In the conference hall, there was a moment of silence, and the needles fell to hear it.

Yang Buhui, who was lying outside the door, had his eyes wide open, and his mouth was wide open and he could swallow an egg. She looked at Chen Xuanyi's back with an incredible look on her face, thinking that this uncle of unknown origin was crazy?

Not only did her father Yang Xiao curse, but even Yang Dingtian, the former leader of the Ming Cult, was scolded.

In recent years in the Ming Cult, Yang Buhui often heard her father talk about the past. When Yang Dingtian was alive, the Ming Cult was so powerful that Yang Dingtian's martial arts were even more powerful than that of the world. Only Zhang Zhenren of Wudang Sect could beat Yang Dingtian in one move.

The two envoys of the Ming Cult, the four great Dharma kings, and the five scattered people, all of them admire Yang Dingtian from the bottom of their hearts.

Yang Buhui already knew that this person must not be her uncle.

The ugly girl Xiao Zhao, who was standing behind Yang Buhui, couldn't help but feel surprised when she heard the loud voice coming from the hall.

"Don't you fucking shit! Boy, I'll slap you to death!"

The man with an ugly appearance, a fierce look, and two knife marks on his face shouted loudly, raised his palm and attacked Chen Xuan.

The man was not slow in his body, and he jumped high, thinking of slapping Chen Xuanyi's Tianling Gave.

If he had this palm firmly slapped it, no matter how powerful your martial arts are, you would not be able to survive.

Chen Xuan moved his eyes, and he didn't even look at the man. He raised his hand and slapped it directly and slammed it on.

Bang!

The powerful palm force hit the man in the air and directly hit the man.

The man fell directly from the air, covered his chest, and fell to the ground, and suffered serious internal injuries.

Seeing this, a fat monk next to him immediately exclaimed: "Zhou Dian! Are you okay?"

Zhou Dian covered his chest and some blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth. He spitted a mouthful of blood on the ground, looked at Chen Xuanyi with a frosty face and said, "What are you still standing there?"

"This kid insults Master Yang, how could he let him speak out here and spray feces all over his mouth?"

"I can't say it! Mr. Leng! Monk Peng! You guys are going to do it!"

"Yang Xiao, this kid pointed at you and scolded him. How could you bear it?"

The next moment, the fat monk beside Zhou Dian shouted softly and said, "Boy, I can't say I'll come and meet you!"

It turns out that this person is a master among the five scattered people.

After the words came to an end, I couldn't jump out.

Another bald monk beside him also shouted loudly and said, "Including me, Lao Peng!"

As he said that, he waved his palm and attacked Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan stood there without moving, and flipped his palm and was about to raise his palm.

At this time, Yang Xiao raised his arm and blocked the front of Peng Yingyu.

"Two sanren, you can't help but give the people a real person by fighting against one, saying that the Ming Cult is bullying the small with the big and the crowd with the small. Please ask the two to retreat for the time being and let me meet him!"

Yang Xiao's face was slightly cold and his voice was cold.

When the master and Peng Yingyu heard this, they looked at each other and nodded, "Okay, then Yang Zuojun takes the lead!"

It is impossible for the master and Peng Yingyu to retreat aside and help Zhou Dian up.

Yang Xiao looked at Chen Xuanyi with a chill look on his face and said, "Let me learn your skills!"

Chen Xuan smiled and said with his hands behind his back: "You can just take action, let me see what the cost of Yang Zuozun learned from Yang Dingtian."

Yang Xiao snorted coldly, and saw a faint green air flowing in his palm. When he stepped on his feet, he ran out straight, leaned forward, leaned forward against the ground, slid several feet away, and attacked Chen Xuanyi's left shoulder.

Wei Yixiao, who was watching the battle, saw a faint green air flowing in Yang Xiao's palm, and said quietly: "I didn't expect that Yang Zuo's envoy had already practiced the Qingzhu hand."

Standing beside Wei Yixiao was the master and the iron-crowned Taoist.

The master said: "Bat King, did you say you had a relationship with this person before, so how could you know the details of this person?"

"Is this person a member of the six major sects?"

Wei Yixiao shook his head gently, looked at Chen Xuanyi in the hall with a serious face, and said, "I met this person on the way to Guangmingding a few days ago."

"I can't say whether he is from the six major sects."

"When I saw him, he was alone, walking in the desert, and no one followed him."

"That day, I drank a pot of wine from him, and he pursued me relentlessly for dozens of miles."

"I almost forced out my cold symptoms."

He couldn't hear this and said in surprise: "Bat King, are you kidding? How can this kid's light skills be comparable to you?"

Wei Yixiao smiled bitterly and said, "I, the Green-Winged Bat King, claiming to be unparalleled in the world in the light skills. I have never seen anyone in the world who can catch up with me."

"But this kid is really weird. If I hadn't made an excuse to escape that day, I would have been caught up by him."

He couldn't say that he looked surprised and said, "Does the Bat King know this person's name? Such a young master not only has outstanding light skills, but also can force Zhou Dian to retreat with one palm. He is definitely not an ordinary person."

Wei Yixiao said, "I was chased by this kid that day, so how could I ask about his name?"

Taoist Tieguan said from the side: "I heard this person's words and seemed to be an old resentment with Yang Zuozeng. I also know a lot about my Ming Cult."

"He said something crazy to Master Yang. Could it be that there is something hidden in it?"

Wei Yixiao shook his head and said, "Let's look at it before talking about it. Yang Zuo's martial arts skills are excellent, and he should be able to test the details of this person."

Both the Iron Crown Taoist and the Master agree deeply.

At this time, in the hall, Chen Xuanyi had already made several moves with Yang Xiao.

As the left envoy of the Ming Cult, Yang Xiao had already made a huge name in the world when he was a young man.

Now Yang Xiao is over fifty years old, and few people can match his martial arts attainments in the world.

Yang Xiao learned a lot of martial arts. He not only practiced the supreme martial arts of the Ming Cult such as the Great Shift of the Universe, but also possessed the unique skills of Huang Yaoshi, the East Evil, who used to be the first to be a master of magical powers.

At this time, Yang Xiao's body and technique were soft and hard, and his changes were endless, and his whole body was like a flying fairy dancing music.

These martial arts moves are different from ordinary martial arts, and they actually give people a pleasing feeling.

What is most surprising is that Chen Xuan, who faced Yang Xiao, was very beautiful in his body.

I saw Chen Xuanyi as if he had turned into a beautiful woman, with a slim figure, a slender waist, and a light swing of his waist, waving his palms.

The palm technique is very diverse, and the virtual and real are dazzling.

This made the five scattered people watching the battle in the hall and Wei Yixiao stunned.

Wei Yixiao looked strange and said, "Why are the body movements of these two people so similar? But there are some differences!"

"It's so weird, so weird!"

Mr. Lengmian said coldly: "There is a problem."

Mr. Leng's wife called Leng Qian, who is one of the five scattered people. His words have always been brief. What he said is a problem, which means that he can use martial arts to see, and the relationship between these two people may be somewhat problematic.
Chapter completed!