More than half of the cliffs of Wanlong Peak are thousands.

An Qisheng pressed his palm on the steep stone wall, hung in the air, looked down, and saw dozens of zhang down, a place where vines are intertwined, and there is a small platform.

This stone platform is only less than a foot, hidden under the vines, with 300 cliffs on it and nearly 1,000 zhang cliffs below, which can be described as a Jedi.

At this time, on the stone platform, there was a small child curled up between the vines, binding himself with vines, and sleeping in the air above this Jedi

The boy looked to be about seven or eight years old, with a sallow face, shaggy hair, chapped lips like cracked earth, and tattered clothes that could not hide his injuries.

"This kid has such a high luck ......."

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, and he thought far-reaching.

Surviving alone in this catastrophe of annihilation, falling off the cliff and still being able to grab the life-saving vines, survived by gnawing on the vines for five days, and actually made him suffer until he arrived.

This exuberant desire to survive needless to say, this luck alone is already good and earth-shattering.

He didn't need to look at it to know how deep the child's luck was.

Even An Qisheng could think that if he didn't come, it wouldn't be long before someone would find him and save him.

Whew~

On the top of the cliff, An Qisheng has several whereabouts, and he has come to the stone platform not far away.

"Water ......"

The child groaned and woke up from his slumber.

Sun En woke up in a trance, his blurred vision gradually became clear, and he saw that under the drooping sun, on the cliff above ten zhang, an old Taoist priest with a fairy wind bone, a white robe fluttering like a celestial man, was looking at himself curiously.

In those deep eyes, it seems to contain the sea, the starry sky, the depth, and the vastness seem to have no boundaries.

"Save ...... Save me....."

The boy struggled with his deeply scarred palm, and it was faintly visible that all five of his fingernails had fallen off, and the bones of his fingertips had been flattened.

An Qisheng slid down, already holding the scarred palm.

The boy felt light, and he was already in his arms.

Ankisheng hugged the boy and tapped his palm on the cliff from time to time.

It was like a free fall, falling off the cliff at a breakneck speed.

........

On the dusty official road, a horse-drawn carriage drove slowly.

Call~

A black shadow came from a distance, landed lightly on the side of the carriage, and said respectfully:

"Holy Son, that Yunhaitian has returned to the Chivalrous Gate from Wanlong Peak."

"Hmm."

Feng Qingxuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the carriage, slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of laziness in his expression:

"What is the state of that chivalrous prince?"

The black-clothed swordsman bowed slightly:

"The sea of clouds does not touch the ground under your feet when you step on the sky, and it is more than 100 zhang in an instant, moving with the wind and thunder, and the breath is at its peak, like an angry lion and tiger, and your subordinates dare not approach."

"Master Venerable once commented on Yun Haitian, saying that he is the strongest qi vein in the contemporary era for thousands of years, in essence, if it weren't for the Red Lian Dharma King who injured his soul, he would have already achieved the divine vein. You're not close, right. ”

Feng Qingxuan didn't care:

"You go by yourself, I should go alone."

"Yes!"

When the black-clothed swordsman heard this, he didn't hesitate at all, he didn't move, and he had disappeared on the side of the official road.

Only the undriven carriage moved slowly and headed towards the chivalrous gate dozens of miles away.

"Yun Haitian, I hope you are worthy of the teacher's comments and can give me a surprise......"

Feng Qingxuan muttered to himself slightly and slowly closed his eyes.

The carriage drove slowly until the sun was in the sky, when Feng Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes and let out a chuckle of unknown meaning:

"Hehe~"

Sigh law ~

The breeze blew, the horses neighed, and the curtain shook.

Faintly visible, at the corner of the straight official road, a group of big monks stepping on cloth shoes and wearing monk's robes stood quietly, and the breeze lifted the monk's robes, revealing their incomparably strong bodies.

Those great monks lined up, lying in front, although they were silent, but they seemed to be towering in front of the mountain peaks, more than a hundred zhang away, but these high-grade horses did not dare to move forward.

It seemed that they felt extremely dangerous, and it seemed that the air in front of them had become substance, so that they could not move forward an inch.

"The Buddha said that the four are empty, but you seem to have come with murderous intent......."

