"It's the flying smoke talisman, the smoke is poisonous, be careful of your eyes."

In the smoke, someone shouted immediately.

But it's too late.

Someone immediately cried out:

"My eyes!"

...

"Protect the young master quickly!"

Outside the smoke, a young man standing shouted and rushed into the smoke.

But the smoke is so strong that it is hard to tell who it is so close. When you open your eyes and look carefully, your eyes are ruined.

This is a life-saving talisman that can escape even when facing the Demon King of the Foundation Establishment Stage. It is useless to deal with disciples such as the Fire Lotus Sect.

"With an assassin, come and protect me!"

A sharp voice sounded, just like the man who had been talking loudly before, claiming that the Huo Lian Sect was theirs. The man had already stood up and waved his hands in front of him with his hands randomly.

"Bang!"

He touched a person with his dancing hands, immediately grabbed the person, and shouted: "I am Zhou Ziyi from Jiantang, please protect me quickly."

Bang!

A crisp sound was a slap on Zhou Ziyi's face, followed by the cold sound.

"Those who are arrogant are just a waste."

"Ah, Ten Thousand Sword Art!"

Zhou Ziyi shouted, and then, a golden and red sword light burst out from his body and shot in all directions.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"ah!"

...

In the smoke, there was a sound of sharp air piercing the body and screams.

"Bitch."

Wang Mo couldn't help but curse, just now his body was directly pierced by the sudden burst of sword light and died.

Forget it, the problem is that the golden red sword light covers a wide range and is powerful. I am afraid that all the people entering the smoke will be injured or die directly under the attack of this sword light, regardless of the enemy.

"Hahahaha, I'll kill him." Zhou Ziyi laughed wildly.

"receive!"

A sound sounded, and all the smoke was suddenly pulled violently, but it flew into a flashing jade bottle. The jade bottle was held in the hands of a young man in brocade. Outside the young man's body, a small green tree was shrouded in the shadow of the young man.

He dyed his whole body, face, and hair a layer of green.

The two beautiful maids who were originally behind him had been killed for several times at this time; what made him even more angry was that in front of him, an inner disciple who broke in was killed by a sword light, and blood covered the stone table and the wine pot in the stone table.

His eyes stared at Zhou Ziyi coldly and said, "Idiot!"

Zhou Ziyi was stared at by his eyes, and felt a chill all over his body, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Sheng, I actually know what you senior brothers practiced family-born skills, so they can naturally block my Ten Thousand Swords Art.

Others, die.

There are some beautiful junior sisters in our sword hall. I will arrange it to send it to my senior brother tomorrow as an apology.”

"Remember your words!"

The young man in brocade clothes left with his sleeves.

Zhou Ziyi smiled awkwardly at the remaining people and said, "Several brothers, I'm impulsive, I won't know next time."

Then he said to Zhao Feitian: "Senior Brother Zhao, I got rid of that servant for you, you have to compensate me."

Zhao Feitian was also a little embarrassed. A red giant bear was floating around his body, and the magic power around him rolled and rose. Behind him, Wu Xiaohu and his two were injured, and blood was flowing out of their bodies.

Zhao Feitian also cursed the idiot inwardly, and said, "Junior Brother Zhou, you are really...be careful!"

"careful!"

The other people shouted together, staring at Zhou Ziyi's back at the same time. Then a fog of smoke emerged from behind Zhou Ziyi and enveloped him again.

"Ten Thousand Swords Art!"

Zhou Ziyi's scream sounded again, but then there was a loud noise.

"boom!"

A violent, terrifying explosion sounded from behind Zhou Ziyi, sweeping across the courtyard, and the violent flames flew up like mushroom clouds.

In the fire, figures flew up, some flew out from afar, and some turned into blood foam and disappeared into the air!

"stop!"

"presumptuous!"

A series of roars sounded from a distance, followed by a series of sounds flying, and then flew from the air.

Flying is the characteristic of a monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

A foundation-building monk came quickly. In addition to the ones on Xianyun Peak, there were also foundation-building monks from other peaks flying towards this place.

"The foundation-building monk took action."

"What the hell is going on?! Who took the action!"

"So presumptuous!"

"Calculate the losses and report the situation!"

"But someone died?"

A foundation-building monk asked in the air.

The people who were blown away by the explosion and the survivors gathered quickly one by one, and they were all in an extremely embarrassing situation.

"Report to all elders, the elders, junior brother Zhou Ziyi of Jiantang... he should have died, no one else died."

Many foundation-building monks gradually gathered in the cage, and the leader was an obese old man with white eyebrows.

This person is Zhao Ming, the great elder of the Gongfa Hall.

In the martial arts hall, the hall master has the highest status, followed by the great elder Zhao Ming.

Zhao Fa, the head of the martial arts hall, went into seclusion and attacked the Golden Dan realm for many years, and the martial arts hall has always been under the supervision of Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming frowned and said, "Zhou Ziyi of Jiantang is a little trouble. Feitian, what's going on? Who did it?"

"The elder, we can see clearly that it was Wang Mo's hand. Wang Mo is Wang Ying's brother. Half a year ago, Wang Ying brought it into the sect."

Zhao Ming's face turned cold: "When he entered the sect half a year ago, he had such strength. Could it be that other forces invaded my Fire Lotus Sect? Check it carefully, and Wang Ying's identity must also be investigated..."

Zhao Feitian was secretly happy. Judging from his previous momentum, Wang Mo would definitely not be able to escape death; but from this incident, he also pulled Wang Ying into the water, and he would not be afraid that she would cause trouble for her in the future.

But he didn't know that Wang Mo was standing one or two meters behind him, very close to him.

Wang Mo stood behind Zhao Feitian, under the noses of many foundation-building monks;

But none of these people could see him.

After the invisible effect of the power of time, it is still above Wang Mo's imagination.

Resisting the urge to take action against Zhao Feitian immediately, Wang Mo quietly watched the subsequent development of this matter.

Elders and disciples from various halls came constantly, and in the end, even the people from the Law Enforcement Hall were dispatched. The entire Fire Lotus Sect, except for a few peaks, knew about this.

The final conclusion is,

Although Wang Mo died, he was determined to be a traitor.

Her sister Wang Ying is currently participating in the assessment of true disciples. If the assessment is passed, this matter has nothing to do with her. If it fails, it will be strictly reviewed again.

In Wang Mo's true spirit space.

A large amount of causal power is like heavy snow falling from the sky, and the cover is like swelling, and it is quickly integrated into the stream transformed by causal power.

The stream is growing.

The causal power brought by this influence is comparable to Wang Mo's three years of daily practice!

He was approaching his first transformation of "Nine Turns True Spiritual Art" and made great strides.

...

"It's cheaper for you!"

In the exercise secret room, Zhao Feitian let out a strong sigh and calmed down his emotions.

Start practicing.

"Lava Bear Blasting!"

This is a technique that integrates fundamental skills, attack spells and defense spells. It was passed down from generation to generation by the Zhao family and is enough to practice until the Golden Pill realm.

Compared with ordinary disciples, every stage of improvement, they have to change their skills to practice.

The skills practiced by Zhao Feitian and other second-generation disciples are much stronger.

"Lava, blasting bear, blasting bear condenses its true body, lava rolls..."

Zhao Feitian said loudly, and the magic power in his body condensed and turned into a red giant bear figure, floating in the sky. At the feet of the giant bear, a pool of flowing hot lava began to emit heat.

Just at the critical moment when Zhao Feitian was practicing, a voice sounded faintly:

"What kind of lava-burning bear is this? Why do I look like a blind bear peeing?"
Chapter completed!