Like his master Taoist Xuanling, Meng Zhang has always been full of respect for Old Master Tian, ​​the old senior in the sect.

After greeting Mr. Tian and his seniors in the sect, Meng Zhang seemed to think of Zhao Dong.

"Since you are visiting the door, you must be like a guest. It is not something a guest should do if he actively interferes with the host's family affairs."

After being hung up by Meng Zhang for a moment, Zhao Dong was not impatient, but said slowly: "Brother Fang is no longer a member of Taiyi Sect. The Taiyi Sect should not interfere with his family affairs."

Since Meng Zhang came here, he has never looked at Fang Meng in front of him, and Fang Meng has been in a state of anger.

Hearing Zhao Dong's words, Fang Meng raised his head and said with his chest raised: "That's right, Tian Li is from our Fang family..."

"Stop, you, a beast who forgets your ancestors, are you talking here?"

Meng Zhang's sudden reprimand made Fang Meng stunned.

"You dare to say another word, let's see how I deal with you."

Fang Meng was originally a irritable guy, but when Meng Zhang scolded him, he immediately became excited.

"You kid relied on your sweet words to confuse the master and stole my position as the head of the sect. If you dare to be so arrogant, I want you to be nice."

While cursing, Fang Meng took action.

He made seals with both hands, and the magic of the Yellow Sand Art that comes with the original Sand Art was activated.

I saw a strong wind blowing in front of Fang Meng, which rolled up the yellow sand in the sky, and was about to pounce on Meng Zhang.

"Don't move, leave this beast to me."

Meng Zhang stopped others from helping him. He wanted to suppress the traitor Fang Meng with his own strength.

A flame ignited in front of Meng Zhang out of thin air, and the heat came to his face, making everyone around him unable to help but retreat.

The masculine fire ignited by Shaoyang's true energy rushed towards Fang Meng in a mighty way.

As soon as the flames met the yellow sand in the sky, bursts of sizzling sounds were heard. Then the yellow sand dissipated and the flames continued to advance.

With the same level of cultivation as the fourth level of Qi Refining, the Shaoyang Qigong practiced by Meng Zhang is far above the Yellow Sand Art practiced by Fang Meng.

Whether it is the thickness of the true qi or the power, Shaoyang true qi has an absolute advantage.

And after taking action, Meng Zhang found that he had been using Shaoyang true qi to dispel the yin energy of the body during this period, and Shaoyang true qi seemed to have been tempered and became more pure.

Fang took out a small flag and waved it hard. More yellow sand appeared in front of him again, barely resisting Meng Zhang's attack.

Meng Zhang did not use magic weapons, and relying solely on Shaoyang's true energy, he forced Fang Meng to a disadvantage.

"Why do you have to be tragic between your classmates?"

"Let me mediate for the two of you, so don't hurt the harmony between your classmates."

It sounds nice to say that Zhao Dong, a guy, actually took action insidiously.

A flying sword flew towards the battlefield, and it seemed that the two of them were going to fight apart, but in fact it was flying to Meng Zhang's side.

If Meng Zhang did not dodge, he would definitely be injured by the flying sword.

Before coming here, Zhao Dong asked Fang Meng about Meng's strength.

In Fang Meng's mouth, Meng Zhang, like him, had the fourth level of Qi Refining cultivation. However, when it comes to combat experience, Meng Zhang is not as good as him.

If it weren't for the concern of his fellow disciples, Fang Meng would have already taken the position of head.

The cunning Zhao Dong, the other party's fierce words, would be skeptical.

After Meng Zhang and Fang Meng took action, he found that Meng Zhang did only have the fourth level of Qi Refining, but his cultivation skills were powerful and suppressed Fang Meng.

While secretly cursing Fang Meng as a waste in his heart, he also felt that his cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi refining should be enough to suppress Meng Zhang.

So many thoughts flashed in Zhao Dong's heart, and then he took action without hesitation.

The Zhao family and Taiyi Sect are both vassals of Shuangfeng Valley, and Zhao Dong dared not kill Meng Zhang in public.

He was just going to cut off one of Meng Zhang's arm and at most he was abolished his cultivation, with the purpose of attacking the prestige of the head of Taiyi Sect.

Zhao Dong, who thought he was kind enough, seemed very experienced in the timing and direction of taking action.

Although Meng Zhang was fighting with Fang Meng, he did not relax his vigilance against Zhao Dong.

As an old enemy of the Taiyi Sect, the despicable villains of the Zhao family can't do anything.

Seeing the flying sword released by Zhao Dong flew towards him, Meng Zhang took out a golden sword and threw it at the flying sword.

This golden sword, which lacks the tip of the knife, has long been refined by Meng Zhang using the blood refining technique to sacrifice the explosion.

The seemingly powerless golden sword exploded immediately as soon as it came into contact with the flying sword.

After a loud "boom", the flying sword was blown up a few times, and then fell to the ground weakly.

The flying sword that was refined with the true qi sacrifice was injured. The backlash caused Zhao Dong's body to stir up the true qi, which was very uncomfortable.

This is not over yet. Meng Zhang has never been a person who only gets beaten but doesn't fight back.

The flying sword that bombed Zhao Dong was just beginning. Meng Zhang took out a cushion and smashed it hard at Zhao Dong.

Seeing an unknown object hit, Zhao Dong, who had just suffered a loss, dared not be careless. He raised a small shield and blocked him.

Under the control of Zhao Dong's true energy, the little shield flew up and down in front of his body, covering his body tightly.

The cushion accurately hit the small shield, and another loud explosion sounded.

The cushion was completely blown into pieces, and the jade chips were flying all over the sky, hitting the small shield, and a jingling sound came.

Fortunately, the crowd around had been dispersed long ago. Otherwise, there would definitely be a lot of accidental injuries after two explosions.

The explosion just now caused this little shield to be seriously injured. Zhao Dong, who used his true qi to control the little shield, couldn't help but feel a sweet throat and spit out a mouthful of blood due to the backlash of the true qi.

The blood refining Explosion technique is indeed extraordinary, and the two scrapped magic weapons have been turned into treasure.

Although the two magic weapons that have been sacrificed have been used, there is nothing extra.

But from Meng Zhang's face, these were not visible.

While completely suppressing Fang Meng, he acted as if he wanted to continue attacking Zhao Dong.

The two attacks just now made Zhao Dong suffer a great loss. He felt completely clear about Meng Zhang's strength. Seeing Meng Zhang's posture, he began to be afraid.

This is the territory of Taiyi Sect, and there are people from Taiyi Sect around him, so he is afraid that the other party will be very fierce and thinks that the news will not be revealed after killing him and Fang Meng.

"Men Meng, when he comes here to visit, everyone in his family knows it."

Zhao Dong quickly stabilized Meng Zhang and released a talisman.

This talisman spontaneously ignited without fire, and a water dragon changed into.

As soon as the water dragon showed up, it rushed towards Fang Meng, blocking the flames that were pounced on him.

"Brother Fang, come to me quickly."

The water dragon temporarily blocked Meng Zhang's attack. When he heard Zhao Dong's anxious voice, Fang Meng hurried to him.

After the two met, Zhao Dong said, "President Meng, I'm so rude today."

"There are still important things to do, and I will come to the door to apologize in the future."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Dong led Fang Meng away from here like a runaway.
Chapter completed!