Just here, when the Tang Sect sent Tang San to accompany Wu Shi and He Minmin to the Baimiao Tribe, many forces in Huaxia also took action.

Kawanaka Yuhua Mountain!

Green bamboos and green mountains, surrounded by mountains and rivers, a fairyland on earth.

Dressed in a Taoist robe, a woman with long hair and a shawl, with a wooden sword tied around her waist, she walked slowly on the steep mountain road.

The woman's face is delicate, just like a hibiscus out of the water, fresh and refined, especially those beautiful eyes, as if they can penetrate a qiē and see through the red dust.

With an elegant smile on the corner of his mouth, Xuyu stopped and stood up, looking at the mountain stream surrounded by clouds, and couldn't help but open his arms and take a deep breath.

Since the first battle in the East China Sea more than a month ago, the inner gate of Wudang Mountain has been completely closed, leaving only the outer mountain to receive pilgrims. This time, the news of Li Zhenghao's appearance in the Baimiao tribe did not know where it came from, so it attracted the entire underground forces in Huaxia.

In order to find Kunyangzi, Xuyu left Wudang Mountain and rushed to the Baimiao tribe.

"Master, I hope you can be safe!" sighed in a low voice, and Xuyu walked lightly on the steep mountain road.

Ten miles away from Yuhua Mountain, Jiang Litian took four members of the Blue Fox Special Service Team and rushed to the Baimiao tribe at full speed.

This time, they got the news that almost half of the martial artists of the ancient martial arts world in China rushed to the Baimiao tribe. If this matter is not handled well, it is likely to cause chaos in the ancient martial arts world.

Looking at the Yuhua Mountain towering above the clouds, Jiang Litian sighed.

"Vice, there are only five of us, can we stop that group of ancient warriors?"

"If you can't stop it, you have to block it!" Jiang Litian gritted his teeth and said, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect the Li family to fall so quickly. Li Xuanhu disappeared, Li Ling died, Li Zhenghao and his wife were also missing, Li Zhengran was also missing, and Li Zhengyi was arrested.

Almost overnight, the Li family, which was originally like a behemoth, collapsed.

This time, the warriors of the ancient martial arts realm rushed to the Bai Miao tribe, and most of them were for Li Jiaxuan's heavy punch.

They want to catch Li Zhenghao and force Li Xuanhu out.

Li Xuanhu has already exploded his true anger, and even if he survives, he will be useless.

Moreover, they believe that even if Li Xuanhu is dead, Li Zhenghao must also know about Li Jiaxuan's heavy punch.

"Hmm, someone's coming!" Yu Zhan frowned and turned his head to look into the distance.

Under the gaze of Jiang Litian's five people, a figure flashed rapidly, like a spirit monkey.

The visitor's head was bare, with nine ring scars, and a dark yellow robe on his body, and his young face looked very immature.

"Shaolin monk?" Jiang Litian's eyes narrowed, his heart was shocked, he felt the fluctuations of true qi overflowing between the other party's gestures, and said in a lost voice: "Mid-stage of strength?"

It's not that Jiang Litian hasn't seen a genius, Li Ling is, he broke through to the strength at a young age.

However, this monk looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and even if he cultivates in his mother's womb, it can't be so fast.

"Amitabha, I finally saw a living person. ”

The little monk looked at the five people standing in the distance, his face showed excitement, and his steps were fast, like arrows from the string, rushing towards Jiang Litian and them.

"Master, I don't know if you are?" Looking at the little monk who was running quickly, Jiang Litian's face changed slightly, and he stepped forward and asked.

"Amitabha, my name is Yuanzhen, you can call me Yuanzhen Monk. ”

Monk Yuanzhen looks good when he smiles, and there are two small dimples on his cheeks, which makes him look particularly innocent.

However, Jiang Litian didn't dare to underestimate the Yuanzhen monk, if he was able to cultivate to the middle stage of transforming strength, this little monk would definitely not be as simple as it seemed.

"Master Yuanzhen, I don't know if you're here this time?"

Hearing Jiang Litian's question, Monk Yuanzhen suddenly grimaced and said, "The ghost is coming here, it's all Yi Bai's old bald donkey, and he has to let me go to the Baimiao tribe." Niang Xipi, he didn't dare to go himself, and he must let me go, otherwise, he would lock me up in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. ”

"Ugh!"

Looking at the abrupt change of Monk Yuanzhen, Jiang Litian and the others looked at each other.

"Ahem!"

Facing Jiang Litian's stunned gaze, Monk Yuanzhen coughed dryly, saluted with both hands, and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk has lost his temper." ”

"Master, you also went to the Baimiao Tribe to find Li Zhenghao?" Jiang Litian asked.

Monk Yuanzhen nodded, grimaced, and said, "I can't help it, since Yi Bai went to the Tang Sect last time and came back, his brain has been a little abnormal." In order to make his brain normal, I can only go to Li Zhenghao to see if he has a way. ”

When Monk Yuanzhen said this, Jiang Litian suddenly remembered that outside the Tang Gate, Master Shaolin Yibai and Wudang Xufei Daoist were all violently beaten by Lu Bu. What's even more weird is that they all forgot about being beaten by Lu Bu. When others tell them, they will forget about it when they turn their backs.

"Master, why don't we go to the Baimiao tribe together?" Jiang Litian's eyes flashed with a glint and asked tentatively.

"Okay!" Monk Yuanzhen didn't think about it, and agreed directly.

When the ancient warriors of Huaxia rushed towards the Bai Miao tribe, the Russian Sacred Hall also sent three strong men.

At the head is none other than the Holy Clothes Hall Master, Komotra!

All three of them have been disguised, their blonde hair is dyed black, and they have beautiful contacts in their eyes, which looks no different from Chinese people.

Beside Komotra, a young man whispered, "Hall Master, do we really want to go to the White Miao Tribe at this time?"

Tebila trembled in her heart, on the way they rushed to the Bai Miao tribe, they had already encountered more than a dozen groups of ancient Chinese warriors, if they hadn't been carefully disguised. It is impossible to say that before he arrived at the Baimiao tribe, he was killed by the ancient warriors of China.

There is a sentence to describe the Chinese people, which is very appropriate.

A Chinese man is a dragon.

A group of Chinese people are worms.

The Chinese are best at civil strife, but if they encounter a foreign enemy, the Chinese will burst out with a terrifying unity.

Don't look at these ancient Chinese warriors who are now hostile to each other, and rush to the Bai Miao tribe. But once they know that there are foreign forces infiltrating, they will definitely unite and turn around and kill them first.

"Don't be nervous!" a sneer appeared on the corner of Komotra's mouth, and said: "As long as we don't reveal our identities, there will be no danger, and when the ancient Chinese martial artists are almost in the fight, let's take action again!"

That being said, Tekpyra and the other Sacred Church members still had a feeling of panic, as if walking on a tightrope, the problem was that there was not only a cliff under the tightrope, but also a sharp sword, and if they fell, they would surely die.

"Hall Master, three hundred meters ahead, there is a group of people, can we avoid it?" Drense's expression changed slightly, and he smelled the smell blowing in the wind, and his voice trembled, "Yes, it's a dragon warrior!"

"Dragon warriors?"

A trace of resentment flashed in Komotra's eyes, if Li Ling hadn't destroyed the underground room in Shanghai, then Russia would have been able to create a large number of genetic warriors. But now, because the number of major genetic warriors has been lost, their research has become a bottleneck. R1148