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    Pei Yuan strode forward.

    Following behind were Xiong Santai and Luo Wanjie, followed by Luo Yinger and other disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect and the Flying Bear Sect.

    People from the rivers and lakes kept passing by, running in a hurry.

    After a while, I saw a high platform at the end of the street, and a large number of martial arts people gathered below it.

    The two stood facing each other on the high platform, and the bitter evil spirit spread out, stirring up the ground to fly sand and dust.

    Daoist Jiugong was dressed in Taoist robes, with fluttering white beards, eyes full of anger, and shouted: "Hu Yanchangyang, you have enmity with me on Tiantai Mountain, just come to find the old way, why bother to ask the old way again, you will kill me  Where did the apprentice get caught? He is dead or alive."

    Hu Yanyan is about fifty years old, with a strong body, and his eyes are cold: "Old ghost, no matter how many times you ask, I only have one sentence, I didn't touch your apprentice, believe it or not!"

    "The old Taoist has always been kind to others, who else but you"

    "Be kind to others" Hu Yanyang sneered, and said with disdain: "Since you have identified me, what else can you say, let's see the real chapter under your hands."

    Swish!

    Hu Yanchangyang flipped his wrist, a golden light shone like a golden snake's long whip piercing the sky, and swept towards the real person Jiugong.

    Under the rapid friction of the long whip with the air, it made a dense crisp sound like fried beans, like an electric fire cracking.

    It is Hu Yanyang's famous 'Thunder Whip' that shook the rivers and lakes!

    "The old man is afraid that you will fail"

    The real person of Jiugong stepped on the secret footwork, and the virtual and real changes fluctuated. On the high platform, one turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight Like a phantom, he shuttled through the impenetrable thunder whip of Hu Yanchang Yang, facing Hu Yanchang Yang from all directions.  attack.

    Every figure's palms were clear and floating, and they bombarded away with surging power.

    At this moment, Pei Yuan and his party also walked under the high platform. Luo Wanjie saw this scene and said movedly: "This is Jiugong Mountain's floating footwork and Taiqing Huiyuanshen palm.  It's extraordinary."

    "Hu Yanyanyang's thunder whip is also an incomparably powerful stunt. Master Jiugong has never practiced his kung fu to a great degree, so he still has to fight this battle."

    Xiong Santai shook his head and said.

    Sure enough, Hu Yanchangyang on the stage snarled, and the long whip in his hand spun, like a meat grinder, crushing the incoming phantom, and instantly revealed the true body of Jiugong.

    A clash of vigor.

    The two collided with each other like dry fire.

    ? This battle was brilliant, and the two sides came up with strange moves one after another, which made the spectators in the audience exclaimed again and again.

    Pei Yuan looked at it for a moment, then turned his gaze to a few people on the side of the high platform.

    These people are all extraordinary, especially the first two, a man and a woman, have all reached the state of marrow washing.

    The man is about thirty years old, quite elegant and handsome, but his hair is full of frost and white.

    A woman has a unique temperament. At a glance, she has the vivacity of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl and the mature charm of a thirty-year-old woman.

    Even though the battle between Jiugong Daoist and Hu Yanyang was fierce, many people in the crowd still peeked at this woman.

    "Senior, these two are Jiang Tiexin of the Medicine King Villa and Fairy Xuanqing of the Qingshuang School, both of whom are top figures in the Righteous Path" Xiong Santai said.

    At this time, Fairy Xuanqing suddenly floated up, like a fairy in the palace of heaven, with a graceful posture, but she fell towards the field at an extremely fast speed.

    At the same time, a wild laugh came from midair: "Brother Huyan, let me help you with my little brother."

    In an instant, people only saw a ray of light rushing towards him, so fast that people's eyes couldn't catch it, it flew to the back of Master Jiugong, and a flaming palm force suddenly hit out.

    Boom!

    Just when Master Jiugong was about to be hit on the vest, suddenly a long and slender hand flicked, thrust in obliquely abruptly, and blocked the fierce palm.

    Fireworks scattered.

    "'Green Winged Vulcan' Sikong Yu turned out to be a villain who only knows how to attack from behind, so Xuan Qing was disappointed."

