Chapter 71: The Patriarch of Sanyang in Chunyang Temple

Three old Taoists in purple Taoist robes, about fifty or sixty years old, suddenly appeared in the field of vision. With a slight sweep of the dust, several quacks fell to the ground, and they didn't know how they were alive or dead. But these are enough to prove that these three old Taoists of terror.

"Qigong, they..."

Jiang Chi walked up to Hong Qigong and asked curiously. He had never seen these three old men before. He only felt that the strength of these three men was beyond peerless. Seeing that the vertical and horizontal forces are magnificent and domineering, they have supreme power.

Hong Qigong's face was serious.

Seeing Jiang Que's question, he knew that the three of them must have not even been inquired by the Secretary of the Imperial City, so he explained: "I am in the Jianghu, and it has been many years since I broke into the innate realm, so I naturally know some secrets. You have been waiting for a long time The Lin'an Mansion pays more attention to the country's army and investigates the details of the officials, but they don't know how deep the water is in this world."

Jiang Xiao slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "Even if I am in charge of the Imperial City Department, I don't know all about the situation of the official family. I think the official family should still hold power that I don't know about, but I don't know why the official family is still there." Forbearance?"

After listening to an introduction, his mind drifted away completely.

Hong Qigong couldn't help his old face twitching when he saw it, and coughed dryly: "Boy, listen carefully, these three people are not easy."

"Oh?"

With a curious look on his face, Jiang lacked and asked: "Qi Gong, then please introduce these three to me, I'm afraid we will collide with them when we walk in the rivers and lakes in the future."

Hong Qigong nodded, and when he was about to introduce, the three of them landed not far in front of Jiang Que, slightly cupped their hands and said:

"Poverty Taoist Chunyang Taoist Temple Chaoyang!"

"Poverty and Zhengyang."

"Poverty Sunset!"

Jiang Chi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "The names of the three of you are wonderful, actually named after the sun."

Only then did Hong Qigong explain, and said: "Chunyang Taoist Temple is located in the northern part of the Great Wall, and it was originally a place for the Taoist family to practice purely. Who would have thought that they would also seek refuge with the Jinren? You really are a scum of the Taoist school!

And these three are the three ancestors of Chunyang Taoist Temple, they are the three brothers of the same mother, and they practice the Sanyang Zhengfa passed down from generation to generation, so they call themselves Chaoyang, Zhengyang, and Xiyang. "

Hearing these words, Jiang Que relished it, he never imagined that there is such a sect in the world, he really underestimated the people of the world before, but the ancestor of Sanyang interrupted.

The old Taoist Chaoyang said indifferently: "The old beggar knows quite a lot, but now it is not called Sanyang Zhengfa, you should call it Jinwu Zhengfa!"

"Hmph!" Hong Qigong said sarcastically: "Take refuge in a foreign race and slaughter the same family and other generations. Is this the way you cultivated? The dignified Taoist sect Chunyang Temple has youdao and true cultivation, and now it has become a lackey of a foreign race!"

Betrayal is betrayal after all, even if it is broken, it is hard to explain.

Zhengyang Patriarch gave a cold glance, and said sarcastically: "Old beggar, I have heard of you, and you are somewhat famous in Jianghu, but the fact proves that you still don't understand anything!

It is difficult for my Chunyang Taoist temple to survive without resources. Everyone has selfishness. In order to cultivate to a higher level and for the prosperity of my Chunyang Taoist temple, what is it to take refuge in a foreign race? "

Cold as ice, the ancestors of Sanyang are proud of the world, no one can blame them at all, and taking refuge in a foreign race is just to survive better!

"The old beggar is ashamed to be with you!" Hong Qigong showed a cold face, and he slapped the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon without hesitation, the first palm, the second palm, the third palm...

No matter what reasons the Sanyang Patriarchs of Chunyang Taoist Temple have, he will never forgive those who take refuge in other races, and killing them can be regarded as eliminating harm for the Taoist sect, although the Taoist sect will not thank him.

"Old beggar, do you think my three brothers are really afraid of your failure?" Patriarch Chaoyang sneered coldly, "Since you started the fight first, then don't blame us for not being merciful!"

The three whisks swept towards Hong Qigong in an instant, and they didn't back down at all even against the eighteen palms of the descending dragon. Together, the three of them suppressed all the eighteen palms of the descending dragon. Break it, and at the same time kill Hong Qigong with a face full of anger.

Zhengyang patriarch said coldly: "Old beggar, you can't do it either!"

With the joint efforts of the three brothers, who can be the enemy.

"You've all broken through the innate?" Hong Qigong's eyes widened with astonishment on his face. In his impression, the three ancestors of Chunyang Temple should have attained consummation. When did they break into the innate.

Before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly backed away, the three innate peers were enough to suppress him alone—even if Hong Qi had been an innate for many years, even a veteran innate would be useless.

"Do it!" Jiang Chi took a deep breath, and ordered the guards around him, "If we can't fight against him, I'm afraid we'll all be here today."

Three innate masters plus one thousand elite golden soldiers are really hard to win. If it's just the one thousand golden soldiers, it's okay. After all, they are very weak and their personal combat power is not strong, but three innate masters are strong enough.

With the power of Hong Qigong, he can deal with at most one person, but there are still two Chunyang Guan patriarchs left, looking at the crowd with sly smiles, and the Jiangnan Seven Monsters not far away now only have six monsters left. They formed a simple formation to fight, and when they saw Jiang Quqi, they didn't fight anywhere, just to vent their anger, but it's hard to say who wins and who loses.

Ancestor Chaoyang was stopped by Hong Qigong, Ancestor Zhengyang was temporarily stopped by the six monsters in the south of the Yangtze River, and the remaining Ancestor Xiyang came to kill Jiang Que. With a slight sweep of the whisk in his hand, a fiery force was blowing towards his face .

"Good Patriarch Xiyang, I'm here to meet you!" Pulling out the long sword at his waist, he unleashed that exquisite sword move, and his whole body instantly turned into an afterimage and galloped away.

Even if Jiang Xiao was only consummated the day after tomorrow, and there is still a certain distance from the innate peerless world, but with his exquisite sword moves, it is enough to fight the ancestor Xiyang.

"kill!"

boom!

A sword pierced through the dust fly and wiped out the scorching energy. The weird sword moves continued to stab. Even the ancestor Xiyang in the Xiantian realm couldn't avoid it. He could only make a mysterious handprint and pour the scorching true energy into it. , and quickly formed a defense in front of his chest.

Boom!

Immediately there was a feeling of shaking, the terrifying power seemed to be something that did not exist in the world, Jiang Chi's sword move was blocked, no matter how sharp and weird the sword move was, it might be blocked unless the sword move was powerful enough.

"It's still difficult for me to cause damage to the masters of the innate realm without using the sword intent. It seems that only by integrating the sword intent and sword moves can I survive, not the moves like dead objects!" Thinking of this, in the dark His sword intent was poured into the long sword, and he used his only move again.

"One trick is popular all over the world, even if I only have one trick, it is enough to compete with you!" Jiang Chi secretly thought that even though there are many masters in the world, there are countless overtly and secretly, but he has the confidence to fight.

"Patriarch Xiyang, die!" With a loud shout, he performed a move that contained sword intent, and Jiang Que's killing intent did not diminish at all.

Patriarch Xiyang suddenly yelled in horror: "How is this possible..."