A group of three people rented a Land Rover at the Xiangcheng Hotel, and then drove slowly towards Yaowangfeng.

Shadow and Qin Tian sat in the back, she was looking at this strange place curiously all the way, I have to say that the scenery from Xiangcheng to Yaowang Peak is very good, like a fairyland on earth, surrounded by mountains and misty clouds.

After a three-hour drive, we finally arrived near Yaowang Peak, because of Yaowang Valley, the tourism business did not go there, so there was no way out.

If you want to go there, you have to climb over three peaks to reach it.

This is very difficult for ordinary people, but for Qin Tian's party, it is very simple, and at most it is just a waste of time.

"Medicine King Gu has a good thing like the 'Yuan Spirit Pill' in his hands, and it can be passed down for thousands of years, and it's really not that simple......

Qin Tian climbed over a mountain peak and stood in the middle of the mountains, feeling the freshness of nature with some emotion.

The Medicine King Valley is hidden in it, there is a natural barrier to block it, it is simply easy to defend and difficult to attack, in that era when there are no aircraft and cannons, it is even more difficult to break into the Medicine King Valley over the mountains and mountains under the siege of a group of martial arts masters.

In particular, the Medicine King Valley is also divided into two parts, the Medicine Peak and the Poison Valley.

Medicine Peak is okay, it's just a group of martial artists who love medicine refining stay inside, they also often live on the Medicine King Peak, they don't like fighting, they are dedicated to refining medicine, and they can even be said to be crazy about medicine.

But the Poison Valley is different, they are all the swords of the Medicine King Valley against foreign enemies.

If they rely on their strength alone, they may be a few points weaker than those of the same level, but if they can use poison, even if they are a master of dark energy, they can make a Transformation Realm Grandmaster fearful.

After all, poison is a pervasive and terrifying thing, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will die.

This is also why, no one wants to offend the Medicine King Valley, because they can not only refine medicine, but also use poison.

Like in ancient times, there was an emperor who, in order to take all the pills of the Medicine King Valley as his own and let them refine the medicine for his side for generations, once sent an army to take the Medicine King Valley by force.

It's just a pity that as soon as they entered the mountain, they encountered a terrifying poisonous mist, and the whole army of tens of thousands of people did not even cross the first peak, half of them fell there, and finally collapsed and fled back.

When the emperor learned the news, Long Yan was furious, and immediately set fire to the mountain and exterminate the Medicine King Valley, but the news spread out, and in less than two days, before the army was assembled again, the emperor died on his dragon couch.

This news can be said to have frightened countless people at that time, and the first thing the emperor's son did after ascending the throne was to make friends with the Medicine King Valley and worship it as the Holy Religion of Protector of the Country.

This honor, but even the Shaolin Temple has never won it.

It was also from this time that the emperors of any dynasty were unwilling to offend Yaowanggu, and Yaowanggu had no ambition to dominate the world, and had been hiding in the mountains in a low-key manner.

Even in the face of the disaster a hundred years ago, Yaowang Valley was the least affected, because they were not exposed to the public eye like Shaolin and Wudang.

Therefore, their background should be the strongest one.

"Boss, it's here!"

After an hour and a half of climbing over the mountains, the three of them finally arrived at the foot of Yaowang Peak, they looked at this peak that went straight to the sky, a trace of urgency flashed in their eyes, and then Qin Tian was in front, and the three of them immediately rushed up the mountain.

The peak of the Medicine King.

"I didn't expect that this time it was Kunlun's Luo Fanchen and the unscrupulous Taoist priest of Wudang who went to the finals......"

Many people sighed when they saw the two people sitting in the square, pranayama, preparing for the finals.

"In fact, the delicate little monk is also very powerful, only seventeen years old, and he has practiced kung fu to the point of being superb, and his cultivation has reached the peak of dark energy, if it weren't for the unscrupulous Taoist priest playing tricks, maybe the deer will kill whoever is really not sure."

More people feel sorry for the little monk of Shaolin Temple.

"Well, indeed, it's a pity for the little monk...... But I prefer the medicine fairy of the Medicine King Valley, those long legs, tsk......"

