Two men in purple robes walked out from one side.

Their chests were embroidered with floating cloud patterns, which could tell whose disciple they were.

"The Yunyou Holy Land in Youzhou."

Yuan Duoer saw the pattern clearly and whispered to remind Jian Chi and Zong Mengqiu.

Yun Qingxue added: "There are four paths in the sect, and this lineage should be the practice of Jin Zhenyuan's exercises."

There are some subtle differences in the pattern when distinguishing which lineage the disciples in the holy land belong to.

Looking closely, there were golden silk on the edge of the floating clouds on the chest of these two disciples from Yunyou Holy Land.

Qin Feng said while flying, "What's the difference between Qingyu Holy Land and you Yun You? Are they all defeated generals under someone else?"

He has the record of defeating disciples from Yunyou Holy Land. Of course, his record in this game is different from Jianzi in full view of everyone.

Instead, it happened within top sects and holy lands, but it did not have the effect of sword cynicism in Youzhou.

It was precisely because of this record that he had enhanced Qin Feng's confidence in himself. Seeing Jian Chi, who was also a famous fellow who defeated the disciples of the Holy Land, became urgently wanted to compete.

It just didn't count that there would be Qingyu's disciples intervene in the middle.

"Hmph! What you defeated is just the disciple of the last vein of my vein. Do you really think that you are comparable to a disciple of the Holy Land?"

The man in Yunyou's purple robe shouted in dissatisfaction, his face slightly cold.

The man following him was not very good-looking, and he was the one who was defeated at that time.

"Haha! Jin Qing, do you two want to solve your own problems first?"

The joking voice of the eighth senior brother in the storm came out and his body retreated.

He saw Qin Feng's trickyness, and picked the leaves into a sword with one hand, blocking his progress.

Even if the stalemate continues, he can win.

However, it is not as good as watching internal strife among disciples in other states.

"Song Yun! You don't need to provoke me and Qin Feng."

Jin Qing sneered and mocked: "You can even bear the enemy who killed your junior brother, and I can still bear this little thing."

While talking, he looked at Jian Chi intentionally or unintentionally.

What do you think of me?

Jian Chi frowned, he had no intention of taking action.

In this game of winning the flag of the four states, he positioned himself in a guardian position.

The experience is mainly for the three of you to come.

Jianzi is a guaranteed person. Don’t let the flags in your hands be thrown away and gain something.

The previous attack on Diao Liang and the others was entirely because Diao Liang attacked Fang Yuansi, or because he snatched Tu Jiao away.

Now there are more and more disciples in Qingyou Prefectures, and most of them are in the realm of the Golden Elixir, which is not in line with the strength of Zong Mengqiu and others.

Jian Chi turned around and said to Zong Mengqiu: "Senior Sister! Let's go and take a look elsewhere!"

"But...it's getting more and more lively!"

Zong Mengqiu was eager to try and wait for Jin Qing to take action. She had no mood to train and just pretended to be a play.

As for what city profits Muleyu said, she was interested.

But if you can do it easily, then do it easily.

There is no need to search specifically.

After all, we have a master, so it’s enough to worry about the resources of cultivation.

Therefore, Zong Mengqiu wanted to watch the fun even more.

At this time, their communication attracted Jin Qing's further attention.

He turned his head and looked at Zong Mengqiu, lowered his head and frowned at her waist.

Eight flags are all the flags of our Youzhou!

Then, Jin Qing looked at the four people who were weakly leaning against the tree.

The waist is indeed empty!

"It's OK to leave!"

Jin Chiang Mai walked over and said, "Return the flag of our Youzhou."

"If you say you give it to you, you will give it to you? If you have the ability, you can grab it!"

Zong Mengqiu grabbed the flag at his waist and put on a non-violent and uncooperative attitude.

The things she got were not yet available for easy delivery.

Jian Chi stood tacitly in front of Zong Mengqiu.

He is the only one who can stop Jin Qing in the Jindan realm.

At the same time, he was ready to take out the oil cake, and the other party had two Jindan monks.

"Go! Help the sword crazy."

When the eighth senior brother Song Yun and Qin Feng fought, they noticed the situation on Jian Chi's side.

Regardless of the conflict between Jian Chi and Qingyu before.

But among the eight flags, there are the interests of their Qingyu Holy Land.

No matter who grabs the flag, Qingyu Holy Land has a fixed 15% allocation.

Qingfeng and the royal family both have the same allocation quota, and minus these will be the interests of top sects and other large and small sects.

The disciples who followed Song Yun obviously understood the power of it. Although they were reluctant, they still walked over.

Help Jian Chi block another disciple of Yunyou Holy Land and said, "Your opponent is me!"

"I was just about to see how powerful your Qingzhou Holy Land has reached."

The disciple Yunyou was not vague and opened the distance to Jin Qing and fought with the disciple Qingyu.

"I won you! The flag is returned to me."

Jin Qing’s requirements are not high, as long as the flag of Youzhou belongs to him.

It’s not that he expressed kindness to Jian Chi, but that he didn’t have enough staff here.

The monks of the Jindan scattered out, leaving only the injured foundation building.

The requirements are too high, and I am worried that the other side will target the foundation-building monks in their state.

"I won't fight you!"

Jian Chi shook her head.

According to Jin Qing, this battle was not good for him.

If you lose, you have to return the flag.

As long as I don't fight, I won't lose.

"you..."

Jin Qing looked at Jian Chi in anger and said, "Since you don't fight, just hand over the flag."

"You monks in Youzhou are so angry!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice from the sword maniac rang out.

At the same time, a group of five men in green walked in, all with swords behind their backs.

"Senior Brother Zhao Ming!"

Jian Chi and Zong Mengqiu looked back and bowed, calling themselves senior brother.

Yuan Duoer, Yun Qingxue and Fang Yuansi turned around and did not neglect each other.

"Junior Sister Mengqiu, Junior Brother Jianchi, Junior Sister Duoer... I'm not late!"

Zhao Ming greeted them in a familiar way.

He is a disciple of the Qingfeng Holy Land Sword Vein. He was the one who entered the team to help the sword cynic in the Nanlin.

And he is one of the people who led the team, Jian Chi is quite familiar with him.

It is precisely because of this relationship that Jian Chi and Zong Mengqiu's attitudes are much softer.

"It's not too late! It's not too late!"

Zong Mengqiu smiled and said, "It's not long before the fight just now."

"Okay! I'll go and cook Jin Qing first, let's chat later."

Zhao Ming nodded and walked out of the team and said, "Jin Qing! I win, your flag belongs to me. I lose, my flag belongs to you."

He used the same words as Jin Qing.

Jin Qing reached out and pressed her hand quietly on her wrist, staring at the Qingfeng disciples who were mixed into the sword magic team with serious eyes.

The configuration of Qingfeng Holy Land this time is no different from that of Qingyu Holy Land.

They were all two Jindans and three foundation-building disciples.

But there was no one here on Jin Qing's side, and the situation became weaker.

However, the lineup cannot be lost.

After pressing his hand on his wrist for a moment, he said with his forehead: "Okay!"
Chapter completed!