Chapter 1286 Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger

Yang Qingxuan smiled lightly, noncommittal, and asked: "They talked about 'time' before, what happened? Have you contacted the three of them in Huaqing?"

Fatty Pan said: "'Time' should refer to the time when you enter the Jiamo Temple. The temple will only be opened during a fixed hour. I don't know the specifics. The three of Hua Qing should have entered the temple. There was still contact before, and then all of a sudden it was cut off."

Yang Qingxuan pondered: "I hope they all go in."

A trace of worry inevitably arose in my heart.

From time to time, people flew over from a distance, and they all landed in the distance, showing dignified expressions, and talking in low voices.

At this time, three more people came out from the crowd and reported to Luo Wei and others that they belonged to the twenty-four families of the top ten and were accepted by Luo Wei and others.

Everyone's faces became even uglier.

A young gentleman also stepped forward, and politely clasped his fists and said, "Chu Yingjie from the Chu Family of Izumo, I should be qualified to stand with you, right?"

Luo Wei looked at him coldly, and said contemptuously, "Izumo Chu family? It seems to be... oh... I haven't heard of it, what is it for?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhang Bairen, Gu Lan and the others laughed wildly.

Even the crowd on the opposite side burst into laughter.

Chu Yingjie's face instantly turned into a pig's liver, and he said angrily, "The strength of my Izumo Chu family is not inferior to your twenty-four families! Our ancestors of the Chu family have the cultivation base of the peak of seeing the truth!"

"Bah, what strength is your patriarch's is none of your business? You trash, if you don't want to die, get away!"

Luo Wei's face immediately turned cold, he spit out a mouthful of phlegm, pointed at Chu Yingjie and scolded.

"Damn it! If you dare to humiliate me, I will show you how powerful my Izumo Chu family is!"

Chu Yingjie roared, his murderous aura surged, and he rushed over.

Wuhun's hidden scales and colors appeared, invisible fluctuations appeared in the space, Chu Yingjie's body disappeared in an instant, and even his breath was completely hidden.

Luo Wei's complexion changed slightly, he sneered, made a formula in his hand, and clapped his hands, a light blue wave spread from the palm of his hand, washing away in all directions.

Just to the left, the ripples diffract slightly, deviating from their original path.

"What a useless and terrible martial spirit!"

Luo Wei sneered, a terrifying power erupted from the palm of his hand, and he slammed it with five fingers.

The fist wind tore through the surroundings, pressing out a layer of air curtain in the space, and the momentum was huge, like a meteorite falling.

"Not good!" Chu Yingjie's face turned pale in the void, and a talisman was lit up in his hand, and the mighty power poured away from it, like a river and sea flooding a mountain, pushing it to the plain, and turning it into a barrier in front of him.

"boom!"

The two collided, bursting out ups and downs of energy, superimposed layer upon layer.

A powerful energy rushed over Chu Yingjie's body, his whole figure was constantly revealed and hidden, flickering like a firefly, and after a few breaths, the barrier shattered with a "click", and Luo Wei punched him on the chest .

"puff!"

Chu Yingjie spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs, and he flew upside down, his breath extremely weak.

"Haha, this is the difference between the top ten and twenty-four sects and other trash sects, haha."

Zhang Bairen couldn't help laughing, and said: "The evil spirits and relics in the Jiamo Temple are limited, even if there is one more person, it would be too much."

The others also smiled and nodded, obviously agreeing.

Hearing the sarcasm around him, Chu Yingjie felt dizzy, spit out another mouthful of blood, and passed out immediately.

Fatty Pan said in a low voice: "The top ten and twenty-four companies are too rampant, boss, what should we do?"

Yang Qingxuan said indifferently: "Don't worry about it, can these scumbags stop you and me? But there are still masters in the crowd around me. I feel the extraordinary aura, and even I feel jealous. The few jumping beams in front of me Clown, as long as the time comes, Chu Yingjie's end now will be a role model for them."

Fatty Pan asked in surprise: "Boss, are you also afraid of people?"

Yang Qingxuan nodded, stared at the crowd in the distance, and said: "This world is really hidden dragons and crouching tigers. That person seems to have only the peak cultivation base of the Supreme Heavenly Rank, but when I look at it with my spiritual eyes and supernatural powers, there is a kind of shock. I feel terrified."

Fatty Pan hurriedly followed Yang Qingxuan's gaze. What Yang Qingxuan was staring at was a slender man in gray clothes. His appearance was so ordinary that it was difficult to attract attention even in the crowd, and his cultivation was indeed at the peak of the heavenly rank .

Fatty Pan pondered: "This person seems to be called Zhong Jie."

"Zhong Jie?" Yang Qingxuan murmured, his eyes flickering, and said: "If we meet, this person will be my strong opponent to win the championship."

As time passed, more than twenty masters from the top ten and twenty-four schools gathered in front of the skeleton bird statue.

At this time, another figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Gongshuqing!"

Yang Qingxuan kept silent, folded his hands in front of his chest, quietly watched Gongshu Qing Feiluo move forward, and greeted the top ten and twenty-four masters.

"So it's Brother Qing!"

As soon as Luo Wei saw Gongshuqing, he immediately greeted him enthusiastically. The strength of the Gongshu family was close to the top ten, and with the tyrannical puppet, it was no longer even below the top ten.

Moreover, the fall of the geniuses of Gongshu Zang and others has long been rumored, causing great shock.

Everyone knew that the possibility of Gong Shuqing becoming the heir of the Patriarch was extremely high.

The other 20 or so people were all smiling, even a little obsequious.

Gong Shuqing smiled and said: "Brother Luo Wei and others have done well, they should draw a restricted area, not everyone is eligible to enter the Jiamo Temple."

Luo Wei said: "We are discussing to set up a large evil formation to keep these minions out, so as not to disturb our interest in spawning monsters."

Gong Shuqing's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Good idea, my ginseng is naturally indispensable for this large formation..."

Before the last word "and" was uttered, he stopped inexplicably, as if he was suddenly choked on a meal, he swallowed it violently, and swallowed it forcefully.

The indifference and calmness in Gong Shuqing's eyes suddenly turned into panic, because he accidentally caught a glimpse of Yang Qingxuan from the corner of his eye, and his face turned pale.

"Brother Qing, brother Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Wei called out a few times.

Feng Hao said: "Brother Qing's complexion doesn't seem very good. I have a Bisheng Pill here, which can remove blood stasis and activate blood. It is of great benefit to internal injuries or cultivation, so I will give it to Brother Qing for free."

Gong Shuqing wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, declined Feng Hao's kindness, and said, "I just suffered from an internal injury, and I feel a little unwell. In the land of the Lord, it is not good to divide the restricted area casually? I firmly disagree with this matter, and naturally I will not participate in it."

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