The lone goshawk and the nine princes made shocked expressions at the same time, and the lone goshawk said anxiously: "Master Puzang, when is this?" Are you going to eat fast? Hurry back to Fengshan Ghost Sword Peak with us, and stop the behavior of the Sword Soul Sect that always wins the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Puzang shook his head and said, "I didn't come across a place to eat fasting all the way, and now the poor monk only feels empty in his stomach!" So I have no intention of fighting. ”

"Okay, Master Puzang, then let's go to the vegan fast, I'll please, it's noon, we haven't had lunch yet, it's time to eat." At this time, the lone goshawk wanted to let Puzang and his party go to Fengshan as soon as possible, so they had to meet Puzang's requirements in time.

Puzang smiled: "Thank you for being in charge of Gucang." ”

So the Lone Goshawk and the Nine Princes and the monks of Puzang entered this vegetarian house, while the disciples of the two factions waited outside the store in case anyone came to sneak attack.

The lone goshawk hurriedly asked, "Master Puzang, I wonder if you have seen the little apprentice?" ”

Puzang replied, "The poor monk saw a young man dressed in a little Cangpai costume riding a fast horse in that direction. As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed out the door.

The lone goshawk asked puzzledly, "What did the apprentice do in that direction on horseback?" ”

"This poor monk doesn't know, so he must have something to do in a hurry, right?" Puzang didn't know why, so it was difficult to guess.

At this time, the food had been prepared, and the monks began to fast, but the lonely goshawk and the nine male heads saw that all the dishes in front of them were fasting, so they suddenly lost their appetite, so they had to watch quietly on the side, although their hearts were anxious.

On the way down the mountain, Ruo Zhishi, the head of the Emei faction, took his disciples to drive down Fengshan, and on the way down, Ruozhi Shitai said to himself: "Why do I want to come to this Fengshan, what are you doing here?" Can it solve any problems? The martial arts of the sword soul Chang Shengtian are so strong that I can't reach them, and I was slapped by the sword idiot Yue Aojun, which is really sad! There are still important matters in his own sect that have not been resolved, but he is in charge of the affairs of the Fengshan faction! ”

At this time, Puzang and his group of monks have finished fasting, so Puzang led the lonely goshawk and Jiugongtoutuo to rush back to Fengshan, at the same time more than 50 people came outside the city, the most significant feature of these people is that each person has a big knife behind him, and the leader who walks in the front is different, carrying a golden knife, this person is the head of the Shaanxi Golden Knife Gate "Golden Knife Hero Fu Renzuo", and also rushed to Fengshan Ghost Sword Peak.

It will still take some time for Puzang and his party and the people of the Golden Sword Sect to ascend the Ghost Sword Peak of Fengshan Mountain.

Sword Idiot Yue Ao Jun and Sword Soul Chang Shengtian continue to fight, it is really an unprecedented battle in the prosperous world, this battle is not like the battle between Sword Soul Chang Shengtian and Sword Demon Wu Umbrella more than ten years ago, they want to put each other in life and death, but the two just want to subdue each other.

Yue Aojun thought to himself, Chang Shengtian's swordsmanship has not regressed at all over the years, how is it possible, it is impossible for him to progress so quickly, could it be that the swordsmanship of the poor Dao has regressed? It is absolutely impossible, Poor Dao has been concentrating on sword practice for so many years, and he has never neglected it.

Chang Shengtian was also observing the swordsmanship made by Yue Aojun, thinking to himself, this month Aojun has practiced swordsmanship in Wudang for more than 40 years, and it is really not in vain, if in the martial arts, if you want to find a person who can fight with him, it can be said that it is very small, not to mention that it can defeat him, if it is not for his eagerness to win, I am afraid that the old decay would have been defeated long ago.

At this moment, I saw Yue Aojun suddenly take off the sword in his hand, and threw the Wuji Sword in his hand to Chang Shengtian, Chang Shengtian immediately knocked the Wuji Sword away when he saw this, Chang Shengtian secretly rejoiced in his heart, God help me, Yue Aojun has no sword in his hand, he must win with moves and internal force, and the sword pharaoh may be slightly inferior to him, but if it comes to internal force, Lao Yu may be slightly stronger than him.

So Chang Shengtian threw the soul sword at Tang Jiafan, and he flew forward and slapped Yue Aojun, Yue Aojun had nothing else to think about, so he slapped with it, only to hear a roaring loud noise, the birds in the forest were startled, and there was a rumbling echo in the valley, at this time, I saw several true qi in the body of the two people gushing out from behind at the same time, due to the excessive true qi, still wandering around on the ground, both of them restrained each other with strong internal force, and a little bead of sweat appeared on their foreheads, although Yue Aojun's explosive power was strong, but the staying power was slightly poor, Unconsciously, the internal force slowly began to weaken, Chang Shengtian knew that Yue Aojun was about to exhaust, so he injected all the internal force in his body into his palms, and gushed out, Yue Aojun was shocked back a few steps, and he couldn't resist, and at this time, Chang Shengtian's true qi had no resistance, and rushed straight to Yue Aojun, Yue Aojun couldn't stand the impact of this strong and powerful true qi, and took a few steps back in a row, Yue Aojun only felt that a mouthful of blood was about to gush out of his throat, so he immediately used internal force to force this mouthful of blood back into his body, Wiping the sweat on his forehead, he forced a smile on his face: "Chang Shengtian, I didn't expect that your internal strength is indeed far superior to that of Poor Dao, Poor Dao admits defeat, and Poor Dao guarantees that from now on, the Wudang faction will never ask anything about the Fengshan faction and say goodbye." ”

"Well, Yue Aojun, after the continuous efforts of the old man, you have finally thought it through, hahaha." Chang Shengtian laughed with satisfaction.

