Kowloon Mountain on Hong Kong Island is a mountain range composed of eight relatively low elevation hills and one main peak, and is named Kowloon Mountain because of its winding circle, like a giant dragon entrenched on the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info (fictitious place name)

The sky is still bright, and many local residents and tourists have already risen early and rushed to the foot of Jiulong Mountain.

Kowloon sun-watching is a very famous scenic spot on Hong Kong Island, there is a sun-watching platform on the main peak, you can directly see the sunrise on the sea, it is magnificent and beautiful, and people from all over the country dare to see the sunrise every year.

Zhou Qingya and others also took the opportunity to get up early, bought a breakfast on the way, and hurried over. As a result, they were disappointed that Jiulong Mountain was blocked today and no one was allowed to climb the mountain. Look at the circle of armed SWAT at the foot of the mountain. Qian Lulu complained:

"What the hell, we finally got up so early, but we didn't even notice it, so we blocked it and didn't allow us to go up. ”

"Is there some big guy going to climb the mountain, or is there some movie learning from it?" Liu Xiaojing wondered. Hong Kong Island used to be a famous film base, and Hong Kong films were famous at home and abroad, but unfortunately after the 90s, Hong Kong films began to decline, but there are still many films that will learn from Hong Kong Island. Every time, streets, scenic spots, shopping malls and the like will be blocked.

"No matter how to block, just pull a yellow strip, and use fully armed special police?" Qi Wangsun shook his head. "This is more like the appearance of a big search for the mountain, I'm afraid something terrible has happened on the top of the mountain. ”

They were talking at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, someone pointed to a person and said, "How can that guy get in?"

Qiu Yilun and the others hurriedly looked over, and saw a tall young man in black with long hair and a shawl, and a handsome appearance, unexpectedly walked into the special police circle, walking along the mountain road, step by step towards the mountain.

"Hey, he looks like Chen Fan. Zhou Qingya suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"yes, it's really like that. Liu Xiaojing and the others also nodded.

"I don't know where the boss has gone these days, leave a note and disappear, really, everyone said that they would come to Hong Kong Island to play together. Qiu Yilun complained. Only King Sun Meng of Qi bowed his head.

He had learned micro-expressions and behavior from special people hired by his family.

The authenticity of this person can be judged according to the micro-expressions, movements, and mannerisms of human beings. Seniors, you don't even need to see you, just look at your back to be recognizable.

When Qi Wangsun first saw him, he also felt that this person was very similar to Chen Fan, but it was not Chen Fan, he was much more handsome than Chen Fan. But when I looked at it from the back, I found that this person was the same as Chen Fan, except for his height. Whether it is the distance of footsteps, the posture of walking, or the movement of hands behind his back, it is almost a copy of Chen Fan.

'Strange, is it possible that there are two people in the world who have the same path?'

Qi Wangsun was secretly shocked in his heart.

At this time, Chen Fan had already stepped on the mountain road and walked towards the top of Jiulong Mountain.

The main peak of Jiulong Mountain is about 500 meters high, Chen Fan step by step, his steps are as accurate as the size measurement, it seems to be slow, but the figure quickly swept towards the mountain.

Along the way, he met many monks. A small number of these monks are local to Hong Kong Island, and most of them come from all over the country and the world to participate in the Lingnan International Metaphysical Feng Shui Conference, but now they are gathering at Kowloon Mountain to witness the legendary battle between the real man and the grandmaster.

"It's him, he's Chen Beixuan!"

There are very few people who have seen Chen Fan's photos, but as long as they see Chen Fan stepping on the steps, they immediately judge that this person is the legendary great master who is the number one in the heavenly list.

Chen Fan, who has a debut physique, is like a peerless sword with a sharp edge. His eyes were shining, his shawl's black hair was as shiny as pearls, and his body was divided in golden proportions, pure and flawless, with a fragrance of grass and trees. The key is that Chen Fan's aura of contemplation is not a peerless powerhouse, and he does not have it at all.

"Chen Beixuan is here, this shocking battle is finally about to begin. ”

Countless people cast their eyes on the top of the mountain and on the 100-meter-wide platform for viewing the sun. Although they couldn't go up, with the ability of the initiators and the martial artists, they were almost in front of them one or two hundred meters apart. With their sense of hearing and touch, they can imagine the battle on the platform.

The higher Chen Fan goes, the more noble the status of the people he meets. He saw Yu Qing, the special envoy of the Hong Kong government, Director Xu and others. Yu Qing's eyes shone with starlight, and Chen Fan, who looks now, is like a powerful powerhouse, a major general of the Canglong Special Combat Team.

And Director Xu and the others were like ghosts, why didn't they see each other overnight, Chen Fan changed.

Chen Fan continued to step on, and when he reached the last section of the mountain, he saw an old man sitting on a chair. The old man may be in his nineties, but his qi and blood are still sufficient, and he is in good health, but now he is obviously overworked, and his face is a little pale.

"Zheng Zhongming?"

Chen Fan recognized this rich man of the Zheng family on Hong Kong Island at a glance, as a well-known rich man in the Chinese circle, he has appeared on TV many times, and his life is continued by Chen Fan's elixir. But Chen Fan didn't pay any attention to it.

The current Zheng Zhongming is not much stronger than an ant in front of him.

All Chen Fan needs is a reason, a reason that the state and the Hong Kong government cannot intervene. And now, the reason is in front of him.

