Hutan City, Longhu Mountain.

On Longhu Mountain, there is lush greenery. When the breeze blows, bursts of medicine will be heard.

No wonder, this Longhu Mountain is praised by the world as "Danshan".

At the top of Longhu Mountain, there are still wisps of blue smoke.

The green smoke overflowed from the alchemy furnace.

The Luotian Grand Ceremony is coming, and some martial arts sects have also sent people to come.

For example, the Wudang Sect came to Longhu Mountain early.

After climbing onto Feixiantai, Xia Qingsong breathed a deep sigh of relief. He had not climbed onto Feixiantai for nearly ten years.

I remember the first time I came to Longhu Mountain, it was Nanxian who brought him with me.

Standing on Feixiantai, overlooking the mountains, the mist was shrouded in fog, and the sounds of birds and beasts would be heard from time to time.

At this time, Ge Huang Zhenren was sitting cross-legged, with the whisk on his right hand hanging down, trembling with the wind.

Ge Huang's true man turned his back to Xia Qingsong and said indifferently: "Qingsong, you shouldn't have come to Longhu Mountain."

“Why?”

Xia Qingsong said with his hands behind his back and calmly.

Ge Huang Zhenren raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The enemy of Nanxian is like a crucian carp crossing the river. With your strength, you can't handle it at all."

Although this is the case, this statement came from Ge Huang's mouth, which actually made Xia Qingsong a little angry.

certainly!

What Xia Qingsong was angry about was not Ge Huang's words, but about his strength!

As Ge Huang said, when the battle was fought, Nanxian offended the entire Longhu Mountain.

Some celestial masters died of depression because of the Southern Immortal.

Fortunately, with the assistance of the Jindan, Xia Qingsong's strength has already entered the holy realm with half a step.

I believe that it won’t be long before Xia Qingsong will enter the holy realm and become a veritable martial arts master.

KAKAKAKA.

Xia Qingsong pinched her fists crisply and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Master Ge, I have my own sense of responsibility."

"Hey, although I am the head of Longhu Mountain, I can only turn a blind eye to something." As he spoke, a hint of helplessness flashed across Ge Huang's face.

The so-called high places are cold!

When he reaches the realm of Ge Huang, there are some mundane things that he cannot participate in!

after all!

There is a deep hatred between this Longhu Mountain and the Wudang Sect!

To put it bluntly, it is the battle between martial arts and magic!

This is somewhat similar to the Buddhist dispute between Putuo Mountain and Shaolin Temple!

Pick!

As he was talking, he saw disciples wearing white Taoist robes, holding magic swords, hurried forward!

The leader is thin, has a skeleton-like face, drooping bags in his eyes, and his eyebrows are actually three-point similar to the soul-conquering master Yuchi De.

This person is named Yuchi Feng, who is the elder of Longhu Mountain who teaches the Tiger Demon. He is known as the "Ghost Tiger Taoist".

There are rumors that Yuchi Feng is proficient in a body technique called "ghosting technique", which can hide his body in the other party's shadow, which is very strange.

Moreover, this person is the biological son of the soul-summoning Heavenly Master Yuchi De.

Back then, when Wudang Mountain and Longhu Mountain were fighting, Yuchi De's uncle was defeated by Nanxian and finally died of depression.

"Ghost Tiger Taoist Yuchi Feng?"

"It seems that this person is not good at the visitor."

"Huh? Who is the dwarf standing next to Yuchi Feng?"

"Dwarf? Where? Why can't I see it?"

"It's that little bean!"

While speaking, a disciple of the Wudang Sect pointed at a man less than three feet tall, and a hint of doubt seemed to flash in his eyes.

Little bean diced?!

undoubtedly!

These three words are extremely insulting!

The dwarf standing beside Yuchi Feng is called Sa Qingfeng, who is the elder of the Longhu Mountain Punishment Hall. His father is Sa Shoutu, a famous Fenglei Tianshi in Longhu Mountain.

As the Wudang Sect disciple said, Sa Qingfeng was just a little bean, less than three feet tall, with an old look on his face. There was a fiery red birthmark on his right face.

"presumptuous!"

"Do you dare to humiliate me, Sa Qingfeng?!"

As soon as Sa Qingfeng raised his hand, he saw a flame, like a magic whip, entangling the throat of the Wudang disciple.

Under the control of Sa Qingfeng, the body of the Wudang disciples slowly flew up and finally floated in the air of Feixiantai.

"Ah, help...help!"

The Wudang disciple covered his neck and shouted in horror.

Xia Qingsong turned his head violently and shouted coldly: "Sa Qingfeng, you are arrogant!"

Crackling!

Xia Qingsong waved his sleeves and saw a purple arc shot out, forcing Sa Qingfeng back!

The moment Sa Qingfeng was forced to retreat, the Wudang disciple softened and fell heavily to the ground.

"Hurry up... and carry it down to treat."

"Hiss, what a terrible fire poison technique."

"Yes, if the head of the sect hadn't taken action in time, maybe the senior brother would have already died of fire poison."

At Xia Qingsong's instructions, some Wudang disciples helped the injured disciple down.

From beginning to end, Ge Huang did not express his opinion, nor even said anything.

This is not to say that Ge Huang is cold-blooded, but because he cannot stop him.

Anyway, this is just a contest between peers.

Besides, Sa Qingfeng did not kill him.

Pick.

Sa Qingfeng took a few steps back and shouted in horror: "Half-step holy realm?"

"Hmph, Sa Qingfeng, twenty years ago, I could beat you all over the ground for your teeth, and now it's the same!" As he spoke, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across Xia Qingsong's face.

When he was young, Xia Qingsong had many people to make appointments.

Like the Sa Qingfeng in front of me, three ribs were broken by Xia Qingsong's palm.

Until today, when it rains, there will be bursts of tingling pain in Sa Qingfeng's chest.

Sa Qingfeng's face turned red and he shouted angrily: "I, Sa Qingfeng, are no longer Wuxia Amon!"

"Haha, in my Xia Qingsong's eyes, you Sa Qingfeng will always be a defeated general!" As he spoke, purple arcs appeared in Xia Qingsong's palm.

This is the Wudang Sect’s sect’s sect’s mastery!

Five Thunder Heavenly Sound Palm!

This palm technique is known for its majestic and domineering power. When a palm falls, it will be like five thunders slamming the top, which is very terrifying!

Looking at the purple arc in Xia Qingsong's palm, Sa Qingfeng whispered: "Senior Brother Yuchi, why not let's go together, right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Junior Brother Sa, don't forget that your Sa family's thriller skills are unique!" As he spoke, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Yuchi Feng's mouth.

Shocking?!

indeed!

This magic can make people lose their minds instantly!

At that time, Yuchi Feng can take action and injure Xia Qingsong in an instant!

Unfortunately, before Sa Qingfeng could attack, a black shadow fell steadily on the Feixian Platform, stepping on his sky spirit cover.

The man was wearing a black robe and a black mask. When he landed on the ground, he saw strands of red flames emerging under his feet.

The flames rushed towards Sa Qingfeng, Yuchi Feng and others like floods.

Tang Long said coldly with his body on his back: "Those who offend me Wudang will be punished even if they are far away!"
Chapter completed!