I have a hundred times the speed of cultivation

Chapter 72

After sitting on the giant eagle for about a day, they came to the sky above a vast forest.

This big forest is extremely wide, on the back of the giant eagle, at such a high place, from a distance, there is no end in sight.

"We'll be there soon, the meeting place is near the mountain in front."

After Tang Ziyou said something to the two of them, she stood up and looked at the mountains in the distance, lost in thought.

That mountain range is the same as the peaks inside Jiulingmen, towering into the clouds, and the mountains are even more lush with green trees, dotted with blossoming flowers, and birds and beasts fly up from time to time, coupled with the smog, from a distance, it is simply A fairyland.

About two quarters of an hour, the giant eagle flew near the mountain peak, and finally landed safely under Long San's control.

Just as he got off the back of the giant eagle, Chu Chen unexpectedly saw a gazebo in such a desolate place.

"That pavilion in the distance is the place where the six major factions gather."

Tang Ziyou pointed to the pavilion in front, then was slightly startled, and said, "We came here so fast, but we still got there first."

Long San and Chu Chen followed her, walked slowly into the gazebo, and saw that there were already three people sitting inside.

Chu Chen looked behind Tang Ziyou carefully, and found that the three of them were all wearing armor and holding weapons in their hands.

"It turned out to be Elder Tang Ziyou from the Nine Spirits Sect, don't come here without any problems."

At this time, among the three people, a fat man came over, but he was wearing armor and walked very loudly.

"Elder Lin Yufeng of the Artifact Refining Sect, long time no see!" Tang Ziyou replied lightly, not being very kind, but not indifferent.

"This is your two disciples?"

I saw Lin Yufeng rolled his fat eyes, and then said with a smile: "You Jiulingmen are too childish this time, let's not talk about four-star martial arts masters, but there are still nine-star martial arts masters?"

Hearing what Lin Yufeng said, the other two disciples of the Artifact Refining Sect also laughed.

"Zhang La, Hong Yinqiang, don't be unreasonable!" Lin Yufeng reprimanded.

Hearing that a disciple of the Artifact Refining Sect had such a name, Chu Chen almost laughed out loud.

Zhang Wa, Hong Yinqiang, does this mean the head of the silver gun wax figure?

"Four-star great martial artist Zhang Wa knows his mistake." A disciple with a dagger stood up, clasped his fists and saluted.

Another tall man, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, also stood up, saluted, and said, "Five-star great martial artist Hong Yinqiang knows his mistake."

This is called admitting mistakes, but it is really showing off.

Sure enough, as Tang Ziyou said, the Nine Spirits Sect and the Artifact Refining Sect were friendly on the surface, but in fact they were not very friendly.

But at this moment, a burst of hearty laughter suddenly came from afar.

"Hahahaha!"

This caused Tang Ziyou, who was about to get angry, and Lin Yufeng, who was proud, to turn around and look at the people coming from afar.

"It's Murong Changqing of Wuliangzong!"

Tang Ziyou and Lin Yufeng couldn't help but exclaimed, and then anger appeared in their eyes.

In the usual competitions of Wuliangzong, not only the disciples of Jiulingmen, but also many disciples of the Artifact Sect were killed.

Moreover, Wuliangzong and Artifact Refining Sect are close to each other, and there are often some frictions, and the two sects almost become sworn enemies.

After a while, a 40-year-old man in Taoist robes walked over with a floating dust in his hand.

Behind him, there are also two disciples, both of whom are holding floating dust, and feel a bit like a monk as a Taoist priest.

"Feilong, Feihu, hurry up and say hello to the two elders." With a smile on his face, Murong Changqing lightly waved the floating dust in his hand, and instructed the two disciples.

"Five-star martial artist Yang Feilong."

"Five-star great martial artist Shi Feihu."

"Say hello to the two elders!"

Although these two disciples were superficially respectful, the look of complacency in their eyes was unmistakable, and after people saw it, their teeth itch with anger.

"No need." Tang Ziyou waved his hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said extremely coldly: "If you really want me to be safe, you should kill yourself and die here immediately, and then you will be truly safe!"

Hearing this, Chu Chen was startled. The secret path was really an endless enemy, and he was going to take people's lives when he came up. This was simply a sign before the fight, and the strong smell of gunpowder had already begun to spread.

"That won't work."

At this time, Murong Changqing's face suddenly darkened, and he snorted coldly: "My two beloved disciples haven't killed all of you Nine Spirit Sect disciples yet, how could you die so quickly! If you want to die, you have to die first!"

This is even more ruthless!

Chu Chen looked at the situation and observed everyone.

The two little Taoist priests were almost identical in appearance, about the same height, black and white, fat and thin, and both wore Taoist robes, holding ups and downs in their hands, and their personal marks could not be highlighted at all.

One is named Yang Feilong and the other is named Shi Feihu, both of whom are five-star great martial artists.

Adding the two former disciples of the Artifact Refining Sect, Zhang Wa with a short knife, and Hong Yinlance with Fang Tian's painted halberd, this lineup is already quite strong.

"Murong Changqing, I think you are courting death!"

Tang Ziyou was annoyed, she was so angry that she burst into thunder and purple fire in an instant, and she was about to strike while speaking!

"Want to start?"

Murong Changqing sneered coldly, opened his mouth and said: "If you hit him, hit him, just grab it back, and be my concubine!"

While talking, the two were about to really fight.

"Slow down!"

In an instant, three birds flew directly to the gazebo.

But it was already too late, Murong Changqing took out a talisman and threw it at Tang Ziyou.

I saw that yellow paper-like talisman, after being thrown into the air, it ignited spontaneously without fire, and then turned into palm prints all over the sky.

What is contained in this talisman seal is the mysterious top-grade kung fu Invincible Vajra Palm!
"Thunder Purple Fire!"

Tang Ziyou was not timid at all, and casually used the thunderous purple fire. The extremely sharp and domineering purple fire, carrying thunder with destructive power, hit the Invincible Vajra Palm like a shooting star.

boom!boom!boom!
The extremely strong explosion caused Chu Chen to cover his ears involuntarily, feeling amazed.

The battle of the strong is indeed terrifying, and every gesture has destructive power.

At this time, the girl who was on the mount just now jumped off directly and joined the battle without saying a word.

Seeing this girl trying her best to help Tang Ziyou, Chu Chen didn't need to think about it, and the Beast Sect from the six factions also came.

"It's so lively, I, Xiao Jiantian, come to join in the fun!"

The people from the Beast Sect had just arrived, and the people from the Jujian Sect were not far behind, so they rushed over.

But when they came to the gazebo, they saw that Jiulingmen and Yushouzong had teamed up to fight Wuliangzong, so they directly joined the battle.

The elders of these sects with high cultivation bases are almost equal in cultivation bases, and they all have bottom-of-the-box martial arts, otherwise they would not be appointed as escort elders by the sect.

So we fought for a quarter of an hour and there was no outcome.

At this moment, people from Yaowang Valley also came. All three of them were dressed in white, facing Cihe, with the expression of hanging a pot to help the world.

But when they saw the four major sects scuffling together, they couldn't help but shook their heads, and said with a wry smile: "Every year, every year, every year, it's like this. When is this the end?"

　PS:
　　Add more rules.

　　One hundred monthly passes plus one more.

　　The leader adds five more!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)