"Master Yunxing is driving to Huangsha City. I didn't come far to welcome you. Please forgive me."
The old man with the goatee turned his head and looked around.
Behind Zhao Zhi, a middle-aged man with three strands of beard under his chin and an ancient sword on his back looked at Huangsha City indifferently.
This person is the elder of Huan Qing Palace - Master Yun Xing.
Master Yun Xing has reached the early stage of Void Refining. He just made a breakthrough fifty years ago. He is considered a high-ranking figure in Huan Qing Palace.
Hearing the salute of the old man with goatee, he just nodded lightly and hummed.
"I heard that the owner of this city has changed hands. It is no longer the Xiao, Wang, and Li families, but has fallen into the hands of a person named Ning Fengzhi? Is this possible?"
The old man with the goatee nodded and said respectfully: "This news was sent back to the city by me, and it is indeed correct."
"We in Huanqing Palace will not care about the strife among the small towns below. As long as they pay the spiritual objects they should pay, why do you want me to wait here? I happen to be refining a furnace of elixirs. , such an important thing was interrupted by you."
Master Yun Xing looked at the old man with the goatee, and his words were already a little unhappy.
When the old man with the goatee heard this, his heart suddenly trembled, his expression changed, and he hurriedly bowed, even more respectful, and said: "Master Mingjian, the people in this city are so arrogant that they don't even want to pay the spiritual things... I have no choice but to ask you to come.”
As soon as the old man with the goatee said these words, the faces of the surrounding Huanqing Palace people changed and became gloomy at the same time.
Master Yun Xing also flashed his eyes, revealing a cold and stern light.
Among the many cities below Huanqing Palace, the most critical place is to pay various spiritual objects to Huanqing Palace. This bottom line has not been crossed by anyone for hundreds of thousands of years.
For Huan Qing Palace, no matter what happens in any of the cities below, Huan Qing Palace will not pay attention.
However, once the cities below stop paying spiritual objects upwards, it means that the bottom line has definitely been exceeded, which Huanqing Palace will never tolerate.
"The people under Ning Fengzhi are really brave. They dare to be so tough. They are really fearless if they don't know."
After a moment of silence, Zhao Zhi sneered, with a hint of disdain and sarcasm in his eyes.
"unacceptable!"
"The people in Huangsha City are totally looking for death!"
"Have they forgotten the massacre of the city?"
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The few people from the Huanqing Palace who followed Master Yun Xing were also chattering and looking angry.
Tens of thousands of years ago, a monk who was half-refined appeared under the Huanqing Palace and ruled five surrounding cities in succession.
This person's self-confidence was so high that he directly refused to pay the spiritual object to Huan Qing Palace.
At that time, Huan Qing Palace sent a monk from the Void Refining Realm to come directly to the door and kill the entire lineage of that person.
Even the entire city was massacred overnight, leaving not a trace of that person's blood.
After this, under the Huan Qing Palace, there were no new monks who dared not pay the spiritual treasures of the Huan Qing Palace.
I was really scared of being killed by Huan Qing Palace!
"Who said you won't pay spiritual objects to our Huanqing Palace?"
While many young people in the Huan Qing Palace were looking murderous, Master Yun Xing's eyes became colder and he spoke calmly. There was no emotion in his voice, and it sounded like he was restraining his raging anger.
"Master, she is the cold and charming female monk standing on the city wall. She has just made it clear that she will not pay any more spiritual objects to our Huanqing Palace."
As soon as the old man with the goatee heard Master Yun Xing's voice, a glint of pride flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly spoke to Master Yun Xing, pointing his finger at Zi Ji, who had an indifferent face on Huangsha City.
Zi Ji stood on the top of Huangsha City with a cold expression, which did not change in any way because of the arrival of Master Yun Xing.
That cold temperament and cold face immediately gave Zi Ji a strange charm.
Looking in the direction of the goatee old man's finger, many young people from the Huanqing Palace looked at Zi Ji. Some could no longer restrain their emotions and showed surprise.
Zhao Zhi even showed a look of obsession and stood there blankly.
But he immediately realized something, and turned his eyes to look at Murong Xue, who was not far away with a light and breezy face. He restrained his emotions, a trace of lust flashed in his eyes, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze. .
Murong Xue didn't have much interest in this.
She raised her eyes and looked around. In this remote town, the strong wind filled the air, and it looked like a special scene.
However, she didn't know if the "Ning Fengzhi" here was the young man in blue shirt she met that day.
Murong Xue is talented and intelligent, while Bingxue is smart.
Although she only saw the extraordinary quality of the jade plate on Ning Fengzhi's waist that day, it was more because of her natural keen sense of touch that she realized that Ning Chen was definitely not an ordinary person.
During this period of time, she occasionally thought of Ning Chen and felt a little curious.
Therefore, after hearing Ning Fengzhi mentioned in the sound transmission token in the hall, he couldn't help but be curious and decided to come here with them.
"court death!"
Master Yun Xing snorted coldly, without saying a word, murderous intent suddenly appeared!
The atmosphere in the field suddenly became cold, and the ancient sword behind Master Yun Xing made a trembling sound and buzzed into the sky.
Suddenly, the sword energy was astonishing and filled the air.
The sword flashed suddenly, turned into a sword light, and stabbed Zi Ji at the top of the city.
Zhao Zhi and others showed evil smiles. Such a cold beauty had her throat cut open by a sharp spiritual sword, and the miserable blood flowing out will definitely be even more touching!
The old man with the goatee was extremely proud and snorted coldly: "If you dare to offend the envoy of Huan Qing Palace, death will be the only outcome!"
The sword light flashed, but Zi Ji remained motionless.
In the blink of an eye, she suddenly stretched out a pair of fists, and without changing her expression at all, she smashed towards his flying spirit sword.
A clang!
The sharp spiritual sword rolled back and flew out directly under the force of his blow, making a wailing sound, and the spiritual light on the sword also dimmed slightly.
Zi Ji is a master who is close to the fourth level of the "Nine Turns of the Golden Body", and her physical strength was obtained under Wang Lu's step-by-step instruction.
It is completely impossible for Master Yun Xing to kill her at will.
"Huh?"
Unexpectedly, Master Yun Xing let out a soft sigh and looked at Zi Ji with a rather interested expression.
"I didn't expect you to be a physical practitioner..."
He narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
