Zhao Qi really sent sheep into the tiger's mouth this time.

The archway of the Heavenly Master's Mansion is not something that anyone can step on if they want to.

This Heavenly Master's Mansion is not like a god living on a peak like Guling Mountain, but a very vast mansion has been built on the main peak, which is the Heavenly Master's Mansion in the eyes of the world.

There is a White Tiger Hall in the center of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, which is the head of Qi Xuanzhen's Immortal Residence, and His Royal Highness has a psychic white tiger, which is Qi Xuanzhen's mount.

In addition, there is the Dan Palace, which is the alchemy place of Qi Xuan ghosts, among which there is an ancient bronze Dan furnace, which is said to be the object of the Yellow Emperor period, and the immortal pill of Qi Xuan ghost that achieves the spiritual realm comes from this furnace.

The east and west are the Tongxuan Hall and the Fulong Palace, which are the residences of the two heavenly masters, Qi Xuanxia and Qi Xuanrafter.

Counting up, there are three of the four great heavenly masters who live in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and the last one is named Qi Xuanxi, but he is not on the mountain.

There is a view on the mountainside of Sumen Mountain, called Sanqingguan, in addition to a sweeping child, there is only an old man who is over the age of old. This person is Qi Xuanxi, the oldest of the four Heavenly Masters of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

There is a martial arts arena on the mountain behind the Heavenly Master's Mansion, which is usually used as a place where disciples on the mountain must learn, but today it has an unusual use.

In the eyes of the old and young Taoists of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, this place is the burial place of the little ghost of the Zongheng faction.

This martial arts arena can be described as magnificent, covering an area of hundreds of paces of wide space, is recessed into the ground, somewhat similar to the Colosseum, surrounded by a higher than the first step of the platform, four high platforms are set up at the four corners, there is a pavilion, is for the distinguished guests to watch the battle.

At this time, the surrounding platform was full of people, all of whom were disciples from Sumen Mountain who came to watch the battle, most of them were yellow robes, and there were very few gray and white robes.

In Sumen Mountain, the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion can enter and leave the Heavenly Master's Mansion at will, and ordinary disciples can only enter unless they are extremely close to those disciples, so many disciples who want to watch the battle are turned away.

The yellow-robed disciples occupied the front seats, and the gray-robed ones could only sit in the last two rows.

Among these ordinary disciples, there were two Daoists from Guling Mountain, namely Liu Qingfeng and Li Xining.

Li Xi was so bold that he had to sneak into the muddy waters of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and Liu Qingfeng had to follow.

In the pavilion on the high platform in the southeast corner, there are Qi Xuanzhen, the head of the house, and the three heavenly masters.

Qi Xuanzhen was lying in front of a white tiger, looking extremely docile, looking lazily at the mountains and forests in the distance in a daze.

On the side, there was a little Taoist boy who was waiting for Qi Xuanzhen, wearing a gray Taoist robe, and pouring tea and water for the head of the house with an expressionless face.

In the middle of the field, the two people stood facing each other.

One person wears a purple gold crown and a purple robe, with the same status as the four heavenly masters of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and is the descendant of the lineage, one of the identities is Qi Xuanxia's son, what really makes him qualified to be equal to his father is another identity: the personal disciple of the head Qi Xuanzhen.

It is Qi Zhongshan, the first person of the young generation in Sumen Mountain.

The other was wearing a green robe, with his hair scattered, a cyan sword in his hand, the robe was windless, and he looked extremely flamboyant, and a pair of phoenix eyes stared at Qi Zhongshan who was confronting him from afar, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

If you clean up and dress up, Zhao Qi is really a handsome offspring. Danfeng eyes, willow eyebrows, snow teeth and red lips, the face is like a knife.

It's just that the loose hair makes him look like a madman, and with his arrogant temperament, others ignore his appearance.

That Qi Xuanzhen's personal disciple carried a one-person-wide sword box on his back, which looked a little heavy, but he didn't know how many swords were hidden in it.

"Qi Zhongshan, I heard that you threatened to take the head of the young master? At this moment, I will stand in front of you, and whether I can get it or not depends on how capable you are. ”

Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at Qi Zhongshan from a distance and shouted.

Qi Zhongshan was furious, glared at this scoundrel who killed a thousand knives, and sneered: "Zhao Qi, after entering my Heavenly Master's Mansion, do you think you can still have the life to get out alive?"

Zhao Qi drew his sword, the scabbard was thrown out casually, but it was firmly inserted on the ground, he shook his sword, and his tone was extremely rampant: "Zhao Qi, a disciple of Zongheng, is here to die!"

Qi Zhongshan's face sank, he stuck the sword box on his back on the ground, slapped it hard, the sword box opened, and a three-foot-long thin sword flew out and hung beside him.

This is the Leaving Sword.

"Satisfy you!"

Qi Zhongshan took the lead in sacrificing a sword, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he swept out a hundred steps, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi laughed, stepped on the ground with his sword and rushed out, jumped up when he was about to be extremely heavy by the flying sword, and then stepped on the flying sword and took off into the air with his strength, straight into the sky.

Three feet off the ground, he suddenly rushed down, and the sword slashed out a sword qi across his chest.

The flying sword just now turned back and hit Zhao Qi, who was still in mid-air.

Qi Zhongshan sneered, that is, you have done a good job, how high you fly? You can't be as flexible in the air as you are on the ground, so I don't believe that this sword can't hurt you.

Thinking like this, Qi Zhongshan sacrificed a sword again, and the second sword rushed straight up, colliding with the sword qi played by Zhao Qi, only to hear a roar, and the flying sword was unscathed, stabbing straight at Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi turned over and stood upright, poured the internal force into the soles of his feet, and stepped on the tip of the sword, the flying sword seemed to hit the stone slab, and the sword body was bent out of an arc, but it was not an inch in the slightest.

