Either the Buddhist monks’ treasure chest is strict, or the Taoist immortals are the spirit of Taoism.

Pleasant to the eye.

The two are compared and clearly distinguished.

I didn't say much about this meeting.

I saw a majestic man in a peach blossom shirt jumping into the sky in the north, and his eyes glanced among the demons and immortals in the south, shouting loudly, "Where is the demonic path in Guangyuan?!"

This sound was like a thunder explosion, containing infinite sword intent.

The True Immortal, who was slightly weak in strength and unstable in the foundation, was almost frightened by this shout, and his magic power was out of control.

"Yu Zhenzi!"

"This is the head of Taoshan, Yu Zhenzi, the 'Miao Jianxian'!"

"So it's him. No wonder he is so powerful and terrifying."

In the south of Longquan Mountain, someone recognized this person, which was Taoshan Tamako. There was a lot of discussion for a while, but no one emerged.

Even the ancestor Taixu and others did not make any noise.

Everyone's eyes were all gathered on Zhang Yang and Qin Fan.

"Yumamako."

How could Zhang Yang ignore the insult when his mentor was humiliated? He immediately angrily took two steps and shouted, "The three immortals of Taoshan have left two, and the little 'Miao Jianxian' dared to be arrogant?!"

Although Zhang Yang was angry, he was rational.

If you don’t go above Longquan, just stand a few steps to avoid being attacked by someone.

When the "Yu Zhenzi" in the sky heard this, she was neither angry nor annoyed. She just looked at Zhang Yang and smiled faintly, "I said who is it? It turns out to be the white-haired Thunder God of Wanghai Peak. Why, your teacher can't shrank his head and want his disciple to push the jar?!"

"snort!"

"If the teacher comes, I'm afraid someone will be scared, so how dare I speak wildly!"

Zhang Yang did not show weakness on his mouth, but did not move at all under his feet.

The immortals from both sides watched them play tricks on their mouths and felt impatient.

However, because the scattered immortals and demons on the Xiong Lion Ridge did not come out and even had doubts about their identity, they were unwilling to rescue Zhang Yang. No one of the four Taoshan sects and the righteous scattered immortals dared to interrupt Yu Zhenzi.

Fortunately.

Yu Zhenzi was impatient for the first time.

"If this master will end up, it will inevitably lead to your colleagues saying that it is 'batching the small by using the big one'."

Yu Zhenzi chuckled at Zhang Yang, turned around and swept into the rear formation, and asked loudly, "Who will kill this son for me?"

Just finished speaking.

More than ten people stood out together and said, "I'll do it!"

When everyone heard the sound, they saw seven or eight Taoshan true immortals and four or five righteous immortals coming out, with high fighting spirits on their faces.

Zhang Yang is quite famous.

Those who dare to stand up are at least at the nine-difficulty level of cultivation.

For example, Taoshan is full of characters among the twelve swordsmen. For example, Chen Sigu, the third-ranked "Qingyang Sword", Mo Junshan, the fifth-ranked "Jade Sword", Fan Peng, the sixth-ranked "Chaoyang Sword".

Yu Zhenzi glanced over at a glance.

Just a little casually, fall on a rough young man.

It was Fan Peng, the "Chaoyang Sword".

"Disciple accepts the order!"

Fan Peng's expression turned up, he responded with a fist, then jumped into the field and landed on the Longquan, rushed to the other side of the shore and shouted, "Chun Yang, do you dare to fight with your Grandpa Fan?"

Zhang Yang looked up.

Yu Zhenzi had already retreated into the formation.

There is only Fan Peng on Longquan.

Qin Fan was beside him and said worriedly, "Master, I'm afraid there is a fraud!"

"It's okay."

Zhang Yang waved his hand.

Yu Zhenzi dared not fight, but Fan Peng's cultivation was just average, so how could he retreat?

He jumped and saw a golden light shining, heading straight to Fan Peng's face.

The first battle on Longquan Mountain

Officially started!

...

This first battle comes quickly and goes quickly.

Only one meeting.

"ah!"

Fan Peng screamed, unable to block the golden ring that was hit on the scene, and was smashed into a pool of mud. With a roll of the golden ring, he brought Fan Peng back the magic sword in his hand.

It fell on Zhang Yang's hands.

...

The field was quiet.

Although Fan Peng is not ranked high among the Twelve Swordsmen, he is also a top true immortal who has survived a disaster. Unexpectedly, he could not even survive a turn when facing Zhang Yang.

It really shocked everyone.

"Good means!"

Seeing this, Yu Zhenzi angrily shouted, "Junshan, come and see this son!"

"Jade Sword" Mo Junshan looked a little ugly, but the immortals and the former leader did not dare to disobey the orders of the imperial edicts, so he had to step forward with a tough bullet.

But two combinations.

Mo Junshan was smashed into a pile of meat.

"hiss!"

A sound of gasping in the air came, and everyone was shocked.

"So brave!"

Seeing this, Yu Zhenzi saw the noise of discussions from all over the world and shouted angrily, "Where is Chen Sigu? Kill this Liao quickly!"

"Disciples receive the order."

"Qingyang Sword" Chen Sigu was afraid of the fierce power and wanted to refuse, but when he saw Yu Zhenzi's eyes that were about to devour, he did not dare to disobey, so he had to jump into the battle.

Be careful.

But after only two rounds, the souls were destroyed by the beating...

Master Huang Ting
Chapter completed!