Chapter 691: Jian Qi Biboheng

"I'm so courageous to come to our Double Ninth Palace and make trouble without giving you a bit of color. I'm afraid you don't know how powerful my Double Ninth Palace is." The disciple said.
Quanzhen Sect is the number one school in the world.
Among the rivers and lakes, there are very wide contacts.
The network of relationships spreads all over the world.
Master Yideng from Dali.
Beibei Hongqigong.
The urchin Zhou Botong.
Hero Guo Jing.
These four world-renowned first-rate masters are all green monsters to Quanzhen Sect.
The only red-named monster may be Ouyang Feng.
In addition, Dongxie Huang Pharmacist is a neutral Huang Mingwei.
The most threatening skeleton-level red-named monster Golden Wheel Fa King has not yet emerged.
Therefore, no one in the whole world dares not to teach Quanzhen face.
The disciples of Quanzhen Sect will be courteous for three points when they walk in the arena.
Over time, this also formed the arrogant and domineering character of the Quanzhen Sect.
Zhao Zhijing is one of the best.
Therefore, this Quanzhen disciple saw that Ye Qing dared to speak unscrupulously. Without saying anything, he drew out his sword and wanted to educate Ye Qing.
Did not intend to kill.
However, it is inevitable that Ye Qing's hands and feet are broken.
Seeing this disciple stabbed at him with a sword.
Ye Qing smiled slightly, using the finger as a sword, and poked a finger at the disciple!
Puff!
A blood hole appeared directly on the disciple's temple.
Then this disciple died.
Direct brain death, death silently.
"You!" The other disciples were horrified.
What the is this?
Even if it’s the one-yang finger of Master Yideng, it’s not so exaggerated, right?
"There is... there is... a powerful enemy invades, quickly... quickly... ring the bell!" said a leading disciple among the disciples.
At the moment, two disciples rushed back.
Intend to inform.
Ye Qing did not stop either.
Ye Qing is now a truly powerful party, and I don't know where it is higher than these Quanzhen disciples.
To Ye Qing, these Quanzhen disciples were nothing but ants.
Killing one by one is troublesome.
It's better to pull together and drop a wave.
"Who is it? Who dared to kill my Quan Zhen Sect, is there any king?" Not long after, a fat Taoist appeared with a large group of people, "Dare to kill my Quan Zhen Sect, this is simply Just want to kill yourself! Give me the Tiangang Beidou formation and leave him here!"
The fat Taoist who spoke was Zhao Zhijing, a three-generation disciple of Quanzhen Sect.
The first generation of Quanzhen Sect was two people.
Wang Chongyang and Zhou Botong.
The second generation of Quanzhen Sect is seven people.
All true seven sons.
But Wang Chongyang was dead.
The Quanzhen Seven Sons were also slapped to death by Ye Qing like a fly.
In the first two generations, there was only one old naughty boy Zhou Botong.
As for the third generation of disciples, the most outstanding are Yin Zhiping and this Zhao Zhijing.
Now, although Yin Zhiping is lingering, he has become an eunuch, and is looking for a secret place to secretly practice the Sunflower Collection in order to get revenge.
As for this Zhao Zhijing, he still didn't know anything about the death of the Seventh Son of Quanzhen, and he was still arrogant in Quanzhen Sect, and he didn't know that the end had come.
Following Zhao Zhijing's order, a dense group of disciples of Quanzhen Teaching, formed a large-scale Tiangang Beidou formation, surrounded Ye Qingtuan.
Then they remained motionless, waiting for Zhao Zhijing's orders.
This kind of large-scale Tiangang Beidou formation can be infinite in number, and it is so powerful that it will take a lot of trouble for the hero Guo Jing to break it.
Therefore, Zhao Zhijing is very confident.
Zhao Zhijing began to look at Ye Qing.
An ordinary young man in white clothes is nothing unusual.
Zhao Zhijing felt that the doorman's description of Ye Qing was too exaggerated.
What volleyed a finger to kill a disciple.
It's just joking!
Zhao Zhijing didn't think Ye Qing could have such an ability.
Then Zhao Zhijing looked at the little dragon girl.
Zhao Zhijing's eyes lit up.
Of course Zhao Zhijing knew who Xiaolongnu was.
"I said, who is so bold and dare to go to our Double Ninth Palace to make trouble, but it turns out that it is Dragon Girl!" Zhao Zhijing said, "I don't know if Dragon Girl is coming here, what's the matter? Could it be to send us warmth to the Double Ninth Palace come yet?"
After Zhao Zhijing said, he felt very humorous and couldn't help laughing.
A bunch of disciples also laughed.
The air was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
"Zhao Zhijing, the Seventh Son of Quanzhen is dead." Little Dragon Girl said, "You Quanzhen Sect killed Yang Guo, and I want you Quanzhen Sect to pay for it!"
"What nonsense are you talking about-eh, is this little beast Yang Guo alive and dead?" Zhao Zhijing was very excited, "This is really gratifying!"
Whoever hates Yang Guo the most in the world.
Zhao Zhijing is definitely one of them.
So I heard the news of Yang Guo's death.
It is strange that Zhao Zhijing is unhappy.
"Zhao Zhijing, who are you scolding to laugh out loud?" Xiaolongnu said angrily.
The little dragon girl said coldly: "Young Master Ye, please punish Quanzhen Sect!"
Ye Qing smiled and said, "I will do it now."
Zhao Zhijing disdainfully said: "Who do you think you are? You have killed our true teachings! I tell you, no one in this world dares to say such a big thing! Since you guys and dogs dare to say such big things, I will let You stay in Quanzhen Teaching forever!"
Zhao Zhijing said, just about to give orders.
But Zhao Zhijing was stunned.
Because Zhao Zhijing saw a very incredible scene.
When Zhao Zhijing saw Ye Qing stretch out his hand, he said to the sky "coming sword".
This was an almost neurotic move.
But Ye Qing really summoned a sword.
A cyan sword.
Glowing sword.
There is no physical sword.
A lightsaber.
Zhao Zhijing felt that his three views were shaken.
He lost his voice: "This... how is this possible?"
Ye Qing said, "Nothing is impossible!"
After all, Ye Qing swung his sword!
With one sword, the four seas are equal!
The sun and the moon are falling, the world is shocked!
The sword is ruthless!
Sword Qi aspect!
kill!
kill!
kill!
Each of the sword auras that Ye Qing sent out were like tracking missiles, chasing and killing the disciples of Quanzhen Sect.
One, two, three...
The disciples of Quanzhen Sect continue to fall.
Puff!
Sword Qi passed through Zhao Zhijing's chest.
Zhao Zhijing fell to the ground, angrily said: "So you are a sword fairy! My Chongyang Palace is destroyed!" After that, Zhao Zhijing was dead.
Ye Qing stood with his hand in his hand, no matter how strong his sword was.
Blood blooms like flowers.
Beauty is like a jade pavilion.
The swordsman is like a fairy.
In the cruel, killing, there was a faint poetry.
After killing all the disciples of Quanzhen Sect, Ye Qing swung another sword at the Chongyang Palace.
Thunder from the sky with one sword.
Thunder fell.
The Chongyang Palace turned into a powder.
Ye Qing looked at the little dragon girl and said with a smile: "As you wish, Chongyang Palace, destroy, Quanzhen Sect, die!"