Another flying sword struck quickly, Zhao Qi stepped on the tip of the sword and turned down, only to hear a "sonorous" sound, and the two swords offered by Qi Zhongshan collided together, and they were self-defeating.

And Zhao Qi had already reached the top of Qi Zhongshan's head, and the vertical sword stabbed out.

Qi Zhongshan flew back with the sword box, and the most taboo thing about leaving the sword in his hand was close combat.

But no matter how he retreated, Zhao Qi was in hot pursuit, and he didn't intend to give him a chance to sacrifice the third sword.

"Back!"

Qi Zhongshan shouted, holding the sword box in one hand and pinching the seal in the other, the two flying swords that fell to the ground after the collision seemed to hear the call, and they rose straight into the air, flying out with a "whoosh".

Two swords flew from his back, Zhao Qi turned around and lay down on his back, dodging the attack, and when his back was two inches from the ground, he turned around and quickly straightened up with his hand supporting the ground.

Qi Zhongshan had a chance to breathe, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and sacrificed the third flying sword.

A series of three flying swords besieged Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi was not afraid, his steps became illusory, and the movements of the sword dance began to become messy.

Orderly in chaos, snake dance sword trick.

It seems that there is no order, but the three flying swords can never stab Zhao Qi's body.

In the middle of the field, Zhao Qi's cloak spread, and the sound of wild laughter spread throughout the martial arts arena, and he said: "Qi Zhongshan, what if you can fly a sword?" I want to see how many swords you can hide in this sword box! ”

Qi Zhongshan's face was solemn, he didn't know how many swords the sword box could hold, but as far as his current internal strength was concerned, he could only control three swords, if he forcibly sacrificed the fourth sword, he didn't need Zhao Qi to do it, and he himself would be able to overdraw his internal strength and die violently.

Seeing the snake dance sword technique again, Li Qingfeng's face was ugly. Not long ago, he was defeated by this set of undisciplined swordsmanship, see you again today, how can you not be annoyed.

Qi Zhongshan struggled to control the sword, but he didn't let it go at all, and said, "Kill you, three swords are enough!"

"Hahaha......"

Zhao Qi's arrogant laughter came from the martial arts arena, and he saw Zhao Qi's internal strength skyrocketing, raising his hand to shoot down a flying sword, but what was really shocking was the next sword.

Zhao Qi's sword intent soared, and his steps were almost to the extreme, and the onlookers only saw the afterimage in the field, but they couldn't see themselves, and they didn't see how he made a move, so they only heard a "click" and broke a flying sword.

The next moment, Zhao Qi stepped on the sword and flew, and the milli cao in his hand cut through the sky, with the sound of "whirring". The eyes of the onlookers widened, and they didn't know if they were hallucinating, and there seemed to be a dragon moaning in the audience.

A sword was swung out, and smoke and dust billowed out.

Qi Zhongshan's face was like ashes, and he hurriedly picked up the sword box to block.

The sword box exploded, and Qi Zhongshan flew out.

The smoke cleared.

Zhao Qi stood in place, pointed his sword in the direction of Qi Zhongshan, and said: "This sword, the name of the Immortal, you are the first person, but you are far from worthy of its name."

Kill immortals, cut immortals with a sword.

Zhao Qi realized by cutting the waterfall under the stream of Yunmeng Mountain, and created his own style, named Chop Immortal, which originated from the old man Li of the library building.

Qi Zhongshan knelt on his knees, and a line of sticky blood dripped from his mouth and mixed with the soil.

"Mountain!"

Qi Xuanxia's worried shouts came from the high platform, Qi Zhongshan ignored it completely, reached into his arms with difficulty, took out a bean-sized pill, stuffed it into his mouth, ignored the sticky blood in his mouth, and swallowed it together.

"Hey, hey, slashing immortals? Such a big breath, even I can't cut it, and I dare to call it an immortal? Do you deserve it too? ”

Qi Zhongshan lowered his head and slowly straightened up, and his internal force continued to rise.

The robe swelled as if it was inflated, the purple gold crown fell to the ground, and the long black hair spread out, flying behind the head, more crazy than a mad demon, more arrogant than Zhao Qi.

He looked up, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and the corners of his eyes were bruised.

"Qi Enhancement Pill!"

In the stands, Li Xining exclaimed in surprise, and Li Qingfeng hurriedly covered her mouth.

In the field, Zhao Qi put away his smile, looked at the strange Qi Zhongshan in front of him with a solemn face, and clenched the sword in his hand.

As a second-rate master, he could naturally feel the increase in Qi Zhongshan's internal strength, and in the blink of an eye, he already had the posture of a first-class master.

"Hehehe...... Zhao Qi, do you think you can defeat me? In front of me Qi Zhongshan, you are just an ant, what? Do you feel this monstrous internal force? If you kowtow and beg for mercy now, I will let you go and wait for my son to serve tea and pour water, how about it? ”

Qi Zhongshan slowly closed his eyes and felt the surging internal force in his body, which seemed to be unprecedentedly comfortable, and the meridians were unimpeded, as if there was an inexhaustible internal force.

"That's the ...... first-class"

Qi Zhongshan was immersed in strength and couldn't extricate himself.

Zhao Qi took the preemptive action, and while he had not yet reached the first-class level, he stabbed out with a sword.

Qi Zhongshan suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the blade of the sword, pulled Zhao Qi in front of him, and imprinted a palm on his chest.

Zhao Qi's eyes bulged out, his ears roared, and there seemed to be the sound of broken bones.

The body seemed to lose his instincts at that moment, only to hear the wind whistling in his ears, his head hit the ground hard, and he saw the two people standing up in the stands.

"Zhao Qi—"