Yan Kai'an and Chen Xing glanced at each other, and they all had the same meaning in their hearts.

It's easy to say.

At that time, Huo Jianxiong did not enter the mountain, and it is difficult to say what his future achievements will be. The enemies outside won't wait for him for decades. Even if he could escape, the remaining dozens of people in the Huo family would not be spared.

Zu Gao Ge, this means that standing and talking does not have a backache!

Besides, "With the cultivation of the Three Immortals and Five True Sects, even if the master of the five sects of your and me is not pleasing to the eye, he can't help it" This is not appropriate for you to say from the mouth of your disciple, right?

Genli Mountain is said to be the two phases of earth and fire, but very few people practice the thickness of earth. Even if you practice the earth practice exercises, you still put your feelings on violent scenes such as earth cracks and landslides.

Not to mention those who practice the Fire Movement Technique!

In my impression, there are very few disciples who are old and serious, and Yan and Chen don't want to have a verbal dispute with him, so they bury their thoughts in their hearts and don't say it.

With the swift swordsmanship and the sword technique of the mountain, Huo Jianxiong made the flying sword ever-changing, but he never could attack the range of the golden scepter of the short old monk on the opposite side.

The Santo Scepter gradually expanded.

Within the reach of the Vajra staff, Huo Jianxiong's body and flying sword slowed down.

"Break the law! This is the law!" Zu Gaoge opened his mouth and shouted.

The rest of the people watched the battle and were silent.

The practice of Buddhism in the Snowy Land is different from that of the Five Sects of Longshan and other Dao Sects, but when you cultivate to the corresponding realm, you can also give birth to the ability to be similar to Daomen.

In terms of cultivation, the old monk Santo is roughly equivalent to the enlightenment stage of the Daomen Nectar Realm. Everywhere the vajra staff went, all kinds of spells were subject to the "laws" he comprehended.

There are many magical powers in the snowy Buddhism, and at this stage, they can comprehend the rules mastered by the old monk Santo.

This kind of rule is called "demon subjugation" by themselves, and the Dao Gate usually calls it "breaking the law". Except for the Snowy Buddhism Sect, the rest of the Buddhist and Taoist exercises will be restrained, and they will be extremely domineering!

Originally, if the realm of the two sides was comparable, they could only form mutual consumption. However, Huo Jianxiong is only in the middle stage of manna, and his comprehension of the rules of heaven and earth is not as good as Santo's. The Swift Swordsmanship, and the speed bonus comprehended from the essence of the Swift Sword, disappeared in front of the Santo Vajra Staff.

The frightening sword technique reached the old monk wielding the vajra staff, and his speed was reduced and became ordinary.

Removing the speed bonus, Huo Jianxiong's swordsmanship power was greatly reduced.

"Hehe!" Zu Gaoge sneered: "It is rumored that Huo Jianxiong of the Wind Sword is the first person among our five sect disciples. Now it seems, that's it!"

"The Wind Sword, the name is too much!

Yan and Chen frowned slightly, both feeling that Zu Gaoge's words were inappropriate. However, neither of them was a disciple of the Shan Sect, so he was too lazy to quarrel with Zu Gaoge, and he only frowned slightly when he heard the words, as if he didn't hear it.

Qi Nanqing, who was standing in front of several people, did not change his posture at all, and he turned a deaf ear.

On the left and right sides of the three of them, the two family monks who pressed the formation glanced at each other, the corners of their mouths slightly upturned, as if they were happy to see the disciples of Gen Lishan's junior disciples speaking disrespectfully to the Shan Sect.

Everyone didn't talk, and Zu Gaoge became more and more arrogant, constantly commenting on Huo Jianxiong's sword defects.

The voice is getting louder and the words are getting harsher.

Just when he was complacent and happy, a hoarse voice came from the ground: "Who said that the sword technique of the mountain is nothing more than that!"

Zu Gaoge's expression paused.

