"No way, the tiger was captured alive by Lu Tianping!"
Pei Chengxiu, the first descendant of the Sunset Sect, a large sect in Hexi, exclaimed the moment he received the news, not only stunned the direct monks of the other sects nearby, but also the ancestors of the various sects gathered on the other side of Feiliang Mountain. He looked over at him.
Huhuhu Liefeng, as the first member of the three generations of monks of the colorful tiger clan, is firmly seated as the sixth tiger in the clan. Although he is the last tiger, the clan has been frank since the third tiger. His opponent was ranked ahead of Hu Liefeng only because of his seniority.
This person is well-known among the monster clan in the Northwest, and is also quite famous in the cultivation circle of Middle Earth, because this person once chased and killed Fan Mingjie, the second descendant of Ziyang Palace, for three thousand miles in the Western Wilderness.
Later, although Yan Nanfei blocked him, Yan Nanfei finally had no choice but to win this person, and retreated calmly before other people from Ziyang Palace came.
After waiting for it, the Western Wilderness Monster Clan united with Ziyang Palace for several battles. This Hu Liefeng successively killed one big monk of Ziyang Palace, two monks in the middle stage of the law, and wounded three big monks, and finally became famous in the middle-earth cultivation. There is no doubt about his strength in the world, and he is a rare and powerful member of the Banyan Tiger Clan.
However, it was such a demon cultivator who even had a headache in Ziyang Palace, who was captured alive not long after he fought against Lu Tianping. Although they had heard many rumors about this Beihai Sword Immortal, when everything really happened In front of these heaven's favored ones, it was enough to shock them.
However, this time it was destined that Lu Ping would completely let the children of the same generation from all factions bow their heads in front of him. Just before everyone recovered from the news that Lu Ping had captured Hu Liefeng alive, a rush of howls pierced through the top of Feiliang Mountain the void.
Pei Chengxiu looked shocked, and said, "Fei Hongxin, what happened?"
Everyone didn't know why, so they saw that Pei Chengxiu hurriedly stood up and pinched out several magic formulas in his hands, the howling sound piercing the void suddenly got closer and closer, and they knew that a feather-shaped jade slip fell into his palm.
Nangong Xiaojian at the side was shocked when he saw this, and said, "Fellow Daoist Pei, what happened?"
Everyone looked at Pei Chengxiu, but they saw that his face was full of strange expressions. He seemed to be unbelievable, and seemed to think it was ridiculous, but he seemed to be afraid of something and dare not laugh out loud. A look of bewilderment appeared on his face, so complicated that he didn't even hear Nangong Xiaojian's question.
Although everyone didn't know what happened, but Pei Chengxiu was in the middle of the crowd in terms of strength, and he was a local host, so he had to give some face to the descendants of each faction. Seeing him in such a situation, he didn't know that something must have happened What a big deal.
In the end, the other ancestors on the other side of the mountain who were also paying attention to them couldn't hold their breath anymore. The Grand Elder Tan Zhong of the Sunset Sect coughed and asked, "Chengxiu, what happened? Why did you lose your mind?"
Then Pei Chengxiu suddenly heard the question from the ancestor of the sect, and immediately came back to his senses with an "ah", knowing that he might lose face in front of the cultivators of other sects, and for a while he was even more at a loss, not knowing what to do.
Patriarch Tan Zhong was quite displeased to see his children so flustered, and said with a little disappointment in his tone, "Bring Feihong letter!"
Pei Chengxiu woke up like a dream, blushing and hastily handed Feihong Xin to the elder of the sect.
But at this moment, several escaping lights suddenly fell from Feiliang Mountain, and several young monks walked out of the escaping lights one after another.
"Hey, Senior Brother Dongfang, why are you back? Didn't you fight that Lu Tianping?"
"Qin Shijun from the Crystal Palace is back. It seems that his complexion is very ugly. Could it be that they were all defeated by Lu Tianping?"
"Fart, this is just a little effort, besides, how could Senior Brother Qin lose!"
"Senior Sister Shui, this way!"
"It seems that Lu Zhichuan of Lingyun Valley hasn't come back!"
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"What's wrong with these people, why are they all like the eggplants beaten by Shuang?"
The few monks who returned to Feiliang Mountain were undoubtedly not direct monks from various holy places and large sects, but were well-known rising stars in the entire cultivation world.
It's just that after these people landed on the top of Feiliang Mountain, each of them looked extremely ugly, or their faces were gloomy, or their faces were full of silence, or their expressions were weird, or they couldn't believe it,... In short, no one was calm.
"What, how is this possible?"
There was an exclamation from a distance, it was the great elder of the Sunset Sect who had taken Feihong letter from Pei Chengxiu, even though this ancestor had cultivated him for thousands of years, he couldn't maintain his state of mind of no waves at this moment, and couldn't help but Live exclaimed.
"Talking about fellow Taoists, why are you so flustered?"
Patriarch Qifan's heart moved, and he asked.
With a wry smile on his face, the Great Elder of the Sunset Sect handed the Feihong letter in his hand to the Seven Fan Patriarch.
Patriarch Qishan looked at the content in his heart, said "oh", followed by a glance at Patriarch Chunyang in Lingyun Valley, and then quietly handed Feihong letter to the old man beside him. in the hands of the ancestors.