Defeat Zhou Daoji and take the life of the Zheng family on Hong Kong Island!

Behind Zheng Zhongming, there are more than a dozen old men with extraordinary bearing, each of whom has obscure mana fluctuations, if there are people in the magic world, they will definitely know that these dozen people are all masters in the southern magic world, and there are only a handful of master-level existences.

Zhang Ziru was inside, he was standing in the third place, and in front of him, there were two old men. The aura of these two old men was extremely huge, and they were no different from the Dan Kings that Chen Fan had seen, and they were two real people who cultivated the Fa.

Including Zhang Ziru, there are at least three real people and ten masters who have entered the peak of the Dao. Chen Fan even saw Huang Wenze, Master Huang, who he had met in Dongdu.

It's a pity that this group of people is completely out of Chen Fan's eyes, and his mind is all affected by the person on the top of the mountain.

"Mr. Chen, if I give you 10 billion, can this gambling fight be stopped?"

Old Man Zheng, who was sitting in the rocking chair, suddenly sighed.

Before he saw Chen Fan, he was full of confidence in Zhou Daoji, but the moment he saw Chen Fan, Zheng Zhongming suddenly felt empty. He couldn't see the slightest domineering or mighty in Chen Fan, only the indifference of ignoring the common people. This indifference is Zhou Daoji, and he has never let him feel it. It's as if the gods are looking down on all beings.

Unprecedentedly, Zheng Zhongming lost a trace of confidence in the No. 1 master on Hong Kong Island.

"It's late. ”

Chen Fan spit out two words lightly.

When he spit out these two words, Zheng Zhongming seemed to have expected it a long time ago, but he still aged a few years in an instant.

Chen Fan didn't pay attention to these big people who stomped on Hong Kong Island, but shook his body and climbed to the top of Kowloon Mountain.

When Chen Fan's footsteps stepped on the top of the mountain, the sun jumped out of the sea from the east, and the golden light shone on the whole world, magnificent and beautiful, and the entire mountain top seemed to be covered with a layer of glow.

"Heaven and earth have great beauty without words, and compared with it, the struggle of our waiting is nothing. ”

An old man in a silk robe let out a long sigh and turned his head.

The old man was unknown how old he was, and his face was mottled and wrinkled. There is only a pair of pupils, black and white, pure and clean like a baby, but if you look closely, you will feel that those eyes are as deep as the sea.

Hong Kong Island Feng Shui Master, the first Southern Technique, Zhou Daoji!

This master, who once locked the Nine Dragons and killed the Grandmaster with one finger and shocked Hong Kong Island, at this time, like Chen Fan's friend for many years, showed a pure smile: "Xiaoyou really came, I thought that Xiaoyou would find another place and make an appointment with me." ”

"You are so thoughtful, how can you make me jealous. ”

Chen Fan put his hands behind his back and looked proud.

When facing Zhou Daoji head-on, his divine mind clearly distinguished that although Zhou Daoji's cultivation was infinitely close to the divine realm, it was vastly different from the divine sea realm after all. Now it can only be regarded as the pinnacle of cultivation, and it is the most between Lei Qianjue and Lei Qian.

Tongxuan and Shenhai are two completely different levels, and they are not in the divine realm, and they are definitely not Chen Fan's opponents.

However, the way of magic is strange and unpredictable, and Chen Fan also wants to see what is the difference between the earth's magic and the real immortal cultivation spell. Moreover, there was a faint aura on Zhou Daoji's body, which seemed to be some kind of magic weapon or Taoism, although it did not make Chen Fan feel the danger, but he was slightly interested.

"Is this the legendary divine consciousness?"

When Chen Fan's mind moved, a trace of surprise flashed on Zhou Daoji's face.

Compared with the martial arts master, the cultivator was more sensitive to spiritual power, and although Zhou Daoji couldn't really capture Chen Fan's divine thoughts, he could vaguely feel its existence.

"I once met a spiritual power master in Western Europe, who was able to use the condensation of spiritual power as the essence to cut through the air and cut through grass and trees. But it is not as vast and vast as heaven and earth like Chen Xiaoyou, endless. Zhou Daoji shook his head and said: "It's a pity that Xiaoyou didn't step into the divine realm after all, otherwise it would be Chen Xiaoyou who walked down the mountain alive today." ”

"You're too confident. Chen Fan said indifferently.

Although Zhou Daoji had killed the Grandmaster thirty years ago, in Chen Fan's opinion, it was not difficult to defeat him.

"Lao Dao has been sitting on Hong Kong Island for more than 30 years, if you don't have perfect certainty, how can you dare to challenge you, the number one great grandmaster on the heavenly list? Zhou Daoji laughed. "But the divine realm is ethereal, and since fifty years ago, I have never heard of a new divine realm being born in this world. ”

"Since you are not a god realm, you will never be able to walk down this Nine Dragon Mountain alive today!"

"Really?" Chen Fan smiled faintly, unimpressed.

He raised his palm, which was as white as jade, and urged Zhenyuan, and a small whirlwind gradually condensed in his hand, and finally formed a cyclone like a storm. The edge of the cyclone is extremely sharp, like a sharp electric drill that can tear through steel.

"Haha, Chen Xiaoyou, you are too big. ”

Zhou Daoji laughed, his sleeve robe bulged like a long dragon, and the golden sunlight gathered on him, making him feel as if a god had descended. (To be continued.) )