Chapter 350: High Poetry of Chivalry

Hearing what the Taihuang Patriarch said, the Wudao people were relieved, took the divine cauldron, got up and walked towards the Yunlong Pass.

His speed was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for him to be thousands of miles away from the Kunlong Pass. Suddenly, he saw starlight shining in front of him, and the infinite star power descended from the sky, turning into stars and forming a galaxy, as dazzling as stars falling into the mortal world.

In the galaxy, a large ship gallops in the distance, treating the stars as water, floating on the galaxy.

"Brother Wu Dao, where are you going?" On the big boat, a middle-aged man stood at the bow, with fluttering sleeves and a beard, he was very handsome and asked with a loud laugh.

"The head teacher of the Xingyue Demon Sect, Fu Wengong!"

Wu Daoist immediately recognized the man at the bow of the boat, and he felt awe-inspiring. He also knew that Xingyue Demon Sect and Xuantian Sacred Sect had a good relationship. The little brother is free to wander around, but there is nothing else to do."

"Since Brother Dao is fine, why not come on my boat and have a drink with my younger brother."

Fu Wengong smiled and invited: "Little brother just borrowed a treasure from Uncle Mo Luo, and I invite fellow Taoists to appreciate it."

"Fu Wengong is looking for death, he clearly wants to block my way and prevent me from smashing the table."

A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Wudao people, he stepped towards the big ship, and said in his heart: "He wants to ruin my good deeds, but it's not that easy. Although my divine cauldron may not be able to kill Xi Yingqing, it will kill this bastard." But it's more than enough!"

When he came to the boat, he saw that Fu Wengong was unprepared and was about to strike when suddenly Fu Wengong took out a huge five-color sledgehammer, stretched it out in front of him, and said with a smile: "Brother Dao, please look, this is The treasure that Uncle Mo Luo lent me."

When Wu Daoist saw this sledgehammer, he was startled, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he asked, "May I ask Master Fu, is this sledgehammer the magic weapon made by Senior Mo Luo with five-color gold?"

"Exactly."

Fu Wengong smiled even more happily, and said: "My uncle used to use this treasure to fight against the Taihuang Patriarch of your sect twice, but it was a pity that he was defeated by the Taihuang's hands twice in a row. This hammer, touch the Taihuang's Divine Cauldron again."

The eyelids of martial arts practitioners jumped. Moluoji had just mastered this sledgehammer, so he challenged the emperor's ancestor happily. He saw this battle with his own eyes, and he knew the power of this sledgehammer. At that time, Morosh Although Shi was defeated, he escaped with the sledgehammer and was not captured by the Taihuang. He said in his heart: "If you use your hands, Shending can suppress the sledgehammer, but my cultivation is not as good as Fuwen's." Gong this bastard is deep, I'm afraid it's hard to beat him..."

Fu Wengong held the sledgehammer under his armpit, pulled him to sit down forcibly, and said with a smile: "Brother Dao, it's rare for us to meet each other, so why do you talk about these things, everyone is drinking and having fun!"

The Martial Arts Master hurriedly stood up and said with a smile, "Associate Headmaster, I still have something to do..."

Fu Wengong picked up the sledgehammer and said displeasedly: "Brother Dao said just now that there is nothing to do, but now he said something to do. Could it be that Fu is a member of the devil and is not worthy of drinking with you? If you think of Fu, then Sit down and drink, if you get up and leave, Fumou will fight you desperately, you give me a tripod, I will hit you with a hammer, let's see whose head is hard!"

Wu Taoist yelled in his heart that he was unlucky, so he had to sit down.

Fu Wengong poured wine for him, and said with a smile: "This is a good wine that I spent a lot of money on in the South China Sea before. For decades, I am not a good friend and I am still reluctant to take out such fine wine. Come, brother Dao, I will toast you."

"Drunken to a god and bored to a donkey? Does that mean he's a god and I'm a donkey?"

The Wudao people laughed quickly and said, "I don't drink much, so I'd rather replace the bar with tea."

