The Xuanlong Bell was only ringed when outsiders broke into the mountain gate, and it rang three times in a row, and the matter was obviously extremely urgent.

The disciples on the Heavy Moment Peak also moved at that time, no matter what they were doing before, but when the Xuanlong Bell rang, they couldn't put down what they were doing for a while, and they picked up their weapons and hurried to the mountain gate.

Xu Han and others are naturally the same.

It's just that Xu Han couldn't help but secretly wonder who was the person who dared to break into the Linglong Pavilion?

......

Meng Liang, who had already arrived at the prosperous town at the foot of Linglong Pavilion Mountain, sat next to the small teahouse in the town, looking at the towering mountain in the distance, and the battle intent in his eyes ignited.

You'll be able to see him soon.

He secretly thought in his heart that he couldn't hold it anymore, and he couldn't wait to lift the sword in his hand now and fight that man for three hundred rounds.

"Chen Xuanji is not Yue Chengpeng, with your current cultivation, if you want to deal with him, it is most appropriate to rest for a day and then go. A man dressed in black beside him said quietly.

When Meng Liang heard this, he turned his head sideways, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"That's what the seniors said. He nodded in agreement, and finally asked, "Then in the opinion of the seniors, which is stronger or weaker between me and that Chen Xuanji?"

The man put the teacup in front of him to his lips and took a sip, glancing at the young man with a hippie smile in front of him, "If I say you can't beat it, will you take me to the mountain now?"

The look on Meng Liang's face froze at that time.

The man in front of him and the girl beside him, Meng Liang was very resistant to them at first, but he was forced to do it because of the other party's obscenity.

But by chance, the man saw Meng Liang who was practicing swords, and casually mentioned a few words, but Meng Liang benefited a lot.

How exquisite is Meng Liang's mind?

Soon realized that the two people in front of him were not only not trouble, but also very likely to be his great opportunity.

So after that, he waited carefully for the two of them, and whenever he found an opportunity, he asked the man about kendo problems, and the man explained them all.

The man's mention doesn't necessarily mean how to believe it, but he can always poke straight to the point, so that in the past half a month, Meng Liang's improvement in kendo is extremely significant.

Meng Liang didn't think that the man's kendo cultivation in front of him was really much stronger than his master, but secretly felt that the man's understanding of kendo seemed to be more suitable for him.

So when he said that Meng Liang was not Chen Xuanji's opponent, Meng Liang would have the realization of Fang Cai.

"Naturally not. After a short period of strangeness, Meng Liang returned to his sloppy appearance. "It's just that I can't beat it, so I naturally want to give it a try. ”

Although he looked hippie and smiling, how could the unwillingness in his words be hidden from the man and the girl who accompanied him?

"Since I want to win him so much, in this way, I will go up and spend his two arms, you go with him again, and after the fight, you can take us to the mountain!" At this time, the girl with a pair of purple pupils on the side slapped the table and stood up murderously.

When Meng Liang heard this, his soul suddenly burst into tears.

He didn't think that the girl in front of him was joking, because he couldn't control his eyes along the way, he was not less fed by this seemingly harmless girl. Later, he found out that although this girl looked like she was fourteen or fifteen years old since she was a child, she was commensurate with a man, and the relationship was extremely close.

"Senior, no. He hurriedly said.

"Why?" asked the girl, raising an eyebrow.

"It's... This kendo test is about fairness, if you break his arms, then what's the point of this fight?"

"Hmph! You men are all this stinky thing. The girl muttered dissatisfiedly, but her eyes were fixed on the man next to her.

The man felt the girl's gaze and smiled, but did not speak.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

At this moment, a heavy bell rang on the top of the mountain in the distance.

The people around them stopped what they were doing at that time, and looked up at the top of the mountain, obviously a little inexplicable.

"What is this?" Meng Liang was also stunned, unable to figure out what was really going on.

"Xuanlong Bell. But the man stood up at that time, with a solemn look on his face, "Go and have a look." ”

After that, without Meng Liang's consent, he led the girl in the direction of Linglong Pavilion.

Seeing this, Meng Liang secretly slandered Fang Cai, and he didn't know who said that he wanted to go again tomorrow, but such a thought naturally only existed in his heart, and his body still took steps very honestly to follow the two.

......

When Xu Han and the others came to the mountain gate, the front of the mountain gate was already full of disciples from the three main peaks.

A faint smell of blood wafted between the mountain gates, and the occasional roar in front of him indicated that a fight was taking place, even killing.

Bang dang.

With a soft sound, the long sword in Fang Ziyu's hand was unsheathed, as the second senior sister on the Heavy Moment Peak, she was duty-bound to commit crimes.

Seeing this, Xu Han and Song Yueming also hurriedly followed.

