Look up.

Jiang Dali couldn't help but change color.

But between the cliffs on the west side, a figure flashed down with a supreme and wonderful chic light skill.

This four-sided cliff, that is, Jiang Dali, who has learned the Seven Styles of the Heavenly Dragon, and Kou Zhong, who has a very strong attainment in light skills, want to climb it, but it is very difficult, and it is impossible to sweep down like that person.

But if you look closely, the man will suddenly poke a branch in his hand every twenty or thirty feet.

Every time the wooden branch struck diagonally on the rock wall, sword qi would grow, causing a slight buffering force, so that there was a chance to return qi between the cliffs and buffer it.

But even so, this kind of light skill that can be used by one person and one sword to go down the cliff is also rare in the world in Kou Zhong's heart.

"I didn't expect that in addition to Mu Renqing and Yuan Chengzhi, who have been missing for many years, there are such masters in Huashan?"

Kou Zhong stared at the person who came down the mountain, and his eyes rolled to look at Jiang Dali again, "But we seem to have taken a lot of treasures on the territory of Huashan now, this senior won't trouble us, I don't know if he has heard of your black ......."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Dali snorted coldly and interrupted Kou Zhong's words, and said with a cold look in his eyes, "Put away your little cleverness, smart people shouldn't just play some cleverness all day long." ”

Kou Zhong's face changed slightly, he snorted in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak, he held a lot of breath in his heart but couldn't attack, just stared at a few masters who landed off the cliff over there, and only hoped that this master could make the domineering and arrogant Black Wind Village Lord look a little foreign.

"Chivalrous tenderness is buried in the sea, and the sword spirit of Huashan is cold and autumn...... Presumably this is the old gentleman who is clear and clear. ”

Jiang Dali looked at the tall white-haired and white-haired old man who had gone off the cliff over there, and said loudly with his fists slightly clenched, and the loud voice came out from afar, and the four fields opened and answered clearly.

The old man's robe fluttered down the cliff, the white hair and white hair are also fluttering in the wind, just look at his tall body like an old ape, clear face and spirit, it is really a fairy wind bones, chic and elegant, people are like their name.

Hearing this, he raised his hand and hugged his fist in surprise, "I never thought that there would be a young man like you in the rivers and lakes who remembered the name of the old man, I am really ashamed, I didn't ask Your Excellency, but the owner of the Black Wind Village, the owner of the Jiangzhai Village, who has been famous in the Huizhou area recently?"

Jiang Dali laughed, and his voice shook the four wilds, "I didn't expect that Mr. Feng, who lives in seclusion in Huashan and rarely sets foot in the rivers and lakes, actually heard the nickname of my junior?"

If you want to say that the majestic Huashan, and now you can enter the eyes of the younger generation, I am afraid that the old gentleman is alone, which is really sad and lamentable. ”

On the side, Kou Zhong wanted to touch his forehead when he heard it, and said in his heart: "The master of the Black Wind Village, you are really a big brother, and you said that there is no one in Huashan in front of the people's wind, don't you want to fight with the old-timers of the people's style?

But after thinking about it again, this is not the style of doing things that this has always been, if he wants to change his straightforward and arrogant character, I am afraid it will not be called Jiang Dali.

The wind is clear and his clothes are fluttering, but he is not annoyed when he hears the words, he laughs and bows his head, "You junior is praising me, but in fact, you are ironic that the old man lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, ignoring Huashan."

Hehehe, since the old man once made a poisonous oath, he has decided not to ask about Huashan anymore, if it weren't for the fact that you have disturbed the old decay and Qing Xiu here in the past two days, the old man would not have bothered to come out. ”

After that, Feng Qingyang looked at the demon eagle and the god luan on the other side, and praised with his chin, "It is indeed two good birds, and those who can get this strange beast, you are not a thing in the pool, the master of Jiangzhai." ”

He couldn't help but look at the wide-open portal at the rock wall, and sighed slightly, "How many masters are in Baoshan, I didn't expect that there is still a remnant cave mansion of the predecessors of the rivers and lakes here, but I don't know where the masters left it?"

