"Oops!"

Seeing this scene, Zhan Huayue's pretty face changed and her fingertips turned white.

These people were not just cats and dogs, but men who were no less powerful than her father, and even a bit stronger.

Although Xu Dong's combat power is incredible, he is not even in the Hong realm. How can he resist it?

Seeing that the young man in black was about to be swallowed up by the tide of offensive.

But at this moment, a sound of thunder from the sky came from the end of the sky.

"Boom!"

"Who dares to act wild in our Golden Crow Hall!"

After the thunder, there was an angry shout.

The rage is raging!

Even when facing the top leaders of the three sects, he remained fearless.

Liu Hongyun was secretly worried, but when she heard this voice, her eyes suddenly lit up with joy.

The other people in Jinwutang also looked shocked and jumped for joy.

"The hall master is here!"

"The hall master has finally arrived. I was scared to death just now!"

The eyes of Murong Hai and others suddenly turned cold, and then they looked at each other, and they all withdrew their magical powers with a tacit understanding.

They naturally don't look down on Liu Hongyun, who is just a mere person.

But now it is Master Qingxuan from Jinwu Hall.

Master Qingxuan is not only the hall master, but also the Golden Crow envoy of the main hall.

There are nine Golden Crow envoys in the main hall, and each of them is a master at the peak of the Hong Realm. In addition to handling the trivial matters of the main hall, they also sit in charge and suppress the little ones.

Moreover, from a certain perspective, Qingxuan Zhenren represents the face of Jinwutang.

They have to give me this face.

"Whoosh!"

Soon, Master Qingxuan arrived in front of everyone.

He was dressed in green clothes, about forty or fifty years old, with a three-inch green beard on his chin, and his whole person had an ethereal aura.

"Qingxuan, you want to stop me from waiting?" Mo Zhenzi glanced sideways at Qingxuan and said lightly.

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Qingxuan walked forward with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "The Golden Crow Hall here has been established for thousands of years. There have been eight hall masters. I am the ninth. I have been here for nearly a hundred years. During this period, there was peace and harmony in all directions.

, this has never happened before.”

"What? Do your three sects want to rebel? Do you dare to break into my Golden Crow Hall?"

His words were light, but filled with a sense of pride.

As a top force, Jinwutang, even if its combat power is not that powerful, is definitely not comparable to that of cats and dogs.

A mere Guiming sect, the master of the late Caihong realm cultivation is the same as him.

As for the head of the Golden Crow Hall, his cultivation level is impressively at the Zhou level.

In front of Zhou Jie, even a hundred people in the later stage of the Hong Realm are no match for him.

Mo Zhenzi snorted coldly, "Qingxuan! Don't use your strong words to reason!"

"It was you, the worshiper of the Golden Crow Hall, who killed the people first, and then we forced our way in!"

"Why do we, the worshipers of Jinwu Hall, kill people?"

Qingxuan already learned some things on the way here.

He glanced at Xu Dong, and then said calmly, "You three disciples, how arrogant and arrogant you are usually are, I don't need to say more, right?"

"If they hadn't wanted to kill Xu Chongfeng, would Xu Chongfeng have taken action and killed them instead?"

"Haha, after gathering so many people, we ended up being wiped out. Our skills are inferior to others, and we can't afford to come here to settle the score. You three sects, why don't you show any dignity!"

This was said so impolitely that the onlookers secretly smacked their lips when they heard it.

Looking at the entire land, only Qingxuan dared to say such words to Murong Hai and the others.

"Old man Qingxuan, do you think we are really afraid of you?"

Elder Wantu's expression suddenly turned gloomy and he shouted angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Qingxuan suddenly took a step forward and shouted, "You three sects had better leave Jinwu Hall immediately, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

"Qingxuan, do you really want to risk offending our three sects to protect this kid? Is he worth it?"

Mo Zhenzi said in a cold voice, "Although he is a treasurer, your Golden Crow Hall should not be short of treasurers, right?"

Jinwutang is the number one force in refining weapons, and is as famous as the Medicine God Valley for alchemy. Items that are rare in the outside world are rare among them.

Hearing this, Qingxuan's lips turned the same and he said lightly, "This Xu Chongfeng is not only a treasure lord, but also an alchemy lord."

His authority is very large, enough to view Xu Dong's information.

On the way here, Qingxuan knew everything about Xu Dong's situation, including the fact that he helped Zhan practice the Tianchen Pill.

Therefore, even if Xu Dong's cultivation level is not high, in addition to his terrifying talents in alchemy and weapon refining, Jinwutang is enough to hold down the bargaining chip for him.

"What? He's still an alchemist?"

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar on the field.

All the monks looked at Xu Dong with great surprise, their faces full of disbelief, and their eyes full of jealousy.

Murong Hai, Wan Tu and others also looked ugly.

A noble person is not terrible.

But this statue is still an Alchemy Master, and he has amazing martial arts talent.

Three realms, almost monsters, this is really terrifying!

Looking across the entire Posuo Prefecture, one cannot find such a genius.

Even after Xu Dong was promoted to the Hong Realm, the so-called true disciples such as Li Xiao would all step aside.

"This son cannot be kept!"

"Otherwise, if we wait for him to grow up, our three sects will be in constant trouble."

Elder Wan Tu narrowed his eyes, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his face.

> Murong Hai and Mo Zhenzi also looked gloomy, with murderous intentions in their hearts.

"Okay, okay!"

"Qingxuan, since you refuse to give in, let's meet Zhenzhang!"

After saying this, Murong Hai took a step forward and waved his hand.

He actually took action directly!

Then he saw a small, crystal-clear sword flying out of Murong Hai's sleeved robe.

As soon as the sword reached the air, it immediately turned into a surge of blood.

Surprisingly, it is not a real flying sword, but made of condensed blood and energy.

"Whoosh!"

The blood energy streaked across the sky and rumbled away in the direction of Qingxuan.

The void suddenly boiled, and everything within a radius of ten miles was filled with terrifying blood.

Murong Hai is a powerful person in the late Hong Realm, so this move is naturally no small matter and has the power to reach the heaven and the earth.

Some monks with low cultivation levels immediately turned pale and felt that the blood in their whole bodies was stirring, and they were faintly about to leave their bodies.

Even Zhan Huayue, who has a Hong realm cultivation level, is like a sand gull in the storm, swaying in the face of such coercion.

Qingxuan, however, showed no fear on his face.

He smiled scornfully and said, "In the ordinary late stage of Hong Realm, I really can't beat you Murong Hai, but in my case, you Murong Hai can't!"

After saying that, he waved his long sleeves and saw a stream of ice-cold air pouring out like a dragon, heading straight towards the river of blood.

Before the cold air arrived, a sheet of frost condensed in the air.

When many monks saw this, they were all panicked!

It is said that Qingxuan has practiced an extremely exquisite magical method of ice attribute, and can freeze thousands of miles with just a move of his hand.

Looking at this mighty power now, it is indeed well-deserved!

"Boom!"
Chapter completed!