My Disciple's Milk is Fierce

"Who are you?"

Leng Qianqiu's eyes were cold, without any emotion.

"Shenhuang Tianyin, Beichenheng."

Bei Chenheng said something lightly.

"Oh?"

Leng Qianqiu's complexion remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "Is that old guy Bei Chenyong dead? If the old man's guess is correct, you should be his son. You are just a junior. You can become a saint by relying on luck. Can you steal the throne of God Emperor?"

"Is there no one left in the Tianyin Dynasty?"

This speech came out.

Bei Chenheng, who originally wanted to show his presence in front of his seniors, was completely enraged.

This is no longer a slap in the face, but throwing Tianyin Dynasty and his own face to the ground fiercely, stepping on it countless times.

"Based on what you said today, even if the emperor kills you here today, it is reasonable!"

Beichenheng's robe bulged, and his aura rose again, reaching the middle stage of a saint. A ray of holy power oppressed the world, causing the void to begin to distort.

"Pretend."

Leng Qianqiu gave a disdainful smile, he glanced at Bei Chenheng, instead of continuing to pay attention, but put his mind on the Great Wilderness City, he spoke again.

"Lord Tianji, do you still want me to invite you out?"

talking.

Leng Qianqiu strode forward and walked towards Tianji Building.

below.

Seeing Leng Qianqiu's actions, Luo Yi's brows were filled with joy, is there such a good thing?
This Leng Qianqiu seems to be sending her to die?

When he entered the Tianji Building, if he wanted to poke flat and pinch round, wouldn't it be up to him?
"Senior is also something you can disturb?"

At this time.

Bei Chenheng shouted angrily, and stretched out his big hand, the chaotic energy in his palm was surging, as if it had turned into a small world, grand and heavy, and suppressed towards Leng Qianqiu.

Luo Yi: "."

this moment.

He didn't know whether it should be said that Bei Chenheng had good eyesight or not.

"Ok?"

Hear the sound.

Leng Qianqiu turned her head to look over, and immediately found Bei Chenheng pressing across.

"court death!"

The light in Leng Qianqiu's eyes was like lightning, and his hair was flying. He swung his fist in the air, and the waves rushed into the sky. His right fist smashed out and turned into a mountain, crushing the void, and collided with Bei Chenheng.

"Boom!"

A loud sound came from the sky.

A ring-shaped aftermath visible to the naked eye spread in all directions. Wherever the aftermath passed, the mountains collapsed, the earth collapsed, and everything turned into powder.

"This is the border of the Tianyin Dynasty, and I am an enemy of the old man. Today, the Tianyin Dynasty is destined to change its emperor!"

Leng Qianqiu was unrestrained and unrestrained, his voice was like the roar of a heavenly drum, shaking ten directions to collapse, the earth sank, he stood on the sky like a god and demon.

Essence, energy and spirit were as turbulent as the sea of ​​gods, submerging the entire world.

The method of becoming a saint by luck is really miraculous, but it also has too many shortcomings. This shortcoming is well known to everyone, but almost all the high-level officials of the Holy Land are well aware of it.

Not to mention people like Leng Qianqiu.

He was sanctified by his own strength, and from the bottom of his heart, he looked down on such a person who took advantage of the sanctification.

"Insanity!"

Bei Chenheng gave a loud shout, and the imperial dragon aura on his body rushed into the night, and luck from all directions gathered, and his aura was rising and rising, reaching the peak of a saint!
This strength is enough to make countless people change color.

But Leng Qianqiu is still not afraid!
because.

It was too short a time for Beichenheng to obtain the method of becoming a saint by borrowing luck. He did not have his own holy soldiers, and he was not very clear about how to fight between the holy realms.

It's not bad to be able to play [-]% of one's strength.

Such a person poses no threat to him.

What's more, Holy Master Yaoguang knew that Master Tianji could kill Saints, but still let him come over because he knew that he had the invincible strength in the Holy Land!
It's just Bei Chenheng, and he can't stop him!

"Today, this old man will let you understand how far there is between you and a real saint!"

"Chong!"

There was a humming in the sky.

A bolt of blood electricity descended from the sky, drawing a dazzling blood light, and landed in Leng Qianqiu's hands with a clang.

This is a top-notch holy weapon, red as blood, coiled around a horned dragon, and spit out a section of bright red spear, breathtaking!
"kill!"

Leng Qianqiu drinks lightly.

Turned into a streamer, piercing the sky.

A vision emerged behind him, as if a world was located. In the world, blood flowed into rivers and corpses into mountains. I don’t know how many people died to turn into such a scene.

"Boom!"

