Chapter 107 Full Moon Night

On August 15, it was not yet night, and it was still five or six hours away from the full moon, but at this moment, the top of Mount Tai was already overcrowded, and everyone gathered a hundred meters away from the top of the mountain and waited quietly.

During this period, no one wanted to reach the peak, but unfortunately, as soon as they reached the peak, they were immediately forced to retreat by the aura of Ouyang Zu'an and Cangshu, and they could not stand still.

Therefore, people can only wait 100 meters away. There are many people who come to watch the battle this time, including those famous masters and those who are brought by the elders.

Everyone sat side by side and talked to each other, which was very lively. Ye Zhilan and Lian'er were under the pine trees beside them, and no one dared to approach within ten meters.

Because Zhang Ping always stood aside with a cold face, and his eyes kept sweeping around. With such a master of the divine period, who dares to eat enough to join in the fun? At the same time, Zhou Gang stood on the other side with cold and strict protection.

"Ah, ah, ah, it's really lively. This reminds me of the scenery when Huashan talked about Taoism."

A ruined old Taoist in a tattered Taoist robe sat aside and shouted. Everyone glanced at him, but found that the old Taoist cultivation was so profound that people could not see the depth.

Therefore, some younger people quickly came forward and asked, "Senior, Huashan's argument? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Lao Dao frowned, took out a wine gourd from his waist and took a sip before laughing and said, "How can you little dolls know about the secrets of those years, okay! Let the poor road tell you.

Immediately, the old man's big sleeves rolled up, and his face showed a look of memory, as if he was recalling the scene of those years. Seeing this, even other masters pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

"Hey! In those years, the poor Tao and a Taoist friend met in Huashan to discuss Taoism. The two of us had a disagreement because of the Taoism did not agree, so the two of us talked about war.

Lao Dao said that he drank a mouthful of the wine in the wine gourd again, and continued to show his heroic attitude to the crowd: "First, he broke my 72-way invincible empty fist with his divine majesty. Seeing that the opportunity was not good, I immediately changed to use the demon to cover the palm of the sky to fight with him. Who knows,,,."

The old man said that he bought a pass here, which made everyone anxious. He didn't dare to urge him. He could only scratch his head and ears in a hurry. It was almost done, and the old man's face showed a gloomy look:

"Who knew that he used the Shangyang Sword and the Zhongchong Sword in the Six-vein Sword, which was better than me. Hey! It can be seen that the martial arts in the world are restraining each other, and the reason is mysterious.

Everyone was dizzy when they heard the words. They had never heard of the invincible empty fist or the majestic palms. Seeing that the old man said so mysteriously, everyone couldn't help asking. At this time, a shadow swooed up and kicked the old way out.

The person who came was an old woman with silver hair. Although her face was still young and beautiful, it covered up the vicissitudes of the years. The old woman glanced at the old man and spit on the old man and cursed:

"Old man, I'm really not ashamed. Playing with a rock paper scissors can make you blow so mysteriously!"

Everyone was completely petrified in an instant when they heard the words. They stood there and didn't know what to say. They wanted to be angry, but they didn't dare. They wanted to laugh, but they couldn't laugh.

On the contrary, Ye Zhilan didn't have the scruples of Lian'er and laughed one after another. Although the old man didn't know who he was, this joke really made people laugh.

Especially the soul voice of Lian'er immediately infected everyone, making those who had been unable to laugh laughed one after another.

Unfortunately, they couldn't laugh for a long time without laughing. Because Lian'er's laughing point was low, they didn't laugh. Sadly, they also laughed endlessly. Some people even laughed out of breath.

Fortunately, Ye Zhilan found this and quickly stopped Lian'er, otherwise it would really make Lian'er happy all the time. The full moon night had not yet begun, and she had to laugh to death first.

Lao Dao got up and looked at the old woman. He looked at Lian'er beside Ye Zhilan with a stunned look on his face. Even they were surprised by the powerful soul power. Although this power could not affect them, it still could not be underestimated.

After the two looked into the darkness in the east at the same time, they calmed down. Sitting aside, they saw that their lips moved gently and obviously communicating with each other by the method of sound transmission.

In the darkness in the east, Jingchen sat on a reef, and on the side was Xuantong.

"Uncle, are those two people?"

Jingchen stared at the old man and the old woman, and his face looked a little shocked. If it hadn't been for the Huashan Xinmi that the old man just said, he couldn't believe it would be this couple.

"Hmm! It's them. I didn't expect that after so many years, they are still alive. It's really rare.

Xuantong's eyes were full of thoughts, especially when he looked at the old woman, and a vague softness flashed in his eyes. Of course, he was very annoying to the sloppy old way.

seemed to feel Xuantong's eyes. The old man looked this way, glanced at Xuantong with a very obscene smile, and at the same time stopped the old woman at his waist.

Seeing this, Xuantong couldn't help scolding, "This guy is still such a bastard. He deserves to suffer from chills every day." Jingchen, who was beside him, saw Xuantong's face and couldn't help crying secretly. He said to himself, "This old monster is full. What are you doing here? Are you really uncomfortable!"