Jiang Dali crossed his arms around his chest and smiled faintly, "This is the cave mansion left behind by the former head of the Wuxiang Sect, called Youluan Cave, has Mr. Feng ever heard of such rumors in the rivers and lakes?"

"A phaseless real person without a phase?"

Feng Qingyang's expression moved, and he sighed leisurely, "After a long time, this real person is afraid that he has already been feathered, and the old man only heard his name when he was young, and the old man was not a disciple of Huashan at that time. ”

"This wind old-timer is really good-tempered and good-natured, but he was unmoved when he heard that there was a heavy treasure, I thought he was going to fight after hearing that there was a treasure, and now it seems that he can't fight. ”

Kou Zhong watched Jiang Dali and the two talking, muttering in his heart.

At this moment, Duan Zhengchun bowed his hand and bowed, "This old gentleman Feng, the junior is Duan Zhengchun, the king of Zhennan of the Duan clan in Dali."

The younger generation has also heard the brother mention the name of the Huashan style seniors, but I didn't expect to see the seniors in person today, please accept the juniors!"

"Oh?"

Feng Qingyang looked at Duan Zhengchun with a surprised expression, looking up and down.

With his experience in the rivers and lakes that have lived for a long time, he can see Duan Zhengchun's current situation at a glance.

But he had already vowed not to bother with the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

At this time, he knew Duan Zhengchun's thoughts, but he smiled faintly and clenched his fists, "The old man is now a pastor-by-guest who lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and his former name is not enough to worry about, but you, the king of Dali Town, also came to Huashan today, hahaha, Huashan is quite lively today."

It's a pity that the old man is now a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune, and he doesn't like to be lively very much. ”

"Senior ......"

Duan Zhengchun got up and wanted to speak.

But seeing the clear look of the wind, he also knew in his heart that this old-timer obviously did not intend to intervene in the grievances with his words, and he was suddenly anxious.

Jiang Dali snorted coldly, grabbed Duan Zhengchun and threw it behind him, and drank coldly, "You merry man, Lao Tzu wants to arrest you to pay off your romantic debts, what's the matter? You don't seem to want to repay your debts? and still expect the old man to rescue you from being a romantic person?"

Duan Zhengchun was grabbed by Jiang Dali and threw it like this, and suddenly flew to the rear like a cloud and fell to the ground, almost gnawing a mouthful of mud, so faceless, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

However, his acupuncture points were pointed, and he was powerless to resist at this time, so he had to look at the wind Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang shook his head and sighed, "The old man has long stopped asking about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but there is one more thing I want to ask the master of Jiangzhai for advice, if I can get an answer, the old man will be satisfied." ”

"Oh?"

Jiang Dali smiled, "Old Mr. Feng wants to ask the hypocrite Yue Buqun, the head of Huashan?

As soon as these words came out, Duan Zhengchun, who was originally disappointed, suddenly looked surprised, and felt bright.

Feng Qingyang smiled dumbly, "Chong'er is like an old man, he is not a person who is good at using his power to manage the sect, this position of the head of Huashan, he must be helpless to sit on it."

However, the old man is no longer a person from Huashan, but he will not care about such things, but that Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong were also old and old nephews in the past.

Some time ago, Master Ning and Chong'er came to beg the old man to get out of the customs and go to your Black Wind Village to rescue Yue Buqun.

After the old man refused, Master Ning's nephew thought about kneeling on the cliff for many days.

Since I can meet you today, the old man has to ask, how does the Jiangzhai master plan to deal with Yue Buqun? Could it be that he plans to imprison him for the rest of his life?"

At this moment, Jiang Dali noticed that the panel was vibrating, as if some task had been triggered.

He immediately looked at it quietly.

"The Face of the Wind Clear"

Task content: Feng Qingyang hindered Ning Zhongze's multi-day intercession, and finally planned to make an exception at the moment when he happened to meet you today, and plead for Yue Buqun, if he could let Yue Buqun go, maybe he would befriend Feng Qingyang and get his favor.

