Looking up, it was Shen Jinghong and Zhou Xuelin.

One was surprised, the other was shy.

Upstairs there were also Zhu Zijian, the second and third place martial arts powerhouses.

It turns out that the storm will begin soon.

Zhu Zijian summoned the five strongest people in the Martial Pavilion to discuss the matter after the Fengyun Meeting.

After the meeting, Wu Ge will give them a chance to further their studies.

Zhu Zijian wanted to invite them to accompany him at that time.

Halfway through the discussion, Shen Jinghong and Zhou Xuelin unintentionally found Xia Qingchen passing by and spoke out with joy.

Shen Jinghong got up decisively, hugged his fists and said: "Senior Zhu, it's not too late to talk about the matter of my peers after the meeting, I have something to do, so I will leave first." ”

He desperately wanted to get Xia Qingchen's guidance again, and strive to let him cultivate to a higher level.

In order to have a better performance in the Storm Meeting.

Zhu Zijian's face was immediately gloomy.

The blue tendons on his forehead squirmed, showing his inner anger.

"Shen Jinghong, do you still take me seriously?"

He made a special trip to summon Shen Jinghong to come, but he had to follow Xia Qingchen halfway.

Wasn't that meant to embarrass him?

Shen Jinghong frowned: "Whatever you think." ”

Who does he want to go with, and he still needs to see Zhu Zijian's face?

After speaking, he quickly went downstairs.

Without waiting for Zhu Zijian to get angry, Zhou Xuelin also got up briskly and said, "I have something to find Mr. Xia, so I won't accompany you and say goodbye." ”

Her beautiful face, with a little expectation, a little joy, and a little shyness, didn't care about Zhu Zijian's more gloomy face, and stepped down the stairs with a stumbling stair.

"Xia Qingchen!"

Zhu Zijian, who endured it again and again, finally couldn't hold back his anger and kicked over the tea table.

The hot tea splashed in all directions, dripping down his arm, and he didn't see any pain.

Because his mind has been replaced by anger, and he can't feel pain.

"Fengyun Society, I will kill you under the sword!" Zhu Zijian angrily rushed to the crown and swore in public.

Xia Qingchen snatched his beloved woman first, robbed his spiritual heart last, and now he has a discussion meeting, and he has to intervene horizontally, embarrassing him.

How could he swallow this breath?

But in the eyes of the other two Tianjiao, it was Zhu Zijian who drilled the tip of the horns.

Xia Qingchen doesn't seem to have done anything wrong, right?

It's just that Zhu Zijian has been in the first place for a long time, and he has become accustomed to everything around him.

Now that there is a light Gaia, he can't tolerate it.

However, Zhu Zijian swore that it seemed that at the Fengyun Meeting, if Xia Qingchen had no means to protect himself, he was afraid that he would be in danger.

Downstairs.

"Is there something wrong with the two of you?" Xia Qingchen asked.

Shen Jinghong begged: "Please also ask the teacher to give me another guide or two, the students are grateful." ”

Zhou Xuelin also said: "I implore Mr. Xia for guidance." ”

Point?

Xia Qingchen thought for a while: "Okay, it just so happens that I'm going out to cultivate, let's go together." ”

In his experience, a casual point of guidance can benefit both of them for life, and it won't delay much time.

As everyone knows.

Three hundred miles outside the cloud lonely city.

A bleak hill.

Three young men with calm faces sat alone in the wind.

They have fierce eyes and an aura that does not belong to their peers.

"It's been ten days, War King, haven't you left the mountain yet?" said a stout young man with a black iron sword on his back.

The three of them are the fish that slipped through the net among the bandits!

When Xia Qingchen burned the island in the middle of the lake, the top three Ten Demons happened to go out.

When they returned, they found that the island in the middle of the lake had been burned and besieged by the royal sailors.

All the bandits on the island in the middle of the lake were not spared.

Most of them were burned alive!

Although the leader escaped from the flames, he was besieged and killed by the sailors who surrounded him, and his head was displayed to the public.

