On the mountainside, there is a pavilion made of jasper, and the pavilion exudes a hazy blue light, which sets off the whole pavilion like a fairyland.

Above the pavilion, there is a white jade plaque hanging horizontally, with three big characters on it: Welcome Pavilion!

The handwriting dragon and snake rise, the weather is thousands, and it has the wonder of suppressing the mind.

However, at this time, the few people present did not react to this, but divided into two parts and quietly confronted each other.

"It's really a hero out of a teenager, and the little brother can enter the congenital at a young age, which is really respectable and terrifying!"

The Hell Gate Master's voice was hoarse and cold, his face was stiff, and the Chu Army clothes on his body were also changed into a robe with a red robe and a black background, and his thin and slender body was even deeper under the eyes of that pool.

Chen Ziang and the others were coming down from the Battle Martial Palace, and as soon as they reached the halfway point of the mountain, they met the four Hell Gate Masters who came from the bottom of the mountain panting.

It stands to reason that a fairy key can be used for five people to enter, and the other party only has four people to enter, and it seems that one person has stayed outside.

"The owner of the door has won the prize!"

Chen Ziang replied without saying a word, and he was also thinking about the information about this Hell Gate Master in his mind.

The master of the Hell Gate, whose name is unknown, whose origin is unknown, is the tenth master in the world!

His Royal Highness, the ninth king of the world, who once assassinated the younger brother of His Majesty the current state of Chu, although he failed, he also hit the king of Xin, so he ascended to the tenth seat in the world.

Eyes turned to the long sword on the waist of the Hell Gate Lord, the black sandalwood scabbard looked extremely low-key but elegant, there were several small ornaments hanging on the scabbard, the ornaments were hollow, and when the wind blew, it would make a low 'woo' sound, like a woman's low cry in the dark night, which made people creepy.

This should be the famous no-return sword, right?

And what shocked Chen Ziang the most was that there was a sword intent on the long sword that had no return!

Mid-congenital!

From this point of view, the top ten masters in the world should all be characters in the middle of the congenital stage, no wonder that Chi Mu Fei's punch is so difficult to stop! Lu Qi's flying knife is even more unmistakable!

"This is not an award! Your talent, even I have to bow down. ”

This Hell Gate Master gave Chen Ziang the impression that he didn't look like the leader of a killer organization at all, but like a nobleman with a superb status, and his tone of voice was lofty but natural.

But I hate it when people talk to me in this tone.

"Door master, did you see Lu Qi and Lu Daxia when you came in, how is their situation?"

Although Hu Daoru couldn't wait to pull Chen Ziang and run away, he still had to ask.

"Lu Qi! I saw him, when we came in, he was breaking his legs, crawling on the ground!"

The Hell Gate Lord spoke in a gloomy tone, hehe sneered.

"What?"

Hu Daoru was shocked, and even Chen Ziang's heart couldn't help but sink.

Although they guessed that the situation of the other people was not good, they still felt sad when they heard it.

Lin Muhua!

"Didn't you come in five people? Why are you two just here?"

The Hell Gate Lord looked at the two of them with interest, but the stiff skin of his face made his expression slightly deformed.

"They're right behind, they're going to be right away. ”

Chen Ziang's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he lied.

"Haha...... Is the little brother afraid of me?"

The Hell Gate Master looked up and laughed, but the three people behind him looked at them expressionlessly.

"Let me guess, did the three of them get killed by the two of you?

He pointed to the jade bottle on Chen Ziang's waist, which was an elixir that had been exchanged for good deeds.

"The master of the door is in hell, and it is estimated that he has seen too much of the tricks of the ghosts, and everyone thinks that he is not a good person. ”

Hu Daoru's face was gloomy, he hadn't recovered from the news of Lu Qi, and what he said was a little ugly.

"Oh! This is Hu Daxia from Shuanggui Town and Kyushu, right? Have you forgotten that without my help, you wouldn't even have a chance to enter the fairyland, and it is estimated that you are still dying and struggling outside like Lu Qi!"

The Hell Gate Master's tone changed slightly, and he once again set his eyes on the jade bottle on Chen Ziang's waist.

