This sword that Gu Chaoxi fell from the sky.

It has a great origin, and it is the seventh sword of the "Qingfeng Seven Swords". It sounds like the name is powerful and domineering.

Zhuge Huaiqin was a little worried and was about to take out the Zhanlu sword from the space ring. However, Long Qingyun's tough personality and stubborn temper were still somewhat familiar with Zhuge Huaiqin during the period of time he was together.

Therefore, Zhuge Huaiqin still asked Long Qingyun for his consent in advance, and couldn't help but say:

"Junior brother, do you need a sword?"

Long Qingyun seemed to be able to understand Zhuge Huaiqin's worries and said aloud: "Senior sister, don't worry, I can still deal with it without weapons."

A confident expression bloomed. Long Qingyun was ashamed, with a calm expression, standing parallel to his legs, then squatted down, facing the palms of his hands, and suddenly swung out eight palms.

"Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Water, Fire, Mountain, and Ze" is shot with strong force.

The movements are concise and skillful, and the speed is as fast as thunder. The eight palms are fired together, and they are completed in one go.

Although Long Qingyun's palm movements changed eight times and shot frequently, his speed was too fast, but it seemed like he had only slapped one palm. It was the ninth style of "Creating the World" in the "Nine Styles of Songyang".

The ninth posture of Songyang where these eight palms gathered in one palm is too powerful, and the true energy in the air is bulging, making it feel like it is about to crack.

"Boom!" There was a shocking sound.

Gu Chaoxi's figure was blown away and threw it more than ten feet away. With a "bang!", it fell in front of the tea shop opposite the street.

It was thrown away like a bundle of straw.

The noisy voices ended abruptly, and a brief silence appeared, and the falling needle could be heard. The onlookers opened their eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of them, dumbfounded. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would hardly believe that it was true.

After a brief silence, thunderous applause burst out, one after another.

Joy Tower is ranked among the four major sects in Xitu Hezhou. It is famous. Usually, there are disciples in the building who bully others with their power outside. The people dare not speak out. Today, the owner of Joy Tower 11 was defeated, and it was a crushing defeat. Of course, this will give everyone a breath.

So the applause was extremely loud!

The middle-aged man in purple robe walked towards Long Qingyun with two young men and a woman in green, and clasped his fists to Long Qingyun and said:

"I am Liu Dashan, this is my two sons and adopted daughter. Thank you for your righteousness. Meng Zhu, why don't you kowtow to your benefactor quickly." Liu Dashan showed a simple and grateful expression on his face.

Liu Mengzhu hurriedly bowed forward Yingying and was about to kneel down. Long Qingyun raised his right hand, and an invisible force dragged Liu Mengzhu's knees and said aloud:

"Miss Liu doesn't have to do this great gift. I'm just a little bit of work. Please get up quickly."

Liu Mengzhu lowered her head slightly and bowed to Long Qingyun and said, "Young Master is so kind, Meng Zhu cannot repay you. You should remember it in your heart. But this joy is so rich and powerful. You must be careful in the future!"

The sound was crisp and pleasant, like a yellow oriole in the valley. Long Qingyun was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, this street-based woman not only looks good, but also acts well and is gentle and charming, which is very rare.

Long Qingyun nodded slightly at Liu Mengzhu, and a smile appeared on his handsome face:

"Thank you for your reminder!" After saying that, Long Qingyun walked straight to the tea shop opposite.

Gu Chaoxi climbed up from the ground in a embarrassing manner, staggered and almost fell down. He barely supported the Qingfeng sword on the ground, and finally stabilized his body.

The proud aura on his face swept away. Gu Chaoxi looked at the oncoming Long Qingyun in horror and said loudly:

"Qin Bulei, Sun Ruohai, where are you two dead?" Before he finished speaking, a young man in black rushed over, blocked his hands and blocked Long Qingyun.

The young man in black looked pale and said with a stern face: "What do you want...what do you want...? The height of our Joy Tower...hands... are about to arrive, just wait...wait...and see!"

Frightened by Long Qingyun's powerful force, the young man in black was already incoherent.

Even so, Gu Chaoxi was refreshed and his face calmed down: "Qin Bulei was not here, it was obvious that he was going back to the Xiyue Building to bring reinforcements. Fortunately, it was not far away, and the masters in the building must have arrived in an instant."

Thinking of this, Gu Chaoxi curled a sneer on his lips, and the long-formed aura of arrogance appeared on his face again, and he laughed wildly:

"Very good, very good. You kid actually made a fool. When I am happy that someone comes to the building will definitely tell you that you will die without a place to die."

His words were sharp and arrogant, and his surroundings were filled with aura.

The crowd was in an uproar. The elegant middle-aged man who sat like a mountain in front of the tea shop couldn't help but frowned slightly and sighed:

"If you lose, you lose. It's okay to admit it calmly. Why bother to speak out? This way, I really lost all the face of my four major sects."

Gu Chaoxi looked at the sound and was shocked. It turned out that the elegant middle-aged man who sat upright on a chair and drank tea was Jiang Yunong, the left guardian of the Motian Sect, who "shocked two continents with one sword."

This person has such strong combat power and excellent sword skills.

It can be said that everyone knows and knows everything in Xitu Hezhou. It is so famous that it is chasing Xiao Tianyang, the leader of the Motian Sect. However, in recent years, Jiang Yunong rarely appears in Xitu Hezhou. According to the section report of Xiyuelou in Beitu Juzhou, Jiang Yunong has been staying in Beitu Juzhou for a long time and dealing with the affairs of the Motian Sect and Beitu Juzhou.

Huh? Why did Jiang Yunong suddenly appear on Bogda Street?

A clear voice interrupted Gu Chaoxi's thoughts, and Long Qingyun said sternly:

"Gu Chaoxi, you should stop talking nonsense here. The defeated generals are not brave enough. What are you trying to cheat? Do you want to do it again? You are still lying underground to eat mud. The 11th floor master of the four major sects actually said such shameless words. I am really impatient for you."

Long Qingyun deliberately raised his voice, but reduced his combat power cultivation by two small realms, and the aura of the seventh-grade peak Martial Emperor filled the surroundings.

Suddenly, the noisy crowd became extremely quiet. Most people's chests were as dull and uncomfortable as huge steel plates pressed against each other, and their faces were filled with shock and awe.

At this moment, a majestic voice came from a distance: "Boy, how could you comment on my Joy Tower?"

Before he finished speaking, a tall middle-aged man suddenly came to Long Qingyun, stood with his hands behind his back, and his tiger eyes stared at Long Qingyun.

Gu Chaoxi immediately smiled happily and said loudly:

"Master of the Third Floor, you are here. This guy dares to insult my Joy Building. You must teach him a lesson."

Joy Tower is ranked among the four major sects in Xitu Hezhou. It is one of the four top four forces in Xitu Hezhou. There are 36 masters below the gang leader Gongsun Xin, and they are all masters.

Especially the top ten owners are all amazing people, and the third owner Sun Jianhe is even among the top three. They are known as the "Furious Wind Sword" in the world, and are known as the "Furious Wind Sword" and are known for their fast swords.

Long Qingyun smiled slightly and said calmly:

"Aren't what I said true? Why did you make a comment? Don't think you are the third floor owner, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?"
Chapter completed!