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Bronze Hall, Void World

The world where the Heavenly Dharma Body and the Green Mountains are located.

With a "bang", the huge pine tree hugged by the three of them was blasted open with a palm, revealing a large hole that was poked back and forth.

A thin old man appeared from under the pine tree, glanced at the green mountain, turned around and walked away, extremely fast, like a streamer.

Aoyama flashed, appeared fifty meters away, and chased after the old man.

"Stinky boy, learn to be nosy, be careful of your own life. The old man looked at the chasing Qingshan, and said gloomily, his body was fast, and he fled towards the top of the mountain.

"Old fellow, you are in vain, you are a lot old, and you still learn how to pick flowers and ask willows! You are also worthy of being called Hanshan Carving, phew, today I want to see where you can escape?" Qingshan followed closely behind him, and the three-character scripture inscription behind him had already lit up the first text, shining brightly, which could only be seen in Qingshan's vision, and no other living creature could not see or feel it.

The mountain carver turned around abruptly and shouted, "Take my palm!" A fierce palm wind flew out of his palm, and at the same time, four powerful iron thistles flew out.

Qingshan wrapped his hands around his body, not only took over the fierce and domineering palm wind, but also used soft strength to support the four thistles and throw them away.

"Kill!" In the midst of the loud shouts, in the dense mountain forest where Qingshan was advancing, a voice suddenly sounded, and four huge swords flew out from the dense forest, intercepting Qingshan's actions.

"Good brother, you're finally here, and today you want this damn bastard to be buried here completely. Hahaha" The Hanshan carving in front of him, who was running away in a hurry, immediately turned around and laughed proudly.

Qingshan turned around and stood on the rock, his eyes slightly cold, looking at the four people who came out of the dense forest.

"Is this kid chasing you for half a month?" said a bearded man with a nine-ring machete in his hand, pointing at Qingshan.

"That's right. That's this kid. As soon as I came out of Miss Zhang's boudoir, I was targeted by this kid, and no matter how much I coerced and lured me along the way, this bastard had to kill me. I want this bastard to look good today. But brothers, this person is not only good at martial arts, but also able to use evil methods, you have to be careful. Hanshan carved the guest with resentment, gritted his teeth, looked at Qingshan with an indifferent face, and said to the others.

"Boy, the green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever. Why don't we take a step back, let's let you go today, and see each other on the rivers and lakes in the future, don't you persecute too much?"

"Whore, I will not spare you today. As for your comrades, if you are interested today, get out of here, or you can stay here!" Qingshan stared at Hanshan Eagle and said in a manly voice, his voice was not loud, but the power contained in it resounded all around.

"Hahaha, big brother, you see, you want to leave someone else's life, but they don't appreciate it, so you want this bastard to be buried here today!" A middle-aged scholar laughed and threw himself at Qingshan, his right palm raised and slapped at him like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

Qing Shan flicked his fingers, and a white light flew out on his fingers, and he was leaned back by the bearded man, and dodged straight past.

The big hand opened, like a mountain and a mountain, and shrouded towards the middle-aged scholar who rushed over, and with a bang, thunder erupted between the two palms, and a powerful energy burst out from the palms of the two people.

"Such a powerful body, my internal strength can't even enter your body. The middle-aged scholar turned around lightly, his body stepped back four or five steps, and then looked at the green mountain, he had already greeted the Hanshan eagle, his hands stretched out like eagle claws, waving his arms, the breath was like a long dragon roaring, rolling air waves, vigorous and vigorous.

The huge force pressed the direction of the mountain eagle fiercely, and even pushed him backwards and slowly fell over.

The bearded man next to him erected a long knife, and a soft and silent flew towards the green mountain.

Qingshan's footsteps were light, and he moved, and the palm wind shifted away next to his body, falling on a high-speed bluestone behind him, and the bluestone shattered violently, becoming stone powder like gravel.

Qingshan's complexion changed, and he kicked the middle-aged scholar under his feet, and a ray of essence shot out, shooting straight into the middle-aged scholar's body, and a huge wave of qi erupted from the middle-aged man's body.

"Second child!" Hanshan Eagle's eyes were cracked, and he roared bitterly, and slammed towards Qingshan.

Qingshan waved his hands, the long sleeves on his arms waved, and a gust of wind surged out of it, and the mountain carving guest suddenly couldn't move forward, desperately using internal force to resist, and could only slowly retreat, his face was very red.

