Wuxia: Opening Reward Fengyun World

When Jiang Baihe saw Chu Jiangnan, he was stunned for a moment, then a sharp light flashed in his eyes, "The leader, he is the one who robbed our Ming Cult's thousand-year-old ice silkworm."

If the thousand-year-old ice silkworm was snatched, then Jiang Baihe would naturally use it for himself, but what was gained by Chu Jiangnan, of course, was Chu Jiangnan who robbed the Ming Cult.

"Oh"

Hearing Jiang Baihe's words, Han Shantong's eyes narrowed.

He looked at Chu Jiangnan carefully, and there was a dignified and fearful look in his eyes.

Chu Jiangnan is also observing Han Shantong, he is also a master, but he is more expensive than Wumeng.

It's no wonder that the Tianyi Sect can only hide in the Black Dragon Marsh, while the Ming Sect can sway outside the city.

"Who are you to know that hijacking the princess is a death sentence and letting the princess go. This sect master is not to blame, and the past grievances between you and Mingjiao can also be written off."

Han Shantong said solemnly.

"Let's forget the past and write off your desire to be beautiful!"

Chu Jiangnan rolled his eyes, looked at Han Shantong and said, "Who is that, you are the first leader of the Ming Cult?"

"Bold, dare to disrespect the leader!"

Behind Han Shantong, Guangming left and right: envoys, swept out from the depths, and attacked the south of Chu Jiang.

The innate masters have already touched the threshold of the Grand Master Realm, and they are a little more powerful than the great elders of the Tianyi Sect, but that's what happened.

Facing the two fierce palms, Chu Jiangnan glanced slightly at the corner of his mouth, showing a trace of disdain.

Although they can't be said to be weak, Chu Jiangnan is too strong.

Chu Jiangnan put his hands behind his back, and with a thought, Wu Menggui moved.

A black afterimage responded, and a bloody handprint took over the light left and right: the attack of the ambassador.

"not good!"

Han Shantong's expression changed, and he immediately exclaimed, "Be careful!"

Immediately, his figure moved, disappeared like a ghost, and appeared around the light: behind him, a strange aura enveloped the two of them, and moved them to the attack range of the bloody fingerprints, replaced them with himself, and confronted Wu Menggui. A palm.

"boom!"

Only a thunderous voice was heard.

Wu Menggui and Han Shantong both flew upside down and landed.

"who are you"

Han Shantong's face was ugly and his eyes were cold.

A Chu Jiangnan who can't see the depth is already tricky enough, but now a master with martial arts that is not weaker than himself has emerged, when is the master of the master realm, so worthless "Hey!!"

Wu Menggui's answer was that he flickered and turned into a phantom, attacking him.

Immediately after, fierce palm winds enveloped Han and the space around him.

"Humph!"

Han Shantong performed the Great Movement of Qiankun and fought with Wumenggui.

In the blink of an eye, the two attacked each other.

"boom!"

The two made a reckless fight, and their bodies took three steps back at the same time, and they were evenly matched.

Originally, Han Shantong was more powerful than Wumeng, but the latter was made into a puppet by Chu Jiangnan, tying the gap.

At this moment, a flush of red appeared on Han Shantong's face.

Obviously, his blood was shaken quite a bit.

On the opposite side, Wumenggui's hat was cracked, his hairband was broken, and his long hair

fly.

His face was pale, but it was the same sickly complexion.

The fight just now did not seem to have any effect on Wu Menggui.

"You are not a human, you are a corpse! You are from the Tianyi Sect."

Suddenly, Han Shantong thought of something, and the expression on his face suddenly changed.

There was a look of shock and fear in his eyes, but he didn't expect the other party to be a member of the Tianyi Sect, "Since you know the Tianyi Sect and the corpse, you should also know that the Tianyi sect controls the corpse by using a corpse flute. Bar!"

Chu Jiangnan raised his brows and said with a disdainful expression on his face.

Wu Menggui's figure moved, and once again turned into a ghostly afterimage, swept towards Han Shantong, and came immediately with an overwhelming force.

"bang bang bang"

Wu Menggui didn't seem to know he was tired at all, the faster his speed, the more severe his attack.

On the other hand, Han Shantong was gradually unable to resist Wu Menggui's hard attack. When he used his subtle tricks, no one was a bird, and he was in a deadly posture. Han Shantong could only change his moves, choosing to fight hard, or relying on the mystery of Qiankun's big shift. , which has been sustained until now.

However, when defending all the time, it was inevitable that when he was caught off guard, Han Shantong was hit by Wumenggui's three corpse palms.