Facing a strong enemy, Yun Zangfeng rarely takes the lead. When a master fights, he pays attention to a momentum. Sometimes he can take the initiative in a duel, while sometimes, the first move is a helpless move after being suppressed by the enemy in terms of momentum and psychology.

The middle-aged man in front of him likes to call himself an old man, and the age of an immortal cultivator is never visible from his appearance. Perhaps the leader of the White-Clothed Sect who claims to be an old man is actually one or two hundred years old. Judging from his appearance, his triangular eyes reveal the vicious snake's viciousness, thin eyebrows, and if you don't pay attention, you can't tell that there is this thing. His big mouth is wide, but his lips are as thin as white paper, revealing a feeling of indifference.

As soon as the leader of the Baiyi Sect entered the door, he saw his biological son hanging upside down on a big tree branch, and his body was poured through excrement such as horse manure and horse urine. He couldn't help but clench his fists and was furious. The intention of killing became stronger and stronger. A murderous aura that was as solid as the essence rolled away like the Yangtze River, making people feel furious behind him.

An invisible aura flew towards the golden rope wrapped in vine silk like a flying knife. No matter what, it was the father of the young sect leader. When facing the enemy, he still thought of putting his son down first. But the Qi Jin was blocked by a white-floured steamed bun halfway, and the two Qi Jin collided in the air, blowing out the steamed buns. Even so, the force contained on the steamed buns still rushed out like endlessly, smashing a big hole in the courtyard wall of the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency.

The leader of the White-Yi Sect looked at it, except for some ordinary escorts, there were only three men who were slightly stranger in front of him, one of them was luxuriously dressed and had a bronze crown on his head. He had a long appearance of being in the upper position for a long time, but his breath was weak and his skills were not strong. Perhaps he could only control a hundred people, but he could not achieve the power of spreading the world.

One person on the left, alone, leaning on a black fire stick. He looks average, but has a dangerous aura, like a rattlesnake hidden in the sand. He can quickly give a fatal blow just waiting for the enemy to approach. In the eyes of outsiders, the fire stick may be just ordinary black, but in the eyes of the leader of the White Clothing Sect, it is like charcoal red, and the disabled young man is even more weird.

The man on the right side, with his sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes. Although his appearance is not outstanding, he is superior to his temperament. His domineering aura cannot be covered by his ragged clothes. The one or two lines of muscle slightly exposed between the rotten clothes is enough to show that this guy is not a bluffing person with strong external skills. The most important thing is that this young man, who looks younger than the other two, has an aura that the leader of the White Clothing Sect can't understand, like the wind and clouds surging, like rivers rushing.

After a few glances, the middle-aged man clasped his fists and said, "I am the leader of the White-Yi Sect. I guess it was this little brother who interrupted me before. I thought that my incompetent son should have fallen into your hands. Should you give me an explanation?"

Yun Zangfeng shook his head and sighed, walked to everyone, and said to the leader of the Baiyi Sect: "When I deliberately show you the breath, you should apologize, and then swear to swear that you will not be troubled by the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency, but you don't seem to feel my kindness. I am not a arrogant and unreasonable person. I will give you Baiyi Sect a chance to apologize, and then I will ask you to take your son back, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

"Hahaha, I'm so guilty of the consequences. Since I entered the Dan Kexing period, I haven't met a young man who dared to talk to me like this for a long time. Even the heads of major sects have to give me three points of shame. What kind of person are you?

Xi? Relying on his own cultivation, can he be rampant in the immortal cultivation world?" The leader of the White-Yu Sect seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world and laughed very happily.

Yun Zangfeng's eyes sterned, and he used his murderous aura to look at the murderous aura on the White-Yu Sect Master. As a cultivator, who has no life in his hands, but the quantity and quality are different. Yun Zangfeng fought and killed him all the way, and was plagued by karma, and the murderous aura had long been transformed into evil aura, which was much higher than the murderous aura of the White-Yu Sect Master.

After a moment of stalemate, the leader of the White-Clothing Sect was defeated. To put it bluntly, he released his murderous intention and did not have any substantial attack power. The murderous aura that was transformed into evil aura was different. It was only possible for people who came from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, just like the cold and terrifying coldness that was entangled by the souls of his subordinates.

"You, who are you? Judging from your bone age, you are only thirty years old, and you have such a strong evil spirit at a young age. Even the person who is so popular today is just like this. Who are you? Where are the masters?" The leader of the White-Yi Sect was at a disadvantage in this battle, and he couldn't help but take two steps back and said with a look of surprise.

Yun Zangfeng slowly opened his mouth and said, "What's wrong, sect leader? Do you want me to report to my sect? Do you want me to come back to my sect to seek justice, or are you afraid that the flood will rush to the Dragon King Temple and your family will not recognize your family? You don't have to think about it with your mind. Can a sect that can cultivate people like me be attached to a small temple like your Baiyi Sect? Or do you think the Baiyi Sect is already very powerful and can anyone afford to provoke?"

The Sect Master of the White-Free Sect originally planned to give some face to the master behind the young man in front of him, but he did not expect that the other party's words were so intense that he did not give him any face. The Sect Master of the White-Free Sect had not suffered such humiliation for many years after entering the Danjie stage, so naturally he would not give face to Yun Zangfeng anymore.

Yun Zangfeng, who felt the sudden change in his opponent's aura, sneered: "Can't help but take action? This is interesting. Everyone is still busy breaking up and splitting up. You can't be delayed because of your little thing. Hurry up."