So after Chang Shengtian and Yue Aojun said goodbye, Yue Aojun turned around and left, and after Yue Aojun walked away, he saw Chang Shengtian suddenly spit blood in his mouth, stumbled a few steps, his center of gravity was unstable, and he seemed to be about to fall.

Tang Jiafan hurriedly asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Chang Shengtian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said weakly: "It's okay for the teacher, the sword idiot Yue Aojun is really a difficult guy!" After saying that, Chang Shengtian immediately sat on the ground and began to exercise to heal his wounds.

Tang Jiajia hurriedly comforted: "Master, presumably that sword idiot Yue Aojun has also suffered very serious internal injuries at this moment, but he doesn't dare to show it in front of his master." ”

Chang Shengtian couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, and said ashamedly: "Why not be a teacher!" ”

On the way down the mountain, the sword idiot Yue Aojun suddenly felt his chest swelling again, and when the blood gushed out of his throat, he used internal force to force the blood back into his body, it turned out that at this time, Yue Aojun saw that Puzang and his party were rushing to the mountain, and at the same time, Puzang, Lone Goshawk, and Jiugongtoutuo also saw Yue Aojun who was going down the mountain.

The lone goshawk said nervously: "Master Puzang, do you have to protect our safety?" ”

"Humph! Poor monks don't know like madmen. Puzang said disdainfully.

So Puzang and the others gradually gave the road to Yue Aojun to walk, and they all unconsciously walked to the side of the road, at this time Yue Aojun had already walked to Puzang and the others, Yue Aojun said coldly: "Hmph! Poor Dao thought it was Abbot Pudu! Why didn't Purdue come? ”

"It is enough to have poor monks coming." Puzang sneered.

"Hahaha, it's really a stinky monk who doesn't know whether to live or die, hurry up and go back to your Shaolin." Yue Aojun said disdainfully, and then left.

Puzang didn't answer after hearing this, and after Yue Aojun walked away, the lone goshawk hurriedly said: "Master Puzang, it can be seen that the sword idiot Yue Aojun must not be the opponent of the sword soul Chang Shengtian, so he said the words just now, why don't we wait for Master Pudu at the bottom of the mountain?" ”

Puzang roared angrily: "Master Gucang, what do you mean by this? Does it mean that the poor monk is not the opponent of the sword soul Chang Shengtian? Remember not to grow the prestige of others, extinguish your own ambition, the poor monk has Shaolin body protection skills, King Kong is not bad body, he often wins the sky can help me? Don't worry. ”

So the group continued to rush towards Ghost Sword Peak.

Yue Aojun continued to walk down the mountain, and suddenly felt that a stream of blood was about to gush out of his mouth, but at this time, he saw more than fifty people coming from the bottom of the mountain, so he forced the blood back into his body, because Yue Aojun and Fu Renzuo did not know each other, so they just passed by, Yue Aojun said to himself: "The taste of these three ups and downs, the poor road is really the first experience in his life, it is really unpleasant!" ”

At this time, Puzang and his party had already arrived at the gate of the main hall of the Fengshan faction, and Chang Shengtian was still healing his injuries at this time, and suddenly opened his eyes and said lightly: "There is a murderous aura, and those who come must have a long-term grudge against the teacher." ”

Tang Jiafan, Tang Jiatang, and Tang Jiajia's brothers and sisters all looked at Chang Shengtian in puzzlement.

After a while, Puzang and his party entered the hall, Chang Shengtian was already sitting on the high chair, and looked down, it turned out to be a Shaolin monk, and it would be a Puzang monk, why didn't he see the abbot Master Pudu? Puzang saw Chang Shengtian's doubts, so he stepped forward and said: "Amitabha, poor monk Puzang, come to Fengshan ......"

Chang Shengtian interrupted what Puzang said: "The old man knows, since the abbot Pudu Master did not come, what are you doing here, Monk Puzang?" It's better to go back to Shaolin earlier and continue to eat fasting and chanting Buddha. ”

Puzang's face changed after hearing this, and his voice also changed: "The purpose of the poor monk coming to Fengshan today is very clear, that is, to prevent you from establishing a faction, for more than a hundred years, there have always been nine major sects in the martial arts, if you indicate that you Chang Shengtian only founded a small faction, the poor monk will definitely not come, let alone interfere." ”

Chang Shengtian smiled slightly: "Could it be that Master Pudu asked you to come?" ”

"Not really." Puzang denied it.

"Since it's not, then how did you know that the old man wanted to create his own sect?" Chang Shengtian asked.

Puzang smiled: "It was your two apprentices who told the poor monk. ”

"Presumably, those two old apprentices are still in Shaolin, right?" Chang Shengtian asked.

Puzang replied, "Of course. ”

"Puzang, then how do you want to let go of those two old disciples?" Although the green tendons on Chang Shengtian's forehead burst out at this time, he still suppressed the anger in his heart and did not break out.

Puzang couldn't help but laugh when he heard what Chang Shengtian said.

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