Since the enemy dared to attack so blatantly, he didn't think it would be some ordinary character, Xu Han was afraid that Fang Ziyu would be injured by the other party for a while.

It's just that when they come to the front of the battlefield, the scene in front of them really makes them stunned.

More than a dozen disciples of Xu Han who could or could not name took turns to fight, and the object of their siege was indeed a child who looked no more than eleven or twelve. To be precise, it should be a little monk.

The little monk was dressed in a white robe, and he was born with a jade face and red lips, starry eyes and bright teeth, and he was very cute.

He didn't make a move at all, he just propped up a golden barrier around his body, and those disciples of the Heavy Moment Peak could hardly break it with all their strength, but they were shocked by the recoil of the barrier one by one, and suffered a lot of internal injuries.

The little monk ignored this, he looked at the people around him with interest, took small steps, and slowly walked in the direction of the mountain.

Perhaps the strength displayed by this little monk was too weird, and those ordinary disciples didn't dare to step forward to stop him when they saw this, so they could only let him walk slowly.

Xu Han frowned at this time, he also saw that this little monk was unusual, but Fang Ziyu beside him was a violent temper, she saw that this little monk was so presumptuous, and she was about to step forward. Xu Han was shocked, although Fang Ziyu's strength was strong, but more than ten disciples of Fang Ziyu couldn't get the slightest benefit from the siege, and Fang Ziyu was his opponent.

Thinking about this, he was about to take action to stop Fang Ziyu, but as soon as this hand was stretched out, a sharp pain suddenly came from his right arm.

The pain came without warning, and it was heartbreaking, Xu Han was caught off guard, his head became groggy under the stimulation of the pain, and his body almost fell, but fortunately, Song Yueming quickly helped him up, so as to avoid the embarrassing situation of falling to the ground.

It's just that because of such an abnormality, he didn't have time to stop Fang Ziyu who stepped forward, and the second senior sister walked in front of the crowd naturally.

"Brother Xu, what's wrong with you?" Song Yueming also saw that something was wrong with Xu Han, and he asked with concern.

"Stop..." Xu Han was about to urge Song Yueming to stop Ziyu, but before he could speak, the pain in his right arm intensified a little. Dense sweat stains suddenly appeared on his forehead, and the words that came to his mouth were unspeakable at that time.

I saw a cold snort from his mouth, and his body involuntarily knelt on the ground, his left hand covered his right arm, and the expression on his face was painful.

The root of this pain.

Xu Han finally came to his senses at this time, the majestic demonic qi in his right arm seemed to be pulled by something and became restless, and the medicinal power of the Great Wilderness Pill seemed so vulnerable under the traction of that unknown thing. The demon arm, which had already been suppressed, showed signs of eroding Xu Han's body at this moment.

Xu Han raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the little monk who was slowly moving forward.

For some reason, such an intuition was born in his heart.

It was he who pulled the demonic power in his body.

......

At this time, Fang Ziyu finally walked to the little monk, and the surrounding disciples saw Fang Ziyu coming, and pushed away one after another as if they had seen a savior.

"Where is the demon, pretending to be a god and a ghost, how can this Linglong Pavilion be a place where you can go wild?" The second senior sister raised her eyebrows angrily at that time, pointed out with her long sword, and drank it in her mouth.

Seeing this, the little monk really stopped his steps.

"I'm not a demon, I'm a monk. He looked at Fang Ziyu very seriously and corrected Fang Ziyu's mistakes.

Fang Ziyu was stunned when she heard this, she never imagined that her angry rebuke would be exchanged for such a set of rhetoric.

"I don't care if you are a human or a demon, this is Linglong Pavilion, not a place where you can trespass!" But she didn't want to fall down in front of a little monk after all, so she drank again.

"I didn't trespass, I had spoken to the gatekeepers, but they wouldn't let me in, I had to walk on my own. The little monk responded with a natural face, his attitude was still very serious, and even his brows were slightly furrowed at that time, as if he was very dissatisfied with Fang Ziyu's slander several times before and after.

But no matter how much the little monk says, he swears by it, but this reason is crooked after all.

Fang Ziyu naturally knew this, but the expression on the little monk's face clearly said that he was not aware of his rudeness, which made Fang Ziyu very angry, but she also understood that it was not a wise thing to reason with the little monk.

"Hmph, shameless man, my Linglong Pavilion is not a place where you can come if you want. ”

After saying this, Fang Ziyu lost the interest in talking to her, only to see her toes on the ground, the long sword in her hand lit up, and her body turned into a rainbow at that time and went straight towards the little monk.

But in the face of Fang Ziyu's murderous blow, the little monk didn't care.

He only stomped his foot in some exasperation at that time, and said aloud in his still somewhat immature voice.

"I'm not called a shameless!"

"My name is Guanglin Ghost!"