readx;?“ I'm not crazy!" Lao Mo yelled angrily, his hand shook hard, and his sword was full of power, and he pressed his companion's sword back, his face gloomy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You're not crazy yet? You see you're so angry that you move your sword. If you really want to kill this kid, once the Proud Sword Peak Lord blames it, you and I will be unlucky. "That master said.

"How can the Lord of Proud Sword Peak blame us for this little bastard? He is just an outer disciple, even if he is the righteous brother of Linghu Eighteen, he has also violated the rules of our Sword Grinding Peak, and we have the right to ......" Before Lao Mo's words fell, he suddenly made a grunt, and even the person fell to the ground with his sword, unconscious.

"Who?" The master was about to turn around and stab out with a sword, when he suddenly felt that an acupuncture point on his body was numb, and he fell to the ground like Lao Mo.

Fang Xiaowu was originally preparing for it, but when he suddenly saw these two guys falling down, he didn't feel puzzled, and looked around, but there was no one in him.

"Could it be that Linghu Eighteen secretly followed?" he thought to himself.

However, at this moment, he didn't have time to care about this matter at all, so he secretly breathed a little, and rushed into the mountain together, even if the mountain was Longtan Tiger's Den, he had to break to the end and rescue Wang Xibei.

The Grinding Sword Peak is divided by eight thousand meters, and above eight thousand meters, no one can go up without permission except for the Grinding Sword Peak Lord, and the Grinding Sword Peak Lord lives in the Grinding Sword Pavilion at eight thousand meters.

Located at a place of five thousand meters, there are dozens of masters of the Grinding Sword Peak, all of whom are elite disciples of the Flying Feather Sect, and because they belong to the subordinates of the Lord of the Grinding Sword Peak, they are collectively called the masters of the Grinding Sword Peak.

And at a height of two thousand meters, there were three personal disciples of the Grinding Sword Peak Lord.

Ten years ago, the eldest disciple of the Lord of the Grinding Sword Peak was called by the Lord of the Grinding Sword Peak to a cave more than 12,000 meters away, asking him to retreat and cultivate here. Three years ago, the second disciple of the Lord of Grinding Sword Peak followed his master's order and went to another cave more than 10,000 meters away to retreat and cultivate.

Therefore, Yuan Qingfeng was the only one living in the residence two kilometers away. However, two years ago, there were four masters of Grinding Sword Peak who had a particularly good relationship with Yuan Qingfeng, and after asking the master of Grinding Sword Peak, they also moved here to live.

At this moment, in a wide lobby of that residence, Wang Xibei, whom Yuan Qingfeng had caught, was still on the ground, although he did not have the courage to rape Wang Xibei, he also planned to eat Wang Xibei's tofu.

"Stinky girl, let me tell you, since I was born, even if I am my master, I have never beaten you, you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, you dare to beat me, I want to make you look good!"

Yuan Qingfeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it, wanting to torture Wang Xibei slowly, starting by scratching Wang Xibei's sleeve.

However, as soon as his fingers touched Wang Xibei's sleeve, Wang Xibei's body suddenly emitted a strange black light, which shocked his fingers and hurriedly took them back.

"Hey, stinky girl, do you have any treasures on you?" Yuan Qingfeng asked in surprise, and he didn't dare to mess with Yuan Qingfeng again.

On the other side, in order to protect his chastity, Wang Xibei was about to fight with Yuan Qingfeng, when he suddenly saw a black light emitting from his body for no reason, which shocked Yuan Qingfeng so much that he didn't dare to mess with him, and he was stunned.

"What's going on? How can there be a black light coming from me? Am I evil?" she thought to herself.

After a while, I saw an old man running into the lobby and shouting, "Yuan Shao, that kid named Fang Xiaowu actually ran over here, do you want to go over and have a look?"

"How did he get up?"

"It's not clear yet. ”

"Could it be that Linghu Eighteen is a ghost?"

Yuan Qingfeng sneered and said, "Show me this girl, don't let her run away, I'll go out and take a look." With that, he strode out.

After Yuan Qingfeng walked out of the lobby, he lightly touched his feet, like a bow and arrow flying out, and it was the technique of "a feather feather".

When he landed on both feet, he had come to a green meadow.

This green grassland is a necessary place to go up the mountain, because it is about ten acres in size, so it is called ten acres of garden.

At this time, in this ten-acre garden, a very powerful old man with one hand behind his back and one hand on his chest, his five fingers were bent and stretched like hooks, as if he was grasping something, and his whole body did not move.

There were three people standing more than twenty meters away from the mighty old man, although they were tall and short, but without exception, they were all old men, one of them was particularly outstanding in appearance, with a big mouth, at first glance, it seemed to be very edible.

As for the other two, they look ordinary and don't have any memory points.

Two meters in front of the mighty old man, a young man held a wooden sword and made a stabbing movement, just like the mighty old man, he was as still as a wood carving, motionless.

This young man is none other than Fang Xiaowu.

He was originally looking for Yuan Qingfeng to ask for someone, but after coming to Shimu Garden, he met these people, and the two sides had a quarrel, and the mighty old man wanted to capture him, but he launched the "Hundred Absolute Nine Swords" to fight with the other party, and in less than five moves, he became the appearance in front of him. Even with all his might, he couldn't get rid of the control of the mighty old man.

