86_86259 "Do you know who he is?" Seeing the appearance of this group of people, he didn't wait for Siyin and Mu Feng to speak. Qian Yi, who was lying on the ground and was being held by a knife on his neck, suddenly saw hope and shouted at the group of white-clothed people.

"Shut up, believe it or not, I'm going to kill you right now?" The masked man standing beside Qian Yi scolded sharply.

"Since you have come from afar, you are all guests of my Santai Mountain, why don't you put down your blades and say it?"

The old and calm voice in the mountains came again, and dozens of white-clothed people below drew their swords in unison, and in an instant, dozens of sword blades shining with cold light were aimed at this group of black-clothed masked people.

"I'm sorry, I'm acting on orders, I'm really sorry to disturb your Qing Xiu. But now I have urgent things to do, so I will come to the door to apologize when I go back to my life."

After the black-clothed man at the head glanced around, he couldn't even spend it here.

At that moment, he replied to the green mountains and green forests in front of him.

"Old guy, he is His Highness Mu Feng of the Moon Worship" Siyin on the side suddenly jumped and flew towards the mountains and forests in the distance under the horrified gaze of many people in white.

"Oh? Mu Feng? Hearing the word Mu Feng, the voice of the old man in the mountains also had a trace of doubt.

"That's right, it's Mu Feng, the seniors shouldn't sit idly by and let them take him away, right?" Siyin slowly fell from the sky, staring coldly at the grass and trees in the mountains.

Intuition told her that the strength of this person hiding in the mountains and forests was extraordinary, and if he made a move, there might be a chance to save the matter.

This group of black-clothed masked people also brought a lot of pressure to Siyin, she knew that if the other party attacked herself, she could not guarantee that she would be unscathed, and now Mu Feng and Qianyi were still in their hands.

"If it was Mu Feng, I wouldn't have let you take him away" A white light suddenly flew out of the mountain forest at a very fast speed, and then a gust of wind blew, and before the surrounding group of people came back to their senses, a white-haired but red-faced old man with extraordinary instruments appeared beside Mu Feng and Qianyi.

"After all these years of not seeing you, I can still recognize you at a glance. Bub! Under the stunned expressions of this group of black-clothed people, the old man half-squatted down and carefully observed Mu Feng, who was lying on the ground and was stabbed by the neck, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly and said with a faint smile.

"Sect Master Chu" Mu Feng raised his head with difficulty and looked at the old man in front of him, and replied in a weak and trembling voice.

"How did this happen? Who are you? "This person is none other than Chu Zhen, the sect master of Santai Mountain, and Mu Feng also had a relationship with him when he was young.

It's just that I didn't expect that it had been six or seven years since the time passed, and I didn't expect the latter to recognize himself at a glance.

"They are rebellious Zhao Chong's subordinates, my father king~~"

"I understand" Before Mu Feng finished speaking, Chu Zhen nodded meaningfully.

"Sect Master Chu~"

"Flutter~" The man in black standing behind Chu Zhen just wanted to say something, but Chu Zhen instantly activated his body at a ghostly speed, and actually snatched his short sword directly from the man in black beside Mu Feng, and stabbed him in the chest with a sword.

"You~" The other black-clothed people were shocked and hurriedly retreated, no one expected that the other party's speed would be so fast, it could be described as outrageous.

Mu Feng was also shocked, an old man who looked like he was seventy or eighty had such an effect.

"Bang Bang Bang~!" Chu Zhen didn't say a word between the lightning and flint, and directly snatched the short sword in the hands of Mu Feng and Qian Yi from the hands of several black-clothed people beside Mu Feng and Qian Yi at a speed that was incomparable, and directly stabbed into their respective chests.

The whole process lasted less than five seconds, and the four men in black collapsed in a pool of blood.

"Don't let them leave" After solving these troubles, several black-clothed people beside him were already frightened, and kept retreating only to find that a group of white-clothed people had blocked their retreat.

Seeing that he had lost the opportunity to fight back and escape, the remaining men in black looked at each other and put their short swords on their necks.

In a pavilion on Santai Mountain, Chu Zhen personally healed Mu Feng and Qianyi, maybe he was too tired, maybe he was relieved for the rest of his life after the catastrophe. Mu Feng and Qianyi both fell asleep groggily after the healing.

I slept for a whole day, and if it weren't for the sound of uniform drills outside, I was afraid that the two of them would continue to sleep.

"How long have you been sleeping?" Qian Yi sat up from the wooden collapse and rubbed his bandaged body, looking at Mu Feng, who was also wrapped in bandages most of his body, and asked.

Mu Feng shook his head, this sleep was also the most solid and peaceful sleep he had in these days, looking at a set of clean clothes placed next to the pillow, Mu Feng hesitated a little and changed it on.

The moment he pushed the door out, the scene in front of him was all shocking to Mu Feng and Qianyi, located on the white marble square on the top of the mountain, the front was a towering stone staircase, and several magnificent palaces on the stone steps were particularly eye-catching.

