When the thin old man heard this, he was a little afraid, and for a while he was not sure if he could kill the young man in white to avenge his son.

For decades, ever since he was able to speak on the surface, he had been feared by cultivators who were not considered to be at the top of his cultivation. From the gate to the behemoth of the Jade Soul Sect, except for the Jade Emperor Pavilion in the middle, which is known as the heavenly immortals, all of them will buy face for him.

But now someone actually killed his own son, even though the little rabbit cub has always only blocked him, but in the end, it is his own flesh and blood, those cultivators whose ambitions are higher than heaven and their lives are thinner than paper really dare to come to this Tianshan Mountain to point fingers?

He didn't even hesitate to move his scales!

He suddenly thought of a possibility, could it really be that the Jade Emperor Pavilion wanted to kill him to annex the entire Tianshan Mountain? But the old monster at the top of the peak didn't say that it was him, even if the Jade Emperor Pavilion Lord was there, he might not dare to say that he would definitely take it.

He tried his best to suppress the killing intent in his heart, and the ghost envoy asked: "Kill my son, is it the intention of the pavilion master, or the decision of the pavilion master under him?"

Zhuge Chen was really frank and replied: "It's what I meant." ”

The thin old man finally put his mind at ease, and the killing intent in his heart was like an evil dragon raising his head, and he couldn't hold it down anymore. How could the pain of killing a son not make the other party pay back a hundredfold? He longed to cut off the hands of the young man in white, cramp and skin him, and finally light the sky lantern on his whole person, so that he would suffer the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow after his death!

A gust of wind blew, and Zhuge Chen protected the remaining three people behind him, holding a wooden sword against the swift thin old man waving his claws.

Xiao Tianxuan originally wanted to come over to help sweep the formation, but was dissuaded by Zhuge Chen's eyes. In the battle between the two, it is better for a cultivator like him not to mix, and rashly entering will distract Zhuge Chen.

At the center of the battle between the two, the storm slowly condensed, which was the killer move of the thin old man by taking advantage of the terrain. Being on the mountainside of the Tianshan Mountains, the home field that he has worked hard to manage for most of his life, his strength has soared more than a little bit, and he really wants to catch and fight, even if it is the old monster on the top of the mountain, he can be involved for a while, not to mention that in his eyes, he is still a young man in white.

That is, a hairy boy with a bit of talent in sword playing, if he really wants to gamble with his life, how can he win against him, an old man who lost his son in his old age and has black hair.

He was in the eye of the storm, his white hair danced wildly, and he roared: "Kill my son, and I will let you die a bad death!"

"Just your son Jin Gui, can't he die? The lives of our people are not their lives?" Zhuge Chen asked, deafening. On both sides of the wooden sword, there are two majestic peaks slowly emerging, although they look a little smaller, but the majestic momentum is much better than the Tianshan Mountain.

"I have a sword, which can be seen in Mount Tai Kunlun, which can shatter the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao. ”

At this moment, the young man in white, who should have lost his memory, came back to his senses, not only was his eyebrows a lot more resolute, but even his words returned to his appearance. He stroked the wooden sword and said with a wry smile: "Jiaozhu, why did you become like this, ugly and dead." ”

But this time he was in a flash, and the next moment he was back to the way he started.

And in the air, only his last sentence echoed: "Let's watch this son's free travel, stirring up the world upside down!"

......

On the top of the mountain, in a Taoist temple that looked like some age, a white-haired old man covered with dust suddenly raised his head and said to himself: "Among the mountains under the sky, there can be a peak that is even more meteorological than the Tianshan Mountain.

He got up and dusted off the dust on his body, reached out to pick up the snow-white dust, and continued: "If there really is, forget it, if you imagine it out of thin air, this child is too terrible." No, I want to see you. ”

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

He didn't know that being able to incorporate the two peaks of Mount Tai and Kunlun into the sword intent was far more terrifying than imagining it out of thin air. Throughout the ages, how many heroes and heroes have seen the two mountains for the first time, just high mountains, for thousands of years, those who dare to turn mountains like swords, the whole heaven, only Zhuge Chen alone.

On this day, as the Taoist nicknamed the old monster at the top of the Tianshan Mountain ended his nearly 100-year dry sitting, he moved his whole body. The Jade Emperor Pavilion in the middle of the pavilion carried his sword out of the pavilion, and the bald swordsman in the bitter cold land in the extreme north went south with a knife, and in the small city in the south that was shrouded in smoke and rain all year round, there was a scholar who was ridiculed for being useless, took the longbow and went north alone.

The three of them all rushed towards the Tianshan Mountain, not stopping all the way, as if they were scrambling, who was in front and who was behind.

......

When Kunlun Taishan finally appeared in front of Zhuge Chen, and when the arrogant voice finally dissipated, the confrontation between Shuangfeng and Storm really began.

What the thin old man couldn't have imagined was that the two peaks could only be described as devastating, and he had worked hard for many years, and once he used the wind that should have been destined to be extraordinary, it was so useless. This is not until the kung fu of a pillar of incense has become a rout, and the defeat is obvious, even laymen on the cultivation path such as the two sisters in Wuyi and Wuqing can take a closer look.

