Master, love me again!

Cuiwei Palace is not like Qinghua Xianmen. Qinghua Xianmen is located in a mountain range, while Cuiwei Palace is hidden in a huge valley. The valley is named after a piece of Cuiwei Lake that contains spiritual power.

In order to show respect for Cuiwei Palace, Fuyong landed the treasure ship directly outside the valley.

Yuanfang and Qingcui led a group of female disciples to lead the way, and the valley was full of exotic flowers and plants. The disciples of Qinghua Immortal Sect kept in mind Fuyong's previous teachings and abided by the rules. Apart from admiring the beautiful scenery in Cuiwei Valley, These beautiful female disciples did not go beyond the rules.

However, not every sect has such a great deterrent effect on their disciples.

"Junior Sister, I kindly want to give you this elixir. If you don't accept it, it's fine. You are trying to blackmail me by making this appearance of a chaste woman?" Before they approached, they saw a few female disciples in Cuiwei palace costumes not far from the road, surrounded by a group of men in red.These red-clothed men were all big and three thick, and extremely strong. The one who made the first sound was nearly ten feet tall, and his body was full of knotted muscles, which looked bulging under the red robe.

And the petite female disciple who was surrounded had already drawn out the saber in her hand.The delicate woman standing at the front said: "Senior Brother Peng, no matter how powerful you are from Jiuyangmen, don't forget that this is the territory of Cuiwei Palace, please show some respect."

The man surnamed Peng showed a somewhat frivolous smile on his face, and he said without restraint: "What are you talking about, junior sister? I really want to give the elixir to the beauty." He held it in one hand A porcelain bottle was stuffed into the woman's collar.

"Stop!" Yuan Fang stopped immediately upon seeing this.At this time, the group of people in red discovered the existence of them.The surrounded women seemed to see a savior, excitedly said: "Senior Sister Yuanfang!" Without hesitation, several women forcibly ran towards them from among the group of men.

Seeing that the disciples from Cuiwei Palace were about to flee, the group of men in red almost subconsciously stretched out their hands to grab them.Yuanfang and Qingcui swung their swords together, two water-blue sword lights separated them from the female disciples.

When the surname Peng saw this, a trace of sullenness flashed in his eyes, but he knew that the two Yuanfang and Qingcui in front of him were the two beloved disciples of the Mistress of Cuiwei Palace, so he didn't dare to offend them too much.He smiled and said: "I didn't expect to be so lucky today. When Peng Yuan went out for a stroll, he could see the two senior sisters."

The women who came over hid behind Qingcui and Yuanfang, Yuanfang said with a sullen face, "Junior Brother Peng is a guest, but our Cuiwei Palace has our rules in Cuiwei Palace, I hope Junior Brother Peng Yuan will be well." Weigh the face of the master."

Peng Yuan squinted his eyes, feeling unexplainably angry, but at this moment he had already seen clearly the group of people in green shirts behind Yuanfang Qingcui.It seems that the people of Qinghua Xianmen have just arrived, offending two sects at once is not something they can offend.Peng Yuan had no choice but to apologize and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Yuanfang, what are you talking about. Peng Yuan doesn't mean anything malicious, it's just this junior sister who made a fuss."

"Dare to put your dirty hands on the woman's collar without malice. If there is malice, wouldn't it be an insult to her in broad daylight." The voice was clear but extremely mean, and Peng Yuan's eyes were tinged with coldness. Among the disciples looking at Qinghua Xianmen, they didn't want to meet Huo Meier's pure and charming face.

"Junior Sister." Ling Yihang frowned unhappily, he naturally saw that the group of people in red clothes in front of him were disciples of Jiuyangmen, and he had heard of Peng Yuan's name.Although this person looks wretched, he is the proud disciple of the master of Jiuyangmen.With a single spiritual root of the earth type and all of Jiuyangmen, Peng Yuan is not a good character to get along with.

Although he did not agree with Peng Yuan's way of molesting women in broad daylight, this was originally a matter of Cuiwei Palace and Jiuyangmen, and it was not easy for them to intervene.

Yuanfang Qingcui looked at Huo Meier with a slightly friendly look in her eyes, Qingcui said: "Today we didn't see anything, if we see Junior Brother Peng behave like this next time, don't blame us at Cuiwei Palace It turned out to be merciless."

Peng Yuan was helpless for a while, so he had no choice but to respond disheartened.Originally, this matter was ignored at this point, but Fu Yong who had been watching silently said suddenly: "It's been a long time since I came out, and all the disciples of Jiuyangmen have become this kind of virtue. "

Ling Yihang couldn't help smiling wryly. Before he came, his master had mentioned him explicitly and secretly. After losing to Zhuo Junchen, his reputation was damaged. He must show himself in all aspects of this Immortal Sect Competition. Only in this way can it be reversed.Unexpectedly, it was Huo Meier first, and then Fu Yong, as if they all wished to stir up conflicts with Jiuyangmen.