An old man who was as thin as a monkey waved the steel claws in his hand and attacked Qingshan's lower body, making moves that were extremely obscene.

Qingshan's hands danced, his white fingers like steel, and he resisted the iron claws of the monkey old man with one finger at a time.

"Huhu, this bastard, so powerful, advanced outer door kung fu, his fingers actually dare to touch my dark iron claws, and there is no damage in the slightest. The old monkey panted and stepped aside, and said loudly, reminding his brother.

The bearded man waved the machete in his hand, the knife light shuttled with sound, the cold light flashed, the thick long knife was made as smart as a dragon by him, circling around, always round, and the attack power was **, one heavy, constantly superimposed, but also made the green mountain shrouded in knife light, the surrounding cold air, the temperature dropped a lot, and the ground was condensed into hoarfrost.

"Slowly, slowly!" Qingshan's voice came out, and the huge power swept in the air with the palm of his hand, and the air around him condensed, entangled the bearded man wielding the nine-ring sword.

The long knife in the big man's hand danced more and more slowly, and gradually felt that he was not careful, opened and roared, and with a roar, the lion roared out, and the air between the two of them was flooded with rippled shapes.

"Die!" Qingshan's fingers were like drills, stabbing towards the bearded man, the big man erected the long knife, and the fingers stabbed on the long knife, but the big man's face suddenly showed an incredible look, his eyes were full of shock, and then he showed a clear look, and muttered in a low voice: "It turns out that this kind of martial arts really exists?"

The bearded man's body fell to the ground with a bang, and he died completely.

The old man with a body like a monkey, seeing this scene, not only did not attack, but took out three golden needles from his bosom and stabbed them into the back of his head, and a burst of cyan flames erupted from his body, shooting like meteors, jumping from the mountain peaks and flying away in mid-air.

"Ah, this can't be!" The old monkey man was wrapped in cyan flames and was about to flee quickly, but his body, which was flying against the wind in mid-air, suddenly dissipated, and his hands struggled in vain, trying to grasp something, and finally fell from mid-air.

With the death of the two of them, the stone tablet of the three-character scripture behind Qingshan suddenly lit up, and the two runes formed a light filament, which merged into the stone tablet and merged into the first inscription.

boom

A cyan flame erupted from his body, reaching ten meters into the sky, and the green mountain was like a human-shaped pillar of fire, rushing towards another man with a sword mark on his left face in addition to the mountain carving.

"How is it possible, Flame Shengang, you actually can, could it be that you are a member of the Third Master's Sect, and you are here to clean up the portal today?"

"Old Five, don't talk nonsense, even if it is a person from the third division, knowing that he defected from the division, and came to clean up the door today, will people still let us go?"

"Let's go!" Qingshan was wrapped in flames, and with a suck of his palm, the nine-ring machete left behind by the bearded man after his death had already flown in the air and fell into Qingshan's hand, and suddenly the blade was bursting, and the anger was roaring.

"Is this impossible?" The sword-marked man wielded his long sword to resist the familiar knife technique, and the sword light was as agile as a dragon, like a long white river, enveloping the two of them in it, unable to escape.

And the man with the sword mark was shocked when he saw the sword technique used by the bearded man in Qingshan's hands.

burst

Hanshan carving was cut off by Qingshan's head and died completely. A filament of light condensed, flew into the stone tablet behind Qingshan, and merged into the inscription.

Qingshan suddenly jumped high, his hands stretched outward, like a roc spreading its wings.

There was a roar in mid-air, and a huge sound resounded all around, and behind Qingshan's figure in mid-air, a phantom figure of a giant eagle appeared, with a huge pointed beak, and gently pecked at the sword-marked man on the ground.

"Impossible, how can you all use our exercises?" The sword-scarred man roared in despair, and the long sword in his hand bloomed with a three-foot green glow, stabbing towards the sky.

A sword in the sky.

rumble

Huge waves of sound and shock waves swept all around, blowing away all the rocks, grass and trees, and revealing a deep pit on the ground, with only blood and water, not a complete body.

Qingshan slowly flew down from mid-air, the phantom of the giant eagle behind him slowly dissipated, and a spiritual light in the deep pit flew out, slowly merging into the stone tablet behind Qingshan, within the inscription.

Suddenly, a sword qi pierced out from Qingshan's fingers, showing off his might in the air above his hand.