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Chapter 169 Elder Liu!

"Jingkong...Master?"

When the middle-aged warrior saw the visitor, he frowned. After looking at him repeatedly, he waved his hand and signaled his disciples to put down the sword, and then made a gesture of inviting everyone.

But he approached Monk Jingkong himself and whispered: "Master Jingkong."

"Why are you mingling with these despicable gangs? This time I went to the general's tomb, not to mention that we received news that Liu Long, the chief disciple of my Qingyun Sect, died suddenly in Changlin Town, which is related to the gang. Elder Liu, who came this time, was very angry!"

"Hiss Zheng Feng, you don't know anything."

"In the restaurant in Changlindu, we encountered a banshee who had reached the level of war generals. Fortunately, the young hero of the Chiyang Gang and the young hero of the Dongfang gave help, so we could subdue the banshee. Otherwise, not only will the chief disciple of the sect die tragically, but I probably won't be able to come here alive."

Master Jingkong clasped his hands together and explained with a smile.

But Zheng Feng was half-believing and half-doubted. He looked up and down at Lu Changsheng and Dongfang Xuan. They were so young, and no matter how they looked, they didn't look like masters.

“It’s here.”

"The tent is limited, please ask other friends of the Chiyang Gang to rest outside. Elder Lu and Young Master Dongfang, right? You two follow me to meet Elder Liu of my sect and the other masters sent by the sect."

In front of me was a very simple camp with more than a dozen tents. After Zheng Feng arrived with everyone, he pointed to the large white dome tent in the middle and said to Lu Changsheng and the others.

"It's really troublesome."

"We are kind enough to help these people, but they are like guarding against thieves, holding their breath!"

Yan Ming looked at the various eyes that the people from the sects in the camp. Zheng Feng didn't let them enter the camp, muttering in dissatisfaction and complained in a low voice.

Lu Changsheng smiled not much and whispered: "Yan Ming, Lin Bo Head."

"We have been traveling for two consecutive days, and everyone is a little tired. Now I have a half-day rest here to see the situation before moving forward."

After the arrangement was made, he took Dongfang Xuan and the others to go directly to the tent in the middle with Monk Jingkong and Zheng Feng.

now.

There were already a dozen people in different clothes sitting in the tent.

Monk Jingkong whispered beside Lu Changsheng: "The elder who was long-bearded in the chief is Elder Changhong Jianliu of Qingyun Sect. I heard that he was also a member of the gang in his early years. Later, he had another opportunity to join Qingyun Sect, and his personality was very explosive."

"The two strong men around him with extremely big hands should be disciples of the Iron Master. It is said that they have a thousand pounds of force on both arms and hands. When the iron palm is swung, the stones can be broken and gold can be broken."

"These people on his right are also famous figures."

"Jade Master Li Xiang, it is said that his family's ancestors' ghost control technique was passed down. The piece of jade on his waist suppressed many ghosts and could be used by him. This method is very similar to your Yin Soldier Talisman."

"There are those two more."

"Flying Flower Valley, the two phoenix sisters of gold and silver. Although these two female donors are young and beautiful, they are actually the ones who have already gained fame when they first came out to explore the world. It is said that they know how to hurt people by flying flowers, which is extremely strange."

"The last one is my monk's master, Master Zhichan."

After Monk Jingkong quickly introduced the identities of several people in the tent to Lu Changsheng, he then clasped his fists and saluted everyone in the account, and then smiled and said, "Everyone."

"These two are Elder Lu and Young Master Dongfang of the Chiyang Gang. They are both powerful and chivalrous, and are enthusiastic about eliminating harm to the people, so they also joined us."

After he said that, although Lu Changsheng felt that the strongest person present was the long-bearded elder of Qingyun Sect, who should be similar to him and had the strength to be above the third level of the Enlightenment Realm, he and Dongfang Xuan were juniors at age, so they also bowed their fists and bowed.

"It's you? Chivalrous, haha, I don't think so."

But unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the leader of Elder Liu sneered coldly and said, "Two young heroes, since they have such strength to kill the banshee, why not take action early and save my nephew Liu Long?"

"I listened to the people of our sect's return. That night, my nephew had a conflict with you and was plotted against the banshee and died tragically on the spot. I wouldn't go to seek revenge on you, but you dare to come to your door on your own initiative?!"

"joke!"

"Your nephew is stupid. He is attracted by the beauty of the female ghost and is sent to the door to seek death. Can we stop him? Besides, if your disciples of Qingyun Sect don't take good care of themselves, what's the matter with us?"

Dongfang Xuan was in a hurry. Last time he had a conflict with Liu Long in the restaurant hall, he had a very bad impression of Qingyun Sect. If Lu Changsheng had not been interested in the general's tomb, and he asked Gu Lao and Feng Lao, although the direction here was full of ghost energy, it might have been a place where many precious medicinal materials grew...

His dignified disciple of Zhengyang Sect would not even pay attention to the bullshit elder of Qingyun Sect. At this moment, these people were so suspicious that they immediately became angry.

"You junior!"

"I have also heard of your Chiyang Gang. It is just a small sect in Xia Nanyang Town, Beishui County. Even if the old gang leader Cui Ying saw me, he would be polite. It seems that no one will discipline you after he dies!"

"Zheng Feng, go!"

When Dongfang Xuan pushed her, Elder Liu's eyebrows were so angry that he was all over his anger. However, he was an elder after all. I don't know how many seniors he was older than Dongfang Xuan. If he took action rashly, he might have a reputation of bullying the small, so he let Zheng Feng take action.

Zheng Feng naturally took the order. He pulled out the sword and knocked it to Dongfang Xuan's arm with his back. Although it was the back of the sword, he had the strength of the fifth level of the body-building realm. If he was hit, even a warrior would be fragile!

"Are you sure?"

"Zhengyang Thunder Talisman!"

Dongfang Xuan snorted coldly, he just took a few steps back, squeezed the thunder ritual with his left hand, and a thunder talisman from Zhengyang Sect was squeezed into his hand and shot it out!

Zheng Feng was suddenly panicked. He didn't expect that Dongfang Xuan, who looked weak, was actually a cultivator, and he could instantly shoot out the thunder talisman with his hands raised. At least he was a cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Building Realm, and he could only be blessed by magic weapons.

He hurriedly turned his attack into defense, and concentrated all his energy on the long sword in front of him. He heard a bang. Unpredictable, he was blown back several steps, his clothes on his arms were broken, and even his flesh was burned.

"As well as a cultivator!"

"Who is yours? In the Chiyang Gang, I have never heard of a person like you!"

The people who were still watching the show just now stood up and looked at Dongfang Xuan in surprise. After all, warriors are easy to obtain, and there are few cultivators who can actually fight. Especially those who practice this orthodox thunder talisman have much more killing ability when facing ghosts than ordinary cultivators!
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