Chapter 804: It's your father

Woohoo.
A sound that didn't match up also came from the crowd. A snow white beast rolled over gruntingly, lying on Lexus's feet, pulling excitedly.
Holding the beast in his arms, Ling Zhi rubbed its head wildly with some miss.
He cast his gaze in the direction of the tower faintly, sighing that these two are really exactly the same, except for their size.
The second elder worked directly, and was the first to rush out.
Behind Jian Li, a strong Jian family who was also on the third level of artistic conception, rushed out and fought with him.
In a moment, the five elders of Luoye were all intercepted by the other five elders in the initial stage of artistic conception and entangled together.
"The big elder, the four elders, the big elders are strong in the middle stage of the mood, and they sound better than the suzerain."
A disciple of Fallen Leaf asked underneath.
"Zhou Xuanqing, are you really so obsessed with it? Now that the five of me are standing here, how do you stop me from waiting?"
Jian Li spoke with a cold expression, and his tone became cold.
They didn't want to fight against the Fallen Leaf Sect, that was to forge a vengeance, and no one could ignore the Fallen Leaf Sect's counterattack and revenge.
But they didn't expect that the other party didn't even know whether Lexus had gotten anything, they were not sure, but they just shot it so decisively.
It seemed that even if it wasn't Lexus, it was any Luoye disciple, they would do it.
When did the cohesion of the Fallen Leaf Sect become so strong? Even the blood-related members of their family, the younger generation, compared with the family's interests, give up and give up, as long as the interests are large enough.
The five of them are all in the fourth level of artistic conception. Even if the Qian family’s master Feng is not strong in combat, he is also a powerful person in the fourth level. What can Zhou Xuanqing do on his own? Today's Xuanzhou, in the middle of the artistic conception, is already at the peak of combat strength, except for those who are not dead, who are still alive, any of them can walk sideways.
"War is one word, where is so much nonsense."
Zhou Xuanqing snorted coldly.
"Fight if you want, or get out if you don't!"
In the distance, high in the sky, the second elder had time to pay attention to this place, and shouted from a distance, the voice roared like thunder.
The elders of them didn't seem to worry too much about Zhou Xuanqing.
"Disciple, let you see today, whether I am a master is qualified enough."
Zhou Xuanqing smiled proudly, turning his back to Ling Zhi.
"Liu Ye disciple obey the order, retreat!"
He shouted loudly, there was something unreliable.
boom! A strong breath of mercy over all the audience burst out from Zhou Xuanqing.
And this breath continues to strengthen.
It seems to be endless.
Unwilling to show weakness, the five exuded all their soul power, antagonizing the breath of Zhou Xuanqing's body.
boom! With the sound of a roar, the five faces all turned white, and the aura on Zhou Xuanqing's body has actually climbed to the fifth level of artistic conception.
And under their horrified eyes, it is still climbing! boom! All five took a step back.
Only then did Zhou Xuanqing's aura stabilized, reaching the sixth level of artistic conception! When he stepped on it, Zhou Xuanqing's hair was flying, without a trace of muddy eyes, a sharp breath exploded from him.
The sword is unstoppable.
The spiritual energy within one hundred meters of radius condensed one after another, and with Zhou Xuanqing's wave of hand, this huge compressed spiritual power exploded the air and rushed towards Wang Hong.
Wang Hong's face was solemn, and he was also condensing the spiritual power of his surroundings to confront him.
Humph.
With a grunt, he backed away from under his feet, rubbed the ground, and backed away several feet.
Obviously it is impossible to resist this blow.
boom.
The spiritual power condensed in front of him was defeated, and Zhou Xuanqing's condensed attack continued to rush towards him.
boom.
From a distance, several attacks rushed out from his side, and Jian Li and others took action to stop Zhou Xuanqing's attack.
The fighting between the strong in the middle of the artistic conception is as horrible.
At every turn mobilize the spiritual power of this land, sway freely and attack the enemy.
Such an attack is beyond the comprehensibility of the martial artist of the physical realm, and if your physical body is extraordinary, it is no match for the power of the spiritual power of this place.
"How could you break through so quickly? We played against each other with the same strength a few years ago. None of the five of us has broken through yet. How could you break through two floors next time!"
When Wang Hong was hit by this, he was unwilling to believe this fact and did not dare to believe it.
"idiot."
Zhou Xuanqing looked at him contemptuously, with a look of disdain.
"Since passing through the tower, when did you go by my side? When did you catch up to my cultivation level? A few years ago, I was consciously equal to my level, so I was excited one by one to fight."
Zhou Xuanqing's face was full of disdain, and his words were full of confidence.
"I just don't want to invest in cultivation, do you really think that I, like you, will probably stop here for the rest of my life?"
In the meantime, Zhou Xuanqing and the five powerhouses fought together again.
Although his original strength is higher than any one person, he is in the middle of the mood after all, especially the five people are the heads of each family. The foundation, the weapon spirit pill technique, etc. are the best of the best. Now, with all their efforts, Vaguely prevailed.
boom.
After dozens of rounds, Zhou Xuanqing seized the opportunity and made a decisive move, slapped Jian Li with a large hand of aura.
Seeing that the rescue was too late, the other people shifted their targets one after another and joined forces to attack Zhou Xuanqing.
Want to encircle Wei and save Zhao.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Xuanqing still shot, and resisted their joint blow.
boom.
Aura patted it with a big hand, and when Pu touched it, it smashed Jian Li's block and slapped it straight into the ground, leaving a deep hole.
puff.
But by this blow, Zhou Xuanqing also coughed up a mouthful of blood, and paid no price.
"metropolitan!"
The crowd yelled anxiously, showing concern.
Zhou Xuanqing was obviously worried that the time would be delayed for too long, the soul power was consumed too much, and the five people were used up together. This would rush to attack, otherwise the five people would want to hurt him, and it would not be easy.
The five Yijing elders made great efforts to solve their opponents quickly and went to help, but they were both in the early stage of Yijing, and how weak they could be, and they couldn't get out of them anyway.
"Bastard, the Grand Elder and Fourth Elder."
The third elder Ruan Ruotong yelled even more, without any scruples that there were thousands of fallen leaves disciples under him.
After Zhou Xuanqing's sudden blow, Jian Li's breath became extremely weak, and several other Patriarchs also became more cautious, entangled Zhou Xuanqing, fighting like wheels, trying to drain his soul power.
When everyone was paying attention to the air battle, a figure appeared beside a deep pit.
Behind this figure, it was Ye Qingcheng and others, Jian Ao, Wang Xuan and others were facing each other at this moment.
Ye Qingcheng lined up with the first class, coldly looking at the disciples of these various families.
"What are you doing?"
Jian Ao asked.
"What are you doing?"
Ling Zhi's voice passed over Ye Qingcheng to all of them with coldness.
Many fallen leaves disciples reacted and looked over.
Then everyone saw that in the pit, Lexus jumped out.
In his hand, he carried a faint and comatose Jian Li.
"That's my Jian family, how dare you be so presumptuous!"
Jane's family shouted behind Jian Ao.
"Didn't he ask me what I did,"
Ling Zhi's expression was extremely cold, Zhou Xuanqing was so anxious, wasn't he worried about losing, worried about him? Facing Zhou Xuanqing who coughed up blood, facing the old man with half white hair and coughing up blood, the anger in his heart can be imagined.
"Beat your father, what else can I do?"
Ling Zhi grinned.