Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 321
Qi Beicheng's face changed, and he glanced angrily at the handsome young man in front of him. The young man shrank his neck from Qi Beicheng's stare, and sat on the chair supported by the disciples of the West City Gate behind him, talking helplessly.

"I didn't bring my spiritual warfare department, and I don't have any control over the spiritual soldiers around here. Dad, it's useless for you to glare at me!"

The handsome young man is Qi Wuyu, the master of the young gate of Xicheng Gate. During the first battle in Yuncheng Realm, Qi Wuyu's Spiritual War Department took the lead in breaking through the defense line of Huijianmen, and then killed Huijianmen in one fell swoop with the middle-grade battle formation. Two of the five Great Transformation Alchemy Realm cultivators laid the foundation for the Xicheng Gate to occupy the Tianyue Realm in one fell swoop.

Qi Wuyu's handsome appearance made him look like a powerless scholar from a distance. Who would have thought that this handsome scholar was in command of the First Spiritual War Department of the West City Gate, and his hands were stained with wisdom swords? Qi Wuyu, a cultivator in the condensed realm of monk's blood.

In the battle of Xichengmen breaking Huijianmen, Qi Beicheng, who is the owner of the gate, did not make a move. This time, he came here outside Dongning City, but he just came here at random, and there was the idea of ​​​​occupying the last big city of Huijianmen. But without it, in the mind of a Nascent Soul cultivator like Qi Beicheng, only a Nascent Soul cultivator can be worth his shot.

"It made the two high-ranking disciples of Huashan laugh. A mere Huijian Sect dared to insult my West City Gate in front of me. You disciples really embarrass me!"

Qi Beicheng glared at his own son, then at the few brocade-clothed disciples beside him, and deliberately spoke in a disdainful tone.

"Disciple Ding was ordered to kill the Spirit War Department."

Behind Qi Wuyu, a handsome young man who had just helped Qi Wuyu up the chair spoke with enthusiasm in his tone. The words of the sect master just now stimulated him. When willing to fight, it is naturally his turn to show off.

Qi Beicheng glanced at Ding Feng, who was affectionate and full of excitement, and shook his head secretly. Although Ding Feng was in charge of a spiritual warfare department, he had a fierce temper, but he was not the material for a general. Having hurt the hearts of several disciples, Qi Beicheng glanced at his son and nodded slightly.

Ding Feng led the way out, and as soon as he left the door, he waved his hand and summoned his own Spiritual Warfare Department.

Under the astonished eyes of Nanmenluo and Muyun, a group of Xichengmen disciples in very light-colored clothes climbed up from the flat ground opposite the teahouse, and quickly gathered outside the teahouse. Before taking shape, for a while, smoke and dust filled the outside of the teahouse, making it hard to see through.

"Father, let's go out and have a look. I don't know if Junior Brother Ding Feng can beat the Spiritual Warfare Division on the opposite side. If he can't, then we can go and help."

Qi Wuyu took a few glances at Nanmenluo who had a faint brilliance on his ugly face, and suddenly spoke to his father.

Qi Beicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and after listening to Qi Wuyu's words, his eyes wandered around Muyun and Nanmenluo a few times, thinking of the senior brother Muyun and Nanmenluo were talking about, and then seeing how they were both flattered and humiliated. Yan's curiosity also gradually increased, thinking of Jiang Yan's strength, Qi Beicheng felt a bone stuck in his throat.Now that his son proposed to let these two go to watch the battle, he naturally wanted to scare the chickens to scare the monkeys. With the Spiritual Battle Array, the first product of his own Spiritual Warfare Department, Qi Beicheng was also very confident that Muyun and Nanmen Luo's jaws would drop.

"I don't believe that you, a monk from a remote village, have ever seen the Spirit Battle Formation."

Qi Beicheng squinted at Nanmen Luo, whose ugly face was full of longing, and Mu Yun, who had a fat face full of smiles, thinking with a little anger in his heart.

"Two, didn't the elder brother of your sect say that you want me to let go of the cultivators of Huijianmen? It's just right, you two should also go and have a look, so that the disciples under my sect will not be able to stop and hurt the people of Huijianmen. It will be difficult to report to the head of the noble sect when we go back."

Qi Wuyu laughed even more, flirting with Muyun, and invited Muyun to watch the battle of the Spiritual Warfare. Out of the teahouse.Now that Muyun was dragged out by Qi Wuyu, Nanmenluo naturally didn't stay in the teahouse, not to mention that Nanmenluo, who had once been in charge of the Spiritual Warfare Department, was also a little curious about whether the Spiritual Warfare Department under the Nascent Soul Cultivator would It's a little stronger than the Spiritual War Department under the head brother's sect.

"East trees depend on each other, and westwards face each other, so keep it."

Ding Feng, who was dressed in brocade clothes, stood between the guards of several disciples, commanding his disciples from the Spiritual Warfare Department to form a defensive formation, because the master of his own family was behind, Ding Feng was worried that he would make a mistake, and he was in the middle of the two foreign sects. In front of his disciples, he lost face at the West City Gate, so Ding Feng cautiously shrunk the Spiritual Warfare before he knew the reality of the opponent's Spiritual Warfare.

"Gold and earth are born together, wood is easy to grow, kill me."

In the middle of the sky filled with smoke and dust, the head general of Huijianmen's Spiritual Warfare Department commanded the Spiritual Warfare Department to launch the first attack. The dazzling golden sword light and the khaki ax blade light intertwined with each other, backed by a large cloud of blue spiritual power, surging in the sky Among the smoke and dust, golden swords and sharp axes came one after another.

"Chichi..."

"Whoosh..."

