Chapter 737 The Drama Directed by Ye Chen

Soon, Ye Chen, who was covered in golden light, flew out of the Shangguan family like a golden rainbow.

This time, he destroyed the two main halls of the Zhengyang Sect and successfully united with the Shangguan family. The mission was also successfully completed. As a busy person, it was time for him to leave to do other things.

Looking at Ye Chen's retreating back, Shangguan Yu'er was furious, still mad about what happened last night.

However, seeing that the back figure was gradually fading, she couldn't help but pursed her lips. In her beautiful eyes like water, there were still ripples rippling, and in the murmuring, her beautiful eyes were full of loss.

On the side, Shangguan Hanyue's is basically the same, with a blush flashing across her cheeks, thinking of what happened last night, she has always been reserved, and she is shy with a shallow tenderness.

…….

This is a beautiful two-story attic.

Between the petals flying, a woman was leaning on the railing, leaning on the railing and looking south, her expression was a little haggard, and complex colors flashed in her beautiful eyes like water. In her hazy eyes, there was a young man with a mask.

"Yue'er." Soon, a gentle voice sounded behind her. It was a middle-aged man, wearing a python robe, with a pair of swords and brows, showing the majesty of a superior.

This person, if you look closely, isn't it Haotian Xuanzhen?

"Father." Seeing Haotian Xuanzhen approaching, Haotian Shiyue hurriedly got up.

"Thinking about him again?" Haotian Xuanzhen's words were still gentle, but he sighed more than once in his heart.

As a father, this is his helplessness, how could he think that Qin Yu is his child, and his daughter, but his son is the one who loves him. Just this, it is destined to be an impossible marriage.

"He's my younger brother." Haotian Shiyue smiled softly, the smile was a little far-fetched, even if she tried to hide it, she couldn't help but look to the south. youth.

Why!

Haotian Xuanzhen sighed again, and some just sighed that good luck made people.

...........

In the early morning of Southern Chu, after several major storms, it was rare to usher in a brief calm.

The legend about Qin Yu, the god of killing, continues, and the myth about Marven Ye Chen is getting worse and worse. His deeds are used as a talk after dinner, over and over again, causing too many sighs and amazements.

boom! boom! Boom!

However, the rare tranquility was broken by the rumbling sound.

Looking at one side from a distance, I saw the collapse of two towering mountains one after another, which attracted the attention of too many people. New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

"What's the matter!" This is the gathering place of the monks. With such a big movement, many cultivators have emerged from the ancient city.

"Eighty percent of people are fighting again." Someone looked at the mountains, "Looking at the posture, the strength is not weak."

"Anyway, I don't mind it." Someone curled their lips in disapproval. "These are all petty jokes. I have seen many really awesome scenes, and these are like jokes."

boom! boom! Boom!

Amidst the discussion, a bloody figure emerged from the mountains, in a state of embarrassment, with countless scars on his body, but his speed was extremely fast.

Pang Tong?

Seeing that person, many people were stunned for a moment. Many people have seen Pang Tong, the third branch of the Zhengyang Sect.

"How.....

"Seeing the embarrassed Pang Tong, too many people were stunned there, but that was one of the nine people in the Zhengyang Sect who held a heavy army.

At the moment, everyone's eyes turned to the man who was chasing and killing Pang Tong.

It was an old man in gray clothes, with a mighty imposing manner and a murderous aura, and he was also a quasi-celestial figure.

"Qing... Qingyun ancestor?" Seeing the old man in gray, too many people were startled again. Although the ancestor of Qingyunzong did not come out often, many people had seen him, and it was very famous. The powerhouse of Southern Chu.

"This... what's the situation, Qingyun ancestors chased and killed Pang Tong?" Someone stunned.

"Is this strange?" Someone spread out their hands and shrugged, "The nine main halls of Qingyun Sect were hit by Hengyue and Zhengyang a few days ago and suffered heavy losses. The ancestors of Qingyun chased and killed Pang Tong, of course!"

"That's right." Someone touched his chin. "After suffering such a big loss, I have to fight with them."

boom!

Amidst the discussion, the roar sounded again, and Pang Tong was overturned by the palm of the black-robed man several hundred feet away, smashing the earth out of a deep pit.

"Qingyun, do you want to die endlessly?" Soon, Pang Tong's hysterical roar sounded between the heavens and the earth.

"You're also worthy of being with me forever?" Qingyun's ancestor snorted coldly, covered the world with a palm, and slammed into Pang Tong.

kill!

The furious Pang Tong roared into the sky, and charged against the sky against the sky, splitting the palm print of Qingyun ancestor with one knife.

The war started immediately, and the rumbling sound shook the world.

Because the movement was so loud that all the monks in the ancient city ran out to watch the play, and there was a lot of darkness. Genius one second to remember 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

However, what they didn't know was that Pang Tong was not Pang Tong at all, and Qingyun Patriarch was not Qingyun Patriarch at all.

So, who are they? It goes without saying that it is Ye Chen that bitch, Pang Tong is transformed by his Taoist body, Qingyun Patriarch is transformed by his deity, this bloody battle of chasing and killing is the big play he directed by meditation.

His purpose is very simple, that is, to provoke the contradiction between Zhengyang and Qingyun and divert their attention.

boom! boom! Boom!

The war is still going on, and the momentum is extraordinarily huge, attracting more people.

The ancestor of Qingyunzong, chased and killed the palace master of Zhengyangzong!

The news here, like growing wings, quickly spread throughout Southern Chu, which is exactly the effect Ye Chen wanted.

asshole!

In the main hall of Zhengyangzong, more than a dozen figures have been flying out one after another, each with murderous intent.

As early as last night, the report they received was that Qingyunzong and the Shangguan family had plotted against their two-hall army, so that there was no news of the two-hall army until now. Now that they know that Pang Tong has been hunted down again, that's a good thing.

"Only that slut, Ye Chen, can do such a cheap thing." In the hall of Hengyuezong, Huge Haiyu stroked his beard earnestly.

"Is it obvious that he is so provocative." On the side, Daoxuan Zhenren groaned, "Zhengyang Sect 80% will not believe it."

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter." Zhong Jiang smiled, "The grievances between the three sects have a long history, even if there is no provocation, Zhengyang and Qingyun will fight again sooner or later, take a step back, even if Zhengyang can see that They will make mistakes if they sow discord, which is a good reason to send troops."

"If this is not done, it will lead the war to Hengyuezong!" Hengyu Master said, wiping his beard.

"Are you sure that person used my appearance?" In the Qingyunzong hall, Qingyun's ancestor narrowed his eyes and looked at an elder below.

"Exactly."

"Who is doing the trick in the dark?" Qingyun Patriarch snorted coldly, "Obviously sowing discord."

"Bascheng is Hengyuezong, which is very much like Yin Zhiping's style of conduct."

"It's hard to say." Gongsun Zhi pondered, "Yin Zhiping was taken away by Ye Chen. We can't tell if he has been rescued now."

"Who's doing the trick, you can tell at a glance." Ancestor Qingyun said coldly, and walked out of the hall one step at a time, streaking toward the sky like a rainbow.