Chapter 368 Deterrence of the Elderly

Chu Nan bowed in the air: "Everyone came from a long distance, Luo Zong naturally has to treat each other with courtesy. Let me treat you all, how about it?"

· He is naturally unwilling to offend such a big man.

The appearance of Leng Luo has surprised everyone.

pity--

Leng Luo, like Ming Shiyin, is a person who doesn't like this kind of red tape and politeness.

Leng Luo said solemnly:

"Leng Mou say it again, you are not worthy to talk to the pavilion master."

Chunan was slightly startled.

After all, he is also the great elder of Luo Zong, and Leng Luo doesn't even give face.

"Grandpa is in retreat, I really can't see you all!"

As the third elder, Lu Ping is also qualified to speak, but he can't stand it anymore, and said loudly: "Elder, please ask the patriarch to go out! It's a big deal, it's not a joke!"

boom!

Chunan took a palm print with him.

The palm print was extremely sharp and extremely fast, and hit Lu Ping.

Lu Ping was startled, but he didn't expect the elder to even start with his own people, raised his arms, bang!

The qi staggered, Lu Ping snorted and fell down, his face pale!

Where is he the opponent of the Great Elder, this move makes a difference.

"Shut your mouth... just take a good look at it." Chu Nan turned around and said, and then turned to look Leng Luo and squeezed out a smile, "Sorry, the young people don't understand the rules, so Senior Leng is making jokes."

His attitude, on the surface, looks humble and polite, but in fact he is playing tricks.

"Yo, what a great prestige." Ming Shiyin sneered.

Chu Nan looked at Ming Shiyin on the chariot of Chuan Yunfei and said, "When the elders speak, it is not the junior's turn to interrupt."

This is a double entendre.

Not only mocked Ming Shiyin,

He also reprimanded Lu Ping along the way.

Ming Shiyin was about to get angry when Leng Luo raised his right arm.

Ming Shiyin watched happily.

Leng Luo stepped forward and said in a low voice, "You like to bully juniors?"

"What does Senior Leng mean?"

"When Leng was in the world, you were still in your mother's womb—"

hum!

The Eight-leaf Dharma Body is blooming!

At the moment of blooming, the eight leaves of the golden lotus spun rapidly... This scene is very similar to the way a roulette wheel spins in the water.

Dissipated between breaths.

Chu Nan was the closest and bore the brunt of it, being swept back by the air wave.

An instant is enough.

Chu Nan's face was horrified!

"Eight-leaf Dharma Body!"

"Why is Leng Luo willing to stay in Motian Pavilion with such a strong cultivation base?"

The elders on the holy ground were puzzled.

I was more surprised and worried.

Chunan is nothing but seven leaves.

Even with the addition of the second elder Shan Yunzheng and the six leaves, it is impossible to beat the eight leaves.

Not to mention others.

Speaking of strength, who would dare to refuse?

I don't know why, but Lu Ping suddenly felt a little relieved.

Leng Luo said solemnly:

"Motian Pavilion's trip is just to reminisce about the past... Don't force Leng to take action."

on the Holy Land.

Silent.

The atmosphere became a little surprised and stagnant.

No one dared to force their way out.

No one has the guts to face such Yaba.

call.

Whoosh!

In the sky around the Holy Land, figures appeared one after another.

They came in groups of three or five.

Some walked with swords, some stepped on strange-shaped weapons, and some came with ordinary birds.

The number is dense.

From far to near.

There are three kinds of robes.

White robes, blue robes.

"The people from Yunzong and Tianzong are here."

Chunan was determined to win.

"Luozong Chunan, welcome the elders of Yunzong and Tianzong."

The lowly practiced disciples hang in the air, waiting for orders.

Several elders of Yunzong, and the elders of Tianzong, Yukong came to the front.

The two sides handed each other a greeting.

And then at the same time facing the cloud-piercing flying chariot of Motian Pavilion.

This battle is full.

Lots of people.

Obviously, Luo Zong made a lot of preparations.

Lu Zhou, sitting on the chariot, is not in a hurry...

The only person he wanted to see was Yun Tianluo.

I also guessed that Yun Tianluo would not appear so easily.

For these things, Leng Luo and Pan Litian, Hua Wudao is enough, there is no need for them to come forward.

The fatal blow card is now priced at 3000, and there are only 2 in stock.

The divine powers of the Book of Heaven can only be used three times.

If the two sides really fight to the death, it will be a bit difficult for Motian Pavilion. After all, Leng Luo and Pan Litian have not really recovered their cultivation.

so……

Deterrence is the best way.

"Elder Yunzong Zhao Ji, I have seen you all." Yunzong Zhao Ji bowed his hands.

"Sun Hong, the second elder of Yunzong, I have seen you all."

"Sixth Elder Yunzong... Ding, Ding Fanqiu, I have seen you all."

Ding Fanqiu's confidence was obviously insufficient.

Ming Shiyin waved at Ding Fanqiu: "Yo, Ding Fanqiu, we meet again. I haven't seen you for a while, and it's getting rounder."

Ding Fanqiu: "..."

When he remembered the matter of impersonating Ji Tiandao by the Dutian River, he was embarrassed and his face flushed with shame.

The Lord is here, he really can't get up at all.

"Tianzong, Great Elder Fang Wenxian. I have seen you all."

An elder came to Tianzong.

All the others are disciples.

But enough.

These people add up, and their momentum will not be weak.

Moreover, Luozong Holy Land, with formations and barriers, can be considered to have enough confidence to talk to Motian Pavilion.

...

Chu Nan rose in the sky and said to Leng Luo: "Senior Leng, calm down, the elders of Yunzong and Tianzong are here... If there is anything wrong with the pavilion master, just tell me directly."

The voice fell.

On the chariot, something flew out.

Very light and small.

The people present are all masters with amazing eyesight.

Seeing what floated out, they were all surprised—

"gourd?"

The ordinary gourd that flew out was like rubbish.

He smashed towards Chunan.

Chunan also felt strange.

In the heart, the devil's way is the devil's way after all, and the quality of littering on the holy ground is really bad.

So, Chunan waved it casually.

Gangfeng has donated a gourd.

call!

Hulu was not swept away, but continued to fly towards Chu Nan.

It was still very light and slow, like a feather.

"Um?"

Chunan felt bad.

Raise your hand again, this time it is not Gangfeng, but Gangyin!

A palm print was printed.

boom!

The palm print collided with the gourd, and the gourd actually spun, and the speed increased——

Oops! It's a weapon!

Chu Nan raised his palms, and several palm prints were continuously shot.

"It's late." Chuanyun Feilong sighed.

The gourd suddenly burst into golden light!

It turned into a golden gourd and swooped down towards Chu Nan.

Chu Nan was caught off guard by the gourd hammer from above.

boom!

Chu Nan staunchly ate this, his body fell, bang, and slammed on the marble floor.

A humanoid silhouette was smashed out.

"Elder!"

"Big elder!"

Everyone was shocked!

at the same time.

On the chariot, Pan Litian floated out with a drunk and lazy look on his face, and said aloud:

"The rabble, find out your identities... This old man is not Leng Luo, he will only play some dodgy methods."

belch--

Pan Litian hiccupped in public and added loudly:

"The old gourd, that will kill people."

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