When Mu Yunti heard what Yan Longqingxue said to Wang Foer, Mu Yunti turned around and left immediately without even taking his own fleet. Looking at Mu Yunti's flame-tailed swaying from afar, Yan Longqingxue sighed silently. He turned to Wang Foer and said, "If you have some leisure time, please go to the underwater temple of the Dongao tribe with me. From now on, our Dongao tribe and the Forty-seven Islands will not offend each other and maintain the peace in the past."

Wang Foer shook his head and smiled, "Sister Yan Longqingxue's Dongao clan is one of the four tribes of the East China Sea. He lived in the East China Sea millions of years ago. This sea should be the terrifying place of the Dongao clan. Why do you say so tactfully? I won't argue with the Dongao clan!"

Yan Longqingxue smiled and said, "Some things are not as simple as you think!"

Wang Foer smiled and said, "I may not have guessed some things. The Dongao clan has the blessing of his ancestors and Sister Yan Long Qingxue. You are so cowardly and so cowardly. I am a little reluctant to deal with such people. I don't know if Sister Yan Long Qingxue is willing to help you?"

Yan Longqingxue couldn't help but smile and said, "You kid is interesting, but it's not your turn to do something about my Dongao tribe. You, the new Martial Saint, come and take care of you, as the leader of the Forty-seven Islands."

Wang Foer smiled and was about to speak, and suddenly a water column surged into the sea and broke through the waves and stepped on the water. The momentum was stronger than before.

Yan Longqingxue frowned slightly, and Wang Foer bowed first and said, "Senior Brother Bai, you just sank into the water. I have been worried for a long time. This East China Sea has hidden countless ancient beasts, which are very dangerous!"

Bai Polang smiled bitterly and said lightly: "Since I am defeated, I will naturally not come to compete with you for the Martial Saint Palace again. Forty-seven Islands and the fleet left by Master. You must operate well. I will set off to return to the vast China. In order to compete for the position left by Master, I ignored my foundation."

Wang Foer smiled and said, "If Brother Bai has time, you might as well come back and see you often! I will definitely walk backwards!"

Bai Polang arched his hands and left. Wang Foer suddenly felt ashamed as he watched the man leave. In order to inherit the position of Martial Saint, Bai Polang had prepared for a long time, but his efforts were in vain for many years. In fact, Wang Foer could also feel that these four Martial Saint disciples still had killer weapons and did not all take them out to deal with him.

As soon as Bai Polang left, the battle for the Wusheng Palace was revealed. Of course, even if Wang Foer was about to rush to the underwater temple of the Dongao tribe with Yan Longqingxue, he suddenly heard the strange screams of his face.

"When did the Ice and Fire Glare City raise Dragon Eagle?"

Yan Longqingxue was slightly stunned and then said, "It was the fourteenth senior brother Mu Yunti who captured both ends from somewhere. I guess he didn't have time to take them away!"

Wang Foer's face suddenly changed into a cold light. He rushed straight to the Ice and Fire Glare City and waited for him to arrive outside the Wusheng Palace. Sure enough, two huge black and golden dragon eagles were being bound by iron chains.

"Isn't this the Dragon Eagle subdued by Senior Eunuch Bai?"

Wang Foer immediately shouted: "Yan Baihong, Hong, Zi, Fire, Qiankun, Luoluoyan, and the mother got out for me, what's going on with this dragon eagle?"

Wang Fo'er was so angry that he spoke unstoppable. However, the four general managers also saw Wang Fo'er angry and had an ambiguous attitude when Bai Polang and others were there. Some ghosts came up together and replied carefully: "This is a ferocious beast brought by the Fourteenth Master! I don't know what's going on!"

"Four Farts, how did he get the birds raised by my Great Leiyin Temple?"

Wang Foer's roar made the four general managers' faces change color. Yan Baihong whispered: "The fourteenth young master said that he met a woman on the way to the place and fought with evil words. He captured the woman and took these two dragon eagles..."