On the left and right, Chen Xing and Yan Kai'an had already rushed forward to support Li Yanggu, who was shaking and standing up.

"Senior Brother Li is awake!"

"Senior brother, why don't you take more luck to breathe for a while and recuperate?"

Li Yanggu waved his hand and said: "The injuries caused by 'Scattered Souls' are not good for a day or two. Senior Brother Huo saved my life, if I don't watch this scene, I feel uneasy!"

Although his face was pale, weak and powerless, and he was glared at by him, Zu Gaoge's heart was still frightened, and he was frightened. Immediately, he comforted himself: "It's just a true legend of the Mountain Sect! Not to mention that after being seriously injured, can you still maintain your status in the sect, even if you recover your full prosperity, how can you manage Gen to leave the mountain?"

Thinking of this, my courage regained.

The slender figure in front of him turned suddenly, and Qi Nanqing looked back and greeted Li Yangu.

The two exchanged a few words, Li Yanggu didn't entangle with Zu Gaoge anymore, his throat was hoarse, and he said weakly: "Senior Brother Huo changed cultivation halfway, and it is inevitable that he will have a wrong understanding of the sword technique of the mountain. The sword technique of the mountain is not useless without 'fast', nor is it nothing but 'the first bloom of red flowers and snowflakes', there is no other subtlety!"

"Senior Brother Huo, the sea of clouds is rippling and the iron rope is crossing!"

Halfway to the door of the mountain, the children and grandchildren who are forty or fifty years younger are in the same generation. Huo Jianxiong and the brothers of the same generation, nominally, do not have a good relationship.

The three true heirs of this generation are just a personal friendship with him who meets and nods.

With a little hesitation, the time has been missed.

"Senior Brother Huo!" Li Xuangu called again in an accentuated tone, this time he did not report the name of the sword style, but only said some sword theory.

The sound came to the ears and seemed to make a lot of sense.

"He really passed on my name, after all, he wanted to give him some face!"

He cultivated to be far older than his senior brothers of the same generation, and when he first worshiped the mountain, half of it was to give the mountain sect a legitimate reason to intervene, and the other half was equivalent to a vote.

Transferring to the cultivation of the Shan Gong Method, even if he can still be brave and diligent, he will be a master of the Shan Sect in the future, not a master of the Huo family of the Tuo Jiang River.

There is a special case in the title.

Except for the head of the true lineage among the disciples of the same generation, everyone must call him "senior brother".

In the early years, when Zhang Yan and others were lowly in cultivation, Huo Jianxiong could still rely on his cultivation age to make no fuss about these little children and brothers. As this generation of disciples gradually grows up, he also has to think about the future.

It took decades to remove the traces left by the Huo family's exercises in the body, and the age was nearly 100 years old.

Nearly 100 years old is the middle stage of nectar cultivation, and the dantian only has one cyclone.

The genius of the Huo family back then has long been obscured!

Not to mention facing true disciples of the same generation, the inner disciples of this generation are also likely to catch up with his cultivation in the not too long future.

As I get older, my heart is not as high as it used to be.

Combining the two, Huo Jianxiong was still arrogant in his heart, but he also listened to Li Yanggu's guidance.

"Huh?" According to the sword theory pointed out by Li Yanggu, his sword technique has indeed improved greatly, and it is no longer limited to the style of "safflower first blooming snowflakes".

Losing the speed advantage to cover up, his sword trick was still able to hold the situation under the Santo Vajra staff.

Zheng, Zheng, the flying sword that was thicker than the regular Shan Xionghuang Sword touched the angry King Kong on the head of the staff, and a flash of fire was pulled out in the air.

Huo Jianxiong flew high and turned around, reaching out to hold back the hilt of the sword.

In terms of cultivation, he is high, and when it comes to the understanding of the sword technique of the mountain, it is Li Yanggu who is more proficient.

Getting Li Yanggu's guidance was indeed of great benefit to him.

It's a pity that Santo, the old monk of Shanjie Temple, is still insufficient.

