Chapter 50 A small test of edge

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The whole place was completely silent, and several casual cultivators who came to Zhaoyao Mountain to show their hospitality were almost frightened and fled away from the table.

Yang Qingcang was very impatient and suddenly took a step forward. The coercion emanating from his body stirred up the spiritual energy in the Zhiwu Hall. He raised his big palm-like hand, intending to kill Liu Ruoxi on the spot.

Susha Qiuhong secretly thought that something was not right. With this momentum, I am afraid that the Zhiwu Palace will be turned upside down overnight.

The expressions of the cultivators in the hall are all different. Some are uneasy, some are calm, and some are gloating over misfortunes.

The name of the great monk in the Kongming period should not be underestimated. The four people from Tongchenyuan suddenly stood up and prepared to fight.

Wanlifeng showed no fear and shouted: "Old Demon Yang, if you dare to hurt anyone in this garden today, ten demon cubs from Dahuang Ruins will be killed."

Yang Qingcang laughed angrily and said: "It's just a few junior students, even if Luo Wangshu is here, I will still kill them."

Before he finished speaking, a clear and beautiful voice came from afar: "In terms of bragging ability, Fu Liuyun's position as leader should be given to you."

Yang Qingcang suddenly turned around and shouted: "Who is outside?"

In the blink of an eye, a woman came unexpectedly.

This woman's white clothes are fluttering, her skin is covered with snow, and her lotus steps are graceful and light. She is like a Gushe fairy stepping out of the hazy mist and rain. She has a gentle, mysterious and unearthly temperament.

The cultivators kept silent, feeling ashamed of themselves and not daring to look directly at him.

Yang Qingcang's pupils shrank and he whispered: "Luo Wangshu!"

Wan Lifeng and others were quite surprised. They stepped forward and saluted, "I have met the Garden Master."

Luo Wangshu smiled brightly and said: "He is still able to dance gracefully on the blade. He is worthy of being a general of my Tongchen Garden."

Wan Lifeng felt deeply ashamed and said: "Our abilities are limited, so please forgive me, Master of the Garden."

Luo Wangshu said: "To deal with such rogues, attacking in groups is the first choice."

She glanced at Yang Qingcang and said calmly: "Your Excellency is really good at doing many things. You are used to being arrogant. Could it be that you have forgotten where you are now?"

Yang Qingcang raised his head and smiled: "Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, Yang still treats us as if there is no one around."

Luo Wangshu said: "You are in the wrong place for your wild behavior. Please come to this garden as a guest."

Yang Qingcang said in a deep voice: "If you try to keep me here, the fairy may not be able to fulfill your wish."

Luo Wangshu said calmly: "You will know once you try it. If you can receive the three moves of the master of this garden safely, you can come and go as you like in Tongchen Garden, let alone this place."

Yang Qingcang sneered and said, "Isn't this a lie?"

Luo Wangshu said with a sweet smile: "The master of this garden doesn't want to brag, come on." After saying that, he went out and waited.



The light curtain was still shrouded inside the Ciaowu, and everyone on the island was watching quietly.

Luo Wangshu stepped above the light curtain and said, "If your Majesty takes action rashly, don't blame the owner of this garden for not keeping his oath and going to Dahuang Ruins."

Yang Qingcang rolled his eyes and said: "It's just a monk who transforms into an infant. What's the point of killing him?"

Luo Wangshu smiled faintly, and a fierce fighting spirit suddenly surged through his body.

In the clear sky, a flawless white palm print appeared out of thin air, and suddenly grew to cover the sky and the sun.

The palm prints are as dignified as a mountain, and the path of the palm prints is clearly visible like a deep ravine.

Luo Wangshu didn't hesitate, he put his palms together and pushed, and the towering palm prints were fierce and domineering towards the opposite side.

Wherever the palm shadow passed, the void trembled, and crescent-like space cracks appeared one after another, and then disappeared.

The onlookers were horrified. Luo Wangshu was indeed the best among the great monks of Kong Ming. He could deliver such a terrifying blow with just a few movements of his hands and feet.

There was unconcealable shock on Yang Qingcang's face. The spiritual pressure carried by the palm print was majestic and contained the terrifying aura of world destruction. He had tried his best to overestimate Luo Wangshu's strength, but at this time he found that he still underestimated it. Got her.