    After blocking the palm, Fairy Xuanqing flew away and landed calmly. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be shining with pearls, and she looked at the visitor.

    This is a middle-aged man with short stature and skinny like a monkey.

    Sikong Yu was forced to take half a step back, his face turned blue and white, and he seemed to be frightened by Xuanqing's radiance, and he said in a low voice: "Fairy Xuanqing, I, I, I am not"

    After hesitating for a while, but without uttering a complete sentence, Sikong Yu stomped his feet, jumped up, and drifted away between breaths.

    "Qinggong is not bad!" Pei Yuan praised.

    Xiong Santai answered: "Seniors, this Qingyi Vulcan has a high level of lightness kungfu and is unique in the martial arts world. It is said that he visited the Qingniu Palace at night a few years ago and escaped from the hands of Master Lingyang.  "

    Speaking of 'escape', Xiong Santai's face was full of admiration.

    All because of Qingniu Palace Lingyang, Cao Zhengxiong of Hailan City and Faming of Baoguang Temple, they are the top three in the world.

    Of course, now Cao Zhengxiong has been replaced by Pei Yuan.

    "There is no one from Qingniu Palace or Baoguang Temple," Pei Yuan asked casually.

    "They also came, but not for the Martial Arts Hall, but were invited by the imperial court to hold fasting sacrifices and Buddha rituals on the day of Zhongyuan Festival. It is said that Master Lingyang and Master Faming will be present on that day, and the altar will be opened.  Discuss the Dao and distinguish the scriptures!"

    Xiong Santai said with some expectation.

    "It's two first grades again"

    Pei Yuan thought about it, and with the addition of Fang Datong and the masters of the Baiyang Sect, the number of first-ranks gathered in the capital cannot be counted with one hand.

    Without the suppression of the same level, a first-rank person can turn the world upside down, not to mention so many people

    On the stage, the green-winged Vulcan God Sikong Yu withdrew, but Fairy Xuanqing did not retreat. Her slender and beautiful hands seemed to have no weight at all, flowing like a breeze, and naturally cut into the battle between Daoist Jiugong and Hu Yanyang.

    "Daoist Jiugong, brother Huyan, please stop, this matter is quite strange, and there may be some insider information involved. You are working so hard now, I am afraid that you have fallen into the trap of evil people."

    With two "bang bang" sounds, the energy exploded in the audience, and the onlookers staggered and fell to the ground.

    Xuanqing's right hand shook the Jiugong Immortal's divine palm, and his left hand pinched the sword finger, as if he had hit a poisonous snake seven inches away, and the whip swung away from Yan Yanyang's hand.

    Xuan Qing himself also let out a muffled snort, and took a few steps back before stabilizing his figure.

    But this scene was shocking enough. Xuanqing separated the two marrow washing masters who were fighting to the death with one person's power, which shows that her cultivation level is still higher than the two.

    A look of astonishment flashed across the face of Master Jiugong, and then he said, "Xuanqing Xiangu, what do you mean?"

    Fairy Xuanqing said in a deep voice: "Friend of the Nine Palaces, although brother Huyan is different from us, I believe he will not bully the juniors, and he is not the kind of person who dare not admit that he has done something."

    Hu Yanyanyang snorted coldly: "Old ghost of Jiugong, if I really did the enmity between Lao Tzu and you Jiugongshan for decades, I wouldn't care about paying more"

    Master Jiugong was in shock: "Then who caught my apprentice?"

    "Fellow Daoist Nine Palaces, if your apprentice was really taken away instead of leaving because of something else, the purpose of the people behind the scenes is nothing more than to instigate us to fight"

    Xuan Qing frowned.

    Just at this moment, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind, but a figure was seen passing by on the street, and in front of Xuanqing and Jiugong, it was a middle-aged man with a gloomy complexion and narrow eyes.

    "Thunderbolt Gate Li Jia!"

    Someone in the crowd immediately recognized this person as the eldest of the three brothers of the Li family of Perakmen.

    "Fairy Xuanqing, Master Jiugong, Li is really desperate and needs your help. My two brothers disappeared last night! ?
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