The Way of the Immortal Master

Meng Zhang puts on this posture, that is, there is no room for discussion at all.

　　 Sun Sheng stopped talking nonsense with him, yelled, and took the initiative to attack him.

　　Sun Sheng is no more than the cultivation base of the early Yuanshen, but he is not afraid of Meng Zhang at all.

　　 The gap between the early and mid-primary spirits is not irreparable.

　　 Clever practice techniques, excellent magical tools, rich combat experience... all can be challenged by higher levels and defeat the strong with the weak.

　　Sun Shengdu, anyhow, is considered to be the official monk of the Great Li Dynasty. Whether it is the practice of cultivation or the means of confronting the enemy, they are far superior to the general inheritance of cultivation sects.

　　 When he shot Feng Baofeng and the others before, he didn't even sacrifice the magical tools, and he didn't show any real skills at all.

　　 Now, to Shang Meng Zhang, a master of the same rank, he certainly wouldn't carelessly, let alone have any reservations.

　　 I saw that Sun Shengdu raised a long sword and slashed to Meng Zhang viciously with great strength.

　　 As the long sword was cut down, the power of the avenue was mobilized, and the whole world seemed to be trembling.

　　 "You monks in the army, the ones who practiced the most are the avenue of power and the avenue of killing."

　　Meng Zhang commented casually, and then took the shot without a hassle.

　　 The Shocking Hong Sword flew into the air, turned into a pair of exercises, and rolled towards the long sword.

　　 Wang Beibei, who was also very dissatisfied with Meng Zhang, sighed, "Head Meng, you really don't know what is good or bad, and you are out of your mind."

While 　　 was talking, he also secretly shot aside.

　　 He threw out a book and spread it out in the air.

　　 Countless pages fell from the sky and turned into a huge cage, trapping Meng Zhang in it.

　　 The sun and moon orbs above Meng Zhang's head shone brightly, and the endless divine light of the sun and moon spurted out, blocking the cage in the distance.

　　Wang Beibei and Sun Sheng are both cultivators in the early days of Yuanshen. They seem to be not weak when they join forces, but Meng Zhang can block them without even showing his cards.

　　Meng Zhang helped Feng Baofeng and the others to make their way out, because they wanted to make friends with the five criminal guards. He also had no need to go and die with other primordial cultivators.

　　 As long as they are entangled firmly, not letting them go to Feng Baofeng and their troubles, Meng Zhang will be satisfied.

　　 Qin Canmou hasn't made any moves, and seems to want to persuade him to fight.

　　 However, he hesitated for a moment, and stomped his feet, and he wanted to leave here, as if he didn't want to cause trouble.

　　 Among the three true primordial primordial monarchs, Qin Canmou was the person Meng Zhang feared the most.

　　 This is not only because he is the only mid-primary cultivator among the three, but also because he seems to be covered in a layer of mist, and Meng Zhang always feels a little bit unable to see him.

　　 He did not join the battle, but left directly, Meng Zhang also breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Feng Baofeng doesn't know whether he is reluctant or really knows how to live or die.

　　Sun Shengdu made a random shot just now, which made him suffer.

　　 Not only did he fail to learn from it, he saw that Qin Canmou was about to leave here, but he tried to stop it all the time.

　　 As soon as Qin Canmou flew into the sky, Feng Baofeng roared like a crazy tiger, and rushed over.

　　 Seeing Feng Baofeng's crazy appearance, Qin Canmou was a little puzzled. He didn't seem to have dealt with this guy before. Why is he such a stalker?

　　 Feng Baofeng is also a golden core monk anyway, so rushing over so desperately, Qin Canmou can't ignore it.

　　 Qin Canmou is unwilling to cause trouble, nor can he let Feng Baofeng bump into him.

　　 With a flick of one hand, an unstoppable force surged in and knocked Feng Baofeng away.

　　 Qin Canmou asked himself that he had been merciful. Feng Baofeng should not be harmed.

　　 After hitting Feng Baofeng, no one can stop Qin Canmou.

　　 He continued to fly high, and he was about to leave the blockade.

　　 At this moment, a clear voice came from below.

　　 "I am so brave to stop my five criminal guards from performing official duties."

　　 Then, there were a few loud noises in the air, mixed with Qin Canmou's angry roar: "I didn't hurt your five criminal guards, I just want to leave here..."

　　 Before Qin Canmou finished speaking, the roar stopped abruptly, and then there was no sound in the air.

　　Meng Zhang and the others, who were at war, stopped immediately, stepped back and put on a posture as if they were facing an enemy.

　　 Although they seemed to be in a lively fight just now, they didn't try their best. Everyone had some reservations.

　　 Qin Canmou's fate after flying high in the sky, they all saw in their eyes.

　　 At this time, they didn't have the intention to continue fighting.

　　 did not make them wait for a long time. After a while, a tall man with sword eyebrows and star eyes and a fortified face, with Qin Canmou in one hand, fell from the sky and landed on top of everyone.

　　 The man looked at the messy scene below, with a trace of unpleasantness across his face.

　　 With his empty hand, he gently pressed the lower part, and immediately an invisible huge force was born, covering the entire area that was blocked.

　　Originally, those practitioners of various paths who were fighting with the five criminal guards suddenly felt that they were burdened with pressure like a mountain.

　　 The tremendous pressure made them unable to resist, even unable to struggle.

　　 They were overwhelmed one by one, unable to move.

　　 With a casual blow, there is such a mighty power that all the three Yuanshen True Monarchs present change their expressions.

　　 Meng Zhang couldn't help sighing in his heart: The great monks in the late Yuanshen were really extraordinary. If this weightlifting is light, without the slightest scent of firework, he is far behind. Not to mention, he easily captured Qin Canmou, the middle-stage primordial monk~www.readwn.com~ Meng Zhang had long recognized this man who appeared later.

　　He is the Qing Han Yao of the Dali Temple of the Great Li Dynasty.

　　 Sun Shengdu and Wang Beibei were not unseen figures, and they also recognized this famous monk who was almost unknown to everyone in the Dali Dynasty.

　　 Originally relying on their own cultivation base and identity, and a bit of contentment, they are now quiet, like frightened quails.

　　 The shadow of the famous tree of people, no matter how loud they yelled before, now Han Yao is in front of them, they would never be disrespectful.

　　 Feng Baofeng, who had been knocked out, also struggled to stand up, and paid a grand salute with his men.

　　 "I have seen an adult, but the subordinates are incompetent, and I can't help the adult to take action to calm the incident."

　　 Han Yao nodded to Feng Baofeng.

　　 "You don't need to be polite, you did a good job."

　　 Then, Han Yao looked at the three Yuanshen monks present.

　　 glanced at Qin Canmou, who was held in his hands by Han Yao and didn't know whether he was alive or not. The three of them, including Meng Zhang, were all in a dilemma.

　　 Especially Sun Shengdu, who was the first to take the initiative, had a nervous expression on his face, for fear that Han Yao would take him.

　　 Han Yao could easily kill him on the spot, and he could easily settle the matter afterwards without leaving any future troubles.

　　 As a victim, he can’t find anyone who will stand up for him to offend the great monk Han Yao, who is in the limelight of the dynasty.