Ouyang Feng is tall, wearing white clothes, with a high nose and deep eyes, a brown-yellow face, a vigorous and vigorous look, his eyes are like a knife and a sword, as if he is about to make two holes in Wang Zhenting's body.

Wang Zhenting looked at the slowly walking saint of Jin Kingdom, and was careful about Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren.

Since these two people are the saint of the Jin Kingdom, they will never give up so easily.

Sure enough, just as the saint of the Jin Kingdom was a few steps away from Wang Zhenting, the two of them flashed and rushed towards Wang Zhenting almost at the same time.

A cold look flashed in Wang Zhenting's eyes, and his footsteps moved, and he appeared behind the saint of Jin Kingdom. Amid the crisp sound of swords, the Qingming Sword was unsheathed and turned into a blue light, like a dragon out of water, sweeping towards the two of them.

Before the sword arrived, the sequel sword energy changed slightly.

But these two were both top masters, and their bodies changed. They dodged Wang Zhenting's sword, slapped Wang Zhenting with one palm, and slapped Wang Zhenting.

At this moment, two sounds of breaking through the air came, and two bright steel beads shot towards the acupoints on their chests.

The two paused and slapped the steel balls very quickly.

"Bang!"

Two muffled sounds, the steel balls were slapped out by two people, and they penetrated several trees in a row.

Silently retracted the painful palm of his palm, and the two looked at Huang Yaoshi who had already held the hand of the saint of Jin Kingdom.

Huang Yaoshi nodded to Wang Zhenting, stood with him, and looked at Qiu Qianren and the others opposite him.

"Haha!" Ouyang Feng laughed and said, "Dongxie Huang Yaoshi! You finally appeared!"

"Ouyang Feng?" Huang Yaoshi said to Ouyang Feng with evil spirits in his eyes: "What? Do you also want to capture the Saint of the Jin Kingdom?"

"Ha!" Ouyang Feng chuckled, glanced at Qiu Qianren, and said, "My target is not the saint of the Jin Kingdom, it is you!"

"Hmm?" Huang Yaoshi was a little confused.

"I was defeated by Shangguan Jiannan back then. I practiced martial arts hard and sweared to defeat him!"

"Now, you killed him, I can only find you!"

After the words came, Ouyang Feng's body flashed slightly and suddenly appeared beside Huang Yaoshi. His hands and arms were like boneless poisonous snakes, attacking the vital points of Huang Yaoshi.

Huang Yaoshi's eyes flashed with a fierce look. He raised his hand to take Ouyang Feng's palms. Luoying Divine Sword Palm spread out with it, trembling with it, and shouted: "Zhenting, please help me see Aheng!"

The two of them had a quick body movement, and the fists and palms intersected. The collision of internal forces was like the sound of Thunder God, and the stirring air surrounded the two of them like a strong wind.

At this moment, the seven sons of Quanzhen, who were thrown away by Huang Yaoshi, finally caught up with him.

Seeing the seven people, a hint of joy flashed in Qiu Qianren's eyes, he pointed at Wang Zhenting and shouted: "Everyone from Quanzhen Sect, please help me take down this evil man who helped the evil and capture the saint of the Jin Kingdom!"

Looking at Wang Zhenting's back, a look of confusion flashed in Ma Yu and the seven others' eyes.

Why is this back... so familiar?

At this moment, Wang Zhenting turned around and smiled at the seven people.

"Uncle Master!" The seven people screamed in shock.

Uncle Master?

Qiu Qianren was a little stunned. How could he help him with this?

"You are here just right. I will try to play with him a few moves. The saint of Jin Kingdom, you will help me watch first."

After saying that, he blinked at the saint of Jin Dynasty who was also a little stunned beside him, and his figure unfolded, and rushed towards Qiu Qianren.

The body was ethereal, the sword light was like water. When the Qingming Sword made a move, the green sword light was like a spring rain, completely covering Qiu Qianren.

Qiu Qianren's face was solemn, and his body movements reached the extreme. A pair of iron palms and palms were fierce. A strange gas surrounded the palms, driving the air in front of him. He attacked from time to time. With the extremely fierce palm wind, a hole appeared in the blue sword light.

"bite!"

With a crisp sound, the Qingming Sword that stabbed Qiu Qianren was actually slapped in a curve by Qiu Qianren's hand, and even made a sound of gold and iron fighting. Qiu Qianren took the opportunity to approach Wang Zhenting and sent a palm to Wang Zhenting's chest.

"Oh!"

With a chuckle, the sword in Wang Zhenting's hand bent along the arc of the slapping, stabbing towards Qiu Qianren's back. The sword energy of the man on the sword made his back feel cold.

Qiu Qianren was shocked. He didn't want to exchange injuries with Wang Zhenting for injuries, or even for life. So he sided with his body, avoided the sword behind him, hit Wang Zhenting, and slapped out several palms.

"Boom, boom!"

The air vibrated, and the strong energy was like invisible palms lined up towards Wang Zhenting, each palm was enough to crush a hard rock.

A green light flashed, and a sharp sword energy flashed out from Wang Zhenting's sword, like a blue light, colliding with the opponent's invisible palm force.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the two shattered at the same time, and the scattered energy was like invisible nails, shattering the ground between the two.

"Ha!" Suddenly, a happy laugh came from Wang Zhenting's mouth.

The next moment, the sword in Wang Zhenting's hand shook gently, and the sword energy dissipated, like a storm, shooting towards Qiu Qianren, whose face changed drastically.

At this moment, Qiu Qianren actually felt something that scared him.

Sword Intention!

It was like the green sword light that was scattered towards him in front of him, which added a hint of agility, giving the sword energy a hint of water.

In an instant, the sword energy was pouring like a rainstorm, densely packed, and there was no way to avoid it!

Although Qiu Qianren was shocked, he was extremely powerful in martial arts and could be called a master of his generation, so he naturally would not wait for death.

He shouted angrily, his palms came out together, and the exquisite energy that had been entangled in his palms turned into a domineering and sharp palm print, rolling up dust and leaves, and slapped at the blue rainstorm with a rush of overwhelming seas.

At this moment, the blue rainstorm suddenly condensed, and blue sword lights condensed together in an instant, like an irresistible torrent, colliding with it.

"Boom, boom!"

Amid the terrifying roar, a figure that was like a fusion into the sword light, fell on Qiu Qianren's body like a green rainbow when the palm print collapsed.

"Puchi!"

A slight but unnegligible voice sounded. Qiu Qianren pressed his chest, his face quickly retreated with a pale face, and shouted: "Go!"

Hearing this, the people from the Iron Palm Gang left quickly with an ugly expression.

It was just the members of the Iron Palm Gang. The people present didn't care. It was just that Wang Zhenting found Chen Xuansheng inside.

Wang Zhenting smiled slightly but nodded at him when he looked at Chen Xuansheng with complicated but angry eyes.

The Iron Palm Gang left, and the people on the field immediately swept halfway.

In addition to Wang Zhenting and the people from Quanzhen Sect, only Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng and the people from Baituo Villa were left.

Just when Wang Zhenting defeated Qiu Qianren, Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng, who were indistinguishable from each other, ended with a loss of both sides.
Chapter completed!