Chapter 169

"Oh, there's another good play!"

"One of them is a disciple of Qingyun sect. Who is on the other side? Why stay with the inner disciples of Shenfeng sword sect?"

"No matter how much he cares, it's right to go to the theatre."

The disciples of all major sects are watching the excitement.

Huo Yunjie was speechless when he heard the voice of Xiao Fangu.

It seems that Xiao Fangu was stunned after he was defeated by himself and always wanted to challenge again.

"Yunjie, I believe you can win." Ding Baixue clenched her small fist.

She saw with her own eyes the process of Huo Yunjie's sword breaking the river. She knew that his strength was very strong. She must have no problem defeating Xiao Fangu at the same level.

"Younger martial sister, you are walking too fast." At this time, on the way down the mountain, a young woman wearing the clothes of the inner disciples of the sacred wind sword sect came.

"Elder martial sister que, I know I'm wrong." Ding Baixue quickly apologized to the woman.

After entering the sacred wind sword sect, Ding Baixue took out the identity order of preparing internal disciple given by mu Ruxue, successfully became an internal disciple, and was guided by the internal disciple named "Que Ning'an".

"You are already an inner disciple of our sacred wind sword sect. You should learn to pay attention to your style, walk slowly, don't squint, don't talk nonsense, and be like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks. Do you understand?" Que Ning'an kindly reminded.

"Yes."

Ding Baixue nodded and kept a dignified lady's standing posture.

At this time, Huo Yunjie has carried the cold lightsaber to the martial arts field.

"Xiao Fangu, is it interesting that you challenge me many times?" Huo Yunjie doesn't want to fight. After solving the entry problem with Ding Baixue, he just wants to wait for Ye Feng and his party in the banquet hall.

"Huo Yunjie, if you dare not fight, admit defeat."

Xiao Fangu pulled out his newly bought spirit sword with a "clang", held the sword formula in his hand, suspended it on his head, and was always ready to fly out.

"Then fight!" Huo Yunjie just wanted to solve the fly like Xiaofan Valley as soon as possible, so he bent down and pulled out his sword, which is the starting style of sword pulling.

"Sword pulling?" Bai Minglu is interested.

Xiao Fangu looked around with his remaining light and found that thousands of people gathered around the martial arts arena. As long as he won, he could be proud and greatly increase the prestige of Qingyun gate.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fangu shouted and took the lead in sword.

"Don't be rash!" Bai Minglu was about to remind, but it was too late.

If Huo Yunjie really knows how to draw swordsmanship, Xiao Fangu, who took the lead, will fall into a disadvantage.

"The flying sword of Qingyun sword formula!"

Xiao Fangu held the sword formula in his hand and suddenly pointed to Huo Yunjie. The spirit sword on his head suddenly cut out with a terrible sword momentum, and his whole body was still wrapped by the fierce sword light, just like a giant sword ten meters long. It was very fast.

Huo Yunjie looked dignified and began to analyze the power of this sword.

Then he began to draw his sword.

"Seven tenths of swordsmanship!"

Huo Yunjie did not strike with all his strength, but gave full play to 70% of his power. Even so, when the cold lightsaber came out of its sheath, the whole martial arts arena was swallowed by the dazzling sword light.

"Lying trough, so dazzling!"

"Is this fencing? This is clearly blind fencing! "

Disciples of all major sects covered their eyes with their hands and turned their heads aside.

"What a strong sword pulling skill!" Bai Minglu looked at the dazzling sword light. His eyes were stimulated by the strong light, and he couldn't help crying. The grass stem in his mouth also fell to the ground because he opened his mouth in amazement.

Outside the martial arts field, some people with advanced cultivation cast surprised eyes one after another.

With a wave of his sword, Huo Yunjie chopped out a sword light more dazzling than the sun. With a "click", he cut off Xiao Fangu's spirit sword and cut off a corner of the eaves of the banquet hall.

"This... This!"

Xiao Fangu looked at the spirit sword that fell to the ground and was broken in two. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Huo Yunjie, knocked and couldn't speak.

"No, my sword is gone again!"

After a long time, Xiao Fangu knelt on the ground and stared at the broken sword with his teeth trembling.

Xuanye flying sword is gone!

The newly bought spirit sword has been used for more than half a month, and it's gone!