Nangong Xiaojian and other three generations of disciples saw that the ancestors of each faction already knew what had happened, their hearts moved, and they hurriedly stepped forward and pulled their senior brother Dongfang Yanhong over, saying: "Brother Dongfang, didn't you say you want to Let's compete with that Lu Tianping, why come back now, could it be..."
Dongfang Yanhong gave a wry smile, glanced at the few people returning to Feiliang Mountain, and said to Qin Shijun, "Brother Qin, why don't you talk about it!"
Qin Shijun also showed a rare look of embarrassment, looked at Zhao Zhijie, the second heir of Lingyun Valley among the cultivators, and said: "Brother Dongfang has a problem for me, but everyone will know about it sooner or later, um, It was Lu Tianping who defeated Fellow Daoist Lu of Lingyun Valley, we felt overwhelmed, so we returned first!"
Everyone looked at Zhao Zhijie who was in the crowd, and those who were clever did not forget to glance at Pei Chengxiu, but they saw that Pei Chengxiu was also looking at Zhao Zhijie with a strange expression on his face, knowing that Pei Chengxiu lost his composure just now. It's related to Lu Zhichuan.
When Zhao Zhijie heard that his family's first descendant was defeated by Lu Ping, his face was really disappointed, but he still forced a smile: "Why, should you be so surprised that Senior Brother Lu lost to Lu Tianping? After all, Lu Tianping But for a character who can repel even the demons, you don't have to do that to Senior Brother Lu when he loses to him, right?"
Dongfang Yanhong, Qin Shijun and others laughed dryly and said, "That's that, that's good, that's good!"
At this moment, there was a sudden angry voice from where the ancestors of various factions gathered: "Zhu Zi'an dare to do this!"
Everyone looked around and saw Lingyungu's Chunyang Patriarch Changsheng's beard and hair standing up suddenly, his face full of anger, and said: "That Beihai Zhuzi'an dares to bully me Lingyungu like this, I will make him ashamed!"
All the descendants of the sects were shocked, but Qin Shijun, Shui Zhirou, Dongfang Yanhong and others seemed to have expected it to be like this, and they were not surprised at all.
Seeing that the ancestors of various sects persuaded each other one after another, Zhao Zhijie, the direct heir of Lingyun Valley, said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Qin, Fellow Daoist Shui, Brother Dongfang, how did my senior brother lose to Lu Tianping, please tell me!"
The three looked at each other, and finally it was Shui Zhirou who said: "You Daoist Lu asked Lu Tianping to compete, but he was defeated by Lu Tianping's move..."
"What? This is absolutely impossible!"
Before Zhao Zhijie had an attack, several proud descendants of various factions couldn't sit still at first, jumped up and subconsciously said loudly.
Qin Shijun's face darkened, and he said, "Are you all questioning me about lying?"
Naturally, the status and status of the few monks provoked could not be compared with those of the first heirs of the Holy Land. Their faces changed when they heard the words, and they sat back rather unwillingly.
Then Dongfang Yanhong said with the same wry smile: "I know that you don't believe it, but the fact is like this. After hearing the news of Fellow Daoist Lu's defeat, I thought to myself that my strength and fellow Daoist Lu were only on par. In order to avoid taking it for myself It's humiliating, so we have to retreat back."
The first descendant of the dignified holy land, even a monk of the same rank couldn't catch a move. No wonder these direct monks from various holy places and large sects who tried to challenge Lu Tianping ran back in despair one by one. Pei Chengxiu lost his composure before.
It's just that although such things are embarrassing, they don't have to arouse the anger of the ancestor Chunyang of Lingyun Valley. No matter how narrow-minded this ancestor is, his skills are not as good as others. ridicule
Nangong Xiaojian's mind turned quickly, and he concluded that there must be something hidden in it, so he thought about Pei Chengxiu and looked again, but unexpectedly, Pei Chengxiu subconsciously avoided his eyes when he saw him.
Nangong Xiaojian smiled "hehe" and said, "Fellow Daoist Pei, is there any hidden secrets in this that I don't know?"
This guy is as cunning as a ghost, he saw the clues but he didn't ask Dongfang Yanhong, Qin Shijun and others who had seen the Holy Land Succession with his own eyes, but asked Pei Chengxiu, a soft persimmon, naturally because he was not afraid of offending the Sunset Sect in Chongtian Pavilion.
Pei Chengxiu stammered: "What's the secret? Didn't the Taoist brothers in the most holy place have already said it!"
"Yeah?"
Nangong Xiaojian smiled sinisterly, and was about to continue to question, but he heard a loud shout from afar, the Chunyang Patriarch Changshengzi of Lingyun Valley stood up, emptying his palms, and said: "Lu Tianping, you Bully me that there is no one in Lingyun Valley, and let the old man meet you for a while!"
Everyone was taken aback, so Lu Tianping has already arrived
The top of Feiling Mountain was surging with wind and clouds, and as the Changshengzi's palms were discharged, the clouds covering the mountaintop immediately transformed into a huge Yunluan. Yunluan let out a long cry, flapped its wings and reached for its claws, towards the two black spots far away from the mountain. catch.