Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 509 Golden Crow Sword

"Penglai Immortal Island."

Among the four people in Penglai, there was a man who was as thin as a bamboo pole and said simply: "Tao Tianhong."

The Kunlun Sect disciple nodded and said politely, "Hello, Master Tao."

"Hello."

Tao Tianhong popped out two words.

Headmaster Ling Feng took a careful look at Tao Tianhong, nodded his head slightly, and didn't say anything.

"Which sect do you guys belong to?"

The Kunlun sect disciple turned his eyes and fell on Zhao Yifan, Liu Xiaotong, Yang Zhiyuan, Wang Elder, and Zhao Baliang. He remembered very clearly that when he asked each sect by name just now, these five people were not members of any sect.

"Hello, senior."

Liu Xiaotong took a step forward, and in accordance with the customary rules in the Taoist world, he called out to his seniors and explained with a smile: "My name is Liu Xiaotong, and we are members of the Taoist Administration." After communicating with Zhao Yifan, Yang Zhiyuan and Zhao Baliang were also counted under the name of the Taoist Administration.

Zhao Yifan didn't object either.

"Xuanmen Administration?"

This Kunlun sect disciple was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out, "What sect is this? I've never heard of it."

Gui Yi, head teacher of the Shushan School, chuckled a few times.

People from other sects also had a smile on their faces.

"Senior, our Xuanmen Administration Bureau is not a sect." Liu Xiaotong quickly explained: "We are the official organization of Huaxia Kingdom..."

"Official institutions?"

This Kunlun disciple narrowed his eyes.

Gui Yi, head teacher of the Shushan School, suddenly said: "The duty of the Xuanmen Administration is to manage the affairs of the Xuanmen world, just like the people from the 'Six Doors' in the past."

Headmaster Ling Feng next to him raised his eyebrows when he heard Headmaster Gui Yi's words, his eyes fell on Liu Xiaotong's face like two sharp swords, and he said coldly, "Who allowed you to come here?"

"Hello, Master Ling Feng."

Liu Xiaotong looked at him sharply, and suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. He subconsciously shifted his gaze, and explained: "Our Xuanmen Administration Bureau is here this time, mainly to investigate the situation in the Kunlun Secret Realm..."

"Exploration?"

Headmaster Ling Feng interrupted Liu Xiaotong, and said coldly: "This Kunlun Secret Realm is the place of our Kunlun Sect. It has not been approved by our Kunlun Sect. Let alone the bullshit Xuanmen Administration, even if it is the emperor's old man. It won't work anymore!"

The Kunlun sect disciple said coldly, "Liu Xiaotong, hurry up and don't make fun of yourself here."

"The Kunlun Secret Realm belongs to the Kunlun School?"

Zhao Yifan frowned, and he said, "Who made this regulation? Did your Kunlun faction make the regulation? All I know is that Kunlun Mountain is part of the Huaxia Kingdom, and even the country didn't say that you are not allowed to come here. The regulations, what kind of regulations are they?”

This time, Zhao Yifan's main purpose in coming to Kunlun Mountain was to enter the secret realm of Kunlun, to see if he could find the elixir to cure Yiyi from it.

He did not intend to have any conflicts with the Kunlun faction.

But right now, it seems that the Kunlun School directly regards the Kunlun Secret Realm as their sect's pocket.

In this way, it is naturally impossible for Zhao Yifan to accept it.

"You are so brave!"

The Kunlun Sect disciple put on a serious face, exuding an oppressive aura, and reprimanded Zhao Yifan, "What are you? Do you have the right to speak here?"

Liu Xiaotong's expression also became embarrassing, and he said to the Kunlun sect disciple in a cold voice: "Senior, I respect your cultivation level and strength, I just call you senior, don't really regard yourself as a highly respected Taoist senior, just now the Shushan sect Headmaster Guiyi also told you that our Taoist Administration Bureau is responsible for managing and maintaining the order of the Taoist world. No matter how big your Kunlun faction is, it is not as big as the country. This Kunlun secret realm is not privately owned by your Kunlun faction. If you want to enter, who doesn’t want to enter, it’s not your Kunlun’s turn to make regulations for us!”

"Bold!"

The Kunlun sect disciple was taken aback for a moment, and immediately became furious, "What are you? How dare you come to teach me a lesson? You are looking for death!" As he spoke, he pointed with his hand, and the three-foot wooden sword on his back suddenly burst into flames. As if he had life, he automatically floated up from his back, drew an arc in mid-air, and stabbed towards Liu Xiaotong like lightning!

Liu Xiaotong did not expect that this Kunlun sect disciple would dare to attack him - this is also his carelessness, after all, in the Taoist world before, even if the relationship between any sect and the Taoist administration was tense, they would No, even less dare to do anything to Liu Xiaotong.

Because Liu Xiaotong represented the Taoist Administration, once he made a move, it would be like a "rebellion". No practitioner would dare to take such a risk to do it.

And this Kunlun sect disciple actually beat him as soon as he said he wanted to, and even used a magic weapon of the Taoist sect.

The difference in strength between the two was too great. In an instant, before Liu Xiaotong could react, the wooden sword made of unknown materials had already arrived before his eyes like lightning.

A murderous chill rushed over!