"What a powerful sword drawing skill!"

"The sword pulling skill of Baiming road of Qingyun gate is nothing compared with one of them."

"Then again, who is this man?"

After a brief silence, the disciples of various sects around the theater broke out.

"Yunjie really won!" Ding Baixue jumped up and applauded Huo Yunjie. She was as excited as a child.

Que Ning'an glanced sideways at Ding Baixue, who had broken his kung fu for a second, and his lips twitched. He didn't understand why Jianzi let Ding Baixue, who was so emotional, join the sacred wind sword sect.

In this way, won't it affect the image of zongmen?

As disciples of two-star forces, que Ning'an believes that they should always remain reserved, dignified and happy and angry as if they were quiet.

"Just, after all, people from outside need time to adapt." Que Ning'an said in secret, then frowned at Huo Yunjie's straight back and felt that he was so powerful.

That sword, I'm afraid, can't even stop the ordinary half shaped monster.

"No wonder the ethereal sect is valued by Jianzi. It turns out that it has such a powerful Kendo genius. If it is placed in our sacred wind sword sect, it can definitely be cultivated."

Que Ning'an thought, and then she looked at the eaves cut by Huo Yunjie's sword and breathed.

"Who destroyed the banquet hall?"

Just then, an old man with a wooden stick and disheveled hair jumped into the martial arts arena, exuding the authority of Juyuan territory, pointed to the eaves of the banquet hall and questioned loudly.

Que Ning'an saw the old man's face and felt that he had seen it somewhere and was very familiar with it.

When they looked at it, they realized that the eaves had been cut off. In order to get rid of the relationship, they all stretched out their hands and pointed to Huo Yunjie, who looked embarrassed, and said in unison, "he did it!"

Huo Yunjie immediately said something bad.

"Well done!"

Unexpectedly, the old man praised and laughed: "I've been unhappy with this banquet hall for a long time. Blow it up!"

After saying that, the old man broke out the nine terrible threats of Juyuan territory, rushed into the banquet hall and threw everyone out.

The next moment, countless dazzling beams burst out of the huge banquet hall, followed by a terrible wave.

Boom!

In the eyes of everyone, the banquet hall, which has stood for hundreds of years, was blown up by the old man and collapsed into ruins.

"This!"

Everyone was stunned.

Que Ning'an finally thought of something. He couldn't keep dignified any more and was shocked: "this is the last elder. He was removed from the position of elder because he was possessed by the devil and was crazy. It is said that he has been locked up by the patriarch. How did he get out now? "

"Former elder? No wonder it's so fierce! " Ding Baixue was shocked.

"Ding Changlao, what have you done!" Suddenly a loud voice came from the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man with white hair and beard standing proudly in the void, with floating clothes, just like an old immortal facing the dust. He pinched his hands, gathered the aura of the four sides, turned into a palm print covering hundreds of meters, and grabbed the crazy old man.

"It's the current elder!"

Seeing the white haired old man, que Ning'an breathed a sigh of relief.

When the crazy old man saw the palm print photographed head-on, he took a wooden stick and gently, which was enough to break a mountain. His strength rolled back and knocked the elder of sacred wind sword sect out, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

This scene shocked the whole audience!

The elder is a strong man in Juyuan territory. As a result, he can't even stop the attack of the crazy old man?

"Ha ha ha!" The crazy old man rose into the sky and flew away into the distance.

"Ding laoguai, come back!"

The elder glared at the crazy old man's flying direction. He was about to catch up, but he coughed violently and vomited a mouthful of blood. His face suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. "I haven't seen him for a few years. The strength of old Ding monster has increased so much. What's the matter?"

On the hillside of Feilai peak.

Ye Feng came here with all his disciples. He happened to witness the scene that the elder was badly hurt by the crazy old man. They were all stunned and sighed that this guy was much more fierce than the fanged crazy pig and the winged giant crocodile.

"Elder Ding is crazy again!"

Ji Wushuang, who was in charge of leading the way, looked at the direction of the crazy old man, and her eyes twitched constantly.

"Is that the elder of your sacred wind sword sect?" Ye Feng looked back at Ji Wushuang and stared at her with a surprised look.

All the disciples were curious and wanted to know who the crazy old man was.