A large group of martial arts people went up the mountain under the leadership of Songshan disciples. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After a journey, suddenly heard the sound of water like thunder, two jade dragons on the cliff hung straight down, double waterfalls poured together, bending and whirling, leaping and running, everyone went up to the peak from the side of the waterfall. The disciple who led the way from the Songshan faction said, "This is called Shengguan Peak. There was no arrogance in the words, and it was extremely cordial, so that the group of martial arts people couldn't get used to it for a while.

This time the Songshan faction is in great trouble, none of the other four factions of the Wuyue Sword Sect is willing to help, Zuo Lengchan is already forced to have no way, although the martial arts of these small sects and small sects are not very powerful, but no matter how it is said, it is also a battle, if even these people are turned away, then he Songshan is really alone.

Everyone went up from this, the mountain road became more and more dangerous, and the disciples of the Songshan faction who led the way pointed all the way and said: "This is Qinggang Peak, Qinggang Ping." This is the Great Tieliang Gorge, the Little Tieliang Gorge. "The right side of Tieliang Gorge is full of strange rocks, and the left side is ten thousand deep ravines, and there is no bottom. Saying that, a disciple of Songshan picked up a big stone and threw it down, the big stone collided with the mountain wall, and it was like thunder at first, and then the sound was very small, and finally it was inaudible, enough to see the danger of the mountain peak.

A man with a copper axe in his hand asked, "May I ask this senior brother, how many people have come to Songshan today?" The Songshan disciple replied: "There are a thousand people at least, and the sword demon will not dare to come." ”

At this moment, a man and a woman suddenly climbed the stairs from the bottom of the mountain.

The mountain road was misty with clouds, and it was only when they got closer that everyone could see the appearance of the person who came. The man was dressed in black, with a square scarf wrapped around his head and a dark red ring knife hanging from his waist. The woman looks like she is only in her cardamom years, but she has already become a beauty, but at this time, her pretty face is full of cold and murderous intent.

"Knife ...... Sword Demon!" I don't know who in the crowd shouted first, and the group of martial arts people reacted at this time, and they took out the weapons in their hands one after another, but no matter how they looked at the hands holding the blades, they looked a little trembling.

"Hey, do you also go up to Songshan, just together. The man looked at the crowd and greeted them with a smile.

There were so many people on the mountain road, and none of them answered, the scene seemed a little weird, and the man didn't care, smiled and continued to walk up the mountain. The woman followed.

Seeing the man walking towards him, the group of people in the rivers and lakes were completely panicked, and they automatically divided into a path, and no one dared to make a move. The fierce reputation of the sword demon is too great, and on that rainy night that shocked the rivers and lakes, none of the more than 30 people from each faction survived. And they are all good hands of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and as many as three people died in the Songshan Thirteen Taibao alone, and their own group of people is not enough for others to stuff their teeth. Moreover, as Jianghu scattered people, or disciples of small sects, they did not have such a high consciousness of dedicating themselves to the righteous path of martial arts.

Just a few steps through the crowd, Wang Chan suddenly stopped and looked back at everyone.

Seeing this, the group of martial arts people all felt nervous, thinking that this demon should not be fierce, if it was really like this, what would it be. At present, there is only one mountain road, and there are endless abysses on both sides, is it really impossible to escape death today? Everyone had already greeted Songshan up and down in their hearts, and at the same time, they also clenched the weapons in their hands and prepared to fight to the death.

At this moment, Wang Chan suddenly smiled and said: "I see that you were a good tour guide just now, and now you just lack someone to lead the way, so it's you." ”

Wang Chan's right hand grasped weakly, and the Songshan disciple only felt a strong wind coming, and his body involuntarily leaned forward, and when he reacted, he found that he had fallen into Wang Chan's hands, which was the thirty-six dragon claw grappler.

Everyone looked at Wang Chan's departing figure, glanced at each other, and swallowed their saliva with difficulty, that is a knife demon who kills people without blinking!

"If you remember, the weak and the weak are together, and they are only the weak. ”

"Remember, Master. ”

Walking further up, Wang Chan and the others suddenly saw the interruption of the twin peaks, and a portal naturally appeared, and the wind blew out from the broken place, and the clouds and mist came with the wind.

"What is this called, why did you suddenly become dumb?" Wang Chan looked at the Songshan disciple beside him and chuckled.

The Songshan disciple said with a bitter face: "This is called Chaotianmen. ”

"Chaotianmen...... Zuo Lengchan will be able to go to heaven soon, but he doesn't need to be so troublesome every day. Wang Chan looked up at the front, and his smile grew cold.

I saw more than ten Songshan disciples on the mountain road holding swords in their hands, blocking the way.

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The top of Songshan Mountain, known as "Junji" in ancient times. The Junji Zen Temple at the top of Songshan Mountain was originally a large Buddhist temple, but it has become the residence of the head of the Songshan School in the past hundred years. Although Zuo Lengchan has the word "Zen" in his name, he is not a disciple of Buddhism, and his martial arts are close to Taoism. The fact that the Songshan faction was able to rise under the nose of Shaolin is enough to see that it is extraordinary.

Under the leadership of the disciples of Songshan, the martial arts heroes walked into the Zen courtyard, saw the ancient Bai Sensen in the courtyard, there was no Buddha statue on the hall, although the main hall was also very large, compared to the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Shaolin Temple, it was inferior, less than a thousand people came in, even the courtyard was full, and the latecomers had no place to intervene.

Zuo Lengchan stood in the center of the main hall and said loudly: "You can help me when Songshan is in danger today, and I am grateful to someone on the left." Presumably, you have also heard of the Sword Demon, this evil thief colluded with the Demon Sect Demon Maiden, and not only killed my three junior disciples, but also killed dozens of martial arts righteous people. After investigation, my junior brother Fei Bin died violently outside Hengyang City, and this person is absolutely inseparable. Now this fang is even threatening to kill Song Mountain and take the life of someone on my left, completely treating our Central Plains righteous path martial arts as nothing. It doesn't matter if the life and dignity of someone on my left are lost, but the dignity of our entire righteous path martial arts will never be trampled on by the demon sect demons!"

"Kill the demon girl, punish the sword demon! kill the demon girl, kill the sword demon!" Someone in the group suddenly shouted loudly, and then the martial arts people in the entire hall shouted.

Deafening shouts filled the entire hall, and the crowd was excited, as if they could kill the demon cult demon in their mouth in the next moment.

At this moment, a lazy voice sounded. The sound was not very loud, but it was clearly heard in the ears of everyone above the main hall.

"There are so many people who want to kill me. ”

Everyone turned their heads suddenly, looking at the black figure at the entrance of the main hall, their faces turned pale, and they shouted in a lost voice: "Sword Demon!"

"Don't you want to kill me, then hurry up, there are still people waiting for me to kill after that." Wang Chan stood at the door of the main hall, looked through the vast crowd, looked at the yellow-robed man in the center of the main hall and said with a smile.

Everyone was shocked, and the sound of drawing swords sounded.