Wumen Gate Master Wu Lei led hundreds of disciples and Lingjian Mountain to carry it, and the small foundation in the dense forest at this time was also built with momentum.

Wow~~ The sound of crutches knocking on the foundation was crisp, and the three soldiers and two big men in the prison stood up nervously, one of the soldiers stepped forward to open the door of the foundation, and sure enough, a black gourd was hung on a crutch, and a chubby old man stood at the door.

"I've seen Lord Wind!" The palace master knelt down with the soldiers, his eyes stared at the old man, and he was happy in his heart: This poisonous wind can be regarded as coming, it has not appeared for so many years, this time see how I kill you.

The old man spoke in a sharp accent, in an ugly tone like he had been castrated: "Crush these captured dogs to the side of the main hall and slaughter them in front of the people of Lingjian Mountain." ”

"Yes!"

Poison Hufeng walked in front, without the slightest doubt that any of these soldiers would be pretending to be swaggering in front of him, and he would not bring his head back.

The palace master shook his head lightly, this old thing has lived for a long time, and he may not even have a sense of crisis at all, or is this fog gate too rampant?

The two men opened the iron prison door, tied them up one by one, connected them all with ropes, and drove them away with shouts, like herding sheep, punching and stepping on them. The palace master pretended to kick Li Bai viciously, and then picked him up, but in fact, he had already loosened the rope for him. The palace master grabbed Li Bai's ears, and the people behind him looked at him in fright, for fear that Li Bai would be slaughtered. Li Bai made eye contact with the palace master, everything was planned.

"When the main hall starts, you are ready to follow the footsteps of the long wind and rush out." "I have a personal affair with the fog gate, don't look back at me."

The closest to Li Bai was Changfeng, the leader he had chosen from the twelve, Changfeng nodded, and motioned to the rest of the people.

Walking out of the dense forest, he was going to be pressed under the dark sky, Li Bai took a deep breath, this kind of scene he had seen five years ago, and now he would see it again.

Getting closer and closer to the main hall, I saw that the fog gate had surrounded more than twenty people from Lingjian Mountain. Li Bai looked up and looked carefully at the side of the fog gate, one stumbled and fell to the ground, and the palace master hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his clothes, "Haha, the mongrel of Lingjian Mountain is afraid!" Secretly cautiously asked, "Boy, what's the matter with you?" ”

Li Bai patted his head, and then glanced at the fog gate disciple in the distance, the new fog gate master who was standing opposite the old sword master turned out to be the fog thunder that had fallen under his sword! Li Bai suddenly understood the confrontation between the reconstruction of the Fog Gate and the Spirit Sword Mountain, all this may be because of himself! Glancing at the old sword master again, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and he didn't know why, and he didn't know how.

"Lingjian Mountain, Lingjian Mountain, the old sword master is old after all, and it is difficult for one person to support the treasure land of Lushan Mountain." Wu Lei wantonly ridiculed in front of everyone in Lingjian Mountain, "At the beginning, Master Wuyin put down his old face and begged to be let go, but you also sent someone to slaughter the door, and the master used his life to tell me that I can't be soft-hearted, how ruthless Lingjian Mountain was at the beginning, I must pay it back a hundred times!" ”

"I caused it back then, but Lingjian Mountain is not wrong, your master's intentions are wrong, and you are the same! If you want to move the Spirit Sword Mountain, the small fog gate is not worthy! ”

The old sword master's body moved, and his palm was shaped like an eagle's claw and grabbed at the fog thunder, and Xiang Yang did the same, and the bow was like a falcon attacking the back of the fog thunder.

The sudden attack, the evil laugh of the fog and thunder was even more crazy, and he actually waved his fist to catch the claw of the old sword master! Just when Xiang Yang thought that the sneak attack was going to be successful, a big black ruler fell from the sky and smashed to the ground, preventing Xiang Yang from attacking from behind the fog and thunder. And in front of the fog thunder, two figures silently appeared, the Demonhair Banshee and the Cold Sword Qiao. The banshee's long hair restrained the old sword master's body like glue, and Qiao let go of the cold sword and stabbed, and the fog and thunder exploded with a punch.

Boom! The old sword master broke free from the shackles of the banshee's hair, and after guarding against Qiao's cold sword, he ate a mist thunder punch, and hurriedly retreated with the help of his fist. After Xiang Yang was blocked, he also retreated and returned to the old sword master.

