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Chapter 118 Fighting

"Brother Yang Zhou, the Zixiao Sect is vain in the name of the upright sect, and wants to do things that are plundered. You are also in this situation in Wangshui Pavilion, and you will suffer from it after a while. This time, I invite you to come to Tianji Mountain to discuss this. Deal with those who come from the Zixiao Sect."

Song Ming wrote it.

Yang Zhou is the owner of the nearby Wangshui Pavilion, a casual cultivator in the later stage of foundation establishment, he can be called a great monk.

This person once competed with Ziyu of Zixiao sect for the top spot, and even defeated Yao Yuan who had learned the sword art of vast thunder from Zixiao sect.

His reputation is far and wide, and he can be regarded as a great monk in this area.

With this person present, several Zixiao Sect disciples dared to act presumptuously.

Song Ming stroked his beard with a dark smile on his face.

Keep these Zixiaozong disciples away, and when the Zixiaozong elders come again, their families will have almost dealt with the spiritual things by then.

At that time, all they will be left with is a mess.

Earlier, he was intimidated by the fierce methods of Fire Demon Sect and Shi Jiandong.

Now that I came back to my senses, I found that Zixiaozong was much easier to deal with than these sects.

As long as it doesn't hurt your life, there are plenty of means.

"Although the seven major sects are superior, they are not ordered by one order. All are ups and downs. Everyone in Dafeng State and Taizhou is fighting to the death, but doing some tricks is nothing."

Almost all of these foundation-building monks have gone through life and death, and I don't know how many times they have gone through, where they will surrender when they hear their names.

Besides, there were only a few disciples.

"Most of the Zixiao Sect's disciples come from families. They are self-destructing their foundation. Once this is done, I don't know how many disciples are renounced and even leave."

As far as he knew, another vein had sprung up in the Fire Demon Sect, disobeying orders.

Only Shijian Cave has the least number of people and the situation is better.

Like a bird, the flying boat passes through the clouds and chases the sun, swinging into the sea of ​​clouds.

Looking at the mountains and rivers below, He Qing's thoughts welled up for a moment.

Zixiaozong's actions like this will inevitably make the sect's inner heart dissatisfied.

One must know that most of the families involved in this attack have disciples in the mountains.

I'm afraid these families have already received the news as soon as the order was issued.

"The general trend of the world is ahead, there is nothing to do," He Qing sighed.

Even Daoist Qingxu is not omnipotent, facing such a situation, he has to make a decision.

Either sink, or rise up, looking for vitality.

However, a generation of Jindan cultivators have come out of all kinds of difficulties and dangers, so how could they be willing to live like insects in the world.

After this time, the entire Zixiao Sect may be divided into two parts.

Some of them will naturally go across the sea.

The other part belonged to the major families, or stayed on Jinyu Island as a kindling, waiting for the aura to dissipate.

The mountains in the distance are like forests, high above the sky.

From a very far distance, He Qing could see the continuous black buildings above.

Tianji Shanfang City is very high. It is good at producing lightning strike wood, many birds and beasts lay eggs here, and there are some mineral veins.

Although the geographical location is not good, but the aura is extremely rich, and the real estate is rich, it can be regarded as the center in the surrounding square city, which is extremely prosperous.

As soon as the flying boat entered this area, the temperature suddenly dropped, and it was extremely cold.

This kind of cold is bone-penetrating, but at the same time, the aura in this world is also extremely abundant.

The flying boat landed slowly on the mountainside.

He Qing got off the flying boat first, followed by Tang Mingyu and Yan Liang.

"The Song family is the most respected in Tianjishanfang City, and its owner, Song Ming, is a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Let's go to the Song family first." Yan Liang suggested.

He Qing frowned lightly.

According to his understanding, it is impossible for these aristocratic families to just give up the spiritual land and mines.

Headed by the Song family, they will definitely get entangled with the surrounding forces.

The best way is to avoid Tianji Mountain and go to other areas first.

Then kill chickens to warn monkeys, collect evidence of crimes, and those who are willing to take the initiative to give exercises will not be compensated, and those who do not cooperate will be attacked with thunderous means to divide the opponent.

Or a combination of fiction and reality, first attracting the large troops assembled by the opponent to one side, and then attacking from the other side.

But He Qing glanced at Tang Mingyu and Yan Liang.

"Okay." He said softly.

They have a complete advantage, so there is no need to use some small tricks.

When He Qing was refining qi, he was able to kill monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Now, after the foundation is established, there are even more heavenly movements, second-level middle-grade thunder beads, and second-level purple lightning sword.

It doesn't matter how many people come to the opponent, with Yan Liang and Tang Mingyu present, they directly smashed them head-on, showing the might of the Zixiao sect.

Yan Liang is in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and his real strength can almost approach that of a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment.

