Chapter 4: The Graveyard Opens
Xiao Shisan watched the long sword fly towards Long Yunfeng. Xiao Shisan, wanted to block the flying sword, but he couldn't move because of this coercion, at this time he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but there was nothing he could do.
Long Yunfeng quietly looked at the anxiety on the face of this teenage boy. She still remembered the tattered, skinny little boy in the ruined temple. Thinking of this, Long Yunfeng suddenly smiled, looking at his nervousness, there was a trace of throbbing in Long Yunfeng's heart at this time.
At this time, the surrounding martial arts people were stunned, and the people in the rivers and lakes had never seen Long Yunfeng smile. I thought this was an iceberg woman who couldn't laugh.
At this moment, the long sword was getting closer and closer, and although Long Yuanfeng was seriously injured, if he didn't make a move, he would definitely die, so Long Yunfeng was ready to make a move.
At this moment, a red sword appeared in the sky, and quickly flew towards the white sword.
The white sword was still so slow, so steady, slowly falling from the sky, as if it was going to suppress everything outside Qingzhou City.
The red sword, on the other hand, is extremely fast. Swiftly stabbed towards the sky, as if to pierce the sky.
The two swords collided violently in the sky, and the sky above Qingzhou City exploded. Outside the city of Qingzhou, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and even the city wall of Qingzhou was collapsed by this sword qi.
At this time, a voice came from Qingzhou City and asked faintly:
"Why does the Central Plains First Sword want to meddle in the affairs between the imperial court and the Sword Sect?"
I waited for a long time, but I didn't wait for Goofy's answer.
Xiao 13 said loudly towards the mountain in surprise: Thank you Brother Gao for your help.
A faint voice also came from the mountain and replied: Little brother don't have to be polite, just invite me to drink next time.
Everyone looked at the place where the sound came from on the mountain, and saw a black figure.
In the distance, a group of people came, only a few of them were bald. People from the Big Buddha Temple also came.
Gao Fei came to Xiao 13 and said solemnly to Xiao 13:
"There is an object in the tomb that is very important to me, but only those below the fifth rank can enter the twilight land. So I'd like to ask my little brother to get it for me. ”
Xiao Shisan replied with a serious face:
"I don't know what Big Brother Gao is talking about? If I go in, I will definitely look for my eldest brother. ”
Gao Fei said: This thing is called Blood Lingzhi. When the little brother is looking for it, don't be careless, the spirit of heaven and earth must be guarded by strange beasts.
At this time, the people of the Sword Sect also came to the Dragon and Phoenix to protect the Dharma. This time, the disciples of the Sword Sect brought by Long Yunfeng, in order to experience treasure hunting, there are no master predecessors. They are all people below the fifth grade. So they couldn't do anything about the battle just now.
At this moment, Ren Tianxing said helplessly: Seeing that this cemetery is about to open, should we discuss the candidates for entering the cemetery?
The nameless Zen master asked with a smile on his face: I don't know if the donor has any suggestions.
Ren Tianxing said with a domineering face.
"There are more monks and less meat, why don't we win or lose with martial arts, and the top ten will enter the twilight, I don't know what everyone thinks? 〞
The nameless Zen master asked with a look of enthusiasm: I don't know how to decide the ten winners.
Ren Tianxing said.
"We're outside the city, and we're in a maze. Martial artists below the fifth rank enter it, and the top ten who come out are the winners, and they are qualified to enter the cemetery. I wonder what you think? All of them have no opinion and think it's a good idea. “
At this moment, the moonlight in the sky shone on the dragon's head, and the twilight opened. Everyone was dumbfounded. Because the quota has not yet been decided, I saw the dragon's big mouth slowly open. A passage was revealed. A majestic voice came from the dragon's head, and all five-rank martial artists could enter, and there was no limit to the number of places.