Jungnan Mountain is famous!

Since Chongyang Palace is located here, Zhongnan Mountain has become a holy place of martial arts, which is respectable.

At this time, Zhongnan Mountain was not peaceful, and in the depths of the dense forest, corpses were lying there one after another, bleeding like a river.

At night, at this time, it seemed to be as terrifying as a ghost in the world, and the suffocating heavy breath pressed people could hardly breathe.

A figure stumbled to its feet, crawling down step by step from the pile of corpses with a frightened face, like a ghost, and like a demon.

He walked into the depths of the jungle and looked at the figure in white in front of him, his eyes frightened.

He swallowed, but followed.

At the mountain gate!!

Zhao Linglong looked at the huge stone tablet erected in front of him, and was full of emotion: "Poor Wang Chongyang's life's work is now about to turn into a ruin." ”

Behind him, Zhao Zhijing was terrified, his face was covered with blood, and he was extremely frightened.

Zhao Linglong didn't look at the other party at all, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his big hand stroked the stone tablet, looking at the words of Quanzhen Sect on it, and sighed with emotion.

Once upon a time, he still had a crush on this old neighbor. No matter how the other party does things, he doesn't use his brains, but at least the bottom of his heart is good.

It's just that......

That's it, since you have become an enemy, let's kill them all.

With a sigh, he slammed his fist into the stele.

Silent, not a single movement.

Behind him, Zhao Zhijing was shocked to see that the stone tablet turned into fly ash and flew in the wind......

"In the original book, Guo Jing inadvertently broke the stone stele, which caused a lot of trouble, and it also made Yang have a great time."

Zhao Linglong put his hands behind his back, walked up the stairs step by step, observed the surrounding scenery, and nodded with satisfaction: "I just don't know, I broke the stone tablet, won't the Quanzhen Church also think it was a misunderstanding?" ”

"I think probably, after all, my strength is not much better than Guo Jing."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was like a scholar who was on his feet, observing the scenery around him and walking up step by step.

In this dark night, the white clothes are fluttering, strange and abnormal.

"Who?"

At the gate, the two disciples guarding the door exclaimed.

Zhao Linglong continued to walk forward as if he hadn't seen it, with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, and his eyes looked at the night scene around him.

The disciples guarding the door glanced at each other, and at the same time drew their swords: "Stop, this is where the mountain gate of the Quanzhen Sect is located, and you must not be rude." ”

"Huh...... I saw that the scenery here was good, and it was suitable for a cemetery, so I walked around. ”

Zhao Linglong finally came back to his senses and said with a smile.

The two disciples glanced at each other and stabbed out with a sword.

Clang!!!

Zhao Linglong slowly poked out his fingers and flicked them lightly at the tip of a sword, and a piercing impact sounded.

Even though the sword body was bent, it was soft and stabbed back like a spirit snake.

The two disciples were shocked, you must know that they are holding a steel sword, which is extremely hard, how can it be ......

Then, there was no sound.

Zhao Linglong stepped over, his face full of emotion: "The feeling of dying under your own sword must be very uncomfortable, so you must be serious and work hard in martial arts." Do you say yes, Daochang Zhao. ”

Zhao Zhijing's face was full of fear, and he nodded: "What the seniors said is true, what they said is true." ”

"Hehe, you don't have to call me senior, I'm not necessarily older than you."

Zhao Linglong walked into the Quanzhen Sect step by step, and all the people he encountered along the way were killed, with his bare hands, and every time he popped out a finger, it was several lives.

His white clothes were as white as snow, delicate and unstained, and extremely chic.

Finally......

"Who?"

A white-haired Taoist priest walked over and looked at Zhao Linglong with a group of disciples with a serious face, as well as ......

"Zhao Zhijing, what's going on?"

Lao Dao saw Zhao Zhijing and asked sharply. Zhao Zhijing's face was full of bitterness: "Master, disciple, disciple ......"

"Okay, I see you're also being sloped."

The old Taoist priest didn't wait for Zhao Zhijing to finish speaking, and suddenly waved his hand impatiently and said. Zhao Linglong, who listened to it, was extremely depressed, and said in his heart that you are stupid, if you can manage a sect well, it would be strange.

shook his head: "Junior Zhao Linglong, the owner of Chilian Mountain Villa, this Taoist leader, is polite." ”

The old Taoist squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Linglong: "Master Zhao, you and I are neighbors, and there has been no misunderstanding for so many years, why did you call the door?" ”

Zhao Linglong smiled faintly: "This is a good question, you Quanzhen Sect led people to intercept and kill my wife and children, I naturally want to ask for an explanation." ”

"Nonsense, how could I really teach all gentlemen to do the thing of killing people's wives and daughters? It seems that the owner of Zhao Zhuang is here to make trouble? The old Taoist priest said with a sinking face, without thinking about it at all.

Touching his nose, Zhao Linglong's face was full of embarrassment: "Well, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it, anyway, I'm here to kill someone." ”

The old Taoist was angry: "You villain, you were polite just now, but now you want to kill someone, it's really too much." ”

"Well, this, Dao Chief, I don't hide it, I have always been polite and thoughtful in my work, even if I kill people, I will definitely be polite, lest someone say that I don't know the number of etiquette."

Zhao Linglong's face was full of seriousness, but the old Taoist priest who listened to it trembled his eyebrows, and his beard curled up from one to another: "You, you ......"

"Dao Chief, please die."

Zhao Linglong didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and he went up with an arrow, and he had already arrived at him. He punched out, without a trace of fireworks, plain and silent.

The old Taoist snorted coldly: "The poor way is ......"

Click!!

The arms are bent, and the bones are white!!

Zhao Linglong punched out again, hit the opponent's chest, and directly knocked the old Taoist priest upside down: "Don't say the name, I won't erect a monument for you anyway." ”

Boom!!!

The body fell heavily to the ground, the old Taoist priest stared, pointed at Zhao Linglong, and his face was puzzled: "For, why ......?"

"Well, I'm going to ask your good apprentice."

Zhao Linglong smiled lightly, stepped out, and spread in the crowd.

Choke!!!

One after another, the sound of sword groans sounded, and countless disciples drew their swords and pounced: "Kill him." ”

"Let's do it together, or everyone will die."

"Avenge my uncle."

The old Taoist priest's lips trembled, his face was full of anxiety, but he couldn't speak. I could only watch as my bodies fell one by one, and the young and enthusiastic faces turned extremely gray.

He stared and lay there silently, losing his instincts.

When you are dying, you don't know why you provoked such a fierce man?