There are ninety-eight Qi training technicians in the Qingyi Yamen, and there are naturally many monks in the mortal realm. This time, they have been pursuing the forces in Qizhou and recruiting soldiers. Originally, the people who were recruited this time should not have been used so early, but the situation in Laizhou is very serious, so they have to use war to support the war.

From Qizhou to Laizhou, Song Jiao brought the last batch of elite troops in Qingyi Yamen. Qingshui Villa has the Wang family, which is also the stronghold of the Pinglu Army's Jianghu. There is no need to say much about the role. After Song Jiao entered the boundary of Laizhou, she first rushed here, and this happened just now.

However, it was not only the Qingyi Yamen who came to Qingshui Villa.

"Your Excellency, I will not believe in the next word."

Not long after Song Jiao finished speaking, a Taoist robe walked over into the dark night.

The Taoist in the green robe has a smooth footsteps, always smiling like a spring breeze. Every step is calm and composed, as if he is walking in a leisurely garden. He exudes a misty white light, and there is a feeling of making the wilderness shine. His breath is peaceful, and people will feel good and intimate at a glance. It is like a spring breeze. No one will hate the spring breeze.

But his words were too arrogant.

But when he said it lightly from his mouth, it seemed extremely convincing and made people unable to feel suspicious.

He walked past the gray-clothed ice sculptures and slowly walked to the Qing-clothed swordsman. His speed was really unfast, not as fast as it seemed, but really slow.

But his steps were very strong, and he walked straight to the swordsman in Qingyi, without any intention of avoiding the two of them.

The two swordsmen in green looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. Facing the Qing-robed Taoist who walked straight up without dodging, they chose to make way. This action was so sudden, but it was taken for granted, indicating that in their opinion, both sides were not at the same level at all, and there was no need to fight.

Song Jiao was still standing on the treetops.

Standing high is not pretending to behave, but because the height is the most suitable place to play to her strengths, just like Shao Siming. Since the appearance of the Taoist Taoist in the green robe, she kept looking at the other person and didn't speak until the other person approached, she slowly spoke: "Do you think my words are unreliable?"

The Taoist in the green robe smiled gently and said, "I don't believe the next word of your words."

He repeated the previous words.

This is arrogant, rude, rampant, and confident.

"good."

This time, Song Jiao only said one word.

When she finished speaking, she had disappeared from the treetops and instantly arrived in front of the green-robed Taoist, and blasted at the green-robed Taoist with one palm.

The Taoist in the green robe stretched out his palm, his eyebrows and eyes were still calm and calm, and his smile was still on his lips, as if it was really easy for him to take this palm.

His confidence showed that he could not only easily take this palm, but also seriously injured the other party.

Two swordsmen in blue looked at this scene from afar and couldn't help but hold their breath.

They knew Song Jiao's strength very well. She was one of the four masters in the Qingyi Yamen and the highest one, but they didn't know how high it was, because they had never seen Song Jiao take action.

But the blue-robed Taoist in front of me gave people the feeling that he was from heaven and earth to gods and demons, and I looked at him casually.

That kind of demeanor is not to look down on all directions, but to look down on all directions.

However, the next scene stunned the two swordsmen in blue.

The two palms fought each other, and the expected stalemate did not appear, and the winner was quickly decided.

Song Jiao's palm directly pushed the green-robed Taoist's palm back and hit the other party's chest heavily!

A loud voice from the man in the rain opened a layer of white halo that was extremely bright.

The Taoist in the green robe vomited blood and flew backwards, like a kite with broken strings, knocking down countless gray-clothed ice sculptures, and slid several feet away after landing!

The two men in Qingyi looked at each other with a confused look on their faces.

Is this the end?

The Taoist in the green robe struggled to arch his upper body, covered his chest and his eyes protruded, and said with difficulty: "You......Nine-layer?!"

Without saying a word, he fell down.

He originally thought that Yi Shuihan was just a group attack technique, and Song Jiao should not be good at fighting alone. With his cultivation level of seventh level of Qi training, he may not have no chance of winning against the opponent's Qi training level of eighth level, and even if he has no chance of winning, he may not necessarily lose.

Who would have thought that when Song Jiao, who had not appeared in the world for several years, had already reached the ninth level of Qi training when she reappeared in the world?

Song Jiao sneered: "It's just a seventh level of Qi training. I'm going to make myself like a god. Who can I scare you?"

The two swordsmen in blue were speechless.

It was not until this time that the Qingyi Yamen monks who followed Song Jiao here rushed over from the official road.

Song Jiao stretched out her hand and pointed to the direction of Qingshui Villa: "No chickens and dogs are left!"

Dozens of swordsmen in green ran out from her side.

In Qingshui Villa, Mu Qingliuzheng and Wang Hanshan were sitting and drinking tea.

The monks in the Qingyi Yamen were monitoring the villa, they knew; the monks in the gray-clothed ones went out to chase each other, and they also heard the sound of Yi Shuihan's flute.

But they don't care.

Because someone has taken action.

Wang Hanshan hesitated for a moment: "Yi Shuihan and Song Jiao have been famous for a long time. Master Zhou is really sure?"

Mu Qingliu shook the whisk, changed his arms and hugged him, and said calmly: "Although Senior Brother Zhou only has seven levels of Qi training, his demeanor is not bad, which makes people afraid. The secret techniques he practices can make people unable to raise their fighting spirit, and with outstanding combat skills, it should not be a problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone rushed out of the door and reported urgently: "Master Zhou was killed!"