The palm print came in an instant, and the surging killing intent was so strong that it made people suffocate.

Yang Qingcang shouted loudly, the black light all over his body was wild, and the rising black mist suddenly transformed into a ferocious dragon.

The black dragon turned into reality, roaring and roaring, and suddenly came with an invincible momentum that swept across the wasteland.

The sound of booming and exploding resounded through the sky, and the violent black hurricane suddenly dispersed, obscuring the eyes of the viewers.

The next moment, a fierce mountain wind blew by, the smoke dissipated, and a shocking space crack stretched across the sky.

High in the sky, the shadow of a palm print clutched the motionless black dragon, but Yang Qingcang suddenly disappeared.

Escaped!

Yang Qingcang actually escaped!

A Jinghong dragged the strange light and tried to escape.

Yang Qingcang's voice laughed from afar: "Fairy, you might as well stay a few more days, I won't accompany you anymore!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the void ahead fluctuated, and a bamboo stick shimmering with green light quietly touched the center of his eyebrows.

Yang Qingcang's soul was so strong that he shrank his head and put on his mask for protection despite his busy schedule.

The bamboo stick missed the target, but hit his shoulder blade.

Blood spurted out from Yang Qingcang's mouth, and his body suddenly swayed, turning into more than ten blood shadow rats and scurrying away.

Luo Wangshu murmured: "Compared with Fu Liuyun, this person's magical power is not only a little bit inferior."

The person who intercepted and killed was clearly Qing Ming. After she advanced, she showed a calmness and calmness that was unfazed by humiliation.

Luo Wangshu and Qing Ming came to the front of the hall hand in hand. The cultivators were speechless and did not even dare to speak out.

Li Chen was on pins and needles and didn't even know where to place his hands. Luo Wangshu looked at him quietly for a long time, and then said slowly: "Go back and tell Han Zi that collaborating with Dahuangxu is a path of no return, and let her take care of herself."

Li Chen said solemnly: "Yes."

Luo Wangshu turned to look at the beautiful female cultivator who was accompanying Li Chen, and asked, "Your facial expressions look vaguely familiar. Who is Fang Jia?"

The beautiful female Xiu suddenly bowed her head and said, "Junior sister Li, I have always been grateful to the garden master for his help in the wilderness. Now that I have the honor to see the garden master's beauty again, I only regret that I can't repay you."

Luo Wangshu suddenly realized and said with a smile: "It turns out to be you. Is there any news about the spirit raccoon?"

Li Mei shook her head and said: "This junior has been searching for several months, and once found traces of the beast in the Yixiantian Valley. When he caught up with it, two groups of monks happened to start a war to capture the spirit raccoon."

Seeing Luo Wangshu listening carefully, Li Mei continued: "Not only did the spirit raccoon not escape, but it suddenly became stubborn and hung on the treetops to watch the monks fight. The younger generation wanted to catch it secretly, but unexpectedly a red phoenix suddenly flew out of the sky. .”

"Red Phoenix!" Qing Ming exclaimed in surprise.

Li Mei looked at Qing Ming in confusion and nodded slightly.

Qing Ming and Luo Wangshu's eyes met, and their expressions softened slightly. Luo Wangshu asked, "What happened next?"

Li Mei replied: "Red Phoenix and Lingli are like old enemies. They attack each other with teeth and claws as soon as they meet. The two groups of monks were greedy, so they temporarily formed an alliance to subdue the two beasts. The melee between the three parties flattened a large mountain, but unexpectedly There is an ancient teleportation array hidden in the mountain. And for some reason, the teleportation array is still activated, but the aura is extremely dim. Chifeng and Lingli successively jumped into it and were transported to unknown places. The group of cultivators failed to stop it and defeated the teleportation array. They were smashed to pieces, and they all dispersed after a scuffle in frustration."

Qing Ming sighed secretly when he heard this. Just now there was news about Chifeng and Lingli, and in the blink of an eye there was no news again. What a twist!

Chifeng is not in a hurry, but Lingli is particularly important. After all, once Han Bing Yanyang's body awakens, his life is hanging by a thread and he cannot give up easily.

