I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

"Senior, you misunderstood..." The middle-aged man from the Perak Sect was full of panic.

Wu Qiong and other members of the Perak School were extremely surprised and couldn't believe it.

Mr. Wu Yun smiled and pointed casually.

Black clouds surrounded the opponent.

The middle-aged man was trapped in the cloud and suffocated.

He was extremely tenacious, and endured for a long time, until he was sure that he would die if he continued, and finally he couldn't hold back.

The man shouted loudly, and his figure seemed to turn into a black shadow, rushing out of the clouds.

"Chang'an lives up to its reputation."

When it landed again, the person's appearance, appearance and voice had all changed.

Wu Qiong stared wide-eyed, looking at his familiar junior, he turned into a completely different person.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he remembered a legend circulating in the rivers and lakes: "Dark Pavilion, Phantom!"

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that in the Mingguang Pavilion of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, that is, the dark pavilion, there is a master named Phantom, who is proficient in the art of disguise and disguise, and even controls the changes of his own flesh and bones, and can even change his body shape.

It's just that before, everyone in the Perak Sect never thought that such a thing would happen beside them.

"Where is Junior Brother He?" Someone shouted.

The phantom couldn't go away, and Chen Jiezhi was blocking his way.

But the opponent he cared most about was always the old man in black who had seen through his whereabouts.

Phantom turned a deaf ear to the cries of the people in the Thunderbolt sect.

Chen Jiezhi opened his mouth slowly: "As far as I know, those who were impersonated by phantoms have all been killed."

The phantom on the opposite side only smiled slightly when he heard the words, but still didn't answer, thinking about how to escape.

Everyone in the Perak Sect felt grief and indignation.

Wu Qiong was the first to regain her composure, and bowed to Mr. Wu Yun:

"I have betrayed the trust of my seniors. I was deceived by traitors and lured wolves into my house. I hope that seniors will forgive me. This beast has harmed my fellow sects. This sect will not live with it!"

"Who is loyal and who is traitor, the old man will know for himself."

Mr. Wu Yun's tone was as calm as ever: "If not, you can still stand here?"

As soon as the Thunderbolt Sect and his party stepped into the coverage area of ​​the system, Zhang Dongyun sensed that something was wrong.

Among a group of warriors from the third and fourth realms, there was actually a sixth-level fighter hidden.

At first, he thought it was some old ancestor of the Thunderbolt Sect, or some kind of reclusive expert like the old senior came out of the mountain.

But the system immediately prompts that this is an intruder.

However, everyone in the Perak Sect was also kept in the dark by the other party and did not know about it.

At this time, it was heard that Mr. Wu Yun would not classify them and Phantom into one party, Wu Qiong and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

But everyone was dripping with cold sweat.

In their minds, the old man in black in front of them became more moody and unfathomable.

Just now, they deliberately found fault and turned against Wang Zhen Guan, which made them feel absurd and incomprehensible.

Now the eyes are like a torch, and it is amazing to break through the phantom's disguise in one sentence.

The interaction between the two made it impossible for them to figure out what Mr. Wu Yun was thinking.

Could it be that there are other mysteries in the unforgetable truth at the moment?

Wu Qiong was thinking in her heart while looking at the phantom over there.

At this moment, Phantom has already handed over Chen Jiezhi.

One of the two sides is weird and changeable, and the other is open and closed. For a while, neither can do anything to the other.

Although the phantom is good at speed changes, ordinary warriors with the sixth level of martial arts cultivation can't stand a random punch or kick.

He was meticulous about the changes in his body's qi and blood, imitating a member of the Thunderbolt sect in the third realm, so it was naturally difficult for Wu Qiong and others to see the flaws.

Right now, he has no intention of entangled with Chen Jiezhi, he only wants to use his own speed and body skills to break through and leave.

But Chen Jiezhi unfolded his Great Wind and Cloud Palm, and the hurricane roared and swept across the four directions, enveloping the Phantom in all directions.

Phantom also had to be careful of the old man in black, he couldn't get away for a while.

