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Chapter 660: Trouble


"It's kind of you repeating what you just said."

As the saying goes, scolding people doesn't expose their shortcomings, and hitting people doesn't slap their faces, but the young man's words were extremely mean, directly revealing the scars in Qing'er's heart.

"Hmph, who are you scaring about" A young man in Confucian costume, with slightly thin lips and eyes above the top, stood outside the gate with his hands in his hands.

"You can interpret it as a scare, now I give you two choices, either surrender or die."

Qing'er's words turned into two muffled thunderbolts that exploded in his ears, shocking him to take a few steps back, snorting a few times, he could no longer maintain his floating momentum, his eyes showed a sinister look, and he said coldly: "If you want to play your eldest lady's majesty, go back to your thief's den, this is Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, you will pay the price for what happened just now." ” Qing'er suddenly laughed, which made the young man opposite suddenly feel a boundless chill in his heart.

Just as he was about to say something, he felt a shift in time and space in front of him, Zhihai was hit hard by a sledgehammer, and then the boundless darkness surged in, and he screamed miserably, turning into a pool of pus and blood.

The guards around were stunned, and the little city lord of the Cloud Sword Pavilion was killed at the door of his own house.

Their hearts were cold, but soon their hearts were overwhelmed by infinite anger.

It's all that damn woman, if it weren't for her, how could the little city lord die "Kill."

Dozens of monks came over with magic weapons in hand.

Qing'er always remembered that if it weren't for the master, she would have died in the Holy Land of the Heavenly Master.

In her heart, you can beat her and scold her, but you can't insult her master.

When the young man sarcastically made the Xiangge a den of thieves, Qing'er moved his determination to kill him.

"Ancient Buddha Seal."

Qing'er Baoxiang is majestic, not retreating but advancing, and waving his jade hand.

In an instant, the sound of Zen filled the air, and a huge Dharma seal flashed from the void behind her head, and then slammed it away.

The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and terrifying mana fluctuations swept across a radius of thousands of miles.

"Stop."

A furious sound came from the depths of the mansion, the void cracked, and a majestic sword qi carried the power of heaven and earth, and slashed down fiercely.

"Hmph."

Qing'er was not a master of peace, but now that the other party wanted to kill herself without asking, her small universe exploded all of a sudden.

It doesn't matter what kind of king Lao Tzu he is, he will kill him.

The Dharma seal of the King of Fudo Ming was played, Qing'er was suspended in mid-air, the golden Buddha light around him was vertical and horizontal, and the three thousand Buddhas sat upright in the air, each holding a different imprint.

The magic seal in his hand not only did not slow down, but sped up and slapped on the dozens of guards.

The dozens of people didn't even scream, and they turned into pus and blood.

At the same time, that sword qi also slashed at Qing'er's body.

The immovable magic seal automatically defended, just like the Vajra Holy Body, automatically canceling out that sword qi.

Qing'er stepped back a few steps in a row, and said coldly: "Who is behind the scenes doing such indiscriminate things?"

A young man in white walked out of the void, and when he received the message from the void, his handsome face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

"If you kill my guard, I can see that I don't care about the face of the Xiangge, but if you kill my brother, you have to give me an explanation" The eyes of the young man in white flashed, and from time to time there were murderous intent flashes.

Qing'er was stunned, and secretly said that it was not good in her heart.

Originally, she thought that the other party was just a gentleman, how could she think that the other party was actually the heir of the dignified Cloud Sword Pavilion.

Now things are out of place.

"That's when he insulted me first."

Qing'er argued with reason.

"It's my brother's fault, you can scold him in turn, and I have nothing to say if you even punish him.

But you rely on your name to hurt people arbitrarily, which is not in line with the rules of your sect.

The young man did not speak in a hurry, but the chill was getting heavier and heavier.

"The rule of my sect is not to take the initiative to cause trouble, but I am definitely not afraid of it.

Since your brother has provoked me, he is to blame.

Qing'er knew that she was at fault this time, so she simply played a scoundrel.

"Then I can only arrest you, and then go to the Xiangge to question you personally."

The white-clothed young man snorted coldly, and with a big move, the long sleeves in his hand suddenly became wider.

Soon the heavens and the earth will be covered, and the whole heaven and earth will be enveloped.

Ancient supernatural powers, with a lot of power in your sleeves.

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Qing'er's face changed greatly, she was not uninformed, under the teachings of her senior brother, she knew better than anyone else about some powerful powerhouses.

When the other party used such magical powers, her first thought was to escape.

This person was invincible, and dazzling golden light rose from her delicate body, and the three thousand Buddhas around him seemed to have all awakened at this moment, and one by one they shot their Dharma seals towards the sky.

The three thousand magic seals were superimposed, and the power of the explosion was unimaginable.

It's just that the other party's sleeve is like a world, and the magic power he played out seems to have entered a black hole in time and space, and it was forcibly swallowed.

Immediately after that, a terrifying suction came from inside, and Qing'er only felt a bang in her mind, and a deep feeling of lethargy hit her body.

"No, I can't be unconscious."

Qing'er was shocked, she crushed the jade pendant on her waist with difficulty, and a purple light turned into heaven and earth, and quickly broke through the shackles of this heaven and earth and flew out.

