Qi Yufeng had already known that this person was one of the seventeen people who attacked Ling Hu Chong that day, and he hated it in his heart, and when he heard Ling Hu Chong's order, he didn't even turn his head back, and the long sword in his hand turned around. Before everyone could see his sword path clearly, they saw the blood splashing beside him, and the old man was already in a different place, and his limbs were broken.

When the group saw this young man's swordsmanship, he lifted weights like light and chic, but he was as fast as lightning, which was unpredictable, and he was suddenly shocked, and almost everyone suddenly had an idea in their hearts: This young man is so high in swordsmanship, I am far behind.

Zuo Lengchan was quite far away, and he couldn't save people in time, so he sat on the chair without moving, looking immovable, but his hands trembled violently, obviously he was already angry, and after a long time, he slowly sneered: "Linghu is really majestic, good means!" ”

Linghu Chong straightened his clothes, tied his robe, and said with a cold face: "Each other!" ”

Just as he turned around and wanted to return to his seat, suddenly an old man from Huaquanmen finally came to his senses, raised his knife loudly, pointed at Qi Yufeng and shouted, "You...... You...... You killed my senior brother, and I fought with you today! At this time, he was far away from the fierce tiger snow wind, and his heart was full of courage and grief, and he raised his knife and slashed.

Qi Yufeng stepped back slightly, dodged the man's knife, and looked sideways at Ling Hu Chong for instructions.

Linghu Chong glanced at it, and saw that this person's martial arts path, like the dead old man, was one of the seventeen people who ambushed and killed him, and immediately couldn't help but feel a wave of resentment, gritted his teeth and said: "Kill!" ”

Qi Yufeng got the signal, and immediately spit out the sword light in his hand, and a white light flashed in the sky. Before the man could realize when the other party had made a move, he only felt a chill in his throat. It was pitch black, and then he fell headlong to the ground. Never get up again.

This time, everyone raised their spirits and watched carefully, but seeing that this young man only stabbed out a sword, strange and fast, he killed the master of Huaquanmen, and they couldn't help but be a little shocked and afraid. Everyone thought in their hearts, if this sword is not attacking this person, but me, how can I resist it?

Zuo Lengchan's face was pale, looking at Qi Yufeng, although all kinds of rumors about this young man had been heard all kinds of times over the years, but it was only now that he realized that he had actually spied on this person.

He thought for a moment. I feel that although the Songshan Sect has a large number of talents, and there are thousands of second-generation disciples under him, no one can do it compared to this person. Immediately, he couldn't help frowning secretly.

At this moment, suddenly two yellow-clothed disciples rushed up from the bottom of the mountain, running with all their might. Obviously, there was an emergency, and Zuo Lengchan knew that these two people were the supervisors of the knowledgeable guests. If you don't want to do anything, you can't go to the top in such a hurry. I couldn't help but look at the two of them, and for a while I forgot about the Huaquan Gate.

After a short time, the two of them ran to Zuo Lengchan and stepped forward to say: "Congratulations Master, Master Fang Zheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and the head of the Wudang faction, Chongxu Daoist, led the disciples of the two factions to come up the mountain. ”

Zuo Lengchan heard this, and when he was overjoyed, he stood up with his chest up, turned his head to the head of the Taishan faction next to him, Tianmen Daoren, and said loudly: "The heads of the Shaolin and Wudang factions are coming together, and it is really polite, we have to go down to greet it." ”

In his tone, it seemed that he was deliberately understated, and it was not a matter of course, but it was deliberate, and his tone was very cold, and even Tianmen, the stupidest head of the Wuyue Sword Sect, could not hide the joy in his heart, and immediately nodded a little stunned, and then got up.

Although the other heads of Wuyue did not get to be greeted, they all stood up one after another, and there were many people in the audience.

Qi Yufeng saw Zuo Lengchan majestic from a distance, the sleeves of his robe were fierce, and he led the heroes down the mountain to greet him, looking so beautiful, but he couldn't help but secretly shake his head in his heart, and he had always thought too highly of this character.

Many people are high, powerful, look like a halo, always right, ordinary people when they bring it up, often want to bow down, never allow a trace of blasphemy and insults, in fact, these people peel off a glamorous coat, nothing more than that, just coincided with the meeting, because of the fate of the meeting, the reason for its success, the biggest reason is nothing more than having a good father, or eating a puddle of shit.

This Zuo Leng Zensheng is the most powerful Songshan faction among the Five Yue Sword Sect, and has worked hard for several years, subduing many senior brothers, dividing the remaining four factions of the Five Mountains, and taking charge of the Niu Er of the Five Mountains, which is not a small achievement.

But when he went up the mountain, he had a grudge against Linghu Chong's jealousy, overflowing with words, at this time, the people who heard the door reported to Shaolin Wudang to go up the mountain, and couldn't help but be happy, such a leader of the Wuyue Alliance, selling fame and reputation, narrow-minded, is really chivalrous, may also be sneaky and calculating things to do too much, the hero's pride has been completely forgotten.