Wang Foer raised his foot and kicked Yan Baihong away in an extremely cold voice and said, "Where did Mu Yunti put that woman?"

Yan Baihong quickly replied: "It's still on the fleet outside! The fourteenth young man walked in a hurry and did not take the fleet away!"

Wang Foer immediately rushed to the sky and circled around the fleet and shouted: "Why are the three commanders separateing the fleet from Mu Yunti's bastard's fleet for me?"

At this time, Yan Longqingxue also felt something wrong and chased after him, pointing to more than ten warships painted with dragon patterns and said, "That's why the abbot of the 14th Senior Brother's fleet, the king of Fo'er, was so panicked?"

Wang Foer had no intention of answering that he immediately broke into a warship and shouted loudly: "Where is the woman who rode the dragon geese and was captured by Mu Yunti now?"

An old man seemed to be in charge of the fleet and was not very financially responsible when he faced Wang Foer's question, and said lightly: "This fleet is the new Martial Saint under my son's name. Please leave!"

From the two dragon eagles, Wang Foer judged that it was tears. He was in danger. It was the most popular time when he did not have the heart to respect the elderly and love the young. Hearing this, he reached out and grabbed the old man and immediately sucked the vortex of ice-cold true energy into Wang Foer's hand.

The king of the palms strengthened, Foer said coldly: "What a bullshit, if you can't answer my question, I will kill the entire fleet immediately and then destroy your young master's family!"

The old man looked disdainful and was about to speak, Wang Fo'er had already carried the old man directly into the cabin. More than ten Mu Yun's generals came up to stop Wang Fo'er had already swept all the air swords away.

"If you want to destroy my Muyun family, you should have asked me at least what people and family industries are spread across the Muyun family!"

Wang Foer tightened his hand and the old man couldn't breathe: "I don't want to listen to such nonsense, I want to know where that woman is now?"

Yan Longqingxue suddenly floated on her body and said to Wang Foer: "The abbot of Wang Foer is not reckless. This old man is the chief manager of the Mu Yun family. He has followed the fourth generation of the heads of the senior brother Mu Yun family and is highly respected..."

"*** Ba Po teaches you to shut up even if you are protected by the East China Sea Canglong, I don't mind stealing a few Dongao beasts every day to drink wine. I don't believe that the lazy dragon can catch up with my land Liluan God.

Yan Longqingxue's expression suddenly changed, even the Martial Saint Bai Cang was not so rude to her. However, she also knew that what Wang Foer said was the truth that the ancient Canglong had long been determined to erase the forty-seven islands that threatened her descendants. However, although the Martial Saint Bai Cang could not do anything to the ancient Canglong Tai Canglong, the ancient Canglong could not do anything to the Martial Saint really aroused the Martial Saint's anger unless she could protect her descendants day and night, the death and injury of the Dongao clan would inevitably be killed or injured.

This time, Wang Foer's abbot, Forty-seven Islands, was many times weaker than the Martial Saint. The ancient Canglong also had this meaning. However, when facing the Li Luan God transformed into the ancient Canglong, he knew that he could not catch up with him, so he could not do anything to this young man. So he pressed this matter down again.

The reason why Yan Longqingxue supported Wang Foer was halfway because she was afraid that Wang Foer was dissatisfied with the assassination of the Dongao tribe in private was something that Ren Taigu Canglong could not protect even if he had the ability to be in the sky.

The old man in his hand had already pinched the bones for Wang Fo'er, and the old man immediately shut up when he saw Yan Longqingxue drinking. Then he felt a little scared, but he still couldn't believe that Wang Fo'er dared to kill him.

Therefore, he said coldly: "The woman was not brought by the young master and sent her back to Middle-earth without being brought to her."

Wang Foer asked coldly: "What foundations do Muyun's family have in Middle Earth report the location one by one?"

Yan Longqingxue finally couldn't help but say slowly: "The younger brother of Zen Master Yixiu, the head of the Muyun family, and three of them in the previous generation are in two holy places of the Taoist sect. As elders, Wang Foer, no matter how strong you are, can you offend your master's sect?"