In the lifted curtain, Feng Qingxuan's eyes were faint, and there was a hint of boredom on his face:

"Sure enough, I can't believe the bald donkey's words at all!"

"Amitabha."

A group of great monks chanted the Buddha's name, as if a bronze bell was ringing, and the Zen sound echoed on the long official road.

"People walk the devil as a demon, practice the Buddha as a Buddha, Buddha and demons don't matter, people are still people after all, they are people, they have love and hatred, we have deep thoughts, and I can't become a Buddha in this life."

The only old monk among the great monks folded his hands in front of him, and his majestic true qi loomed:

"If it is for the sake of subduing demons, I will not become a Buddha."

"Hahaha!"

In the carriage, Feng Qingxuan laughed loudly:

"Demon subjugation? Old bald donkey, is it up to you? ”

"The donor's martial arts are at the peak, and the old monk may not be the opponent......."

Sande's expression was calm, and he responded lightly:

"The general trend is here, but it can also be broken, you can't beat Mr. Yun!"

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

Feng Qingxuan's face was indifferent, and his eyes were extremely cold:

"Old bald donkey, in order to break my general trend, you have to fight for your seven lives?"

Sande is a person of the same generation as the contemporary abbot of Huangjue Temple, Sankong, who has become a master of Da Zhou Tian for decades, and the six great monks on his side, although they are only Xiao Zhou Tian, are standing faintly communicating with each other, and they are obviously proficient in a certain method of joint attack.

The seven joined forces, although he was not afraid, but under the first battle, he did not dare to say that it was bound to be prosperous, and once it was blocked, the general trend accumulated over the months would fall.

"Thanks to Mr. Yun's trust, how can we let the old man face it alone?"

Sande said lightly, looking calm.

"Amitabha!"

Immediately, in the midst of the chanted Buddha name, the seven people stepped together, making a thunderous explosion and the sound of the bronze bell vibrating:

"Your life is here, can you take it?!"

Bang!

In the frightened neighing of several horses, the carriage with a steel skeleton was shattered by the invisible true qi.

On the long official road, a turbulent and unscrupulous air flow suddenly rose, and heavy smoke and dust were raised like a dragon.

Whew~~~

In the turbulent airflow.

Feng Qingxuan's big sword was raised, and his slender five fingers were already on the long knife that was as black as ink.

Rumble!

In the next moment, the earth cracked, and the surging true qi rolled.

Feng Qingxuan stepped,

Bow down,

Draw the knife!

Zheng~~~

Like the roar of the dragon knife, a dazzling sword light like the sun across the sky soared into the air like a match.

Whistling and cutting through the air flow, Sen Sen came to the end of the official road:

"Old thing, you're looking for !! death"

........

The sun was scorching, and in July, the weather was extremely hot.

In front of the main hall of the chivalrous gate, the place where the great sun shines straight is crowded with a group of people.

Bai Xian'er stood on the side of the rockery not far away, watching from afar.

Yun Haitian stood in front of the main hall, his body was as tall as a gun, even if his long hair was gray, his momentum was as strong as the scorching sun between the stars, which made it impossible to ignore.

A few feet in front of him, dozens of people stood opposite him.

Among those people, there were old and young, men and women, and the first ones were Confucian scholars in their teens and thirties.

Between the two teams, there were still many people crying and complaining.

Yun Dongliu stood beside Yun Haitian, his face was extremely ugly, but he recognized the more than 20 people present, all of whom were people who had received the kindness of chivalry.

"Xia Wang, Xia Wang!"

In front of a faded red coffin, an old woman threw herself to the ground and burst into tears: "You deceived the old woman so bitterly, so bitter!" My poor son, he has only lived eighteen! ”

"Lord Xia, if you want the old woman's life, just take it, why, it's my son who died!"

The old woman coughed up blood and shouted, and the martial arts people who listened to it frowned in a ghost-like voice.

But there were seven or eight people around who also knelt on the ground, crying and shouting, accusing the chivalrous sect of all kinds of hurtful things.

Let a group of martial arts people be suspicious, and it is not easy to interrupt.

"Old woman!"

