Being held by Yan Su, the two of them rushed all the way out of the west gate of Wuling, and then quickly turned to the north.

Tang Yu only felt that the wind was blowing in his ears, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction at night at all.

After walking for more than half an hour, a towering snow-capped mountain blocked the way.

Yan Su let go of Tang Yu's hand, stopped, looked up at the sky with his eyes, and his brows furrowed deeply.

"Brother Chen, are you here?" In the darkness, Yan Su's voice was low.

After a while, a long laugh came from the night, and said, "Brother Yan's speed is still so fast, but I am a step slower. This tiger of the Dongguo family is really difficult!"

Gradually, Tang Yu saw a figure appear in the darkness, and quickly arrived in front of him.

Tang Yu hurriedly arched his hand and said, "After Wuling, I have learned to see Master Chen!"

Chen Yuxiang smiled, patted Tang Yu's shoulder and said, "Yes, I don't feel that I have fallen into the prestige of my martial arts academic world today!"

As he spoke, his eyes looked at the sky and said, "Brother Yan, you and I will go up together!"

As soon as he flicked his hand, a strand of filament volleyed up in the air, and his figure began to climb rapidly along this strand of filament.

Yan Su shouted: "Xianjue, be careful!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Tang Yu's arm with one hand, followed by him, this leap was dozens of zhang high, seeing that Chen Yuxiang's mana was about to run out, Yan Su pressed his hand and released ↘a strand of piano wire, and at the same time, his figure crossed Chen Yuxiang and continued to rush up.

The two masters were dissatisfied with each other, and their respective magical powers of the Imperial Qin Technique alternated, while Tang Yu was completely dizzy.

Is this the powerhouse of the cultivation world?

This kind of piano technique, even if the mountain is ten thousand feet high, I am afraid it will not be able to stop them.

Tang Yu was both fascinated and admired in his heart. I thought to myself, how long will it take to cultivate my cultivation to have such a state?

Just as Tang Yu's thoughts turned, he felt that his feet were solid. At this time, the three of them were already standing on the top of the mountain.

This summit is not a pinnacle, though at night. But you can still see the endless snow, dare to love this is a mountaintop plateau.

The snow on the plateau was knee-high, and the cold wind was howling, and it was extremely cold.

Tang Yu hurriedly used the mana in his chest, and a mighty aura swirled around before he could eliminate all kinds of discomfort.

Yan Su and Chen Yuxiang stopped talking, and their feet slowed down, and the three of them walked forward step by step.

In the night, ahead. Suddenly, there was a strong flash of light.

Then, on the huge clearing in front of them, a raging fire broke out.

On the snow, the fire burned all over the space within a radius of hundreds of meters, and the flames also illuminated the entire plateau.

Tang Yu's pupils tightened, and just as he was about to speak, Chen Yuxiang said, "Xianjue, you stand here and don't move, Brother Yan." We used to ......"

The two of them each performed the imperial pen technique, the imperial qin technique, and their bodies were like electricity, and they pounced on the place where the fire was burning.

Gradually. Tang Yu felt the fluctuations of the surrounding elements, and countless elements seemed to be converging towards the area burned by the flames, and he was shocked in his heart: "Magician?"

Just in his confusion. In the midst of the flames, a black-robed figure slowly rose into the air.

I saw this man raise his right hand. Holding a staff in his hand, he made strange noises from his mouth.

The elements of heaven and earth converged around him. The less the flame, the more vigorous.

Deeper into the flames, there was a petite black-robed figure who sat cross-legged on top of the snow, and the flames around him didn't seem to do any harm to her at all.

On her knees, there is a six-stringed guqin.

His hands pressed on the piano, the sound of the piano was murmuring, like rain hitting the plantains, in the sound of the piano, the invisible mana was swirling and knotting, and the flames were plucked by the sound of the piano and began to dance in the air.

It feels like someone is blowing fire, and the flames jump and retreat in the sound of the piano, which is really gorgeous.

Tang Yu's eyes were staring at the magician holding the staff, but he had already seen that this person was the Xuanyuan Snow Peak, the highest cultivator of the Four Monsters of Wuling.

And the petite black-robed figure ......

Isn't it Ji Sunxiang's aunt?

He couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, looking at this posture, this seemed to be a battle.

Did the four monsters of Wuling have a feud with the Ji Sun family?

"Cong, Cong, Cong!" The sound of the piano was not agitated, but it became more and more dense, and the dense sound of the piano made the flames even more crazy, but when I saw that the flames rolled over from a distance like mercury, the flames had not yet arrived, and the rolling heat wave had already hit.

In the midst of the heat wave, countless blades flew and burst, and a loud mottled sound could be heard in the air.

Xuanyuan Xuefeng's chanting was even more rapid, and an invisible web condensed in its chanting, and he was in the middle of this large web, like a spider.

The black-robed woman smiled coldly, put the piano on her lap up, and stroked her fingers vigorously on the strings.

"Bell, bell, bell!"

After three piano sounds, Tang Yu felt like five thunderbolts, as if the earth was trembling, and his ears actually made a roaring sound, and he almost lost his hearing.

The mana in his chest seemed to be frozen by someone, and he couldn't work at all, and he retreated more than a dozen steps in a row before he could stand firm.

