Chapter 1430       

Since He He said so, Qing Yantong should be sure to win in this battle.

Because, in Damen Mountain, masters in the celestial realm rarely work hard. After all, they practice a lot. If those with the same level of strength fight hard, their cultivation will be greatly damaged at the least, and if they suffer from both losses at the worst.

Unless there is a deep hatred for blood, those with the same level of strength generally will not fight for life.

Therefore, Qingyantong should have won this game.

The two of them had entered a white-hot stage. Qing Yantong's hands holding the spear were trembling faintly. It can be seen that the old man named Feng Tianfu on the opposite side had not weak skills in his hands.

The two of them fought back and forth, retreating from each other, and then followed one after another.

The last move was Qing Yantong's retaliation. He was deliberately shocked by Feng Tian Axe and flew backwards in the air. The next second, he suddenly turned around, as if he was about to run backwards.

But Feng Tianfu just hesitated for a moment and then hurriedly caught up.

However, Qing Yantong suddenly stopped, then looked back at the moon, held a spear in both hands, passed through his face, and stabbed him back.

Qingyantong had been accumulating strength for a long time. Although Feng Tianfu held the whisk in his hand, he was still shocked and flew backwards.

The two of them had never retreated more than ten meters in their previous fight. This time, Feng Tianfu was shocked back into the crowd. He frowned, his throat moved slightly, and a mouthful of fishy and sweet blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Sect Master Feng!"

All the elders and disciples of the Dao Sect hurriedly stepped forward to support Feng Tianfu.

Feng Tianfu waved his hand, and he squinted his eyes and looked at Qingyantong. The latter had a grim smile on his face, as if he was arrogant.

"It's really vulnerable, Feng Tian Axe, you speared me with a whisk, and I was beaten to death by me. I really lost the face of Dao Sect."

Qing Yantong spoke without any hesitation. Even if the person in front of him was the deputy leader of the Dao Sect, he didn't want to give him a slight face.

Everyone in Damenshan knew that the old Wucheng was arrogant and domineering, and the city lord Qing Yantong would be invincible as long as the person was in the city.

Therefore, although the major sects have suffered in the Old Wu City, no sect will come to invade with their disciples and elders.

Not to mention threatening to slaughter the old Wucheng.

The sect’s energy is accumulated over the years, and no sect is willing to waste its energy on an old martial city.

Therefore, the old Wucheng and many sects formed a stance that the well water did not interfere with the river.

In addition, the location of the old Wucheng is located in the side of Damen Mountain, and this place is not a Feng Shui treasure land. Over the years, there have been many disputes.

"Hmph! Qing Yantong, you have been practicing guns since you were a child, and your pistol skills are extremely outstanding. It is understandable that I am not as good as the gun in your hand.

If you lose, you lose. There is nothing to admit!”

Feng Tianfu said coldly: "But don't be successful, your face is too ugly!"

After saying this, Feng Tianfu threw out the whisk in his hand.

The whisk passed through an arc in the air, and then landed straight at Qingyantong's feet.

The bottom of the whisk pierced straight into the ground.

"This is the whisk I have been with you for decades. If you like it, take it!"

Feng Tianfu said to Qing Yantong.

Qing Yantong grinned: "Good thing, I'm missing a whip that can control the tiger's butt in my hand, which is perfect!"

"you!"

Feng Tianfu's eyes were full of fierceness.

"how?

You can't afford to lose?"

Qing Yantong asked with a smile: "You lost to me as a bet, not to mention using it to sweep your tiger's butt. Even if I use it to wipe your butt, it has nothing to do with you."

Feng Tianfu was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

"Qingyantong, you're too bullying. Do you really think that our Dao Sect dare not slaughter your old martial city?"

A middle-aged man pointed at Qing Yantong and cursed.

"Then you guys come."

Qing Yantong looked indifferent: "My brothers in the old Wucheng are all heroes who are not afraid of death. Even if they are not strong enough, three people can always kill you Daozong alone, right?

As far as I know, there are only a few hundred disciples who can make a name for your Dao Sect in the past two years.”

"I really want to smash your Taoist sect's anger on my old martial city?"

The middle-aged man was so angry that he couldn't speak, and his face twitched.

"Maybe my Dao Sect can't kill the old martial city now, but for another ten years, your old martial city will be destroyed by the Dao Sect!"

A young man said gritting his teeth.

Qing Yantong looked at the young man.

The man was wearing black and white clothes, and his clothes looked ordinary, but the young man was tall and handsome, and among the many disciples, he was a man with a graceful temperament and gave people a sense of scholarly spirit.

But, the aura of this person made Qing Yantong raise her eyebrows.

"Okay, Qingyantong, I don't have time to talk nonsense to you. If you accept the whisk, I will lose.

Next, whether to be an enemy of my Dao Sect, please give me a clear statement!”

"Ha ha ha ha."

Qing Yantong laughed happily: "Feng Tianfu, I think your brain is really burnt out. It was you who came to my old martial arts city to cause trouble for me, but now I ask if I want to be an enemy of your Daozong?"

"Why, has the Dao Sect expanded to this level for so many years?"

"You just want to ask me if I can let you go."

Qing Yantong sneered: "The gate is behind, get out quickly! Don't get out of my city lord's eyes. If I don't roll out clean after a stick of incense, don't blame me for starting a killing spree!"

Hearing this, everyone in the Dao Sect gritted their teeth and stared at Qing Yantong.

"Hmph! Qingyantong, the mountains do not turn, sooner or later, I will chop off your head with my own hands!"

"Walk!"

After Feng Tianfu said this, he turned around and left with everyone.

Qing Yantong sneered, her eyes full of disdain. Seeing Feng Tianfu take people away, he smiled and turned around.

"Brothers, these people from the Dao Sect have no seeds, but they have been wasting everyone's time. Let's go back."

Qing Yantong shouted.

After saying this, Qing Yantong walked towards He Sheng.

"Brother Qing, sorry, I've caused you trouble."

He Sheng said apologetically.

The people from this Dao Sect came because of the black dragon, but Qing Yantong took all the responsibility.

"Hmph, the people of this Dao Sect think it's self-righteous, and they say that the black dragon pulls the Dao Sect's dragon energy, a group of idiots."

Qing Yantong cursed.

"Dragon Qi?"

He Sheng didn't understand.

"The so-called dragon energy refers to the energy of the Dao Sect. The Dao Sect is the most believed in the energy of the Dao Sect in Damen Mountain. They themselves think that the energy of the Dao Sect is connected to hundreds of black dragons in Hanoi, and one of them dies will be reduced by a lot of energy."

"That's why they want to come and make trouble."

"Also, don't look at Feng Tianfu and his men leaving like this, this guy won't let it go."

A cool look flashed in Qingyantong's eyes.
Chapter completed!