"Whew-"

In the kitchen, Granny Bao watched the hot water in front of her boil, and she skillfully made herself a cup of tea.

"Old woman, you haven't said it yet, what kind of bloodline is that kid, and which monk is his ancestor?"

The fragrant wind struck, and Qu Jiangshan's voice sounded.

Granny Bao frowned, the fragrance of this woman's body clash with the smell of her tea.

"No matter how good the bloodline is, it varies from person to person, and if you don't work hard, there is no way. ”

"It's just...... When you should know, you will know. ”

"Cut, stinky temper, no wonder those guys don't like you. Qu Jiangshan knew that he couldn't ask anything from the old woman's mouth, so he swayed his delicate body and walked out.

"Plop!"

On the wall of the small courtyard, the big white goose finally became ruthless, staring at the wolf dog next door, and opened its wings violently.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The wolf dog was startled and called in a low voice twice, very aggrieved.

The big white goose paced proudly on the wall.

"You dead goose, bullying my baby again, get out! Be careful that the old lady burns you to death with a book!"

An aunt rushed out of the house with a spatula.

The big white goose was frightened, fluttered away, and dropped its feathers on the ground.

At the same time, the wind and rain on Yunwu Mountain also splashed on the ground.

The branches in Lu Feng's hands were like swords, passing through the raindrops, pointing at Master Park from afar.

As the sword pointed out, the heavy rain suddenly became a little more urgent, forming a curtain of water, and the branches of the tree poked out of the curtain of water and came quickly.

Master Park's pupils shrank suddenly, and he had a feeling of panic, as if the opponent's sword was completely different in an instant.

The sword does not follow the wind and rain, but the wind and rain follow the sword.

The second slightly shorter knife hanging from his waist hummed, and with the flick of his fingers, the knife was like a cold plum, blooming with light, and strangled towards Lu Feng's attack.

It's just that this time he miscalculated.

The other party's branches, or swords, swayed with the wind and rain, and changed into three afterimages.

The piercing sound spread throughout the Cloud Mountain, making people's eardrums vibrate.

Su Yun couldn't help but cover his ears, and Wu Tianyang, under a black umbrella, shook his body and almost threw up.

The ordinary monk only felt uncomfortable, and the originally calm face of the Qingchen Daoist showed a hint of surprise.

He was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the mountain, the wind and rain are constant, and it seems that this rain has no time to stop.

Ula –

Master Park couldn't stop it, his sleeve was torn, and the residual sword qi grazed the back of his hand, marking a trail of blood.

Lu Feng's heart was happy, and his aura was extremely active and unimpeded.

He stomped heavily on the ground, and it shot out again.

The flames on the branches are still burning.

The fiery red sword shadow broke through the air and landed in front of Master Park's eyes.

Master Park's eyes moved mechanically, and the two knives blocked in front of him, but the power from the knives made him retreat again and again.

"How is it possible, why did your sword suddenly improve so much?"

Lu Feng naturally didn't answer, but at this moment, he was hearty, and all the contents of the Yongzi Sword Technique kept flashing in his mind.

"It turns out that this sword trick, in the end, is only this slash. ”

He had an epiphany in his heart.

Taoism says that the Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things.

The branch in Lu Feng's hand turned into two afterimages, then into six, and finally into eight.

It's like writing a word "yong", which takes eight turns.

The sword shadows were disturbed.

The young man with the sword was dressed in glass white.

In the end, these eight shadows turned into one, that is, the slash of the Yongzi Sword Technique.

A long wind blew, rolling up gunsmoke, and everyone saw Master Park's body, flying out against the rain.

This time, he didn't stand on top of the grass pavilion, and his body directly crashed through the grass pavilion-

The whole pavilion shook and collapsed.

The rain stopped.

The clouds dispersed, and a moonlight shone on the top of the mountain, carrying a trace of mist.

Everyone looked at the white-robed monk, and they were a little forgetful.

Su Yun's face was extremely pale, like a corpse, and the whole person was stunned in place, speechless for a long time.

Wei Changfeng's muscles all over his body tightened again and again.

This terrifying genius, this Grandmaster-level monk, was defeated.

He waited for a long time, and looked at it for a long time, but there was no movement in the ruins.

Ordinary people didn't see it, but his strength could still be seen clearly, and the last sword was directly slashed at Master Park's face, and the scar, which was already extremely hideous, exploded.

It's like the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

He felt desolate, and under the grass pavilion, a monk was buried.

"Brother Su, put your family's business away, I'm leaving, otherwise, if they find you, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive." ”

"You are just ordinary people, and the other party may not kill you, but you must not reveal the identity of that person, unless he wants to reveal it, otherwise, no one can save your life. ”

Su Tianhao and Su Yun stayed where they were.

They knew very well that without Wei Changfeng's protection, their family's wealth would shrink by half after all.

But what can be done?

"No, it's not right......" Su Yun muttered, incredulous.

On the mountainside, there was an uproar, and no one thought that it would end up like this.

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