When his eyes fell on the little disciple Sun, Geng Tong reached out his hand without thinking.
At this moment, the surroundings were messy. The little disciples raised their heads like all the disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion and watched them focus on the second master who appeared in the sky. They only appeared in legends before.
Just as I was watching, my neck suddenly tightened and my whole body was lifted from the ground.
The little disciple felt like a rabbit with only his ears held in his arms. He was very annoyed and was about to curse. He turned his face and saw the person who picked him up and immediately calmed down.
Like a rabbit pretending to be dead.
Geng Tong took the little disciple Sun to his side and scolded him: "What can the little hairy child understand? Why don't you go back and practice quickly!"
The child's originally clean big black-eyed Ren'er immediately felt wronged into two moist poached eggs.
But the little disciple did not dare to go against Geng Tong's will. He wiped the snot that had not flowed out and walked out of the Taoist temple. He also followed the instructions of his master and ancestors and took away all the small disciples who were about the same size as him.
At that time, all these young disciples were complaining about their little faces, complaining that their masters were a little bit slim.
But later they realized that Master Zuzu did that to save their lives.
At this moment, Feng Xiaoyao was holding the sword, looking at Rong Mochou with a smile, with his expression as if he was watching a play.
Only when Rong Mochou's performance was almost done, Feng Xiaoyao spoke lightly.
"Senior brother can't keep up with us, because you can't be hard-working except for your stubbornness!"
Rong Mochou stared at the Lord Feng Xiaoyao, and this time he used his spiritual sense: "Feng Xiaoyao, you want to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xiaoyao on the opposite side had no movement, but a red lightning suddenly popped up where he was standing.
Rong Mochou jumped up and shouted loudly: "Feng Xiaoyao, do you want to kill his fellow disciples?"
Along with Rong Mochou's shouts, he also asked the Taoist temple that collapsed.
The people below didn't see clearly what was going on. When they saw the destruction of Wen Taoist Temple, they just thought it was Feng Xiaoyao who attacked Rong Mochou this time.
Rong Mochou's dozen disciples immediately stood up with swords, and various spiritual roots and magics were activated, shining with attack power of different colors and forms. The Rong disciples and grandsons below all shouted together to denounce Feng Xiaoyao's arrogance and powerlessness.
Shen Yuyun was a little anxious when he attacked Feng Xiaoyao from different directions in countless attacks.
"How about I go up and help Xiao Fenghuang. Rong Mochou has a very solid foundation in the Changsheng Pavilion, and Xiao Fenghuang will most likely suffer."
A Gui's hand had long been pressed on the hilt of the sword, but he didn't rush up impulsively as usual, but he asked Yu Xinzhu very restrainedly.
No matter how emotionally you are, this is a private matter within the Changsheng Pavilion of the family. As a member of Jiange, it is difficult for him to interfere in other households.
This privilege of Kuaguan Pavilion is the only one who owns the island owner Wen Qiong in the entire Tianbei Island.
Yu Xinzhu looked up at the situation above, her delicate eyebrows frowned, but her expression was quite calm.
"From the moment, it is no problem to deal with these people. If these younger disciples bully others with power, Jiange should do their best to help Senior Brother Feng!"
"Abide by the orders of the Young Master!"
In addition to A Gui and Yueya, the people who responded to Yu Xinzhu's words this time also had many Jiange disciples who were present to listen to the sermons today.
Yu Song is not here, Yu Xinzhu has the final say here.
Yu Xinzhu's words showed Jiange's attitude.
Yan Yan, who had not expressed his opinion, suddenly spoke.
"Prepare to start, it's not your second senior brother who took action just now."
A Gui and Yueya's complexion changed.
They didn't see clearly who took action first, and saw a pillar of fire that soared into the sky. They thought it was Feng Xiaoyao who planned to deal with Rong Mochou.
However, Agui and Yueya immediately reacted that Yan Yan was already in the realm of transforming the gods, and Yan Yan was a special spiritual root in space, and his control over time and space distance was beyond the reach of ordinary monks.
