Bai Yangzi, who was beaten with a fat head and a swollen face by Sun Kun, still refused to admit defeat. His mouth was swollen and his words were a bit leaky. Not only did he have no deterrence, but he added a lot of weird irony.

Sun Kun looked at Bai Yangzi, who was like a pig head opposite, and smiled, "Oh? I'm still so crazy? It seems that my mouth hasn't woken you up yet?"

Bai Yangzi was speechless.

Such a shameful thing actually made Bai Yangzi's anger even more intense and he gradually lost his mind.

The group of people opposite him was obviously not something he could deal with, so he vented all his anger on Xuan Yu.

"Xuan Yu! You were actually indifferent to the insult of the sect. Do you also imagine that Xuanhua betrayed the master's sect like a thief?"

As soon as these words were spoken, not only did Xuanyu's face darken, but Ye Qingxuan also showed a slight anger.

"A bastard! You can also slander the true man Xuanhua?" Ye Qingxuan shouted coldly: "The true man Xuanhua sacrifices himself for the right path in the world, how can you insult such a scum?"

"You're just farting!" Bai Yangzi snorted coldly, "Did Xuanhua betray the master sect? We have the final say, what are you?" After saying that, he turned to Xuan Yu, and shouted even more angrily: "Bastard, are you still watching, and you haven't taken action? Do you imagine that Xuan Ming and others were pierced by the heart of the sword?"

Taoist Xuan Yu was furious and turned his head and shouted, "What did you say? Do you dare to say it again?"

Bai Yangzi was so scared that he shivered, but when he thought about it, he suddenly sneered and said in a silence: "Xuan Yu, don't forget that there are a few good disciples on Longhu Mountain waiting for the news of your meritorious service. If it weren't for your repentance, your good disciples would have been like Xuan Ming, all of whom were executed for the crime of apostasy!"

Taoist Xuan Yu was furious, his hands were exposed, and he almost grabbed the handle of the whisk in his hand to pieces, but his eyes were closed in the end. The hero sighed like a twilight and shouted: "Forget it! Forget it! Master Miaoxiu, Shu Xuan Yu is rude!"

call--

Taoist Xuanyu soared into the air, and with a wave of the whisk in his hand, the violent energy suddenly roared and rolled towards Miaoxiu and the other four, and they ignored it.

Taoist Xuan Yu was embarrassed and angry, but he had to take action for his detained disciple.

Thinking of the sacrificed senior brother, and the junior brother Xuanming, who was as fierce as fire, was killed by Miao Ji, for a moment, his chest was extremely stuffy and he wanted to die.

But he could not commit suicide, otherwise the disciples in the sect would not be able to survive. But if they died for the Longhu Taoist Sect, Miaoji, for his own sake, also for the disciples in the sect, would save his disciples' life.

Therefore, this move seemed to be merciless, but at the same time, attacking Ye Qingxuan and the other four people was not a victory, but a pure death. His full attack was to remind Miao Xiu and others not to hold back.

But Ye Qingxuan and others on the opposite side were not human spirits. When they heard Bai Yangzi's words that threatened Taoist Xuanyu just now, and Xuanyu's decisive expression, they knew that he had aspirations to die and almost didn't need to greet him. The moment Taoist Xuanyu flew over, the four of them scattered in birds and beasts, and there were so many more.

Pang--

The sweeping energy hit a huge ancient tree beside the road that three people hugged each other. With just one blow, the ancient tree that had been around for hundreds of years was overturned, and the branches were broken one after another. The huge opium soared into the sky, and the woods on both sides were astonishing as a terrifying bird and dark clouds.

Except for Miaoxiu, everyone else was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the junior brother of the Xuanhua Zhenren was so powerful that he could match the strength of the Xuanhua Zhenren before he practiced the eighth turn of the [Nine-turn Dragon and Tiger Magical Art], which was enough to match Zhuo Huifan's amazing strength.

After landing, Sun Kun rolled around, looked up and shouted in horror: "Old Zamao, you are so cruel!"

On the other side, Ye Qingxuan turned over and landed, and Monk Miaoxiu fell lightly on his side and whispered: "Young Master Ye, be careful. Taoist Xuanyu has always devoted himself to practicing Taoism and does not ask about grudges in the world, but my abbot said that in addition to Xuanhua, he is the strongest in the Dragon and Tiger Taoist Sect, and he is almost capable of reaching the top of the heavenly list."

Ye Qingxuan nodded secretly when he saw it. When Fengyi Pavilion colluded with Miao Ji and plotted against Xuan Hua, he then controlled the entire Dragon and Tiger Taoist Sect with thunder. If Fengyi Pavilion did not intervene, he would be afraid that Miao Ji's ability would not be Xuan Yu's opponent.

However, due to the confrontation between Xuan Yu, Xuan Ming and others, the internal unstable situation of the Dragon and Tiger Dao Sect, especially the fact that Xuan Hua Zhenren was not dead, dragging the entire Dragon and Tiger Dao Sect firmly and failing to join the Fengyi Pavilion cholera operation. It can be said that Xuan Yu and others also indirectly helped Ye Qingxuan and others.

Taoist Xuan Yu was empty with a blow, and his body had just landed on the ground. Bai Yangzi and others behind him were shouting again-

"Xuan Yu, you actually fired an empty cannon. Did you deliberately let the enemy go?"

"I think you are thinking about your old love and refuse to punish evil and eliminate evil!"

"Pity that more than ten disciples on Longhu Mountain will lose their lives because of you..."

"Uncle Xuanyu, don't make mistakes!"

...

Several Taoist priests persuaded and threatened him. Taoist Xuan Yu was so angry that his eyes turned red. He almost immediately wanted to kill several people under his palm, but was taken to the vital point. At this time, there was nothing he could do. At this time, he was so angry that he whistled up to the sky and rushed towards Ye Qingxuan and others again.

Ye Qingxuan and Monk Miaoxiu both knew that it was really unnecessary to fight against Taoist Xuanyu here. Maybe the old Taoist Miaoji wanted Taoist Xuanyu to die at their hands, so naturally he would not fight with him.

At this moment, hearing the threatening words of Bai Yangzi and others, I couldn't help but look at each other, my eyes lit up, and with a "huh", I rushed towards the four Taoist priests who kept shouting.

Almost at the same time, Hou Ting stopped his steps in avoiding the surrender, and instead wrapped around Taoist Xuanyu. A white light flashed in front of him, and the whisk was already rolling up...

urn!

The heavy iron barrel was like a meteor hammer, directly resisting the heavy whisk of Taoist Xuanyu.

But I knew that the whisk in Taoist Xuan Yu's hand was first rolled up, wrapped around the big iron bucket, and then instead of removing the force from the outside, pretending to be exhausted, he actually hit the iron bucket, and saw that it was a result of brain bursting.

Hou Ting exclaimed and quickly pulled back, but this hasty move made him tumbling blood, his steps were suddenly messy, and he couldn't dodge for a moment, and he was actually swept into his chest by the whisk that had been broken free...

Hiss!

The silk thread of the whisk cut Hou Ting's chest like a knife, and several blood marks appeared on his chest.

Hou Ting was hit hard and even spat out a mouthful of blood and sat on the ground.

This shocked Taoist Xuan Yu to the point of being stunned. A look of apology flashed on his face, and he subconsciously wanted to come forward to support him...

OK! Kill him!—
Chapter completed!