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"It's a Nanlidao person!"

A few disciples in the circle vaguely saw an old man in a green robe, walking slowly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although his face could not be recognized, he could only see the old man holding a wine jug in his left hand and a sky-blue long sword in his right hand, the sword body was about three feet long, and when it fell to the ground, his whole body glowed with blue.

"That's right, the whole body is blue, it's the sword Nanli", a disciple who had seen this sword before judged, and everyone looked at the source of the sound, curious to see what the Nanli Daoist, who often became the talk of martial artists, looked like.

In the early years, he was just an ordinary Taoist priest in Longhu Mountain, Xijiang Province, but one year, all this changed.

That year, the Northern Martial Arts Alliance sent an exchange group to Longhu Mountain to carry out martial arts exchanges. Of course, this exchange is limited to the upper-level elders and elite disciples of each sect, and this group of people from the Northern Sect has their eyes higher than the sky and their nostrils are facing upward, where will they really respect the organizer Longhu Mountain. At that time, Longhu Mountain was indeed a withered talent, and there were still a few masters in the late congenital stage, but in those years, they died of old age, and only the head of the sect was left with mid-congenital strength, and the sect was even more green and yellow.

In order to play Dragon Tiger Mountain, the people in the northern faction proposed to carry out a competition, and the people sent out were ordinary elite disciples, and the elders had no intention of doing anything at all. However, the strength of this group of disciples was innate, and the lowest score was also in the middle of the innate stage, and at that time, Longhu Mountain could only deal with the head of the sect. But the northern faction brought it up again, how can you be a head of the sect to compete with ordinary disciples, and took the opportunity to satirize Longhu Mountain.

At this time, the Nanli Daoist stood up from his brewing post, he really couldn't get used to the hypocrisy of these people, so he took the initiative to ask the head to fight, the original head saw that this old disciple who was nearly fifty years old was also very angry, after all, the disciple of Longhu Mountain was the first in the southern faction, and it was normal not to know him, and the head saw that he was so active for a while, and he couldn't send those new disciples whose strength had just reached the innate or was still below the congenital.

But what everyone didn't expect was that the Nanli Daoist shook the mid-congenital disciples of the opposite North Sect a few meters with one palm, and then hooked his hand to signal the remaining five innate disciples to go up together, and what was surprising was that it was another person and one punch, all of which blasted out of the gate of Longhu Mountain!

At this time, several elders of the Northern Sect were angry, and in order to regain face, they also said that the Southern Sectarians were too old and should be dealt with by them. The head of Longhu Mountain naturally disagreed, and finally found a piece of gold in the wasteland, how could a fierce disciple in the middle of the innate stage let him take risks, not to mention, these elders of the Northern Sect, each of them had the strength of the Heavenly Rank, and the weakest had the early stage of the Heavenly Rank. How do you know that one of the elders in the early stage of the Heavenly Rank is not sparing people at all, and the attack is a killing move, and he directly wants to kill people and destroy his mouth. The head of Dragon Tiger Mountain couldn't participate in it at this time, not to mention that there were still a few heaven-level martial artists staring, and the head could only watch with red eyes. Seeing that the situation was getting more and more unfavorable, this Nanli actually flew back a few steps, whistled, and shouted "Sword coming"!

A blue giant sword fell from the sky and pierced into the cement, and it was this sword, Nan Li relied on it, and with his wonderful swordsmanship, he forcibly cut off one of the arms of the Heavenly Order Elder, and also attracted an eagle to take the arm away. Although the group of people in the alliance were angry, no one knew if there were any more moves in this Nanli that they hadn't used, and they didn't want to risk their lives. In addition, they came to communicate as guests, and if they made another move, they would lose money, so they could only leave angrily with many disciples.

Although this group of disciples was warned not to say that incident, but how can there be an impermeable wall in the world, Nanli slashed the arm of the strong man of the heavenly level with an innate posture, and it was also widely spread within the northern faction, Nanli himself was named the great elder by the head of Longhu Mountain, although the disciples of the northern faction had heard about it, but they had never seen the Nanli Taoist himself, only knew the famous blue long sword, until a few years later, Nanli slowly showed his body in the rivers and lakes, often to protect the disciples of the southern faction, for the southern faction of the martial arts, and was called the guardian of the southern faction, more nicknamed, nosy crazy old man.

"Xiao Fengzi, I haven't seen you for a few months, your swordsmanship is about to catch up with me, not bad", the figure gradually revealed, Nanli Daoist lifted the wine jug and took a sip of sake, and patted Wu Changfeng on the shoulder a little drunkly and said.

Wu Changfeng's shoulder hurt, but he was not a little arrogant, but bowed his body and said with great respect, "The junior Wu Changfeng has seen the Nanli Daoist."

The onlookers pointed and pointed, many martial arts disciples who had never seen the Nanli Daoist were stunned, they had always thought that the Nanli Daoist who had always thought that he was a fairy wind Dao bone was actually a bad old man who loved to drink, but no one dared to doubt the strength of this old man, you must know that the sword in his hand was still groaning, maybe he would stab at someone later.

"Old Taoist, what do you mean, why do you want to spoil my good deeds", the second sword hated this feeling of being ignored, his flawless white face, his anger was slightly red, and he angrily expressed his dissatisfaction with the Nanli Daoist, and finally had the opportunity to spy on the strength of Xia Jian Changfeng to be able to fight with an opponent who was not inferior to his own swordsmanship, which was much more exciting than those sparring partners in the sect.

"Xiaobai, don't be rude", another burst of human voices from afar.

I saw the sound of squirming leaves over the woods outside the circle, and after three seconds, it seemed that two people had walked down from the clouds.

