Chapter 429 Children, You Are Too Tender

Pan Litian said:

"What does the matter between the old man and Feng Qinghe have to do with Motian Pavilion?"

"Could it be that the old senior doesn't accept the account?" Feng Liu said, he was really afraid that after Pan Litian entered the devil's way, he replied that he would not accept the account.

only……

After all, Pan Litian came from Jingming Dao and was once the number one expert.

It's really not his style to not pay the debt.

When he was rescued by the fourth prince, in order to repay his kindness, he did not hesitate to guard the border for many years.

"The younger generation is not qualified to talk to the old man. Bring the old man to see Feng Qinghe." Pan Litian said.

"Alright, old senior... please."

The two walked in the air and flew towards the southeast.

in the night.

The two were flying and talking.

Feng Liu asked, "Senior, with your status and status, you can choose any of the seven famous sects, and the lowest is the position of an elder. Why do you want to enter the Motian Pavilion?"

"The old man is happy."

"Although Ji Laomo's cultivation base is terrifying... he can't bear his destiny after all. What's more, his age is no longer suitable for slashing lotus cultivation." Feng Liu said.

"You also know Zhan Lian?" Pan Litian glanced at him.

"The method of cutting lotus has spread to all practitioners, who doesn't know it?" Feng Liu said.

Pan Litian laughed and said: "If the old man is you, just hibernate and study the method of slashing the lotus. When the nine leaves are over, if you want to sweep the Demon Heaven Pavilion, isn't it within your grasp?"

"Time waits for no one, Jiu Ye takes too long. With so many treasures and exercises in Motian Pavilion, which sect is not coveted?"

This is on point.

The driving force behind everything is profit.

There is no such thing as magic and justice.

If it is really just to obliterate Ji Laomo,

The top ten famous sects only need to wait patiently for ten years, why do they have to fight with Motiange to death?

All the disputes and contradictions in time are rooted in the word "interest".

Therefore, it is extremely important to take the lead.

Feng Liu was flying and suddenly stopped, hanging in the air: "Old senior..."

"Um?"

"Why don't you just join the Zhencang School... The tutor said that as long as you join the Zhencang School, you will be the chief elder," Feng Liu said.

Pan Litian suddenly felt that this young descendant didn't know what to do, so he said, "You don't understand what the old man said?"

"Can't understand."

"After seeing Feng Qinghe, I understand naturally." Pan Litian said.

"I'm afraid, you won't be able to see the tutor."

huh, huh, huh...

Hundreds of practitioners appeared around and above the forest.

Several were armed with bows and arrows, and some were hovering high in the sky.

"Trap?" Pan Litian frowned slightly.

Pan Litian did not expect Fengliu of Zhencang School to be so despicable.

Feng Liuxuan stepped back and said with a smile, "Junior did it as a last resort. This junior wanted to persuade you to turn back. Since you don't want to turn back, you should be buried here."

Pan Litian held the wine gourd in his big hand.

fell.

This time, he was surrounded by the crowd.

"I thought that Feng Qinghe could tell right from wrong, but I didn't expect it." Pan Litian raised the wine gourd in his hand and poured wine into his mouth fiercely.

The front of his clothes was also soaked by the spilled wine.

Feng Liu said: "There is no morality to talk about with the Demon Dao. The younger generation has to say everything... You are no longer at your peak. If you are caught without a hand, you may still be able to leave a whole corpse."

Pan Litian threw it away.

The wine gourd turned into a golden gourd, revolving around him.

"You're right... The old man was seriously injured, and it is true that he is no longer at his peak... Even so—"

His voice sank, loud and deafening, "It's not something you can bully!"

boom!

His feet slammed on the ground, his body was like an arrow from Xuan Xuan, and he was thrust into the air.

Pan Litian said that he would do it, and the gourd in his hand burst into a dazzling golden light.

The gourd became bigger and swirled around!

Bang bang bang!

More than a dozen cultivators were immediately hit by the golden gourd and flew upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the sky.