Only then did the thin old man understand that the young man in white was really not playing tricks, but really had strength, so he had nothing to do.

Thinking of this, he was even more indignant, since you have the ability to be no weaker than that old monster, it would be good to say it earlier, why do you put on an empty city plan and invite him into the urn? Besides, his head that suffered the pain of losing his son is not a bright one, but how can he think that the young cultivator he meets casually has the power of a sword immortal.

Xiao Tianxuan was even more stunned when she saw this, not to mention the two sisters?

After all, a Ah Long and a mere hundred horsemen are really nothing, and if you change to the master of the gate, ten times more, it is still useless. The reason why he is called a young sword immortal is just that the other party has such cultivation at this age, and he has a good sword, and the haoran sword qi that is enough to make people stunned is enough to make people respect a sword immortal.

But a single sword split through such a powerful storm, which was a little too terrifying.

At this moment, Xiao Tianxuan had to re-examine this cheap brother who had met by accident, and even doubted whether his particularly respected master of the Sect was his opponent.

Of course, there is still an unprecedented suspicion in his heart, the eldest lady of his own family, who can be called a sinking fish and a goose, can really be worthy of such a real sword immortal?

Even the dance dress standing with her sister is a little drumming in her heart, this crazy girl who grew up under her father's wing and is not afraid of the sky and the earth is actually a little timid.

She stabbed her sister and whispered: "Otherwise, sister, you will marry that Zhuge Chen, anyway, he is good-looking, and his cultivation is still so profound, don't let the little slut of the Jade Soul Gate who has been competing with you and jealous take the lead." ”

Wuqing also understood his sister's thoughts, and replied quietly: "Then you recognize a cheap brother-in-law who can make you walk sideways in the world, and you can not blame him for the past and get a good friendship?"

Wuyi was not embarrassed, and nodded decisively: "It's not bad!"

Zhuge Chen, who had the absolute upper hand in the game between the two, walked slowly with a wooden sword, although he was slow to draw the sword, but it was right in the eyebrows of the thin old man, as long as he used his strength, he could kill the other party.

A thin old man who has been a traitor all his life still cares about the revenge of killing his son at this time, and his son can be reborn if he is gone. Don't look at his age now, but when it comes to kung fu in bed, even if he is given seven or eight beautiful women for nothing, he can cope with it. But there is only one life for me, and if it's gone, it's really gone.

I saw a trace of ruthlessness flashing between his eyebrows, not that he wanted to fight for death for injury, but knelt directly on the ground and said: "Please ask Lord Sword Immortal to let me live, the mountainside of Tianshan Mountain will be yours in the future, I will respect you in the future, don't dare to disobey!"

Zhuge Chen pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed: "I don't dare to raise a hungry wolf as my subordinate, so you better die." ”

After speaking, he raised his sword and pierced the opponent's eyebrows.

"This young man still wants to keep people under the sword. Although he has a way to die, after all, he has been a neighbor with me for decades in the Tianshan Mountains, and he still hopes to release him in my face, which is also an old way I owe you a favor. The mountaintop Taoist who rushed here finally appeared at this moment, he stopped between the two, bowed his head and bought Zhuge Chen's face, and then gently moved the blade of the wooden sword away.

Zhuge Chen didn't know that this person was heeling, but how could the three people who grew up in the rivers and lakes not know, and they were stunned when they saw the Taoist.

This person is one of the only four surviving grandmasters today, and he calls himself a freelance Taoist. However, Jiazi withdrew from the seclusion of the rivers and lakes, so he will not be famous among the younger generation, but the deeds that can be circulated are all smack-dropping.

I didn't expect such a character to live in seclusion on the top of the Tianshan Mountains, no wonder the three monsters of the Tianshan Mountains can be well known.

What really revealed his identity was the snow-white whisk, and on the rivers and lakes of Jiazi, those who dared to hold such forbidden things as whisks have all disappeared. Nowadays, all the wandering Taoists on the rivers and lakes carry cheaper rune paper, and as for the dust, not only do they dare not use it, but they also can't afford it.

Zhuge Chen stared at the other party for a while, and nodded after confirming that he might not have the upper hand if he really wanted to fight with the other party.

The thin old man who escaped death was like a pardon, and glanced at the old monster who had been a neighbor for more than ten years but had only seen this side, and learned what a Taoist priest should look like to the end, and then fled quickly as if the soles of his feet were smeared with oil.

After the thin old man left, the carefree Taoist smiled and said to Zhuge Chen: "I don't know what kind of moves the young man used before, can you demonstrate it in front of the old man?"

Zhuge Chen didn't hide it, his mind moved slightly, and the two peaks immediately appeared, only this time he used the sword intent, so that the terrifying sword qi did not overflow.

The carefree Taoist stared at the two peaks for a while, said a few good words in a row, and then took out two futons out of thin air and sat on one by himself, handed one to Zhuge Chen and said: "Can the young man give a face, sit down with the old Taoist and discuss the Tao?"