"Hell Gate never makes money-losing deals, and only you know what you are up to. ”

Hu Daoru snorted coldly, but the actions of the Hell Gate Master at that time did help a few people.

"Speaking of which, you should thank me, and you also said that I don't make a loss-making business. ”

The Hell Gate Lord put his gaze on Chen Ziang's waist, and there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

"Just leave that elixir to me!"

"You don't look good, but you think it's beautiful. ”

Chen Ziang twitched the corners of his mouth, glanced at Hu Daoru, and jumped backwards at the same time.

"Zheng ......"

There was a murmur from behind him as the sword came out of its sheath, low and clear.

"Hu Daxia, you go first!"

Chen Ziang shouted, and the sword behind his back was already out of the sheath.

"Boom ......"

A thunderous roar came from above the sword body of the Hell Gate Master, and the fierce sword light stabbed straight forward, with a majestic and domineering sword intent without complaint or regret.

Damn, you killer boss, do you want to let yourself be so tragic?

Chen Ziang was shocked, but his hand was not slow at all, the method of fighting was forced by him to the limit of his physical bearing, the sword crossed, the sword intent suddenly urged, and the sword in his hand slashed towards him like a rainbow.

After having the Phaseless Heart Sutra, Chen Ziang often urged the method of fighting, and now he has accurately controlled the scope of the inducement.

Adding an extra fifty percent of your strength is already harmless to your body, as long as your true qi is enough, you can always support it.

If it is added to seventy percent, it will be unharmed in a short time, but it will damage the body after a long time.

If you double it, you can only stick to three moves and two styles.

And now, Chen Ziang has doubled the power of his physical body, and the speed of the sword slash almost exceeds his reaction speed.

"When ......"

The gold and iron resonated, Chen Ziang's sword trembled sharply, and he drew a whirlpool of energy in front of him, so that the opponent's no-return sword finally stagnated in front of his chest.

"Good!"

The eyes of the Hell Gate Lord lit up, he shouted a good word, put away the sword and stabbed again, the sword came out silently, and even seemed a little slow.

Chen Ziang felt that his eyes were dark, and the light around him was attracted by the long sword in front of him, and even his mind couldn't help but sink into it.

"Roar!"

The wind and thunder erupted from his mouth, and the power of the shock directly hit the opponent's sword body, and he also took advantage of this to regain his clarity, and the swords staggered into a cross light and blasted towards the Hell Gate Lord.

As soon as the majestic and domineering sword light unfolded, the sound waves in the sky disappeared without a trace, and the cross light was also submerged in the sword light.

As soon as the sword light was retracted, Chen Ziang's figure had quickly disappeared on a road up the mountain.

"Door master, do you want to catch up?"

A person behind him stepped forward respectfully.

"Not necessarily!"

The Hell Gate Master waved his hand and looked at Chen Ziang's back with some sighs.

"I really can't imagine that this Chen Shaoxia can take my move without returning to the sword unscathed!

This admiration is sincere, but listening to the meaning of his words, this person actually knows Chen Ziang's name.

"Let's go to the Hundred Grass Pavilion!"

There are indications at the intersection of several roads up the mountain ahead, and the peak where the Baicao Pavilion is located is exactly where Hu Daoru has just gone up.

And the peak where Chen Ziang went was the residence of the disciples, and it should be the place where the disciples of the sect lived.

Behind the peaks there, fragments of bronze stone doors fell.

Hu Daoru glanced back, and saw that Chen Ziang had already taken the opportunity to escape, and no longer stayed at his feet, and climbed up the white jade steps rapidly.

There is only one way up the mountain, but there are many trails on both sides, and there are more shaded trees, although some of them are glowing with thunder, and you can tell that it is not safe at a glance, but it is easy to hide.

Until he came to the place where he was about to reach the peak, the low sound above drifted to his ears with the wind, the true qi in his body changed his course, Hu Daoru's breath suddenly disappeared, and the steps under his feet also became vague, falling lightly to the side.

Climbing the giant tree and moving forward, an antique attic comes into view.

And in front of the attic, Lin Muhua knelt on his knees and looked at the seven small flying swords in front of him with a frightened face.

"Hey, the guy surnamed Lin really should have been caught, but why didn't he be killed?"

With a turn of mind, Hu Daoru listened quietly.