The two collided again.

This time.

As soon as the two collided, they entered into a fever, with every gesture, the sky and the earth were shattered, and the void was blown up. Outside the Great Wilderness City, a desert with a radius of ten thousand li was forcibly knocked out by the two of them!

time flies.

Half a day passed.

Leng Qianqiu had already gained the upper hand, he looked extremely confident, every move was open and closed, and the spear in his hand was like a pillar of the sky.

It shattered the sky!

On the other hand, Bei Chenheng was in a panic.

The first time he played against the saint, he suffered a big loss.

"This trick will let you die!"

Leng Qianqiu said in a deep voice.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and a blood-colored spear pierced the sky, covering the void with a layer of red light, and everything in the world disappeared.

There is only one spear, becoming the only one in all ages!

"Boom!"

When the spear fell, the space was shattered inch by inch, like a mirror, broken into countless petals, the pressure was suffocating, and even Bei Chenheng looked embarrassed.

This trick.

He understood that it was difficult for him to take over.

Even if he catches it, he will probably be seriously injured, and he will be unable to make a move.

Just in the nick of time.

"Qiang! Qiang!"

Two sword sounds resounded through the void.

Two sword lights that amazed the world pierced the sky and came first, like two galaxies, sweeping over from the other side of the sky.

"Boom!"

The spear shook violently.

Leng Qianqiu was sent flying for thousands of miles, the spear in his hand trembled, blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, his breath fluctuated, he barely stabilized his body.

Looking back at the void, he squeezed out four words with difficulty from between his teeth.

"Qingyu Sword Sect!!!"

"Friend Daoist Leng, it's been a long time!"

A clear voice came from the sky.

Two white-clothed old men stood side by side in the void, and they were all dressed in the same attire. They carried long swords on their backs.

"Duan Wuyou! Duan Wuyou!"

Leng Qianqiu took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "You Qingyu Sword Sect, want to stop me?"

"No!"

Duan Wuli took a step forward, glanced at the Tianji Building, and found that there was no movement in the Tianji Building, he retracted his gaze, smiled and said:

"We're saving you."

If the existence of Tianjilou is really as Bai Zhi said, then the actions of the two of them just now can be said to be saving Leng Qianqiu.

"help me?"

"Ah!",

Leng Qianqiu sneered, he didn't believe this argument at all.

Just now, the two kendo sages joined forces to make a sword, and the power was terrifying. If it wasn't for his own strength, he might have fallen with that sword just now!

A shot is a killer move, how dare you say it's to save me?
"good."

Duan Wuyou still smiled and nodded slightly.

"This set of rhetoric is too false. Do you know that with that sword just now, the two of you have become enemies with the Holy Land of Shaking Light?"

Leng Qianqiu's face was icy cold, and his whole body was filled with killing intent.

"Qingyu Sword Sect will not be an enemy of Yaoguang Holy Land, but whoever is an enemy of Tianjilou will be the enemy of the entire Qingyu Sword Sect!"

Duan Wuyou said unceremoniously.

Since the establishment of the Qingyu Sword Sect, they have never been afraid of anyone. Even if their ancestors are resigned, they, the younger generations, cannot fall into the prestige of the Qingyu Sword Sect.

Especially at this critical time.

Once you show your timidity, others will see the clues.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Qingyu Sword Sect, how bold!"

Leng Qianqiu laughed back angrily, and said in a deep voice: "The Yaoguang Holy Land has recorded what happened today, and it will be settled with you in the future."

His eyes swept over the faces of the three of them one by one, and finally stopped at the Tianji Building below.

Before him stood three saints.

The owner of Tianji below has also killed two false saints, and his strength is at least the beginning of a saint. That is to say, the enemies he will face must have at least four saints.

Even if Leng Qianqiu was arrogant, he didn't think that he could win a battle with one against four.

Not to mention.

Among them were two sword repairmen.

Leng Qianqiu said a harsh word, then quickly turned around and left. He was seriously injured by the sword just now, and he had to find a place to heal his injuries first.

"I still ran away."

Looking at the scene in the sky, Luo Yi shook his head a little disappointed.

If Bei Chenheng hadn't stopped him just now, he might have crushed Leng Qianqiu to death now.

"Ugh."

Luo Yi sighed and murmured, "What's this called?"

"senior."

A cry came from behind.

Bei Chenheng's face was pale, and he walked in from the outside with a look of embarrassment.

Originally planned to show a hand in front of the seniors, but the result was a miscalculation, Leng Qianqiu was too aggressive, and almost sent him to his death, if there were no two saints from Qingyu Sword Sect.