The mighty old man cultivated to the late stage of the Gundam Creation Extreme Realm, he could have beaten Fang Xiaowu to vomit blood with one move, but he saw that Fang Xiaowu's swordsmanship was wonderful, and he was very surprised, after using Xuan Gong to trap Fang Xiaowu, he planned to use the move to break Fang Xiaowu's swordsmanship, but he thought about it, but he couldn't think of any move to crack the swordsmanship, and he didn't want to use pure strength to defeat Fang Xiaowu, so the two sides were deadlocked.

After Yuan Qingfeng came, he originally wanted to go up and capture Xiaowu with his own hands, but he thought about it for a while, and said in his heart: "Wei Zhenhai, this old guy has a strange personality, if I still don't make a move." He is a master sent by the master to deal with Linghu Eighteen, and in the entire Sword Grinding Peak, in addition to the master, only Lu Degao can compete with him, if he annoys him, it will really be worth the loss. ”

Thinking like this, he stood still, wanting to see when Megatron would take Fang Xiaowu down.

After a while, Yuan Qingfeng saw that Wei Zhenhai was still motionless, and couldn't help but feel a little impatient in his heart, and said secretly: "This old guy is really, why do you have to break Fang Xiaowu's swordsmanship?

His eyes rolled, he didn't want to wait any longer, and said loudly: "Elder Wei, just a Fang Xiaowu, let me clean him up." ”

Together, he pounced on Fang Xiaowu.

With a bang, an invisible force collided, forcing Yuan Qingfeng to the ground.

Wei Zhenhai's voice said: "Yuan Gongzi, you suddenly made a move, do you think that the old man can't take the martial arts?"

Although Yuan Qingfeng was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to offend Wei Zhenhai, so he had to say, "Elder Wei, you misunderstood. ”

"Misunderstanding?" Wei Zhenhai said in a deep voice: "Yuan Gongzi, although you are the third disciple of the peak master, how can I say that you are also an elite disciple of the Flying Feather Sect, after a hundred years of cultivation, wouldn't it be very embarrassing if I can't even take a disciple of the outer sect?" Before I thought of cracking this sword, please don't do it." ”

Hearing this, the old man with a big mouth couldn't look at it, and said: "Senior Brother Wei, we are all masters under the peak master's seat, we will do whatever the peak master wants us to do, you just let Fang Xiaowu to Yuan Shao to clean up, Linghu Eighteen is really coming, it is not too late for you to deal with him again, why make Yuan Shao embarrassed?"

Wei Zhenhai said: "Senior Brother Yu, don't you know my temper, who can stop me from what I have decided to do?"

"But you are helping Fang Xiaowu by doing this, we ......"

"Fang Xiaowu is also a disciple of our Flying Feather Sect, even if I really help him, then what's the matter?"

The big-mouthed old man surnamed Yu didn't expect Wei Zhenhai to say this, and he was immediately speechless, thinking: "Okay, you Wei Zhenhai, don't think that your cultivation is higher than mine, you can be superior, you and I are both elite disciples of the Flying Feather Sect, and now we are masters of the Sword Grinding Peak, if it weren't for the peak master's weapon to value you, I would call you a senior brother?"

Suddenly, a twig shot from the darkness, and the speed was not very fast.

Megatron saw it, but it was like a great enemy, and suddenly put his body together, pointed out, and with a bang, knocked the branch to the ground and broke it in two.

Yuan Qingfeng was only a mid-stage cultivator in the Pure Green Realm, and he couldn't see the power of that branch at all, nor could he see how powerful Wei Zhenhai's finger was.

The cultivation of the three old men was profound, especially the old man surnamed Yu, who had already reached the early stage of the Creation Extreme Realm, although he couldn't see how powerful that branch was, but he could feel that the Yuan Power contained in the finger of Megatron Sea was at least fifty million.

50 million yuan of power can make the earth tremble, if it is completely solid, it is enough to burst a hill, but now it can only break an ordinary branch, it can be seen that the hidden yuan force in the branch is not small, and the ingenuity of the person who came has reached the cultivation of the extreme realm, and he should also be a master of the extreme realm.

"Linghu Eighteen, you finally can't help but do it. Megatron looked down the hill.

The visitor was silent, and he did not know where he was hiding.

At this time, Fang Xiaowu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Wei Zhenhai was much more powerful than Ma Wang Biao, who didn't know what his origin was, and the two Ma Wang Biao together were not Wei Zhenhai's opponents, so he understood that Wei Zhenhai's cultivation was above Ma Wang Biao, and it was not one level higher, it should be two levels, that is, the late stage of the Extreme Creation Realm.

Wei Zhenhai couldn't get a response from the visitor, his face sank slightly, and he shouted: "Linghu Eighteen, since you are here, why hide and disappear, please show up." ”

Fang Xiaowu said in his heart: "The person who came must not be Linghu Eighteen, if it is that old guy, he is already yo yo yo, how can he not even let out a fart." Who is secretly helping me? It can't be the Lord of Proud Sword Peak, right?" Suddenly, a voice sounded in my ear: "Stupid, don't go and save people quickly." ”

"Mrs. Huahua!" Fang Xiaowu's heart was shocked.

Boom!

Between the lightning and the fire, a burst suddenly sounded in mid-air, like two muffled lightning strikes together, shaking the green grass roots of the ten acres of the garden to stand upright, and then two figures fell in an instant.

One is the Megatron Sea who rises and falls instantly, like a fierce lion, and the other is Mrs. Huahua, who is dressed in palace clothes and has a compelling demeanor.

"It's you, Lady Flower. ”

Wei Zhenhai's face was full of surprise, obviously he didn't expect that the person who came was not Ling Hu Eighteen, but Mrs. Huahua, who belonged to the same sect as him.