The young man flicked his sleeves, and was about to intercept it, when he suddenly thought of something, and sneered: "I want to see what you will do this time."

The scenery of the year was not there, and the people of Xiangcheng in the past were vigorous, and it once became one of the most prosperous cities.

But now it is bleak and pitiful.

The siege formed by the Great Wall of Steel can stop people, but it can't stop people's hearts.

The people's hearts were scattered, and the Xiangge was almost torn apart.

Despite his desperate efforts, his subordinates left one by one.

Now the strength of the monks of the entire General Pavilion is far less than before.

Of course, this is only the surface, but in fact, only the people in the cabinet know how strong they are.

There are as many as 100,000 monks who have come from the earth, and they are people who have come from the Holy Land of Cultivation, and they may have brought a great fortune in themselves, and their cultivation is a thousand miles in a day.

In addition, Guo Ming left behind the Heavenly Dao understanding and many magical powers, plus the Purple Emperor's teachings.

Of course, there is another point, the Heavenly Master Holy Land has been silently supporting behind the scenes, so that their power is not weaker than that of the ancient race.

Relatively speaking, less than thirty percent of the original soldiers of the Xiangge were left, from the elders to the peddlers, most of them chose to leave.

This is the biggest blow to Zhou Dianjiang, and the older he gets, the more likely he is to feel nostalgic.

Regarding Guo Ming's betrayal, he didn't want to believe it.

He tried desperately to explain, but few people believed him.

Every night he prayed for the return of the Pavilion Master.

However, he still had some envy, that is, none of the monks who came from Huaxia had two hearts.

In the face of false accusations, they once fiercely chose to resist, and some even smashed the statue of Guang Chengzi.

In the end, if it weren't for the Purple Emperor's mediation, I am afraid it would have caused unimaginable consequences.

But from this point, it can also be seen that Guo Ming's people want, how the ancestors respect you, you are the ancestors, if you don't respect you, I still dare to smash your three-foot altar.

Iron-clad, they can choose to believe in their own people regardless of the conspiracy.

However, after Concubine Jin came forward and said a word, those monks stopped mentioning revenge and began to cultivate frantically one by one.

Heaven level, emperor level, emperor level, these monks seem to be all talented in the sky, and under the condition of no time to accelerate, relying on pills, they have forcibly raised their realms one by one.

In the bamboo forest, a girl in white is stroking the piano, the sound of the piano is ethereal and bleak, and pieces of bamboo leaves are quietly falling.

She played the piano tirelessly, as if she were caught in it.

This is a very beautiful picture, but it is a pity why the Yiren are sad and have hazy tears.

When we encounter difficulties, when the flowers will bloom, you and I will be reunited.

Sighing and parting, I don't look back, but I know that I am worried In the distance, a blue light blasted through the layers of space, turning into an aurora and flying in front of her.

As soon as the girl's piano stopped, she reached out to catch it, and a wisp of information entered her sea of consciousness for flowing water.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, it seems that your demonic nature has awakened."

The girl was none other than Concubine Jin, pondered for a moment, and called in a low voice: "River Channel, this matter is left to you to deal with." ” On top of the Bagua Dao diagram, the river channel sat in it, and he had been cultivating on it for hundreds of years.

For some reason, he always had a feeling that there was an unknown wonder in this gossip.

Cultivating on this can get twice the result with half the effort, and it can also increase the understanding of the Great Dao.

Hearing the voice of his wife, he couldn't help frowning, and he stood up, and his natural and fresh breath came into being.

But it soon relented.

Low-key, he has always believed in the wise words given to him by Guo Ming.

Now his strength has reached the realm of great power, but few people know it.

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"It's a big deal this time, maybe it's time for my junior sister to leave."

Having reached the realm of great power, his perception of the Heavenly Dao is much higher than that of ordinary people.

The fate of the junior sister was said by the master back then, sooner or later, she would enter the Demon Dao, and she would become a Demon Dao giant in the future. in the hall.

Zhang Heng, Liulian, Zhou Dianjiang, Tang Yiyi, Ling Yun, Crazy Knife, Zhou Xiaoman and others gathered.

Although Zhou Dianjiang is the deputy cabinet master, it is the river channel, Zhang Heng, and a few people who are in power now.

"What the hell is the matter with Senior Brother summoning us here," Zhang Heng said lightly.

His brow furrowed slightly, looking very impatient.

General Zhou glanced at him, his eyebrows lowered, and he did not speak.

"There should be something important, otherwise the Young Pavilion Master would not have summoned us like this."

Tang Yiyi said softly.

"I hope it won't be the little sister who caused any trouble again, but she caused a big disaster last time.

Don't want me to wipe her ass again this time.

Zhang Heng snorted coldly and said displeasedly.

"It's not up to you to decide, remember that the Young Pavilion Master is the river, not you."

With a frosty sneer, he said lightly.

"What do you say I am the second disciple of the master, what is your identity, dare to speak to me like this" Zhang Heng was furious, he had the qualifications to speak with the body of the five elements, and he had reached the middle level of the emperor level at a young age, and he could step into the realm of power at any time

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