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Chapter 4 Meet

Especially the Taoist who was holding a whisk, his pressure was obviously higher than that of the other four people. It was not the ordinary ninth level of Qi training, but it was very likely to reach the state of Great Perfection of the Ninth Level of Qi training, or even a half-step foundation building!

Only the five major Taoist sects can appear. At this moment, Yang Fuguang didn’t need to think about it. He was a Taoist from Zhongnan Mountain. He was in the east, and the west, Shu Mountain in the north, Dongting in the north, and the Taoist from these sects could not appear in Xuzhou.

However, the five Nine-level Qi training levels still surprised Yang Fuguang. Under normal circumstances, even the Dao Sect of Zhongnan Mountain could not send so many powerful people. Yang Fuguang had heard of the battle in Niushou Mountain. Nangong's first battle with the Four Swords of Zhongnan alone made the opponent return in a defeat.

At that time, the first level of Nangong was just the ninth level of Qi training. Being able to break the famous sword formation of the Four Swords of Zhongnan only means that the other party’s cultivation is less than the ninth level of Qi training. But now... the four Taoists on these four sides are clearly the Four Swords of Zhongnan.

Yang Fuguang used the spiritual energy of the Qihai Sea, bathed in the white light. He bowed and stared at Wuyazi, and sneered: "As the Taoist Sect of the Tang Dynasty, it actually harmed the country of the Tang Dynasty. The Taoist Sect of the Zhongnan Mountain is really impressive. What is the difference between you and the Hu people outside the border who violated the border?"

"The Tang Dynasty has reached its end, and the collapse is the number of days. Ordinary people can only follow the trend, how can they go against the sky? Now that the Emperor of Daqi ascended the throne and Zhongnan Mountain assisted the new king to ascend the throne, they will naturally benefit endlessly and share some fortunes of heaven and earth. However, as you can see, my Zhongnan Mountain is now booming, and the monks' realm has increased significantly, which is a clear proof, so this is not harming the country, but saving the country."

Wuyazi was condescending and spoke lightly in a tone of promoting the truth. He was determined to take Yang Fuguang and Zhou Ji without bloodshed. After all, he didn't want to confront the Zhongwu Army head-on. That was all a great gift he wanted to offer to Zhu Wen, so he said a few more words.

Yang Fuguang gritted his teeth and his momentum continued to rise, which meant that he was accumulating the power of attack. Even if he was surrounded by a strong enemy, he would not be afraid of fighting. He was loyal to the country at a critical moment, but he just died. Yang Fuguang was not afraid of death. He stared at Wuyazi: "It's a lot of nonsense! The state is difficult. As a Tang minister, you should have saved the difficult times, but you took advantage of the situation and acted nonsense. What's the difference between such behavior and robbers?"

"It's stubborn!" Wu Yazi snorted coldly, looking a little impatient, as if he was stung by an ant, losing his patience. Besides, he didn't want to waste time and was rushed to the scene by Zhongwu Army. "Since he is not educated, I'll send you to hell! He claims to be loyal ministers, so he'll be buried with the Tang Dynasty!"

After Wuyazi finished speaking, the four swords of Zhongnan were about to take action.

Zhou Ji's face turned pale, his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his face looked panicked.

Yang Fuguang was not afraid and was ready to serve the country with death. He knew very well that loyal ministers and soldiers sacrificed themselves to serve the country, achieved success and fame, and were remembered by the world, and many died in nameless people. He never hoped that he could live to see the destruction of the thieves, wait for the rainbow to come and return home in glory. He was ready to die in the storm and dying on the battlefield!

When both sides were about to take action, Wu Yazi suddenly changed his expression: "Slow down!"

After saying that, he looked north, looking alert.

The four swords of Zhongnan had already taken the hand to hold the hilt of the sword, but they all stopped moving and looked at Wuyazi's gaze.

They all practice the nine levels of Qi, and their Qi is powerful. At this moment, they have keenly sensed it, and a master is approaching.

Yang Fuguang and Zhou Ji had a slightly lower cultivation level. When they saw each other's reaction, they looked north. They didn't know who was coming, and they didn't think that someone would come to save them. Near Xuzhou, there was no enough to compete with the five forces at the ninth level of Qi training. Since there was no, who could come to save, who dared to save, and who could save them?

But they didn't think that Wuyazi was lying to them because there was no need for this.

The moon is very beautiful today, the bright moon hangs high, the stars are like the sea, and the Milky Way lies outside the void, dazzling and bright.

On the majestic outline of the city tower, four people rose against the wind, flew away, and came in the air.

The other party reached a short distance, but there were a man and three women. The man in the lead was tall and holding a folding fan.

"You are flattered to welcome you in this posture."

The three women scattered and each occupied a roof. The man holding a folding fan walked approaching slowly, as if he was completely unaware of the danger he was facing. He was separated from everyone, but the roof of a courtyard stopped and bowed to him: "If it ruins the atmosphere of the duel, I will accompany you first."

Yang Fuguang and Zhou Ji were not sure, so they didn't know this person, and they didn't know what he meant. Wuyazi's face was low, and he felt the fluctuations of each other's spiritual energy, which was actually the ninth level of Qi training.

Not only this young man, but also the three women, their aura was also very strong. He was slightly frightened. He didn't know what the other party came from, but they all had reached this level of cultivation. This is simply incredible, because the nine levels of Qi training in the world are basically in Chang'an in the past, and in the Dao Sect and Border, how could four nine levels of Qi training appear out of thin air in the heart of the Central Plains?