"Drunken! How about this old man's trick?"

Feng Liu shouted: "Good cultivation! Bow and arrow serve!"

Several archers in the distance shot arrows!

A meteor-like line suddenly appeared in the air.

huh, huh huh...

Pan Litian threw the golden gourd again, his body sank, bang bang bang... The gourd surrounded his body and blocked all the arrows.

"Continue." Feng Liu ordered.

"Drunken Pillow Jiangshan!"

When it was sinking, Pan Litian suddenly flew horizontally into the sky! Leaving the area of ​​Arrow Gang at lightning speed, the gourd smashed into two nearby practitioners.

Boom!

The two flew out upside down, and when they flew out, Shifang Qiankun's dharma body only lit up for a moment, and then disappeared.

Pan Litian laughed and said, "Old and good wine is not so happy! If Feng Qinghe only has this means, I am afraid he will disappoint Er et al!"

"This is just the beginning."

Feng Liu waved his hand.

Ten kendo practitioners stabbed Pan Litian from all directions.

Pan Litian, who was in the middle, felt the pressure from all directions.

He pressed down the stagnation in his chest, steadily controlling the old wound, and said solemnly: "Drunken on the battlefield!"

call!

Say it sinks.

The whole person fell to the ground like a boulder, and with a bang, his feet trampled the ground.

After avoiding the attack, he threw the golden gourd in his hand.

Bang bang bang!

The speed of the golden gourd reached the extreme, forming a circle of golden light in the air.

More than a dozen practitioners retreated at the same time!

"So strong!"

"Isn't he injured? How can he be so strong?"

Everyone volleyed back and looked at Pan Litian with surprise.

"This shows that the plan of the Slaughtering Demon Alliance is not wrong. In short, he must die!"

Feng Liu said again, "Archer, don't stop!"

Huh, huh huh!

At the same time as the words fell, dozens of arrows broke through the air.

Pan Litian's eyes fell on Feng Liu's body, and the qi in his body bloomed, bang bang bang!

Arrow Gang dissipated, Pan Litian flew towards Feng Liu.

"Senior brother, step back!"

The surrounding practitioners folded their palms together at the same time, and took out a word seal.

Immediately, the surrounding sky was filled with prints.

Pan Litian had to give up the attack, pressed down again, and looked up: "The Great Seal of Confucianism?"

The Confucianism's Haoran Gang Seal is also a kind of Hao Ran Gang Qi, but it turns the Qi into a seal and turns it into a character seal with the same characters.

The essence of the talisman is the same as that of the Daomen, except that the talisman of the Daomen relies more on the brush and ink.

These character seals danced all over the sky, forming a unity regularly, swooping towards Pan Litian.

"block."

The golden gourd flew in front of him and kept spinning rapidly.

Those characters attacked continuously, all of them hit the gourd, bang bang bang...

The continuous sound, and the ripples of the astral energy, shook Pan Litian's arm numb.

That's when...

Feng Liu flew horizontally with his sword in hand.

At the same time, a six-leaf dharma body bloomed on Feng Liu's body.

hum!

"Haoran Sword Gang!"

A huge Astral Qi wrapped the sword in Feng Liu's hand, like a long sword with golden light. When it flew rapidly, it rubbed against the air, forming a streamlined body like the tip of a bullet.

Pan Litian waved his hand, and the gourd shifted upward.

Combine palms.

boom!

Both palms clamped the long sword abruptly.

哓————

Pan Litian was pushed back by a huge force, and his feet wrapped in astral qi rubbed against the ground, creating two shallow grooves.

When it stopped, Jian Gang was less than half a foot away from Pan Litian.

The golden gourd is constantly flying around above, blocking all the arrows.

"Sneak attack on the old man?"

"You're old...just like Old Demon Ji, old. The number one master of Jingming Dao, even I, Liu Ye, can't stand it, so why bother working for that Old Demon Ji!?"

"Child, you are too tender!"

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