Fu Wengong's complexion changed slightly, he held the wine glass in one hand, grabbed the sledgehammer in the other, and said with a sneer, "Lick the feelings lightly, and feel bored when the feelings are deep. If Brother Dao is not bored with this glass of wine, he will look down on Fu, Fu I will fight with you to see whose head is hard!"

"This rascal..."

The Wudao people had a bitter face, picked up the wine glass and drank it down, and said with a smile: "Good wine! Good wine! I'm going to get drunk..."

Fuwen said with a smile: "Although this wine has the reputation of being boring with a glass of wine, but the Taoist brother has a deep cultivation, how can he be drunk with a glass of wine?"

Boom!

The Wu Taoist fell on his back, smelling of alcohol.

Fu Wengong laughed, and glanced at Taixuan Shengzong's divine cauldron, with a hint of greed in his eyes, only to see that the divine cauldron was still held in the hands of the Wu Daoist, and did not let go.

He couldn't help reaching out, wanting to grab the divine cauldron, hesitating for a moment, then stopped, letting the big ship swim in the starlight of the Milky Way, folded his sleeves with both hands, and sang to the sky, saying: "Young man likes to be a hero, seeing that the smell of alcohol has been swallowed, After one drink, but counting, what is the point of fighting dendrobium?"

"...The silver furnace blazes with animal charcoal, and the foxes and rabbits are fired with cannons. The loud songs shake the sky, and the ambitions beat the emperor..."

The big ship leisurely drifted away along the galaxy.

The Wudao people secretly opened their eyes, secretly anxious: "Fu Wengong is also clever. I was going to pretend to be drunk to lure him close and kill him with the magic cauldron. I didn't expect this old thief to be fooled. Now I Pretending to be drunk, it would be shameless to wake up immediately..."

Inside the Sleepy Dragon Pass, Jiang Nan stared at Xi Yingqing's feet with piercing eyes, and suddenly said joyfully, "The nine hundredth divine stake!"

Boom!

The Great Formation of Huntian suddenly went completely silent, and it no longer had the original power. The scroll under Xi Yingqing's feet was suddenly put away, and when it was unfolded again, a photo of his face was blown away, and Feng Huang, a strong man at the peak of the Sixth Layer of the Heavenly Palace, was blown away. Into the formation map with a sound.

Just when the Dragon Emperor was attacking, the Kui Niu Divine Drum kept vibrating. Seeing that the Phoenix Emperor was trapped in the scroll, the old dragon knew that the situation was not good, so he immediately showed his real body, and the huge body of the tens of miles long Tianlong disappeared. In the void, open your mouth wide and swallow Xi Yingqing!

Xi Yingqing slapped it out, and the old Tianlong's mouth full of steel teeth shattered, dragon blood gushed out of its mouth, and its body was rolled up from the beating, roaring in pain again and again.

Xi Yingqing raised her palm again and imprinted it on the Kui Niu Divine Drum. The sound of the drum shook the heavens, and the bones and tendons of the ten thousand Dragon Nest Heavenly Palace masters behind the drum were shaken to the point that their bones were broken and blood spurted out of their mouths.

The Demon Emperor flew over, with three legs cracking his head, and grabbed Xi Yingqing, before he landed, he saw Xi Yingqing slashed at him with a flat palm, and with two clangs, two of his three legs were severed.

The demon emperor was in pain, so he flapped his wings and left, only to hear the rumble of the ground, and the sacred pillars made of gold from the sun god flew up, and the head teacher wrapped in the demon palace was about to break through the void go away.

At this time, a palm stretched out, covering the sky with a big hand, and grabbed the divine stakes one by one, grabbed a hundred of them, and pulled them back.

"Yaohuang, last time you sneaked into my Holy Sect, it would be better to keep some interest." Xi Yingqing took the hundred and ten divine stakes and said with a smile.

The Demon Emperor snorted, not daring to entangle too much, broke through the void and disappeared.