"The Banshee and Leng Jian Qiao, as well as the ruler king Li Gang!"

The old sword master rubbed his chest, he was punched by the fog thunder but he didn't feel any injuries, and what surprised him was that the three people who were protecting the fog thunder suddenly appeared.

"I haven't seen it for many years, and the strength of the old sword master doesn't seem to advance but retreat!"

"Hmph, don't come unharmed, old sword master."

The Demon-Haired Banshee and Cold Sword Qiao stood in front of the fog and thunder, and the old sword master and Xiang Yang never expected that these people who had been hidden for a long time suddenly appeared, which was not a good thing for Spirit Sword Mountain.

"Wulei dares to attack Lushan on a large scale, and he doesn't take my Spirit Sword Mountain in his eyes at all, it turns out that you are supporting him behind it."

"Why is the sword master afraid? I've suffered a lot of your oppression back then! ”

"Old miscellaneous hair, are you going to be my enemy?"

"It's been an enemy for a long time, this time the old accounts and new hatreds will be counted together!"

Fog Thunder took a step back. "Please also ask four old-timers to help me stop it!"

Wu Lei took the initiative to retreat, but waved his hand to the poisonous wind walking above the hall.

"Four? Who else is there? Poison Hufeng came unhurriedly, and when he arrived, the old sword master felt a strong pressure, maybe he was really going to fall here......

"Poisonous Wind, the Poison Sect Master of the Extreme World, once poisoned most of the world, and then hid in the forest, I can't imagine seeing you again today!"

"I really haven't seen him for many years, and the sword master is also old, and his strength seems to be gone."

Poison Hufeng was a sissy, and he didn't have the slightest feeling of putting the old sword master in his eyes.

"You can try!"

Hmph, Poison Hufeng shook his hand with a smile, "You still don't know me as a person, this persimmon can't be pinched soft?!" ”

Poison Hufeng took off the gourd on the crutch, pulled out the lid of the gourd, and shook it violently at the disciples of Lingjian Mountain below. A cloud of green qi came out of the gourd, and the big snake that turned into a green giant opened its mouth, baring its fangs and biting at the disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain who couldn't be avoided.

The old sword master was furious, "Such an old thing, actually attacked the young man, and you are also a poison king!" ”

In a flash, blocking in front of his many disciples, Xiang Yang helped guard the other three coming. A sword transformed into three thousand spirit swords, and slashed the poisonous gas snake put down by the poisonous gourd with a sharp brush, and every time the sword swept the poisonous gas, it was corroded, and finally cut the poisonous snake, but the sword was also abolished.

"Hmph, you can protect the bottom, but you can't protect the above! Are you going to watch them die? ”

The old sword master looked at the thirteen people who pressed up beside Poison Hufeng suspiciously, "None of them are from my Spirit Sword Mountain, you want to kill them and blame me?" ”

"These people are all the forces of the eternal world, Lingjian Mountain is afraid and doesn't dare to offend so many people, how can I kill them and bury them for Lingjian Mountain?"

The old sword master promised that he couldn't save the people who were arrested above, he couldn't hide his clothes behind him and said: "The people above can't be saved and don't need to be saved, today I and Elder Xiangyang will open the way for you, and you lead them to leave quickly." ”

Xuanyi gathered many disciples, and took advantage of the moment when the poisonous wind started, and swooped out of the sword formation and stabbed out of the hall door. At the same time, of course, it was good that the old sword master and Elder Xiangyang were attacked. Xuanyi and his disciples were sandwiched in the middle, holding the sword as one, the old sword master directly blocked the banshee and Leng Jian Qiao, while Elder Xiangyang resisted the ruler king Li Gang.

Wu Lei and the disciples of Wu Sect behind him stood at the door, with no intention of retreating, Xuan Yi might be able to leave if she could break through Wu Lei's defense, but she couldn't ignore many of her fellow disciples.

"Since you ignore me, you can only let you die first......"

The gourd of the poisonous wind turned to the thirteen people above, and a poisonous gas was about to envelop Li Bai and the others in an instant.

Li Bai didn't know when he put on the veil, except for the old sword master who couldn't recognize him, even the poisonous gourd looked confused when he turned around.

The palace master tore off the skin and put on a veil. "Absolute Cold Yuan Realm, Condensation!"