Chapter 1787 (1/2)

Now in the small bamboo forest above Qifeng mountain, the sight of a little green among the ten thousand flowers makes Liu Mingchuan feel a little confused.

Those mysterious women in white, Liu Ming, have been used to it, but this mysterious middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the woman in white feels strange. Obviously, these two groups of people are incompatible, but they mingle with each other in this small bamboo forest. Liu Mingchuan does not know what lies in it.

Originally, the mysterious middle-aged man seemed to have noticed the trace of liumingzhuan, but at this moment, the deputy leader of Baihua palace suddenly killed him and blocked a shot for Liu Mingchuan.

With the appearance of the deputy leader of the hundred flowers palace, the atmosphere in the bamboo forest has become strange.

When the women in white saw the vice palace master, they all looked respectful. They knelt on one knee and said, ”see the vice palace master!”

In the whole bamboo forest, only the mysterious middle-aged man remained motionless, and his eyes were filled with disdain and contemplation.

Until the Deputy palace master came to him, the man sneered and said, ”who should I be? It's you.”

After that, he looked up at the empty back of the vice leader of the hundred flowers palace, and then said, ”eh, our vice Lord didn't go to catch the master of Ye's family. How come he came back so alone?”

Obviously, this middle-aged man's words are full of sarcasm.

However, just before the smile on his face was completely closed, suddenly a chill came from the bamboo forest. The sword light was shining between the electric lights and flints, blooming from the deputy leader of the hundred flowers palace, and then directly attacked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was stunned at first, and then his eyes were full of anger. Suddenly, the whole man jumped into the air and immediately avoided the attack of the vice palace master.

However, at the moment, the bamboo grove behind the middle-aged man collapsed under the sword. The scene was quite sharp.

When he fell down again, the middle-aged man's face became angry and yelled: ”Dugu Jieyu, what are you doing? Are you crazy? You actually hit me.”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man began to exude a different breath. Liu Mingchuan, who was hiding in the side, could not be more familiar with it. It was the power of Dao and Qi refined by Taoist monks.

All of a sudden, Liu Mingchuan felt a little frightened and inexplicable.

”What a powerful force of Dao and Qi, who is this man?”

The power of Dao and Qi is a pure power that can only be cultivated by Taoist monks after a certain stage. This kind of power is different from the internal power of martial arts practitioners and other practitioners. This pure power can only be reflected in the pure Taoist practitioners.

It is said that once the power of Dao and Qi is great to a certain extent, it can also move mountains and fill the sea, and attract ghosts and spirits.

In the bamboo grove at the moment, the Deputy palace master of Baihua palace, who was called Dugu Jieyu by a middle-aged man, seemed to be totally indifferent to the power of Qi. The sword in her hand pointed at each other like this, and then laughed scornfully.

”Hum, it's just a small skill. Don't forget that no matter how you do, it's just the realm of Diyuan, and I'm the realm of Tianyuan...”