Chapter five hundred and sixty-two the vice leader does not know whether to live or die
Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/ The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! At this time, Li Luo, who had extensive knowledge and extensive knowledge, spoke like a hundred and beautiful young people in the world.
"This old man who looks like living Zhong Kui is named Chi Yan, and he is the elder of the sword in Fanjing Immortal City. In other words, he is also the junior brother of the head of Fanjing Immortal City."
"This guy is like the elder Jiuxiao of the Immortal Valley, and he is also obsessed with martial arts practice. He also reached the realm of a true immortal some time ago, becoming one of the few masters in the entire world of immortal cultivation."
"Because the skills he practiced were mainly fire-type magic, he often wore a red robe to contrast with his magic."
"Then what is the little sister behind him?"
"Is it just someone who holds a sword for him?" Tian Jun asked while staring at the little girl in red, as if her interest in her was far beyond that of Chi Yan in the realm of the true immortal.
Li Luo answered without changing his expression: "This little girl is named Wu Hong. She looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, but she is quite a bit of a young age."
"Since he was three years old, he has been practicing in Fan Jingxiandu. He has been in the middle stage of Lingxian. He is currently ranked fourth among the younger generation of masters in the Immortal Cultivation World, second only to the closed disciple Ling Ziru, the Holy Master of Kunlun, as well as the Saint of Qingmu Palace, Fairy Tan Yuan and the Great Disciple of Guixu Palace. Moreover, she is the youngest person on the list of the top ten young masters in the Immortal Cultivation World."
"So judging from her natural posture, she is not inferior to Ling Ziru and Tan Yuan at all. In time, she will definitely be one of the outstanding representatives of the entire immortal cultivation world."
Tianjun nodded with envy, his eyes still staring at Wu Hong's back that had already gone away.
Since it is only 2:30 and there is still half an hour to officially conduct the auction process, I can only listen to Li Luo to analyze the situation of the visitor one by one.
During this period, four or five groups of people passed, but because they were all small people, Li Luo did not introduce them carefully. He just sat next to me with a smile and continued to observe the movements of the audience.
"Ye Sheng, the deputy leader of the Star Demon Cult, is here!"
"The master of Luoxia Valley is here!"
The loud voice of the host's celebrating reached my ears and hit my heart at the first time. What he just said was the Star Demon Sect?
Oh my God, the people from the Star Demon Sect also participated in the sword shooting conference?
I couldn't wait to look at Xueyan, and then looked at the entrance of the corridor with a curious attitude.
A man who looked extremely tall and stout walked out with two strange-looking guys. One meter behind him was another middle-aged man who looked very elegant and dressed in a long ancient costume robe. This person must be the master of Luoxia Valley, Ziqing Sanren.
Maybe it was the first time I saw such a big scene. The two fat and thin guys behind the thick man actually shouted rudely: "Wow, Deputy Master, this scene is so grand. Today we must take the opportunity to show off the reputation of the two evil spirits of the White Stone!"
The strong man, the deputy leader Ye Sheng, laughed and turned around and responded loudly: "It's not just your two evil spirits in the White Stone, but more importantly, it's the power of my Star Demon Sect..."
"Please give it up!"
The middle-aged man in the long dress behind him suddenly urged softly. The low and powerful voice made people feel like spring breeze, just like his pleasing appearance.
"What to give?"
"The road is so wide, you won't go around it yourself!" Assistant leader Ye Sheng asked without hesitation, and at the same time, he looked at Ziqing, the master of Luoxia Valley with contempt.
Ziqing just smiled casually and still argued: "This is the aisle, you shouldn't stay for too long."
"I want to stay for as long as I want..."
Slap.
Before the thinner man among the two evil spirits of the White Stone had finished speaking, he had already been slapped twice on the face, and he suddenly had a look of Venus.
When I saw the person who suddenly took action, it was Wu Hong, the little girl who had just followed Chi Yan.
I didn't expect that this little guy was young and his attack speed was so fast that I couldn't reach it.
Ye Sheng did not expect that in such a big occasion, someone would dare to teach his men a lesson. Although these two palms hit Bai Shi's double evil spirits, he was the one who was really slapped in the face!
After all, as the deputy leader of the Star Demon Sect, he was at least one person in the western Hunan area. At this time, he was actually seeing his subordinates being taught a lesson. Such a shameful thing is even more unacceptable than being slapped in the face.
Of course, the most deadly person is the one who takes action, he is actually a little girl with no hair in her hair!
"Uncle Ziqing, why are you here now?"
The little girl Wu Hong asked coquettishly, then pounced on Ziqing's arms like a little bird, and pulled her up.
Ziqing gently stroked Wu Hong's forehead and whispered: "Little guy, there are so many uncles and brothers and sisters here watching. Are you not shy?"
"Hmph, I ignore you." Wu Hong pretended to be angry and wanted to break free from Ziqing's arms.
Ziqing took the opportunity to put her down, then stared at the deputy leader Ye Sheng, and said coldly: "Where are you crazy dogs you came out of? This is not the place where you can withdraw your splash."
Ye Sheng's subordinates were just taught a lesson by the little girl on the spot, and their stomachs were already full of depression. Now they heard Ziqing call him a mad dog.
He didn't care about his identity immediately, but just hooked his five fingers in a slightest voice and grabbed Ziqing's heart. Looking at his fierce appearance, he was afraid that if he wanted to get a black tiger to death, he would kill Ziqing.
But this time he really miscalculated.
Maybe it's okay for their Star Demon Sect to bully ordinary people in the western Hunan region, but when they reach the territory of the cultivation world, Ye Sheng is just a small deputy leader, even if all the people from the sect come together, they will still be destroyed by others if they don't have a stick of incense.
act recklessly!
Ziqing stood there and snorted coldly, waved his right arm as a sword gently, and suddenly a sharp sword energy emerged from his fingers, roaring towards Ye Sheng's claw heart.
Judging from the attitude of Ye Sheng, he should be a person who is more capable of practicing kung fu from outsiders, and may even have practiced qigong with a golden bell cover and an iron cloth shirt.
But with his martial power, he may still bully the people in our western Hunan area, but in front of many great masters in the world of immortal cultivation, he really can't even be considered a nonsense.
So before he even figured out how Ziqing made a move, he felt a pain in the palm of his left hand. His entire palm was suddenly stabbed by the sword energy of the ridge. The transparent hole was probably three centimeters in size.
Chapter completed!