At this time, on the battlefield, in the raging flames, the three-handled swords were as white as snow, emitting a terrifying and dazzling light.

The raging fire was directly cut into three sections by the three paths, the blade was particularly not blunt, the knife momentum was particularly slow, and the three-handled knife finished in the shape of a zigzag attack on Xuanyuan Snow Peak.

The Xuanyuan Snow Peak Staff slammed down, erecting earth walls around him, and the strong smell of the earth element filled the air.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

There was a huge shock, bursting, and the walls of earth were cut open by the sharp knife like tofu.

Xuanyuan Xuefeng's figure exploded, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out of his mouth.

At this moment, three figures had already appeared around him.

These three people are Chen Yuxiang, Ding Rui and Yan Su.

The three of them all use the brush, and all the paintings are displayed, and the brushstrokes are scattered in the air, and the Wuling landscape painting technique is dripping and majestic.

However, these three brushstrokes, when they touched the three knives, also collapsed instantly, and a little ink swayed in the air. The ink quickly spreads.

Where the ink was shrouded, the originally blazing flames were instantly annihilated. Soon the heavens and the earth were darkened.

Xuanyuan Xuefeng's scarlet lips suddenly opened and roared.

"Ah......h

A pitched pitch. Behind it was a silent sound wave, which swept away a tremendous amount of energy under the drumming of magic.

Even the naked eye can see the energy waves stirred up by this sound wave.

This is formal magic, using an extremely advanced principle of resonance.

Finally, the offensive of the three knives began to slow down, and in the resonance of the sound waves, they gradually began to disintegrate. At this time, the four monsters of Wuling had already surrounded the black-robed women.

The black-robed woman looked unwavering, the piano in her hand suddenly stopped, and she said with a smile: "The four monsters of Wuling, what a big courage." Dare to snoop on my Shiraishihara's secrets. You haven't been messing around in Da Chu all these years, do you think you can treat the Great Chu monks like a mustard?"

The four of Xuanyuan Xuefeng looked very nervous, and in the face of this black-robed woman, no one dared to be careless.

Chen Yuxiang said: "Aunt Jisun, the authentic work of my Wuling's "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" was taken by you, and today my four brothers came to ask for it, it is justified, how can you snoop on it?"

The black-robed woman smiled coldly and said, "The Map of Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains is the secret book of the Sage School. You and the other four have already become heretics of the Sage School, so what qualifications do you have to recover this secret book?"

She raised her head slightly, her expression was even more proud, and said, "Say it again." Even if you want to get it back, you can't rely on your lips to cultivate like the four of you. Are you worthy to ask me for something?"

Chen Yuxiang's face flushed, and Ding Rui smiled. Said: "Aunt Jisun, there is a way to be impressed by Shibei for three days. Today, we have not yet won or lost, so why do you need to be so arrogant?"

The black-robed woman frowned slightly, and said, "Isn't there a winner or loser? That's too simple!"

Her hand was raised slightly, and the palm of her hand was pitch black, and the thick ink turned into a long dragon, suddenly rising into the air and rolling towards Ding Rui.

The momentum of this volume releases a huge heroic and desolate aura, and the ink seems to have become a paintbrush, sweeping one side, and it can infect a country.

Tang Yu watched this scene, and his heart was inexplicably shocked.

He thought to himself that his comprehension of painting had entered the room, but when he saw the painting of this black-robed woman, he came out of his hands, and the ink was swaying, like an antelope hanging its horns, and all kinds of painting skills were naturally integrated into it, and the atmosphere was so great that it swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger.

"This is the technique of the Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map!"

The pen in Ding Rui's hand swayed in the air, and he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he quickly retreated, and used the painting of the Wuling Landscape School to try to scatter the ink dragon in front of him.

And Chen Yuxiang and Yan Su came to help, and the three of them shot at the same time, but the ink dragon rolled, containing powerful mana, and as soon as the three of them showed their brushstrokes, they were ruthlessly crushed.

Soon, the three of them were in a hurry, the staff in Xuanyuan Xuefeng's hand was raised again, the wood elements gathered, and soon the fallen leaves flew in the air, each fallen leaf was as sharp as a knife, and countless flying knives burst out in the air......

It's really a death match, and the four monsters of Wuling can't even have the upper hand over Aunt Sun this season.

Tang Yu couldn't help but feel secretly awe-inspiring in his heart.

Outside the Wuling Sage Hall that day, Lu Shouxun failed to leave the four monsters of Wuling when he appeared, and Xuanyuan Xuefeng showed his might, forcing the Dongguo family and several scholars of the Jisun family to be embarrassed.

But today, in the face of this season Aunt Sun, the four of them work together, and it seems that they are still unable to catch it, so who is Aunt Sun this season? Is it so strong?

Gradually, the sky appeared white, and a big war still had no meaning of ending.

Tang Yu was able to see the shots of the two sides more clearly, but the other party's cultivation was too high, far beyond Tang Yu's cognition of the four arts, but Rao was so, and he also felt that he had benefited a lot.

"Ah......h

With a muffled snort, Yan Suqian retreated, his chest was stained with a cloud of dark ink, and his whole body flew upside down towards Tang Yu.

Tang Yu was startled, his hand was raised, and a strand of strings shot out, and said, "Master Yan......"

On the last day, more than ten hours, can the last monthly pass be left for Nanhua???? (to be continued......