With a "swish", a round wheel flashed out from the figure's fingers, and it rose sharply and turned into dozens of feet in size. At the same time, it was rotating and cutting towards the two giant palms.

Amid the two "boom boom" sounds, the huge palms shot by Xiaoxiang Haihu and Nangong Ximen scattered into light under the cutting of this huge wheel.

Then the figure fell down in the scene, five hundred feet away from the Nascent Soul monks of the Nine Dings Sect.

When Yi Qiu saw it, his eyes couldn't help but shrink. This person was Qin Huan, the father of Qin Dan!

Then more than ten figures emerged from behind Qin Huan, but a group of Nascent Soul cultivators from Xuanjian Sect came to Qin Huan.

"What does Senior Brother Qin mean?" Xiaoxiang Haihu said in a deep voice.

Tang Aotian said lightly: "Does the junior brothers of Xuanjian Sect not take my Nine Ding Sect to heart? Even the **** of this sect dares to destroy it, so don't want to leave here, right?"

As soon as this said, Wan Xiu's head fluctuated, and then amid a buzzing sound, a huge forbidden light cover covered the entire peak of fortune like a bowl.

Feeling the aura of this restricted scent, all cultivation was involuntarily changing their face.

With the sound of squeaks, figures swept into the field at the same time, and then gathered in the field.

Seeing this, Shi Nian shook slightly and then arrived behind Nangong Ximen. After a cold look at Yi Qiu, a gloating look flashed in his eyes, and then took out a pill with two colors and took it.

Qin Huan glanced at Xiaoxiang Haihu, then looked at Yi Qiu, and shouted: "Where did you get your armor?"

Yi Qiufen clearly felt that Mo Wen stared at Qin Huan behind him, and at the same time, Wen Renxiang was watching not far from him.

Xiaoxiang Haihu said lightly: "Senior Brother Qin doesn't take me seriously? Not only did he make things difficult for the young disciple, he also didn't answer my questions. Could it be that you think that you can do this with a mysterious treasure in your hand?"

Qin Huan looked at Xiaoxiang Haihu, his eyes were already half red: "Junior Brother Xiaoxiang, please inform me where Yi Qiu got this armor from."

"Hmph, for the sake of a mere armor, he actually dared to destroy our sect ****, and even fought with our sect juniors in front of Wan Xiu. You can stay here!" Lei Hong shouted.

Then a thunderclap sounded, and a thunderclap in the sky immediately slashed at Qin Huan.

Judging from this appearance, if Qin Huan was struck by this lightning, of course, he would not be spared.

Seeing Lei Hong take action, Qin Huan snorted coldly, snorted out the wheel in his hand, facing the thunder that struck down.

At the same time, he made gestures with both hands to control the Xuantian wheel.

With a shocking sound of "Boom...", the seemingly powerful Xuantian Wheel fell down under the thunder.

Seeing this, the faces of the Yuanying cultivators of Xuanjian Sect changed. Seeing Lei Hong’s two fingers, thunder lightning, as if he wanted to control the thunder attack again, a figure flashed in front of Qin Huan, and one of them said anxiously: “Junior Brother Lei, wait, this is a misunderstanding!”

When Lei Hong saw this person appear, his eyes shrank slightly, he pinched his hands with one hand, pointed to the void, and thunder dragons appeared and disappeared above his head.

"Misunderstanding? Brother Qi, I'm afraid that's not the case?" Lei Hong controlled the thunder power above his head and said to the person in front of him.

The monk surnamed Qi smiled and said, "Junior Brother Lei should put away his thunder-suppressing rod..."

"Senior Brother Qi has explained it clearly. If you don't release the thunder-suppressing needle in front of Senior Brother Qi, I am not your opponent in Senior Brother!" Lei Hong said.

Xiaoxiang Haihu said: "Senior Brother Qi, as the lord of Xuanbao Palace, you are also the lord of Xuanjian Sect. If you don't give me an explanation, I haven't taken action for many years, and you all seem to have forgotten me..."