There is absolutely no reason for the few people to lower their heads in fear.

It may be possible to win with cunning tactics, but I am afraid that these families will still have other thoughts.

The frontal defeat was so grandiose that they couldn't afford to resist at all.

Around the square city, tall walls were built with gray and white boulders, and towers were erected, and there were people looking out on them.

Tianjishanfang City is more like a city than other Fangshi, and the houses in it are very dense.

Many casual cultivators came and went, carrying swords and knives.

Before He Qing and his group reached the door, they saw seven or eight people standing at the door.

The leader is a middle-aged man, dressed in a purple robe and a small crown.

"But a visitor from Zixiao Sect?" Song Ming shouted with a warm smile on his face.

"Exactly, this is Yan Liang, may I ask your Excellency?" Yan Liang asked with a frown.

Among the three, Yan Liang is the head. After all, this person is older, and his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation establishment is very extraordinary.

"My lord, Song Ming, as soon as I heard that distinguished guests were coming, I dared to come immediately, not only was there no delay."

"I have set up a banquet at home, waiting for all the disciples to take their seats."

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Song has a heart." Yan Liang nodded and smiled.

When entering Fangshi, He Qing saw many casual cultivators gathered in a group and left.

"Song Daoyou, do you know what these people are going to do?" He Qing asked.

"How do I know that?" Song Ming said with a smile on his face.

He Qing didn't ask too many questions, and the group arrived at the Song Mansion soon.

The Song Mansion almost occupied a street, with red walls and blue tiles. On this bare Tianji Mountain, here is the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, with exotic flowers and brocades.

As soon as you enter the door, you will find a courtyard around the wall, with small bridges and flowing water, clusters of secluded bamboos, and a huge pine tree standing next to the small pavilion.

When they arrived at the small courtyard, more than a dozen slender and beautiful women in white gauze skirts stood quietly and waited on them.

"My lord, please." A woman whispered softly.

"You Daoist Song will enjoy it." Yan Liang couldn't help asking.

"The honored guests have just arrived in Fangshi, why don't you rest here at night, Qingzhu, the young masters rest here, remember to take good care of them, don't be contemptuous."

After entering the house, I realized that there were quite a lot of people at the banquet.

As soon as the few people entered the room, everyone's eyes turned to look over.

He Qing secretly counted, a total of seven Foundation Establishment cultivators gathered here, including eight from Song and Ming Dynasties.

Song Ming asked them to come here, probably because he wanted to show off.

It's a pity that he can scare others, but he can't scare a few people.

Yan Liang also sat down with a chuckle, without any pressure on his body.

On the surface, he is the leader of this team, but Yan Liang knows that the real strength is the junior beside him.

Acquired the vast thunder and intent sword art.

That day when he sparred with Bauhinia in the sky, he used his sword tactics to his heart's content, and the heaven and earth resonated. This kind of power was far inferior to him.

If it is said that his combat power is almost comparable to that of casual cultivators in the late stage of foundation establishment, then this Junior Brother He can almost kill casual cultivators in the late stage of foundation establishment.

The skills practiced by Sanxiu are so different from the secret code of Zixiao Shenlei that they are almost incomparable.

If it is the late stage of foundation establishment of the small sect, maybe.

"This is Wang Xiaoyun, who is the head of the Wang family." Song Ming introduced.

"You guys are friendly." The beautiful woman smiled charmingly, wearing a red robe, deliberately bent down, her breasts half exposed.

Song Ming immediately cursed inwardly.

Although this woman is enthusiastic about him tomorrow, it is not to this extent.

It is best for him to be a young disciple from the Seven Great Sects. He likes old cows to eat tender grass, but he doesn't like old grass like him.

Especially the few people in front of me are all the true biography of Zixiao Sect. The man in the red robe and the purple gold crown has a handsome face, a tall figure, and an elegant and noble aura. It is really eye-catching to put on a woman .

Thinking of this, Song Ming couldn't help but look at He Qing a few more times.

It was found that although this person's cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation establishment, the trace of nobility on his body shrouded his head like a substance, which made him feel a sense of boredom in his heart.

In fact, this is the breath that drifted from He Qing's body after absorbing the thunder.

The sky thunder originally belongs to the sky, and it is a catastrophe on the monk's road, so the monk has a strong sense of it.

The beautiful woman Wang Xiaoyun sat beside He Qing and poured wine for him.

On the side Tang Mingyu felt bitter and stared at Wang Xiaoyun bitterly.

"Song Daoyou, you should know why we are here today." He Qing asked straight to the point.

He lightly raised his wine glass, took a sip, and then squinted his eyes to look at Song Ming.

"Of course I know, it's just that after all, these are the property of my family and others. Is it too domineering for the Zixiao Sect to collect them like this? Is it in the name of violating the righteous way?"

