The man was covered in a black robe, and his face was covered with a large hat with black cloth. Needless to say, this person is naturally the person that Long Qing chased that night.

The young man looked at this man, and this man also looked at the young man, and the two of them did not say a word, but after this man came out, the originally lively insects and birds on the whole mountain disappeared in an instant, as if they had fallen asleep in an instant.

"The three families of the Guwu family and the nine small families, which one are you?" the man in black spoke, his voice hoarse, making it impossible to guess his age or even gender at all.

"What kind of sect are you, or rather, you are not from Kyushu at all!" the young man asked without answering.

The man in black fell silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "It seems that I have to find the answer myself!"

The young man said: "This is the best, this is a person who practices martial arts, let's talk with our fists and feet!"

As the young man's voice fell, a monstrous battle intent permeated. Unlike Fang Cai, the young man broke out this time with a fighting intent, not a killing intent.

As the young man's fighting intent erupted, the black-clothed man's wide black robe was windless and automatic, and a wave of unflinching fighting intent also erupted out, like an abyss like the sea! If the battle intent was visible, then with the black-clothed man and the young man as the center, in a huge area within a radius of 100 meters, two whirlwinds could be seen circling up, heading straight for Xiao Han!

At the same time, Long Qing, who was in the hotel dozens of miles away, suddenly felt something, and looked up into the distance! And the direction he looked was exactly where the man in black and the young man were.

"What's wrong. What are you looking at?" Xia Yu asked with some puzzlement when he saw Long Qing suddenly raise his head, staring at a wall with a solemn face.

"It's okay, you wait here, I have something to go out first!" Long Qing didn't wait for Xia Yu to speak, and quickly rushed out of the hotel room.

In another hotel not far from Long Qing, a peaceful-looking, white-bearded old Taoist was meditating, and suddenly, he also opened his eyes and stared into the distance, obviously there was a wall in front of him, but his gaze seemed to be directly through the wall, looking into the distance.

"Such a strong fighting spirit, it is as good as a master to Haicheng!" Lao Dao stood up and walked out of the room.

In another small inn about seven or eight miles away from Lao Dao, an ordinary-looking young man was drinking tea, and suddenly he seemed to feel something, and quickly rushed out of the house. The young man looked outside the house for a moment and muttered, "What's going on over there, how do you feel a strong fighting spirit?" The young man thought about it and walked into the distance.

And on the mountain more than ten miles away, the young man and the man in black who caused all this also shot at almost the same moment!

The young man still used his feet as a bow, and his body immediately popped out more than 10 meters away, and in a few big strides, he had already taken forty or fifty meters. And the man in black on the opposite side, his footsteps alternated like a phantom, the frequency was extremely fast, and his body was like a black line fifty meters away, and in just one second, the distance of 100 meters was smoothed out by the two!

The young man clenched his right hand into a fist, and with the momentum of his body, he slammed a heavy fist into the front chest of the man in black! The man in black did not hide at all, his white right hand changed rapidly, and in an instant, he conjured up dozens of gestures, and finally squeezed into a fist, which collided with the fist of the young man!

"Boom!" A loud bang shook through the mountains, as if a thunderbolt had fallen from the world and exploded! In the huge sound, the two of them flew out upside down at the same time! They flew dozens of meters before they stopped, and at the moment they stopped, the two of them rushed to the middle at the same time, and instantly collided with each other again!

The young man was still waving his fierce fists, punching hard one punch at a time. But the man in black changed his way, no longer fighting hard with the young man, and a pair of white little hands were like butterflies wearing flowers, shuttling between the young man's fists and palms. Every small movement is directed at the weak point of the young man's arm.

The young man held his breath and instantly cheered up, he knew that he had encountered an opponent he had never seen before. A light finger of the other party may wipe out his own veins, and a hand without the slightest smoke and fire may sweep away a piece of his own flesh and blood!

The two of them have exchanged hundreds of tricks in an instant, and no one can help anyone!

Suddenly, the move in the hand of the man in black was repeated, and he pointed like a sword, brushing and brushing urgently, as if holding two swords, pointing at the major points of the young man's body. The young man was a little surprised by the onslaught of the man in black, and he retreated several steps in a row for a while, a little embarrassed.

"Innate Taihe Sword!" the young man suddenly spoke. He recognized it, and the swordsman's swordsmanship with his hand as a sword was Wudang's Innate Taihe Sword. Don't look at the man in black who uses his hands, his martial arts are at his level, his hands are much more powerful than ordinary weapons, if he is a little negligent, he is pointed at a finger, it is definitely a blood hole!

At the same time, the young man also changed his fierce fighting style, dragging, pulling, pulling, and wrapping his hands to defuse the fierce attack of the man in black invisibly.

"Big Silk Fist Technique!" the man in black also opened his mouth in surprise, but this time he forgot to hide it when he spoke, revealing an ethereal and vast female voice.

The young man was not surprised, because as soon as he handed it over, he knew that the other party was a woman, and he was very young.

The two of them spoke, without the slightest delay in their hands, and within a half-meter radius in front of the two of them, there were hand shadows. After about two or three minutes, the two suddenly fought hard, pushed ten meters away by themselves, and stopped at the same time.

But the end of the battle does not mean the end of the battle, but a stronger force is brewing.

Suddenly, the two of them seemed to sense something, and at the same time raised their eyes to look into the distance.

Two seconds later, the man in black quickly turned around and quickly disappeared like a ghost. The young man frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and turned away in the other direction.

After about ten seconds, a figure came quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it only took a few breaths to arrive at the battle place between the two, this person was tall, his face was like a knife and an axe, who was not Long Qing?

Long Qing frowned and glanced in both directions, then smiled bitterly: "It seems that I mind having a spectator!" Then he cast his gaze on the ground, only to see that on the messy ground, a few deep footprints were particularly conspicuous.

"What a strong force!" Long Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion, even though he had always been known for his strength, he couldn't help but sigh when he saw these footprints.

"It seems that Kyushu is really a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, but it's okay like this, it's not lonely!" Long Qing clenched his fists, feeling a surging battle intent spontaneously! Suddenly, Long Qing looked up to the sky and roared, and this long howl lasted for nearly a minute before stopping. Then, Long Qing glanced into the distance and quickly left.