The senior brother surnamed Qi changed his expression slightly, and he looked at the people who protected Yi Qiu.

Xiaoxiang Haihu, Nangong Ximen, Tang Aotian, Lei Hong, the monk surnamed Mo, who has the same cultivation as himself, is the master of the Mo family...

Not to mention the restrictions everywhere, even these people are not easy to defeat.

Qin Huan took a few deep breaths, seemed to calm down, and said to Xiaoxiang Haihu: "Junior Brother Xiaoxiang, although your disciple Yi Qiu's protective armor has changed, it is actually the child's natal armor Xuan Moujia..."

"ah……"

More than a hundred Nascent Soul monks couldn't help but be shocked. No wonder, it turned out that the armor on Yi Qiu was from someone else's son!

At the same time, these more than a hundred Yuanying monks also knew about the death of Qin Huan’s son. Could it be that Yi Qiu did it?

Immediately, they all looked at Yi Qiu.

A few colors flashed in Wenrenxiang's eyes. Just as she was about to speak, Xiaoxiang Haihu laughed wildly.

After a while, Xiaoxiang Haihu said: "Senior Brother Qin, so what if this armor belongs to your son? Destroy my sect ****, and I have to give me an explanation to Jiuding Sect no matter what!"

"Not bad!" Tang Aotian said coldly, but after taking a look at Yi Qiu's angry dragon armor, his eyes couldn't help but fluctuate.

Qin Huan said: "Senior Brother Tang, it was not because his junior brother deliberately destroyed the noble sect. It was just that his junior brother thought about the child and just wanted to control it for a while..."

"Senior Brother Tang, as my junior brother Xuanjian to your sect, this time, I will offer three top-grade magic weapons and one top-grade magic weapon as a plea for the sake of apologizing!" said the monk surnamed Qi suddenly.

"Ah, three top-grade magic weapons and one top-grade magic weapon? I heard it right?" Wan Xiu was shocked. Many people looked at the more than ten Yuanying cultivators of Xuanjian Sect and couldn't help but envy them on their faces.

"This Senior Qi is the leader of Xuanjian Sect. He has a title outside, Senior Qibao. I heard that even Xuantian Treasure will carry several pieces with him!"

"No way? Xuantian Treasure? Carry several pieces?"

"What do you know? This Xuanjian Sect is a major weapon refining sect, and even the Xuantian treasure can be refined. What are the few Xuantian treasures to this Qibao Senior?"

"Yes, senior brother said..."

The monks outside were talking in a low voice, and even the hundreds of Nascent Soul monks heard this, their eyes were filled with envy.

Tang Aotian laughed: "Senior Brother Qibao's move is indeed extraordinary. He just wants to take over this matter with just a few magic weapons. If this is true, how can the fellow practitioners in the world think of my Nine Ding Sect?"

The Master Xuanjian also laughed: "Junior Brother Qin offended Guizong in an anxious mood. Senior Brother, I will apologize to Guizong on behalf of Junior Brother Qin!"

After speaking, he actually knelt down to Tang Aotian as the leader of the Xuanjian Sect.

Tang Aotian's expression changed, and he hurriedly helped the monk named Qi up and said, "Senior brother is the leader of the sect. How noble is his identity? How can he be like this?"

The monk surnamed Qi stood up and said with a smile: "My junior brother offended the sect, senior brother, I..."

"Some trivial things, haha, Junior Brother Qin is also thinking about his own son, right?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"Junior Brother Qin just took action to break through this small ban. What's the big deal? What's more, Senior Brother Qi, you apologize as the sect leader, and this matter will be revealed."

Tang Aotian was talking with this monk with a surname named Qi as the sect leader, but naturally a group of monks of the same level did not interrupt.

The two of them laughed loudly, and Tang Aotian suddenly looked at Nangong Ximen: "Junior Brother Nangong, how did Yi Qiu get this magic weapon of Xuanjian Sect? Please explain it!"
Chapter completed!