But at the same time, a bright light suddenly lit up outside the city.

A huge canopy flew out from the spirit of Tang Chi, the elder of Wangzhen Temple, and covered their heads.

The terrifying rain of blood that the blood shadow old devil dropped was immediately blocked by the umbrella cover.

The canopy shone brilliantly and kept spinning in mid-air.

Clouds like silk ribbons hung down from the canopy, and then spun and danced together.

Dense clouds quickly formed, suspended in mid-air, supporting the sea of ​​blood above.

"It is one of the three magic weapons in the legend of Wangzhen Temple, Yunluo Huagai!"

Cao Feng exclaimed.

The disciples of the Hanshan School have lived under the shadow of Wangzhen Temple for a long time, and they have heard the name of Wangzhen Temple's most precious name for a long time since they were young.

Cao Feng had witnessed Yunluo Huagai with his own eyes when he represented the Hanshan Sect to give gifts to Wangzhen Temple in the past, so he couldn't help but blurt out.

In the sea of ​​blood, the old devil snorted coldly.

Then, a blood phoenix rushed out of the blood-red sea.

The blood phoenix fluttered its wings, and immediately a more filthy and more sinister rain of blood fell.

The thick clouds were also pierced by the torrential rain.

The clouds parted, revealing again the shimmering canopy of clouds.

The umbrella cover was stained by the blood rain, and stains appeared immediately, and the light was much dimmed.

Tang Chi, the elder of Wangzhenguan, tried his best to urge his mana.

The cloud canopy rotated rapidly, and the brilliance danced along with it, purifying part of the smudges caused by the blood rain.

But then, it was immediately covered with more blood.

One of the two sides is polluting and the other is purifying, temporarily falling into a see-saw state.

However, the speed at which the blood water contaminates the canopy is significantly faster.

However, with the help of the cover of the magic weapon, the spectators fled quickly.

In the forest outside the city, there is another ecstasy watchman, guarding an old Taoist priest who seems to be sleeping.

The old Taoist was exactly what Tang Chi looked like, and it was his physical body.

Some warriors in Chang'an City searched mountains and forests and found this way.

But Tang Chi has the same guardian in his physical body, and everyone can't get close for a while.

Tang Chi hurried back here with other fellow students.

The blood shadow old devil was furious and chased after him, but was blocked by Yunluohuagai.

Seeing that Wangzhenguan and his group were about to get away, in the city of Chang'an, suddenly there was an ethereal and majestic voice:

"Dawdling."

In two simple words, it is called the blood shadow old devil outside the city, and Mr. Wu Yun inside the city is shocked at the same time.

"Your Majesty forgive me."

Mr. Wu Yun's figure flashed immediately, and he appeared behind the phantom.

He put his hand on the opponent's shoulder.

The phantom, which was flexible and changeable like a ghost, stopped immediately.

Then, an irresistible huge force came from its shoulders.

Phantom had no room to resist, and was knelt on the ground by Mr. Wu Yun with one hand on the spot.

The blood shadow old devil outside the city also got angry, the blood phoenix flew up, landed on the cloud canopy, and directly stretched out its claws to grab it.

The old Taoist priest under the magic weapon exerted all his breastfeeding strength, desperately trying to hold the Yunluo Huagai still, preventing the blood shadow old demon from tearing it open.

The figures of the two sides paused strangely in mid-air, falling into a stalemate wrestling.

At this moment, the clouds hanging down from the canopy suddenly changed.

Tang Chi was shocked to find that he and Yun Luohua Gai had lost control of the aura.

The cloud condensed into a big hand in midair.

With a flip of the palm, no matter if it was Old Blood Shadow or Wang Zhen Guan, they were all blown away.

Before Tang Chi could react, he was taken into the palm of his hand.

On the other side, where his physical body was, there was also a giant hand of cloud and mist.

The disciples of Wangzhen Temple who protected him were thrown away in astonishment.

Tang Chi's body fell into the hands of the second giant.

Next, the two giant clouds and mist hands suddenly closed in the middle and clapped!