The sloppy man was still hanging, as if he was tired of chewing the grass, so he changed it to another one in his mouth.

And those two people are like a thousand pounds of heavy burden on their shoulders, making it more and more difficult for them to move forward.

I only heard the black-robed man snort softly.

But in the ears of the two minions who sent the Kunlun faction to die, it was no less than a muffled thunder, which made them have to speed up their pace.

Suddenly, two grasses shot at them.

The two raised their swords at the same time to block, and the two grasses were cut off by the waist and divided into two, the back half fell to the feet, and the front half was cut through.

One dead and one wounded.

At the same time, the black-robed man stomped on the ground with one foot, rose from the ground, and smashed his fist into the Nine Heavens, like a meteor sliding down, with a magnificent momentum.

The sloppy man seemed to be unhurried, but his actual figure flashed, and he flew to meet the punch, which was also like thunder.

Two fists collided.

It roared like thunder and shook the valley.

The black-robed man and the sloppy man retreated and stood in place.

This punch is hard-hitting, and it is equal.

After Yu Jiutian stood still, he turned his head to look at the young man with a blue face, the corners of his mouth rose, and he still didn't have the slightest master's demeanor, and quipped: "It seems that your two hundred and five are really not simple, and it is worth the four major sects to be so prosperous, it seems that Lao Tzu has to fight for your kid today." ”

The young man always stared at the fake master, and nodded calmly, not polite at all.

As a result, he was slapped again.

The man scolded with a smile: "What the hell are you pretending to be calm, this old boy in black robe is a little capable, wait a minute, if such a master comes out of the woods again, Lao Tzu may have to run away." ”

After saying this, the man turned his head to look at the black-robed man opposite, shook his sleeves slightly, his eyes were bright, and he finally had a little bit of grandmaster demeanor.

But his lips moved slightly, and a trace of ripples reached the young man's ears, which was an extremely clever technique of concentrating sound into a line.

Yang Twenty didn't know if it was the man's voice in his ears or in his heart, "Wait a minute, after going up the mountain, you must hold my arm, and you must not leave me for half a step."

Then the man turned his head to look at the woods next to him, sneered, and shouted: "Which way is a thief, why hide it, and don't come out to fight with the fourth master." ”

There was no movement on the other side of the woods, only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

Then, the man inserted the long sword into the grass beside him, and began to laugh and run forward, and with each step, his momentum skyrocketed, and after ten steps, he jumped up and shouted in the air: "Give you a punch back." ”

The black-robed man also responded with punches.

The two Void God Grandmasters at the peak of the Seven Realms were like that, punching each other to the flesh.

The black-robed man kept retreating, and it seemed that he could only parry and defend, and had no power to fight back.

After the same ten steps, the black-robed man kicked back, stopped his body, and his fists flowed all over his body, like a waterfall hanging up, resisting a punch in the nine heavens, and the same punch smashed on the opponent's shoulder.

The sloppy man flew back upside down, landed in place, and was once again in between.

Both of them are masters who have stepped into the realm of returning to their sects with one foot, sharpening their swords with each other and sharpening their martial arts, which is really wonderful.

If this battle is raised to the next level and becomes a battle of life and death, then the winning side will probably really enter the threshold of the Eight Realms.

It's just that the two sides have a tacit understanding and have not killed each other for the time being.

The black-robed man naturally spared his life like gold, this child was an extremely important existence to him or their Kunlun Sect, and it was even related to whether he could reach the top of the mountain in the future martial arts realm.

But the premise of all this is that he has to live.

If even a small life is gone, then what is there to talk about the future......

As for the sloppy man Fourth Master, it's even simpler, he just wants to let go of his hands and feet to fight.

If you really want to kill this guy, it's just a matter of drawing your sword and getting seriously injured.

Of course, this serious injury can be very serious, very serious.

This time, the two collided directly in the air, like thunder roaring and the mountains roaring with a tsunami.

When the black-robed man was smashed to the ground by Yu Jiutian's punch again, his feet shook, and the surrounding grass seemed to collapse at the bottom of the pot.

The black-robed man rose from the ground again and threw a punch into the air, saying by the way: "Go and arrest someone." ”

Only then did the false master and the others rush to the place where the young man was.

Yang Twenty did not hesitate and turned around and went up the mountain.

A hurried voice from the air said, "Don't go up the mountain." ”

But at this time, where could Yang Twenty take care of so much, this was the only way for him to go.

The sloppy man in the air hurriedly pulled out and swept backwards, trying to stop the boy from going up the mountain.

But how could the black-robed man let him succeed and stop their great cause, he gathered momentum again, punched like the wind, and entangled Yu Jiutian to death.

At this time, the sloppy man could only save Yang Twenty unless he left his back to the enemy and resisted a hard blow, of course, this was a price he could hardly afford.

However, the Kunlun faction and everyone stopped just after chasing the young man's original position.

Because once they go up the mountain, to some extent, they are equivalent to death.

Although this Hengshan ban is only a rule circulating in the rivers and lakes, most of the bloodshed lessons are also deeds that can only be turned over by the old yellow calendar decades ago.

But a rule of the rivers and lakes has been circulated for nearly 60 years, and no one has broken it, which is enough to explain everything.

So this group of people also understands that life, life is always the most important.

Life is off, everything is off!

But people are sometimes so strange and helpless, with Tiger Mountain in front and a sea of fire in the back.

Jump into the sea of fire, and you will surely die. Stepping into Tiger Mountain, there may be a chance to survive.

