While shouting, he ran to Venerable Sique, the comical appearance made everyone on and off the stage dumbfounded.Check it out, the clothes are disheveled, the gray-headed face is running away, how can there be any majesty of being a venerable?

When Si Queyi, who was fighting Xuanyuan Mo Ze, heard this, he turned his head and glared: "I can't take care of myself anymore, I can't take care of you!"

"Let's join hands! First take Feng Jiu off the stage, and then clean up Xuanyuan Moze!" Mu Xin suggested.

"Well, that's a good idea." Feng Jiu, who was chasing from behind, said with a smile, and looked at Mu Xin and said, "Kick you off the stage first, and then clean up the four."

When Sique heard, the two swords in his hand blocked Xuanyuan Moze’s Xuanyuan Sword. He quickly retreated, and at the same time he pulled Mu Xin to his side. He looked at the two standing together with a breath of breath, looking from Xuanyuan Mo. The sword in Ze's hand passed by and fell on Feng Jiu's body: "Feng Jiu, you..." Before he could finish his words, Feng Jiu interrupted.

"As a disciple, you can't call the master's name directly." Feng Jiu's eyes turned, and the corners of his lips curled up at the two of them: "Otherwise, we as masters, but we need to re-train and train. You can do it."

"you you!"

The two of them were so angry that there was smoke above their heads. If they changed to the usual usual times, who would dare to talk back to them so impudently?As long as they sink their faces, all the disciples underneath must bow their heads obediently and respectfully.

But now, Feng Jiu, I just saw them today, but they have been mad at them for a few times. The most damning thing is that the two of them are not good at quarreling. When she says it, they often say no in half a sentence. Coming out, only suffocating the anger.

Mu Xin, who came to Sique, took a breath. After calming down, he stared at Feng Jiu and said, "Don't be proud, I haven't tried my best to fight with you, and I will... why do you suddenly Let's go!"

His face changed, his expression was panicked and surprised. Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jiu, who was standing in front of him about ten meters away from him, suddenly attacked him with a sword in his hand.

The fierce Jian Gang breath entrained the cyan light, and the flame jumping at the tip of the sword made him swallow involuntarily. Thinking of his majesty, he was beaten by Feng Jiu a little bit afraid of her. Go out, what face does he have to meet people?

At the moment, he also showed his weapon to greet him. The two swords collided, and sparks burst out with a clanging clang. At the same time, Sique also greeted him, attacking Feng Jiu from the left and right with a fierce attack, trying to get her first. Take down the stage and deal with Xuanyuan Mo Ze.

Seeing the two men attacking Feng Jiu, Xuanyuan Moze gave a cold snort, and the black figure joined the battle in a flash. The four fought on the stage, and the figures flicked and reflected from the sword, and the air blades came from the stage. When they attacked, some attacked the venerable who was sitting on the stage, and some also attacked the younger brother below the stage. They were scared to cry and burst into cold sweat.

During the battle, Mu Xin and Sique only felt a powerful pressure suddenly attacked from Xuanyuan Moze and Feng Jiu, covering them, the pressure that shocked the soul, At that moment, their movements were stagnant, and for a while, they only knew that with two heavy blows, the two of them were kicked directly from the stage to the stage...