A young man from an ancient martial arts family stared at the medical fairy who retreated to the field with hot eyes, but before he finished speaking, he was covered by a young man next to him, ", you don't want to die?" Dare to tease the medicine fairy of the Medicine King Valley here......"

……

The two of them rested for nearly an hour, and all their physical strength and everything had recovered, and after glancing at each other, they stood up at the same time and saluted each other.

"Kunlun Sword Sect, fall into the dust."

"Wudang Mountain, unscrupulous."

As soon as the two of them spoke, two rays of light burst out of their eyes, and then flew out at the same time.

Luo Fanchen was dressed in a white suit, his fair face was full of indifference, holding a three-foot long sword, showing the Kunlun swordsmanship to the fullest, extremely tricky, and the murderous awe, everyone who watched it exclaimed constantly, worrying for the unscrupulous Taoist.

On the other hand, the unscrupulous Taoist priest has a relaxed face, stepping on the nine palace steps, and the gossip palm in one hand is superb, although he has no weapons in his hand, he is at ease, and he is hunting in the wind in a Taoist robe.

The enemy advanced and he retreated, and the enemy retreated and he advanced, the fight was not lively, and everyone was also addicted, even a few old men sitting in front of the Yaowang Valley Temple on the top of the mountain couldn't help but nod.

If it were ordinary people who didn't know how to invite them here, I am afraid they would think that they were making a martial arts blockbuster, and they could actually fight like this, you come and go, no one can help anyone anyway, seeing the moves, as if they had calculated it.

At this time, Qin Tian and the three of them also arrived at the square at the top of the mountain, and they did not run to the temporary viewing seats around them, but stayed at the intersection and watched this wonderful battle.

The madman looked at the two evenly matched on the field and asked curiously, "Boss, who do you think will win?" ”

Qin Tian didn't answer, but asked rhetorically, "What do you think?" ”

The madman thought for a moment and replied, "I think it should be the young man with the sword." ”

Qin Tian looked at the white and gray, two figures in the square, and asked without looking back, "Why?" ”

"Boss, you see, although the Taoist priest is powerful, he is losing and retreating, all supported by his strange pace, although he will sometimes fight back, but he is blocked by the sword of the young man in white, according to this trend, he will not be able to support it for long."

The madman said his thoughts.

"You're right."

Hearing this, Qin Tian nodded approvingly, and then said, "However, I still think that Taoist priest will win......

"Why?"

Not only the madman, but even the shadow also looked at it curiously, she had much the same idea as the madman, and felt that the Kunlun Sword Sect's Luo Fanchen would win.

Qin Tian smiled mysteriously and said slowly: "The most powerful thing in Wudang is not the Nine Palace Bagua Steps, but the Tai Chi ......."

"Tai Chi?"

When the shadow and the madman heard this, their pupils shrank, they were not ordinary people, so they naturally knew the power of this kung fu.

It's just that what makes them a little puzzled is that two days ago, Ning Jing was still saying that the real Taijiquan had been lost, and even the Taiji on Wudang Mountain was only half of it, it was incomplete, and it couldn't wield much power at all.

"Don't worry, just watch......"

Qin Tian seemed to know the doubts in their hearts, and smiled inexplicably, with a confident look on his face.

When the shadow and the madman saw him like this, they looked at the square with a full stomach full of questions.

"Unscrupulous Taoist, it's still too late for you to surrender now, I can tell you clearly, until the Grandmaster, I can't control the power of my last sword, and when the time comes, I'm afraid your life will be in danger......"

Luo Fanchen's cold voice suddenly sounded in the square, making everyone's eyes light up, they all knew that this young man from the ancient sect Kunlun was going to make a big move.

"Hehe, sissy, if you have the ability, you can just let the sword come over, you Daoist and I will frown, count you as losing."

The sarcastic voice of the unscrupulous Taoist priest made everyone laugh again, and the old man sitting at the gate of the Yaowang Valley Temple couldn't cry or laugh.

Only the delicate little monk, with red face and red ears, red eyes, eager to go up and bite this unscrupulous Taoist priest to death, he lost his mind under this trash talk, and finally missed the championship.

Qin Tian also looked at the unscrupulous Taoist priest on the field in a daze, and after a long time, he smiled dumbly and said, "This guy is quite interesting, echoing my appetite for the master." ”

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