However, just when the battle between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out. At the foot of Yunyang Mountain, there is another old man who came out of nowhere.

His expression was cold, his strength was as sharp as a knife, and as soon as he appeared, he slammed out a palm and hit Feng Qianchen.

Zhenyuan roared, and the momentum was fierce.

It was as if Mount Tai smashed on, hit hard, and in the blink of an eye, it flew instantly.

Feng Qianchen was startled and hurriedly swung his sword to block.

Boom!

Swords collide.

The fierce wind was as hard as a knife, and it shook Feng Qianchen a few steps away.

"Hongmen Demon Girl, dare to mess with my Huaxia, and she will be arrested if she is not restrained!"

Jun Bai burst into shouts, but his voice was as powerful as thunder, and it exploded under Yunyang Mountain.

Receiving his palm, Feng Qianchen burst back again and again, and his body was even more deficient in qi and blood, and he took a few deep breaths before suppressing it.

Feng Qianchen stood there, his beautiful eyes full of coldness.

Feng Qianchen didn't speak, just looked coldly at the old man who suddenly came. The long sword that was slowly lifted in his hand was Feng Qianchen's response to it.

At this time, Du Zhong and Yun Shan also rushed over, looking at the Hongmen woman in front of them, and between their eyebrows, there was also a strong killing intent.

Between Hongmen and Huaxia, there is already a deep feud in the sea of blood. What's more, yesterday, the young master of Hongmen openly provoked the supreme martial arts of Huaxia, seriously injured the sword saint, and there was nowhere to spread new hatred and old hatred. Now this sudden appearance of Feng Qianchen has undoubtedly become a punching bag for Huaxia martial arts to take revenge on Hongmen.

"Hongmen Demon Girl, you messed with my Huaxia and seriously injured the Sword Saint, and you still dare to trespass on my Huaxia land?"

"Is it true that I Huaxia will take your Hongmen?"

Yun Shan and Du Zhong were angry and coldly reprimanded.

Jun Bai was already impatient: "Don't talk nonsense with her, the people of Hongmen, catch it first!"

The words fell, and the energy surged, and Jun Bai immediately pounced. Du Zhong and Yun Shan did not hesitate at all, they showed their strengths and feet, and they also followed.

The three of them surrounded Feng Qianchen, or fists, palms, or legs. With the momentum of all directions, Feng Qianchen was surrounded and did not let her have the slightest possibility of escaping.

After cutting off Feng Qianchen's retreat, a storm-like offensive immediately poured out.

Du Zhong punched a backhand and fell with a bang.

Feng Qianchen's beautiful eyes were wrinkled, and with a flash of sword light, he slashed towards Du Zhong's arms.

However, just as Feng Qianchen took out his sword, Yun Shan behind him clenched his fists with both hands, the wind was howling, and his fists were surging, smashing at Feng Qianchen's back.

Feng Qianchen was startled and hurriedly dodged sideways.

"Hide, can you hide?"

Jun Bai smiled coldly, he stood in the void, his five fingers stretched out, his fingers bent into claws, and then he burst into a shout.

"Dragonclaw!"

Like a tiger pounced, a sharp paw print pierced the sky, so fast that it almost brought a sonic boom.

is worthy of being the eighth grandmaster on the grandmaster list, and with this full force, it completely shows the power of the grandmaster.

The momentum is like a tide, and the wind is exploding!

Then he faced Feng Qianchen and clawed fiercely.

Feng Qianchen was embattled, and after narrowly escaping the attacks of Yunshan and Du Zhong, he couldn't hide in the face of Jun Bai's grandmaster's might.

Hearing only a stabbing sound, the red vest on Feng Qianchen's body was torn in an instant.

On his right arm, he tore out five majestic paw prints. The sleeves of his coat were reduced to pieces, and with crimson blood, they slowly fell. A snow-white green lotus root arm was immediately exposed between heaven and earth.

On the skin that seemed to be condensed and jade, those few red blood stains were so vivid and dazzling.

Boom!

Another one, slamming into Feng Qianchen's chest.

Poof!

Blood flew sideways, and the huge force dragged the girl's delicate body, and then flew down from Yunyang Mountain like a kite with a broken line, and finally smashed down on the hard stone face.

The piercing pain swept through her entire heart, Feng Qianchen's delicate body trembled, and blood flowed down the corners of her mouth. She tried hard to stand up, she didn't look at Yunshan, nor at Junbai, but turned around, raised her head, and looked at the magnificent Yunyang Immortal Mountain in front of her.