The square is flanked by rows of houses, and on the outside side is an abyss that is unprotected. The current location of the two of them is at the door of the house on one side, and hundreds of white-clothed people in the square are practicing swordsmanship in unison.

The voice is high-pitched and powerful, and every move and style is also clear and clear.

The evening sunset slanted through the clouds and mist shining on it, reflecting a qiē here into a golden fairyland, coming to the edge of the square and looking at it from afar, directly in front of it is the tumbling sea of clouds, and the mountains only show a little tip in the sea of clouds, and the charming scenery in an instant makes both of them greedily exhale deeply.

Mu Feng was full of emotion in his heart: Is this Xianmen? Sure enough, it deserves a fairy word, this is a fairyland on earth.

"Hmph, don't you have a single one who can fight?" Suddenly, there was a commotion behind the two, and Mu Feng and Qian Yi also heard the familiar voice and glanced at each other before turning around together.

Between Siyin stood bare-handed among several white-clothed people, and in front of her, there were two white-clothed people holding their chests and struggling to get up from the ground with the support of others.

"Miss Siyin, you're going too far, aren't you?" While speaking, a woman in white who made everyone present shine brightly walked from the long stone steps behind her, with a pair of soft and round slender fragrant shoulders under her white and delicate jade neck, raising her eyebrows and sweeping like a distant mountain.

The phoenix eyebrows and bright eyes, looking forward to the displacement, are all hooked, the nose is exquisite, the skin is like snow, the red lips are more like a little red plum in the snow, arrogant and demonic, it is simply a fairy in the world who came out of the brocade painting.

"Excessive? It's that they're too incompetitive" It is said that the relationship between women and women is inherently rival, especially when she saw a young woman who was not inferior to herself appear, Siyin's face was also full of war.

"Miss Siyin is far away, yesterday you have injured six disciples of my Santai Mountain, and today with these two people, there are six people. Twelve people in total"

The woman walked to Siyin in the center of the square without hurry, and looked at the many disciples around her with a sad and angry look and smiled at them, and the shocked smile made people reluctant to take their eyes off her.

"It's so beautiful, this temperament, this look~" Qianyi, who was standing next to Mu Feng, was about to drool. Mu Feng also had a moment of mental trance.

Compared with this woman, Siyin is only from the outside, and she is five or five open. No wonder Siyin was so unhappy to see the woman's appearance.

"Unless you fight with me, or let your sect master fight with me, I will fight a few times a day, and when the time comes, all the people in your Santai Mountain will be lying on the bed, and I will naturally leave" Siyin glanced around with cold eyes and replied in a deep voice.

"Oh? I remember when you say that. Recently, there was a young woman with superior strength in the moon worship, and she went around provoking the Xianmen, winning many battles, and I thought it was just a rumor joke. Could it be that you? ”

The woman in white looked at Siyin carefully, and after a glance, she seemed to think of something, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly, but it added a bit of grace to her amazing face.

"It's not about provocation, it's just learning from each other," Siyin said without denying it.

"Yes, those guys were defeated in their own homes and naturally had no face to say it everywhere, but it seems that this rumor is true. Miss Siyin seems to have a very high cultivation, I don't know where to worship? The woman in white nodded lightly and asked with a little curiosity.

The corners of Siyin's mouth rose slightly, revealing a disdainful chuckle, "Why do you want to fight me?" I've watched you from a distance since the sky, and today I finally gave up? ”

"I am Shi Shan, the chief disciple of Santai Mountain, if Miss Siyin insists on provoking me Santai Mountain. I can do my best to talk to you."

Only then did Mu Feng and Qian Yi know the woman's name, and they didn't expect that this young woman who looked as big as them was actually the chief disciple of Santai Mountain, and her cultivation was also conceivable.

"Oh? Chief Disciple! Disrespectful and disrespectful, but there is a good saying, rather * head than phoenix tail, but the chicken is always a chicken and the phoenix is always a phoenix. Come on, let me see what you Santai Mountain is capable of being the national sect of the moon worship."

Siyin is not interested in Shishan's identity at all, or maybe it is because her beauty and temperament make her jealous.

"Presumptuous, who do you say is a chicken and who is a phoenix?" It was everyone who heard the taste of ridicule in Siyin's previous words, and Mu Feng and Qianyi both frowned and shook their heads repeatedly. Shouldn't this girl really provoke the fairy gate everywhere as Shishan said?

"Don't get in the way, one qiē is judged by strength. Since Miss Siyin is so confident in your cultivation, then don't fight for words anymore. Get out of the way," Shishan smiled lightly, ignoring Siyin's sarcasm.

"Atmosphere" Qian Yi in the distance couldn't help but let out a compliment from the bottom of his heart.

Mu Feng also nodded, Shishan gave people the feeling that she was different from Siyin. One is like a child who doesn't grow up to be naughty and willful, and the other is mature and calm, what kind of situation should the two fight?

Mu Feng is looking forward to it now, and he also hopes that Shishan can defeat Siyin and rub her sharpness