Han Bing came with Qing Ming, and she seemed to have been used to disappointment. She listened to this narration without even blinking, and Yan Ci felt more and more worried in her eyes.

Qing Ming remained silent, and Luo Wangshu sighed: "Things in the world are so twists and turns. It's a pity that we have no chance to meet him. Thank you fellow Taoist for informing me."

Li Mei said respectfully: "The master of the garden has been kind to this junior for saving his life. I just hope that I can repay you."

Luo Wangshu said with a smile: "Although it is troublesome to deal with the flower demon, fellow Taoists may not be able to survive. We will not stay here for the time being. Please leave quickly so that we can see you again someday."

Li Mei bowed her head and obeyed her orders. Luo Wangshu looked at Huangfu Yongji's clan members and said impatiently: "It's not easy for the Huangfu family to get this name, so don't let it end inexplicably."

Huangfu Yong only said yes, bowed in fear, and hurriedly left with the monks from Huanye Palace.

Ji Pan saw that something was wrong, and slowly backed away to escape, but Luo Wangshu sneered and said, "Fellow Daoist Ji looked like he was cowering. Could it be that he has a guilty conscience?"

Ji Pan smiled extremely ugly, cupped his hands and said: "The matter here is over, Ji is about to leave."

Luo Wangshu was not willing to be merciful and forgiving, and sneered: "Yang Qingcang put oil on the soles of his feet, but you and your fellow raccoons must leave something to redeem themselves."

Ji Pan said bravely: "What does the garden master want?"

Luo Wangshu said: "Leave an arm and let you go."

Ji Pan's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he whispered: "Follow your orders."

Using his parallel fingers as a knife, he quickly cut off an arm. Blood spurted out. He endured the pain and forced a smile and said, "Ji, take your leave. See you later." There was a hint of resentment behind his words.

Luo Wangshu didn't take it seriously. He looked around and saw that all the other guests were in danger, so he smiled and said, "This court punishes traitors, so you don't need to be afraid."

When the cultivators heard this, they felt relieved. Susha Qiuhong came forward and said, "The master of the garden has great supernatural powers and saved the Susha family from danger. I am very grateful."

Luo Wangshu Xun thanked him and said: "The wolfish ambition of Dahuangxu is obvious. This court is doing what is right and should be done. The master of the family does not need to be polite."

Susha Qiuhong said cautiously: "Even so, how can I not repay my kindness? If Tongchenyuan has any mission from now on, the Susha family is willing to help."

The cultivators were stunned when they heard this. The Susha family had always been indifferent to fame and fortune and rarely competed with others. These words were a sign that they had decided to serve Tongchenyuan wholeheartedly.

Luo Wangshu did not expect that Susha Qiuhong would express his feelings at this time, and asked in surprise: "Is this true?"

Susha Qiuhong said resolutely: "A gentleman's words are as fast as his horse's whip."

Luo Wangshu said happily: "The Susha family has a profound background, how dare Tongchenyuan take it lightly. If you can get help from your government, everything will be worry-free."

Susha Qiuhong humbled himself and invited all the guests to come into the hall and take their seats.

It was quiet outside the hall, and the monk's heart was shaken. The great power of the monk in the Kongming period was enough to move mountains and fill the sea. It was absolutely true when I saw him today.

Du Ruozhou praised: "It's amazing, the master of the garden is definitely the best in the world!"

Yu Lu said: "Yes, it can scare away monks of the same level in one attack, which is unparalleled in the world."

Du Ruozhou said: "The old boy surnamed Yang is really a coward. Even Master Qingming who has just advanced can't resist. He is simply vulnerable."

Han Bingzhen shook his head slightly and said: "Uncle Master, the best way to intercept and kill is to take him by surprise. Yang Qingcang can use the blood escape method to escape in an instant, which is worthy of his reputation."

Yu Lu smiled and said: "Yes, I am nothing more than a handful of ants in his eyes. Mr. Yang is definitely not a coward."

Yan Ci's eyes flickered, looking at the last space crack in the sky that was gradually dissipating, and asked: "What do you think will be behind that crack?"

Yu Lu and others looked at each other and were speechless.

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