Chapter 169 Where is the crisis

Ling Feng frowned, and the devilish nonsense made the atmosphere tense, and the pervasive murderous atmosphere made him not despise it. More than a dozen master-level masters off the court are enough for him to eat a pot. But he thought there was something wrong. This group of people stood stupidly in the courtyard. Won't I run away?

He carefully checked the cultivation of everyone in the lower house. Of course, he took Pichen and Anlong as the high. In addition, there were no eight masters of the magic door. Zhao Deyan and Xi Rang did not appear. And these more than a dozen master-level masters alone surprised him. It seems that the magic door has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are no many masters trained. Do these people just belong to Lao Junguan or do they have the other participation?

Lao Jun Guan and Tao Ancestral True Chuan are combined into the true preaching in the six Taos. If it is just Lao Jun Guan, it will be terrible. Looking at the leopard in the tube, it made him re-examine the strength of the Yin Gui faction!

The Yin Gui School can be the largest of the six sects of the two schools of the Demon Sect. It must be more horizontal, but it is because of the knowledge of the original work and does not really pay attention to it. It is true that there are not many top masters who have reached the micro level, but the innate masters at the master level are definitely mass-produced.

From this, it is inferred that Cihang Jingzhai, who can hold it for a hundred years, will not be only a few little nuns in the town. From then on, when Li Valve entered the customs quickly, he could see Jingzhai's huge network ability. May I ask which other company in the world has such powerful energy, which is enough to save the army months of advance time? This completely subverted Ling Feng's understanding of the war.

Of course, Li's army has not been baptized with much blood, and its combat effectiveness is really doubtful.

Xue Ju and his son, Liu Wuzhou and Liang Shidu will never be willing to give up. Dou Jiande in Hebei is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Will he seize the opportunity to expand his territory? Li Valve wants to stabilize the current situation and enjoy the dream of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight. I'm afraid it will take a while.

Not to mention these for the time being, the group of masters in front of us sounded an alarm for Ling Feng. Previously, he thought that with his means of expanding the meridians, he would break through the innate realm of dozens of apprentices, so that the strength of the world would be greatly increased, and from then on, he would rest assured.

Such an idea is silly and naive. Never underestimate the heroes of the world.

Ling Feng thought about what kind of conspiracy this group of people had, and said with a smile, "Isn't the Taoist priest going to introduce several people from the same door for Ming?" He secretly scolded the Taoist priest in his heart. The sanctimonious guy gave birth to a daughter was **, which shows that his style was not very good.

He glanced at Rong Jiaojiao, who was shy and timid and pretended to be pure. A breeze came slowly, brushing her hair and clothes, and there was a look of floating out of dust. He didn't like this woman very much. He couldn't help thinking evilly, would there be a leg between their father and daughter? Thinking that Shuanglong also doubted the authenticity of the father-daughter relationship between the two in the original work, this idea is more reliable.

Pichen laughed and said, "Brother Ming has always claimed to be the same as me, but as far as I know, the Holy Emperor has confiscated Brother Ming as an apprentice before his death, right?"

Ling Feng looked up at the top of his head, and the string moon that originally hung in the sky was also hidden in the clouds to play, leaving only the endless starry sky. The high-hanging stars are running above unchanged, and what kind of mystery is contained in it? He stroked the dark and snowy three thousand green silks of the jade man in his arms with pity, and there was a trace of boredom in his heart. Seeing Yang Ruoxi's soft eyes, he knew that he was no longer in the mood to play with these people. What conspiracy has to do with me?

He said coldly, "Ming has practiced the magic method of Taoism and formed a demon seed, so Ming is the contemporary evil emperor. Believe it or not. You can not think about the same family, but Ming does not dare to disobey the teachings of your ancestors. Say goodbye!" Embrace the beautiful woman, gently step on the tiles, step on the moonlight, and walk away.

People in the magic door are looking at each other in con's faces. Should he be so bold? At this time, Ling Feng's calm killing of Ren Shaoming in thousands of encirclement has become popular all over the world. Most people think that he still wants to stand up in that situation. He is a person with great face. Unexpectedly, he left after saying this today.

Pichen shouted, "Chasing!" He took the lead in esping the roof. His rising posture was strange and incoherent. His hands and feet did not bend at all, but floated up straight like a zombie.

Everyone followed and rushed up, with all kinds of light skills, rushing in the direction of Ling Feng's departure.

As soon as everyone left, Rong Jiaojiao's bright and beautiful eyes faded, flashed a blank look, hesitated for a long time, and turned into the darkness and disappeared.

Except for one person - Fat Jia Anlong.

He looked at the crowd who couldn't help jumping in the air with a strange look, and Rong Jiaojiao, who had a strange whereabouts. A sarcastic smile escaped from the corners of his mouth and said lightly, "Brother, I haven't seen you for fifteen years. How have you been recently?"

At the beginning of the speech, a man slowly walked out of the corner of the wall and said coldly, "Fifteen years ago, I left Tianlian Sect. At that time, I was not your brother, and now I have nothing to do with you."

If Du Fuwei is here, you can definitely see that this man is his sworn brother, the second person of the Jianghuai Army. How could he stay away from Liyang and come to Daxing, the land of Hefei?

Anlong was surprisingly not angry and said calmly, "Brother Shi's unification of the holy gate is coming. It's better for you to make a decision early!"

Fu Gongyi sneered and said, "Anlong, did you take the wrong medicine? What does Shi Zhixuan's unity with the Holy Gate have to do with me? No matter how long his hand is, can he reach my Jianghuai army? What's more, he can't protect himself. Whether he can survive or not, there are still two things to say!" When Anlong's face changed, he continued, "I have a bad temper in my life. I never owe debts to others, but what others owe me must be repaid. I haven't asked you for the blood debt of the master for 15 years. Is it time now?