Bandits, completely destroyed.

Only three of their descendants remained.

"Brother Zhao, let's go by ourselves and find the person who burned the island in the middle of the lake to take revenge!"

"With the strength of the three of us, it is not difficult to kill that person!"

The stout boy shook his head and looked out into the distance.

"If you can burn the island in the middle of the lake and retreat with your whole body, that person's strength will definitely be extremely strong!" The stout young man named Brother Zhao had a deep light in his eyes.

"Let's wait for the king of war!" he said firmly: "If the king is not out, the world is talented!

This means that if the king of war does not come forward, there are geniuses everywhere in the world, and once the king of war comes forward, no one can call himself the king of pride anymore.

The eyes of the other two young bandits shone with longing.

The generation of war kings among the bandits, Gongsun Wuji!

is also a bandit, Gongsun Wuji is different from them.

They pursue pleasure and wealth, but Gongsun Wuji is dedicated to martial arts.

A year ago, he voluntarily quit banditry.

The leader was furious, and gave him a palm with the crushing cultivation of the Great Chen position.

However, Gongsun Wuji took over and did not die, and successfully quit the bandits.

Half a year ago, on the first day of the Tianyue City Martial Pavilion, Gong Yufei, was challenged by a mysterious person, and he lost three moves!

Four months ago, the chief student of Huaihua City Martial Pavilion, Zheng Yijian, practiced swords in the mansion and was defeated by two moves!

Two months ago, Huang Yunfei, a contemporary leader in the martial arts pavilion of Wenhua City, passed by a bridge and was defeated by someone in one move.

All the proud kings in the city are vulnerable in the hands of Gongsun Wuji.

Therefore, the bandits call it the king of war!

Now that the bandits have been destroyed, Gongsun Wuji, who was a member of the former bandits, is riding a horse.

Although he is no longer a bandit, he has been raised by a bandit, so he naturally wants to avenge the bandit.

They have sent a message through the flying pigeons, informing the king that they will meet here.

Da-da-da

Suddenly, a slight noise wafted in.

The three of them looked at the source of the sound in unison, and saw that not far from them, on the top of a pine tree, isolated a handsome young man in white.

He carried it on his left hand and gently shook the folding fan with his right hand.

"What person?" Brother Zhao's face changed suddenly, this person's figure is really smart.

They were so close that they didn't even notice!

The white-clothed young man folded the fan, and the fan in his hand was closed: "Huang Yunfei." ”

Crash

The three of them were suddenly on guard!

Wenhua City Martial Arts Pavilion leader, Huang Yunfei!

"I have come, but I have been ordered by Gongsun Wuji to summon you. ”

What the?

By the order of Gongsun Wuji?

Huang Yunfei said lightly: "I have already withdrawn from the Martial Pavilion and followed Gongsun Wuji. ”

He studied martial arts all his life and thought he was a dragon among men.

Until he met Gongsun Wuji.

With just one move, he was defeated in his hands, making him understand that his martial arts were very limited in the Martial Pavilion.

Therefore, he took the initiative to quit the Martial Pavilion, followed Gongsun Wuji, and pursued the ultimate in martial arts.

Brother Zhao's expression was complicated: "How are you cultivating?"

Huang Yunfei glanced at him and the black knife behind his back, and said calmly: "Your name is Zhao Lengdao, right? ”

"Hehe, the flowers and plants cultivated in the Martial Pavilion really think very highly of themselves!" Zhao Lengdao pulled out the black iron long knife: "I'll try you first!"

"Long knives and horses!"

Huang Yunfei was a little on tiptoe, and his body was fast, reaching a high speed of thirty feet in one step.

"Goshawk fights in the air!"

"Hummer Gallop!"

Rub and rub

Zhao Lengdao took seven or eight steps backwards in a row, leaving dents on the black iron long knife.

His arms were faintly numb, and the pain was scorching.

On the other hand, Huang Yunfei still stood in place with understatement.

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