Chapter 1129: Big brother, we are here!

Say it out.
The ground shakes.
The faces of the three powerhouses on the opposite side changed! Zhou Xuanqing, move! Zhou Xuanqing didn't use spirit power, didn't use Horcrux, just rushed towards them so simply.
"Zhou Xuanqing, why do you look down on Rao, do you think that after so long, after the last incident, we didn't work hard and didn't make a breakthrough?"
"Take one to three, you can't!"
Wang Hong and Jian Li are just like singing double reeds, they can only mock them.
"Hey, over there, right from the Jian family, Jian Li, the head of the Jian family? Why are you still the head of the Jian family?"
The corner of the elder's mouth pulled out a gentle smile.
"Have you been slapped in front of everyone by a disciple of our sect last time, haven't you been ashamed?"
"Or your Jian family is shameless, so you are very happy to be beaten by my disciple?"
No one could have imagined that the sordid elder in the daytime ridiculed people, unexpectedly hit the nail on the head! Zhou Xuanqing tilted her head and glanced at the Great Elder.
"Brother, this is the you I know."
He said with emotion.
"Did you break through?"
Zhou Xuanqing rushed to the three of them, scanning up and down, as if the elders were examining the younger ones.
And in these three camps, there are also several very powerful spirit powers, but they did not appear.
The corner of Zhou Xuanqing's mouth twitched.
"Why, you guys who are immortal, still hide and dare not come out?"
"Xuanzhou is in trouble, the monster is sealed, you pretend to be a turtle, and dare not show up.
Now that I run to the front of my Fallen Leaf Sect, I can't afford to be ashamed. Come out! "
Everyone can hear the contempt in Zhou Xuanqing's words! Around, many forces frowned one after another, not very clear about what Zhou Xuanqing was saying.
But some people who knew about the seal of monsters changed their expressions again and again.
In fact, when these three forces attacked the Fallen Sect, some of the forces inherited from Xuanzhou were very puzzled.
Thinking that the monsters are sealed off, at this time, the fierce battle of Xuanzhou's top sect family is undoubtedly a kind of internal friction and unwise behavior.
"Zhou Xuanqing, what are you talking nonsense!"
Shangguan Ning and the others sensed that something was wrong, shouted angrily, and took the initiative to greet him.
Zhou Xuanqing didn't look at them with straight eyes at all, but looked at everyone standing here.
In short, no one here could possibly kill the disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sect after the guardian formation of the Fallen Leaf Sect was broken!
"Oh, so you really broke through."
Feeling the breath of the three people in front of him, Zhou Xuanqing chuckled lightly, just a smile, so disdainful, so disdainful, and so despised.
"Just breaking through the first level, breaking through to the fifth level of artistic conception, has already given you such confidence and arrogance?"
Zhou Xuanqing sneered.
"It's a pity, compared to me, you are simply."
"It's too weak!"
Zhou Xuanqing waved his palm, and slapped each of them one after another.
Especially Wang Hong, he was the first to confront Zhou Xuanqing, and he suffered the greatest strength. With a click of his arm, the bones of his arm directly penetrated through the flesh and blood, piercing out.
One arm was abolished on the spot, and the whole person coughed up blood and retreated.
Although the other two were not so miserable, they still left a bite of blood and were slapped by Zhou Xuanqing.
They just took a step in the middle of the mood.
Zhou Xuanqing broke through from the middle stage to the latter stage.
And standing at the peak of the eighth level of artistic conception, as long as you give him a little more time, he can break through to the nineth level of artistic conception! That would be the strongest group of people in Xuanzhou in these hundreds of years! How can it be compared.
Wang Hong was furious and looked at his arm, madly resentful.
But the next moment, he regretted it.
Because playing against Zhou Xuanqing, with his strength, there is no time at all to pay attention to his injuries, and he is ruthless.
Such a Patriarch, with a lofty posture, will only lead to one end in a real battle.
That is, die! Zhou Xuanqing made the mistake of taking the eight steps of Yan Yan! In one step, he grabbed Wang Hong's other arm, and in the second step, he pulled Wang Hong horizontally to one side.
On the third step, he patted Wang Hong's neck directly with his other hand.
Lined Wang Hong's throat and trachea into flakes.
Wang Hong, the current Patriarch of the Four Great Wang Family, just died here! Dying so fast, so insignificant! Wang Hong is dead! The previous generation of Wang's Patriarch used the Soul Array to insidiously suppress Ye Qingcheng, with seven levels of artistic conception, Wang Lin appeared! An aura much more majestic than Wang Hong, rushing from a certain place, Wang Lin rushed straight out and rushed towards this place.
He was eager to split, staring blankly at this holding Zhou Xuanqing's letter, like throwing a dead dog, throwing Wang Hong out, and looking at Wang Hong who was rioting at the moment with cold eyes.
"Why, can you give it up?"
He said indifferently.
Wang Lin went crazy.
Huh huh! Countless figures appeared from everywhere.
Shangguan Ning and Jian Li were even more directly summoned back.
They stood humiliatingly behind their parents, and found sadly that even though they had worked very hard, they were still so far away from the person who had already crushed them in the past.
"You have actually reached this point in your cultivation!"
Wang Lin exclaimed in horror.
"Old Piff, it turns out that you are a coward who has been hiding for so many years, and you are only at the level of the seventh level of artistic conception."
The great elder stepped forward and directly revealed his strength.
Wang Lin is a generation higher than him, but his strength is similar to him. He is indeed qualified to make fun of Wang Lin like this.
"you!"
Wang Lin was anxious.
"Brother Wang, why bother with them.
No matter how strong they are, they are no more than two. How many of us came here this time, in the later stage of the artistic conception, how many people are there? "
In the direction of Xinzong, a gray-haired old man said.
He looked at Zhou Xuanqing and them fiercely.
Standing in the air, there were no fewer than six masters in the late stage of the artistic conception of the three families, and there were several realms of strength similar to Zhou Xuanqing.
A battle, without too many words, started! Just when Zhou Xuanqing sacrificed their lives to kill the enemy, they were surrounded.
Outside the tower, the light flashed, Lexus and his group appeared!
"Brother, senior brother and sister, they are out!"
The fallen leaves disciples noticed this and exclaimed.
"It shouldn't be. Sect Master is not. They can't get out without three days!"
The second elder's complexion changed and hurried over.
However, a figure arrived here at a faster speed.
After the breakthrough, Ling Zhi's spirit power steadily entered the late stage of the mood, how could he not feel such a close fight.
As far as he could see, Zhou Xuanqing was bloodied.
"Open the formation."
Ling Zhi solemnly spoke to the second elder without any doubt.
Then he turned his head,
"My disciple Falling Leaf, can you be here?"
"Master, we are here!"
Thousands of Luoye disciples, including those managers and deacons, shouted in unison!