"The death of the master was only because he lost his breath when practicing the 'Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring', so that his whole body burst into blood and died, so the bones did not exist. What did I do? You are jealous of me sitting in the position of Lord of the Lotus, so you are bleeding. I don't blame you. Anlong smiled without anger, argued for a few words, and then pretended to be surprised and said, "Brother, don't you think you can deal with me with some archers?"

"What if you add me?" A gloomy voice came from a room.

Anlong frowned on his fat face into a big word "Chuan" and said word word by word, "Zuo Youxian!" He was afraid of the two to join hands, and sighed again, "Our eight masters of the Holy Gate coincidentally gathered together this time, which can also be called a grand event!"

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On the roof of a residential house several lanes away from here, Ling Feng couldn't help moving and tried to throw a group of followers behind him. He had to go down to the house to have a street battle with this group of people, but he held a person in his arms, and the speed slowed down a little, and the dust and the other person followed him closely. It would be bad if he was blocked in the alley.

He always felt that there was something wrong with what happened today, and he was even more uneasy when he thought of Yang Xuyan's voice. It's about his life. How dare he let go? He has to keep this account in his heart and come back later.

A voice like a ghost came and said, "Brother Ming, why do you have to escape like this? Why don't you compete with us? So that we can admire your master demeanor!"

In the high speed, he still has time to speak calmly, and his voice is calm and not in a hurry. It is the opposite of the speed of running. It shows that he has profound skills and can perfectly control the release of gas and sound. If ordinary people are galloping at full speed, the real operation of the body fairy's blood is at the peak. If you speak at the same time, you will naturally speak loudly and quickly, and the appearance is consistent.

Ling Feng secretly scolded this shameless old guy. He is more thick-skinned than turning the Great Wall. If I am alone, there is no need to run around. If I don't kill you, I won't swallow this breath.

He cracked his clothes and turned them into pieces of cloth, revealing the upper body of **. He wrapped Yang Ruoxi behind his back for a few breaths and tied it tightly. His movements were not slow at all, but accelerated and turned into a ball of smoke.

The people who do not leave the dust and never give up, just like the wronged soul, which really makes Ling Feng have a headache.

Qinggong is not a simple state that can widen the gap. It is one thing to have enough true energy, and it is another thing to have excellent speed. The smart body and luck method can improve the speed. Although Ling Feng does not lack the method, there is no best skill. What's more, the huge essence absorbed in his body is not that it can be completely refined and successful after the two people who practiced it in the next few days. However, these people who have been attacking for a long time can't beat him.

At this moment, Ling Feng just wants to go to a river as soon as possible, leave the group of guys behind him far away, and send Yang Ruoxi to a safe place to find their bad luck. Where there is water, he can give full play to his greatest advantage.

What the hell is it? I've been too suffophoted these days! He is a nobody who dares to provoke himself! In the future, these fields must be found one by one!

I don't know what skills Pichen applied. His body suddenly accelerated and swept behind Ling Feng in an instant. After the dust in his hand penetrated into the true qi, it was like fine steel, and he went straight to Yang Ruoxi on the back of Lingfeng.

Ling Feng was furious and dared to hurt women. It's really cheap. It's far beyond the realm of cheapness that I dreamed of! When you are angry, you are always helpless. With a spinning body in the air and a palm cut in the air, it just collides with the dust that the next moment.

The air was fighting vigorously, and the waves spewed like a river breaking the embankment, "Bang!" A muffled sound made the tiles of the nearby roof burst, and a beam collapsed.

Even if it is an opponent, Ling Feng can't help but praise it secretly. Although the other party's move is powerful enough, it gives people a strange feeling of stopping killing, which is quite like pestering himself. Because this brush did not give himself a chance to retreat. What a smart method!

As if nothing happened on the surface of the dust, in fact, I know that the Buddha's qi attacked by the wind suppresses its own magic gas, but also spirals into its own meridians, which increases its destructiveness. It seems that the other party's great reputation is by no means a fluke. It's just how did he repair such a strong true spirit? Is it because of the Holy Reli?

At this time, the figure of another person also approached rapidly. He looks a little old, and he is not as good as well maintained. He is short and fat. He wears a Taoist robe and holds a long sword. His eyes, ears, mouth and nose are squeezed into the center of his fat face. Looking at what should have made him laugh, his half-squint thin eyes are shining, faintly revealing a fierce and ruthless taste, but there is no funny feeling at all. From the tightness of his body, it can be seen that his martial arts are strong.

When Pichen saw the helper, he ravaged himself and attacked again. The three-foot long silk brushing the dust in his hand was ever-changing, which made people unable to prevent it. What's more terrible was that his moves were fast and slow, and the aroused Gangqi all over the whole space, which was amazingly lethal.

The Taoist's sword attacked the wind like a storm, which was terrible. A little closer, the sword light turned into a bright starlight, shining in the square, brilliant and eye-catching, with the dust-repelling offensive.

Ling Feng whispered, "Xi'er, hold it tight!" With a long roar, the body that had fallen bounced up again. The tendon and true qi in the body ran at several times the usual rate. The palms of the lightning flashed out, and found the real body of the weapon in the thousands of light spots of the two people, and fought hard with the dust and the long sword respectively.

He forcibly carried the two masters, and he was never uncomfortable inside, and his heart's qi and blood were surging. If he hadn't absorbed the essence of the reli and spent several days refining it into true qi, I'm afraid he would have spitting blood sadly now. How could this happen? There is still a big gap between the two martial arts skills between them. It's strange!

After a blow, Ling Feng suddenly drifted away.

Pichen suddenly shouted, "Kerfeng, do it!"