Ge Tianpeng blocked his throat in one breath, his face turned blue and white, and at the same time, anger that could not be relieved also arises in his heart.

There are not many masters in Xiaoyao City, how could they dare to be so arrogant?

Do you really don’t take their Weiyue Pavilion seriously at all?

So what if you want to bet on a blasphemous way? Do you really think they are afraid?

Just as Ge Tianpeng was about to speak, two figures flew from the horizon.

"Sixth Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother, I'm back. See who I'll take... Damn! Fifth Senior Brother, why are you here!!"

Mu Yan looked up and saw Luo Yu galloping towards him and the swordsman in red who was following him, and his happy smile suddenly burst out.

"Sister Four!!"

She didn't expect that Luoyu would bring Leng Yumo back.

Mu Yan's voice fell and she was already full of embrace.

Holding her hands tightly, she could hardly breathe.

Leng Yumo's muffled voice came from his ears: "Little Junior Sister, I miss you so much."

Mu Yan hugged her back, and she also missed every senior brother and sister.

But I always feel that it is so sensational, it doesn’t seem like the character of Senior Sister Fourth!

Mu Yan wanted to ask what Leng Yumo had experienced, but it was not the time.

Leng Yumo obviously noticed it, and then pushed the person away after hugging him for a while.

"I just heard someone calling us Xiaoyao Gate?"

"Is it called Lingbo Palace? Come on, I'm so angry that I have no place to vent my anger."

The Red Lotus Sword is unsheathed.

A hot flame rose into the air.

The flame was like life, and it swirled in the air and rushed to one of the Weiyue Pavilion disciples behind Ge Tianpeng.

This person's cultivation level is at the peak of Xuansheng Realm, and he practices pure fire-based skills.

The summoned beast on his body is also a flaming wolf.

However, when the flames that flew out of the Red Lotus Sword flew towards him.

But he felt the extreme fear of being completely suppressed and perhaps even being swallowed.

The body seemed to be firmly controlled and unable to move.

He could only watch the flames hit him, and a severe burning pain followed.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

...

Ge Tianpeng stared at the disciple who had completely lost his combat power before he started fighting, and the veins on his forehead were pounding.

He opened his mouth to speak.

I saw that the handsome young man who looked not as weak as before came up in the Xiaoyao Sect formation.

"Really, I thought I could kill the bastards in Lingbo Palace when I rushed back! I didn't expect them to kneel down so quickly."

The boy's eyes swept over the puppets and puppet refining materials that had just been cleared from Lingbo Palace, and then he looked at Ge Tianpeng, and two shallow dimples appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But it's okay, you fools like Weiyue Pavilion jumped out, otherwise wouldn't the Fourth Senior Sister and I have been in vain?"

Ge Tianpeng's face turned blue and white: "What a big tone, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Luo Yu's spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy were activated at the same time.

Chiu--!

A crisp chirping rang through the sky.

The red soul bead turned into a huge red Bifang divine beast rushed into the sky, spreading its huge wings.

At the same time, the puppets collected from Lingbo Hall began to move one by one.

With Luo Yu's control, Ge Tianpeng and everyone under his command surrounded.

The disciples of Weiyue Pavilion were all gone.

They simply cannot believe what they see.

Luoyu smiled slightly: "Tell me, how do Weiyue Pavilion plans to fight against our Xiaoyao City? Individual battles, group fights or two armies, we will all accompany you!"
Chapter completed!