"These spiritual land veins are naturally raised, and you can just rely on your own strength to use them for a period of time. Why do they belong to you?" He Qing asked rhetorically.

"According to Fellow Daoist He, we can also use the spiritual land occupied by Zixiaozong?" Song Ming did not show any weakness.

In just a few words, the atmosphere at the banquet was already tense.

Wang Xiaoyun wanted to lean on He Qing's body, but found that the person in front of him spoke sharply, and with a few words, the gentle atmosphere was stripped away, and it became cold in an instant.

She hurried to the side, feeling a little resentful in her heart.

Not only can the beautiful thing in my heart not be done, but I am afraid that I will have to do it once.

'I really don't understand the style.'

"You can try."

As soon as this remark came out, Song Ming immediately looked gloomy, and then he chuckled.

"We naturally dare not disobey the order of Zixiaozong, as long as we need a grace period of one month, otherwise it will be difficult to obey." Song Ming said lightly.

While speaking, the other seven people looked at them together, and their aura gradually increased, and the intercourse was as turbulent as a tsunami.

He Qing never spoke.

Yan Liang stood up.

"January? Not even a day!" He said lightly.

"Too much deceit, could it be that you and others regard me and fellow Taoists as nothing?" Song Ming said angrily.

"In short, my family's affairs have not been moved yet, so it is absolutely impossible to let them go, unless you want to have a fight with us."

"Is it really so obsessed?" Yan Liang asked in a deep voice.

"Or you can invite the elders in the door to discuss together, otherwise it will be impossible."

If a message is sent back at this time, and then the elders in the door are invited, let alone the incompetence of a few people, it will take at least half a month just to go back and forth.

He Qing stood up, and he said softly: "However, there are several families in the Fan family that are really clean. If Zixiaozong wants to be clean, you dare to ask yourself whether you can escape.

Forget it, if you are so obsessed with obsession, I am afraid that you are deceiving me that the Zixiao Sect is not as cruel as the Fire Demon Sect. "

"Since that's the case, there's no need to waste your time. I'll ask for the last time, whether to let it go or not." He Qing looked at Song Ming in a cold voice.

This person is the key to this group.

He Qing thinks he is not a purely good person.

But which of the spiritual lands occupied by these families in front of them were not taken away, and which ones were not infected with human life.

Back then they were able to snatch it from others, but today Zixiao Sect can snatch it from them.

This is the truest state of the world of cultivating immortals.

What's more, Zixiaozong has worked hard to maintain Qingzhou in recent years, and wiped out pirate repairs, allowing these families to recuperate and develop wantonly without any worries.

If it were Dafeng State, where thieves are rampant and there are many demons, how can it be compared with here.

Under the rule of the Fire Demon Sect, all families and sects dare not surrender.

When I got here, there were many obstacles.

Sometimes being a good person is more tiring.

That being the case, at this time, let He Qing be a villain.

Flying across the sea, He Qing is bound to be in it, which is related to his future.

"No!" Song Ming's voice fluctuated.

He wants to see how these three foundation-building monks will take these things away from their seven foundation-building monks.

Moreover, in the future of Wangshuige Yang Zhou, this person is a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, and he is well-known throughout Qingzhou.

With him in charge, there is no need to be afraid.

Unless Zixiaozong really invites an elder from the later stage of foundation establishment.

But it was too late then.

"it is good!"

bass!
He Qing drew out his sword, his eyes were like lightning, and he coldly swept across several people.

Needless to say, Tang Mingyu has already made a move to seize the opportunity.

She glared at the beautiful woman Wang Xiaoyun, and then she had a graceful figure, like a black jade rose.

The black pattern on her white jade-like shoulders is glowing with a faint light, hazy.

For a moment, the eight people were all in a trance.

Yan Liang glanced at Tang Mingyu, surprised.

It's kind of scary that one early stage foundation builder can seduce eight foundation builder monks at the same time.

The sword light was like a tide, spreading across the entire room in an instant.

Song Ming woke up and saw the silver-white sword light like electricity.

There was a hint of fear in the sword light, as if a ruthless god was commenting on him.

He immediately drew out his sword to block it, but the sword energy was instantly wiped out, disappearing out of thin air.

Yan Liang summoned a lot of sand and stones to trap the others, and at the same time, a khaki barrier blocked the three of them.

He's not good at offense, he's good at defense.

With He Qing's random sword strike, all eight of them were covered with wounds, and bright red blood oozed from them, staining their clothes red.

"Okay! You really don't take us seriously." Song Ming said angrily.

"But err."

The foundation of these casual cultivators is too poor, whether it is despite or defense, there are too many flaws in his eyes.

That being the case.

Linglei possessed state.

Thunder!

The silver-white sword light stirred the whole world like a tornado appearing in the sea.

(End of this chapter)