When he first saw this figure, even Wei Yixiao was shocked. He was very confident in his light skills in the entire world, but the white figure that suddenly appeared was almost the same as his level. How could he not surprise him?

But when he saw clearly who it was, the big rock fell in his heart. Although he was still surprised, it was already within his understanding. He just said in a deep voice: "Lord Manor, this is a grudge between the Ming Cult and Shaolin, it has nothing to do with you, so let's get out of the way!"

It turns out that this white figure is not someone else, it is Long Tian!

The reason why he wanted to come out to block the Shaolin monk Kong Zhi and smiled was just because he knew all the inside story and did not want the two sides to really fight.

Yuanzhen is just a Dharma name, and its real name is Cheng Kun, the master of Zhang Wuji's adoptive father Xie Xun, and also the mistress of Mrs. Yang Dingtian. Since he witnessed Mrs. Yang Dingtian committing suicide, he has made a vow to destroy the Ming Cult, and even used the compassion of the monk Kongjian to worship him.

If it were just these, it was nothing special. There had always been a lot of hatred and killing in the world. Women and children were killed or even the whole family was slaughtered. That was the case. Although Cheng Kun should be killed, his sins were only in one's own way.

But Cheng Kun shouldn't have been absolutely necessary. In recent years, he has defected to the Mongol Yuan, hoping to use the Mongol Yuan's power to destroy the Ming Cult. He doesn't care how tragic the Mongol Yuan would fall into after even controlling the power of the Jianghu.

Long Tianke never wants his plan to succeed, and the Ming Cult and all the righteous factions really suffer both losses.

"Wai Bat King, please listen to me and do it slowly!"

Wei Yixiao listened to Long Tian's words, but did not pay much attention to it. He met Long Tian a few days ago, and he had a clear understanding of Long Tian's cultivation.

Although Long Tian’s light skills were excellent, the first level of the innate level did not pose any threat to him. Wei Yixiao just used the palm power of the seven-point ice muffin palm, preparing to teach Long Tian a little lesson so that he knew that he could not intervene at will.

"Lord Long, be careful!"

There was a blue light on Wei Yixiao's right palm.

"Swoosh!"

Above the white figure, a dazzling sword energy transformed out of thin air, and came straight towards Wei Yixiao, as if deliberately, facing Wei Yixiao's right palm.

"Do you dare to fight against me with the first level of innate cultivation? Do you really think that I am the best in the world with my light skills, but I cannot bear the title of the second level of innate cultivation above my internal strength? Or do you use a terrible cloth bag to create a great master, and you dare to despise the martial artists in the world?"

Since the cold poison was lifted by Zhang Wuji, Wei Yixiao's internal strength, which had been fixed for many years, has increased again, and the cold ice palm has reached an incredible level. Even a few feet away, it can make people feel cold.

He sneered, without retreating at all, and directly pushed out the internal force on his right palm, turning into a palm force and colliding with the sword energy.

"What?"

Wei Yixiao, who was still full of confidence, had her pupils wide open, her eyes full of incredible, and a colorful sword energy was getting closer and closer to his eyes. He had never expected that the sword energy emitted by Long Tian was a collection of six sword energy, which instantly turned into a net, shattered his palm power, and merged it again later, leaving even a blow power!

Wei Yixiao used his internal strength again to defeat the sword energy. His body stopped in the air and landed one meter away from Long Tian, ​​asking:

"You've advanced?!"

Long Tianyi clasped his fists and chuckled, "Long is just lucky."

Wei Yixiao felt that his worldview was about to be broken. In his memory, there was no such magical existence as Long Tian. A few days ago, Long Tian used a method that people could not even imagine even his brains to break Zhang Wuji. In just a few days, even he himself reached the second level of innate level!

Should I be so evil?

Wei Yixiao didn't know how he felt in his heart, so he sighed quietly and said, "The Yangtze River's Houlang (bdfh) pushed the former wave, but unfortunately that guy Yang Xiao has never seen such a talented person. Lord Long Manor, if it's a private matter, I will avoid you due to the cold poison, but this time I'm for the Ming Cult. Please let the Lord Long Manor go aside, otherwise..."

Long Tian heard what he said, and knew that although Wei Yixiao could see his innate second-level cultivation, he thought in his heart that he could overwhelm him with decades of experience. But how could Long Tian be compared to an ordinary warrior? He had just reached the innate first-level, so why didn't he still kill Shen Qianyu?

But Long Tian knew this, but he didn't want to really practice it in Wei Yixiao. This Green-Winged Bat King's light skills are the best in the world, and it will be of great use in the future. If he can lose, he will lose.

"Bat King, I don't want to see that the Ming Cult and these major sects are really defeated. Please understand. Moreover, there should be other inside stories in the death of Yang Zuozeng. You and I have some friendship, so how about determining the outcome in one move?"

After hearing Long Tian’s suggestion, Wei Yixiao smiled and said, “Hey, what’s the inside story? Don’t lie to me! But one move will determine the outcome, so as not to say that I, Wei Yixiao, are ungrateful. Come on, so that I can take the old monk’s head to avenge Yang Xiao!”

Long Tian shook his head, spread his right hand, and a rare sword energy came out from his index finger, which seemed to be slow and steady and fast, and shot towards Wei Yixiao.

Wei Yixiao only thought that Long Tianzhen was arrogant because of the promotion and wanted to use his power to establish his power before the other sects, so he no longer held back. A slap of ice palm with ten successive powers slapped out, and a layer of frost had formed on the ground three feet away around him.

Long Tian's sword energy looked ordinary, without even a single power. It seemed to be compared with the power of the frosted palms around Wei Yixiao. But the moment of the real collision, it was like a ray of hot sunlight shining into the snow.

The colorful sword energy just stagnated a little and penetrated into the palm power, and instantly turned into six sword energy, scattering in all directions of the palm power! After a few "swish" sounds, the thick palm power disappeared like a leaking balloon.

"this!"

Wei Yixiao was shocked. He did not expect that Long Tian not only reached the second level of innate nature, but also brought the state of intimacy to such a level, even more meticulous than him!

Long Tianyi clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Bat King, I'm giving in!"

Wei Yixiao looked unhesitant, but just snorted coldly, without saying anything, and moved his foot and returned to the Ming Cult camp.

However, Long Tian took this opportunity and took two more steps to the middle of the camps between the two sides, looked at both sides, and used his internal strength to speak loudly:

"I am the owner of the Ming Cult and the seven major sects. I am Long Wudi, the owner of Zhuwu Lianzhuang. Today, I still want to listen to what Long said. Now, both the Ming Cult and the seven major sects are in a great crisis because of a big conspiracy! The death of Yang Xiao, the left envoy of Guangming, is also part of this conspiracy!"

As soon as Long Tian said this, almost everyone's eyes were focused on him.

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Chapter completed!