Some martial arts people couldn't stand this cry, and couldn't help but interrupt loudly: "You said that the chivalrous prince killed your son?" It's just nonsense! ”

"Not bad! Who is the chivalrous prince? How could you kill your son for no reason? ”

"Could it be that your son did something unreasonable?"

"And you, what evidence do you have for saying that the chivalrous sect has done so many evil things?"

Other martial arts people also shouted.

"God is pitiful, my son didn't even dare to kill a chicken in his life, how could he do anything evil?"

The old woman caressed the coffin with trembling hands, and looked at Yun Haitian with red eyes:

"Lord Xia, my son died at the hands of your disciple, yes or no?"

"Grandma Huang."

Yun Dongliu's face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

He took two steps forward and looked at the old woman: "Grandma Huang, my senior brother killed your son, and my master has killed him in front of the door, you have seen the corpse, yes or no?" ”

His momentum was powerful, and as soon as he said it, the old woman shook her body.

Yun Dongliu ignored the old woman and looked at a middle-aged man in his forties, with only one arm and one leg:

"Jin Xiangrong! Sixteen years ago, the lone thief Zuo Xingjian raped and killed your wife and daughter, and killed your parents and young sons, but my division traveled 7,000 miles, tracking you for three days and nights, to avenge you? ”

Yun Dongliu's chest rose and fell, and he looked at the others who were crying one after another:

"Li Asheng! Your brother's family died at the hands of the thief Ji Gaoyuan, who avenged you and recovered your Li family heirloom? ”

"Nan Erniu! Your son was kidnapped by bandits, but you begged me to be chivalrous? I ambushed for four days and four nights, killed 126 bandits, and was stabbed 16 times in my body, saving your son, is there a lie? ”

"Ye Peng! Seventeen years ago, your family was killed, and it was my teacher who traveled 8,000 miles to avenge you......."

"Li San! That Liu Sandao defiled Wang Xiaoniang, killed Wang Yunbao's family, and sold that Wang Xiaoniang into the Qinglou, I killed her, is there anything wrong with it? ”

"Zhao Da! Your house slave and your concubine took your property and slashed you thirteen times, but fortunately, my teacher passed by, treated your wounds, and took away your family property for you, do you owe half a penny? ”

........

Yun Dongliu was furious, and he took seven steps in a row, and all of them were pointed out.

Let those people all be red-faced and speechless.

A group of martial arts people were even more amazed, and they scolded those people angrily.

"What a good tongue!"

The middle-aged scribe suddenly let out a sneer.

"Qi Changping! My division traveled thousands of miles seventeen years ago to avenge its annihilation, and you brought people to slander our division today, what is the reason? ”

Yun Dongliu glared angrily.

The great enemy is coming, and if these people disturb his teacher's state of mind, it is very likely that his teacher will be directly defeated.

This is something he could never bear.

"Really?"

Qi Changping's face sank, and he looked straight at Yun Haitian, who was silent: "Old horseman, my Qi family has three hundred and forty-six people, but you killed it?!" ”

The martial arts people around them all jumped in their hearts, and looked at the people of the Chivalry Sect in disbelief.

"Bloody mouth!"

Yun Dongliu and the disciples of the Chivalrous Sect were all furious, and they were really angry, and they couldn't wait to take action immediately.

"Stop!"

Yun Haitian, who was silent for a long time, waved his hand and suppressed the noise of the audience.

He looked around, his eyes swept over everyone one by one, and dozens of 'bitter masters' did not dare to look him directly in the eyes, and lowered their heads one after another.

Only Qi Chang looked directly at him, his face full of anger.

"Since you dare to come, since you dare to speak, then there must be evidence.......

The sea of clouds stands under the scorching sun, not happy or angry:

"Show it to the old man!"

His voice was masculine and as hot as the sun that flowed down.

"I ......"

A trace of struggle appeared on Qi Changping's face, but it disappeared in an instant, and he reached out and pulled out a person from behind him:

"This is my family's housekeeper, in the fire that night, he hid in the dung pit, and narrowly escaped death!"

Puff~

The man fell to his knees and kowtowed to the martial arts people around him, and his burned face like a demon was hideous:

"Yes, it's Yun, Yun Haitian, killed everyone in the Qi family, it's him, it's him....... Yes! No, don't kill me! ”

He turned around, and when he saw Yun Haitian, he suddenly screamed, and he fell to the ground as if he was crazy, and he was killed by force!

