The five elements of the young master stood in a fixed position, with gold casting in front, fire Wuchen, and Wang Wuya's palm against his back. The two masters each have different water and fire, one is hard and one is soft, one is yin and one is yang, which complement each other, which is to rely on it, while Kui Wuding and Liu Wufeng have the most profound skills, so they stand at the end and serve as the hub of the formation.

In the past, these five people killed their masters and destroyed their families and practiced hard, but they were always worried and lacked qualifications, so they were difficult to understand the mysterious changes of the five elements, and it was even more difficult to trust each other completely. Therefore, in the battle in the northwest, they were defeated by Sun Qingyan's sharp hidden weapon. Later, they obtained Sun Qingyan's guidance on various changes in the formation. Then they suddenly realized and understood the mysterious secrets. The five people followed the methods they obtained back then for many years, and their guards gradually grew. To this day, the five people have made great progress in their respective skills, and the changes in the formation are incomparable to the same as two years ago.

When Jian Beiyuan took Meng Xueqing out of the valley to travel, he happened to meet these five mermaid meat in the countryside. Jian Beiyuan was so jealous of evil that he could not bear it, so he captured the five people, took the thin silk thread and penetrated the pipa bones of the five people, held them in his hands, and tied them into a row. Along the way, it seemed like walking a dog or a flying kite. But he didn't treat these five people as humans, and he was as good as mockery. Although he let the five people go, he still scolded them. The five people were ashamed and annoyed, and they hid for more than a year and a half.

When they met Jian Beiyuan again, the five people knew that Jian Beiyuan's kung fu was also among the best in the world. It would be impossible to defeat him in kung fu. But at this moment, only hearing that he could take the next palm would be a perfect match for the old man today. The five people asked themselves that even if they looked at the formation, it would be considered delusional if they wanted to find a person to take Jian Beiyuan's palm head-on, but if the five elements formation method may not be impossible, they jumped out of the formation and tried it.

Jian Beiyuan met with a palm and hit the seven treasures in Jin Wuzhu's hand. His Ruyi cast was extremely luxurious and heavier than ordinary weapons. However, Jian Beiyuan had just made a "Cold Yang Soft Hand" with his power, and his strength was shaking and cold, penetrated his body and invaded his veins. A surging cold air surged and magnificent. Ziruyi was conducting his body. Jin Wuzhu was just fighting with teeth, and it was hard to stop. This force followed his body and rushed straight towards Wang Wuya and Huo Wujin behind him. When the two of them received the strength, they also frowned. Huo Wujin's own practice technique was a pure masculine and fierce lineage, and he felt that the cold and heat in his body were in conflict, and it was extremely painful. Wang Wuya's body had a cold and cold power. After receiving the strength, he felt that the body was covered with cold and heat. After being exposed to Jian Beiyuan's palm, his face turned pale and his body became even colder.

Seeing that the three of them suddenly trembled, they also activated their internal strength, wanting to take over the palm force, but the force had just penetrated into their body. Liu Wufeng also felt a violent and unstoppable force rushing straight into the heart. His power was the deepest among the five people. At this moment, he was so excited by the power of Jian Beiyuan that he could not spit out a word. He turned to look beside him, but saw Kui Wuding's black and dirty face, which seemed to be hanging on a layer of white frost.

"This old man's skills are different than two years ago..." Liu Wufeng gritted his teeth and held on his feet, but Jian Beiyuan's palm was very different from the previous "Hanjian Flip Plum Hand". Liu Wufeng was so cold that he couldn't think of it. He just thought, "The 'Xuanhan Yin Gong' practiced by Junior Brother Wang Wuya can also be called the best internal strength in Yin Han's technique, but how could he not even stop Jian Lao's palm?"

It turns out that although he is good at martial arts, he does not know that although Wang Wuya has practiced the Yin-cold internal strength, it seems to belong to the same lineage as the Hanyegu martial arts, the Meng family's martial arts are not "Yin-cold", but "Hanyang" along the way. Jianbei was originally strong and open-minded, so naturally he is definitely not a person who practices Yin-calligraphy martial arts. Hanyang's internal strength is the enemy of evil martial arts in the world. Therefore, the way these five people practiced was under Jianbeiyuan's palm and encountered the enemy's nemesis.

