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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Beating Qi Yun (2)

"A new disciple must know the rules!" A young man in blue walked out from the crowd, his eyes full of contempt, and pointed at Hua Zixuan with his finger.

Everyone was in an uproar, "Look, this is Qi Yun, a disciple of Tianji Peak who is also the descendant of an elder. He has entered the fourth heaven last year. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is unfathomable and its power is lifeless. These three newcomers are unlucky."

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"Oh, what are your so-called rules?" Yun Feiyang took a step forward and looked at Qi Yun with a sneer. Hua Zixuan was blocked behind him, and Ji Tian on the side also looked at Qi Yun with a sneer.

"The rule is to know how to respect senior brothers. Come and apologize to me and these senior brothers, otherwise you and the other three will not be forgiven!" Qi Yun said arrogantly, with a faint aura of Tiangang lingering around his body, and his white fingers were clenched together.

, like the sound of soybeans exploding from your hands.

"Hahaha..." Yun Feiyang, Hua Zixuan, and Ji Tian looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly laughed, looking at Qi Yun as if they were idiots.

"It's great to have an arrogant disciple like you in Tianji Peak!" Yun Feiyang said in a polite tone.

"boom"

Yun Feiyang suddenly summoned the peerless movement skills that were so far away and appeared beside Qi Yun in an instant. He sent out 100% of his purple flame palm, filled with purple flames, and his true energy beat towards Qi Yun like ocean waves.

"Bold!" Qi Yun shouted loudly. He did not expect that Yun Feiyang would suddenly take action against him, nor did he expect that Yun Feiyang, a third-level monk, would actually display body skills comparable to those of a fourth-level warrior, and immediately mobilized his whole body to protect himself.

The body's energy resisted Yun Feiyang's purple flame palm.

The two figures instantly took a few steps back, but at the same time, two figures that were as fast as Yun Feiyang rushed towards him, their surging palm power was overwhelming, and they hit Qi Yun's shoulders hard.

"Bump!" Qi Yun stepped back about ten steps with two loud sounds. His face was pale, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Hua Zixuan and Ji Tian made the right move. Just when Qi Yun's old strength had exhausted his new strength, Qi Yun's

Tiangang's body-protecting energy was also at its weakest, and Hua Zixuan and Ji Tian's body skills were not inferior to Yun Feiyang's, so there was no way he could escape.

Yun Feiyang, Ji Tian, ​​and Hua Zixuan looked at Qi Yun with smiles.

"Bold, you dare to hurt my disciple of Tianji Peak!" Another person came out from the crowd, he was dressed as a big man, his temples were bulging high, his steps were steady, and the Tiangang body-protecting energy directly made an explosion sound with the surrounding air.

Yun Feiyang and the others frowned slightly. The person who came here was very powerful. Although they were both at the fourth level of cultivation, their strength was far superior to that of Qi Yun.

"Don't make any noise. We are all Taoist disciples. What a shame!" Suddenly a serious voice came from the air, and a purple-clothed figure appeared out of thin air in the dojo. It was Zhang Daqi, the senior brother of Shennong Peak.

He is a strong man in the Sixth Heaven. He has mastered many kinds of magical powers, including one of the nine great magical powers in the Taoist Scriptures. The God of Thunder has come to the world. His strength is extremely terrifying. He is far superior to the average masters in the Sixth Heaven. The Western Light

The bishops of the world all hated the idea of ​​Thor coming to the world under this great magical power.

"Elder brother!" Yun Feiyang, Ji Tian and Hua Zixuan immediately stepped forward to salute, as did the disciples from Shennong Peak. These disciples wanted to intervene in this matter just now, but they didn't want Zhang Da Gambling to suddenly arrive. Qi Yun and the big man's expressions

It becomes ugly.

"It doesn't matter!" Zhang Daquan smiled faintly, with a flash of admiration in his eyes, and said loudly: "Tianji Peak welcomes the brothers and sisters from other peaks to come and listen to the explanation of Taoism by the Supreme Elder of Shennong Peak, but who dares to do it again?

I won't forgive you for causing trouble!" At this point, Zhang Dabao exuded a powerful aura, with lightning flashing and a faint murderous aura contained within it, which caused a feeling of fear in everyone's hearts. Although this aura was aimed at those outer peak disciples

, but it also gave Yun Feiyang an irresistible feeling, "Then Qin Zishan and Qiu Shuiyun should be strong men in the sixth level of the human realm, but in terms of momentum, they are still inferior to Zhang Daqian. I wonder about the man named Sima.

What kind of cultivation is it?"

"Okay, okay! You deserve to be the senior brother of Shennong Peak." Qi Yun said with a trembling voice, his face ashen.

"Let's go! Go back to Tianji Peak!" The big man said loudly, and several disciples emerged from the crowd and walked down the mountain with Qi Yun.

Zhang Daquan glanced at the people from Tianji Peak who were leaving and said: "Junior brothers, please forgive me for not sending them far away. Please give my regards to Senior Brother Li from Tianji Peak and tell him that the bet will remain unchanged after six years.

As soon as the voice fell, the disciples all speculated about the meaning of the bet in Zhang Da Gambling's mouth. Many disciples in the Taoist sect knew that Zhang Da Gambling was fond of gambling in his life. They didn't know what to bet with the chief disciple of Tianji Peak? Even Yun Feiyang, Ji Tian, ​​and Hua

Zixuan and the other three were also curious.

At this time, the spiritual energy in the void suddenly became richer. Everyone could clearly feel that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around the mountain was gathering towards the dojo. Pieces of green leaves spread out, the fragrance was pleasant, and the auspicious glow enveloped the dojo.

In this dojo, Zhang Daqian's face became solemn, as did those old disciples.


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