Mu Qingliu's expression froze: "This..."

Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang looked at each other speechlessly. Chen Beiwang bowed and said, "Zhou Dao Zheng practiced Qi seventh level, but he could not defeat the other party, wouldn't that be..."

He originally wanted to say, wouldn't that be bad?

Unexpectedly, Mu Qingliu shook the whisk, then hugged her again, and said calmly: "That's right, there is also Senior Brother Yu."

Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang were both happy: "Master Yu?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Yu is introverted and doesn't like to talk to others, so the two generals didn't see him, but he was outside the villa. To be honest, Senior Brother Yu's cultivation has reached the eighth level of Qi training, and he specializes in swordsmanship. He is best at fighting alone. In my Penglai Immortal Sect, his swordsmanship has no rivals." Mu Qingliu said confidently.

Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang nodded with relief: "Penglai is worthy of being an immortal sect, and it is indeed a profound foundation. We are very eye-opening today."

Mu Qingliu: "It's easy to talk about, it's easy to talk about."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested, his mind was leisurely, and he was sure to win.

From time to time, someone rushed to the door and reported: "Master Yu was defeated!"

Mu Qingliu was picking up the tea bowl, and his movements were suddenly in the air, silently putting down the tea bowl.

Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang looked at each other, and looked at Mu Qingliu with expectations: "I didn't expect Taoist Master Yu was defeated... First, he practiced Qi seventh level, and then the eighth level, so why don't he... next..."

They both wanted to say, then shouldn’t we take action at the ninth level of Qi training next?

Mu Qingliu shook the whisk, then changed the side and hugged it again, and said with a serious look on his face: "That's right, we have to rely on both of you next."

Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang: "..."

After just finished speaking, the Penglai Dao Sect had a deep foundation and thought that the other party had sent the Ninth Level of Qi Training, but unexpectedly, he was told that he had to rely on him. Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang's faces turned green.

Chen Beiwang stood up with a slap in the table.

Since he dared to come to Qingshui Villa, of course he would not be unprepared.

The Chen family did not have a high-level monk in Qi training, but Chen Beiwang was the commander of the Pinglu Army and the Cavalry Army!

"The order: The horse army attacks and guards the villa!"

He brought two elite horse soldiers to command!

......

All directions are cut off by Yin and Yang graphics, and there are leaf chains in all directions. No matter how Li Ye dodges, he will be attacked. As long as he pauses, he will be twisted by countless leaf chains!

Flying Leaf Locking Immortal Formation!

Li Ye activated his cloud boots and dodged to a safe position. Lu Jujian stood in front of his eyebrows, his eyes as lightning as he shouted in a low voice: "Qinglian Mountain!"

Purple clouds rose in the air, and in an instant, they were so thick that they covered the sky and the sun, and even the rain never fell again.

Purple clouds are rolling.

Lightning and thunder can no longer tell whether it is a magical phenomenon or a normal phenomenon on a thunderstorm night.

After a purple cloud mountain planted with green lotus appeared, it smashed down on the wasteland and fell into the Feiye Lock Immortal Formation!

The Yin and Yang patterns on all sides trembled violently, shaking, and instantly shattered, dissipating like smoke.

Countless flying chains also turned into vanish at the foot of Qinglian Mountain. When the entire Qinglian Mountain exploded, the flying broken leaves danced wildly in the sky, even denser than the rain.

Li Ye flew backwards and spit three mouthfuls of blood in the air.

The gap between the two realms is not for nothing, and the Feiye Lock Immortal Formation is even more extraordinary. However, what Li Ye couldn't stand the most was Shao Siming's own strength. She was undoubtedly stronger than ordinary cultivators of the same realm.

Although Qinglian Mountain broke through the Feiye Suo Xian Formation, the waves of the recoil caused Li Ye's Qihai to churn, and the spiritual energy crashed everywhere, as if it was about to break the constraints of the meridians and exploded out. When it was critical, the dragon energy in its body suddenly swam and roared, emitting wisps of golden air flow, wandering around the eight strange meridians, smoothing down the spiritual energy running everywhere, allowing Li Ye to avoid the breakage of the meridians and bleeding from the seven holes on the spot.

After turning back and falling to the ground, Li Ye immediately fell into his waist, and the soil next to his feet splashed everywhere. A large piece of mud around his feet sunk, and the parts below his knees were all below the ground level. The golden air flow emitted by the dragon energy seemed to have an irresistible majestic will. The running aura quickly expressed surrender, which allowed Li Ye to stabilize his body.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and bowed to look at Shao Siming.

The gauze was wet, because it was stained with blood. It was obvious that the Feiye Lock Immortal Formation was broken, and Shao Siming was not easy. However, compared to Li Ye who vomited three mouthfuls of blood, she still felt much better. This can be seen from the fact that she still stood firmly on the leaves.

The night breeze blew on his face and the gauze scarf was rising lightly. Shao Siming still looked calm at this moment.

Or maybe it was not calm, the scarf blocked her face and also covered most of her expressions. However, those clear and clear eyes were no longer as unscathed as Gu Bo, but had a sharp meaning, which showed that her fighting spirit was boiling.

Li Ye did not stay in place. After falling, he jumped out again and rushed into the weeds quickly. He was extremely fast, and his body was like a strong wind. Behind him, the weeds fell to both sides, revealing a straight passage. The weeds that were originally blocking his feet were all shattered and scattered.
To be continued...