Yan Chao Pass.

At this time, the soldiers on the Immortal Alliance Cloud Boat all looked frightened. They looked at the headless corpse of Meng Ju, the owner of Kunwu Mansion, fell from the air to the ground, and no one even had the idea of ​​going forward to steal Meng Ju's body.

The reason is that the old man standing in the open space in front of Yanchao Pass—

The owner of Baiyun Temple, Yang Wanli.

Most of these soldiers in the Immortal Alliance are cultivators from the Immortal Palace. Although they are casual cultivators, they have heard of the strong people in the Qiushui Sect.

But the old man in front of him has always been an old man who farms in the information and information they received. Although the fairyland is well managed and Qiu Shui benefits a lot every year, he cannot connect him with a powerful man with a very high cultivation level.

But in that scene just now, the two Immortal Alliance masters not only did not get any benefits, but in the end, the Kunwu Mansion Master Meng Ju also let him smash his head and die. Everyone thought in horror: "This Mansion Master Meng has already entered the realm of Taishang Zhenren. If he can kill him with one punch, he is just like this, right?"

Also afraid was Wei Jing, the head of Yuanzhou Wuzhi Mansion. Wei Jing, panting, tried hard to suppress the surging blood in his body, and began to prepare to contact Cao Keng for support.

At this time, he had retreated to the cloud ship and immediately ordered all the wind and thunder cannons of the cloud ship fleet to aim at Yang Wanli. After this battle, he found that the old man standing there quietly on the ground was really terrifying.

The last person who asked him to use the word "terror" was when facing the old men in the Deadhead League.

The battle just now was an attack that he and Meng Ju had planned for a long time. For this attack, they did not hesitate to hide their grudges. In the end, Wei Jing used himself as bait to create the best opportunity for Meng Ju, but in the end, Meng Ju still died at Yang Wanli.

The opportunity for the two of them to cooperate and attack skills were fine. In the end, they even used their grudges to improve their skills in an instant. Even so, they still failed. In Wei Jing's opinion, there was only one reason:

"We were crushed in our realm, and this Yang Wanli is likely...it is likely to be in the realm of the saint."

He told Cao Keng exactly what he analyzed the reason, but this was not his final guess. Yang Wanli's clever boxing technique even gave him the illusion of transcending the realm of a saint.

"But shouldn't you knock on the gate of heaven after the Saint Realm?"

Just as Wei Jing was not satisfied, two huge teams of cloud ships rushed from both sides of his fleet with roaring thunder, one left and one right. The flag on the cloud ship was very familiar, and it was Yingzhou Qinglian Mansion and Changzhou Chensi Mansion. In addition to the two teams of cloud ships, because the two passes were broken and the Kun formation was shrinking sharply, there were already large groups of people from various sects rushing towards Yanchao Pass on the ground.

Seeing two palace lords rushing for help, Wei Jing finally let go of his heart. Although he seemed calm on the cloud ship at this moment, if Yang Wanli really came over, he would not have the confidence to stop the other party.

However, even with the assistance of two palace masters, he was still very confident. His request to Cao Keng was to have at least two palace masters. In addition, he also needed a palace master of the demon clan. Several demon clan aliens who had rushed over hurriedly evacuated after fighting with Yang Wanli once, which made Wei Jing hold a grudge.

Yang Wanli, who was standing quietly on the ground, was not as much as Wei Jing thought.

He just looked at the fleet of cloud ships that were flying in black, and then looked at the virtual image that alluded to Mr. Da’s Patio Pass scene above his head frowned and then withdrew his gaze.

"Master, it's not a good place for Mr. Grandpa."

Behind Yang Wanli, Li Lan walked out with a hard bow and said with a serious expression.

"Mr. No problem."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wanli shook his head and said:

"This kind of clever method cannot deal with the big gentleman."

Speaking of this, he turned to look at Li Lan, and said with a puzzled look:

"But you, since the beginning, have been a little absent-minded. Is there anything you hide from me?"

"No, no, it's just that Qiu Shui's current situation is a bit uneasy."

Li Lan shook his head quickly and said.

"Is there something wrong with Lao Liu?"

Yang Wanli naturally didn't believe Li Lan's words. He didn't have time to ask before, but now he will naturally not let him go when he gets the opportunity.

"no!"

Upon hearing this, Li Lan shook his head firmly.

"Old Liu and Senior Brother should be in the sword tomb, Master, don't worry!"

He said with a serious expression.

Yang Wanli still didn't believe Li Lan's words, but at this moment, he had no time to care about that much.

He had promised Xu Honghu to help him guard Yanchao Pass. He would not leave half a step before the enemy retreated. As for the disciples, he was powerless to take care of them.

While speaking, the two palace masters who came to help had already met with Wei Jing. The three teams of cloud ships were arranged in a row in order, and the power of wind and thunder gradually began to gather around the three cloud ships.

Yang Wanli turned his head and looked at the three teams of cloud boats quietly without asking Li Lan what he had again.

Li Lan, who escaped the disaster, let out a long sigh in his heart, then frowned and said with a bitter look on his face:

"Brother, you and the third brother must not have any trouble. The sixth brother must come back safely."

...

On the main ship headed by Wuzhi Mansion, Lu Anzhi from Qinglian Mansion and He Miao from Tatsumi Mansion hugged Wei Jing and exchanged a few greetings.

"Where is Lao Meng's body."

He Miao asked Wei Jing that he had a good relationship with Meng Ju, so when he heard that Meng Ju was killed, he took the initiative to ask for help.

