Chapter Seventy-One: The Tide Comes to the World

"Master Xiao, don't come unharmed!" Hua Wuyan wore a water-green dress, like a slim green lotus, and the cyclone at the bottom of her feet pressed the water waves into a huge lotus shape, holding her on the surface of the water.

She was as beautiful as a flower, she looked only in her twenties, but in fact she was in her sixties.

"Thank you, Ikebana-you, I didn't expect even you to be out of the customs. Xiao Qiuli remembered the past and sighed lightly in his heart.

When Hua Wuyan was young, he used to be the most infatuated one among many beauties, but he chose Mo Yunxin, and he could only live up to her affection.

"Xiao Daoyou, why are you so hard? The path of martial arts is as difficult as ascending to the sky, cultivating to a realm like ours, and then going further to the divine realm, why do you want to engage in a life-and-death duel?"

As soon as he entered the divine realm, he was the whole world, and he was also a figure at the pinnacle of martial arts, almost equivalent to half an earth immortal, and he was reborn from then on, with a longevity of 200 years.

Hua Wuyan's bright eyes showed a worried look.

"Hehe, Ikebana friends, I have made up my mind, the Qingcheng faction cannot be humiliated! Thank you for your kindness. Xiao Qiuli stood up and stood with his hands in his hands, his heart unwavering.

"Okay, I hope Xiao Dao is lucky. ”

Hua Wuyan was helpless and looked at him deeply. A little water lotus on his toes, his body rose to the sky like a green rainbow, flew to a treetop near the Moon Tower, and stood, moving with the wind, like a Lingbo fairy, attracting countless attention.

"Oh my God, Yudie, my three views are going to be reversed, and I also want to go to learn art. Lu Xiaoxiao opened a pair of beautiful eyes, looking at the flowers on the treetops with envy, wishing that the person above was herself.

"Hehe, yes, either we go together, I'm afraid of you, three days of fishing and two days of drying nets. Su Yudie smiled.

"Look, there's another guy. ”

I saw another figure, like a galloping horse, treading water on the river, jumping lightly on the shore, clicking a few points on the cliff and stone wall, and then flying to a bluestone on the top of the mountain to stand.

"Hmph, I didn't expect Shi Haotian, an old immortal, to come over. Lin Jingtao, the head of the Wudang faction, snorted coldly when he saw his former enemy.

Shi Haotian also stood on the bluestone, his white hair fluttering around, and his face was pale, like a zombie crawling out of an ancient tomb. With a lunar expression, he held a two-meter-long snake-headed iron crutch in his hand, and several blood-red skeletons were printed on the black Tang costume, which was full of anger.

The surrounding warriors didn't dare to get too close to him, and they dodged one after another.

Even the people who maintain law and order on Longchao Mountain, when they see such a person, they don't dare to provoke them.

With so many martial artists gathered here, it is a rare event in the past hundred years.

As the clock ticked, only a few minutes, it was noon. Many people were eager to see through it, but they still couldn't see Wei Qianxun's figure appear, and some people couldn't help muttering.

"Ahem, this special shelf is not ordinarily big!"

"It's not like that, it's not that I'm afraid, so I'm not coming. ”

The two disciples of the family talked freely.

"You two shut up for me, don't bother us if you want to die, the grandmaster is like a dragon, can you say it casually?" The elder next to him who was a little older changed his face and taught them a hard lesson.

Only then did the two remember that the other party could crush their own existence at will, and they were immediately silenced.

"Senior uncle, senior uncle, why hasn't senior brother come yet?" Xuqing was also anxious.

"The golden eagle has already gone to pick him up, come on. Zhou Jingchun was still calm, and Qingyangzi was already in a hurry to walk around.

Just when they were about to see through it, in the cold pool, the blue light on Xuchen's body was rippling, and he opened his eyes.

"Ahem, I've finally finished refining the dragon scale fruit. ”

Feel the surging mana in your body, and the changes in your body. Xuchen's face was overjoyed, and he patted the golden eagle guarding beside him, and said, "Let's go, golden eagle, it's almost time, you hurry up." ”

He jumped lightly and got on the back of the carving. The golden eagle let out a long roar, fluttered its wings and flew high, breaking through the clouds and fog, and flying outside.