Rumble!

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Hundreds of heroes in front of the hall boiled at once.

is different from these ordinary people, in their opinion, even if these things are really chivalrous, it may not matter, but the Qi family was also very famous back then, and there were many people who received their favors.

If his family was really killed by the chivalrous sect, it would really be an earth-shattering event.

"That's it?"

Yun Haitian suddenly laughed, and his smile seemed to be extremely happy.

"What are you laughing at?"

Qi Changping couldn't help but shout angrily: "Old thief, you have sold your reputation all your life, and you have to pretend to be benevolent and righteous when you kill my whole family, you are really the number one villain in the world!" ”

"Bastard!"

Yun Dongliu was furious and was about to step forward.

I didn't know that my shoulders sank, and when I looked back, it was a sea of clouds.

Yun Haitian shook his head slightly, and then said lightly:

"Sixty years ago, when my qi was attained, anyone I wanted to kill, even if I hid in the Six Hells Demon Sect, if I wanted to kill, I would kill him."

His voice is calm, but the ideas contained in it are consistent and consistent for more than 60 years.

Even Qi Changping, who hated him incomparably, was silent when he heard this.

Because it's a fact.

"I will kill someone, who will live here? Who can escape? ”

Yun Haitian looked around, and his tone was flat with a hint of inexplicable emotion:

"Guys, what do you think?"

There was silence.

Many people in the martial arts were speechless.

"Brother Yun's words are far-fetched."

That one, a question suddenly came from behind Yun Haitian.

Han Feng walked out expressionlessly:

"There is no impermeable wall in the world, if it is as the old brother said, then how did you find out that the Demon Sect killed Lin Wanwan's family back then?"

"Cold Peak ......."

Yun Haitian's complexion finally changed.

In his life, he has made countless enemies, only two or three friends, and Han Feng is already one of the few.

He shook his head suddenly and let out a long sigh:

"It turns out that you don't believe me either......."

With a long sigh, everyone under the scorching sun couldn't help but feel a little cool in their hearts.

This coolness is not strong, but it seems to rise from the bottom of my heart.

The cold makes people's hearts ache, and the cold makes people want to cry.

"Such a powerful 'god'"

In the shadows in the distance, under a light veil dressed in red, a trace of surprise appeared on Wushuang's face.

Dozens of feet away, a trace of sadness rose in her heart.

She knew that this was not her own induction, but that the 'god' of the clouds and the sky was extremely strong, and the unintentional change in mood affected all the martial arts people present, and even many masters of the great qi!

Such a powerful 'god', Wushuang never thought that he could realize it in a person who has not attained the divine lineage.

But at the same time, she was also slightly relieved.

Although this cloud sea and sky are incomparably strong, the divine wounds left by the former Red Lian Dharma King are still there, and the spirit cannot be reconciled, and there are finally fluctuations at this time.

It's like a cloud suddenly appearing in a cloudless clear sky.

Although it is insignificant, it is the difference between perfection and imperfection, and the gap is too large to be reasonable.

"I still have a witness!"

Qi Changping gritted his teeth and suddenly pointed to an emaciated figure in the chivalrous gate.

"Not bad!"

In front of everyone's eyes, the emaciated man raised his head and replied expressionlessly:

"The bloody case seventeen years ago was indeed done by my division, and at that time, I was on one side."

"Yun Dongfeng!"

"Seventh Senior Brother!"

"You!"

The crowd around was in an uproar.

The chivalrous disciples were even more stunned, unable to believe their eyes.

"It's him, it's him who killed my son!"

"He killed my brother!"

"That's him! He was the one who raped my daughter! ”

Yun Dongfeng raised his head, and the 'bitter masters' who had been silent before suddenly shouted, as if they had finally seen the enemy.

One by one, they roared angrily, wanting to choose people to devour.

"Brother Yun, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

"That's it! Sad, ridiculous! ”

"I'm a good man, how can I be in company with someone like you!"

At this time, a group of qi masters finally spoke and left.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Haitian's side was almost empty, except for his own disciples.

"Brother Yun, this is the last time I call you."

Han Feng let out a long sigh and also walked to the opposite side.

