There is a mountain road on the east side of Zaob Peak, which could have led directly to the top of the mountain, but today somehow, most of the roadbed has been destroyed, and it is full of potholes, and it is difficult for horses to walk.

This road is a lonely road surrounded by mountains, and if you want to choose another path, you can't choose another way.

Helpless, Han Chuang and the three of them could only abandon their horses and walk slowly up, along the mountain road, with Qingfeng green trees on both sides, but they didn't feel monotonous, but they were just a little lucky.

After walking for a while, Helian Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Is this the mountain road of the Qingzhu Sect? ”

He has traveled all over the country, and he has never seen a post road with a sect so difficult, but it seems to be deliberately making it difficult for travelers.

Han Chuang nodded thoughtfully, pondered for a moment, and said, "Xu is the recent rain, which caused a flash flood and destroyed the roadbed, before I went down the mountain, this road is still quite easy to walk." ”

Helian Mo glanced at Han Chuang, pointed to the washed out roadbed and said: "I don't think it's a flash flood, although it has been raining continuously recently, but you look here, it was obviously destroyed by someone with a shovel, there must be a strong man who doesn't want us to go up the mountain, damn it!"

Han Chuang fixed his eyes and saw that this was really the case, his heart couldn't help but sink, and he said secretly: "Isn't there something happening on the mountain?

It is necessary to know that the post road of the sect is equivalent to the face of human beings, and people still look at their faces, let alone this sect, if the face is gone, it is impossible to say.

He was about to answer, when suddenly a group of warriors came out of the oblique side, wearing felt hats, fur robes, and leather boots, and each of them had a sharp blade hanging from his waist, shaped like a crescent moon, bent in an arc, reflecting a dazzling light under the reflection of the sun, and it was unusually sharp at first sight.

Han Chuang was shocked in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: "Who are these people?How could they appear on the Sitting Forgetting Peak, could it be that something really happened in the sect?" He was not worried that the Qingzhu Sect would be attacked by someone, if this was the case, Yunzhou would have been in trouble a long time ago.

The group of warriors parted from them, made way for them, and out of the passage came a young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, slender and extremely handsome, with two faint eyebrows on his face made of pink makeup, standing with these brutes, he looked even more gentle and dashing.

Helian Mo muttered secretly in his heart: "How does this person look like a girl." He was originally above the delicate, but compared to it, he looked a little vulgar, subconsciously tilted his head and thought: "I'm afraid only Brother Han can surpass him in appearance." ”

If Han Chuang knew that Helian Mo would pay attention to this young man's appearance, he would definitely jump to his feet and scold angrily, although this young man was handsome and had an extraordinary temperament, he focused his attention on the young man's fingers.

Slender and slender, if such a finger does not practice swords, it is really a violent thing.

When he was thinking, he heard the young man say: "Dare to ask you if you are here to participate in the Qingzhu Sect's inner door competition?"

As the saying goes, stretching out your hand doesn't hit a smiling person, Han Chuang took a step forward, made a gesture, and said loudly: "This son is polite, and the three of us will go up the mountain to participate in the Qingzhu Sect's inner door competition." ”

The young man let out a "grace", his eyes closed slightly, and just when Han Chuang thought it was okay, those beautiful eyes opened suddenly,

"Go back!" said the young man, his originally faint eyebrows suddenly raised, but there was something mighty.

Get back?

What does this mean? Is it to drive us away? But this is the territory of the Qingzhu Sect, and it coincides with the time of the Great Competition of the Outer Gate, everyone can go up the mountain, why let us go?

Han Chuang's face sank, and he said solemnly, "What do you mean by what Your Excellency said?"

The young man smiled slightly, turned around in a chic manner, turned his back to Han Chuang and the others, and said, "Isn't my meaning obvious? ”

Before Han Chuang could speak, Helian Mo couldn't help but jump out first and said, "Why are you letting me go down, what are you!"

The king of Jiangnan fights is not a cat or a dog, even those children of the Jiangnan family who are so arrogant that their eyes are open above their heads do not dare to speak to him like this.

The young man turned around abruptly, stared at Helian Mo playfully, and beckoned: "Interesting, another one who is not afraid of death, Mr. Wang, trouble sent him away." ”

Before the words fell, a person jumped out from behind the group of warriors, with red hair and red beard, a bright red satin robe, and a pair of red leather shoes under his feet, which was not the Central Plains style at first glance.