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On the Moon Tower, just when everyone was waiting anxiously, suddenly a long cry of a golden eagle came from the clouds.

I saw a huge golden eagle, flying towards the river from mid-air, and there was a young Taoist priest in a green shirt fluttering out of the dust.

"Look, senior brother is here. Xuqing shouted.

"Wei Qianxun is here!"

On the Moon Tower, on the banks of the Longjiang River, warriors stood up one after another. The heads of the family, the heads of the family, and the bigwigs with respected status, stretched their necks and looked up.

Everyone's eyes were on the figure in the air.

When the golden eagle flew to a height of more than 100 meters from the river, the green-robed Taoist priest suddenly jumped and floated down from the back of the golden eagle.

He was like a fairy outside the sky, falling lightly on the surface of the river, moving with the waves, and there was no splash at all. Standing with hands in his hands, it looks so casual and relaxed.

The golden eagle circled, let out a long roar, and flapped its wings, flying towards the Moon Tower.

"My God, is this man or God?"

Seeing this scene, many tourists' eyes lit up and they were extremely envious.

Jumping from a height of more than 100 meters, and being able to lift weights so lightly, most of the martial artists present couldn't do it, and their hearts were all in awe, and they secretly thought that it was better to see than to hear.

Liu Kunhuai, Baili Mu, Qiu Suyin and others of the Qingcheng faction also looked sunk.

Master Jingxuan, Master Zhiru, Master Zhixuan, Li Yuankun, Master Jingxuan of the Emei School, Zuo Qiu Ming, Lin Jingtao, Hua Qingyang, Gu Daochang and others, their pupils shrank, and their hearts were very complicated.

Hua Wuyan's pretty face was gloomy, and she silently looked at the young Taoist priest standing in his hands on the river.

Shi Haotian's eyes were rolling around, as if he had seen some treasure, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know what bad ideas he had to play.

Lu Wuya smiled, the Golden God of War's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Gongsun Ye, Luo Lingyun, Xu Xuan and others are also extremely jealous in their hearts.

Only Ye Tiantan, Su Beiming and others had bright eyes and excited moods.

Qingyangzi, Zhou Jingchun, Han Ziyan, and Situ Song were surprised and happy in their hearts.

With a gesture of both hands, the golden eagle flew to his side, causing an exclamation.

"Oh mom, isn't this Daochang Wei, why is he so powerful?" Liu Dajia exclaimed, and Sun Neng was so surprised that they were speechless. Some people in the back, as if they had blown up a hornet's nest, desperately squeezed forward to seize a good position that was a little more open.

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the void dust standing on the water with a look of admiration, and Su Yudie's eyes also lit up, and her mood was agitated.

Qin Mu, Zheng Jiuying and their friends were shocked into O-shapes one by one.

Xiao Qiuli snorted coldly, slammed on the wooden boat, and rose into the sky, like an arrow from the string, instantly jumped over a distance of more than 100 meters, and reached the opposite side of the void dust, standing with his hands in his hands.

The two of them looked at each other a hundred meters apart, looking at each other.

As soon as he stepped on it, the wooden boat suddenly burst with a "bang", turning into countless fragments floating on the water.

"Wei Qianxun, you're finally here!"

"I waited for you for three days and three nights, just to take your life, to pay tribute to the heavenly souls of my disciples, and to confirm my martial arts with your blood!"

His voice was like rolling thunder, resounding in a radius of 500 meters, sweeping through like a violent wind, shaking the ears of ordinary people.

"Is that right? Xiao Qiuli, for the sake of your two dead disciples, I don't want to kill you. If you want to kill me, it's your choice, whether you can kill me or not depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

Xuchen snorted coldly, his eyes shone with dazzling eyes, and the clouds were light and gentle.

Xiao Qiuli glared at the void dust angrily, his face flashed with murderous aura, he stepped out with one foot and shouted:

"The tide is blue!"

Suddenly, the whole lake trembled, the lake water rolled upside down, like a tsunami, the waves of the mountains and the sea, set off a huge wave of fifteen meters high, he stepped on the water, like the god of the sea.

Rolling lake, swept towards the void dust.