Knock knock!

With every step, Yu Wenji's body sank, but the ground seemed to be unable to grasp his body, leaving only some deep footprints behind him after he left.

The snow fell in the air, but when it landed on the ape behind Yuwenji, it turned into a trace of water vapor and dissipated, and as Yuwenji walked, the ice and snow melted, and there was no snow in the ground, only bare footprints.

"Li Yan, how about tasting my punch?"

Yuwen Ji rose into the air, flew up and raised his hand to gather true qi, and the fist wind formed a whirlpool, continuously absorbing spiritual energy between heaven and earth and pouring into his fist.

The ape behind him did the same, raising its fist in a clumsy manner.

Although Li Qi was surprised by the ape behind him, he couldn't help but smile when he thought about it, and threw it into the air, Li Qi was suspended in the air, and with the moment he landed in the air, the originally bare ground suddenly rippled with wisps, which was a clear spring flowing, and the cracks from the earth flowed out.

If the earth is a face, then the clear stream is tears.

"What about one punch, what about a hundred punches?"

At the ape's feet, a clear spring gushes out, and without any intention of stopping, it immediately submerges it to the knees.

Yuwen sighed, knowing that his own road was seen through by Li Qi, but he didn't panic, and swung a punch at Li Qi!

The fist fell from the air, and from a distance, a figure could be seen emerging from under the huge ape, his feet on the water, his expression calm, staring at the suffocating fist in the air.

The fist wind roared, and the clear spring under the ape also began to tremble, and the water surface continued to surge, setting off waves, rolling waves and dust, and the dragon like breath danced in the water, throwing the spring.

"This punch is a ten thousand punches!"

"This sword is just a sword!"

The ape's fist slammed down, Li Qi stood in the spring water, the spring water kept coming out of his hand, and then he meditated out with one finger, and under the incredible gaze of everyone, his fist and fingers were frozen in an instant.

Click!

The ape shattered and dissipated, the clear spring dried up, and everyone suddenly looked like a dream, concentrating and seeing, the wind and snow were only falling, and two people stood in the snow, looking at each other silently.

Li Qi's sword hung around Yu Wenji's neck, and Yu Wenji's fist stopped on Li Qi's chest, and the two looked at each other and smiled, and their eyes flashed with expressions like this.

"Senior brother, how could this be? Why did the ape's fist collapse in the light of Li Daoyou's fingers?"

Bai Yunqing opened his chin wide, and said in a daze, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

Nie Mingyue didn't give him an answer, just muttered, "He's enlightened again!" Instead, there was a strong fighting spirit.

"The cultivation of the junior brother is still insufficient, of course I don't understand the mystery, there is no other way to compare Li Qi and Yuwen Ji, just the realm of the two!"

"Realm!"

Bai Yunqing looked at Hui Zhi in astonishment, Hui Zhi nodded and smiled, and then said, "The ape is the realm of Yuwenji, and Qingquan is the realm of Li Qi, it has only been a few days since the Junior Brother Mingyue of the Qunying Guild fought with Li Qi before, but I didn't expect his cultivation to improve again, which makes me ashamed!"

didn't care about Huizhi's emotion, Bai Yunqing just grabbed what Huizhi said, and gradually became clear in his mind, muttering silently.

"Li Qi, I didn't expect your cultivation to progress so quickly, and I was still counting on this trip to the West Pole Snow Mountain to be a shame!

Yu Wenji withdrew his fist and patted Li Qi on the shoulder, a little sour and dissatisfied.

When Li Yan withdrew his fist with him, he also put the empty sword into the scabbard, untied the wine gourd on his waist, poured it into his mouth, and then handed it to Yu Wenji.

"Your fist is indeed not ordinarily hard, and you can fight with Xi Xiaokong!"

"Oh, what you're talking about, I don't have to punch hard!

"It's just a joke, your sword finger is really powerful, but you are just better than my weapon, hum!"

"That's also a win......, isn't it?"

"Tsk...... This wine ......"

"What's wrong?"

"It seems to have a little more flavor......

The two took two more sips, Yuwenji looked up at the Demon Sect, and caught a glimpse of Qinglong looking at him, then got up and poured wine into his mouth, then turned around and left, threw the wine gourd back and said, "Don't be merciful like you are now when you fight later!"

"Hehe, I don't want to behead you with my own hands then!"

Li Yan took the wine gourd that fell from the sky, shook his head slightly and chuckled, stepped on the ground in the air, and slowly landed beside Bai Yunqing and his party.

"You guys are so Yaxing! I just don't know the young master of the Demon Sect Yuwen, where do you want to put the other Daoists of one sect and two sects in the way of sympathizing with the righteous people?"

The old man with a hoarse hiss came slowly from under the castle, and everyone heard the voice, only to see a group of people coming slowly under the black pressure, the first person with a wrinkled face, a rickety figure, and sometimes coughing, it was Meng Po, and on her side were black and white impermanence and the three great Yan Jun.

On the other side, there is Huang Shan as the leader, the people of the Soul Breaking Sect, and on the other side, it is naturally the Shadow Sect.

Yuwen Ji didn't look at Meng Po, and walked straight to Qinglong's side, Qinglong patted him on the shoulder, and said with some relief, "It's made a lot of progress, I haven't seen you make a move in the past few months, if you let your father know, I'm afraid I don't know how happy I am to smile, and tell me noisily that I gave birth to a good son!"