As soon as the young man's voice fell, he had already arrived in front of Helian Mo, squinting his eyes, looking at the child in front of him with disdain, and said lazily: "Lian Gongzi, you are talking about this kid." ”

It turned out that this son's surname was Lian? Han Chuang thought to himself, and he went through the Yunzhou family in his mind, and there was no family with the surname "Lian".

Who is this group of people? This Mr. Wang's strength is also around the Yuan Dynasty, it can't be a nobody, why have I never heard of it?

I heard that even the prince smiled, and he didn't look at it, and said directly: "Yes, it's him, by the way, the other two are also sent away, there are enough laypeople who have come to participate in the Qingzhu Sect's outer door competition, and there is no need for three more." ”

Mr. Wang's eyes flashed and he smiled: "I understand." He turned to Han Chuang and shouted, "You three boys, let's go together, the old man doesn't want to waste time!"

What kind of person is Helian Mo, the eldest son of the Helian family in Jiangnan, if it weren't for this damn war beast martial spirit, he would be the only heir of the Helian family, from childhood to adulthood, how could he have been so ignored, and shouted at the moment: "Without them, Young Master Ben can settle you alone." ”

As he spoke, he took out the two judge's pens hanging from his waist and stepped forward.

Jiangnan Helian family has a martial art, called bamboo, wood and stone inscriptions, which integrates calligraphy into martial arts, and is in a class of its own.

Cast up, the pen is a dragon and snake, chic and free, and unique.

Helian Mo thought that it was chic and not murderous, so he simplified it, removed flashy moves, and formed his unique, special bamboo, wood and stone tablets for fighting.

With this move, he used this kung fu, flying diagonally with two strokes, and the tip of the pen pointed directly at the opponent's knots.

Lin Ping was about to go up to help, but was stopped by Han Chuang, only to hear him smile and say, "Don't worry, Helian Mo is not so easy to deal with." ”

Lin Ping nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing the two judge's pens attacking like dragons, Mr. Wang's eyes flashed and he shouted, "It's good to come." The big red water sleeves danced into the wind and rolled towards the tip of the pen.

Helian Mo has rich experience in fighting, and the bamboo, wood and stone tablets are first-class martial arts in the Yuan period, and the true qi of the tip of the pen is condensed but not dispersed, comparable to any divine weapon.

Listening to the sound of "flutter", Mr. Wang's sleeve failed to roll his judge's pen, but was cut out in the sleeve by the double pen.

Fortunately, Mr. Wang has made a light effort, and the true yuan is profound, so he can avoid the golden pen when he can't do it, but that's the case, and his face was also opened by Helian Mo's judge's pen.

Helian Mo sneered, "Mr. Wang, do you still want to let the three of us go together? You can't deal with me alone." ”

Mr. Wang's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Erzier dare!" Suddenly carried his martial spirit, and a blood-red palm faintly appeared.

"Bloody handprints?" Helian Mo smiled disdainfully, sneering and cold.

Although the blood handprint is a special martial soul, which can deepen the palm power of the warrior, and bring a special attribute to the palm power, it is not the first time that Helian Mo has encountered this kind of martial soul.

With a shake of his body, the martial spirit of the war beast appeared, covered with black hair, green fangs, and a face like King Kong, looking like a gorilla with strong arms.

Seeing the bloody handprint, he drank twice and hammered his chest with both hands.

Han Chuang couldn't help laughing out loud, Helian Mo used such a tyrannical martial soul to urge small martial arts, just like letting a gorilla dance text make ink, no matter how you look at it, it makes people feel discordant.

But Helian Mo can't care about this, in his dictionary, as long as the fight is easy, there is nothing harmonious and discordant, the war beast is his martial soul, and the bamboo, wood and stone tablet is his strongest martial art, and the result of the combination of strong and strong is naturally stronger.

Sure enough, Helian Mo, who showed the martial spirit, fought more fiercely, and the pen was like flying, no matter what the words were not written, he only knew that he knew the acupoints and stabbed the points, but it was a secret combination of the charm of the wild grass of the bamboo, wood and stone tablets.