It was night, and the four sea halls were filled with lights and colorful lights, sweeping away the tragic and dilapidation of the day before yesterday.
Although many buildings in the hall are still ruins burned by thunder and fire. On the railings of the corridors, there are also sword marks left by swords and swords that were left yesterday. Under the hidden corners of the wall, there are still many dark blood stains hidden.
But at this time, yesterday's heroic and sad and solemn atmosphere had gradually dissipated, and there was more joy of victory.
The reinforcements from various sects were very happy. After experiencing that battle, the heroes were a little silent. The iron fist of Kansai raised his glass and boasted: "Those twelve Yuanchens are all villains, so why bother? The tiger-eating god had led the ghosts in the Nether Palace to attack. I also followed the hero Hong Sihai to fight and stop him."
"In that battle, I killed several corpse ghosts with my hands, and the sun and moon were fighting against the hanged ghosts in the ghost cave in the underworld... "
"...At the time, a villain named Qian Chen took the opportunity to sneak attack and kill the ghost-eating god and rob the limelight of the old hero Hong... I could tell at a glance that the Qian was not a good thing. Sure enough, shortly after, Senior Xiaomaite, who was undercover in the 12 Yuanchen, was plotted against by someone. He was the only one who was not there at that time, so I stood up to question him."
"This person couldn't explain, so he left in a hurry. He didn't even attend today's celebration banquet... This person was very scheming and snatched the power of the meritorious service and said that he was not the dragon leader... Who would believe it?"
"If it weren't for the fact that the monk Kongming said that there was no evidence after all, I, Lao Bai, would be the first to come forward and leave him."
"How could he let him leave so easily..."
"Brother said it well!" Someone echoed loudly: "The 12 Yuanchen that Lord Hong led the heroes to attack, killed seven or eight. Brother Bai also made great contributions. I think, Brother Bai should not be the Iron Fist of Guanxi. This is a powerful force in Linhai, Shandong, and Guanxi, Shandong, and the Central Plains. Brother defeated the Nether Palace and called the Iron Fist of the Central Plains. What is it like?"
"Central Plains Iron Fist!" someone cheered.
Bai Yuanliang looked gloomy and refused on the surface: "After all, it was the leader of the old hero Hong. But if I had no younger brother to speak up, wouldn't this credit be stolen by some villains? Maybe it would also allow the dragon leader to whitewash his identity, which would harm the martial arts world more in the future!"
Kang Qiandeng sat on the mat next to her. He felt more and more unable to swallow his food when he listened to these words, and he put down his chopsticks in anger.
He was about to stand up and argue, but was pulled by Li Qianqiu. He shook his head slightly and pressed him on the table and whispered: "Young Master Kang, if you go to argue, you won't be able to explain anything to such a villain. If you want to clarify for Mr. Qian later, you have to explain it clearly to Master Hong and the monk Kongming."
"But such slanderous words...even if two seniors explain it,..."
"Oh! Whoever said Mr. Qian has no foundation. Suddenly becoming famous will be slandered by villains. When Mr. Qian does a few major things in the future and makes friends with many heroes, the rumors will naturally be broken."
Qian Chen's footsteps slowly came under the huge archway of Sihaitang. It was dark and there were few people on the street.
Sihai Hall is holding a celebration banquet, and it is lively inside. Even the disciples of Sihai Hall who are guarding the gate are a little distracted. After Huang Yuhan's death, Sihai Hall seems to have already lacked such a breath.
No longer do the strict defense and cautious rules that Qian Chen had seen before.
If there are still evil people like Twelve Yuanchen next time, if you want to attack here, you don’t have to go through so much trouble.
Qian Chen walked in through the gate of Sihai Hall with a snake mask. Several disciples guarding the gate had already collapsed on the ground and were unconscious. "Let's have a sleep!"
"When I woke up the next day, I guess it would be another day."
Qian Chen had already figured out all the secret whistle and eyeliners on the Sihai Hall yesterday, and the arrangement of the mechanism was clearly understood. When he entered this dangerous place, he was walking home, and no one could make a sound wherever he went. Often, he fainted and fainted as soon as he smelled a smell.
Until Qian Chen was familiar with the passage to Wuhu Hall, the hall was bustling and noisy, and the martial arts people who were celebrating were still not aware of it.
Qian Chen inserted the Seven Evil Banners at the door and shot out the spiritual talismans one after another with both hands. Some were ambushed at the door, some were hidden under the steps, some were stuck on pillars, and some simply flew to the eaves and roofs, and they were stuck on the beams.
Qian Chen took out the inspiration mirror and then looked at the projection in the hall at the door.
He determined the seats of the people in the hall one by one, confirmed the cultivation, location, habits, and even the current state of the masters of the major sects who came to support, and then took Fei Yundou first, went to the Tibetan Medicine Treasure Hall that Huang Yuhan took him to, spread Fei Yundou into rolling clouds, rolled up countless medicinal materials, a true fire talisman popped up, and a spiritual rain talisman popped up, water and fire together, steamed with rolling clouds, steamed out the medicinal properties of the countless medicinal materials, and then combined them one by one.