For a while, Qianfu pointed out, everyone scolded, and the surging killing intent was ten times more violent than the previous respect, making the faces of the chivalrous disciples pale and desperate in their hearts.

Under the turbulence of emotions, only Yun Haitian is still calm, and his body is still straight, without a trace of change.

"Brother Yun, there should be a secret in this matter, I, Nangong Qing, have been friends with you for many years, and I categorically don't believe people like you."

Nangong Qing gritted his teeth and looked at Yun Haitian.

"It's rare that Brother Nangong still believes me."

Yun Haitian shook his head at it, and then looked at Qi Changping:

"Finished?"

"Talking ...... way"

Qi Changping nodded unconsciously, in his opinion, Yun Haitian was in a catastrophe this time.

"Yun someone has acted in his life worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of all sentient beings, worthy of his heart, but he doesn't want to, so ridiculous......."

After looking around at everyone for the third time, Yun Haitian let out a long sigh:

"But what makes you think that I, Yun someone, has lived to be ninety years old, and I can't even teach my disciples?"

"Huh?"

In the shadows in the distance, Wushuang's complexion changed.

Sure enough, I saw that Yun Dongfeng suddenly let out a loud laugh, knelt on the ground, and buckled his head three times towards Yun Haitian, and then raised his head and looked at Qi Changping with great mockery:

"Although there is a lot of gold and silver, although the beauty is good, although the martial arts are exquisite, and although the elixir is tempting, how can it compare to my teacher's teachings?"

"You! You're unexpected! ”

Qi Changping's color changed, and as soon as his body turned, he was about to rise into the air.

But he only felt that the invisible energy was like a mountain suppressing down, suppressing him to the ground.

Rumble!

In the midst of the changes in the faces of the surrounding martial arts people like a big dyeing workshop, Yun Haitian suddenly stepped on his feet, and the invisible airflow roared up, roaring like a boundless sea, surging vertically and horizontally!

In an instant, thousands of martial arts people were pushed a few feet away by one of them.

Then he let out a long roar, his long arm raised, and he pushed it away with one palm.

Bang!

The great chivalrous gate shook the mountain, many rockeries fell one after another, and the earth and stones flew everywhere.

I saw a majestic and incredible true qi that was like a substance, and it made a terrifying sound like a storm at the moment when he pushed it out with one palm.

It's like the sky falling, like a boundless ocean!

In just an instant, dozens of zhang long air had been beaten into a vacuum by the surging true qi, and the fierce air pressure penetrated dozens of zhang at once, knocking a house off the ground and shattering into smoke and dust.

"Humph!"

In the shadows and dust, Wushuang let out a muffled snort, and the whole person flew out upside down.

It's just a palm, and it's so shocking.

All the people in the martial arts changed color in unison, and Bai Xian'er, who was hiding in everyone, was even more pale.

"Such a palm power, shocking the world!"

The red clothes swept the sky, climbed on the towering flagpole in front of the chivalrous gate, and hunted in clothes:

"The chivalrous prince, worthy of the chivalrous prince!"

Wushuang's eyes were full of brilliance, and he was amazed by the palm power of Yun Haitian.

But she knew that today's time, whether it was a failure or not, Yun Haitian's mood at this time was definitely not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

"The White Lotus Heart Sutra turned out to be the disciple of the old bustard, no wonder it is so yin!"

With a palm strike, Yun Haitian robes hunting, his face condensed.

But he didn't continue to shoot.

It was only because an extremely sharp aura in the distance had already rushed into the sky.

The sword was extremely sharp, soaring into the sky, almost piercing the sky and disturbing the clouds.

"Women, it's hard to be a big deal!"

Thousands of feet away, Feng Qingxuan's voice seemed to pierce the void, and it clearly echoed in the entire chivalrous gate.

And between the words fell, his figure had already entered from afar and came to the chivalrous door.

These words were said to Wushuang on the flagpole.

"Clouds and clouds! You didn't let me down! ”

Even though they were separated by many houses, Feng Qingxuan seemed to stand opposite to Yun Haitian, making a faint sound.

"What the hell is making you the climate?"

Yun Haitian's big sleeves fluttered, and his eyes were contemplative:

"Then kill them all together, and let the old devil also feel pain!"

