The Way of the Immortal Master

Meng Zhang put on this posture, that is, there is no room for negotiation at all.

Sun Sheng stopped talking nonsense with him, shouted angrily, and took the initiative to attack him.

Sun Sheng is only at the beginning of Yuanshen's cultivation, but he is not afraid of Meng Zhang at all.

The gap between the early and middle stages of Yuanshen is not irreparable.

Brilliant cultivation methods, excellent magic weapons, rich combat experience...all can be challenged by leaps and bounds, and the weak can defeat the strong.

At any rate, Sun Shengdu can be regarded as an official lineage monk of the Dali Dynasty. Whether it is the cultivation methods or the means of fighting the enemy, they are far superior to the general practice sect inheritance.

When he attacked Feng Baofeng and the others before, he didn't even sacrifice the magic weapon, and he didn't show any real skills at all.

Now facing a master of the same level as Shang Mengzhang, of course he will not be careless, let alone have any reservations.

I saw Sun Shengdu raised a big long knife, and with great force, slashed at Meng Zhang viciously.

With the slash of the big long knife, the power of the avenue was mobilized, and the whole world seemed to be trembling.

"You monks in the army, the ones who practice the most are the Dao of Strength and the Dao of Slaughter."

Meng Zhang commented casually, and then acted calmly.

The Jinghong Sword flew into the air, turned into a strand, and rolled towards the big long knife.

Wang Xibei, who was also very dissatisfied with Meng Zhang, sighed, "Sect Master Meng, you really don't know what to do, and you just made a fool of yourself."

While talking, he also secretly made a move.

He threw a book, which scattered in the air.

Countless pages of books fell from the sky and turned into a huge cage, trying to trap Meng Zhang in it.

The sun and moon jewel above Meng Zhang's head shone brightly, and the endless sun and moon divine light sprayed out, blocking the cage in the distance.

Wang Beibei and Sun Sheng are both monks in the early stage of Yuanshen. The combination of the two seems not weak, but Meng Zhang can block them without even showing his hole cards.

Meng Zhang helped Feng Baofeng and the others get ahead because he wanted to befriend the five criminal guards. There is also no need for him to fight with other Yuanshen monks forever.

As long as they are tightly entangled and they are not allowed to trouble Feng Baofeng and the others, Meng Zhang will be satisfied.

Qin Canmou never made a move, and seemed to want to persuade the fight.

However, he hesitated for a moment, stomped his feet, and was about to leave here voluntarily, as if he didn't want to cause trouble.

Among the three Primordial Spirit True Monarchs, Qin Canmou was the one Meng Zhang feared the most.

This is not only because he is the only mid-stage Yuanshen monk among the three, but also because he seems to be covered in a layer of fog, and Meng Zhang always feels a little bit unable to see through him.

He did not join the battle, but left directly, and Meng Zhang was also slightly relieved.

However, Feng Baofeng didn't know whether he was determined or he really didn't know what to do.

Sun Shengdu made a random move just now, which made him suffer a lot.

Not only did he fail to learn a lesson from it, but when he saw that Qin Canmou was about to leave, he went up to stop him desperately.

As soon as Qin Canmou flew into the sky, Feng Baofeng roared like a mad tiger and rushed over.

Seeing Feng Baofeng's crazy look, Qin Canmou was a little puzzled, he didn't seem to have dealt with this guy before, why did he have such a stalking posture?

After all, Feng Baofeng was also a Golden Core cultivator, and Qin Canmou couldn't ignore Feng Baofeng who rushed over so desperately.

Qin Canmou didn't want to cause trouble, and he couldn't let Feng Baofeng bump into him.

With a flick of his hand, an irresistible force surged in, knocking Feng Baofeng away.

Qin Canmou asked himself that he had shown mercy. Feng Baofeng should not be hurt.

After knocking Feng Baofeng into the air, no one can stop Qin Canmou anymore.

He continued to fly high into the sky, and he was about to break out of this blockade.

At this moment, a clear voice came from below the sky.

"It's really courageous to stop my five criminal guards from carrying out their official duties."

Then, there were several loud noises in the air, mixed with Qin Canmou's roar of shock and anger: "I didn't hurt any of you five criminal guards, I just want to get out of here..."

Before Qin Canmou finished speaking, the roar stopped abruptly, and then there was no sound in the air.

Meng Zhang and the others, who were fighting, immediately stopped, stepped back one after another, and put on a posture as if they were facing a big enemy.

Although they seemed to be having a lively fight just now, they didn't fight with all their strength, and everyone had reservations.

They all saw what happened to Qin Canmou after flying high into the sky.

At this time, they have no intention of continuing to fight.

They didn't make them wait for a long time. A moment later, a tall man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a resolute face, holding Qin Canmou in one hand, fell from the sky and landed on top of everyone.

Looking at the messy scene below, the man had a look of displeasure on his face.

With his empty hand, he pressed lightly on the bottom, and immediately a huge invisible force was born, engulfing the entire blocked place.

Originally, those cultivators from all walks of life who were fighting with the five criminal guards suddenly felt a mountain-like pressure on their bodies.

The tremendous pressure made them unable to resist, and even unable to struggle.

They were crushed to the ground one by one, unable to move.

With just one blow, there is such power and influence that the faces of the three primordial gods present all changed.

Meng Zhang couldn't help sighing in his heart: The great monks in the late Yuanshen period are really extraordinary. This kind of method is light, without the slightest smoke and fire, and I am far behind. Not to mention, Qin Canmou, a mid-stage Yuanshen monk, was easily captured alive before.

Meng Zhang had long recognized the man who appeared later.

He is Han Yao, Minister of Dali Temple in the Dali Dynasty.

Both Sun Shengdu and Wang Xibei were not uninformed people, and they also recognized this famous monk who was almost unknown in the Dali Dynasty.

Originally relying on their own cultivation and status, they were a little bit complacent, but now they are silent like cicadas, like frightened quails.

The shadow of a famous tree, no matter how much they yelled before, now Han Yao is in front of him, they will never dare to show any disrespect.

Feng Baofeng, who had been knocked into the air, struggled to stand up and saluted with his subordinates.

"I've seen my lord, and my subordinates are incompetent. Only by asking your lord to take action can the incident be calmed down."

Han Yao nodded to Feng Baofeng.

"Don't be too polite, you did a good job."

Then, Han Yao looked at the three Yuanshen monks present.

Taking a look at Qin Canmou, who was held by Han Yao in his hand, and the three of them, including Meng Zhang, felt a little guilty.

Especially Sun Shengdu, who was the first to take the initiative, had a nervous expression on his face, for fear that Han Yao would take him to the knife.

Han Yao could easily kill him on the spot, and he could easily settle the matter afterwards without leaving any future troubles.

As a victim, he couldn't find anyone who would stand up for him to offend Han Yao, the great monk who was in the limelight in the Dali Dynasty.