When Lang Xing spoke, everyone was retreating. They were wary of Lang Xing and looked at the struggling Fu Xing. When Lang Xing hit the ban, no one took it seriously, and even Fu Xing didn't let it go.

In his heart, he felt that he could defeat the restriction with his own cultivation, so he did not dodge, but sent out a burst of spiritual power against the restriction. Although he used 90% of his cultivation, on the surface it looked like a

With a disdainful gesture, he fell into a frightened struggle.

"Uncle Third..." Fu Xing finally couldn't help but ask his uncle for help. His face turned purple from humiliation and anger, but he had tried his best and he definitely couldn't break the ban on his own.

Zhenfa leaned over and tried facing the restriction, and his face immediately became ugly.

Lang Xing looked at Fu Xing coldly and said, "Destroying your cultivation, or even killing you, is just a matter of a thought. Idiots like you always think of solving problems with your hands once you have some ability. Last time I

I have taught you a lesson and let you experience the feeling of imminent death, but you have forgotten the pain after your scar healed. Do you think you can sit back and relax with a few big monks supporting you?"

"Kill me if you have the guts!" Fu Xing roared angrily, but was restrained by others in an understatement. It was so embarrassing, he would rather be killed.

Su Wan secretly glanced at Lang Xing. She was quite relieved about Lang Xing. She believed that he would not be angered by Fu Xing because the two of them were not on the same level. Lang Xing did not even bother to know Fu Xing. Sure enough, she saw

Langxing chose to ignore Fuxing's clamor.

After the six great monks held a brief discussion with their spiritual thoughts, two of them retreated ten thousand feet away. They did not want to get involved in this dispute. The four great monks, including Zhengfa and Zhengxuan, each took their sides and looked at each other with expressions.

Looking solemnly at Lang Xing and Su Wan who were sitting on the spiritual crane, the other people with lower cultivation levels also retreated, forming a large encirclement. .??.

A cold light flashed in Langxing's eyes and he said, "You four, get out of my way. If you have to force me to take action, it can only be a battle of life and death, and it will definitely be you who die. I know you don't believe it, but I still want to advise you."

Think about the consequences for a while, I guarantee with my Taoist heart that you have no chance of winning."

The expressions of the four great monks became more solemn. Since they dared to guarantee with their Taoist heart, they were not just threatening.

Su Wan said in a stern tone, "You bully the few with the many, so we can only use the strongest means to deal with it. There is no room for mercy when we take action. It was just a personal grudge, not to mention who will win and who will lose in today's battle."

, are you willing to see the consequences of a vendetta between the Wuxiang Sect and Qianxu Palace over such a thing? He is the most beloved disciple of the three ancestors of Qianxu Palace. If you touch him, Qianxu Palace will never let it go.

."

Both of them expressed their reluctance to take action easily, and both also issued serious enough threats. The four great monks originally planned to capture Lang Xing, but the strong self-confidence shown by Lang Xing made them afraid to act rashly.

Well, through Su Wan's words, they can almost conclude that Lang Xing is the closed disciple of Qianxu Palace. If the closed disciple of Qianxu Palace can use extraordinary means to kill them, they believe it.

"Then let me teach you your methods." After Zhengfa said this to Lang Xing, the other three great monks stepped back together to show that they would not interfere.

"Let me spar with my uncle." Su Wan pulled out the purple gold bracelet. What made her feel helpless was that the Feng Ling Hairpin was Zhixia's treasure, and it was not suitable to wear it like this.

Otherwise, activating that powerful spiritual treasure would definitely have a considerable deterrent effect. Now she could only use the floating shadow to prove the law and retreated.

"No need." Langxing got off the Linghe's back with a bit of boredom on his face. He only flew forward for more than a hundred feet and then stopped. Then he activated the God of Punishing Whip. Although he was facing the Zhengfa, he still

Most of his energy was still guarding against the two Feathered Monks who were still nearby.

"Is this Shen Qing's treasure?" Zhengfa asked as he stepped back. The powerful magic power from the God of Punishment Whip made him feel a huge threat, and he also felt another threat that was not weaker than the God of Punishment Whip, that came from

The small whiteboard was only slightly moved by Lang Xing, and the faint white shadow was so pale that the senior monks who were far away could not detect it.

"Yes, Shen Qing gave it to me." After saying this, Langxing took away the punishment whip and returned to Linghe's back. He could have used the same method as Fuxing to seal the demonstration with a ban, but

That would make him very embarrassed. Fortunately, he was able to scare the other party away with two treasures. This result was the best. These people were already annoying him, but he couldn't kill them.