Then take back Feiyundou, meditate and regulate breathing, and restore internal strength.
Qian Chen returned to the outside of Wuhu Hall, turned the Soul-Binding Cord into a black snake, and quietly climbed onto the beam of Wuhu Hall.
Looking at the lively scene below through the inspirational mirror, Bai Yuanliang was talking nonsense there, and Qian Chen did not respond. Everything was ready, and wisps of smoke slowly floated in from the cracks, eaves, and tile gaps in the Wuhu Hall, landed on the wine and food, on the noses of everyone, between breathing and on the skin.
In addition to the master-level master, he needed to bypass the body-protecting energy and slowly sneaked in. Other miscellaneous fish were soon given medicine by Qian Chen.
Qian Chen tidied up the blue shirt on his body, put on the bronze snake mask, and then walked up the white jade steps of Wuhu Hall step by step, pushed open the hall door, and a hustle and bustle burst out in an instant, setting off the other parts of the Sihai Hall, and quiet, even the songs of insects and birds were not quiet, making it even more strange.
Someone heard the sound of the door opening and subconsciously looked back, and his chopsticks fell off. He was stunned.
When the people on the table saw his soul losing, they all looked back. Some of them wanted to scream, but they all found that they could not raise their strength, so they could only watch Qian Chen easily walk into the hall.
Because the people in the hall were very full and could not see the door from the main hall, Qian Chen was not seen by the people in the hall all the way.
He was like a tiger in the street, and wherever he passed was quiet.
Kang Qiandeng sat in front of the main hall, feeling a little uneasy. Suddenly, he found that the sound in the hall had become much smaller, and gradually there was no sound behind him.
At this time, someone made a sound of half of his breath. This manifestation of losing his language ability made Kang Qiandeng a little curious. When he turned around, he saw that it was Bai Yuanliang sitting behind him. He accidentally raised his head and saw behind him. In an instant, his whole person became hard in an instant, and the fear on his face was even more overflowing.
Kang Qiandeng looked at Bai Yuanliang's eyes...
A shadow wearing a bronze snake mask and wearing a blue garment was slowly floating from behind, and the noisy sound disappeared wherever he passed.
The moonlight shone in along the hall door he opened, surprisingly bright, and the bright light seemed to be reflected by the glass mirror. It was bathed in by the man, and the green clothes were green and green, making it more and more moving.
"Ride...Ride...Ride...Ride the God of Fog!" someone said shrillly.
Qian Chen had already arrived in front of the main hall and entered everyone's eyes. He passed by Bai Yuanliang, perhaps on purpose. When he passed by Bai Yuanliang, he paused. A scattered sound of water came from Bai Yuanliang's lower body, and a stream of yellow and turbid liquid flowed along his calves to the ground.
He was already scared to pee.
"Dare you!" Someone slapped the table...
Then with a "bang", he fell to the table, and some people subconsciously took the sword beside him. When his hand touched the knife, he found that he could not move a finger.
A master of the South China Sea Sword Sect suddenly raised a sword, and the sword light was extremely fast and fierce, but he fell down a few steps away from Qian Chen.
The Kunlun School’s Liangyi Sword Formation suddenly turned into a Muji Sword Formation, and could only use the eye sword to hit Qian Chen.
The old master of the Tang Sect first realized something wrong. The master who protected his table was not poisoned. The five masters immediately took action. The flying swallow of the Tang family's magic weapon suddenly slid out a silver light, transforming into countless silver streams, and attacking Qian Chen from an incredible angle. The countless flying swallows were like a silver rain.
A little crystal flashed through Qian Chen's hand.
Old Master Tang only felt a chill all over his body, and the countless flying swallows were frozen and stayed in the void.
Even the flying light and shadow are retained...
Old Master Tang's body has become stiff and he can only move his eyes, expressing his shock.
Master Kongbei, who had cultivated into the indestructible body of the Shaolin Damo Hall, jumped up with a big light fist, and hit Qian Chen's heart; the Wang family's Tianji sword technique, calculated everything Qian Chen's data in his heart, stabbed it out with a sword, pointing directly at the thirty-six flaws in Qian Chen's body; the Lei family's Thunder Fire took action, and every gunpowder was no less than the thunder fire emitted by the divine weapon of Si Chen. The sword king responded to the feeling that a scimitar was hidden under the nine earths, and the sword was like a sword coming out from above the nine heavens.
At this time, a black wind blew in from the door, blocking the sight of Hong Sihai, Taoist Master Wanshi, and the other two new masters in an instant.
