Soon after Wang Shi left, a black robe, with a black robe showing his face, stepped on the stone steps of Qingyun Mountain, walking slowly, as if a pious pilgrim came to the temple on the mountain to worship the Buddha. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Instead of enjoying the scenery on both sides of the road, the black robe walked naturally and step by step, and soon came to the top of Qingyun Mountain.

At this time, he couldn't take a step forward, because Zhao Wenqi was standing here.

The black robe narrowed his Danfeng eyes, looked at Zhao Wenqi with a smile, and said, "I've seen the eldest brother." ”

Zhao Wenqi didn't speak, just stared at A.

Jia, who was not too good-looking, has a pair of red phoenix eyes, plus a pair of thin lips like blades, and his face is pale like a piece of paper, with a different kind of beauty. It's like a sick boy who lazily burns money, and can always confuse a large number of little women.

Such a person who seems to have little strength is the first person in the heavenly stem. The people in the sexagenary branch have no name, only a code name, and his code name is - A.

A kept a smile and said, "Anyway, you are the grandson of the master. Therefore, respect must always be there. ”

Hearing A say this, Zhao Wenqi's expression did not change in the slightest, but he slightly raised the cold autumn water in his hand.

Although he didn't know that the person in front of him was the A of the Ten Heavenly Stems, Zhao Wenqi was still very sure that he was A, because he was very strong, not ordinarily strong, and he had a natural sense of superiority, which only people who ruled others all year round would give people this feeling. In the face of A, Zhao Wenqi had a reason to make a move, a reason to kill him.

Zhao Wenqi could have immediately drawn his sword, cut off Jia's head, and let Jia's blood be sprinkled on this bluestone step.

Now that A is here, the intention is already obvious, for the sake of that ugly desire, Donglai Mountain has officially declared war with Qingyun Mountain. Therefore, Zhao Wenqi raised Leng Qiushui slightly, preparing to kill A with one move.

However, at this time, A took a step forward, a very ordinary step, no different from his usual walking.

This step seems slow, but it happens in an instant, like one painting replacing another, and suddenly, A takes this step.

However, Zhao Wenqi did not draw a sword.

It's strange that Zhao Wenqi suddenly lost his self-confidence, and suddenly didn't know how to use his sword, as if he would be blocked by the person in front of him no matter how he played his sword.

It's not that the realm of the person in front of him is strong, but the person in front of him seems to be killing people since birth, so he seems to be able to see through all of Zhao Wenqi's moves, and naturally stops him from taking out his sword.

The current Zhao Wenqi is undoubtedly powerful, and he is completely able to fight against a strong man who has just gotten a glimpse of the Qi Sea Realm, but when he was in the underground palace, he defeated Shangguan Hong with "Tianliang", and even used his strongest move to cut off one of the hands of the ghost dragon snake. However, Zhao Wenqi, who was so powerful, didn't know how to use the sword at this time.

Only one step, without any moves, A actually suppressed Zhao Wenqi.

The strength of the armor is too terrifying!

It's hard to imagine how many people Jia has killed to have the ability to do what he is now, and he only needs one step to force Zhao Wenqi's sword back.

Thinking back to all his moves, Zhao Wenqi didn't think of how to crack this step inserted into his chest, and at this time, his momentum was out and he couldn't take it back, and if he wanted to solve this problem, it seemed that the only way was to retreat.

The momentum has come out, but it is held in the chest alive and cannot be released, not much different from the pain of being stabbed. But Zhao Wenqi would never take a step back, he stood upright, letting Jia's knife insert into his chest, enduring the pain, and looking at Jia very calmly.

Seeing that Zhao Wenqi did not retreat as expected, Jia smiled and said, "The master came to invite Master Su of Qingyun Mountain to drink tea." ”

didn't answer A's words, Zhao Wenqi was just waiting for A's action. If A wants to make a move, he will definitely pull back the sword inserted into Zhao Wenqi's chest. Although Zhao Wenqi no longer had any first move at that time, he could also fight back. Desperately injured himself, Zhao Wenqi must also block the armor and will never take a step back.

At this time, Su Changbai, who was dressed in white, walked out. General A took back the step he had taken, saluted respectfully, and said again: "The master came to invite Senior Su to tea." ”

Su Changbai asked with a little curiosity, "What kind of tea does he have?"

A smiled and said, "The best Biluo blood tea." ”

Su Changbai smiled and said to Zhao Wenqi: "Do you remember when your junior brother first came to Qingyun Mountain, when he came, he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and directly used a knife to cut me." ”

Hearing Shizun's words, Zhao Wenqi was a little confused, but he also nodded.

After talking to Wen Qi, Su Changbai said to Jia again: "Since it's tea that I haven't drunk, I'll go and have a look." ”

A saluted respectfully and said, "Respectfully Senior Su." ”

So A led the way in front, and Su Changbai followed.

Zhao Wenqi stood in place, slightly distracted, thinking about the danger of his master's going, and remained silent. Now he can only guard Qingyun Mountain, because Lilac and Aunt Mei are here.

Although he was a little worried, after Zhao Wenqi exhaled, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then glanced coldly at the bottom of the mountain and returned to the courtyard.

Although Jia's strength is undoubted, it can be seen that Zhao Wenqi can be injured with just one step. But except for A, no one in the ten heavenly stems and twelve earthly branches will be Zhao Wenqi's opponent.

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A led the way in front, Su Changbai followed him very calmly, no matter how slight the speed of A changed, Su Changbai was always only three steps away from him.