You can't expose too many of your secrets, this matter is too difficult today.

He understands the little devil more and more now. The sixth brother does not wear the Taoist robe of Zixiao Palace and tries his best to distance himself from the relationship with Zixiao Palace in order to be less involved. He also wants to leave Qianxu Palace now. His

His wings have hardened, and he is eager to fly more freely. The sect and the region have become a burden that he wants to get rid of. Although the actions of the Juyi League and others to attack Puyunzhou are just actions, once they cause trouble to him,

He was tired of this group of people. In the final analysis, it was because he had reached the state of being at the top, which was naturally a bit indifferent and detached.

As soon as he returned to Linghe's back, Su Wan grabbed his arm and said spiritually, "The Nine Immortal Concubine of the Wuxiang Sect, her Taoist name is Zhengli."

At this time, Langxing also used his spiritual power to discover this fairy concubine from the north, and then sent back his spiritual thought: "She is one of those two people, and the other is also a woman."

"There are three great powers of the Wuxiang Sect, and she is the only fairy concubine. If the other one is a woman, she is definitely not from the Wuxiang Sect."

When the two of them were talking about this, Fairy Zhengli had already flown over. This Fairy looked younger than Liuyun, but her majesty was more powerful than Liuyun. When Langxing saw her, he immediately thought of Yuhai.

The ice water fairy concubine, both have thin lips and sharp eyes. Their beauty gives people a cold and sharp feeling. They are also cold and beautiful, but they are very different from Shen Qing's coldness born of arrogance.

.

"Are you a disciple of the Lingzi generation? Who is your master?" Immortal Concubine Zhengli stopped beside Fuxing, looked at Langxing and asked, seemingly turning a blind eye to Su Wan who saluted her.

Lang Xing also looked at her, his eyes showing a bit of laziness. He learned this from Lingye. Since the other party was so arrogant, he would not be too polite.

"Who is the fairy? Is it appropriate to ask my master when I come up?"

Zhengfa said with a dark face, "Don't be rude, this is the Nine Immortal Concubine of our Wuxiang Sect, not a fairy!"

Lang Xing smiled lazily and cupped his hands, "Sorry, it's the Ninth Senior Sister. You came just in time. These people are pestering me endlessly. I'm quite tired of them. Please help me to pass them by, Ninth Senior Sister."

s? Thanks to Brother Long for becoming the helmsman of this book. When Langxing spoke, everyone was retreating. They were wary of Langxing while watching the struggling Fuxing, who played that

When the restriction was imposed, no one took it seriously. Even Fu Xing didn't pay much attention to it. He felt that he could defeat the restriction with his own cultivation, so he did not dodge, but sent out a spiritual power against the restriction. Although

He used 90% of his cultivation, but on the surface he showed a disdainful attitude, and then he fell into a frightened struggle.

"Uncle Third..." Fu Xing finally couldn't help but ask his uncle for help. His face turned purple from humiliation and anger, but he had tried his best and he definitely couldn't break the ban on his own.

Zhenfa leaned over and tried facing the restriction, and his face immediately became ugly.

Lang Xing looked at Fu Xing coldly and said, "Destroying your cultivation, or even killing you, is just a matter of a thought. Idiots like you always think of solving problems with your hands once you have some ability. Last time I

I have taught you a lesson and let you experience the feeling of imminent death, but you have forgotten the pain after your scar healed. Do you think you can sit back and relax with a few big monks supporting you?"

"Kill me if you have the guts!" Fu Xing roared angrily, but was restrained by others in an understatement. It was so embarrassing, he would rather be killed.

Su Wan secretly glanced at Lang Xing. She was quite relieved about Lang Xing. She believed that he would not be angered by Fu Xing because the two of them were not on the same level. Lang Xing did not even bother to know Fu Xing. Sure enough, she saw

Langxing chose to ignore Fuxing's clamor.

After the six great monks held a brief discussion with their spiritual thoughts, two of them retreated ten thousand feet away. They did not want to get involved in this dispute. The four great monks, including Zheng Fa and Zheng Xuan, each took their sides, with expressions on their faces.

Looking solemnly at Lang Xing and Su Wan who were sitting on the spiritual crane, the other people with lower cultivation levels also retreated, forming a large encirclement.

A cold light flashed in Langxing's eyes and he said, "You four, get out of my way. If you have to force me to take action, it can only be a battle of life and death, and it will definitely be you who die. I know you don't believe it, but I still want to advise you."

Think about the consequences for a while, I guarantee with my Taoist heart that you have no chance of winning."

The expressions of the four great monks became more solemn. Since they dared to guarantee with their Taoist heart, they were not just threatening.

