This "demon" naturally refers to Yan Wushi.

Chen Qiao was a Taoist sect leader, but he fell into hang out with a "devil" like Yan Wushi. In the eyes of others, he was naturally degenerate.

But Yan Wushi, who was regarded as the leader of the Demon Sect by the Jianghu Sect, was the crown prince's young master personally named by the emperor. Pu Liurujian frowned slightly. Before Chen Qiao answered, he said, "Mr. Li is very capable and Jian admires it very much, but those with high talent should be more humble. Mr. Chen is in poor health and has never offended you. You are so aggressive and seem to have lost the style of a famous sect!"

Li Qingyu glanced at Pu Liurujian, kept silent, but did not stop for a long time, and turned around and left.

Su Wei stopped him, bowed to him first, and then said loudly: "Today's birthday party was defeated by an uninvited guest. All of them were the fault of the Su family. Thank you for standing up and helping each other for your righteous help. My brother was injured and had to give up the banquet halfway. Wei here to apologize to you and hold another banquet again. Please forgive me."

No one expected what happened today, so naturally everyone would not blame the master's family. Instead, they comforted him. Some nobles from the aristocratic families who were close to the Su family even discussed with him the matter of complaining to the emperor.

Some guests said goodbye one after another, while Li Qingyu was invited by Mrs. Qin's maid to heal and rest.

Pu Liurujian said to Chen Qiao: "Brother Chen, let's leave too?"

Chen Qiao nodded, but before he could speak, the incident had already happened!

"Just just left, I remembered a way. If you refuse to hand over Yuanxiong and his wife, I will invite the old lady to visit first. It depends on whether you think your mother is important or your cousin is important!"

The sound came from far to near, but it seemed to be ringing in everyone's ears, which was extremely clear. This ability to bind sounds into lines is a little harder than transmitting sounds into secrets.

The two brothers Su Wei and Su Qiao changed their faces. The former had no power to tie a chicken, and were purely literary officials. The latter had just suffered a defeat under Duan Wenyang and could not move his right hand at all. At this time, he couldn't care much, so he jumped into the direction of his mother.

But before he could get close, the man suddenly flew out in the opposite direction and landed heavily on the ground. Others couldn't even see how he was injured!

Duan Wenyang returned, no one expected it.

But when they left, they did not agree to give up asking for Yuanxiong and his wife. It can be seen that they had planned it for a long time and did not go far.

At such a critical moment, it is useless to scold him for not keeping his trustworthy, despicable and shameless. Whether it is the world or the court, or even the world's general trend, it is nothing more than the prey of the weak. The strong are kings, and who has the final say who has the biggest fists.

So just as Su Qiao flew out, Li Qingyu, Dou Yanshan, Xie Xiang and others all took action in an attempt to stop Duan Wenyang.

These people are all top-notch experts in the world today. Even if they are still a little far apart from the top ten in the world, the distance will not be too great. Like Li Qingyu, they may be qualified to be among the top ten. They just fought alone, and he may be slightly inferior to Duan Wenyang, but now the few people are taking action together, and there is no reason to fail.

But they miscalculated.

Duan Wenyang did not go to capture Mrs. Qin, but changed the target halfway and went straight to Su Wei!

Mrs. Qin was a disciple of Hulujiu in the past year. Even if she had not taken action for many years, her martial arts skills would definitely not be much worse. Su Wei was different. This Meiyang County Duke was a real scholar and could not do anything at all. Duan Wenyang's movements were straightforward and neat, without any hesitation. It can be seen that he had a good idea in his heart, and just a fake move just now.

Everyone was slowing down half a beat, and was blocked by the other party's robe sleeve for a moment. When they were about to take action, Duan Wenyang's five fingers had barely touched Su Wei's neck. Even the gods of Daluo could not hurry to rescue them.

Su Qiao couldn't help but scream: "Brother!"

Mrs. Qin's face changed drastically and she said sternly: "Don't hurt my son!"

Duan Wenyang suddenly exclaimed.

It was not because of the scolding of Su Qiao and Mrs. Qin, nor because of Li Qingyu and others who arrived in time.

A bamboo stick stretched out from nowhere and stood in front of him.

Duan Wenyang subconsciously reached out to push it away, but the other party could always slide away, like a loach, making it difficult to focus. The true energy spreads with the movement of the bamboo stick, layer by layer, although it is not domineering, but long and powerful, forcing Duan Wenyang to give up Su Wei for a while and focus on dealing with this sudden opponent.

When he saw clearly who his opponent was, this surprised feeling was almost overflowing his face.

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Chen Qiao still closed his eyes slightly, his face calm. To outsiders, the bamboo stick in his hand was as he wanted, as if he could knock wherever he wanted, without any rules.

But such an unruly fighting style made Duan Wenyang dare not be careless. His expression was even more solemn than when he fought with Li Qingyu just now. The two of them had fought more than a hundred moves in a blink of an eye, from the ground to the roof, and from the roof to the trees. Their body was erratic, the light and shadow were uncertain, sometimes gentle and sometimes sharp. They fought each other incredibly fast, and those with a little less martial arts could not recognize each move one by one.

And it seems that so far, Chen Qiao has shown no sign of falling behind.

Taking advantage of Duan Wenyang's time to pay attention to them, the Su family quickly stepped forward to protect Su Wei. Su Qiao asked someone to send his mother and brother back to the inner room, but he endured the pain and stayed outside.

