He Lu's face was ashen.

The Baodong Wonderland Qi Practitioners headed by the old woman Fan Weiran, as well as the vassal monks from all sides, all had complicated expressions.

It stands to reason that this is seeing a rare bustle, and it is a huge bustle, but I am afraid that after watching the bustle, I will become a bustle myself.

As for the Qi practitioners at Ye Han's side in Huangyue City, all of them looked filled with indignation, but none of them dared to speak out.

The two groups of monks hated Cangyun Lake in their hearts. What a bullshit dragon palace landscape formation, a knife to cut tofu and a sword to cut mud?!

The Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, said nothing and stood there with his eyes lowered, just looking at the ground.

This is very interesting. A rich man smashed a yellow mud wall and yelled a few times. His dragon palace array was broken open by others, and he lost a lot of immortal money. This Lake Lord also didn't do it.

What a fart? Don’t they all say that Cangjun Lake is the top spot in the Yinping Kingdom? Within a country, the gods of the Five Mountains on the mountain and the generals and ministers at the foot of the mountain all respect Cangjun Lake. Even the Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, is arrogant.

Wearing an arrogant emperor's dragon robe, no one ever cares about it.

Therefore, the lower the realm, the more irritable the temper. It is not that no one wants to step forward and reprimand the young swordsman who is surrounded by many people. These young monks who originally wanted to be the first ones still hope to be able to compete with He Xiaoxian.

Master and Huang Yuecheng saved a free relationship, but before they could speak out, they told the mature and solemn monks around them, their seniors or friends on the road, and they all told them with ripples in their hearts. In the end, it was a kind reminder.

People who are afraid of being harmed by the reckless men around them. Since a swordsman's swordsmanship can withstand even heavenly calamities, it is not surprising that he accidentally kills several people with a flash of sword light.

There was no longer a sneer on Fan Weiran's lips, and he looked a little dull.

Ye Han, the lord of Huangyue City, turned his head and looked at the white-clothed swordsman who broke through two formations with one sword, and asked: "The swordsman must not stop until the fish is dead and the net is broken before he is willing to give up?"

The white-clothed swordsman just casually threw the scabbard in his hand to the ground, inserted it into the ground, and took out the folding fan on his waist. He neither looked at Ye Han nor He Lu. He gently tapped the palm of his hand with the folding fan, with a smile on his face.

His eyes wandered, starting from the white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the right, from the upper seat to the lower seat near the entrance of the Dragon Palace Hall, looking down one by one, "I heard that there is a certain immortal master who dreams of Liangfeng.

What a novel idea, I actually invited a martial arts master to eat shit in a shit bucket. Who is it? Stand up and let me admire you. If you are too lazy to get up, just raise your hand."

Over there in Baodong Wonderland, there was a young man and woman carrying swords, looking at each other.

Isn't this swordsman in front of me the same man in a blue shirt who drove outside the city in the early morning, eating cakes and porridge at a roadside stall? His clothes have changed, his demeanor has changed, but his face is definitely the same!

The woman smiled bitterly. The crow's mouth of her junior brother, and the old man with the monkey on his shoulders over there at the city gate, were the culprits who took away the important treasure of the Immortal family. Now this young ranger has transformed into a

A swordsman was born out of nowhere!

Chen Ping'an's eyes finally rested on a group of Qi practitioners in the center.

A man who was relatively closest to the palace gate shrank his neck.

After asking a question, there is no need to answer. The answer will be revealed by itself. Most of the monks on the mountain seek their own purity and do not want to be contaminated by the right and wrong of others.

At the gate of the City God's Temple, the colleagues from the City God's Temple asked who was the chief officer of the Yin-Yang Division, and that little act happened in unison. That was quite insouciant.

It's exactly the same now.

Chen Ping'an raised his hand, and a ball of black mist of soul that was originally the size of a fist had been consumed by the Gang Qi until it was only the size of a date core. He gently rotated it with one finger, and strands of Gang Qi wrapped it around it, like a millstone crushing it.

, Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "This wild cultivator, whose name I forgot to ask, said that your Immortal Master of Meng Liangfeng's genealogy is the real mastermind behind the scenes. I know you may not have the brains and courage, so that's why

Lord Ye Dacheng, or Master He Xiaoxian?"

The four Qi practitioners in Meng Liangfeng were gnashing their teeth in anger, but their sitting postures were still as stable as a rock.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "If you don't want to say it, just say it. I'm just curious about one thing. Whether it's Ye Sheng from Huang Yuecheng who makes a move later, or He Lu who is full of resourcefulness, if I tell you to handle this matter, have you paid for it?

If not, Huangyue City would not be very kind."

He Lu slowly stood up, his expression returned to normal, and he said loudly: "Everyone is responsible for the work, and don't yell about 'He Lu came first'. All the grudges in the city will end with me, He Lu. I, He Lu, are dead.

Naturally, the Sword Immortal is superior in skills, so I show no regrets, what does the Sword Immortal think?"

Ye Han smiled slightly.

If we don't bet like this, today's Cangjun Lake Lord's banquet will be nothing more than a loose sand. The three-party forces that are roughly equal to an immortal on paper will dissipate into a group of rabble.

Fan Weiran was a little surprised and raised his gaze. This was the first time the ancestor of Baodong Wonderland had looked at the young man from Huangyue City.

In the past, I only thought that He Lu was a Taoist embryo who was as good as Yan Yatou. He had a bright mind and knew how to be a good person. He had never thought about life and death, and yet he could be so calm. It was not easy.

Those who have thunder in their chests and faces as flat as a lake can worship the general.

This is the boy I'm talking about.

As long as a monk with such good qualifications and good temperament doesn't die prematurely, he will be able to achieve great success! Ye Han is so lucky to have such help.

The old woman thought secretly in her heart.

Is it possible that after the Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace banquet, after overcoming the difficulties, he simply agreed to the match made in heaven between Yan Yatou and him? Anyway, He Lu is a foreigner and is destined to be unable to inherit Ye Han's Huangyue City. There is no way he can still rely on Yan Yatou.

The girl abducted her into Baodong Wonderland. This could not only make Ye Han half-dead, but also help her sect make further progress. Once this pair of golden boys and girls that everyone envied, became immortals

After the couple, both of them entered the Golden Core Realm, and the Huangyue City, which was in decline, was only supported by one Ye Han. I believe that as long as the conditions are right, most of the mountains in more than ten countries may be the territory of Baodong Wonderland. I believe that with this young man’s

With vision and mind, this account can be calculated clearly.

"Ye Hen, as long as this person's words are slightly inappropriate, it will cause public outrage. Let's not miss He Lu's hard-earned opportunity in vain."

So Fan Weiran immediately told Ye Han from the bottom of his heart, "Today, you and I, let go of our past grudges and cooperate sincerely! Stop hiding things. The situation is critical and we cannot have our own thoughts."

Ye Han also decisively agreed.

"I thought you were going to say that you should be spared and spared. But from this we can see that the real mastermind of Suijia City's many plans is indeed you, He Lu."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Since Master He Xiaoxian is so responsible, I respect you as a man. Okay, until you show your face, if you can't take away the sword, I will only take your head in this Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace today.

"

He Lu was stunned.

Let alone other people, Fan Weiran felt a little relieved.

The Sword Immortal's reply really caught people off guard, but if they really wanted to fight today, stop there, even if they kill a few more, as long as it doesn't involve too much of Baodong Wonderland, why wouldn't Fan Weiran do it? Previously, he and Ye Hanhe

Huang Yuecheng's secret agreement is now void.

Ye Han's expression changed slightly.

Chen Ping'an pointed his folding fan at the sword immortal stuck on the ground, "Master He Xiaoxian, don't be polite, just take the sword. After you die, many monks will remember your kindness. It is considered a worthy death."

