If he was severely injured and the Huayu Sect had no leader, he might really be defeated.

"Junior Brother Zhou, where is the foundation?"

He turned around and looked at the first seat of Baodan Valley.

"Senior Brother!"

The other party's face looked extremely ugly, and later he whispered to him.

Even though he was the leader of the Qingyu Zhenren, who had great skills in qi cultivation, and Mount Tai collapsed before him without changing color, his face changed drastically at this moment.

The foundation has not been invited?

this……

Before he could think about it, he could already feel a breath locking himself.

After losing several people in a row, Lingkong Sword Immortal finally focused on him, the head of the Huayu Sect.

The other party didn't say nonsense, and the sword cultivator has always been taciturn.

Slash out with one sword.

The sword energy is like a mountain, rolling in with the momentum of wind and thunder.

Real Master Qingyu dared not be negligent. He swung the whisk in his hand, and drew a circle with his other hand. Then the green light shone brightly, and a Tai Chi pattern was transformed in front of him.

boom!
Chapter completed!