She used the last strength of her body, shed tears, and shouted angrily: "Chu... Chu Yun, I, Feng Qianchen, even if I die in Huaxia, I look down on you!"

What kind of voice was that, with endless sorrow and strong anger, pouring out of the mouth of the girl whose face was covered with blood and tears.

The heavy blow on her body made her unable to hold on after all.

With tears in the corners of his eyes, Feng Qianchen smiled sadly, shook his delicate body, and fell under Yunyang Mountain.

In order to save Yuqi, this girl who crossed the sea to the east did not see Chu Yun, but was seriously injured by the strong man of Huaxia on the side of Yunyang Mountain, and could not afford to be unconscious.

"Hongmen Demon Girl, dare to break into my Huaxia?"

"It's really looking for death!"

"Bring it back, bring it back to the Supreme Martial Arts, and accept the martial arts trial!"

Jun Bai drank coldly, and then with a wave of his robe, he rushed back to Huaxia with Feng Qianchen.

No one knows what kind of fate awaits Feng Qianchen.

Here, Yunyang Immortal Mountain still stands quietly.

The majestic mountain, the straight backbone, is like a piercing sword, pointing straight to the nine heavens.

At the dome, a rich aura lingers. The 100-meter-tall Buddha is even more towering into the clouds, and the verses on it are written by dragons and snakes, and even magnificent.

Under the Big Buddha, the Lingyu Hot Spring flows slowly, and the sound of gurgling water can be faintly heard.

And in the depths of that spiritual spring, there was an extremely faint aura, slowly getting stronger.

It was like a huge whirlpool, frantically absorbing the essence spiritual power between heaven and earth.

No one knows what will happen here when this whirlpool is filled.

At this time, there are still seven days left until the seventh day of the seventh month!

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New York.

Hongmen.

A handsome young man, but carrying a seven-foot long knife on his back, walked slowly.

After a month, Qin Jiuge returned to Hongmen.

When he left, he was unknown, and no one in the world knew the nine songs.

When he returned, he was already famous all over the world, and everyone in the world knew the nine songs.

On the top of Wuji Mountain, the cold wind is bleak. Qin Jiu Ge walked with a knife on his back, dressed in a gray robe, but in the wind, hunting sounded.

"Old thing, your king is back. ”

"Don't come out to greet you yet!"

The sound was like muffled thunder, and it spread to Hongmen.

As this voice fell, the heaven and earth suddenly began to boil like a tide.

In the Hongmen, the people who were originally training or patrolling, after hearing this voice, gathered one after another, as if a hundred rivers converged on the sea, and all came to worship.

"Welcome to the young master, return to Hongmen!"

......

Thousands of people chanted in unison, ten thousand people drank in unison, and all the people of Hongmen worshiped their king.

If you said before, it was only because of Qin Jiuge's identity that I sent him away. So now, everyone in Hongmen is congratulating him from the bottom of their hearts.

Yes, it was this young man who was less than thirty years old, and within a month, like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, swept across all countries of the world. It is a pity that the British royal family, the defeat of the Chinese Sword Saint, and the name of Qin Jiuge can't help but shake the outside world, and it also trembles the Hongmen.

This is the young master of Hongmen, and this is the majesty of Hongmen.

They seemed to see the glory of Zao Wou-Ki Sect Master leading them to sweep the world a hundred years ago.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him who seemed to be a king, even Galle DuPont had to be convinced at this moment.

Is this the status that comes with power?

Is this the effect of power?

Galle Dupont knew that from the moment when Qin Jiuge returned to Hongmen with glory, whether it was his marriage with Yuqi or the young master of Hongmen, he no longer had hope.

This time, under the majesty of Qin Jiuge, Galle Dupont finally lowered his proud head.

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At this time, Qin Jiuge and Louis Dupont were already in the Hongmen Hall, and there were also a group of elders from the Hongmen around them, and Ling Yiwei was now the head of the Ling family, so he was naturally among them.

At this time, everyone was admiring the young hero of Qin Jiuge.

"It is worthy of being the younger brother of the master of the Qinyun Gate, and if he doesn't make a sound, he is a blockbuster. We Hongmen will send a young master at will, and the countries of the world will be helpless. ”

"Haha..."

"Jiu Ge, you have completely played the power of my Hongmen!"

Although Qin Jiuge is only the second strongest player in the country, this record is also shocking.

After the pleasantries, Louis Dupont began to ask questions.

"Jiu Ge, how are the other things going?"

"Well, the wedding stickers are all sent out. It's just that country boy..."