Liu Xiaotong wanted to avoid it, but it was too late!

Seeing that he was about to be pierced by this blow, Zhao Yifan's angry voice sounded in Liu Xiaotong's ear: "It's really bold!"

A hand stretched out from the slanted stab, and in the blink of an eye, grasped the wooden sword.

The tip of the wooden sword is only a few millimeters away from the center of Liu Xiaotong's eyebrows!
Liu Xiaotong could even feel that the tip of this wooden sword was no less powerful than a sword that had been tempered into steel.

Zhao Yifan's face was covered with frost, holding the blade of the wooden sword, he looked coldly at the Kunlun sect disciple.

Since he met Liu Xiaotong and joined the Xuanmen Administration, Liu Xiaotong has given Zhao Yifan a lot of help. Of course, this is because Zhao Yifan is the elder of the Xuanmen Administration, but sometimes, such as the last time he rushed to Qingzhou City to rescue Iraq. According to Zhao Yifan's phone call, Liu Xiaotong contacted the helicopter to pick up Zhao Yifan without hesitation.

According to the regulations, such behavior is actually not allowed.

After all, what Zhao Yifan was doing was a private matter, not to participate in the mission of the Xuanmen Administration.

Moreover, Zhao Yifan is still an elder of the Xuanmen Administration Bureau, and it is impossible for him to see Liu Xiaotong get injured, whether in public or private.

"what?"

Seeing Zhao Yifan appearing ghostly next to Liu Xiaotong, and pinching the "Golden Crow Sword" at the very moment, the Kunlun disciple suddenly shattered his jaw and stared at Zhao Yifan dumbfounded. In fact, it was just to scare Liu Xiaotong. When the Golden Crow Sword touched Liu Xiaotong's eyebrows, it would automatically stop.

But, Rao is so.

The flying speed of the Golden Crow Sword was extremely fast. This Kunlun disciple thought to himself that he would never be able to hold the Golden Crow Sword accurately with just one hand like Zhao Yifan.

"Elder Zhao, thank you."

When he came back to his senses, Liu Xiaotong's face was pale, and he whispered something to Zhao Yifan with lingering fear.

"It's all right."

The moment Zhao Yifan pinched the Golden Crow Sword, he already felt that this Kunlun disciple probably didn't intend to kill Liu Xiaotong, but wanted to frighten him, but even so, it was too much, he lowered his Said in a low voice: "Liu Bureau, even if I don't strike, this sword will not do any harm to you, it will stop automatically."

Liu Xiaotong hummed, and immediately, he reached out his hand from his pocket and took out a shiny black pistol, pointed at the Kunlun disciple with a livid face, and said through gritted teeth: "You are so courageous, are you the Kunlun sect? Want to rebel?"

Compared to Liu Xiaotong's anger, Headmaster Ling Feng's attention fell on Zhao Yifan, his eyes flickered, and he took a deep look at Zhao Yifan.

Even he didn't notice Zhao Yifan's actions just now.

This really surprised Headmaster Ling Feng.

It's a long story to say that the disciples of Kunlun sent Xuanmen to use the magic technique just now, Zhao Yifan made a move, but in fact, it only happened within a few seconds.

Seeing Liu Xiaotong drawing his gun in anger, Elder Wang of the Xuanmen Management Bureau next to him immediately took out a pistol from his body and pointed it at the Kunlun disciple, with the same serious expression on his face.

Crash.

Immediately afterwards, Master Qingzhu, Elder He and the others immediately stepped back a few steps, keeping a certain distance from Zhao Yifan, Liu Xiaotong, and Elder Wang.

Everyone had different thoughts, watching the situation in the arena with complicated eyes.

The Kunlun sect disciple saw the pistols in the hands of Liu Xiaotong and Elder Wang, and his eyes narrowed instantly. Judging from the puzzled expression on his face, it was obvious that he didn't know the power of the pistol, and it seemed that he It seemed that the pistol was not in sight at all.

"Fellow Taoist Kunlun."

Seeing this, Gui Yi, the head teacher of the Shushan School nearby, reminded with his very distinctive voice, as if the sound of metal and iron clanging and rubbing: "They are holding guns in their hands. You will also be seriously injured!"

Hearing this, the Kunlun sect disciple's face immediately became solemn and serious, and he quickly pinched the magic formula with both hands in front of him, trying to take back the Golden Crow Sword that Zhao Yifan was pinching.

Zhao Yifan felt that there was a certain connection between the Golden Crow Sword in his hand and the Kunlun School disciple. There was an aura, like an invisible thread, pulling the Golden Crow Sword in his hand. He frowned and raised his hand. , chopping down calmly.

Cut off the connection between Jin Wujian and that Kunlun sect disciple.

"Pfft" sound.

The Kunlun sect disciple's face turned pale in an instant, spurting a stream of blood, he stepped back a few steps, and looked at Zhao Yifan in disbelief.

"Bold!"

Headmaster Ling Feng, who had been watching the situation in the field with his hands behind his back all the time, frowned when he saw this, and a frightening light shot out from his eyes, his figure flickered, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

In the next second, Master Ling Feng appeared in front of Zhao Yifan. He opened his big hand and grabbed the Golden Crow Sword in his hand: "Let me go!"

(End of this chapter)