Zuo Lengchan is the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, and his martial arts, resourcefulness, and status are no longer comparable to ordinary people, but the desire for profit is consumed, and he casts all kinds of conspiracies and tricks in order to win the Wuyue and send a unified army. In the end, it ended up in such a state of flies and dogs, which is really unadmirable.

Qi Yufeng thought about this, and couldn't help but feel a little contempt for him.

The Wuyue Sword Sect originally lived in the Songshan Mountain in Zhongyue, the Hengshan Mountain in the North was at the end, and the Huashan faction ranked second, but the disciples of the Songshan faction rectified the team and lined up the mountain, but the Huashan faction was ranked last.

Ling Hu Chong walked while thinking back to his actions, and couldn't help but faintly break out in a cold sweat on his back, although he was smart, but he didn't have much resourcefulness, let alone scheming, and there was nothing to do, he should be a talent for drastic changes, and the successive killings in front of him were not what he wanted, but they were just forced by the form.

Seeing that he was bound to have a battle with the Songshan faction, he couldn't think of any plan to win, so he could only go with the flow and resign himself to fate, but fortunately, the martial arts of the Huashan faction at this time were not what they used to be, and there were strong reinforcements behind them, so they didn't have to worry too much.

The group of heroes was chaotic, and before they took a few steps, they saw a group of people in front of them making their debut, a big monk with fluttering sleeves, walking up the mountain quickly, it was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Fangzheng, accompanied by a few people, in addition to the brain of the Wuyue Sword School, the other one, but he was wearing a robe, hanging a sword from his waist, and an old man in good spirits, presumably the head of the Wudang faction.

Ling Hu Chong has always respected these two people, but he didn't have the opportunity to get acquainted, and it was not easy to go up to make friends at this time, so he led the Huashan faction to retreat to the side of the road and bow his hand.

Who knew that Master Fang Zheng came to his side, but he smiled slightly, stopped and said: "Master Linghu, you Huashan sent the west to be a guest, and you came to my land of Luyu, how can I teach you to wait here for a long time." After saying that, he grabbed Ling Hu Chong's hand and carried him up the mountain side by side.

Chongxu Dao Chang followed closely, and when he saw Qi Yufeng holding a sword in his hand, his eyebrows were clear, and a white fox squatting on his shoulder, he couldn't help but light up, nodded at him with a smile, and then floated away.

Qi Yufeng was slightly stunned, and then thought that this Taoist master was also known for his swordsmanship like a god, and it was impossible not to care about his name, so he also felt a sigh of relief.

Zuo Lengchan walked aside, seeing that the monk Fang Zheng was polite to Ling Hu Chong, the two talked and laughed all the way, and others couldn't interject at all, he didn't know that these two people were actually just gods before this, and they had never seen each other, but the two of them had known each other for a long time, and they couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

He walked a few more steps, and suddenly remembered that Qi Yufeng asked at the foot of the mountain, obviously he had already known the news that the Shaolin Temple was going to come to watch the ceremony, and immediately had all kinds of thoughts, gathered together, and couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart, and then he was shocked and angry, and looked up at Ling Hu Chong.

When everyone went up to the top of the mountain, Master Fang Zheng still took Ling Hu Chong's hand and let him stand beside him, while he smiled and greeted each other with heroes from all walks of life, but there were too many people who came to visit the head of the world's first sect, and they were all crowded together.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Lengchan hurriedly said loudly: "Everyone don't need to be polite, otherwise thousands of people will worship and worship, and they won't be able to finish worshipping tomorrow, please sit down, and the conference will start immediately." ”

When everyone heard that the conference was about to open, they were embarrassed not to give face to the leaders of the Wuyue Alliance, so they immediately scattered in all directions, sat on the chairs, and some of them stood aside and looked at the field from afar.

Zuo Lengchan and the others quieted down, then stood in the middle of the field, and said loudly: "My Wuyue Sword Sect gathered today, thanks to the friendly face appreciation of colleagues in the martial arts, the number of visitors is very large, and it is unexpected, so that all kinds of supplies are quite insufficient, and the reception is slow, I hope you will not blame." He bowed to the Quartet to apologize.

In fact, in previous years, there were not so many people at the Wuyue Sword Sect gathering, and at most there were only one or two close tribes to join in this move.

But since three years ago, Zuo Lengchan gradually revealed his ambitions, wanting to unify the Wuyue Sword School, and there were many disputes among the Wuyue, and the participants in the Wuyue Party brought their own helpers.

Immediately, everyone knew what he said, and they all sneered in unison, only the helpers found by the Songshan faction cheered loudly.

The heads of the other four factions all pretended to be careless, and raised their eyes slightly, but saw that the four sides were not dressed in the Songshan faction, and the voices of friendship also rose and fell one after another, and they couldn't help frowning slightly. (To be continued!)

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