A middle-aged Taoist priest and a long-bearded old monk.

"Amitabha", the old monk recited the Buddha's name, and more than a dozen young monks immediately surrounded him and shouted to the abbot.

"It is the elder of the Laoshan faction, the head of the Wuxin Dao and the abbot of the Shaolin Temple."

Soon, someone in the crowd recognized the two men.

"Xiaobai, why are you causing trouble again", Wuxin Daoist walked over and scolded.

Many onlookers covered their mouths and laughed, but they didn't expect that this second sword with a sword would have such a cute nickname, which obviously didn't match him.

"Master, how many times have you said don't call me Xiaobai Xiaobai, I'm the second sword now", the second sword lowered his head and said helplessly, really this master can't help it.

"The old Taoist priest and the old monk are here, it's really lively", Nanli Daoist stood in front of Wu Changfeng and looked at it with interest.

Wuxin Daoist and Abbot Wuxin immediately walked over, and Wuxin said, "Crazy Daoist, you Longhu Mountain don't seem to be involved this time, why do you stinky Taoist also come to join in the fun," Wuxin said in the past, and he didn't even glance at Wu Changfeng behind Nanli Daoist.

"Brother Changfeng, what should I do, will something happen", Mo Ling said quietly, although they are now protected by the head of the Southern Departure Dao, but there are many people in the north, and now there are two more great masters in the middle of the Heavenly Order, and if they encounter it in it at that time, they will definitely have to meet it.

"You are Wu Changfeng, a disciple of Changqingzi?" Wuxin finally shifted the topic to Changfeng, but unexpectedly, he actually said next, "Sure enough, it's a talent, no wonder I can seriously injure many disciples of my Laoshan faction with my own strength, don't worry, I have always been a reasonable person, since the crazy Taoist priest is protecting you, I don't bother to pursue you here, but, if you come from the ground, I will hunt you down from this mountain, hehe, so I can do it myself."

"Hiss", I thought that this Laoshan faction had planned to let go of this Wu Changfeng, but I didn't expect that people just didn't want to waste time and waste their physical strength now, and everyone was deeply shocked by the routine of the unintentional Taoist.

"Congratulations to the poor monk on the success of the Nanli Taoist friend, ranking in the middle of the heavenly stage, congratulations, Amitabha."

At this time, the abbot of the Dharma Enlightenment threw out a bombshell news that the Nanli Daoist had successfully advanced from the late congenital stage to the Heavenly Stage! And it's still the middle of the Heavenly Stage!

In fact, long before Ye Chen and Zhu Youliang fought against each other, the Nanli Daoist had already advanced, but they were not revealed in a low-key manner. But if he doesn't care, others care, in the past, he could cut off the arm of a Heaven Rank martial artist in the innate period, and now that he has entered the middle stage of the Heaven Rank, how unfathomable his strength is! After entering, you must avoid him, everyone thought in their hearts.

"Old monk, don't pretend to congratulate me, I'm afraid the most disgusting thing about my cultivation is the people of your alliance," Nanli Daoist waved his hand and said.

The abbot of Wufa was silent, just smiled, obviously Nanli was right, his cultivation has improved, and naturally the dispute between the southern and northern factions in the future will definitely be re-evaluated. Even if there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, but now there is a sword Changfeng in the early stage of the Heavenly Order, and there is another Southern Departure Daoist in the middle of the Heavenly Rank who is already strong, and this gap is gradually narrowing.

Jian Changfeng did not answer, but found a chair for the Nanli Daoist to sit down, and the three of them looked at each other like this, and the forest suddenly became strangely quiet.

"I don't know when there will be any movement," the second sword first broke the silence and asked the three people, and the disciples of the surrounding sects also remembered that they had not actually received specific instructions from the sect when they came here, but they were here to act at the opportune moment, except for a few sect leaders on the scene, many sect leaders outside the alliance had not yet arrived.

A group of people looked towards a black mound, the mound seemed to appear abruptly in the jungle, and it was this black mound that seemed to be carried over, it was empty, not even a single weed was grown, the only thing that was a little special was that this mound was in the middle of a small ditch, surrounded by several ditches.

The three of them glanced at each other, then nodded, jumped upwards and disappeared in place.

"Huh? What about people", many people found that the three mid-stage Heavenly Rank powerhouses suddenly retreated for some reason.

300 meters away,

Whizzing three times, the three strong men fell in response.

"How to set the rules", Wuxin Dao Chang said directly.

This time the situation is very complicated, and the number of sects that come has to catch up with the martial arts of the previous dynasty, which is not counting, the key is that there are foreign forces coming to stir up the water.

"I don't care what the rules are, I don't allow those people abroad to get things, this is the treasure of our ancestors, no foreigner can touch it, otherwise how can our group of people be called the descendants of Yan and Huang!" Nan Li didn't have the drunkenness of Fang Cai at all at this time, and said sonorously.

"Amitabha, the poor monk agrees with the opinion of the Taoist friends in the south, the things of Huaxia are only allowed to stay in Huaxia, as for who they belong to, fight for it by strength", after speaking, the abbot of Wufa also glanced at Nanli, saying that it was fought for by strength, if this group of foreigners was really cleaned up, there would be only three people in the southern faction, and they would still be able to compete with the northern faction, not to mention that there were still many northern faction gangs that had not yet arrived, and how could the southern faction have a chance of winning at that time.

"Well, I agree with what the abbot said," said the heartless Taoist priest, stroking his beard.

Nanli looked left and right, walked around the two of them and whispered, "Don't think I don't know what you two have in peace."

"This treasure hunt, our older generation can't participate!"