Gu Feng shouted angrily, and the man did not hide, floating down from the air.

"Drunken Taoist?" Gu Feng fixed his eyes and saw that this person was eight feet tall, with a face like a crown of jade, a good appearance, and a long beard with two sideburns, revealing a chic and free taste.

What makes people frown is that the Taoist robe on this person's body is wrinkled, extremely sloppy, and his whole body is full of strong alcohol.

The man had a wine gourd pinned to his waist and a long sword behind him.

"Sure enough, it's a drunken Taoist!" Gu Feng was convinced in his heart.

This person is not simple, he is the personal apprentice of Changmei Lao Dao, and the three immortals and two elders of the Emei faction are all of the same generation, and he is a famous sword immortal of the older generation.

"Who are you? Why are you spying on me and my master?" At this time, Sun Caifeng stepped forward, stared at the drunken Taoist angrily, and said fiercely.

The drunken Daoist smiled lightly, glanced at Gu Feng up and down, but asked, "Your Excellency is a Gu Feng Daoist who is personally passed down by the Mixed Yuan Patriarch of the Wutai Sect!"

"Huh?" Gu Feng frowned.

How did this drunkard know about himself?

When he thought that the ascetic Toutuo had used the power of the Yuan Shen to control the invisible fairy sword in the air and leave with the soul of the laughing monk, he suddenly knew in his heart, it seemed that he had been targeted by the Emei faction!

Gu Feng's heart became urgent, and at the same time, his fighting spirit also rose.

With the enemy in front, it seems that a big war is inevitable!

"It turned out to be a drunken Taoist from the Emei faction!" Gu Feng said with a smile.

The drunken Daoist looked surprised, and couldn't help asking, "How did Gu Daoyou know about it?"

He was very strange that he had never met Gu Feng, and he was told the origin by the other party.

Gu Feng sneered and was silent.

He wouldn't tell this drunken Taoist that he not only knew his name, but also knew that in the future, this drunken Taoist would gradually be excluded by the three immortals and two elders of the Emei faction, and he had no fate with any immortals, and in the end, he couldn't even beat some disciples and grandchildren.

Seeing that Gu Feng didn't answer, a trace of embarrassment appeared on the face of the drunken Taoist, and he didn't ask more.

After all, the Emei faction and the Wutai faction are mortal enemies, and there is naturally nothing to say between the enemies!

However, he came here for his own purpose, and said in a deep voice: "Gu Daoyou, this treasure is my Emei's thing, why do you want to steal it forcibly?"

"It's really the style of the Emei faction, righteous and awe-inspiring, reversing black and white!" a sarcastic sneer flashed across the corner of Gu Feng's mouth.

When the drunken Taoist heard this, anger suddenly appeared on his face.

"This relic treasure has become an ownerless thing since the Gu Immortal Zhang Fu ascended, first come, first served, how could it become a treasure of your Emei faction!" Gu Feng said unceremoniously, without giving the drunken Daoist face at all.

"You ......" The drunken Taoist was choked by Gu Feng's words and couldn't refute it, his face changed cloudy, and it was quite ugly.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and said in a deep voice: "Gu Daoyou, I'm sorry! This treasure is a treasure that Master Changmei has already calculated, and it cannot be lost! If you don't want to return it, we can only see the real chapter under our hands!"

Bang!

The sword behind him was unsheathed, pointing at Gu Feng from afar, and the sword qi was about to explode.

Sun Caifeng screamed in surprise, and immediately ran behind Gu Feng in fright to hide.

Gu Feng laughed loudly, "Haha! If you can't get the upper hand, do you want to take it by force? This move is exactly what I want!"

He didn't say a word, with a wave of his long sleeves, a strong wind wrapped Sun Caifeng and took her to the cave, avoiding the aftermath of the fight.

Rise!

The sound of the dragon's groan resounded endlessly.

