The heavens preach

The five Quanzhen sons fell to the ground one after another, lingering on the ground, their misery was unimaginable.

On the street, the hearts of all kinds of masters hidden in the dark were beating wildly.

"This……"

No one dared to believe that the five people who were sent flying away like children just now would be the Quanzhen Seven Sons of the world-famous Quanzhen Sect, including Ma Yu, the deputy head teacher of the Quanzhen Sect!

Those are five innate real people!

Moreover, they were born in the Holy Land of Martial Arts, and would even evolve into the Holy Land of Xianzong, the five masters of Quanzhen Sect.

Not a weak cat or dog, let alone a scarecrow! !

But unexpectedly, there will be such a result.

"This is the Taoist invited by Luoyang Governor Zhou Zaoxing to guard that knife!"

"So powerful!!"

"Who can snatch the thick back knife from him!"

Even Zhu Yi, who stood in front of the Poetry Club and watched the process before and after the war from beginning to end, had a strong expression change in his eyes:

"The five people from Quanzhen Sect so easily..."

If it is said to defeat these five people, he can do it too.

But in a fight like Chen Xixiang's, it was like two types of people in different worlds from Ma Yu and the others. One palm received the strength of the five people's combined strength, and then, one person hit the five people flying!

This……

He can't.

Chapter 181 Seven days later, meeting friends with a knife

In the Xinghua small courtyard in the north of the city.

Dressed in a brocade robe, Vulture Gong Xuqing of Tianshan suddenly received a letter from the congregation in the city. After opening it, he couldn't help but change his face in shock:

"This……"

His fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"What happened?"

Qin Mengyao's voice appeared from the side, like clear spring water, cold and pure, with the affinity of a fairy.

Xu Qing looked at the content on the letter paper, took a deep breath, and said one by one:

"Just now, the Taoist Chen Xixiang, who was invited by Zhou Zaoxing, the prefect of Luoyang, to guard the thick-backed sword, went to find Zhu Yi, the youngest son of a Confucian sage, and said that he would hold the second Huashan Sword Discussion in the White Horse Temple in Luoyang City. The ownership of the thick back knife."

"The invitations have been sent out one by one by the governor of Luoyang."

It was because of Zhu Yi's special identity, coupled with his deep background and high strength, that Chen Xixiang went to the Poetry Club to meet this person in person.

Zhu Yi, Jin Jiuwu, and Meng Zanglong are no longer ordinary youths, they are the most immeasurable heirs of the masters who came to Luoyang City. Not necessarily their opponents.

Each of these three people has bottomless tricks.

When Qin Mengyao heard the news that Xu Qing had received, especially that Chen Xixiang was about to hold the second "Huashan Discussion on Swords" conference, she couldn't help but smile slightly on her red lips, and said to herself:

"This Taoist priest is a man of great wisdom. Although there is a precedent of Wang Chongyang, but he gathered all the masters together at one time, so as to select the strongest one and get the thick back knife. I have to say It is indeed the best way to reduce bloodshed and casualties in Luoyang City and not disturb the people."

Her eyes are as calm as lake water, but also like sapphires:

"It's just that the person who proposed this meeting last time was Wang Chongyang. At that time, he dared to do this because he had the strength to overwhelm all the masters in the world. What is the specific strength of Chen Xixiang?"

Xu Qing glanced at the creed again, and said silently:

"Also just now, when Chen Xixiang and Zhu Yi met at the entrance of Zhu Yi's Poetry Club, Ma Yu from Quanzhen Sect and other congenital real people appeared together, a total of five people wanted to avenge Wang Chuyi's broken leg. But in just a few breaths, he was defeated by that Taoist one after another..."

The words are not finished, but the meaning is already clear.

A trace of surprise flashed across Qin Mengyao's face:

"Can the five of Ma Yu use the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation?"

"Have."

Hear this answer.

Qin Mengyao looked at the creed in Xu Qing's hand, her beautiful eyes showed some seriousness:

"It's no wonder this guy dares to re-run Huashan Lunjian again. It turns out that he has at least the same strength as Zhu Yi, Meng Zanglong, Jin Jiuwu and others."

Xu Qing said to himself:

"The Tiangang Big Dipper Formation of the Quanzhen Sect requires seven people to show its maximum power. This person can break the five-man formation, but I don't know if he can break the seven-man formation."

Qin Mengyao said: "Qiu Chuji among the Seven Sons of Quanzhen has already become a grand master, and he has the highest skill. If the formation formed by Qiu Chuji is the center of the formation, it can almost sweep the realm of the great master. Even I have to careful."

Hearing the words, Xu Qing thought secretly: You have to be careful too, it didn't say whether it can be broken or not, so could Fairy Qin be able to break it.

When meeting for the first time, Xu Qing naturally fought against Qin Mengyao, but Qin Mengyao's only one move made him realize the gap between himself and him.