Qian Chen was covered in gold, with three layers of Vajra Talisman attached to one hand, and one claw grabbed Master Kong Ge's fist. He twisted his other hand a few times, changing thirty-six flaws seven times. The head of the Wang family stood in place and calculated again. The rolling black wind blew up a talisman hidden on the pillar at the door, and blew it in front of the master of the Lei family.
The thin Yin Lei Talisman exploded and shocked the Master of the Lei Family.
The gunpowder is also wiped out by the evil spirit and becomes invisible.
Qian Chen hit Master Kongbei's forehead with a hammer. With a "destructive body" sound, Master Kongbei was released by Qian Chen, and walked seven steps in the open space. He fell head-on.
The sword master had already grasped Qian Chen's fatal flaw. The sword light flashed and incredibly passed through Qian Chen's throat.
Ying Qing smiled slightly, and just wanted to hide the knife, but found that the magic weapon scimitar in her hand had disappeared.
The head of the Wang family was sweating probing there, and Mr. Tang stood still, the master of the Lei family, Master Kong Ge, was lying on the ground, with one head on the other's legs and one head on the other's buttocks on the other.
Relatively speaking, the master of the Lei family was at a disadvantage because the Vajra Indestructible body's butt was very hard, which made his head feel so thumping.
I stayed there, as if I was still thinking about my knife?
Qian Chen's dragon bird ring is still on his wrist...
He slowly walked past these people. Fan Huiming, the master of Shuiyue Anzhai, took a sword. The power of the great master, the divine weapon of the Water Moon Sword in his hand was like the bright moon in the sky, sprinkling a ray of silver light, instantly piercing the heavy black wind. When he came to Qian Chen, she unfolded her sword. No one could describe the charm of that sword, like a mirror flower, water moon, piercing onto the mirror flower, water moon...
Well?
Fan Huiming watched his Water Moon Sword pierce the body of the God of Mist, but emitted a faint ripple, like water patterns.
Qian Chen had already clamped the Shuiyue Sword with a long black hook. When he pulled it and picked it, Fan Huiming had already put down the Shuiyue Sword obediently and allowed a black rope that fell from the sky to tie her up, because Qian Chen's hook had hooked on her throat, and she also discovered that the mist was wrong with the God of Mist.
The martial arts of the God of the Mist is definitely not that high, otherwise he would have been no little dragon, but a real dragon head.
And there is no murderous aura on this person...
Sanren Ning Buqi, who rushed down, saw Fan Huiming being captured in one round. Qian Chen's hook was placed on her throat, but he dared not go in and backward. At this time, the moonlight shining in at the door dissipated. Qian Chen's figure suddenly flashed to the left, but he put away the mirror flower and water moon of the spiritual mirror, manifesting his true body.
Qian Chen said calmly: "If you don't want her to die, just take her back."
Ning Buqi was overjoyed, and reached out to take Fan Huiming, who was tied up by the soul-bound rope, quietly retreated to the distance, honestly like a quail shining brightly at night, just quietly embracing the beauty.
"Haha..." Qian Chen sneered in his heart. When this scattered man was in his position, Qian Chen showed his projection, and seven times were peeking at Fan Huiming. Who doesn't know this?
A person in his fifties and sixties is still doing this... Sneer!
The old Taoist stubborn stone had already placed his hand on the Songfeng Sword, but he didn't dare to move at all.
Because five golden animals, snake, scorpion, spider, centipede, toad, were surrounding him for food, the monk Kongming seemed to be shocked and sat in place. However, his eyes were smiling when he looked at Qian Chen.
Hong Sihai sat in the main seat, watching the righteous heroes attacking one by one, but were either subdued or repelled by the God of Mist in the blink of an eye.
He whispered: "You are not the God of the Mist at all. If you are the God of the Mist, then the twelve Yuanchen will be no longer the head of a dragon, but the head of a snake! If the God of the Mist had this ability, yesterday, all the people in the Four Seas Hall would have died."
Qian Chen said lightly: "I am the God of Misty, twelve Yuanchen, and defeat the four seas. Hong Sihai, if you provoke us twelve Yuanchen, I will come to see you off in person!"
Qian Chen stepped on a cloud of fog and rose three feet away.
It seems to be saying, "Watching me flying in the clouds, who dares to say that I am not the God of Tengwu?"
"Only the dragon can fly into the clouds and fog, so you are not the God of Tengwu, you are the Dragon Head!" Hong Sihai said: "The Dragon Head is indeed powerful. Hong killed several of your twelve Yuanchen people before, and you will take revenge today. But evil cannot defeat righteousness, and you may even give up your own life today."
Qian Chen nodded his fingers, and Tu Beihai, beside Hong Sihai, suddenly spit out a mouthful of dark red blood. The skin on his neck broke away bit by bit, and soon rotted around. When the last bit of skin and flesh rotted, his head fell off, rolled on the ground for a few times, and rolled to Qian Chen's feet.
Qian Chen opened his right foot wide and kicked his head out the door.
Shoot!
Enter!
Chapter completed!