The fog dissipated and a man emerged.

But Chen Xiu was surprised and funny when he saw this man.

The man shaved his beard, applied makeup on his face, and wore pink women's clothing. He smiled at Chen Xiu, his eyes were filled with water, and the autumn waves were flowing, and he was a bit charming.

Men are not men, women are not women. Although it is a bit dazzling, they are at least individuals.

"Who are you?" Chen Xiu asked.

"You are a junior, and you are not qualified to ask me. Didn't Xuancheng and the others come? If you ask them to come to see me, I will talk to them." The pink man snorted.

Seeing that he was full of confidence, was he really the disciple of Wuwei Zhenren?

Anyway, Xuancheng and others are here, so it would be impossible to delay the problem if he took him down.

So, Chen Xiu used his skills, grabbed the pink man from a distance, and then took the pest of the insects and fell down with the pink man.

Seeing Chen Xiu's strong skills, the pink man's face changed and he didn't dare to force himself.

Chen Xiu descended to the ground and saw Xuancheng and others sitting on the roof of a hall. Tens of thousands of monsters wandering around the hall, approaching the hall.

It turned out that after Chen Xiu left, a large number of monsters attacked. Because Baiyun was backfired, everyone did not dare to kill the monsters anymore, so they retreated to the top of the palace to hide.

If Chen Xiu was late for another moment, everyone would be swallowed by monsters.

Everyone was surprised to see Chen Xiu coming down with a charming man.

"This person claims to be the apprentice of the head sect. Please check with all seniors." Chen Xiu casually pulled the pink man onto the tiles.

"No need to distinguish. Apart from the four of us, the master has other disciples. This person must be fake. What's your intention to pretend to be a disciple of this sect?"

Xuan Jing said as she stretched out her palm and pressed her down, trying to press the pink man down.

The pink man's shoulders sank slightly, and he dissolved Xuan Jing's palm.

Xuan Jing was shocked. He used three success powers to use this palm, and this person easily resolved it. He was actually a master of the same level.

"Junior brother, don't worry," Xuancheng waved his hand and said to the fan man: "Who are you?"

"It's still the steady brother of Senior Xuancheng. My name is Peng Lin, and I am the youngest apprentice of my master."

The pink man raised his neck slightly. Although he called Xuancheng the eldest brother, he did not look respectful on his face.

"It's you?!"

As soon as I heard the voice of a pink man, everyone understood.

He was the sharp sound in the sky before. This sound was so unique that you would never forget it if you listened it once.

"It's me, you haven't died yet, you're lucky." Peng Lin's tone sounded a little gloating.

"Okay, it's just that you use the Five Prisons to harm us, are you?" Xuan Jing was furious and was about to take action as soon as he was excited.

"Senior Brother Jing misunderstood. How could I have this ability? These five prisons were established by the master!" Peng Lin said hurriedly.

"When did the master accept a new disciple? Why haven't we heard of it?" Xuan Chong said.

"I worshipped Wuwei as Master ten years ago and have been by his side. I haven't come out to walk around. Naturally, you don't recognize me." Peng Lin said for granted.

Everyone was half-believing and half-doubted after hearing this. This person claimed to be a disciple of the head sect, but he called himself the head sect and had no respect. Moreover, Xuancheng and others had never seen him, and they had never heard the head sect mention accepting a new junior brother.

Chen Xiu was a little familiar with the name Peng Lin, and always felt that he had heard it, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Looking at his slutty appearance, how could he be disrespectful to his master's disciple? How could his master accept such a person as his disciple?" Xuan Jing shook his head.

"You said this was founded by the master?" Xuan Chong said.

"Of course, this is the place of the Five Prisons and the place where the master practices his skills." Peng Lin said with his head high.

"What kind of exercises?"

"Haha, you'd better not know." Peng Lin smiled faintly.

"You can't get rid of the lies anymore. I've long said he was fake!"

Xuan Jing looked disdainful, and slashed out with a scream from her right palm, and the sharp wind swept towards Peng Lin's knees like a steel knife.

Xuan Jing wanted to waste his legs and force him to tell the truth.

Xuan Jing's palm was extremely fast, but Peng Lin was even faster.

Peng Lin's body flashed and became blurred in an instant, turning into two faint grey fog balls. The fog ball was vaguely a human figure, and the face was impossible to see clearly.

"You are unreasonable, I am lost!"

The two fog balls that Peng Lin transformed into shot out from left to right, as fast as lightning.

This change was suddenly and strange, and no one else could react except Chen Xiu.

Chen Xiu was prepared for a long time. He used his palms to exert two huge forces. The extremely powerful true energy condensed into a white rainbow with a substance, and divided it into two fog balls, pulling Peng Lin back.

There was a light bang.

The two fog balls were forced to be together by Chen Xiu again, and Peng Lin's body appeared again, and blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, as if he was suffering a considerable injury.

Everyone was shocked. What kind of strange martial arts is this fog ball?

It was only a blink of an eye that Peng Lin escaped to being pulled back.

At this time, Xuan Jing's sharp palm wind swept horizontally to Peng Lin's knee.

Peng Lingang was injured and had no power to resist. He saw a bright red bloodline, his calves were cut off and fell on the roof, and the tiles were rustling.

Peng Lin fell to the ground, and the broken bone in his knee poked to the ground. Others felt severe pain when they looked at it, but he gritted his teeth and didn't hum.

"Okay! Good man! As long as you tell the truth, I will no longer torture you." Xuan Jing couldn't help but praise.

"Haha, hehe... If you dare to hurt me, you will die, if you die, Wuwei will avenge me!" Peng Lin paused word by word, gritting his teeth.

"Bastard, how can you call the name of the master of the sect? Where is my master?" Xuan Cheng said.

"You harmed my master, right? Is it?"

Xuan Jing looked excited and wanted to cut off Peng Lin’s arms again, but thinking of the promise just now, he resisted not taking action.

"Peng Lin, right? No matter who you are, take us to find the real person in the head, otherwise you will be worse than death!" Xuan Chong said.

"Hahahaha... It's great if you want to see Wuwei. I'll let Wuwei kill you all!" Peng Lin laughed.

"Hurry! Take us to find the master!" Xuan Jing said as she was about to mention Peng Lin.

"No need to worry," Peng Lin said, looking up at the sky, shouting: "Thief, I'm going to be killed by your disciples, why don't you pull me up!"

When Xuancheng and others heard this, they looked shocked and angry. It was really disrespectful that this person dared to call the head sect a thief.

How could the head sect take such a person as his apprentice? It seems that what this person said before was nonsense.

Everyone thought Peng Lin was a lunatic and was talking crazy.

Suddenly, a rope slowly descended from the air, and the end of the rope was hanging above everyone's heads.

"Climb this rope and you can see Wuyi." Peng Lin gasped.

Xuan Cheng's three elders were stunned on the spot, with a strange look on their face. What this guy said might be true.

Because of this rope, the three of them were very familiar with it. This was the rope used by the master to practice skills.

The master’s meditation skills are quite unique, and he is sitting on a rope.

Chen Xiu followed the rope and looked at the dark and dark sky above.
Chapter completed!