And the Dragon Emperor also saw that the situation was not good, fearing that Xi Yingqing would settle accounts with him, he immediately opened his mouth and sucked in, many dragon powerhouses flew into his mouth one after another, and being held by this giant dragon, he carried the Kui Niu drum and fled away. .

At the same time, Feng Huang finally broke through the picture scroll, and was about to kill Xi Yingqing, when he suddenly saw the Dragon Emperor and Demon Emperor defeated, he couldn't help being shocked, and hurriedly recalled the parasol tree, and retreated.

Swish——Xi Yingqing brushed the sacred laurel tree in her hand, and Fenghuang hurriedly sacrificed the sacred sycamore tree to block it, only heard a few clicks, the treasure of Jinfeng Pavilion, the sacred tree of sycamore was brushed off a few of the thickest branches, Fenghuang He also felt an irresistible force coming, was overturned a few somersaults, and immediately flapped his wings and flew away.

The leaders and powerhouses of other sects were still besieging Xi Yingqing and the others. Seeing that the three powerhouses, the Dragon King, Phoenix Emperor and Demon King, were injured and walked away in just a short moment, they couldn't help being shocked. Should we continue to attack or just run for our lives.

The strength of the Dragon Emperor, Phoenix Emperor, and Demon Emperor is obvious to all. They can be said to be one of the few extremely strong men in the world today, but these three were also injured and defeated. I'm afraid it will be their turn to be unlucky.

"You don't need to worry, Xi is not an unreasonable person."

Xi Yingqing took a few branches of the sacred parasol tree, looked around, took in everyone's expressions, and said with a smile: "However, you all want to kill me, the future headmaster of the Holy Sect, and attack me again, trying to kill me. Killing him is a bit unreasonable. If I don't fight back, I will lose the reputation of my Xuantian Sacred Sect."

Huh——The laurel tree in his hand suddenly swept across the sky and swept in all directions. The master of Tianmo Castle, the head teacher of Ming Palace, the head teacher of worshiping the moon, the head teacher of Fahua Temple, etc., all sacrificed their magic weapons one after another. Resisting with Zhenjiao Zhibao, he said sharply: "Xi Yingqing, we have already admitted our defeat, do you still want to kill them all?"

"My Xuantian Sacred Sect is a well-known decent sect, a person in the righteous way, so naturally I will not do things like exterminate them."

Xi Yingqing smiled slightly, and the Yuegui Sacred Tree swept all the headmasters away, was so shocked that he vomited blood, and said softly: "However, death penalty is inevitable, life penalty is inevitable, and my Xuantian Sacred Sect's face must be recovered! It's a small lesson, no respect."

He flicked his sleeves and walked to the outside of Yunlong Pass, and said calmly: "Everyone, is there anyone else who wants to stop us from leaving?"

Everyone was in a panic and got up one after another. They watched him and Jiang Nan and others walk out of the trapped dragon pass, and no one dared to stop them.

After Jiangnan left the pass, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Heroes in the world, two or three ears, and bears in the world, a large group!"

The Lord of Tianmo Castle and the others were ashamed and angry, but they were helpless. They felt deeply helpless in their hearts: "The Taihuang swept the world back then, that's all it is! Xi Yingqing has reached the peak of monks, and the only way to do it is to use magic tricks." Only Patriarch Taihuang can overwhelm him. However, why did Patriarch Taihuang not make a move this time, but let him be arrogant..."

Tens of thousands of miles away from Kunlongguan, Fu Wengong suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Wu Dao, it's time to wake up, I have important matters to attend to, so I won't accompany you!"

The Wu Daoist yawned, got up and said with a smile: "Good wine! It's just that I can't handle the alcohol, which disturbed the assistant head teacher's pleasure of drinking. Farewell, farewell!"

He flew out of the big ship with a whistling roar, and hurried to the Kunlong Pass. When he got there, he saw that the Kunlong Pass was in a mess. It was obvious that there had been a big battle here, but now there was not even a single person in the pass!

"Fu Wengong, your uncle, the old man will never end with you!" The Wu Daoist was furious, stomping his feet and cursing.

(to be continued)