The golden light that was almost condensed into a line slammed into the defensive spirit battle formation that Ding Fengling's war department had just formed.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

Bright golden and khaki light lit up at the intersection of the two spiritual battle formations. The dazzling light penetrated the smoke and dust in the air, illuminating Nanmen Luo, who was watching the battle, and his eyes hurt.

"what……!"

A scream resounded abruptly in the middle of the smoke and dust. Qi Beicheng and his son looked at each other in astonishment. Hearing the scream, it seemed that someone in their own Spiritual Warfare Department was injured. Suddenly, Qi Beicheng's face turned black.

"Ah..., ah..."

Continuous screams continued to sound at the intersection of the two spiritual battle formations. It seemed to be to stimulate Qi Beicheng and his son. A Xichengmen disciple in light-colored armor was knocked out of the smoke and dust. He was flying towards He entered the teahouse where everyone was standing to watch the battle.

"crash"

The disciple flew high over everyone's heads and hit the roof of the tea house, breaking a big hole in the roof. The disciple fell heavily to the ground.

"But that's it!"

Nanmen Luo Chou said with a look of gloating on his face. He looked at the West City Gate Spirit Soldier disciples who were knocked away one after another in the smoke and dust. Nanmen Luo Chou's face was full of Noah's expression.

Mu Yun kicked Nanmen Luo from behind, reminding him not to laugh too loudly, but thinking that Qi Beicheng and his son had originally planned to scare the two of them by killing chickens to scare monkeys, who would have thought that they would actually let them watch one joke.

"Hmph! A bunch of idiots!"

Qi Beicheng looked at the smoke and dust all over the sky, and suddenly spoke.

"call……"

A chill suddenly swept across Nanmen Luo's body, and the smoke and dust that filled the air was suddenly stopped, and the boiling dust disappeared in a blink of an eye, revealing the two fighting parties in the arena.

However, within half a cup of tea, Ding Fengling's war department, which originally consisted of more than a dozen people, only had four people left. The rest of the Lingbing disciples either lay on the ground, or flew away just like the Lingbing disciples who smashed the roof of the tea house just now. go out.

The leader of the Spirit War Department of the Huijian Sect held an earth-yellow seal in his hand and was shaking it hard. From time to time, he could see streaks of smoke falling on the ground. The smoke falling on the ground suddenly shook and turned into boiling smoke. The yellow sand flew into the air in an instant.

However, Qi Beicheng made a sudden move and swept across the area with the power of Yuanying. The sand dust shaken off by the Lingbao in the hands of the Huijian Sect Master stuck to the ground as soon as it hit the ground, motionless.

Sun Qing looked in awe at the old man who was the source of the cold snort just now, his eyes were full of fear, and with just a cold snort, he broke his spirit treasure and fixed his own spirit war department, plus From the information he had obtained, Sun Qing was quite sure that the old man in front of him was the only Nascent Soul cultivator in Xicheng Gate, and Qi Beicheng lived in Xicheng Gate.

"A bunch of trash!"

Qi Beicheng, whose chest was about to explode with anger, snorted angrily, waved his hand angrily, and the matchless spiritual power surged out in an instant, and rushed towards the Huijianmen Spiritual War Department, which was immobilized by his Nascent Soul power.

"Wait a minute, master"

Mu Yun suddenly opened his mouth to stop Qi Beicheng, his short and fat body took a step forward, his palms were suddenly retracted and pushed in front of his chest, a mighty khaki spiritual power surged out, and instantly stirred up the entire open space in front of the teahouse , collided with Qi Beicheng's spiritual power.

"Boom..."

"what……"

The spiritual power of the two parties collided, and Qi Beicheng's spiritual power was blocked by Mu Yun's spiritual power, and he was deflected and flew out of the spiritual battle formation. Qi Beicheng's spiritual power still hit a disciple of Huijianmen, and that disciple let out a scream, and the right arm that was swept by Qi Beicheng's spiritual power turned into fly ash.

Sun Qing was suddenly stunned and looked at Qi Beicheng with disbelief in his eyes.

He is the leader of the last Spiritual Warfare Division of the Huijian Sect. According to the information sent back by the family disciples, the sect's several major Spiritual Warfare Divisions on the front line have been destroyed one after another. , became the only spiritual warfare department of Huijianmen, and also the last hope of the Sun family.

"It would be great if my second uncle was here!"

Sun Qing secretly thought about his second uncle, Sun Wenlie, how beautiful the Sun family was when Sun Wenlie was there, the several spiritual warfare departments, and such a large city of Dongning, all of which were left behind when his second uncle was there. Now that his second uncle passed by, Sun Qing began to appreciate the warmth and warmth of the people inside the sect, and missed the days when he had his second uncle, Sun Wenlie.

"Sect Master, what is Senior Brother Desire asking for?"

The pale Mu Yun looked at the angry Qi Beicheng and said, his fat face was full of sweat. Although he didn't directly block Qi Beicheng's attack just now, he also withstood a lot of spiritual power attacks, but Mu Yun didn't Thinking of it, the slightest attack of the Nascent Soul cultivator turned out to be so powerful.

"Humph!"

Qi Beicheng took a few glances at the disciples of Huijianmen, and snorted coldly, all the pressure from the Nascent Soul cultivators dissipated, instantly pervading the entire teahouse...

"Master Qi..."

Muyun and Nanmenluo's expressions changed, could it be that Qi Beicheng is going to change his mind...

Feeling the overwhelming coercion, Sun Qing even felt a thump in his heart. The last spiritual warfare department of his sect might be gone this time...

"Second Uncle, it would be great if you were still here..."

Sun Qing was full of anticipation and thought...

(End of this chapter)