Chapter 784: The Acting Style of Motian Pavilion

Chapter 785 The Acting Style of Motian Pavilion (2 more)

"So, you are here to make trouble?" The disciple was surprised.

Tian Buji and Yao Qingquan turned around and looked at Sikong Beichen and Lu Zhou on the carriage.

The two did not answer.

Yu Shangrong smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, that's true."

"..."

Is it so direct?

Even the Jiuzhong Temple, which everyone in the cultivation world is afraid of, has never done things so directly.

But it feels... pretty exciting.

There are no twists and turns, forcing Lai Lai.

The disciple's expression changed and he waved back.

"Everyone, please wait a moment, let me go back and report."

"Please stay."

Those dangling disciples were stunned.

Yu Shangrong turned his head and bowed his hands to his master: "Master, what about these chores at the moment, leave it to my disciples to solve?"

"Go."

Yu Shangrong nodded lightly and flew out.

Sikong Beichen asked for advice: "Brother Lu, do you trust your disciples so much? Are you afraid that they won't make a move?"

"Motian Pavilion's behavior has always been like this." Lu Zhou stroked his beard, "They are the disciples of this old man..."

After a pause in his tone, his voice was like a flood, and he looked at the disciples and said, "Go, the sky is falling, and this old man will bear it."

"..."

What is the confidence?

This sentence is.

...

Yu Shangrong flew to Tian Buji and Yao Qingquan, looked at Yunshan's disciple, and said, "Since you are here to ask for trouble, why should you report it? Lead the way.

"

"you……"

bass.

The longevity sword left the scabbard.

咻咻咻... Control the longevity sword purely with vitality.

The cold light flashed, swirled in the crowd, and flew back to the scabbard.

Then, the hair was cut off and fell into the air.

"lead the way."

The disciples of the twelve sects were so frightened that they hurriedly fell.

Ju Nian followed those disciples and flew towards the main peak.

The disciples gathered on the cloud platform looked up and looked puzzled. They saw that the giant carriage fell into the barrier area of ​​the twelve sects. They all flew up and moved towards the flying carriage.

Yu Shangrong, Tian Buji and Yao Qingquan returned to Fei Nian.

The crowd watched with emotion.

Especially Tian Buji and Yao Qingquan, when will we be able to enjoy this feeling of "bullying others"? Yao Qingquan is not so bad. As one of the first people in the Nine-tiered Hall, he is rarely bullied. Tian Buji is different. Qianliuguan has been looked down upon all the year round and has always been the target of bullying. Isn't Motian Pavilion's style of behavior what they want?

In front of the main peak hall.

Many disciples flew over from the direction of the cloud platform.

"Sect Master, the flying chariot from the Nine-layered Hall broke in." An elder quickly stepped into the hall.

Nie Qingyun frowned, got up and flashed out: "There's no reason."

The shadow flickered.

Nie Qingyun appeared in the air ten meters high in front of the hall.

Twelve elders dressed in gray robes also gathered together, standing behind Nie Qingyun, looking up at the slowly falling flying chariot.

Nie Qingyun said through a voice transmission: "Sikong Beichen, you are very courageous."

"Nie Qingyun, come to your site, but you want to be a tortoise?" Fei Nian's voice fell.

This sentence made the disciples of the twelve sects of Yunshan indignant.

Nie Qingyun waved his sleeves.

The twelve elders behind him flew together.

Close to the fly.

At the same time, on the other side of Yunshan.

In a small flying chariot.

Ye Zhen sat inside.

Jiang Xiaosheng bowed and said, "Master, we're going to fight."

"very good."

"Master's move is a real eye-opener for the disciples. No matter how the three of them make the next move, Master will make sure that they won't lose." Jiang Xiaosheng said.

"It's just the best policy. It's the best policy to subdue the soldiers without fighting. What the teacher didn't expect was that this man surnamed Lu would really dare to come..." Ye Zhen said.

