Chapter 944: The Rising Storm (Page 1/1)

After Teng Eryou was busy with a day's farm work, he lay comfortably on a recliner, swallowing clouds and fog with a cigarette stick in his mouth, but his eyes looked at the top of Jiuhua Mountain.

Since coming to Jiuhua with the North Thunder, the people of Tengjia Village have lived a leisurely life, because they are backed by the mountain of the North Thunder, Tengjia Village has no worries, and Teng Eryou usually looks at the top of Jiuhua Mountain when he is fine, and silently thanks the North Thunder for everything he has done to Tengjia Village.

However, in the past two days, Teng Eryou found that a few rainbows flashed in the sky from time to time, and the destination was the top of the mountain, but soon Teng Eryou found that the rainbows left quickly, as if he could not approach the courtyard on the top of Jiuhua Mountain.

Teng Eryou also knew that the Northern Thunder had set up a formation on the top of Jiuhua Mountain to prevent ordinary people from straying into it.

Today, Teng Eryou saw two rainbow rays rushing towards the top of Jiuhua Mountain, but they quickly turned back, and like those people before, they couldn't break through the big array.

However, these two rainbow rays are different from others, and they did not hit the top of the mountain in a formation, and they did not go away in a gray way, but turned back and flew towards Tengjia Village at the foot of the mountain.

Teng Eryou panicked and found that there were two more people in front of him, a man and a woman, the man was handsome and mighty, and the woman was beautiful and generous.

The male and female swords came, flew above Teng Eryou's head and withdrew the flying sword, falling from the sky, only about a zhang away from him.

After the man landed, he glanced at the small Tengjia Village and showed contempt, but the woman greeted Teng Eryou generously.

"This old man, this place is Jiuhua Mountain?"

Teng Eryou found that the woman's voice was like a yellow warbler out of the valley, which was very good, and subconsciously nodded and said:

"This is Jiuhua Mountain."

The woman showed a beautiful smile, and Teng Eryou was fascinated by it, but he didn't have any evil intentions in his heart, just purely sighing at the woman's beauty.

But Teng Eryou's expression angered the woman's companion, he snorted lightly, his voice contained a trace of immortal power, and Teng Eryou, who had no cultivation, suddenly felt like he had been hit hard, his heart was stuffy, and his breathing became difficult.

"Whew!" Teng Eryou gasped with difficulty, and at this time, the woman came behind Teng Eryou, gently patted his back with her right hand, and entered a stream of pure immortal power to straighten out his breath.

"Thank you, fairy." Teng Eryou relieved himself and immediately thanked the woman, but saw the fiery eyes of the man next to her.

"Senior sister, you don't have to waste your energy for this mortal."

"Senior brother, this old man has no grievances or enmity with you, so why bother him."

"Hmph." The man snorted coldly unconvinced, and then said angrily: "He lives at the foot of Jiuhua Mountain, and it must have something to do with the evil immortal who occupies Jiuhua Mountain."

When Teng Eryou heard the man's words, his heart suddenly burst out, not because he was worried about himself, but because he was worried about the Northern Thunder.

The woman who had been helping Teng Eryou immediately felt his agitated mood.

"Uncle, do you know the senior who lives on the top of Jiuhua Mountain?"

"I don't know, I don't know!" Teng Eryou shook his hand again and again and said: "Little Lao'er is just an ordinary person, where is this honor to know an immortal."

"Don't make a fool of yourself!" The man suddenly said to Teng Eryou proudly: "How do you know that the person on the top of Jiuhua Mountain is an immortal, you must be an accomplice of that evil cultivator."

Teng Eryou's frightened cold sweat covered his forehead, and he couldn't speak.

"This immortal chief, don't get me wrong, I really don't know the immortal who lives on the top of the mountain, but that immortal always soars for nine days in and out, and many people in our village have seen him reveal all kinds of immortal signs."