Yu Xinzhu believed every word Yan Yan said without any doubt and immediately ordered: "The disciples of Jiange, prepare for the war!"
"Get the order of the young master!"
Everyone in the Jiange responded in unison, and then all released their sword intent.
The cultivation of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion is purer than that of ordinary sword cultivators, and most of them are water spirit roots or earth spirit roots. This is probably related to the cold temperament of the sword energy.
So many disciples of the Sword Pavilion released the sword intent and spiritual energy at the same time, and even the air around them dropped by several degrees.
Seeing that everyone in Jiange was ready to face the challenge, You Changqing and Zhan Liang were ready to look at Yan Yan eagerly.
Yan Yan's reaction was completely opposite to Yu Xinzhu.
She didn't even look at the expectant eyes of her disciples from Baiwu Palace, and only spoke to Mr. Yumei.
"If Jiange doesn't go back, everyone in Baiwu Palace will trouble you to bring back Shixiafeng."
It’s not that Yan Yan is timid, she is self-aware.
Although the children in Baiwu Palace have indeed improved a lot compared to before, they are incomparable to the Jiange of Tianbei Island, which has a profound heritage.
Mr. Yumei bowed to Yan Yan: "I will definitely not be humiliated!"
As soon as the gentleman finished speaking, a voice with anger was shouting next to him: "I won't leave!"
Yan Yan turned his face and saw that Bi Cheng had taken out his two gazebo-spotted kitchen knives at some point.
Now that I was holding the kitchen knife in my arms, where would I be angry?
Yan Yan was about to speak, but two more angry voices were heard thinking: "We won't leave!"
Then Yan Yan saw Bi Cheng behind him, You Changqing and Zhan Liang sat down together with a silver whip in their arms.
The expression, tone, and even the posture of sitting down... was exactly the same as their senior brother Bi.
In the past, Bi Cheng always had angered with her, but Yan Yan was used to it.
At this moment, the two old men who were hundreds of years old together were also angry with her like Bi Cheng...
The picture is a bit humorous.
However, the two old men obviously figured out Yan Yan's temper.
As long as the sect leader is reluctant to punish the elder brother, they also specify that it is okay!
According to their past experience, the sect leader is usually reluctant to punish the elder brother.
Yan Yan smiled angrily and was about to speak when a heavy thunder suddenly hit the top of his head.
The middle of his eyebrows sank, and Yan Yan looked upwards and looked upwards.
I saw that the barrier of the Changsheng Pavilion that was split open by Feng Xiaoyao just now was pressed down again.
While she was all about to arrange her own teams, the second confrontation had already taken place in the sky.
When everyone noticed it, the entire barrier like a sky was smashed down as a whole.
It was impartial and was hitting Feng Xiaoyao's back.
Feng Xiaoyao bent her body and used her back to hold on to the sky that seemed to fall.
With him as the center, at the top of the barrier of the Changsheng Pavilion, radial cracks visible to the naked eye spread around.
Even if I didn't see the scene just now, the picture in front of me was clear and perfectly presented the scene just now.
Feng Xiaoyao actually smashed the barrier!
From his body, there were violent flames burning.
Feng Xiaoyao is like a phoenix trapped on a spider web at this moment, burning the fire of life with all its last strength.
Mr. Yumei raised his head, and his always quiet expression rarely showed a look of surprise.
"This child is really amazing!"
This is a sincere appreciation from Hedao Grand Practice.
Yan Yan, Yueya and Agui... Everyone was shocked by this scene and could not come back to their senses for a moment.
Feng Xiaoyao actually withstood the huge crushing of the barrier as a whole with his own strength.
They were even more shocked by Feng Xiaoyao's strength, and they had surpassed the guardian elders of Tianbei Island.
Such a young state of perfect transformation is simply a madman in the world of cultivation!
A drop of blood was slowly flowing out from Feng Xiaoyao's still smiling mouth...
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