As soon as Yan Longqingxue said this, she felt the boundless murderous intent covering her body. A green sword energy flashed from somewhere. She was shocked and used the Dongao clan's unsad method and the Donghai Dragon Fishing Jue to wave ten sea waters from the sea. She turned into ten crystal clear water dragons and Wang Foer's green flame sword energy.

"Biyan Yin Lei Knife!"

Yan Longqingxue couldn't help but feel sweet when she heard this sentence, and she ran away with the water dragon with her body.

Although the Earth-Blue Flame Yin Thunder Sword is not as good as the ancient Five Elements Qi Soldier in terms of exquisite changes, the magnificent reputation of the Five Emperors Dragon Fist is not as good as the Five Emperors Dragon Fist in terms of domineering murderous intent.

The reason why no disciples passed down by Bai Cang learned this magical power is that on the one hand, they have to attract seventy-two evil spirits with their physical body, which is too domineering and too complicated. Generally speaking, the more domineering the martial arts, the simpler and clearer the martial arts are, and the more complex the kung fu, the more exquisite it is, and the more refined the complex kung fu is to win with changes.

The martial arts skills in the Martial Saint Land have both the strengths of the two schools, which is simply impossible to appear in martial arts. It is even more difficult to make the seventy-two evil spirits special for the green flames and thunder. Therefore, no one uses this martial arts when the Martial Saint takes action. Only Bai Polang, who is dedicated to inheriting the position of Martial Saint, has worked hard to study and practice without success.

Wang Foer slashed away with a sword and Yan Longqingxue finally understood two things. First, for Wang Foer, the importance of that woman was beyond everything. This young man could not say a word to annoy this young man. Second, Wang Foer's martial arts talent is far away from his power. The power of any disciple of Master Biyan Yin Lei Sword is definitely not something he can bear at the moment.

"It turns out that after practicing this martial arts, it is so powerful that it can absorb nearly three hundred times the energy of the heavenly tribulation. It is close to the master who has survived the second heavenly tribulation." Although Yan Longqingxue retreated, she did not suffer much damage. While regulating her true energy, she wanted to deal with the situation. "Senior Brother Mu Yun is really in big trouble."

The Yan Longqing and Xue King Foer were too lazy to continue to ask and use the Great Soul Search Method to directly reflect the old man's sea of ​​consciousness to forcibly break the protection set by the old man for his spiritual memory.

After he finished reading the old man's memory and everything in his mind, the old man's eyes were white and he was drooling and pretending to be an idiot.

"*** Bastard Mu Yunti, if you dare to hurt you, tears are all over the city. I won't say that I will destroy you, even if Yixiu is the master of the Great Zizaiyuan, I will kill you back to Rantu Temple and slaughter them together. Is the Taoist elder very amazing? Even Hengdaozhuang can't protect you!"

The anger in his heart, Liancheng Wang Foer soared into the sky and transformed into an extremely huge ancient giant ape. Ten murderous magic sticks in his palm smashed down more than ten large ships from the Mu Yun family and immediately smashed them. Although there were many masters on the ship, how could they compete with a master of the desolate god like Wang Foer?

Almost after encountering the overwhelming cold air, people and weapons were frozen into powder and slags. No one could resist any of them. Although Yan Longqingxue was willing to rescue her, she thought she was unable to fight against Wang Foer and could only sigh and say to Wang Foer: "The 14th Senior Brother and that girl are just a misunderstanding. If you persuade Senior Brother Mu Yun, you should be happy to return that girl to you, Wang Foer and you will kill these people without any help!"

Wang Foer held a giant stick in his hand and said coldly: "What does it mean to be useless? I just want to tell the world that we should either not mess with me or be ready to die. Don't talk to me about any hypocritical and kind discussions!"

Yan Longqingxue could sense that Wang Foer's murderous aura became stronger when he said this. Looking at the giant ice crystal stick that could not match the diameter of the stick, Yan Longqingxue, who showed up as a woman at the first time.
Chapter completed!