Su Wan said in a stern tone, "You bully the few with the many, so we can only use the strongest means to deal with it. There is no room for mercy when we take action. It was just a personal grudge, not to mention who will win and who will lose in today's battle."

, are you willing to see the consequences of a vendetta between the Wuxiang Sect and Qianxu Palace over such a thing? He is the most beloved disciple of the three ancestors of Qianxu Palace. If you touch him, Qianxu Palace will never let it go.

."

Both of them expressed their reluctance to take action easily, and both also issued serious enough threats. The four great monks originally planned to capture Lang Xing, but the strong self-confidence shown by Lang Xing made them afraid to act rashly. Well, through Su Wan's words, they can almost conclude that Lang Xing is the closed disciple of Qianxu Palace. If the closed disciple of Qianxu Palace can use extraordinary means to kill them, they believe it.

"Then let me teach you your methods." After Zhengfa said this to Lang Xing, the other three great monks stepped back together to show that they would not interfere.

"Let me spar with my uncle." Su Wan pulled out the purple gold bracelet. What made her feel helpless was that the Feng Ling Hairpin was Zhixia's treasure, and it was not suitable to wear it like this.

Otherwise, activating that powerful spiritual treasure would definitely have a considerable deterrent effect. Now she could only use the floating shadow to prove the law and retreated.

"No need." Langxing got off the Linghe's back with a bit of boredom on his face. He only flew forward for more than a hundred feet and then stopped. Then he activated the God of Punishing Whip. Although he was facing the Zhengfa, he still Most of his energy was still guarding against the two Feathered Monks who were still nearby.

"Is this Shen Qing's treasure?" Zhengfa asked as he stepped back. The powerful magic power from the God of Punishment Whip made him feel a huge threat, and he also felt another threat that was not weaker than the God of Punishment Whip, that came from The small whiteboard was only slightly moved by Lang Xing, and the faint white shadow was so pale that the senior monks who were far away could not detect it.

"Yes, Shen Qing gave it to me." After saying this, Langxing took away the punishment whip and returned to Linghe's back. He could have used the same method as Fuxing to seal the demonstration with a ban, but That would make him very embarrassed. Fortunately, he was able to scare the other party away with two treasures. This result was the best. These people were already annoying him, but he couldn't kill them. You can't expose too many of your secrets, this matter is too difficult today.

He understands the little devil more and more now. The sixth brother does not wear the Taoist robe of Zixiao Palace and tries his best to distance himself from the relationship with Zixiao Palace in order to be less involved. He also wants to leave Qianxu Palace now. His His wings have hardened, and he is eager to fly more freely. The sect and the region have become a burden that he wants to get rid of. Although the actions of the Juyi League and others to attack Puyunzhou are just actions, once they cause trouble to him, He was tired of this group of people. In the final analysis, it was because he had reached the state of being at the top, and that state was naturally a bit indifferent and detached.

As soon as he returned to Linghe's back, Su Wan grabbed his arm and said spiritually, "The Nine Immortal Concubine of the Wuxiang Sect, her Taoist name is Zhengli."

At this time, Langxing also used his spiritual power to discover this fairy concubine from the north, and then sent back his spiritual thought: "She is one of those two people, and the other is also a woman."

"There are three great powers of the Wuxiang Sect, and she is the only fairy concubine. If the other one is a woman, she is definitely not from the Wuxiang Sect."

When the two of them were talking about this, Fairy Zhengli had already flown over. This Fairy looked younger than Liuyun, but her majesty was more powerful than Liuyun. When Langxing saw her, he immediately thought of Yuhai. The ice water fairy concubine, both have thin lips and sharp eyes. Their beauty gives people a cold and sharp feeling. They are also cold and beautiful, but they are very different from Shen Qing's coldness born of arrogance. .

"Are you a disciple of the Lingzi generation? Who is your master?" Immortal Concubine Zhengli stopped beside Fuxing, looked at Langxing and asked, seemingly turning a blind eye to Su Wan who saluted her.

Lang Xing also looked at her, his eyes showing a bit of laziness. He learned this from Lingye. Since the other party was so arrogant, he would not be too polite.

"Who is the fairy? Is it appropriate to ask my master when I come up?"

Zhengfa said with a dark face, "Don't be rude, this is the Nine Immortal Concubine of our Wuxiang Sect, not a fairy!"

Lang Xing smiled lazily and cupped his hands, "Sorry, it's the Ninth Senior Sister. You came just in time. These people are pestering me endlessly. I'm quite tired of them. Please help me to pass them by, Ninth Senior Sister."
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