However, Jianbei used one to fight five, and only said that Dingwei's palm was the boundary. Although the internal strength was surging at this moment, it was like a cold river surging, and it was uncontrollable. It had the upper hand. However, after all, there was an appointment first and no more moves. He had to rely on his internal strength to try to overwhelm the five people in front of him. However, the formation of the Five Elements Literary Young Master in the past two years was able to transform one person and divide the body of the five people. Therefore, although he was tortured by Jianbei's palm power so hard that he could not respond to the heavens and the earth was not effective, he could not make a sound. In the eyes of others, it seemed like six people competing for internal strength and fighting no distinction.

Qingchen suddenly shouted loudly: "Senior Jian has been roaming the world for decades, and has never forced the five masters of the Beishi Sect to retreat with one palm. I believe that he would not rely on his identity as an elder and force himself to win with his internal strength, right?"

Jianbei Yuan's palm power was retracted and he shouted, "Forget it! These five guys have made great progress in their kung fu. I have agreed with you that I will not take action today!" After that, he turned back to Meng Xueqing's side.

The Five Elements Little One felt like a big rock in his chest suddenly removed and the pressure disappeared. However, the five people were destroyed by the power of Jianbei's palm, and the blood and meridians in their bodies were trembling and trembling. At this moment, their faces were sometimes red and sometimes blue, extremely ugly, but they could not make any sound. They just stood there, like five wooden stakes.

Leng Can saw Jian Beiyuan shaking and ran back, and shouted in a low voice: "Old Jian, you are just rushing forward, but where are we Hanye Valley? Your seniority is higher than the hundreds of them combined. If you lose the first game, who will we send to fight?"

In the world, we have always been competing in the world, and we value the difference in seniority. Jianbei is already a famous figure in the world, with a high seniority. Compared with Meng Yuanqiu, he lost in the first stage and was considered to be the eldest and could not win. At this moment, if Leng Can wants to end up again, even if he wins, he will be criticized. Therefore, he bullies the young, which is extremely unpleasant when it is spread.

Jian Beiyuan's eyes were circling, and he couldn't think of any reason. He simply scratched his head and his hair was gray and said with a smile: "I am defeated today. You can find another guy who is not our Hanye Valley disciple and block this problem for us. Wouldn't that be fine?"

Leng Can was so angry that he was so angry that he couldn't cry when he said this, but Zong Zhengqing suddenly said, "Since Zhengqing is the eldest disciple of Hanye Valley, today is the day to serve the master's sect. In the next battle, the disciples will come forward."

Leng Can nodded and said, "Fortunately, Zhengqing is here. Old Man Jian is alone and even the face of our old man Han Yegu is lost!"

Jian Beiyuan knew that he was in the wrong, so he just rolled his eyes and didn't argue with him.

But he saw Zong Zhengqing wearing a blue robe, holding a long sword, and jumped to the forefront of everyone. His body was as pine as a squid and his body was like a crane, which was extremely elegant.

Qingchen looked up and down a few times, but gave in a little, and said, "Is it the hero of Zong Zhengqing, who was the second best martial arts master of the Sword Sect?"

Zong Zhengqing looked at the ugly person in front of him, and could not see his age. He was also majestic when he heard his words. He was not a young man's voice, nor was he a middle-aged voice. Therefore, when he heard him knowing the past, he was quite surprised and said calmly: "It's right. It's not appropriate for you to bring these many people around my Hanye Valley today. The two paths of righteousness and demons are divided into different parts. All the previous ones are still in front of you. Since you are the fourteen evil stars of the Demonic Way, don't be enemies with the Right Path. Otherwise, it would be a pity if you lose your roots here."

Qingchen raised his head and smiled, "My Holy Tribe is in the Ninth Heaven, how can I control the Central Plains martial arts world? Today, my Holy Tribe is here to ask for the Meng family's skills. The one I want to persuade is also a descendant of the Meng family. Although you are a great disciple of Hanye Valley, you are not the blood of the Meng family. I admire your sword moves, but it is related to my Holy Tribe. Today I only want to fight with Meng family. The victory or defeat of others is irrelevant."

