However, facing the furious Zhang Moxuan, Long Jian, Long Qianyue and Li Rumeng remained calm and unconcerned.
Long Qianyue said: "Brother, you did it on purpose.
You said you were persuading him, but with such persuasion, others will fight you even if they want to leave."
"It's his choice to fight with me.
What can I do?"
Long Jian shrugged and said indifferently.
The surrounding disciples all widened their eyes.
I thought that Zhang Moxuan was so angry that Long Jian would panic and call out the master behind him.
Who would have thought that they could still chat and laugh like this without caring.
"These three people must have something wrong with their brains.
It seems that we have overestimated them before."
A Qingshan Sect disciple couldn't help but shook his head.
Some people also sneered: "We thought he had a strong backing, but now it seems that he is just an arrogant báichi when he gets any chance."
But this is just the opinion of ordinary people.
Those with good eyesight can tell at a glance that Long Jian is definitely not an arrogant person, but a truly indifferent person.
He seems to not care at all about the ancestor of the Yuantai, as if he can do it casually.
Handle him.
This is very shocking.
I think that no matter how powerful a monk at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm is, he may not be able to compare with the Yuantai Ancestor: "Does he have any other secrets in his body?"
For a moment, they became somewhat excited, looking forward to Long Jian's performance.
The furious Zhang Moxuan didn't expect that Long Jian and Long Qianyue could be so indifferent.
He raised his hand and a ball of brilliant light crashed down.
This blow contains the power of the Yuan Fei Realm, which is very terrifying.
Even masters of the ninth level of the Golden Core must deal with such a blow with caution.
However, Long Jian was not afraid at all, and transformed into a big hand, directly smashing the ball of light into pieces.
After shattering the light, Long Jian showed a strange smile: "Since you have taken action against me, I will not be polite.
I will kill you now and remove the Qingshan Sect."
"Hum, arrogant."
Zhang Moxuan snorted coldly.
Although he was shocked by Long Jian's power, he still didn't care.
Yuantai True Monarch could still lose to a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm.
"Kill" Zhang Moxuan took action again and punched Long Jian.
It was Zhang Moxuan's killing move, the Earth-shaking Divine Fist.
With a shout, the huge fist shadow took action.
If this punch hits the ground, it will be enough to create a big crater and cause the earth to crack.
But Long Jian still didn't care and punched out as well.
This punch did not seem to have much power, the light on the fist was not very bright, and the spiritual power did not seem strong enough.
However, when the two punches collided together, Zhang Moxuan discovered the terrifying power of this punch.
The power seemed to be hidden, and it didn't really explode until the two fists collided.
The powerful force knocked Zhang Moxuan away.
Although he did not fall directly to the ground, he still looked very embarrassed.
What was even more frightening was that blood oozed from his fists.
Although such wounds were quickly repaired by Zhang Moxuan, they were still seen.
Everyone gasped: "This, how can it be possible for two people to confront each other head-on, and the ancestor actually lost?"
Everyone couldn't believe it, but everyone saw it, and they couldn't help but not believe it.
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Moreover, Zhang Moxuan's eyes and face were telling that he had indeed failed just now.
"Who is this Long Jian and how could he be so evil?"
everyone discussed.
"Who knows, but if he really defeats Zhang Moxuan, will the Qingshan Sect really be removed from the list?"
Chen Xiang murmured.
"I have to say that it is really possible."
After a moment of silence, Chen Xiang added, "It seems that a new round of good drama is about to be staged.
Fortunately, our ancestor of Cangyu Sect did not show up, otherwise wait a minute, this dragon From the beginning to the end, Jian seemed to be able to do it with ease, but why didn't he defeat Zhang Moxuan directly or kill him directly?
Instead of fighting for a long time, he didn't kill him directly."
Thinking of this, Chen Xiang was shocked: "Could it be that he knew that the ancestor was nearby and wanted to wait for him to take action?"
Suddenly, Chen Xiang's heart jumped into his throat, and he prayed in his heart that the ancestor of the sect would never take action, otherwise he might destroy both sects.
But Zhang Moxuan was repelled and even beaten to bleeding, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.
After calming down at this time, he also felt that something was wrong, and why Qin Yihe found out that he was not there before he came, but Zhang Moxuan didn't care, thinking that he could handle it alone, but at this time he finally felt something abnormal.
He even wanted to shout, but after thinking about it, he felt that it would be useless if he didn't want to burst his throat, so he had to think about how to escape first.
Long Jian on the opposite side seemed to have no intention of taking action now, but Zhang Moxuan felt that he could not wait for the other party to take action.
After thinking for a moment, his expression became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Long Jian, I have to admire you for having such strength.
No matter why you obtained this power, I have to express my admiration.
Next I will use my strongest move, if you can catch it, I will accept my fate."
"Oh, will the true king of this generation also accept his fate?"
Long Jian said with a half-smile but not a smile.
"If you are not as skilled as others, you will naturally have to accept defeat."
Zhang Moxuan said, "You have to take over."
As he spoke, a surging force surged up in Zhang Moxuan.
The force was so powerful that it was difficult for him to control it, and it began to spread to all directions.
"You are so strong, are you going to fight with all your strength?"
Chen Xiang exclaimed, "I can't even control myself anymore.
It seems that I am really going to fight with all my strength.
Can Long Jian still stop him?"
"Golden mace" At this time, Zhang Moxuan shouted again and offered a golden mace.
Suddenly golden light shines in all directions This trump card is Zhang Moxuan's strongest trump card.
It is not his natural weapon, but it is much more powerful than his natural weapon.
Although it is not as good as Long Jian's blood-killing demon sword, it is still very terrifying.
He is only a master of the first transformation of the Yuan Tai, but with the help of his golden weapon, he is enough to compete with the masters of the second transformation of the Yuan Ti.
However, this is useless in front of Long Jian.
Long Jian formed a seal with his hands, a golden "" character was formed, and he smashed it towards the golden mace.
It was the holy seal of Brahma.
"Since you use gold, I will also use golden magical powers," Long Jian said with a smile.
Long Jian's smile made Zhang Moxuan feel a chill for no reason. wavv "Rumble" The Brahma Holy Seal and the golden mace collided together, causing a huge wave of waves.
The powerful spiritual power surged and surged towards the surroundings.
"It's now" Zhang Moxuan had already realized that Long Jian was powerful and difficult to deal with.
What he just said so tragically was just a pretense to show Long Jian and make him paralyzed.
His real purpose was to escape.
Such a powerful and powerful wave of spiritual power was enough to cover Zhang Moxuan's escape.
At that moment, he immediately used his escape technique and quickly ran towards the Qingshan Sect.
The huge hesitation just now blocked their sight and perception.
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The disciples of the two sects present did not notice Zhang Moxuan's escape.
It was not until the surrounding fluctuations gradually calmed down that they noticed.
Suddenly, they all opened their eyes wide and looked at each other.
The dignified true king of the generation actually ran away in such a dejected manner.
This situation made the people present very uncomfortable
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