He Lu couldn't hold back her face again, and shifted her gaze slightly to look at Master Ye Han who was sitting beside him.

Beyond the beaded curtain at the side door of the main hall, a beautiful woman walked out and said angrily: "You! You are so arrogant. Why do you have to be so arrogant? It doesn't matter that you are a swordsman who everyone is afraid of. You are a Taoist."

, How can you be so ruthless as to kill everyone..."

As the bead curtain was raised and lowered, there was a clattering sound, as clear and crisp as the sound of beads and jade rolling on a plate.

The Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, was so angry that he waved his sleeves away without turning his head, "Go back!"

With one sleeve, he slapped the dragon girl into pieces and smashed the bead curtain. With a bang, she probably hit the wall of the side room hard. Listening to the sound, there was no second sound, which meant that the graceful and delicate body had not fallen at all.

The ground must have sunk into the wall.

Cangjun Lake's hand is not very light, but it is very heavy.

Chen Ping'an looked at the Lake Lord wearing a purple robe, smiled, raised his head and looked around, "Good place."

The Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, bowed in obeisance and said, "The Sword Immortal has come to visit my humble residence. The small mansion is full of brilliance."

Chen Ping'an clicked twice with the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "The main water temple of Shaoxi Canal. Once, you and I had a warm hand on Cangjun Lake and had a small fight. Another time, we used the Dragon Palace to gather heroes from all over the world and fight with others.

I, who is in the city, are discussing Taoism from a distance, once again. As the old saying goes, only three things can come true, and with this dragon girl who is upright and reasonable, this is already the fourth time, what should I do?"

Lake Lord Yinhou did not stand up straight, but raised his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "Whatever the Sword Immortal tells you to do, Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace will do it!"

The white-clothed sword immortal was noncommittal and said considerately: "Master Hu, don't be in a hurry. Wait until Master He Xiaoxian pulls out the sword. If he pulls out the sword, you will be dumbfounded again. Now let go of these cold allies."

The words from the heart will hinder your Dragon Palace from dividing the accounts afterwards, and you will lose a lot of money from the gods."

The Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, looked pitifully and said with a wry smile: "The Sword Immortal is funny."

Chen Pingan pointed his folding fan at the white-haired old man sitting next to He Lu, "It's your turn to step in to remedy the crisis. If you don't say anything to reassure people and turn the tide, it will be too late."

Ye Han sighed softly.

The old man who had just received the secret words of the city lord could neither sit nor stand for a moment.

In the end, he could only lose most of his energy and stand up bravely, "Then let me, an old guy who is half buried in the earth, dare to have a few words with the sword fairy?"

But in the main hall of the Dragon Palace, the sword immortal could only be heard whispering the word "what a pity", as if his expression was a bit unfinished?

The actions and words of the Sword Immortal are indeed unreasonable.

Yan Qing turned her head because the cute and innocent-looking Cui girl next to her was secretly tugging on her sleeve.

Yan Qing quietly stretched out a finger to signal this girl, who had always been arrogant in her teacher's sect, to keep quiet.

The girl smiled knowingly, nodded lightly, and communicated with Yan Qing through the ripples of her heart, "Sister Yan, he is practicing his mind a little. It's so weird, even I can only see it vaguely, like... a woodcutter.

My husband is cutting firewood and sharpening his knife first, but he seems to dislike the small number of us. The grindstone is not big enough. There is an outline of the city in the shadow. He is probably thinking about the countless people in the city... Anyway, it's probably

That's what I mean. This guy is really cunning. He used to take some stupid snakes to temper his body on Cangjun Lake, and now he's here again. Alas, Sister Yan, you know that I used to

I most admire the kind of swordsman that my second ancestor always talked about, but now I don’t dare to admire him anymore, I’m scared to death.”

Yan Qing only found it unbelievable and became more and more haggard.

This was a disordered state of mind that she had never experienced since she began to practice Taoism.
To be continued...