Task requirements: Promise that the wind is clear and let Yue Buqun go.

Rewards: 300 Wind Clearing's Favor, Wind Clearing's Guidance.

Note: (Feng Qingyang has already sworn to quit the rivers and lakes, unless he is completely angered, this person will not interfere in any affairs of the rivers and lakes.) ）”

Jiang Dali hurriedly looked at the task, and he refused without hesitation, and said coldly with a smile, "Yue Buqun is not right-hearted and dares to plot against my Black Wind Village, I don't kill him, I just imprison him, it's his honor."

But since Mr. Feng, you plead, I can give him a chance, I have heard for a long time, Mr. Feng, your Dugu Nine Swords, is passed down from the old Dugu to defeat the old-timers.

The name of that old-timer has long been a legend, and the younger generation regrets not being able to see it, and although Ling Hu Chong's Dugu Nine Sword is powerful, it has not yet arrived, and he has not got the true taste of it.

It's the wind senior, your swordless, which makes me Jiang Dali very interested!"

The voice is falling!

Buzz bang bang!

Jiang Dali's back and the nine rings of the golden-backed nine-ring sword trembled in unison, and an astonishing sword intent suddenly erupted in the valley.

"It's this knife intent again. ”

Kou Zhong's eyes froze, clenching the well moon in his hand, his eyes shining.

"Fight, fight!!"

Duan Zhengchun clenched his fists behind him and whispered in his heart.

The wind was clear but smiling, still light, but suddenly grabbed it, and a small dead branch on the ground suddenly flew into his hand.

Jiang Dali's face was frosty, maintaining an indomitable knife intent, and his eyes were sharp and bright, "I used to have a sentient knife with the sword intent of my predecessors.

I infused my powerful way with a sentient knife.

There is a general trend, and it still needs the support of strength, and the strength is strong to promote the majestic knife momentum.

But after all, it is still a combination of intention and trick.

He almost killed me with a sword, but if he killed me, he would definitely break his arm, so he gave up the opportunity to kill me.

Today I want to see, if you break my sword, how do you break it?"

Jiang Dali's thick and slender palm suddenly held on the long handle of the knife behind his back, and his spirit was extremely condensed, and he suddenly shouted, out of the knife!

Choking –

The brilliant golden sword light shone like a dawn in the sun.

Kou Zhong and Duan Zhengchun all screamed and couldn't help but avoid their eyes, tears flowing.

Bang!!

The ground shook violently under Jiang Dali's black combat boots, and the brilliant sword light slashed out with a majestic momentum.

Under the condensation of its spirit and sword momentum, this knife was like the air of the entire space around it was condensed, turning into a crazy sweeping sword qi that enveloped everything.

It's like the arrival of spring, countless plants begin to grow wildly out of the soil, the warm current melts the ice of the rocks, thousands of purples and thousands of reds compete for beauty, and the breath of life is full of countless joys and madness, unstoppable!

If the sentient knife of the Badao is a warm knife, it is the quiet arrival of the early spring, pervasive, slow but rolling, it is the new grass smiling and paralyzing, and the soft strip of the willow is very bitter and swaying......

Then Jiang Dali's affectionate knife is the real domineering knife, a vigorous knife, it is the angry spring when the sun rises, the spring breeze is mighty, the spring rain is surging, the brutal and domineering tear all the ice, warm all the cold currents, drill through all the solid soil, and sweep everything!

At that moment, even Kou Zhong and Duan Zhengchun, who did not bear the brunt of the attack, felt that their whole body, including their souls, was suppressed by a majestic sword intent, and they were suppressed to death.

Their eyes were round, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end, and they didn't dare to move, as if once they moved, they would be beaten into a sieve by the dense knife qi and knife intent like spring grass breaking through the frozen soil.

But Feng Qingyang was still laughing.

It's just that there is a lot of praise and amazement in the smile, and the branches in his hand are like the painter's paintbrush in spring, and they begin to sway to their heart's content......

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