As expected, Peng Yuan became angry, looked at Fuyong coldly and said, "I'm afraid this is the elder of Qinghua Xianmen, you are an elder, isn't it inappropriate to slander our Jiuyangmen like this? "

As a disciple of the master of the Nine Suns Sect, Peng Yuan naturally has more knowledge than others. His master often said that the Qinghua Immortal Sect is now strong on the outside and capable in the middle. Except for Shen Hanfeng and Si Yun himself, there are not many disciples who can make a difference. The two white-haired elders who met this Qinghua Xianmen for the first time did not appear to be one of them.He also has the confidence to provoke, but the elders of the Qinghua Xianmen can naturally deal with him when his master comes, and he can also take the opportunity to file against the spirit of the Qinghua Xianmen.

Jiang Wuxin took what the master said, but the words he said were not as gentle as Fu Yong: "So you still care about the reputation of Jiuyangmen? Why didn't you think of it when you were messing with others just now?"

Being trampled on his painful feet, Peng Yuan not only didn't slump, but became angry from embarrassment. He glanced at the servant beside him, and the servant immediately understood what his brother meant.

The follower took a step forward and yelled: "This brother speaks so badly, doesn't it mean he wants to have a discussion with us?"

"Brother?" Jiang Wuxin sneered.

Mu Zisu reminded him very thoughtfully: "You fellow Taoist from Nine Yang Sect, you should be called Master Uncle, otherwise you will be defeated later, and you will look ugly."

It sounded like persuading a fight, but Mu Zisu was completely fanning the flames, wishing that the other party would jump in anger.Zhuo Junchen gave him a hand, signaling him not to stand out, but he seemed to feel something in his heart. He glanced at the bushes behind him, and always felt that someone was spying on him in the dark.

As expected, the man turned red with anger, and shouted: "You Qinghua Immortal Sect bullies people too much! Don't you just rely on your name as the number one Immortal Sect to bully other sects like this!"

This time, even Zhuo Junchen felt that Jiuyang Sect was making trouble for no reason, as if he had to find a reason to make trouble with Qinghua Immortal Sect.

Peng Yuan said at this time: "Why, this generation of Qinghua Immortal Sect disciples, can't even stand up to some bloody ones?"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Qinghua Immortal Sect were naturally enraged, but before they could take any action in the future, they saw Shen Hanfeng raising a prohibitive gesture.

The disciples of the Qinghua Immortal Sect were somewhat in awe of Shen Hanfeng. Shen Hanfeng leaned over half of his body and said to everyone: "According to the traditional rules of the Immortal Sect Grand Competition, all participating disciples will be directly disqualified if they fight for themselves." I am warning them not only at this time, but also not to be provoked by other sects to fight during the Xianzong Grand Competition in the future.

How many people are looking at these outstanding disciples of the sect, and it is not unprecedented to secretly drag them into the water.

Peng Yuan smiled triumphantly and said, "Could it be that you're just that scared." In his opinion, what Shen Hanfeng said was actually paving the way for the Qinghua Immortal Sect to do nothing. In other words, it was the Qinghua Immortal Sect. Afraid of them.

As if Shen Hanfeng didn't hear his words, he looked into the distance, where he could already see the faint outline of Cuiwei Palace on Cuiwei Lake at the end, a piece of precious light.

Shen Hanfeng's spiritual consciousness met another powerful and fiery spiritual consciousness, that person seemed to be angry, and after meeting him, he rushed over, as if to test him.Shen Hanfeng easily dodged, not wasting time with that person.

Spreading the voice with spiritual power, Shen Hanfeng said: "Jiuyan Sect Master, although your disciples are very talented, their temperament is not tempered. Since I met you today, I will teach you a little bit."

Only then did Yuanfang see the intensified conflict between the Qinghua Immortal Sect and the Jiuyang Sect, so he immediately sent someone secretly to report to the palace.Although Peng Yuan knew it, but he also wanted Master to come quickly, so he pretended to turn a blind eye.He didn't expect that Jiuyan, the current sect master of Jiuyangmen who was rushing over quickly, would tremble subconsciously when he heard Shen Hanfeng's voice.

He and Shen Hanfeng were disciples of the same generation, and the existence of Shen Hanfeng was almost a nightmare among disciples of their generation.

Just as Peng Yuan wanted to ridicule Shen Hanfeng for teaching him, he felt his body being lifted up uncontrollably.With both feet off the ground, Peng Yuan wanted to use his spiritual power to release the control in surprise, but found that a bone-piercing chill had frozen his spiritual power together. Now he is like a fish on a knife, without any resistance Power.

Everyone watched as Peng Yuan was easily thrown to the side of the mountain wall. Shen Hanfeng's extremely cold spiritual power made Peng Yuan's red robe covered with a layer of frost.Then, under Peng Yuan's horrified gaze, dozens of ice picks formed in front of the tip of his nose, and the sharp tips exuded a threatening cold air.

Shen Hanfeng raised his head halfway, the icicle retreated slightly, and it was even more dazzling under the sunlight.Then, like a goddess scattering flowers, she nailed towards Peng Yuan.

"Ding ding ding ding—" the sound of an ice cone piercing the mountain.

Peng Yuan's face was pale, his limbs trembled, causing the red robe to tremble slightly, and his waist was wet.