Probably this is the true meaning of knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the tiger mountains.

And the black-robed man in the air at this time is the sea of fire of their group of poor minions.

When everyone in Kunlun was uncertain, the roar of the black-robed man was heard in the air again.

"Go up the mountain and arrest people, and those who violate the order die. ”

This death may not only kill one person, but also the innocent family behind this group of poor minions.

The false master stood behind everyone, gritted his teeth again and ordered: "Go up the mountain." ”

All the minions drew their swords one after another, and they could only go up the mountain.

At this time, there are only two people left in the air battle and a fake master at the bottom of the mountain.

Yang Twenty had already burrowed into the dense forest and was nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, another group of people jumped out of the woods on the side of the hill next to them.

The same leader gave an order, and all his subordinates went up the mountain to arrest people, but there were people from the Kunlun faction who took the lead in entering the mountain, and they didn't hesitate too much.

In this way, another group of outsiders stepped into the Baili Hengshan Mountain, which was forbidden to be a Jiazi.

These people are naturally the moral sect behind the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finch.

I thought that after the black-robed man and the Nine Heavens battle, the leader of the Daode Sect would reap the benefits, but he didn't expect that this young man would dare to go up the mountain in the end.

Of course, another thing that surprised him was that this famous sloppy man in the rivers and lakes, the fourth master, actually abandoned his sword and didn't use it, and he could still fight evenly with the young elders of the Kunlun faction.

Seeing that everyone from the Daode Sect had also gone up to Hengshan, the black-robed man threw all his strength to repel Jiutian with all his strength, and shouted to the fake master of the Kunlun faction: "You go too." ”

The fake master instantly stiffened and hesitated.

Because he knows better than the minions who have already gone up the mountain, what it means to go up the mountain!

But he knows better what it means not to go to Hengshan!

In the elementary school in Qingquan Village, the fake master, who had enjoyed nearly two years of leisure, silently raised his eyes to look at the movement on the mountain, gritted his teeth like that, and was forced to go up the mountain.

At this time, the leader of this Daode Sect, who was outside the battle under the mountain, whether it was his dress or temperament, was more like an old master, gentle and elegant.

He looked up intently to enjoy this rare Grandmaster battle, and shook his head slightly, as if he was a little disappointed.

Because the famous Fourth Master in the air had no intention of fighting, and began to get rid of the entanglement of the black-robed man.

If a big war ends so hastily, how can he sit back and reap the benefits!?

The two of them lost in the air, which was the best ending he wanted.

The good thing is that Yu Jiutian has never been able to get rid of the Kunlun man's fist, let alone get rid of it, but if it goes on like this, I am afraid that if it continues for three days and three nights, it will not be able to really tell the winner.

Just as this Confucian scholar of the Daode Sect was thinking about what he should do next, the Nine Heavens Great Hole in the air made a sound, and he turned over and swept back the opponent several feet.

Then I heard him laugh and say, "The fourth master won't play with you anymore, just wait to collect the corpses of your minions." ”

Then, standing in the air, he stretched out his arm to the right and shouted, "Sword." ”

The cyan long sword, which was originally inserted in the grass, instantly came out of its sheath, like a white rainbow hanging on the ground, and flew into the man's hand.

A sword is slashed out.

A sword qi rose against the storm, like a waterfall flying sideways, rushing to the opposite side.

The black-robed man retracted his fists, and his two fists were like green snakes entangled, smashing forward.

Rumble......

The sword qi and fists collided, and the grass below the earthquake cracked a ravine more than ten zhang long.

The black robe on the black-robed man's entire body had been torn apart by the sword qi, and there was a small wound on his arm, slowly dripping blood.

Of course, the fourth master didn't have the heart to watch these at this time, he turned around and flew straight to Hengshan.

Unexpectedly, he was intercepted by the Confucian scholar who had been silent in the Daode Sect.

At this time, all three of them had already landed.

Yu Jiutian snorted coldly, looked at the old Confucian of the Daode Sect and said, "I know that you old boy is not a good bird." ”

The old Confucian smiled slightly, and didn't care about the man's unreasonable words, but arched his hand and said, "Zhao Mingxuan of the Daode Sect Pavilion came to pay a visit. ”

Yu Jiutian looked surprised, and said, "Even Zhao Lao'er, one of the six hall masters of the Daode Sect, has been dispatched, I really want to know what the little guy is about." ”

The master of the Zhao Pavilion of the Daode Sect is still polite and polite, and he is very modest on the surface, and responds: "The fourth master is smiling, that kid is a distinguished guest of my Daode Sect, and I need to invite him to my Mount Tai as a guest." ”

Yu Jiutian smiled and wondered, "Oh?

As he spoke, he turned his head again to look at the slightly embarrassed Kunlun sect man on the surface.

The latter just looked indifferent, and there was no unnecessary expression fluctuation.

Yu Jiutian is really a little curious about the identity of the young man now, and it seems that he still underestimated the little two hundred and five surnamed Yang before.

Then, the man turned his head to look at the mountain where there was no movement, and solemnly reminded: "If I don't go up the mountain again, I'm afraid you will soon receive more than 20 corpses." ”

Then he added, "There won't be a single living mouth." ”

The Confucian Zhao Mingxuan was still smiling, blocking in front of the Nine Heavens, and said slowly: "Don't bother the fourth master. ”

Yu Jiutian laughed, the horizontal sword was in front of him, and he said heroically: "Then the fourth master will play with you today." ”