"The white-clothed sword god, three feet without temperature. When I saw it today, I really admired Su's predecessors. Although A's tone didn't have much respect, it didn't have much contempt, just a very steady sentence.

Su Changbai said very calmly: "Just lead the way." ”

Seeing Su Changbai like this, Jia Luo smiled and stopped talking, just concentrating on leading the way in front.

originally thought that A would take him to the back mountain of Ziyang Peak, but he didn't expect to come to the main hall of Ziyang Peak.

With a very shallow smile, Su Changbai walked into the main hall.

The main hall of Ziyang Peak.

The hall is too big, even if there are hundreds of people standing, it still seems a little empty, so the high seat has the power to overlook, and it has an invisible majesty.

And on this seat sat an old man, who had surpassed the old man, as if a gust of wind could carry him to the cemetery. Such a wrinkled old man, dressed in a brand-new robe, seemed to be very tired and half-lying on his chair.

The old man was wearing a brand-new robe, just like the kind of new that a girl had just grown up. And this chair is carved with a five-clawed golden dragon, which is countless times more gorgeous than the dragon chair in the world, and it has exhausted the brilliant gems and gold.

The dying old man, the brand-new robe, the gorgeous dragon chair, everything seemed so incongruous.

Like the old emperor who is about to die, he is still greedy for this dragon chair, and he refuses to let go of his death, and he wants to overlook the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty again.

This old man is the ancestor of Donglai Mountain.

Su Changbai walked into the main hall, just like a bamboo, natural and tough, never bowed his head because of anything, and looked at the old man on the dragon chair very calmly.

"Please come and have tea. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

"Biluo Blood Tea. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

The patriarch of Donglai Mountain smiled, still half-lying, squinting his eyes slightly, and the eyes that had been covered by eyelids were now only a gap. The Su Changbai in front of him was exactly the same as before, without the slightest change.

I don't know when, there were four more people in the main hall, occupying four directions, and at this time, A also appeared at the door of the main hall.

The five of them blocked all the roads and blocked Su Changbai in the main hall.

Su Changbai smiled, very naturally, with a very light mockery, but looked at the patriarch who was half-lying on the chair very calmly, disdainful of speaking.

Shi Zu slowly spoke: "Indeed, these people seem to be a little redundant. But these four people, all along, really want to kill you. ”

Su Changbai didn't look at the four heads who came over, but turned to look at Jia behind him and said, "You don't go to Qingyun Mountain?"

Jia Luo smiled and said, "Before I go, I want to see how strong you are." ”

"Wen Qi is my disciple, he is as strong as I am. ”

Jia lowered his head slightly, thinking back to the step he took at that time, and recalling Zhao Wenqi's reaction at that time, he nodded slowly, took a step back, and said, "Then I'll go to Qingyun Mountain." ”

So, A left and went to Qingyun Mountain to find Zhao Wenqi.

The remaining four people are naturally the four heads of Donglai Mountain, except for Master Hong of Feilai Peak, except for Master Lin of Jingxin Stream, the remaining four heads surrounded at this time, and there was murderous intent surging in their eyes.

Without stopping Jia's departure, the ancestor of Donglai Mountain slowly spoke: "Although the four of them can't kill you, it's still okay to consume you, after all, your body can't support it for long." ”

Su Changbai said lightly to the ancestor of Donglai Mountain: "This body is enough to kill you, but he hasn't come back yet, he should have come to kill you, but now I can only do it for you." ”

Ignored by Su Changbai like this, the head of Qingtian Peak, Luo, said: "Su Changbai, do you still think that you are the same you used to be? You are old, you are no longer a white-clothed sword god, and now you can defeat the four of us!"

The head of Bixia Mountain also said lightly: "Three feet without temperature, it was true back then, but now, it will be your corpse that is temperatureless." ”

The head of Jiuqu Mountain had already pulled out the sword in his hand and said coldly: "You are just a loser in the Spring and Autumn War, and now you are decayed, what capital do you have to be proud of? When you are killed, the capital you used to be proud of will become our thing!"

The obese Uncle Jinshan Mi squinted his eyes, walked slowly, and said: "It must be very painful to fall from the peak to the current state! I'm afraid that if you exhaust your imagination, I'm afraid you won't think that you will die at the hands of a few little people in Donglai Mountain." ”

For Su Changbai, who suddenly appeared many years ago, there has always been jealousy and hatred in the hearts of these four masters, because Su Changbai's realm is too high and too much higher than them. A little junior brother has already suppressed all the heads of the family, and now there is another Su Changbai, which is simply desperate.

For the high realm, it has always been a practitioner's lifelong pursuit. Being able to climb into a relationship with a high-level person and get a little bit of guidance is naturally a dream thing.

However, in the past ten years, it was Su Changbai who never showed anything to them, and this became the hatred between them. Jealousy gradually transformed into hatred, and this hatred could only be dissolved when Su Changbai was robbed of all his creation.

Sometimes it's like that, you never know how to offend someone, you don't know why some people are always hostile to you and even want to kill you.

There are always some people who can't see others surpassing themselves too much, or they can't bear it at all.

Looking at the four heads who were walking towards him, Su Changbai smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and a piece of turquoise bamboo leaves fell to his fingers.

Su Changbai said lightly: "Biluo blood tea, probably made of blood, since you invite me to drink tea, and you are reluctant to take it out, then I will invite you to drink a cup of Biluo blood tea." ”