Zong Zhengqing said coldly: "My family respects my teacher, I have not returned from the valley. If you want to fight, you still have to wait for my family..."

"Could it be the magic sword Mengshuang?!"

Before Zong Zhengqing finished speaking, Qingchen overshadowed his words with a loud voice, but saw him standing in front of the formation with his hands behind his back and shouting loudly: "The name of Meng's sword in the north is the name of the two swords of drinking ice and brushing snow resounds throughout the world. My Holy Sect is not far away from the middle ground. The first person to come to see is the style of Meng's family in Hanye Valley. Who would have thought that Hanye Valley, the third largest sect in the world, the master of one valley and the rank of the sect, avoided seeing him, and lied that he had not returned from his visit? In this way, the flying swords of the Meng family that had crossed the windland back then were now passed to outsiders, and no essence was left in their bloodline!"

As soon as he said this, the expressions of the Hanye Valley people immediately sank, while the battle formations of hundreds of people behind him made a loud laugh, and hundreds of people shook their heads and laughed endlessly.

Zong Zhengqing's face was as dark as black iron, and he said, "The respected teacher has indeed not returned. If you want to see the style of the Meng family's flying sword, you are willing to fight with you."

Qingchen smiled and said, "If I were to put it somewhere else, I would really have that interest! It's a pity that if you don't have the surname Meng today, I'm really too lazy to teach you one or two! What's wrong? Meng Yuanqiu avoided him. Could it be that even his descendants have become cowards! Where is the Snow Sword?"

Zong Zhengqing was angry and was about to speak, but suddenly heard a whisper and came from behind.

"You are rude!"

But a pure white sword light shot towards me. Following the sword light, a graceful figure was flying over, which was Meng Xueqing.

When the Foxue Sword was unsheathed, it was cold everywhere, and it seemed as if it was covered with snow, and even more bright colors flashed. Before Zong Zhengqing could stop him, Meng Xueqing had already flew over. The Foxue Sword was full of sword energy, and he was invincible. He stabbed towards Qingchen's face.

Qingchen saw the power of the magic sword, and the wind and snow flashed to both sides. However, he did not avoid it, nor block it, but he stood firmly in the same place, while the snow-blowing sword flew like a string, but it stopped abruptly several inches from the center of his eyebrows.

"Miss Meng's flying sword is extremely fast, and she stops the sword and stops, which really makes my eyes lit up!"

Meng Xueqing held the hilt of the sword, and her face was reflected by the sword light. It was really as bright as Mianxue, with beautiful eyes trembling. Two years passed, and her beautiful appearance was still better than the past. Her eyes were as beautiful as a deer, but she seemed to contain anger. Her words were crisp and nice, but every word was solemn: "We are the right way, and we will never secretly use killers, but you insult my father and our sect. Today's affairs, Meng Xueqing will never stop with you!"

Qingchen smiled and nodded, saying, "It's so good. If you're going to have sex with me, I don't want to. It's really great to see the Meng family's kung fu today. However, Miss Meng is still young and I don't know if she is proficient in kung fu. I think it's better to have a hand with the servants in my formation first to see the flying sword?"

After saying that, he waved his hand to the formation, and the formation was arranged in large orders, and a man came out of it. This man was born with a short figure, but his face was extraordinary, like a mule and a horse, and even his face was very similar to a horse. It was ugly and strange, and there was a bit of funnyness. However, this man was naked on his upper body, revealing his skin and muscles all over his body. Meng Xueqing just looked at him and saw that his scalp was numb. It turned out that this man was covered in muscles, but his body was covered in scars, like maggots. The scar extended from the waist to the top of his head, and the man's forehead was swollen, large and small, with different fluctuations.

"This is a servant in my holy religion. His name is Cao Wushang. As for my kung fu, there are countless names in my holy religion. Miss Meng is Wushuang in Fei Jian, so please give me some advice first."
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