Chapter 717: Five Beggars

On the endless sea, a small boat with several figures sitting is leisurely sailing towards Penglai Island.

The commander of the guard suddenly frowned, every year on the day of the sting, Penglai Island is closed for seven days, in order to comfort the soul of the deceased in the sky, no ship is allowed to pass, all business and trade exchanges are strictly prohibited, and no trade is allowed within Penglai Island.

This ban was acceptable to the monks at first, but after eighty years of complaining, they only dared to criticize when no one was around, and they still did not dare to criticize in writing.

Before and after the sting, there was no ship within 3,000 miles of Penglai Sea, the fundamental reason is that the owner of Penglai Island is already one of the strongest people in the world, who dares to offend?

But on such an important day as today, there were ships coming from afar in the sea area that should have been blocked, and the face of the commander of the guard sank, and he directly judged the future as a provocation, and if he came to mourn, he should have been seven days in advance to show his sincerity and respect for the deceased.

The commander's lieutenant said in a deep voice, "My lord, have you informed the ......Lord of Xiufeng Island?"

"Not necessarily. The commander said coldly: "There is no need to trouble the island owner for some small things, all the staff are on guard and take down the people." ”

"Commanded. ”

The three turtle boats broke through the wind and waves and rushed towards the small boat, and the monks on the small boat didn't even react, they couldn't see it really from too far away, but the commander was angry in his heart, and there were few monks who dared to ignore the Penglai Warship Immortal Realm, so few monks were so bold, could it be a visitor from the west?

There are two kinds of guests, one is a close friend, and the other is a villain, and the strength that can face Penglai directly is only Confucianism and the Nine Demon Sect.

The Commander was about to tighten his defenses, when he thought that the three turtle ships suddenly turned backwards, a few points faster than before, and the small boat also began to accelerate, rippling ripples that knocked the hull several feet away, as if speeding in parallel.

"Bastard thing. The commander was furious, Lao Tzu didn't let you arrest people to escort you, and he gradually saw the monks on the ship, these people were ragged, unkempt, and had no breath to leak out, he suddenly froze, this kind of strong man who returned to the basics was only afraid that he was not under the master of Xiufeng Island.

The commander hurriedly strengthened his defense, stepped on the dock with a heavy halberd in his hand, and swore to hold those powerful monks who looked like beggars, but the next scene made him dumbfounded, the forbidden space of Penglai Island seemed to be invalid, and the five people directly took off into the air, spanning dozens of miles of sea, and landed on the dock lightly, and even the turtle boat was left far behind.

The commander was even more shocked in his heart, in his cognition, the monk who could ignore the forbidden space realm and fly freely was the only one who had passed away, and there were five of them today......

"Stop!"

The commander shouted, knowing that he was not an opponent, he was not timid, but immediately stepped forward with a heavy halberd in his hand, and the black-pressed guards behind him quickly rushed over, no matter what, he could not let people of unknown origin board Penglai Island to disturb the venue.

The commander also thought that if the five weirdos turned a deaf ear, he would die in his duties, and what made him dumbfounded was that one of the weirdos brushed aside the messy hair that blocked his facial features, revealing a prosperous face that captivated the country and the city, he was so excited that he almost fainted, and the other four also shook their hair strangely, and everyone's face was facing the picture flashing in the sky one by one.

A lewd old man shouted dissatisfiedly, "Hey, didn't you say this is your house, why don't you let us in?"

The beautiful and thrilling nun smiled: "It's good that I am so embarrassed that they didn't cut me up." ”

She looked sideways at the leader and said, "Well, your name is Fan Yuquan, right? I'm here to attend my own funeral, don't you have to stop?"

The commander hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said, "Humble Fan is limited to welcome the island master back." ”

The other guards also saw their faces clearly, their expressions were extremely excited, and they bowed down and sang in unison: "Welcome back to the island master!"

The people who came were Jing Yao, Fu Hui, Yue Qitian, Liu Xuanjin and Gui Shan Yu.

Jing Yao shook off her sleeves and said, "Remove those white flags, and hold a funeral without looking for the corpses, I doubt Huang Xiufeng's intentions." ”

"That's right. "It's unlucky, we're all still alive......"

The leader shook his body, his excitement was incomprehensible, the white flag of Penglai Sandao was fluttering, of course it was unlucky for people to die, he roared: "The island owner has an order, cut the flag!"

"Trouble!"

Liu Xuanjin blinked, and the thousands of white flags suddenly swelled up, turning into towering giant trees in an instant, straight into the sky, but the white flags had disappeared.

But at the same time, an indifferent and cold voice shouted: "Who is making the time!" The voice was like a thousand swords in unison, cold to the bone, and the green trees quickly froze, which showed the extent of anger.

The three figures attacked in no particular order, and they were able to strangle the Mahayana monks with their momentum alone.

"Not bad. Fleur commented: "If the three of them were there back then, we should have saved a lot of effort, right?"

These words were asked to Jing Yao, but Yue Qitian rushed to say: "The sound is like a cold winter, the momentum is like a broken bamboo, the sword qi is cold, the wind is surging and the wind is rushing, plus a touch of piano rhyme, I seem to have returned to the ice and snow world." ”

Jing Yao smiled silently, looking at the three people who were glaring at each other, and couldn't help laughing, Liu Xuanjin and the other dead trees that were cultivated were growing in spring, and it was easy.

However, everyone thought that several of them were dead, and the reaction of Lin Tianxing and the three of them was reasonable, they were usually in a bad mood when they mourned, and they couldn't be angry when they were suddenly provoked.

Lin Tianxing's three of them were furious, but they could see that the troublemaker was Jing Yao, who had been 'dead' for many years, and his eyes suddenly widened, Huang Xiufeng even pinched his cheeks, grinning in pain, and he thought he was dreaming.

After Lin Tianxing was stunned, he shouted with an angry face: "Who are you?"

He couldn't believe that Jing Yao, who had disappeared for eighty years, suddenly appeared, the sinking of the Sword Sect's hometown and the surging wind, how could the five people who sacrificed their lives to feed the tiger stand in front of him alive, and the familiar smiling face and habitual movements made Lin Tianxing even more angry.

The secular world has a disguise technique, and the immortal cultivation world also has a heavenly face spectrum, and the demon cultivation has reached a certain level, what is the difficulty of transfiguring the appearance of others?

Jing Yao laughed evilly and said, "Ancestor Fuhui, he said that you are an impostor. ”

Fu Hui laughed, waved her hand, and the purple, blue, green, and black four fairy swords flashed out of thin air, clicked a few crisp sounds, and inserted them on the ground: "The cultivation is good, the brain is not very good, then the grandson came to check the authenticity." ”

Lin Tianxing's eyes widened, not because Fu Hui called her grandson, and called his grandson Lin Tianxing by Fu Yuan's seniority, he was surprised that the four divine blades, people can cheat, but the sword will not deceive people, the sword is real, of course people are also real.

Lin Tianxing's cold face, which had not changed for ten thousand years, twitched vigorously, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You bastard......"