Chapter 99 meet
"Monster, how dare you destroy my magic weapon, I want you to pay for it!" Seeing that his magic weapon was destroyed, Elder Liu was shocked and angry. A strange blood-colored rune was drawn on it, and then he stepped on his feet, chanted a curse, and then slapped the back of the head, and it was a wow, three faint blue flames spewed out from his mouth and nose, towards Li Chengyu. Burn past.

"It's a small skill." Li Chengyu smiled coldly, and he didn't care about making Sanyang Yijian come forward. The sword light and flames were instantly entangled in one place, as if six angry dragons were fighting each other. The flames were all scattered.

Ah!
But seeing Elder Liu let out a miserable cry, his hair disheveled and his appearance haggard, as if his vitality had been seriously injured.

Over there, Elder Wang of Qingyunmen and Old Monk Puhui of Tianyin Temple saw their comrades in distress, and hurried forward to rescue them.

Elder Wang's sharp golden sword was fast, and he stopped the Sanyang Yiqi sword first, and the four sword lights strangled fiercely in an instant.

The Puhui old monk of Tianyin Temple took off the Du'er Buddha beads around his neck, and hurriedly called Li Chengyu under the golden Buddha light.

One of the two blocked the treasure to save people, and the other went straight to Huanglong. They cooperated quite tacitly.

It's just that Li Chengyu didn't panic at all, he pinched the sword formula with one hand, and pressed the sharp golden sword to the disadvantage, and it was easy to kill with one bite, while flicking five fingers with the other hand, the Jade Blood God Thunder, like several red beads, had already collided with the Buddha beads In one place, crackling cyan-blue electric light exploded, blasting the Du'er Buddha beads back upside down.

"My Buddha is merciful!" The old monk Puhui took the beads and took a look, only to see that the Buddha's light on it was dim and scorched black. Pulling off the cassock, revealing a majestic body full of muscles.

"Hold the grass, this old monk is really a muscular brother!"

With such a sense of disobedience, Li Chengyu was dumbfounded and complained involuntarily.

However, Tianyin Temple's unique study "Dafan Prajna" is very different from Taoism's method of comprehending the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It focuses on understanding one's own body. Although the disciples of Yinsi are Buddhist disciples, they are actually all strong and strong, with the strength to tear tigers and leopards, and subdue dragons and tigers.

Elder Puhui, as an old monk of the general generation in Tianyin Temple, has a strong Dafan Prajna skill, which has already honed his physique to look like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex.

At this moment, he yelled loudly, and the blood and energy in his whole body swelled like lead and mercury, making a loud noise, and his whole body swelled up like a small hill of muscles. Huge potholes were stepped out in an extremely exaggerated manner, and he approached Li Chengyu in the blink of an eye, as if glaring at King Kong, subduing demons, holding a huge crescent shovel in his hand, and knocking it down.

The billowing qi and blood coagulated like a mountain, and the strong wind was like a knife scraping the face. Li Chengyu was startled, but his hands were not slow. Ten Jade Blood God Thunder shot out like bullets and collided with the Crescent Shovel.

But I saw green snakes dancing wildly in the sky, and the thunder was like a tide.

Deng Deng Deng!
The old monk Puhui spurted blood, and was shocked by the huge power to retreat tens of feet. Then he was holding a broken pole tightly in his hand, and the crescent-like edge had already shattered on the ground. Among the electric snake and thunder.

Li Chengyu pulled out his hand, and the sword formula changed again, urging the Chihong sword light to become more intense.

Clang clang!
But listening to the sound of the golden strike was deafening, bursting out sparks like stars.

Rui Jinjian wailed, and was smashed into pieces in the air.

"The old man's sword!"

Accompanied by Elder Wang's heartbroken screams, in just a short moment, the three leading elders were all defeated. They shocked the disciples of the younger generation, and tightened their hands even more. It seems to happen anytime.

Fortunately, Li Chengyu didn't want to form a life-and-death enmity with the three factions, but he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, instead he took Feijian back.

He looked at Bi Yao with a half smile, and asked, "Is Li now qualified to meet the ghost king?"

Bi Yao's bright eyes were full of shock, but she didn't expect Li Chengyu to have such a skill, she was slightly startled, and then giggled playfully: "I know, I will tell my father about this when I go back this time. thing."

As she said that, she glanced at Zhang Xiaofan in the crowd again, then smiled at the disciples of the righteous way: "We will meet later."

After speaking, he took the Ghost King Zongmen and left.

Li Chengyu watched them disappear into the sky, then turned his eyes to the disciples of the three sects who looked vigilant, and said lightly: "Everyone, don't be nervous. In this battle, we lost one draw and two losses. According to the preface, everyone Do yourself a favor."

The three elders looked at each other for a while, seeing that he seemed to be no longer embarrassed, they couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and hurried away with a group of disciples.

A few days later, there was a golden wind and light rain upstairs in Caiyun Town.

Li Chengyu sat by the window, overlooking the noisy and bustling human scene below, dazed.

It's almost noon now, and it's time for dinner. In the past, this time should be the busiest time in the building, but the status of the visitors today is quite good, so the head of the building has declined the diners coming and going, everyone from up to down. They are all ready.

"Master, the people from the Ghost King Sect have arrived." Bai Qi pushed open the door of the private room, pulling Li Chengyu back from his thoughts.

"Bring someone in." Li Chengyu ordered lightly.

Bai Qi responded and stepped back.

After a while, the door of the room was pushed open again, and a middle-aged scribe walked in. He casually walked over to Li Chengyu and sat down, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and savored it carefully. One sip, silent.

Li Chengyu took a look, but saw that he had a square face with slender eyebrows, his eyebrows looked elegant, but his eyes were piercing, and his forehead was full, but in this elegance revealed an aura that was not angry but majestic. He was wearing a Confucian robe, There is a piece of lavender jade pendant around her waist, exquisite and translucent, with a faint auspicious aura, one can tell it is not ordinary at a glance.

Although this person has not said a word since he sat down, his seemingly ordinary and casual movements carry a breathtaking aura of majesty, as if he is exerting spiritual hints and influences all the time.

Li Chengyu's heart tightened, but he didn't show anything on his face. Instead, he made a joke, saying: "It is said in the market that the Sect Master of the Ghost King is about ten feet tall, with three heads and six arms. I don’t know how many people will be saddened and disappointed that Mister has such an ordinary appearance of a scholar.”

(End of this chapter)

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