“Below.”

Wei Jing hesitated for a moment, and finally pointed to the position where Yang Wanli was standing on the ground. At this time, Meng Ju's headless corpse was randomly discarded in front of Yang Wanli.

Looking in the direction of Wei Jing's finger, He Miao's face immediately became extremely cold, and there were terrifying murderous intents all over his body without any concealment.

"Is Yang Wanli, who killed Lao Meng, the old man?"

He Miao asked.

"It's him."

Wei Jing frowned, and could see that He Miao was a little overwhelmed by anger at this time, so he continued to persuade him:

"Master He, don't be impulsive. We must be with Yang Wanli for the longest time..."

"Since getting fart!"

Before Wei Jing finished speaking, He Miao cursed vulgarly and interrupted his words.

"Even the comrade's corpse dares to take back, the people of our Immortal Alliance live really cowardly!"

After saying that, he didn't give Wei Jing and Lu Anzhi a chance to hold him back, and jumped off the cloud ship with the big knife in his hand.

"Old Yang, I, He Miao, will tear you to pieces in front of the cultivators of these ten states today, and repay my brother Meng's hatred for being cut off!"

He held the knife in both hands, then jumped high, roaring and slashing at Yang Wanli.

...

"Master asked me to do it!"

Seeing He Miao falling from the sky and slashing this extremely fierce knife, before Yang Wanli could take action, Li Lan behind him immediately pulled the arrow and pointed it at He Miao.

"Need not."

Yang Wanli squatted slightly, then suddenly posed as a tiger punch, and then said lightly:

"You just seal those wind and thunder cannons."

After saying that, He Miao's sword was only a hundred meters away from him. This sword seemed to have no change, but this sword that was moving forward had a false posture of heaven and earth. Although it had no change, it also blocked the other party's changes. It could only resist head-on, in short, it was a head-on sword.

Even so, Yang Wanli's face was still calm. He saw his feet sinking and his feet tremble suddenly, and then a dull punch was slowly sent out from his ribs, just as soft and weak as the old man who was exercising in the world.

"Yang Wanli, it's too much to deceive others!"

Seeing Yang Wanli dealing with his sword like this, He Miao couldn't help but be furious.

"I'll cut you with one knife!"

At this time, his sword had already been completed, and evil clouds swept across the sky with his sword. His sword seemed to have pulled down the whole day. Before the sword could reach the point, the sword energy was invading towards the ground like a storm.

"The sword of Lord He's mansion is natural, and he is worthy of being the King of Swords!"

"Yes, this knife may be possible..."

Looking at He Miao's sword, Wei Jing felt a glimmer of hope, and his dissatisfaction with He Miao's actions disappeared.

Seeing that Yang Wanli was about to be cut to ashes by this sword, a mountain wind suddenly blew out of Yanchao Pass, and the trees that were originally bent by He Miao's sword stood up. But what surprised Wei Jing and Lu Anzhi was that as the mountain wind blew, a phantom, which was forty or fifty feet tall, suddenly stood behind Yang Wanli, and the huge phantom made the same movement as Yang Wanli!

Yang Wanli swung his punch, and the huge phantom that was doing the same movement as him also swung it out, but its power was much bigger and faster than Yang Wanli's punch!

This punch was like it was wrapped in countless hurricanes, hitting He Miao's sword with a harsh sound of qi explosion.

The "fist" hit each other and directly caused a thunderstorm. With a huge explosion, the entire Yanchao Pass shook violently, and the evil clouds that had originally covered the sky and the sun above Yanchao Pass dissipated.

As the dust settled, Lu Anzhi and Wei Jing began to look for Yang Wanli and He Miao.

They quickly found Yang Wanli because Yang Wanli's position had never been moved, and he stood there quietly from beginning to end.

Not long after, they also saw He Miao in a dust fog. However, compared to Yang Wanli, He Miao's situation was a little bad at this time. Not only did the long sword in his hand break into two pieces, but his whole body was still covered with blood.

This situation is obviously a sign of serious injury.

"Survey and Thunder Cannons!"

Without much hesitation, Lu Anzhi and Wei Jing jumped directly from the boat to rescue He Miao. After seeing Yang Wanli's punch just now, they knew very well that if He Miao died, with their strength, they could not stop Yang Wanli at all.

The wind and thunder cannons all over the sky fell to Yanchao Pass like raindrops with the sound of Wei Jing.

Li Lan, who was standing behind Yang Wanli, then pulled the bow, and the arrows on the bow shot out as the wind and thunder cannons fell down. The arrows bound to the talismans were then divided into ten, accurately helping Yang Wanli resolve the wind and thunder cannons shot at him.

Looking at the wind and thunder cannons blocked by Li Lan's arrows, Wei Jing was so angry that his teeth were itchy because of Li Lan's existence that the wind and thunder cannons on the cloud boat behind him had never worked.

"Master, you really relieve your anger when you punch just now!"

Li Lan smiled while catching an arrow.

But to his surprise, Yang Wanli did not respond to his words at all.

"Master?"

Li Lan, who shot another arrow, looked at Yang Wanli in confusion and found that Yang Wanli was looking up at the sky.

So Li Lan looked at Yang Wanli curiously, and saw that a brand new mirage statue appeared at the location where Yang Wanli was looking at. In this vain statue, Li Lan saw a face that he was too familiar to be more familiar to him.

Third junior brother Li Changgeng!
Chapter completed!