Teng Eryou's half-truth is half-true, making it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, even the woman who always pays attention to his breath does not notice that it is wrong.

"Uncle, I wonder if you have a way to enter the top of Jiuhua Mountain?"

The man said to the woman angrily: "Senior sister, neither of us can break through the big array on the top of the mountain, what can he do as a mortal."

Teng Eryou nodded approvingly and said, "Yes, yes, what is my ability as a mortal to break through the immortal array on the top of the mountain."

"How do you know that someone has arranged an immortal array on the top of Jiuhua Mountain." The man stared at Teng Eryou suspiciously, and the killing intent in his eyes flashed.

Teng Eryou didn't expect the man to be so vigilant, and he instantly noticed the loophole in his words.

"You mortal actually know the immortal array, it must not be simple, I will catch you back to the mountain first." The man grabbed Teng Eryou's shoulder, and his five fingers were forced, wanting to abolish his arm first.

At this time, the woman's two fingers were together, and they pointed on the man's arm, forcing him to let go of his five fingers, and Teng Eryou saved one arm.

"Senior brother, he's just a mortal, why do you have to do it so hard."

After the man was attacked by the woman, he seemed to have some scruples about her, but he didn't make a move.

The woman forced her senior brother back, and then said to Teng Eryou: "This old man, my senior brother has always been a little more tempered, but he has no malicious intentions, we just want to visit the senior on the top of the mountain, I don't know if the old man can introduce him."

"I am a disciple of the Great Qin Yipin Immortal Sect Yanhua Sect, my name is Li Anqing, and this is my senior brother Qian Wanli."

Teng Eryou shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Little Lao'er is really an ordinary person, I don't know the immortal on the top of the mountain, and I don't know how to help you."

The man's anger flashed away, and he seemed to want to make a move, but at this time, a laugh came from the sky, making Qian Wanli stop moving.

"You Yanhua Sect disciples are becoming more and more useless, and you are even begging a mortal."

With the sound, a sword flashed in the sky, and a burly-looking man with a bearded face floated to the sky above Qian Wanli sitting on a wine gourd.

"Deng Yongqi, what kind of fart are you farting, which eye of yours saw us begging this mortal." As soon as Qian Wanli saw the comer, he immediately scolded angrily.

"Lao Tzu saw your flower-like little sister with both eyes, and begged that mortal." The big man named Deng Yongqi looked up to the sky and smiled, pointed to Qian Wanli and said:

"It's a pity that people don't give face at all."

After speaking, Deng Yongqi's laughter was three points louder, for fear that others would not hear it.

"Deng Yongqi, don't think that your Wuchan Sect is a first-class immortal sect, my Yanhua Sect is not afraid of you."

Qian Wanli's waist flashed red, and the fairy sword stabbed at Deng Yongqi in the air like electricity, and the expert knew if there was one or not, although it was only a sword, Qian Wanli revealed the cultivation of a ghost and immortal.

Deng Yongqi, who was in mid-air, laughed, said a good word, jumped down from the gourd, and grabbed the red sword that was stabbing quickly with both palms.

"Let me Deng Yongqi comprehend Yan Huazong's "Nine Heavens Imperial Sword Technique"."

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." Qian Wanli shouted angrily, and the red sword that was caught by Deng Yongqi shone brightly, emitting a scorching flame.

"Leiyang Rushing into the Sky"

The red sword is like fire, the sword qi is like the wind, the wind helps the fire, Deng Yongqi can no longer hold the long sword, and after turning over and narrowly dodging Qian Wanli's sword, his body rolls like a wind wheel, and he crashes into Qian Wanli's arms.

"Luohan Eighteen Rolls"

Deng Yongqi's head turned golden and slammed into Qian Wanli's chest, his hands wrapped around Qian Wanli's hands and feet like soft whips, rolling around on the ground, every time he rolled, Qian Wanli's breath would be a little weaker.

The two rolled all the way from Tengjia Village to the field next to them, destroying the crops.

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