"Old fellow, you're thinking too much!"

Feng Qingxuan smiled faintly, but his eyes as cold as a blade looked at Wushuang:

"After today, you will be the plaything under the crotch of this holy son."

"Feng Qingxuan! Do you think that's all there is to it? ”

Hearing this, unexpectedly, Wushuang was not angry, and a faint smile appeared on the flawless jade face behind the veil:

"Have you forgotten that what I'm best at is the Soul Snatching Dafa?"

"What?"

Feng Qingxuan's heart was shocked, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

Sure enough, at the moment when Wushuang's voice fell, thousands of sounds of breaking the sky suddenly came from the chivalrous gate!

"Red Practice!"

Feng Qingxuan's face suddenly became gloomy.

When the qi veins are completed, the qi vein network spreads all over the body, forming a layer of true qi network that defends itself all the time.

This layer of qi vein network runs through the musculoskeletal membrane, and the tenacity is beyond imagination.

If it weren't for the extreme sharpness, or the absolute crushing power, the idle means would not be able to hurt the qi vein master at all.

There are only a few hidden weapons that can kill the qi veins, and the vein-breaking needle of the imperial court and the Chilian qi-breaking needle of the Six Hell Demon Sect are such secret weapons.

"Yundong Flow!!

Sure enough, the screams of the chivalrous sect could not be concealed.

"How is that possible!"

Many of the chivalrous disciples in front of the hall were stunned in disbelief.

The last one who picked up the secret weapon turned out to be Yun Dongliu, who had been following Yun Haitian's side from beginning to end!

"Dongliu!"

Yun Haitian, whose face was red, slapped down with one palm, and the surging true qi was suffocating, and he was about to slap Yun Dongliu to death with one palm.

But at the last moment, his true qi suddenly retracted, and with a heavy palm, Yun Dongliu was knocked out of the air more than ten zhang high, and a few tumbling and tossed outside the chivalrous gate!

Heavy fall into the dust.

"Poof!"

Immediately, Yun Haitian's majestic body shook and spurted out a mouthful of black blood that was as hot as magma.

"Teacher!"

"The King of Heroes!"

"Brother Yun!"

The martial arts people around all flocked to it.

Nangong Qing and the others showed a look of pain:

"Brother Yun, you, why are you?"

"Ahem!"

Yun Haitian waved his hand, swept away everyone, and walked towards the chivalrous door:

"The one who comes is a guest, if he dies, he should die after me!"

Even if the distance was extremely close, even if he was caught off guard, with his means, it would be enough to dodge the Chilian Qi Breaking Needle.

But if he dodges, under that wave of hidden weapons, the martial arts people here will inevitably die seven or eight times out of ten.

This place is chivalrous.

He is Yun Haitian.

It was his apprentice who sent the concealment.

How does he hide?

How can you hide?

"Peerless !!"

On the wide open space in front of the chivalrous gate, Feng Qingxuan roared angrily, and he was about to draw his sword.

But when that Wushuang spoke, he had already retreated more than a hundred feet, leaving only a chuckle:

"Yun Haitian is not dead yet, and the struggle of dying may not be able to help you break through the threshold, if you send this knife to me, there will be no chance at all!"

"Slut, slut!!"

Feng Qingxuan's heart was fierce, but after hesitating slightly, he still let go of the long knife.

Because at this time, Yun Haitian, whose face was red but his body was still upright, had already walked out of the gate and looked at him from a distance.

Tiger Elder Yu Wei is here, and he is seriously injured at this time, but his aura is far stronger than ever.

Let him not dare to be careless.

The momentum is all at once, and the saber is rattling!

Huhuhu~

The dust was scattered in the air.

Yun Haitian's body stood like a mountain, and his reddened eyes looked at Feng Qingxuan:

"You and I, die together!"

"Old Stuff ......."

Feng Qingxuan's big sword was raised, and his palm was pressed on the long knife, and the knife was half an inch, and the cold light was almost about to erupt.

Sigh law ~~~

At this moment, a high-pitched neighing of horses broke through the air.

Everyone looked.

I saw the wind and dust rolling in the distance like a dragon, and a white-robed Taoist came on a red horse!