Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

Even if Yunshan and the others knew that with the current Nalan Yanran, they couldn't beat Xiao Yan at all, they might lose the reputation of Yunlanzong.

Yun Shan still used the name of the elders group to send invitation letters to the leaders of the major forces in the Jia Ma Empire, inviting them to participate in the three-year agreement.

It is planned to wipe out all the heads of forces in a three-year agreement.

The plan was carried out quite perfectly, and even Yun Yun kept it in the dark.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Originally, Yun Shan thought, with the help of Guardian Duck, who is the opponent of the two fighting sects of the Misty Yun Sect, Jia Ma Empire?

In the end [Xiao Yan] gave him a blow to the head.

Seriously injured Yunshan, beheaded and killed the Dharma protector.

"Without you, I'm afraid the old man would not be alive now, ahem." Yun Shan coughed.

"Uh"

Hearing this, Chen Mo was a little ashamed, and suddenly felt sorry for Yunshan. After all, if he had made a move at that time, Yunshan would not have become like this.

The reason why he didn't help Yunshan was all because he didn't have a good impression of him at that time.

"Ahem, it should be so." Chen Mo said with a dry cough.

"The old man heard that the Lingyan Pavilion you built has covered the entire Jia Ma Empire." Yun Shan pondered for a while, and said, "But the royal family is still there after all, and it won't be easy to master for a day. It will still be named Yao after all."

Yun Shan is persuading him to come in.

Chen Mo shook his head, did not hide his ambition, and said with a smile: "Not yet."

Yun Shan was stunned for a while, and then enduring the colic caused by the injury, he half got up and patted Chen Mo's shoulder, and said with an excited smile: "Good boy, a man should be like this."

……

Zhongzhou!

In an ancient ruins.

Everywhere is full of desolation, no green can be seen, full of broken eaves and broken walls, yellow sand waste soil, and handles of magical weapons are either lying, inserted, or broken and left on the yellow sand.

Every sharp weapon of the magic weapon is filled with the atmosphere of the ancient times.

A strong gust of wind hit.

Wherever it went, all the magic weapons were reduced to ashes.

A white shadow passed by.

Not long after, several figures flew over again. Judging from the menacing appearance of the crowd, it seemed that they were chasing the black figure in front of them.

Several figures flew past.

A clear and loud crane cry suddenly resounded from the sky.

After the sound, a relatively large black shadow enveloped the yellow sand.

This is a giant crane with colorful body. It is flapping its huge wings, skimming across the yellow sand quickly, and catches up with the figures in front in an instant. The sunlight shines on the feathers, reflecting a dazzling luster.

On top of the crane's head stood a distinguished woman in a colorful short skirt, purple hair, and the best in appearance and temperament.

"Little thief, you dare to snatch the things of Goddess Qing'er, I think you are impatient."

"Stop quickly, if you offend Fenglei Pavilion, your good days will come to an end."

Several figures rushed towards Bai Ying, who was flying at a high speed, and angrily shouted while chasing after him.

"Heaven and earth spiritual things, those who are destined to get them, what's more, I discovered this divine thunder first, you little thieves are shouting, aren't you shouting for thieves!" Zheng Tian did not slow down, turning his head to the people behind him sneered.

"Your Excellency, that divine thunder is of great use to my cultivation, and I hope that you can bear the pain to part with me, and I, Fenglei Pavilion, will definitely pay for it."

The woman in the colorful skirt above the giant crane spoke, her voice was soft and pleasant.

"Hehe, this divine thunder is comparable to the existence of different fires. What can your Fenglei Pavilion offer to compensate?" Zheng Tian smiled and said: "Also, don't think that the young master is afraid of you. It's time to make a move!"

"Hmph, I'm not very capable, but my tone is not small." Said a man who admired Feng Qing'er.

"Qing'er, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with him, let's do it!" said a young man with similar status to Feng Qing'er.

"In that case, forgive Qing'er for being unreasonable!"

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Feng Qing'er shouted sharply, and the colorful giant crane under him immediately opened its sharp mouth, and the flames condensed into a ball in the mouth, and spewed towards Zheng Tian below!

Seeing that Feng Qing'er was the first to attack, the men beside the giant crane were not far behind. They displayed their special fighting skills and blasted towards Zheng Tian.

"Qingben is beautiful, but why is she so unreasonable!"

Zheng Tian turned around and looked at the group of attacks enveloping the sky, his face was calm, his feet stopped, and the soles of his feet sank into the yellow sand.

An endless stream of energy poured into Zheng Tian's body, his face slightly raised, and he said in a low voice that he could only hear, "Old guy, it's time for you to perform!"

……

ten days later.

"Oh!"