"Hahaha, Uncle Qinglong laughed, but unfortunately, I didn't ...... win"

Yu Wenji showed a slightly disappointed expression, turned his head to look at Li Qi, and his eyes were full of fighting intent.

"But you weren't defeated, were you?"

Qinglong said disappreciatively, he did know about Yu Wenji's last fight with Li Qi, according to the meaning of Kui Wood Wolf's true report, his nephew did make rapid progress.

"I don't know what the Demon Sect Daoist means?"

Meng Po couldn't bear to say indifferently, her words were already full of dissatisfaction with the Demon Sect, although she didn't say much, but her emotions were vividly reflected.

"My Demon Sect needs you to do things, even if the Hades King is still here, he may not be able to shout like this with our Demon Sect!" Yuwen Ji sneered and said contemptuously,

"Besides, what kind of thing are you, although this is the West Pole Snow Mountain, but you yourself have a few catties and a few taels should also be a little self-aware, the Demon Sect and the Xuanming Sect are just called factions, not to mention the status between heaven and earth, when will it be the turn of an old woman who has half cut into the ground?"

"Oh, Young Master Yuwen is really young and frivolous, but it is estimated that he still has to cultivate for two years!"

Meng Po's face sank, and the crutches supporting the ground in her hand were lifted and pulled, and a true qi was formed, breaking through the air and pointing straight at Yuwen Ji.

The sound of hissing came from a distance, but before Yu Wenji could see the trick clearly, he felt that the true qi had arrived in front of him.

"Hehe, kid, it's normal to have a bad temper, but my nephew does tell the truth......"

Seeing that the true qi had arrived in front of him, Yuwenji was a little distracted, and Qinglong naturally understood Meng Po's tricks when he saw this, so he took his hand in front of Yuwenji, grabbed it, took it in front of him, and flicked towards Meng Po lightly.

Meng Po's pale eyes sank, and she disdainfully raised the crutches to a block, and the two true qi instantly crossed in front of her, and the aftermath was not settled, turning into layers of circles and spreading around, and the black and white impermanence that was closer to Meng Po hurriedly moved forward, and the two turned each other by staggering, forming an invisible barrier in front of each other, dissolving the aftermath.

"Hehe, the Qinglong Fruit Treasure Knife is not old, and it is very tough!"

"Cheng Meng Po Ji Yan, my Qinglong estimates that he can live for a hundred years, but I don't know how many old bones Meng Po will have left after this turmoil?"

The two competed against each other, and neither of them tolerated it, but the biggest enemy in front of them was not the other party, but the righteous people who were still watching the play from a distance.

"Could it be that your Demon Sect is planning to fight with our other three factions?"

"Meng Po said that it seems that I can't get by, don't bring my Broken Soul Sect to the private affairs of the Xuanming Sect and the Demon Sect, my Broken Soul Sect and the Xuanming Sect, the Demon Sect has always been a fellow believer, if the two of you pull the back, I will watch the drama of the Broken Soul Sect!"

Lu Shan disdained to argue, and repeatedly said that Meng Po, who wanted to tie up the Broken Soul Sect, would not offend any party, and of course would not help any party.

Furthermore, if the two tigers fight, there must be an injury, why can't it be the Soul Breaking Sect that benefits?

"Lushan Daoist said that he was laughing, I just told Qinglong Daoist a joke and helped teach the younger generations a lesson......"

Meng Po looked at everyone with gloomy eyes, and sighed helplessly, although she was dissatisfied with the people of the other three sects, but now she didn't have the ability to tear her face with them.

"Just kidding, but the people of my Demon Sect don't need to be disciplined by the Xuanming Sect yet!"

Qinglong snorted coldly, smiled contemptuously, and then ignored Meng Po, of course he understood that he couldn't make too much trouble, after all, what was being targeted at the moment was still a foreign enemy.

"Yo Yo Yo, it's really lively today, why haven't I gotten a quarrel with the Xuanming Sect when I return to the Sword Sect, but your Demon Sect itself has quarreled?"

At the southeast ridge, the snow-piled slope could not see the scene behind it, but this seductive sound, accompanied by a trace of waves, reached everyone's ears, and everyone was startled and looked in the direction of the sound.

Where the sound fell, hundreds of figures slowly came out, the leader was a woman in red, her figure was particularly prominent, she was followed by a veil girl, and on the side of the girl were two old men, everyone was dozens of feet away, and they could faintly hear the voices of the two old men arguing.

Also following him, there were eight monks dressed plainly and without a single hair on their heads, who were the eight forgotten monks of the Sanskrit Sound Gate!

"Oh? Guijianmen and Fanyinmen are also here, how can this Western Pole Snow Mountain ever be so lively! I don't know what other Taoist friends are also here, you might as well show up together to preach, and the old body wants to ask for advice!"

Meng Po's eyes flickered, although the person was standing upright in the snow with a cane, but her head was looking around, constantly looking for something, but no matter what she said, except for the Guijian Gate and the Fanyin Gate, no one came.

After making sure that it was correct, Meng Po unconsciously slowly breathed a sigh of relief and pondered for a moment.

"Da Si Ming, it's good to come in, but I miss you very much for returning to the Sword Sect, I don't know how my Demon Sect will give you a meeting gift?"

Da Si Ming listened to Qinglong's words and was puzzled, and turned around to ask Lu Qiru and Gong about the revenge, both of them shook their heads, not knowing why.

"Uncle, it's not Guijianmen who is ambushed, but a group of scattered cultivators ......"

Yuwen was embarrassed and embarrassed.