Chapter 92 The mountain is higher than the mountain

Dozens of great men with extraordinary martial arts shouted, which was no weaker than the roar of the thousands of beasts hiding in the forest and among the mountains and grass. Hearing this, the yellow-haired old man was happy. He nodded and smiled, "Very good, very good. As long as you follow me, the world will be ours in the future." After saying that, he laughed again.

When the old man Bai Xu heard this, he turned around and was about to grab back inside and said, "I'll leave this to you!" Hunyuan, you and I haven't finished the battle yet, and I will have a chance to accompany you in the future.

The yellow-haired old man rushed away proudly and said, "Of course, you can rest assured, haha... How can I come back here without ten floors of certainty?

Mo Yun smiled and said, "It turned out to be one of the eight heroes... Oh, it turns out that the iron flute beggar and the eight-step monk are also there. The scene is so spectacular! No wonder my seal is so easy to break.

Hunyuan said in surprise, "That's good! Are you from the mountain of the evil fairy religion again?

Mo Yun smiled and said, "I am the city owner, not the mountain owner. You should know that there are five city owners in my immortal religion, but there are 20 mountain owners under his banner. The one just now is my brother's disciple He Wujiang. I am higher than him in terms of generation and martial arts... Ha ha!"

Xiong Feng was shocked: "The old man with white beard is at least 70 years old, so his master is likely to be a hundred years old. This evil immortal religion is indeed a master and horrible!" Xiong Feng couldn't help but feel a little more desperate.

Mo Yun reported his name, and all four of them were shocked. It seemed that they did not expect that this man, who was only about 40 years old, would be Mo Yun, one of the five major city owners of the evil immortal religion.

Several people's faces changed slightly, and the eight-step monk said, "I didn't expect that the evil immortals thought that even the city lords had been sent out, but Cao Daxian didn't underestimate us, but it's not necessarily that you could beat us!"

When he said, the eight-step monk sent out a super strong force rushing to the mill. Mo Yun stepped on a step, like a god, and also emitted a shocking force. After two steps, the monk stepped back one step and moved slightly under his feet, but did not withdraw. Everyone can see that the eight-step monk has suffered a great loss.

Hunyuan jumped. In a blink of an eye, he was on the top of his head and stretched out his fist. He saw Moyun smile, punched one punch, and drew a circle on his chest. Hunyuan's body shook, hit three somersaults in the air, and rushed to the air in perswervingly.

"Oh..." Mo Yun really didn't expect that this mixed yuan's body was so strange that he was not shaken away. He punched wrongly and shouted, "Get out..."

"Not necessarily" the mixed original man in the air, both grasped and lined up, in a posture like a big eagle, crossed from Mo Yun's head, folded his body, and caught him from behind Mo Yun. The acupuncture point was the fate behind him. Mo Yun listened to the wind and knew that Hunyuan was going to poison his hand. His heart was fierce. He untied the long whip at his waist, and his head did not look back.

"Do you want to get out of here?"

Mo Yun shouted.

Hunyuan's face was shocked and flew up to the sky, falling three feet away. With his feet on the ground, he turned around and said with a pale face, "Good whip, it is indeed worthy of being a big city lord of the evil immortal religion"

Mo Yun's long whip hit in the air and made a sound. A stone wall ten feet away was separated by a crack by the inner strength and Zhenqi. Mo Yun shouted fiercely, "You can go in desperately, but you must pass me!"

The long whip was spinning around the mixed yuan at this time, and Xiong Feng slapped Mo Yun in a hurry.

Qianyuan Ziwu palm in the innate palm.

In the face of this sudden huge palm print, Mo Yun had to take back the long whip and go to the huge dark fingerprints and resolve them immediately.

At this time, Mo Yun stared at Xiong Feng as if he had found something.

Xiongfeng didn't expect that a Yamaguchi evil fairy religion alone would not have so many heavy defenses, first salute and then soldiers, first weak and then strong.

Xiongfeng rushed to grind and said, "The four of us came for Qiu Bingbing, the young master of the Tiger Gang in Taihu Lake!"

"So, as I said bluntly, Qiu Bingbing is a saint born in the year of Mao, the moon, and the day of Mao. The person who was ordered by my immortal leader is now captured by my disciple, my disciple Chongchi, the fifth city lord, and is being further tested and cannot be returned to you!" Mo Yun said it very rationally.

Xiongfeng is speechless, and the mixed yuan and others do not speak.

Mo Yun looked at the four people seriously and did not say anything. Once he took action, it must be a fierce battle. Of course, Mo Yun thought that it was also because of the palm of the majestic wind that changed Mo Yun's arrogance.

Under the leadership of Jin Fuzi, the disciples of the Emei faction came to the very dangerous Chongyang Mountain, which also gave him room to move. Instead of going down the mountain, he went straight to the top of the thousand Buddhas. After turning over the top of the thousand Buddhas, he suddenly jumped down to the cliff!

The sea of clouds is vast, but where is the shadow of the eldest sister among them?

Several female disciples muttered to each other: "I didn't expect that Sister Shi would leave for such a while and be invaded by the people of the evil immortals. For a moment, she couldn't imagine that she would jump off the cliff!" The sea of clouds is vast, but where is the shadow of the eldest sister among them?

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In fact, Emei's elder sister Shiwei is not dead.

The cliff was really slippery, and the cliff surface was smooth and covered with moss. The mountain rain moistens things, and the moss is like a polished bronze mirror. But Shi Wei's face showed resentment. It seems that I am unwilling to come here.

She took a deep breath, stepped on her feet in the air, and the falling speed suddenly slowed down.

The white clothes vibrate like a huge white crane, churning in the clouds.

His palms were staggered, and suddenly several palms hit the cliff. The thousand-year-old silent cliff immediately made a loud noise, like a hollow sound.

The resentment on Shi Wei's face is even more, but the clouds in the cliff are also more sad.

Suddenly, at Shi Wei's feet, a huge white canvas quickly popped out of the cliff. Shi Wei thought she was dead, but she was falling on it. The canvas board is very elastic, Shi Wei's light skill is high, and she has not been hurt at all. The canvas board took her and slowly took it back to the cliff.

The cliff was silent, and I don't know where the white canvas board protruded.

A voice came: "Remember, impulse is the devil! I'm not a fairy." Shi Wei followed the reputation and saw that it was an old man with white beard. This person is Gong Fan, who just wanted to stop the four Xiongfeng!

The canvas board was also completely withdrawn, with heavy moss and leaving no trace.

After a while, Shi Wei's thin body was hung down by a huge rope and sank to the bottom of the cliff.

And the women of Emei went to search for Shi Wei's body, but when she passed this place, she did not stay at all.

Who would have thought that Shi Wei was not dead?

Shi Wei, who landed steadily, suddenly smiled and said, "I will follow you when I heard that you are coming to Chongyang Mountain. I, a person who borrows the evil immortal religion, wants to be rude to me here. Who knows that I accidentally fell to the end? The sisters who follow me must all think that I have been crushed, but as long as I think of seeing you, my heart comes back to life and live for you!" She walked to the Chongyang Pass.

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