Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Although Qingyunzi confiscated him as a disciple, he taught him a lot of inner door spells. Later, Ye Shaoyang also pointed out a lot of him. The strength of Su Qinzhang is also leaps and bounds. He has already been promoted to the position of Tianshi, not far from the immortals. In the era of magic, this strength is also considered a leader among the younger generation.

However, after all, he is a thin disciple. Compared with the peerless powerhouse, he is still a bit worse. The most important thing is that Qingyunzi chose him to take charge of the mountain gate. What he actually saw was not his strength, but his ability in management. Yue Ran practiced on Xuanyuan Mountain from a young age. After more than ten years, although it is not the strongest among the seven disciples, since the Spelling Guild has let him out, it shows that he also trusts his strength. In terms of hard power, he is naturally stronger than Su Qinzhang. It’s a bit annoyed that several great masters are in the eye, but the results have already been expected.

"Yue Ranshi, you can't hurt and anger." Zhang Wusheng couldn't help but say, his heart is very uncomfortable, but there is no way. With his status and seniority, it is really difficult to personally start with Yue.

Yueran naturally knows this too, knowing that these masters will not do anything to him, so he will provoke Su Qinzhang with great fanfare.

Although Su Qinzhang's strength is not good, but after all, it is the face of Maoshan. As long as he wins him, this matter will soon spread in the magical world: As the agent of Maoshan, one of the largest sects in the magical world, he can't beat the spell guild. One of the youngest disciples is a very bad morale for the entire magical world. For Maoshan, it is even more shameful...

The two men's handprints collided in each other, but they sucked together and consumed each other's repairs.

Suddenly, Su Qinzhang is gradually struggling, and a face is flushed...

"Su Daochang, you don't want me to..." The smile on the face of Yueran looks even worse.

Su Qinzhang tried his best and supported it. He said, "I am a foreign disciple. It is not a matter of bullying me. I hate that my master is not..."

"You mean Ye Shaoyang?" Yue Ran smiled. "It's a pity that he has disappeared. Otherwise, I would like to come to fight with him. The first day of the world, huh..."

Shinto smiled and looked at the scene. He said to Yue Yue: "You can just point it to you and leave a face for Maoshan. After all, it is the first sect of Daomen..."

His words sounded like a persuasion, but in fact it was a satire on Maoshan. Yueran memories, lightly read a Buddha number, changed three handprints in a row, mana mad spit. Su Qinzhang couldn't support it anymore. He walked back and almost fell. He rubbed his hand on his chest and looked at Yue Ran with hatred. He just had to open his mouth, his throat was sweet, and he almost spurted out his blood.

Sustained... Su Qin’s heart is like a gray, but I don’t think of myself for a time, but the famous festival of Maoshan. I want to say something, but I am afraid that it will give me more opportunities to ridicule. I will stand in the same place and I will not know what to do. it is good.

"Maoshan teaches, but that's it." Yueran gently smiled, "Oh, Maoshan agent teaches."

"you"

Su Qinzhang just wanted to speak, suddenly felt the wind behind his head, turned his head and looked at it, but it was a Tsing Yi, flying straight from the direction of the mountain gate, and his heart trembled, isn’t it...

Tsing Yi flew and fell behind Su Qin.

Su Qinzhang was so excited that he almost cried, and hurriedly said: "Master!"

It is the road that comes.

Wearing a long blue robe, the long hair of the horn and the shawl fluttered in the wind, watching it still so handsome, so pretend.

Once upon a time, God.

"The wind!" Zhang Wusheng and others have taken a breath.

Yuxizi and the compassionate teacher instinctively hid behind the crowd, for fear of being seen by the wind. When they watched the battle, they all saw the thunder of the aisle. At that time, the road could be tied with the Promise Master. This was practiced for a while, and he was rumored to be a step closer...

However, their fears were superfluous. The road did not notice them at all. Their eyes fell on Yueran. They looked a little calm and stared at him. They said faintly: "Since I opened the Maoshan, no one has ever dared to fight. Shanmen, you are the first one... Are you deceiving me in Maoshan?"

Yue Ran slightly stunned, unable to speak for a while.

This is the first time he has seen the wind. I have only heard of his name in the past, and I have a challenging mind in my heart, but I really saw it. He didn’t know why. Although the road did not do anything, he had a special temperament that made him feel short. One end, it feels very uncomfortable. I am a bit stunned and said in a tit-for-tat manner: "Since you say this, what do you want?"

The Taoist wind did not answer at all. When the figure moved, he raised a hand and grabbed a green whip-shaped implement in his hand. He shone with the light, and he squatted at him.

Hit the whip!

There was no trick, no magic, and it went straight to his head.

"What are you afraid of!"

Although Yue looked badly, but in front of so many people, in order to face, bite his teeth, and then seal again, offering a big handprint of Buddhism, will whip up.

It seems that it is not as terrible as I imagined.

Yue Ran sighed and smiled: "The world is a god, but that's it."

The corner of the road winded up, revealing a scornful smile, and then exerting a force, and hitting the whip to suppress the Buddha's big handprint that was pleasing to the eye.

Yue Ran was shocked to find that he had no strength to resist.

The Shendao Qing on the side was also shocked, but it was not easy to intervene. He hurriedly said: "The Lord of the Wind, you are not a man of Maoshan. It is not appropriate to do so."

The Taoist wind did not look at him, still staring at Yueran, said: "Do you bully me Maoshan?"

The tone is very light, it seems that it is just quietly talking to people, but listening to the ears of Yueran is extraordinarily terrifying.

"I..." The sound of Yueran softened, and then said with a bite: "The road, my master is a slave, I don't believe you dare to kill me!"

The wind plunged slightly.

Yueran thought that he was being moved, he just wanted to laugh, but the wind opened his eyes and spit out a sentence with a clearer voice:

"Insulting my mountain gate, sin is innocent."

The **** whip slammed hard.

"Do you dare to say the wind!" Shen Dao was shocked, and nothing could be taken care of. He rushed up in an instant, like a hurricane.

The road wind separated a hand, spread the palm of his hand, released the three clear ghosts, greeted him, entangled the sacred moments, and at the same time hit the gods whip in the hands, squatting on the head of Yueran...

With a bang, there was no accident, and the brain was splitting. The soul was driven away by the magic of the whip. It went straight into the ground and didn't stop for a second. It went straight back to the six lanes.

(End of this chapter)