There is one thing that needs to be explained clearly. It was said that there were eighteen monks in total, and eleven people left, and there were seven people left. But later I wrote about the three ghost swords, Qin Yun and Mo Cangsheng and the three of them. My mother, I'm sorry for the math teacher. I looked at the teacher's chest in high school. Now I will correct it. The ghost swords are two, and Mo Cangsheng has the most people, and there are three of them, so I dare to be so strong.

Murong Sheng made a decision in his heart. Before Qin Yun suffered a loss, he took decisive action, walked back and forth with strange steps under his feet, and blocked Qin Yun in the blink of an eye, "Mo Cangsheng, don't bully people too much. Do you really think that I, Murong Sheng, are you watching? My friend, do you want to bully me?" While speaking, a huge palm appeared in the air, pressing towards Mo Cangsheng.

"The Sky-Covering Hand." Mo Cangsheng's expression of contempt for Qin Yun immediately changed drastically, and turned into extremely solemn. As Murong Sheng raised his right hand, the big hand in the air gradually solidified, and three palm lines appeared in the palm of his hand. Each palm lines contained powerful power, and even Mo Cangsheng had to face it.

This is exactly the technique of Cangshan School's sect, the Sky Hand. Legend has it that this technique was learned by the ancestors of Cangshan School in a ruins, but no one knows the specific origin. The classics in the world of cultivation record that the ancestors of Cangshan School once slapped an immortal with this technique. From then on, the three words "Zhaotian Hand" were deeply remembered in the heart.

There are three lines in the palm, which means that Murong Sheng has practiced this technique to the third level, with a total of nine levels of the Sky-Crossing Hand, and each level is extremely difficult to practice. He can practice to the third level in the Wind Reign Period. He is already a first-class genius in the Cangshan Sect. Everyone under the same level must retreat, which is a bit more ferocious than Mo Cangsheng's Cave Golden Finger.

When Mo Cangsheng saw the three palm lines on the palm of Zhetian's hand, his face became even more gloomy, and he was extremely shocked. He thought to himself: "During the last Nine Domain Contest, Murong Sheng could only use two palm lines to the Sky Hand. Unexpectedly, he actually cultivated the third palm lines in such a short time and could not fight hard." At that moment, Mo Cangsheng quickly pulled back and got away from Murong Sheng.

The moment he quickly retreated, Murong Sheng's right hand fell, and the huge palm in the air also fell, landing in the position Mo Cangsheng had just occupied. Everyone felt as if the sky had collapsed, and the whole earth was trembling. The stone chips in front of Murong Sheng flew, forming a one-person-deep palm print. Even after seeing the ghost sword of the Sky Hand and Mo Cangsheng on the Sky Hand, they were still surprised to get to know each other. The Sky Hand was more terrifying. Murong Sheng was able to suppress the two when he was on the second floor of the Sky Hand. Now on the third floor, both of them were also scared. They asked themselves whether they could defeat Murong Sheng, and the answer was uncertain.

Murong Sheng was the killer weapon of their Cangshan Sect as soon as he came up. It can be seen that his attitude towards Qin Yun's protection was a little surprised. He did not expect Murong Sheng to be so decisive and thought that this person would be a hero in the future. Looking at Ghost Shadow Sword and Mo Cangsheng, although these two people were only slightly inferior to Murong Sheng in terms of strength, they were far behind in their grasp of the situation. Qin Yun could even be sure that if these three people were allowed to control the power of the sect in the future, the Cangshan Sect would definitely be able to suppress the other two factions.

He didn't hit the smiley person, and Murong Sheng took action to save him, but Qin Yun couldn't help but say, "Thank you, Brother Murong, for getting along with me, Qin is very grateful."

Murong Sheng looked at the deep pit in front of him and was particularly satisfied. The reason why he took action was to cover the sky was not to really fight with Mo Cangsheng, but to shock him and use his strong strength to make Mo Cang feel fear, so that he could avoid a situation of three to two.

"Brother Qin is polite. You and I are all alliances. How can I, Murong Sheng, see that Brother Qin is despised? What's more, with Brother Qin's strength, there is actually no need for Murong to take action. I'm just an extravagant move."

"Murong Sheng, you are a turtle eating weights. Are you determined to go against me?" Mo Cangsheng looked at the deep pit in front of Murong Sheng, his face was gloomy and clear. His small eyes were staring at the two of them like poisonous snakes, not knowing what he was going on in his heart.

"Mo Cangsheng, you are also a cultivator in the late stage of the Wind. Why do you have the attitude to bully a cultivator in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment? If you have the ability, let's compete with the spells. How about?"

"Okay, very good. You Murong Sheng has cultivated into the third level of the Sky-Crossing Hand. I may not be your opponent, but don't forget that there are still three people in our side now, and you only have two, and one is still a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. Do you want to fight three?" Mo Cangsheng looked at Qin Yun behind Murong Sheng with contempt, with a sneer on his face. He expected that with three to one, Murong Sheng is not your opponent. As long as he forced him, he would definitely hand over Qin Yun, the murderer who killed his junior brother.

Murong Sheng's face was solemn. How could he not see Mo Cangsheng's thoughts? He turned his head and looked at the ghost sword, "Zhang Sheng, you are only two of you. If one of ours was killed by Mo Cangsheng, you two might not be able to fight for them later. Why not join forces? What should we think?"

In Murong Sheng's view, as long as he and Qin Yun die, the Ghost Shadow Knife will be two people, and they will not be able to get it well in the hands of Mo Cangsheng and the other two. Only when they unite can they suppress Mo Cangsheng.

"Zhang Sheng, are you going to be angry with this person who stole your woman?"

As soon as Mo Cangsheng said, Murong Sheng thought to himself that it was terrible. Fairy Lin Bo was probably the biggest gap between him and Zhang Sheng. Sure enough, when it came to Fairy Lin Bo, the face of Ghost Shadow Knife changed immediately. He snorted coldly and said, "I, Zhang Sheng, will not participate in your affairs with Murong Sheng."

Mo Cangsheng smiled. Today, he smiled so brightly for the first time. "Murrong Sheng, I think you should ask the person behind you to hand over it. After all, you are also a core disciple of the Cangshan Sect. If you kill you, I will not be able to explain to the Cangshan Sect."

"Hmph, he is a disciple of the Saint of Heavenly Meaning." Murong Sheng refused to retreat.

"So what? It's just an old man. He was lucky enough to become the late stage of Mahayana. We, Diancang Sect, were not afraid at all. This man actually dared to kill our Diancang Sect disciples, saying that I, Diancang Sect disciples, did so many evil things. Humph, even the sky did not kill me, Diancang Sect disciples, where did he get the qualifications?"

"Heaven does not follow his own way, I follow his own way." Qin Yun was not afraid. He did not retreat at all when facing the powerful power of the realm of transformation. He dared to seize food in the hands of Mahayana monks. At that time, he had just built a foundation for a short time, not to mention that now, Qin Yun's cultivation is not high, but courageous.

"What a good way to do the heavens. Today I will let you see the strength of my Dian Cang Sect. It is not comparable to the newly rising strength of the Tianji Tower."

Mo Cangsheng was about to take action, and a powerful force instantly spread around everyone. The seven monks changed color at the same time, and the pressure of the gods was so powerful that they could not breathe.

An old voice came slowly: "Who dares to fight privately under the Naihe Bridge? Hum." Just a humming word was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's chest. Except for Qin Yun, everyone spewed out a mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!