Liu Feng asked tentatively, "Izumo Daoist, did Master Yang send you here to capture this person?"

Izumoko stroked his long beard, and after a little thought, he understood the meaning of Liu Feng's words.

The people on the top of the mountain, after all, involve the demon clan and Confucianism.

Not to mention the great truth that there are no two personalities and demons, this Confucian identity can really be a stinger, and no one dares to act rashly without a real big man coming forward.

Izumoko knew that on such an occasion, whether it was cultivation or status, it would never be his turn to strike first.

Just thinking of this, he looked up at the back of the young man in green shirt on the top of the mountain, and two cold flashes flashed in his eyes.

Shaking off the dust, he said to Liu Feng, "Lord Liu, the real person in charge of our sect is in retreat, how can he alarm a real person because of such a trivial matter? This matter will be handled by me and Master Liu."

He paused, and stretched out his hand to point at the two young Taoist priests who Liu Feng couldn't sense the slightest cultivation.

He smiled slightly and said, "My two nephews have both returned from Cloud Mist Village, and they have both seen that kid's appearance with their own eyes,"

Liu Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he glanced at the two young Taoist priests with some surprise.

After knowing his identity, the two of them also put away a little arrogance, lowered their heads, and did not look at Liu Feng.

After pondering for a while, Liu Feng hugged his fists at Izumo and said, "Izumo Dao Chief, since this is the case, then let's go up together and let the two Xiao Dao Masters take a closer look at whether it is the young man or not."

Izumoko nodded yes, and even though he made a gesture of please, Liu Feng laughed, and walked up to the top of the mountain first.

When the martial arts heroes behind them saw this scene, they all looked at each other and wanted to follow, but they didn't have the courage.

The hall masters of the three major dart games exchanged glances, and they all gathered in the direction where He Yue was.

He Yue's face was cloudy, as the initiator of this round-up, he was also the first person to crush the jade plate, if the imperial court or the Qingyun faction could successfully catch people, He Yue's head work would definitely not be able to run.

The other three hall masters quickly came to He Yue, and the tall and thin old man led by him smiled and hugged his fists at He Yue and said, "Congratulations to Pavilion Master He, for such a miraculous feat, the Zhenwei Dart Game will definitely soar to the sky in the future."

The other two also echoed, and in addition to envy in their eyes, there was also a trace of jealousy and hatred in a flash.

He Yue faced the congratulations of the three people, just hugged his fists one by one and returned the salute, and said lightly: "You are all meritorious people, how dare you be greedy for the merits of the sky, the four major dart games in my capital are in the same spirit, one is prosperous, and the other is lost."

Just when they thought it was a snake, they suddenly heard a light cough in their ears, and the four of them turned their heads to look, but saw Li Liangqing standing on top of a big tree at this time, looking at the four people below with a slight sneer.

The faces of the four of them were slightly embarrassed, Liu Feng left, this Soul Chasing Sword Saint is still here, they will discuss the merit reward in advance, and it is true that Li Liangqing is not taken seriously.

Fortunately, Li Liangqing didn't mean to bother with them, and after glancing at them, he firmly locked his eyes on the top of the mountain.

With the speed of Liu Feng and the others, they must have reached the top of the mountain at this time, but how could they be so quiet? The young man in green shirt on the top of the mountain didn't seem to even move his body.

This is really a bit strange, not to mention the legendary Confucian disciple with a heroic and righteous spirit, even if Li Liangqing was standing in that position, he had already sensed that someone was following him at this time.

Suddenly, Li Liangqing's expression changed, and when he looked at the young man's back again, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, could it be that he had already noticed that something was wrong? Deliberately standing here is to use his body as bait to lure more people to make a move, so that they can be served in a pot?

Then he shook his head again, and couldn't help but laugh to himself.

Liu Feng alone had the terrifying strength of the ninth layer of qi refining, and with the people of the Qingyun Sect who had just arrived, I am afraid that only the legendary foundation building monk could fight against such a terrifying lineup.

What's more, this place is only a hundred miles away from the palace and Qingfeng, as long as the royal family and the big people of the Qingyun faction want to come, who can stop them?

On the top of the mountain, Liu Feng and the Qingyun Sect quickly came behind the young man, but everyone seemed to be quite jealous of him, and they didn't dare to approach within a hundred steps of him.

Izumoko turned her head to the two disciples and cast an inquiring gaze, and after the two of them reached the top of the mountain, their eyes never took off the back.

At this time, seeing Izumoko's gaze, the two of them were a little uncertain, because it was really difficult to tell if it was the person if they only looked at the back.

Looking at the body shape, it is eight or nine points similar, but the long sword behind it seems to be shorter, not as long as the one I saw a few months ago.

Liu Feng was also observing the expressions of the two, seeing that they were hesitating, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart, and asked Izumoko, "Is it him?"

Izumoko also had a hesitant look on his face, he knew that it was indeed a little difficult for these two people to just look at a back, but now that they were all close, the young man on the other side had no intention of turning around to face the enemy.

If it weren't for the lack of awareness, it was absolute self-confidence, confident that his strength was enough to crush them, so he would behave like this.

While the six of them were stunned and pondering.

"Sneeze"

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the green shirt, and several young Taoist priests even put their hands on the hilt of the long sword, with a slight bow, ready to kill the enemy at any time.

Cui Yanwen touched his nose, the wind on the top of this mountain is really strong, he just stood for a while, he was a little cold, the green shirt on his body was already thin, and his body bones were not strong.

Now that it is autumn, the winter of Liang Country is already extremely cold, how can Cui Yanwen, an ordinary man, stand the wind blowing in this mountain.

If it weren't for Ye Ziyu's repeated explanations before leaving, he would have to climb to the top of the mountain, and he would have to put on such a pretending posture, as if he was a peerless master, looking into the wind and seeing the mountains at a glance.

In fact, Cui Yanwen is now about to become a dog, and he has goosebumps all over his body.

His hand had just reached his nose, and Xiao Ning's cold voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Don't move, slowly put your hands back, stay in the same position as you just now, and don't answer if someone talks to you behind you."

Cui Yanwen suddenly became nervous after hearing this, he knew that someone was following him, but he didn't expect the other party to be so close.

According to what this Xiao Ning girl just said, the person who came had already arrived behind him and might attack him at any time.

Cui Yanwen took a deep breath, trying to keep his calves from trembling, he gently lowered his hand, still behind him, and never turned his head to look at the back.