Everyone became more surprised the more they looked at it. The one who was most surprised was Duan Wenyang.

Chen Qiao did not have an attack under the ridicule and sigh of Duan Wenyang and Li Qingyu before. Everyone thought it was normal, because not only Duan Wenyang, but even others felt that Chen Qiao had reached this situation and was actually nearly half-destroyed. His reputation could be reshaped, but it was difficult to restore his martial arts. A person without martial arts cannot gain a foothold in the world. If he can only rely on others to protect him, no matter how powerful the person who protects him is, he is a waste in the eyes of others, and everyone has the qualification to look down on him.

But it was such a "borrow man" who did something that even most people present could not do - he not only stopped Duan Wenyang, but also could barely tie the opponent.

Many people couldn't help but think in their hearts: the head of Xuandu Mountain is the head of Xuandu Mountain after all. Even though the title of the world's No. 1 Sect is so popular, there is not no reason for Chen Qiao to become the heir of Qi Fengge.

But then again, if he could be comparable to Duan Wenyang, how could he lose to Kun Xie before and end up like that? Is there something else in it?

The chaotic thoughts swept through everyone's minds, and more people watched the two of them fight in a hurry, fearing that they would miss it, but they felt that it was wonderful, no less than Li Duan's fight just now.

Chen Qiao in the battle circle is not as relaxed as outsiders imagine.

In fact, Duan Wenyang is indeed very strong, and his martial arts are indeed above Kunxie, so this cannot be faked.

The reason why Chen Qiao could last for so long was that he had the five successful powers to base his foundation, and the other was that Duan Wenyang had indeed suffered a little injury when he fought with Li Qingyu before. Third, Xuandu Mountain's martial arts were secretly combined with Xuanmen Bagua, Ziwei Doushu, and even the stars of the heavens. It was incredible. Duan Wenyang had never been in contact with him, so he would inevitably lose the opportunity and be surrounded.

Outsiders looked at the flowers, Duan Wenyang whipped one whip after another, and the whip was like thunder and thunder, and the domineering and powerful true energy was imposed on Shen Qiao's head one by one with the whip shadow, causing his pressure to be one after another, like fragile porcelain, although it was beautiful, it was about to collapse and vulnerable.

With a bang, the sound of the bamboo stick breaking into two pieces came. Li Qingyu immediately threw the Mid-Autumn Water Sword at Chen Qiao: "Let's go!"

Chen Qiao listened to the sound and identified the position, but he didn't turn his head. He reached out and took it steadily. The sword energy swung, and it was not biased, just slashing from the opponent's nine-fold whip shadow across the sky.

In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the earth broke, and the valleys fought for the flow, breaking the dike, and leaving, with no more power!

Duan Wenyang's face changed slightly, and he had to let go and retreat. The whip shadow disappeared instantly, replaced by a white light.

This white light is not a sword energy, just because it is invisible and material, and there is no sense of true energy. It floats like a soft ribbon, but it follows like a shadow, as if it has its own consciousness, and goes straight to Duan Wenyang, chasing him and not letting go for a moment.

"What is this? Is it also a sword energy?" Zhan Ziqian couldn't help but speak in surprise.

"No, it's the sword intent." The answer was his junior brother Xie Xiang.

Zhan Ziqian: "Why is it different from what Li Qingyu used just now?"

Xie Xiang: "Li Qingyu is an invisible sword intent, but this is an invisible sword intent."

Zhan Ziqian: "Invisible is better than tangible, so is Li Qingyu better?"

Xie Xiang: "The sword intent is originally invisible, how can there be the theory that invisible is better than tangible? If you can cultivate the tangible sword intent, it means that this person has obtained the essence of swordsmanship and is not far from the realm of sword heart!"

Zhan Ziqian suddenly realized that he had a great impression of Chen Qiao and suddenly rose from favor to worship.

Duan Wenyang retreated dozens of steps, but the white sword intent seemed weak and boneless, but it did not reduce its edge at all. He refused to let go, and seemed to have to insist on getting involved with him before he could stop.

The tail of the whip met the sword intent. This whip made of the skin of the South China Sea crocodile and dozens of medicinal materials was actually cut off by the sword intent!

Duan Wenyang's face changed slightly, and the wind slapped the sword intent. In an instant, it seemed like clouds rising from the cliff, and the river was running across the river, and the water and sky met. The vast color turned into chaos, making people rise from nowhere!

The huge waves turned into substance and rushed towards all directions. Everyone saw them changed their colors and retreated. After waiting several steps, they realized that the waves were not real waves, but residual sword intent like waves.

Everyone came to their senses, but they still felt the cold water vapor on their faces, and thus they realized the power of the sword intent.

Zhan Ziqian felt it interesting and couldn't help but wipe it on his face. Naturally, there was nothing on his hand, but Xie Xiang said to him: "This is because his physical sword intent has not been achieved yet. If the physical sword intent reaches the realm of transformation, it is difficult to ensure that the bystanders will not be hurt by it."

Zhan Ziqian has always admired the junior brother's views. Hearing this, he asked: "I looked at his internal energy and true energy that seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with the sword intent. What's going on?"

Xie Xiang nodded, his eyes still on the court: "He should be suffering from an old disease, and his internal strength is not as good as before. Even if he practices sword intent, he cannot exert the best state of sword intent. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long."
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