It is estimated that I have to trouble the seniors for help.

What he didn't know was.

If the two saints of the Qingyu Sword Sect hadn't come, there was a 90.00% probability that he would have been beaten to ashes. Even if Luo Yi wanted to save him, he would be powerless.

"Ah."

Luo took a look at Bei Chenheng, with a complex expression, nodded and said, "I've worked hard just now, let's go upstairs to heal your wounds first."

"Yes."

Bei Chenheng felt a chill in his heart.

really.

Has your performance just now disappointed your seniors?
However, senior, he was willing to stay and heal his wounds, which seemed to mean that senior still recognized him.

thought here.

Bei Chenheng breathed a sigh of relief again.

After Bei Chenheng went upstairs.

Outside the secret building.

Two old men in white clothes came hand in hand.

They stepped into the Tianji building, saw Luo Yi's figure, they all clasped their hands together and said: "Qingyu Sword Sect Duan Wuyou, Duan Wuyou, I have seen the landlord!"

"Two fellow Daoists, please take a seat."

Luo glanced at the two of them and smiled.

He glanced at the system panel of the two of them, and immediately understood the cause and effect in his heart. The emotional Duan Wuyou was still Bai Zhi's master, and Duan Wuyou was Ren Qingtu's uncle.

No wonder.

These two people will come to help at critical times.

After the three of them were seated, Bai He heard that her master was coming, so she hurried out to greet her. These two were in the Qingyu Sword Sect, but they were her own masters.

It is different from other masters.

because.

She can be regarded as the direct descendant of Duan Wuwu's lineage!

After the ceremony.

Bai He served tea for the three of them, and then stood aside, very obedient.

Duan Wuyou glanced at Liu Chengxue carelessly, feeling a little emotional in his heart, his incompetent apprentice seemed to have played a wonderful move!
He actually left his apprentice in the Tianji Building!
With this level of relationship, if something happens to the Qingyu Sword Sect in the future, the landlord of Tianji will not sit idly by.

If it can facilitate a marriage, that would be great.

The only thing that worries him is.

Whether the age difference between the two is too big.

Although the owner of Tianji looks young, but with his ability to deduce the secrets, who knows how many years he is an old monster?
maybe.

He is older than the combined ages of his two senior brothers!

"cough!"

Luo Yi coughed lightly, interrupting Duan Wuyou's train of thought.

Can't let this old man think about it.

His thinking jumped a little, and he even thought of the name of the future disciple's great-grandson.

"The two fellow daoists happened to come here today, but the opportunity of the Baiduan Mountains has already been dealt with?"

"Thanks to the landlord's guidance, the opportunity of the Baiduan Mountains has almost been dealt with."

Duan Wusi cupped his hands and said aloud.

mention this.

The two saints felt a little embarrassed.

This time.

from their perspective.

Qingyu Jianzong really took advantage of the sky.

Four Immortal King-level weapons, replaced by a saint, plus countless resources, such a good thing, even with a lantern, you can't find a second one.

Although the process of snatching opportunities is a bit tortuous.

But in the end.

It was still their Qingyu Sword Sect who had the superior skills, overwhelmed the Demon Sky Sect and the Scarlet Flame Holy Land, and took the opportunity of Bishuiya into their pockets.

If it wasn't for this kindness, how could they come over from the Baiduan Mountains to help Tianjilou fight against the Holy Land of Shaking Light?
"Even so, the restoration of Qingyu Sword Sect's glory is just around the corner."

Luo Yi smiled.

This is a scene.

Qingyu Jianzong lost a great sage, and it is a bit unrealistic to want them to recover their vitality.

"The landlord was joking."

Duan Wuli smiled wryly, and said again: "Our brothers and sisters are here today, one of the reasons is to thank the landlord for his kindness."

"Second."

"It's for the future of Qingyu Sword Sect."

prior to.

Bai Zhi once told the two of them that the master of Tianji has the power to reach the sky, and as long as he can pay the price, he can make the Qingyu Sword Sect reappear as a holy emperor.

The authenticity of this matter is related to the life and death of Qingyu Jianzong, so they can't help but come here.

For the Qingyu Sword Sect, even if they offend the Yaoguang Holy Land, they don't care.

"Oh?"

With a smile on the corner of Luo Yi's mouth, he said softly: "The future of Qingyu Sword Sect"

He paused for a while, and said meaningfully:
"Since Peak Master Bai mentioned the Tianji Building to the two fellow Taoists, he must have also said the rules of the Tianji Building, which are related to the future of the Qingyu Sword Sect. The value of this news."

"I'm afraid the two fellow daoists won't be able to pay the price."