The leader of the Baiyi Sect is not as innocent as the young sect leader. He said to Yun Zangfeng: "The Dragon and Tiger Escort Bureau is located at the intersection of a downtown street. It is inevitable that the innocent will be hurt when fighting. Why not go to a secluded and quiet place with me, and let's divide the difference? "

Yun Zangfeng smiled and said, "The Heavenly Mansion is already a building that is about to fall in love. There is no time to take care of yourself, so how can you control the battle between you and me? What's more, it's already a violation of the Tianfu Regulations that you asked the juniors in the sect to come to the human world to do these frivolous things. Why do you have to act so pretentiously at this moment? It's really disgusting."

The sect leader of the White-Yi Sect said: "Although it is difficult for the clay bodhisattva to cross the river, the Tianfu is also a lean camel bigger than a horse. Maybe it will be able to survive this difficulty at any time. If you pursue it, it will not be something that a small sect like the White-Yi Sect can afford. The younger generations can only be regarded as a small fight without understanding the rules. It is naturally good if you become a small fight. If you fail, you will be investigated and you will have something to say and will not involve the sect."

Yun Zangfeng, who had already had some speculation about this, couldn't help laughing, and looked down on the sects in the immortal world. Those who pursue the great way can still make such a plan. The dust roots are hard to break and the six senses are not pure. How can they achieve great success? So he said: "In this way, please let the sect leader go first, I will follow closely, and when we find a suitable place, we will break it."

The White-Clothing Sect Master came alone, and was surrounded by a young monk who escaped back to inform the news yesterday. Although this monk was still alive, he was still alive.

He has the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building, but Yun Zangfeng is not worried that he will attack the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency. With Xiaohu's skills, he will definitely be able to protect the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency.

Following the White-Free Sect Master to a mountain top ten miles away, Yun Zangfeng quietly landed on the ground, his breath was stable, and he didn't look panicked. However, the White-Free Sect Master had been secretly competing with Yun Zangfeng, making him panting and in a mess.

The two of them did not communicate too much and started to fight directly. The leader of the White-Clothing Sect pulled out a long sword that looked like a rising flame. It was his natal magic weapon. Its style was a cultivator with a fire-attributed spiritual root. Yun Zangfeng took out the Qianji calmly and used the water-attributed true energy to face each other. The two exchanged their eyes and quickly fought together.

Most of the monks in the world of immortal cultivation practice qi but not body, so they are very afraid of fighting with people in close combat. Occasionally, there are swordsman masters or boxing masters who have been cultivated by mortal warriors. However, the leader of the White Clothing Sect in front of him is obviously not such a person. A sword in his hand is like a hoe, with only a few simple slashing movements, with no routine at all.

Yun Zangfeng shook his head, stopped evading observation, and began to fight back. He didn't know how the leader of the White-Clothing Sect had cultivated to this level. Such a person was walking in the world of immortal cultivation. If he met a cruel person, he would not even be able to save his life. If he hadn't had a great opportunity, he would probably become the leader of the Blood-Clothing Sect.

The thousand machine danced like a disc, and the slashing and slashing were done in one go, completely suppressing the so-called White-Clothing Sect leader in front of him. Only then did the White-Clothing Sect leader realize that he had encountered a hard nail. After a few rounds, Yun Zangfeng blocked the retreat path and pointed his dantian with a shot, which was a ruthless hand that broke the back.

The leader of the Baiyi Sect shouted: "Please come and help me. If I don't come out, I will die."

The sound came with a golden handprint in the sky. Yun Zangfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and one jumped back and avoided. Seeing the visitor, he had a big bald head, beautiful eyebrows, eyes like smoke, thin figure, and twelve Buddhist beads with mysterious Buddhist words hanging around his neck. The golden seal he used was used by him.

Yun Zangfeng said coldly: "When did Buddhist disciples also think they were involved in such a thing? Buddhism emphasizes the purity of the six senses. Is it because the master's heart is already stained with dust?"

The monk pinched a Buddha seal with one hand, pronounced the Buddha's name, and suddenly pushed out a golden light seal. Yun Zangfeng did not dodge this time, but instead thrust his gun straight, with tiger roaring and dragon roaring, and the flowing light. The figures of the thousands of machines were unpredictable, like smoke and fog. After breaking the golden light seal, it still roared like a giant dragon.

The monk's beautiful eyes widened, his fingers crossed, and suddenly the golden light shone brightly, forming a golden bell to cover the monk and the sect leader of the White-Clothing Sect. Yun Zangfeng's giant dragon hit the golden bell and made a loud noise, but he could not push it at all. Seeing that the White-Clothing Sect leader who was hiding behind the monk gave a breath, Yun Zangfeng's power suddenly increased again, and the golden bell shattered in response to the sound, the giant dragon roared away, and the monk was forced to retreat two steps, but the White-Clothing Sect leader was overturned to the ground.

"Why don't you not be polite to the evil Buddha? I heard his name for a long time and saw it today. It is really a blessing in my life. According to rumors, you entered the secret realm of the Buddhist realm in the Western Xinjiang region since childhood and practiced Buddhism for 30 years. Suddenly, one day you rushed out of the Dalun Temple like a madman, killing 81 monks, and then walked around the world, killing one person a day, fifty years ago, and were seriously injured and fled. Some people said, "You are dead, and some people said, you are in seclusion. It seems that the rumors in the world are mostly false."
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