The battle circle between the two has already expanded to most of the wild forest set, and Huo Jianxiong has always been struggling.

Finally, the lack of hard cultivation put him in crisis.

The sound of tinkling sounded continuously.

As a last resort, Huo Jianxiong had to give up the way of the sword, and instead held the sword directly with his hand to enhance the power of the sword.

With that comes greater risk.

The swords and staff intersected, and a flash of sparks flashed. Huo Jianxiong's figure flickered, and he retreated.

Qi Nanqing frowned slightly, and a pair of smoky eyebrows gathered together. At this time, everyone could see that Huo Jianxiong seemed to be in danger, and the situation that could be maintained on the surface was precarious. I haven't admitted defeat yet, and I'm just holding back my unyielding arrogance in my heart, and it's only a matter of time before I fall into the disadvantage.

It's not that you lost in the sword trick and staff method, the "fast" attribute bonus derived from the natal supernatural power was fully restrained by the "broken law", and you were unable to break free, and it was already doomed.

At this time, struggling, it is only like a flying insect that has fallen into a spider's web.

All in vain!

Qi Nanqing raised her right hand, and her sleeve fell. On the white and crystal snow arm Hao wrist, a bracelet made of colorful glass, like various colors of glass spliced together, shines brightly.

"Elder Wan, I would like you to take a step forward so that Senior Brother Huo can retreat safely. ”

Among the two people behind the five factions of Longshan, the Taoist who had white hair and looked very old laughed and promised: "I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time, so leave this little monk to me!"

Qi Nanqing turned around and said, "There is Lao Wanlao!"

The old Taoist nodded slightly, stepped forward, crossed Qi Nanqing, stood still, and coughed lightly.

Inside the enclosed space of the Wild Forest Gathering Formation, lightning swirled, thunder rumbled, and thunderbolts pierced the sky.

A light cough turned into a bolt of lightning, flew out of the flickering electric light of the dome, and slashed straight at Monk Santo.

Santo Vajra Zen staff put up a block.

In the face of Huo Jianxiong's "breaking the method" bonus, in the face of a light cough turned into lightning, it didn't have much effect.

The electricity is concentrated on the head of the cane, and it is transmitted to the monk Santo along the vajra staff.

He was caught off guard and let out a loud shout, his body trembling and exuding a slight burnt smell.

Finally, the "demon subjugation" that he comprehended retrospectively from his own supernatural powers still played some effect. Coupled with the Buddha Vajra body that has been practiced hard for more than 100 years, the injury is still under control.

The old monk who was hit by a flash of lightning gave up Huo Jianxiong, straightened his body that was still trembling slightly, and pointed the vajra Zen staff directly at the old Taoist with white hair, and pronounced a Buddha horn, saying: "The old benefactor has a high surname, but he has made up his mind to wade into this troubled water? The old benefactor himself is not afraid, so he doesn't think more about his family?"

Although he was not very proficient in mundane affairs, he was old and sophisticated, and he could still understand some things. At a glance, it is clear that this is customary, one is dying, and the other is still at the end of his youth, and the two monks are on this trip to support Qi Nanqing and others.

Either casual cultivation or from a family.

Judging from their age, cultivation, and willingness to surrender their identities to escort the junior disciples of the five sects of Longshan, it is more likely that they were born in a family.

When you are old, you don't have much room for improvement, and all you want is to inherit it from your descendants.

As soon as Santo spoke, he was attacked.

"Hehe" The old Taoist looked up to the sky and chuckled twice, and said in a lonely voice: "One hundred and twenty-three years ago, Qianduan Mountain, fifty-six years ago, Gutianyuan, the grudge has long been settled, and now it has changed course, and the old Taoist can't save this face!"

"One hundred and twenty-three years ago, Qianduan Mountain, fifty-six years ago, Gutianyuan?" Santo's heart was racing, and his face immediately changed greatly: "You are the four-faced god Wan Hongchang!"