Qin Mengyao's cultivation is at least a Grand Master!

Apricot blossoms flutter in the wind.

Qin Mengyao walked towards the gate of the courtyard, her blue shirt fluttering, her temperament was like a fairy.

The voice came softly into Xuqing's ears and said:

"Go and see if the fight is still going on over there. I kind of want to meet Chen Xixiang."

"it is good."

Xu Qing responded, but for some reason there was a surge of jealousy in his heart.

………………

And at the gate of the poetry club on the other side.

on the street.

After a great battle, the dust cloud is still floating.

Ma Yu stood up from a short distance while clutching his chest, his white beard and hair were stained with blood, his Taoist robe was torn, covered with smoke and dust, and he was extremely embarrassed. What was more important was the injuries in his body, like a fire:

"It is our Quanzhen Sect who lost to Your Excellency!"

Ma Yu's voice was full of exhaustion and shame.

It is undoubtedly more uncomfortable for him to say this than for him.

Before he was respected by his master Yang Xianren, he entrusted him with the great responsibility of Quanzhen Sect. He has worked hard for decades and dared not slack off. pass.

But today.

He, the substitute head teacher of the Quanzhen sect, together with four senior brothers, attacked a young Taoist who was in the same vein, but he was defeated by him.

After this kind of record was spread today, it was already equivalent to saying that no one appeared in Qingcheng Mountain in the Zhengyi period, and only a junior disciple subdued all of them from Quanzhen Sect.

What face will Quanzhen Sect have in preaching in the north in the future!

Chen Xixiang looked at Ma Yu's miserable face, and stood with his hands behind his back:

"Now I'm finally willing to talk properly."

As soon as these five people came, headed by Sun Buer, they immediately attacked and killed him.

Without saying a word, he wanted to avenge Wang Chuyi, and he was worthy of the name of Sun Buer.

Since the other party is unwilling to reason first, he chooses to do it first.

This is also in line with Chen Xixiang's character.

If it is not necessary, he does not like to reason with others before doing it.

He prefers to reason with others after beating them up, so that they have to listen and obey.

Chen Xixiang with his hands behind his back:

"I don't actually have a deep hatred with you Quanzhen Sect. This is not to deny my actions against Zhao Zhijing and Wang Chuyi. I just want to tell you that the reason why they ended up like that is their own fault."

When it comes to the words "you have to blame yourself".

Chen Xixiang's voice was indifferent, and his eyes were cold:

"Zhao Zhijing sneaked up on my brother from the same sect. I broke his arm and abolished his cultivation, which is already considered light."

"Wang Chuyi is stubborn and rigid, and he only favors your disciples, regardless of right and wrong. If I break his leg and let him live, it is considered light."

what?

Hearing these words from Chen Xixiang's mouth.

May Yu's expression changed.

He also heard from Wang Chuyi that the source of everything was their Zhao Zhijing, but Wang Chuyi obviously didn't say that Zhao Zhijing attacked others from behind.

"Is that the case?"

Hao Datong and Tan Chuduan also looked at each other in blank dismay.

But in my heart, I couldn't believe it.

His Quanzhen sect disciple, would he act like this?

Sun Buer's face was full of anger, and he was about to say "you are talking nonsense" angrily, but the injury was too serious, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ground.

But at this time.

Suddenly there was a long cry at the end of the long street:

drink!

Accompanied by this long howl.

The roof tiles on one street were shaking.

Followed by.

I saw a Taoist at the end of the street, stepping continuously, each step was at a speed of nearly a hundred feet.

His body was as mighty as the sea, as if there were rivers running in his body.

Immediately, many people in the dark exclaimed.

"Qi pouring through the meridians, great congenital master!"

"The person here is Qiu Chuji, the strongest of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen!"

Qiu Chuji stomped on, without saying a word, and approached Chen Xixiang with his palm.

Hand out this palm!

The shadow of the palm filled the sky, completely covering the area in front of Chen Xixiang for several feet!

boom!

The strength of the palm tore through the airflow, like dragons dancing wildly.

The palm of the genuine master of innate air veins strikes!

The power of this palm alone surpassed the combined strength of the other five people in Quanzhen!

"Great Master? Qiu Chuji!"

Chen Xixiang frowned, and immediately raised his arm, the Taoist robe danced wildly, the muscles in the arm in the sleeve crawled up like a dragon, and then twisted and jumped.

"What a powerful physical body, this person is still practicing horizontally!!"

Qiu Chuji's heart trembled when he struck out with a palm, he felt Chen Xixiang's punch straight at him, the blood energy in it was so strong that it was not weaker than his own Great Master Realm True Qi cultivation.

boom!

A collision of fists and palms.

Whoops! ! !

A gust of wind howled, and spread out from the sides of the two people like lightning, creating circles of ripples!

Then the roof tiles on the streets on both sides of the blow flew upside down like snowflakes!

boom!