The Pure Yang Immortal Sword swam out of Gu Feng's cuffs and turned into a green dragon with teeth and claws.

Gu Feng shouted angrily, and the man did not hide, floating down from the air.

"Drunken Taoist?" Gu Feng fixed his eyes and saw that this person was eight feet tall, with a face like a crown of jade, a good appearance, and a long beard with two sideburns, revealing a chic and free taste.

What makes people frown is that the Taoist robe on this person's body is wrinkled, extremely sloppy, and his whole body is full of strong alcohol.

The man had a wine gourd pinned to his waist and a long sword behind him.

"Sure enough, it's a drunken Taoist!" Gu Feng was convinced in his heart.

This person is not simple, he is the personal apprentice of Changmei Lao Dao, and the three immortals and two elders of the Emei faction are all of the same generation, and he is a famous sword immortal of the older generation.

"Who are you? Why are you spying on me and my master?" At this time, Sun Caifeng stepped forward, stared at the drunken Taoist angrily, and said fiercely.

The drunken Daoist smiled lightly, glanced at Gu Feng up and down, but asked, "Your Excellency is a Gu Feng Daoist who is personally passed down by the Mixed Yuan Patriarch of the Wutai Sect!"

"Huh?" Gu Feng frowned.

How did this drunkard know about himself?

When he thought that the ascetic Toutuo had used the power of the Yuan Shen to control the invisible fairy sword in the air and leave with the soul of the laughing monk, he suddenly knew in his heart, it seemed that he had been targeted by the Emei faction!

Gu Feng's heart became urgent, and at the same time, his fighting spirit also rose.

With the enemy in front, it seems that a big war is inevitable!

"It turned out to be a drunken Taoist from the Emei faction!" Gu Feng said with a smile.

The drunken Daoist looked surprised, and couldn't help asking, "How did Gu Daoyou know about it?"

He was very strange that he had never met Gu Feng, and he was told the origin by the other party.

Gu Feng sneered and was silent.

He wouldn't tell this drunken Taoist that he not only knew his name, but also knew that in the future, this drunken Taoist would gradually be excluded by the three immortals and two elders of the Emei faction, and he had no fate with any immortals, and in the end, he couldn't even beat some disciples and grandchildren.

Seeing that Gu Feng didn't answer, a trace of embarrassment appeared on the face of the drunken Taoist, and he didn't ask more.

After all, the Emei faction and the Wutai faction are mortal enemies, and there is naturally nothing to say between the enemies!

However, he came here for his own purpose, and said in a deep voice: "Gu Daoyou, this treasure is my Emei's thing, why do you want to steal it forcibly?"

"It's really the style of the Emei faction, righteous and awe-inspiring, reversing black and white!" a sarcastic sneer flashed across the corner of Gu Feng's mouth.

When the drunken Taoist heard this, anger suddenly appeared on his face.

"This relic treasure has become an ownerless thing since the Gu Immortal Zhang Fu ascended, first come, first served, how could it become a treasure of your Emei faction!" Gu Feng said unceremoniously, without giving the drunken Daoist face at all.

"You ......" The drunken Taoist was choked by Gu Feng's words and couldn't refute it, his face changed cloudy, and it was quite ugly.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and said in a deep voice: "Gu Daoyou, I'm sorry! This treasure is a treasure that Master Changmei has already calculated, and it cannot be lost! If you don't want to return it, we can only see the real chapter under our hands!"

Bang!

The sword behind him was unsheathed, pointing at Gu Feng from afar, and the sword qi was about to explode.

Sun Caifeng screamed in surprise, and immediately ran behind Gu Feng in fright to hide.

Gu Feng laughed loudly, "Haha! If you can't get the upper hand, do you want to take it by force? This move is exactly what I want!"

He didn't say a word, with a wave of his long sleeves, a strong wind wrapped Sun Caifeng and took her to the cave, avoiding the aftermath of the fight.

Rise!

The sound of the dragon's groan resounded endlessly.

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