Those three women, each of them, have the most charming gifts, who are they?

However, Wuyazi's important things are in his own way and he has no intention of getting involved with the other party. He doesn't think that anyone who dares to ruin the matter of Zhongnan Mountain will not have such an existence in the world's Taoist Sect. Wuyazi also does not think that these four levels of Qi training have the strength to fight with them.

So Wuyazi said coldly: "Doing business in Zhongnan Mountain, idle people retreat, I don't want to say it again."

Wuyazi thought the other party would be afraid, and at the least he had to explain the reason, so he whispered and retreated. However, the other party ignored him at all. Instead, he looked at Yang Fuguang and asked politely: "I don't know if there are Yang Jianjun and Zhou Lian envoys in this place?"

Seeing each other asking this question, Yang Fuguang and Zhou Ji couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in their hearts. Could it be that they are really here to save them?

"I am Zhou Ji!"

"Our Yang Fuguang, I wonder who this hero is?"

The young man suddenly realized that he was greeting again, and he seemed very caring: "I have seen Yang Jianjun and Zhou Lianzhe, and he was rude and rude." After seeing the ceremony, he stood up, opened the folding fan with a snap, and gently swayed on his chest. In Yang Fuguang's confusion and Wuyazi's angry eyes, he said slowly: "Let's go to Li Ye."

Everyone was stunned. Why did King An Li Ye come to Xuzhou? Then Yang Fuguang and Zhou Ji couldn't help but greet him: "It turns out to be His Highness, Prince An, please pay homage to His Highness!"

Li Ye smiled calmly: "Why do you have to be so polite? I came to disturb you rashly, but it was already rude. Don't blame me."

"Li Ye!" Wu Yazi immediately gritted his teeth. Zhongnanshan had an old grudge with Li Ye. This was obvious. The Qinglian of Chi back then was Li Ye. After so many years, Zhongnanshan had already confirmed that he had no time to ask him for trouble. After all, Huang Chao had been involved in the matter, and Li Ye was far away in Pinglu again.

Now seeing Li Ye, it was so jealous of enemies when they met. Wuyazi couldn't help it: "You dare to appear in front of me! Kill him for me!"

The four swords in Zhongnan were drawn out of the sheath. Judging from their anger, they clearly wanted to stab 10,000 holes in Li Ye before they could relieve their hatred.

However, before they could go out, a strange movement came from their feet. A big hole was suddenly broken on the roof, and two green leaf chains rushed out like sharp arrows from the string!

The four swordsmen retreated one after another, swung their swords and slashed at the Yelian chain in front of them. In an instant, the Yelian chain exploded, but turned into flying leaves all over the sky, like countless flying swords, covering the four people.

At this moment, a few feet long Bai Lian in the sky, like a rolling Milky Way, rushed towards the four swordsmen, covering the sky like the sky. Bai Lian's end was held in a red hand.

From beginning to end, Li Ye didn't move for a moment.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yazi's face changed and he said in a lost voice: "Wanye Feihua, his naked hands are white, killing people and demons, and stunning the city and the country. You are the eldest son of Penglai!"

The eldest son of Penglai, Siming, has only appeared in Pinglu, but his reputation has long been spread. Wuyazi can not recognize the faces of the two, but such distinctive martial arts will not be left unheard of.

Wuyazi's face instantly fell like water. The five great Taoist sects in the world were not in the same lineage, but each occupied one side and formed a sect. The Taoist sect went out of the world and participated in the great struggle between the world, which was actually the struggle between the five Taoist sects.

Before Wuyazi could do it, the melodious and melodious sound of flutes sounded in the night sky, sometimes as clear as orioles, sometimes as high as a mountain torrent, sometimes as clear as a clear spring.

Accompanied by the sound of the flute, there were heavy snow falling in the night sky, and the frost that spreads rapidly under everyone's feet.

The eldest son Si was determined to fight against four with two, which was originally at a disadvantage, but with the sound of the flute, heavy snow and frost, the situation immediately changed.

Wuyazi couldn't help but take a step back this time, his muscles twitched slightly, and he stared at the purple-robed woman on the roof in the distance: "I don't know the cold if I don't hear Yishui, but the sound of the jade flute comes out! Bailu Cave, Song Jiao?! It's really you, you really got along with Li Ye!"

On that day, Song Jiao appeared in Niushou Mountain. She had passed by Zhongnan Mountain, but later disappeared out of thin air. Just like the green lotus in the pond, the Taoist in Zhongnan Mountain naturally recognized her.

Wuyazi's expression was unpredictable at this moment. Yi Shuihan was a range control technique. Song Jiao was not good at fighting alone, but it was easy to cooperate with the eldest son Siming to hold on to the four swords of Zhongnan.

In addition, Wanye Feihua is known for her elusive and strange speed. It is perfect for Yi Shuihan. In addition, Dasiming was disrupting the situation, so the Zhongnan Four Swords Sword Formation was difficult to unfold and happened to be suppressed.

Wuyazi stared at Li Ye, and saw that the other party was still standing in the distance and was still shaking the fan, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Yang Fuguang and Zhou Ji had only heard of Li Ye and their reputation for dealing with Wei Baoheng and Liu Xingshen, but they didn't know that there were so many masters under his command. With one move, even the four swords of Zhongnan could be suppressed. While being shocked and surprised, they were also overjoyed.
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