hot temper. In anger, he slapped the pill in his hand on the cabinet of the medicine hall, and glared at him, "I'll go and meet these villains behind the scenes!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, if you do your best, you will definitely make those people shut up their mouths! You can also earn back your face for our Taichu School!" Zhu Chun's eyes were a little red.

"Let's go!" Zhang Zuoshan took the lead.

...

"Zhang Zuoshan, a disciple of Taichu, comes to ask for advice!" Zhang Zuoshan was dressed in a strong outfit. His facial features were strong, but he had a praiseworthy heart for practicing Taoism at the forty-year-old level.

The real person of Xiyue sat down and didn't move. However, Wang Peng wanted to take action, but was pulled by the people around him.

The elder of Mingguang Sect talked about the Taoist chasing to the real person Xiyue with a smile, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Zuoshan standing outside the door, and said to his disciple Han Zhong, "You go and try it."

Han Zhong is an elite disciple of the Mingguang Sect. He has a gray qualification and a high understanding. He responded to the list.

Zhang Zuoshan bowed to Han Zhong, but Han Zhong just raised his eyelids and suddenly took action!

Zhang Zuoshan, who was already full of anger, also roared angrily, and as his hands danced, he brought two thunders and suddenly left Han Zhong!

A strong wind rolled up around Han Zhong. He released his cultivation and transformed all the chaotic wind into wind blades and headed towards Zhang Zuoshan!

Zhang Zuoshan never relaxed his vigilance. When the wind blade appeared, the thunder in his hand suddenly spread out, and a thunder curtain was spread out, breaking Han Zhong's wind blade!

There was a look of surprise in Han Zhong's eyes. He started to take action again, and the spiritual energy gathered around him. With his loud shout, the loess in front of him suddenly rose, and he formed a three-person giant, holding a sharp blade and axe, and slashed towards Zhang Zuoshan!

The disciples of other sects watching also nodded frequently.

Facing such giants, Zhang Zuoshan was not panicked at all. He slapped the sky with one hand. The sky above the hall was suddenly filled with clouds, and thunder fell in an instant!

Thunder-induced technique!

Zhang Zuoshan's face was a little pale. Even he was reluctant to use the thunder-induced technique. However, in order to prevent Taichu from embarrassing the Taichu School in front of so many major schools, he could not retreat!

"go!"

Releasing all the spiritual energy in his body, the clouds in the sky rolled rapidly, and more and more roars sounded. At the moment when Han Zhong realized the danger, he didn't even have time to break, and the thunder in the sky fell like a sea of ​​thunder!

"ah!"

Although Han Zhong sacrificed magic weapons to resist at the last moment, the thunder came too fiercely, shattering all the magic weapons he sacrificed, and he himself was knocked to the ground by thunder!

Zhang Zuoshan had a pale face, ignoring the fatigue and exhaustion of his body's energy, and stood firmly.

Who wins and who loses, it’s clear at a glance!

The elder of the Mingguang Sect suddenly became very ugly! Taichu! Not weak!

The deputy heads and disciples of other Wanzai sects present also fell down.

Although Zhang Zuoshan won this game, he won it with barely enough, at most he was equal in size. However, for other people from the Wanzai Dynasty, this is shame!

After all, all the disciples they brought were elites, and Qin Haoxuan and others had not appeared yet. The disciples from Taichu were all the people they found by their disciples themselves. They couldn't swallow this tone!

Compared with the ugly expressions of the powerful people in Wanzai Da Cult, the real person of Xiyue became much more indifferent.

Because in the eyes of the Xiyue Zhenren, it is not a big deal for the disciples of the Taichu Sect to compete with the disciples of the Wanzai Sect. At most, it means that the Taichu Sect has the strength of the Wanzai Sect, which is nothing, because in the eyes of the Supreme Great Sect Puguang Pavilion, even the Wanzai Sect is not threatening.
Chapter completed!