I have a special skill for dismantling CP

Zhu Qingyun tried the sword cliff from the back mountain, and before he reached the Tianquan Hall, he saw people crowded in the direction of the Sanqing Hall from a distance, which was very chaotic.

Guessing what happened, he hurried to Sanqing Hall.

Before he reached the hall, he heard the sound of shouting and fighting, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

When he got to the hall, he took a closer look, and was shocked to see that Jinlun Fawang and his party, who had fought with him in the Dashengguan Wulin Conference half a year ago, were fighting inextricably with a group of Quanzhen disciples.Jinlun Fawang and his party are clearly superior, while Quanzhen disciples are already at a disadvantage.

Zhu Qingyun jumped to catch a Quanzhen disciple who was kicked away by Huo Dou, and asked quickly, "What happened?"

This Quanzhen disciple was seriously injured, spat out blood, and said with all his strength: "Then Huodu came to pass...the order of the Mongolian Great Khan, and wanted to confer on Zhao...Zhao Zhijing the position of head teacher. ...will kill us all..."

Zhu Qingyun dragged him to the door, let him rest against the wall, then took the long sword in his hand, and threw himself at Jinlun Fawang to kill him.

Jinlun Dharma King dodged a sword, and seeing that it was Zhu Qingyun, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Little Daoist, don't come here without any harm."

Zhu Qingyun shouted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and watch the sword!"

Huo Dou also saw Zhu Qingyun, the steel fan in his hand had already killed a little Taoist priest, he turned around and rushed towards Zhu Qingyun, besieging him together with Jinlun Fawang, he said in a dirty voice: " Beauty, I will take you back to Mongolia this time!"

Zhu Qingyun didn't even give him a look, and only made a fuss about the tiger dancing with the long sword in his hand.

Because of the limited space and the crowds, Jinlun Fawang couldn't use his golden wheel, so he had to fight Zhu Qingyun with his fists and kicks, which inevitably weakened his momentum. Even though he teamed up with Huo Dou, he could only fight Zhu Qingyun once. tie.

Huo Dou shouted loudly: "Brother! Come and help!"

The fat monk who was fighting with a group of Taoist priests heard Huo Dou's call, so he handed over this side to other companions and turned to help Huo Dou.

Zhu Qingyun was a little bit stretched when he hit three with one.

Although he led the three masters to his side, the strength of the remaining intruders should not be underestimated. Yin Zhiping and others were too busy to take care of themselves, so they really couldn't get away to help him.Naturally, Zhu Qingyun didn't have any expectations, even if he was at a disadvantage, he was not afraid, and he still concentrated his mind and fought with all his strength.

Jinlun Fawang couldn't help but praised: "Prince Xiaodao, what a great skill! You will be buried under the Quanzhen Sect, why not take me as your teacher, the future is boundless."

Zhu Qingyun fended off the fat monk's full blow, his arm was numb from the shock, while panting, Huo Dou's steel fan struck again, and he hurriedly jumped back to avoid it.

But he didn't notice that Zhao Zhijing was less than a foot away behind him, his eyes shot out a cold light of hatred.

Seeing the three of Huo Dou attacking from different directions, Zhu Qingyun suddenly felt the palm wind blowing from behind, he was surrounded by enemies, there was no way to avoid it, and he received a palm on his left shoulder.

It is actually the unique skill of Quanzhen Sect - Three Flowers Gathering Palm!

The body was shaken forward by the powerful palm force, and Jinlun Fawang attacked again, with both palms facing his chest, as if he had been hit by the mighty force of ten dragons and ten elephants. He was killed on the spot.

At this moment, Yang Guo fell from the sky, seeing Zhu Qingyun's body being sent flying by Jinlun Fawang, he hurriedly flew over to catch him, held him in his arms, and shouted, "Yun'er! How are you?!"

Zhu Qingyun vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, only to feel that his heart was broken, and the pain was unbearable, but he still managed to squeeze out a smile, and said in a difficult voice: "Guer... why... are you here?"

Yang Guo said: "I missed you, so I came to look for you. There was no one in Tianquan Hall, and I heard the noise of people here. I was worried that something happened to you, so I came here. Yun'er, don't talk, I will Take you out of here first, and then heal your injuries."

"No..." Zhu Qingyun said extremely weakly: "Guer, drive...them...out of...Chongyang Palace for me."

Yang Guo hugged him aside and said: "You rest here for a while, after I have taken care of them, I will take you away."

"Okay..." Zhu Qingyun's face was pale, and he was exhaling more air than inhaling, but in order not to worry Yang Guo, he still tried his best to keep his eyes open, and said intermittently: "Little...be careful..."

"Okay." Yang Guo stroked his face gently, and when he turned around again, the gentleness on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by an unprecedented bloodthirsty, "Today, none of you I want to get out of here alive."

Huo Dou sneered and said: "Little naughty boy, you are so arrogant. Did you think you are invincible when you barely beat me that day? What a joke!"

Holding the black iron sword in Yang Guo's hand, he immediately slashed at the stone bricks in front of him, the majestic sword energy immediately twisted forward, cracked rocks and flew sand, and hit Huo Dou in front of him.

Huo Dou is still underestimating the enemy, it might as well not see him in half a year, Yang Guo's kung fu has undergone earth-shaking changes, he couldn't dodge in time, he was injured by the sword energy, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

What a powerful sword spirit!Jinlun Fawang was secretly startled, he only felt that this kid was completely different from what he was half a year ago.

Yang Guo raised his sword again and swept across, the sound of the sword energy piercing the wind was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring towards Jinlun Fawang.

Jinlun Dharma King used the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kungfu, which he has learned all his life, and pushed his palms flat to resist the attack of sword energy.The fierce palm force and fierce sword energy collided in mid-air, making a loud bang, which affected everyone within a ten-meter radius, and dozens of people were seriously injured by the strong airflow.

Yang Guo was also backlashed by the sword energy, he took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, the black iron sword touched the ground, sparks sparked.

However, Jinlun Fawang was sent flying by the shock, hit the wall, and then rolled to the ground, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, and fell to the ground.

"Master!"

The fat monk let out an angry roar, and quickly walked up to Jinlun Fawang, wanting to help him, but Yang Guo had already flown in front of him, he lifted his sword and struck straight at him, the fat monk hurriedly blocked it with the vajra pestle in his hand, only then could he be defeated. Saved the life of King Jinlun Fawang.

The black iron sword was pressed down heavily, the fat monk's forehead bulged, and he tried his best to resist. Seeing Huo Dou get up from the ground, he hurriedly said: "Junior Brother, come and help Master!"

Who knew that Huo Dou didn't even look at him, and staggered out of the Sanqing Palace without a trace.

The fat monk did not give up, and still tried his best to protect Jinlun Fawang.

Yang Guo withdrew his sword suddenly, and said in a cold voice, "You better pray to God to bless Yun'er, otherwise you will all die!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Guo turned around and walked towards Zhu Qingyun, picked him up from the ground, and walked outside the hall.

Zhu Qingyun tried his best to smile and said, "My fault...it's amazing, I'm a big...a hero..."

As soon as the words fell, he passed out.