Chapter 1027

Although Guo Wei's strength is only at the peak of tianbang, he has lived for hundreds of years. He joined Qingmen when he was young. He is a real Qingmen old man, and he was lucky to meet Xie Yuan several times when he was young.

I just didn't expect that he was already very old, and his martial arts strength couldn't reach 50%. However, xie Yuan, who was older than him, was still what he had seen.

Many of them are not elders, and they don't want to betray Qingmen. It's just that Peng Cheng was so powerful that Xie Feng was seriously injured. They still have their families in Xingcheng, and they can only give in.

At this time, I saw Xie Yuan, the ancestor of Qingmen, with a look of shame on his face. He knelt down on the ground and did not dare to see Xie Yuan.

"Xie Yuan?"

Peng Cheng's face flashed with horror, but even if he regained his composure, although he was surprised that Xie Yuan was not as seriously injured as the elder said, but now there are two spirits standing behind him, so he may not be afraid of Xie Yuan.

"Today, even if you are Xie Yuan, it will not change the end of your Xie family!"

Looking at Xie Yuan, Peng Cheng said firmly.

"I'm not bad to your Peng family!"

Xie Yuan snorted coldly. There was a flash in his eyes, and he burst out: "the Peng family betrayed Qingmen. According to the Qingmen rules, the Peng family should be extinct!"

Pengcheng uttered a strange cry, and his body suddenly retreated. Although he had a strong voice, he was still trembling in the face of Xie Yuan.

The soles of feet step by step on the ground, like a dragon, the whole person with a hurricane, like a meteor general, toward the back of the crowd.

"Want to run?"

Xie Yuan snorted coldly.

A white light shot out of Xie Yuan's palm, instantly cut the void and shot towards Pengcheng.

"Elder, help me!"

Peng Cheng is so scared that he cries out for help.

"Xie Yuan, dare you!"

There was a big drink in the air. A blue light came from the distance to meet the white light of Xie Yuan. An old figure shot from the distance.

When Peng Cheng saw the figure, he was overjoyed. He was three points faster and ran towards the old figure.

"Peng Yue, can you stop me?"

A smile of disdain appeared on Xie Yuan's face.

White light and green light collide. Green light is broken in an instant. White light crosses tens of meters and cuts Peng Cheng's head in two.

The two elders of Qingmen, the master of tianbang, tried to stop him before he died, but how could he avoid the powerful Xie Yuanzhi.

"Bang!"

Peng Cheng's body fell from the air and hit the ground.

With a look of disbelief, the elder of Peng family came forward, but he died.

The eyes of many masters of the elder's pulse are full of panic. Although there is no formal fight between the elder and the elder of Qingmen, xie Yuan has already passed the sentence.

Xie Yuan didn't even look at them. He slowly raised his body, looked at the figure not far away, and burst out:

"Peng Yue, it's your turn now!"

"The strength of Xie's ancestors is so strong!" Su Lan's basic color changed again and again. As a strong man who was only one step away from entering the divine realm, he could naturally see the gap between the two men's correct moves just now.

When facing Xie Yuan, the elder of Peng family hardly has the power to fight back.

"But today's victory has been decided. No matter how strong Xie Yuan's strength is, he can't stop them from joining hands in the siege." Surangie shook his head and whispered.

Peng Yue's face is as gloomy as water. His cultivation is already the peak of the early stage of the divine realm. He is only a small step short of entering the middle stage of the divine realm. However, he didn't expect that Xie Yuan broke him just now.

"Xie Yuan, I'm not your opponent, but I must be the one who wins today!" Peng Yue's whole body is really full of money and says coldly.

"Peng Yue, after our Qingmen came to Nanyang, we are not bad to your Peng family. The position of great elder belongs to your Peng family for generations. Why do you unite with outsiders to attack our Xie family?"

Xie Yuan said lightly.

"Well! Nanyang was the world of my Peng family at the beginning. When you came to Nanyang to seize the foundation of my Peng family, did you think that a big elder would be enough? Today, after the death of your Xie family, Nanyang is still the world of my Peng family! " Peng snorted coldly.

"It's no use saying more, call out all your helpers, or today will be your death day next year!"

Xie Yuan shook his head slightly and turned into a streamer, shooting towards Peng Yue.

"Brother Leng, brother Ma, help me!"

Peng more dare not carelessness, shout aloud.

"Click!"

Xie Yuan's figure appeared in Peng Yue's side in an instant and hit him with a fist. In the void, the thunder vibrated, the white real yuan wrapped in their fists, and they suddenly roared toward Peng Yue.

"AhPeng Yue also uttered a strange cry, his right palm closed like a seal, and he went to meet Xie Yuan's fist.

Bang!

Xie Yuan's body was only slightly trembling, while Peng Yue's body was flying backwards.

"How could that be?"

Peng Yue was shocked. Although there was a gap between him and Xie Yuan in the past, he couldn't win or lose in a hundred moves. But now with only one move, he fell into the absolute disadvantage.

Didn't Leng Feng tell him that there was something wrong with Xie Yuan's cultivation and that immortality was also a serious injury?

Cold front pit me!

Think of this Peng Yue no longer hesitated, burst to shout: "cold front, vest you don't move again, I'm dead, you don't want to be better!"

Xie Yuan did not go to chase, but looked coldly at the distance.

He has known Peng Yue for decades and knows his character well. If he is not sure, Peng Yue will never dare to attack his Xie family.

Now that we've done it, there must be someone behind us.

But he did not expect that in addition to the cold front of Tianzhu ancient yoga, there was a vest!

Ma Jia is a famous genius in Nanyang a hundred years ago, but he lost his news a hundred years ago. I thought Ma Jia was dead, but I didn't expect it to appear today.

If he was not only thirty or forty years older than his vest, he might not have remembered someone.

Two figures rushed to Peng Yue's side from a few jumps in the distance at a very fast speed. One of them was two meters tall, naked, with bronze skin, slender fingers, and facing the cold eyes killed by Xie Quan.

The other is an old man with white hair, dressed in ordinary clothes, looking nothing special, but standing side by side with Leng Feng.

"Brother Xie has been disobeying me for a long time!"

Leng Feng looks at Xie Yuan and says with a smile.

"Hum!"

Xie Yuan snorted coldly. He didn't pay any attention to Leng Feng at all. Instead, he turned to his vest and said coldly, "I can understand that they are looking for trouble with my Xie family. My Qingmen have no injustice or hatred against your vest. Why do you want to attack me?"