At this time, a full moon rose in the sky, and the dark clouds scattered the silver light into the world like a galaxy.

It's time! Why hasn't Ye Tianqi come yet?

People began to talk about it one after another, and Ouyang Zu'an and Cang Shu, who had been sitting on the top of Mount Tai, also browslums. At this time, a young man suddenly came out below and sneered, "What a bullshit killing god, how powerful he is. I think he is a shrunken turtle."

Everyone's face suddenly changed when they heard the words, but people recognized that the young man was Sun Wuji, a disciple of the Sun family who took action in the teahouse. No one knows the prestige of the Sun family's fighting skills, so no one really dares to come out.

"What are you, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

Zhang Ping couldn't stand it. Ye Tianqi had a reincreation for him. How could he allow others to be so dirty with Ye Tianqi? Zhang Ping immediately stood up, with a strong anger on his body, and his eyes hit Sun Wuji with a murderous intent and endless pressure.

Sun Wuji retreated repeatedly under the pressure of Zhang Ping's pressure, and his face became extremely gloomy. He shouted, "What did I say? If he has the ability, he will come out. What kind of big garlic do you pretend to be?"

Zhang Ping was even more angry when he heard the words and shouted, "I tore your mouth first. Let's see what ability you dare to be presumptuous in front of me."

After Zhang Ping said, his body flashed and he was about to rush to Sun Wuji. Between Zhang Ping's hands, a silver dragon emerged from Zhang Ping's back, and the dragon roared and danced and rushed to Sun Wuji with boundless anger.

However, at this time, a strange smile appeared at the corners of Sun Wuji's mouth. After seeing the sneer at the corners of Sun Wuji's mouth, he immediately shouted secretly and retreated quickly.

"Well, I want to go, it's too late!"

Sun Wuji roared and shouted, "Please show your body!" With Sun Wuji's roar, a blue light flashed behind him, condensed into the appearance of Wusheng Guan Yu. He waved his hand with a Qinglong Yanyue knife and cut it off with a knife.

This knife is as fast as Jing Hong, with a vast divine power. The five big words of loyalty, faith, benevolence, righteousness and virtue flashed on the blade, instantly cutting Zhang Ping's silver dragon into several pieces, and the remaining power was cut to Zhang Ping.

Even if Zhang Ping has dodged far away, he doesn't know why this knife still cuts to Zhang Ping with a strange and mysterious arc. Seeing this, Zhang Ping no longer dodges, which stimulated all the true qi fingers to quickly print and shouted:

"Hand of the earth!"

With Zhang Ping's roar, a stone stood up in front of Zhang Ping. At the same time, Zhang Ping fell down and patted the earth and shouted, "Earth spear!"

"Dong!"

The gravel jumped, and the stone hand smashed in an instant and stalled the knife, but dozens of sharp earth spears rushed out of Sun Wuji's feet. Wu Sheng's shadow behind Sun Wuji quickly cut off the earth spear, but there was still a earth spear pierced Sun Wuji's shoulder.

The blood light splashed, and Sun Wuji woke up from the magic beating in tingling. His face turned pale. He didn't expect Zhang Ping to have this move.

Zhang Ping stepped forward with gloomy eyes and sneered, "Huh! I don't know the depth of heaven and earth. Do you really think that the Sun family's magic skills are invincible in the world? You are not even my opponent, and you dare to judge my boss. Let's go. I'll forgive you this time. Next time I dare to be wild and be careful. I will abolish you.

After all, there are a large number of people here. Zhang Ping doesn't want to kill Sun Wuji in front of everyone. After all, the Sun family in Henan is not only Sun Wuji. It is said that Sun Yuanchen has four sons. Except for the true biography of the boss's fighting skills, the other three sons are just fur. Zhang Ping is unwilling to add such a big enemy to Ye Tianqi for nothing. .

If you really want to kill, you have to find a place where there are fewer people to kill. Therefore, Zhang Ping walked around Sun Wuji once this time. Unfortunately, at the moment Zhang Ping just turned around, Lian'er suddenly exclaimed, "Uncle Zhang, be careful!"

As a soul singer, Lian'er could feel that the resentment in Sun Wuji's heart had broken out, so she hurriedly shouted, but unfortunately it was still a step late.

A green light flashed behind Sun Wuji again, and the virtual shadow of Wu Shengguan Yu condensed in an instant. He waved the Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand and cut off Zhang Ping's back.

Everyone didn't expect that Sun Wuji would be so despicable and shameless. It was too late to rescue. At this time, Ye Zhilan took action, and a golden light shone on Zhang Ping's body, forming a golden egg-shaped light shield to protect Zhang Ping.

"Kka!"

The cyan knife light cut down and cut a spark on the divine light shield on Zhang Ping's body. Although it could not break the divine light shield, the magnificent power still shook Zhang Ping's five internal organs and flew out.