The moment the purple light appeared, the two deputy leaders of the Tianyin Sect, who had not appeared before, also rushed up from the hut!
"I didn't expect that the great poet Du Fu, who could not be found in the whole world, would actually become a slave of Qingfeng Pavilion!"
One of the assistant church masters was in mid-air, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The warriors who were secretly watching were still guessing about Lao Du's identity, but he was already sure that Lao Du was the fifth Ninth Grade, Poet Saint Du Fu.
A few months ago, Yibo Tower suddenly emerged.
He was ordered by the leader to find the Poet Saint and wanted to recruit the Poet Saint to the Tianyin Sect, so he naturally inquired about a lot of information about the Poet Saint.
Except for the slight difference in appearance between the old man in front of him and the rumored poet saint, the other characteristics are consistent.
"Noisy!"
When Lao Du saw the deputy leader of the Tianyin Sect appeared, he didn't stop and took action again.
Bang!
In the flash of lightning, the two deputy leaders stepped back together.
Compared with the eight Yamas, the two of them were obviously stronger, but they retreated without being injured.
"Hahaha, Poet Saint! As a ninth-grade master, what does it mean to bully a group of eighth-grade masters? You have the ability to compete with me!"
Buzz!
Just when the retreating masters of the Tianyin Sect made some adjustments and planned to face Lao Du again, a purple light appeared in the air.
The figure flashes,
It is none other than the leader of Tianyin Sect, Yang Guoxiao!
"snort!"
Lao Du snorted coldly and took action again.
boom!
Two rays of purple light met in mid-air, making a loud noise and causing huge dust.
When the dust disperses,
An old man in purple robe was already standing on the opposite side of Lao Du.
Behind the old man, except for the seriously injured King Qin Guang who could not stand up again, the rest of the group, Yan Luo and the two deputy leaders, were already standing behind the leader.
and,
The last two Yamas also flew out of the darkness.
At this point, all the top masters of Tianyin Sect have appeared.
.......
"He is really a poet! Tsk, tsk, tsk, no wonder the Tianyin Sect didn't act rashly before, but instead set up such a big plan."
"The leader of the Tianyin Sect has also appeared! The battle between the two ninth-grades is inevitable. It's really fun! It's really fun... This trip to the Western Capital was not in vain."
"I'm really curious now, how could a great poet become a slave and stand up for Qingfeng Pavilion."
"Who knows, we can't guess what the boss is thinking."
secretly,
The warriors couldn't help but swallowed when they heard that the deputy leader of the Tianyin Sect revealed his identity as an old man.
This time they were not too surprised.
After all, a ninth-grade person can already determine the identity of the Poet Saint with 70% to 80% certainty.
What they were curious about was what charm could a mediocre Qingfeng Pavilion have that could attract a person like the Poet Sheng.
Does Zhu Cang, the master of Qingfeng Pavilion, really have such a charming personality?
It shouldn't be possible!
Looking at the entire world, there are many warriors who are happier and more loyal than Zhu Cang.
While enjoying themselves, many warriors also began to deduce the next situation.
Just now, two purple lights met in mid-air, and they were equally divided. It was difficult to tell which one was stronger and which one was weaker.
"Now let's see if there are any more masters in Qingfeng Pavilion? If there are no more masters in Qingfeng Pavilion... Once the Poet Saint is restrained, the gang members of Qingfeng Pavilion will still be dead. The leader of Tianyin Sect is a ninth-grade warrior.
On the same level as the Poet Saint."
"There should be!"
"Wait! Since there is a poet saint in Qingfeng Pavilion, there will never be no masters again."
"Our family thinks so too."
.......
However,
Guesses were just guesses after all. After a while, the Qingfeng Pavilion master that the various warriors were expecting did not appear.
Lao Du was already alone, fighting against more than a dozen opponents.
"I have admired the name of the Poet Saint for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be so conceited. If you want to save people, only one Poet Saint is not enough! If there are others, please shout them out."
In mid-air, Yang Guoxiao glanced at King Qin Guang in the distance, who was struggling to get up and want to heal his wounds. His voice suddenly turned cold.
Once upon a time, I tried hard to recruit the Poet Saint so that the Tianyin Sect could become the number one force in the Tang Dynasty.
However, fate plays tricks on people,
A few months later, the Poet Saint actually became the Tianyin Sect's greatest enemy.
But accidents are accidents. Now that they have faced each other, there is no possibility of reconciliation. It is best to use the strength of the whole religion to keep Shisheng and Qingfeng Pavilion in Kaoshan Village forever.
now,
Yang Guoxiao also did not believe that there was only one poet saint in Qingfeng Pavilion.
Who is the poet?
As long as he opens his mouth, there will be no shortage of experts in Qingfeng Pavilion.
"It's not up to you to decide whether it's enough or not!"
Lao Du also glanced at Zhu Cang, who had sealed his luck, and frowned.
"Really? The Tenth Palace Yama listens to the order. I and the Poetic Sage will exchange a move, and you will go and kill one person from the Qingfeng Pavilion. I want to see how long he can keep pretending."
Yang Guoxiao smiled coldly.
"Yes, leader!"
The nine Yamas and the two deputy leaders bowed in unison.
"Then try it!"
At this moment, Lao Du's originally calm face finally showed some fluctuations, and he showed his strongest momentum.
He knows better than anyone whether there is anyone in Qingfeng Pavilion. Once Yang Guoxiao takes action, he really can't stop those Yamas from massacre.
But now that the situation has come to this, we can only fight with all our strength.
"As you wish!"
Whoosh!
Yang Guoxiao moved!
A purple light swept towards Lao Du with the force of thunder.
On the opposite side, Lao Du also moved.
At the same time, the Yamas of the Tianyin Sect also took action. Their leader killed one person from Qingfeng Pavilion with just one move.
"ah......"
However, before Tianyin Sect leader Yang Guoxiao and Lao Du faced each other, several more figures appeared in the air.
That’s not all,
Accompanied by a flash of purple light and a scream, a line of blood scattered in the air.
King Chujiang of Yama in the Tenth Hall of Tianyin Sect was like a kite with its string broken, falling straight to the ground, splashing a lot of dust.
From the looks of it, he has already fallen.
"Since you said it's one move to kill one person, then let's do as you wish and see who of us can kill faster!"
At the same time, a faint voice sounded.
"What's going on?"
who?
Who is this wave of people?
The warriors who were watching felt that they were almost numbed by these successive reversals.
I originally thought that the two ninth-level warriors were about to fight, but at this juncture, another master appeared. He spoke even more "arrogantly" and could kill a Yama from the Tianyin Sect with one strike. It was not too fantasy.
And if I read it right just now, there was a purple light flashing in the air, which meant that the person coming was also a ninth-grade master.
The Lord of Mount Xumi?
Bad handsome?
Or Li Taibai from Yi Bo House?
Who is it!
The most surprising thing at this moment is Yang Guoxiao and Lao Du.
The extremely sharp sword energy just now made them guess the identity of the person coming.
Looking at the entire world, apart from Qinglian layman Li Taibai, who else can kill Yama with one sword?
But isn't he in Yibo Building, Dongdu?
Why come here!
retreat!
If his thoughts changed again, Yang Guoxiao did not dare to fight with Lao Du anymore. The guy just made it clear that he would continue to kill people if they fight again.
And Yang Guoxiao was eager to figure it out,
Why would the layman Qinglian take action and help Qingfeng Pavilion!