"Then do you want to send someone to take the opportunity to bloody Qianliuguan?"

"It's not necessary."

Ye Zhen said slowly, "Firstly, the people left in Qianliuguan are all miscellaneous disciples, so it doesn't matter; secondly, as a teacher, we have to strive for cooperation with this master surnamed Lu; thirdly, since they dare to come, If you can take advantage of the fisherman, isn't it a great opportunity to destroy Qianliuguan?"

"Master is wise! The disciples are stunned."

...

When the elders of the twelve sects of Yunshan were dragging their palm prints and flying upwards.

Just got close.

"roll."

A sound skill spread out, and the sound was like thunder.

Taking the flying chariot as the center, it vents downwards and ripples.

As if struck by lightning, the twelve fell on their backs, their qi and blood surged, and their faces turned pale.

Nie Qingyun frowned and looked at Fei Nian, wondering in his heart, when did Sikong Beichen master such a powerful voice skill?

It is reasonable for Shiba to repel the elders, but it is not so easy.

Sikong Beichen's voice sounded: "Nie Qingyun, if you provoke me, I don't care about you... But, if you offend Brother Lu, can you afford it?"

"Brother Lu?" Nie Qingyun wondered.

At this time, on the flying carriage, an immortal old man stepped out of the air, accompanied by Sikong Beichen.

There were four people beside him, a swordsman, a swordsman, and two girls.

The rest of the people followed closely behind, and flew out at the same time, falling down.

It fell to the level with Nie Qingyun.

Nie Qingyun has been dealing with Sikong Beichen for many years, and he knows all the first of the nine. At this glance, except for Yao Qingquan and Zhao Jianghe, everyone else was a stranger.

Ten Ye, he immediately felt that the old man who was at the same level as Sikong Beichen had an extraordinary temperament and was different, and immediately cupped his hands and said:

"Who is your Excellency?"

Lu Zhou didn't answer, but said, "Where is Ye Zhen?"

"Ye Zhen hasn't arrived yet. If the old man wants to find him, you can go directly to Feixingzhai." Nie Qingyun felt that the visitor was not good, and he could make Sikong Beichen so willing to be a green leaf. How could he be a weak person?

"Like you."

Lu Zhou put one hand behind him, stroked his beard and said, "This old man doesn't like to beat around the bush, do you understand?"

"..."

This tone, this posture, this attitude...

The elders and disciples of the twelve sects of Yunshan were so angry that their sect master was reprimanded like an elder.

Are you angry?

Definitely angry.

The twelve elders flew up again, and were about to reason, Nie Qingyun raised his hand and said solemnly: "Retreat."

"metropolitan."

"If you want to retreat, then retreat. Could it be that my order doesn't work?" It is not unreasonable for Nie Qingyun to be the suzerain.

The twelve elders retreated angrily.

Seeing the smile in Sikong Beichen's eyes, Nie Qingyun held his breath and cupped his hands: "Is the old gentleman here for Ye Zhen?"

"Ye Zhen invited the old man Yun Shan to discuss Taoism, would you not know?" Lu Zhou asked.

Nie Qingyun frowned and said, "I really don't know."

Xia Changqiu said:

"Xie Xuan led many disciples to encircle Qianliuguan, how do you explain it?"

This statement came out.

Nie Qingyun frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Qianliuguan Guanzhu, Xia Changqiu." Xia Changqiu said proudly, this feeling is really good, backed by a big tree to enjoy the shade.

An elder next to him laughed and said, "So you are the little spectator... The sect master speaks, it is not your turn to interrupt."

Qianliuguan is too small.

Everyone can laugh at the little ones.

In this world of the weak, no one can escape this eternal truth.

PS: I will come to the first two shifts, I know that I will not quench my thirst, but I have to take a good look at the update at night, and ask for a recommended ticket and a monthly ticket, which is more than 200 votes away from the previous one.