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www.xSHUOTXT.Com "You are the Qingfeng Monk of the Misty Valley, right?" It is said that your Qingmang Invisible Sword and Seven Spiral Steps with the Wind are very powerful, I wonder if the old man is lucky enough to learn a lesson or two?" the burly man said in a dry Jingdong accent, and glanced at the Qingfeng Monk with an expectant look, as if he was a little jumping.

Qingfeng Jushi's expression was solemn, and he suddenly had a strange feeling, and couldn't help asking: "You are not from Jingnan, you are from Jingdong?"

The burly man didn't answer, he reached into his arms and pulled out a crumpled paper stick. Immediately with a wave of one hand, the note gently floated in front of the Qingfeng monk as if it was being held, floating without falling and extremely strange.

Qingfeng Jushi was not stubborn, and reached out to catch the flying paper stick. He raised his eyes to look at the burly man, his eyes full of doubts.

He wasn't worried about the burly man secretly playing tricks on the paper stick, and he didn't care about such a conceited person.

"It's weird, isn't it? look at it, let you be a ghost!" the burly man sneered, his eyes cold, obviously prepared.

Qingfeng Jushi glanced at the burly man again, and unfolded the paper stick in his hand to look at it carefully. However, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed down.

"Sure enough, it's Qianlingzi!Who are you, and what is your relationship with Qianlingzi?" Qingfeng Jushi's face was cold, and he couldn't help licking his somewhat dry upper lip. He never thought that he would be calculated instead of setting up, so how could he not be angry.

"It's okay, I'll sue you too, you won't survive tonight anyway. This seat is the leader of the Tobu League, the first master of the Yuzhu Master, have you heard of it?" The burly man glanced at the Qingfeng monk with disdain, and he who had already regarded it as a caged thing had no polite meaning at all.

The sweat on Qingfeng Jushi's forehead flowed down and he frowned. He looked strange and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you here, don't tell me that you happened to pass by, right?"

"Haha, haven't you found out yet? No wonder, do you know who lives in that mountain?" asked the Master of Yuba, pointing to another towering mountain range, without concealing anything.

In his opinion, even if the Qingfeng Monk has the talent of heaven, he will eventually be out of his palms.

"Could it be...... Could it be that you Dongwu League jīng Ying have all been hidden near my misty valley? What do you want to do?" asked Qingfeng Jushi the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his heart sank into his heart.

Originally, he only thought that the envoy of Nanhata and another mysterious master under the Tobu League were already the leaders of this dispute, but he didn't expect that the situation was far from being as simple as he imagined. Those unheard of masters also appeared one after another, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

"I didn't expect it, did we, this time, our Tobu Alliance have paid a lot of money for your misty valley. Tell you clearly, your death today is just the beginning. You should be glad that you will be the first of your brothers to see my true strength. The Master of Yuba sneered, a tyrannical arrogance burned quietly, and a terrifying coercion surged towards the Qingfeng Monk.

Qingfeng Monk didn't seem to be able to resist the invasion of this evil qi, and took a few steps back. Suddenly, he felt that his feet stepped on the corner of the eaves, and he stepped on the void under his feet and flew lightly outside the courtyard.

The Master of Yuba followed the Qingfeng monk like a shadow, and still landed a foot in front of the Qingfeng monk.

"I didn't expect that we came to Cháo's stone-throwing to ask for directions, and we actually 'asked' Your Excellency, the number one master of the Tobu League, which I never thought of. If I'm not mistaken, Qian Lingzi is your special envoy of the Southern Spirit of the Tobu League, right? I still want to know one thing, if I can tell the truth, I will die without regrets. Qingfeng Layman's face was full of frustration and helplessness, and there was a slight sense of regret in his words.

"Your Excellency doesn't need to be like that. In terms of martial arts, you shouldn't be such a weak person, why pretend to be pitiful?" The Venerable Yuzhu stared at the Qingfeng monk with a sharp look of eyes, and said with contempt on his face: "You guessed right, the envoy of Nanling has been hiding in Jingnan Martial Arts for decades. If you want to know anything else, let's talk about it one at a time!"

"How many people are here this time?" Qingfeng Jushi had the intention of getting to the bottom of it, and almost forgot about the danger he was in.

"Not much. That's enough to know that, isn't it?, get ready to take it!" The Master of Yuba smiled coldly and then reminded him.

Immediately afterward, the Master of Yuba unhurriedly drew a long and colorful whip from his waist. With a slight wave, the long whip glowed faintly in the dark night, and it was not an ordinary thing at first glance.

Qingfeng Layman's heart sank straight down, his eyes staring at the colorful long whip, showing a little fear. After the Master of Yuba drew his long whip, the smell of death instantly permeated. There was an evil aura coming from the whip, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Thirteen turns of martial arts, or even higher?" Qingfeng Layman's heart tumbled for a while, and the aura emanating from the other party's body was not at all comparable to his own at this time, and even if he fought hard, the chances of winning were slim.

"The vision is not bad, but it's a pity that we are friends and foes. Let's do it!" the cold eyes of the man on the bean curd still flashed, but there were a few more traces of regret.

Although Qingfeng Jushi was reluctant to make a move with the other party, he was already difficult to ride a tiger at this time. He was not afraid of personal life and death, but worried about the safety of the valley.

The Tobu Alliance has so many masters hidden in the dark, but there are no such characters in the information that the Misty Valley has. At that time, if the Seven Scattered Immortals fall into the trap like themselves, it will be difficult to escape the fate of destruction.

When he thought of this qiē, the Qingfeng monk broke out in a cold sweat and thought hard about how to escape. However, even if there are thousands of strategies, it is difficult to be effective in the face of the absolute superiority of the other party.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Qingfeng Monk looked up at the hidden starry shadows of the waning moon, and sighed: "The stars are twinkling, the moon is lacking in gods, it seems that there is really no way to hide today! I don't know how powerful Your Excellency's Martial Dao Thirteen Turns is?"

"You should be honored to die under my 'Impermanence Whip', which has not been used for more than a decade. Now that I can sacrifice the whip with the blood of the Seven Scattered Immortals, it is not in vain that I have said so much to you. The Master of Yuba was in a good mood, smiled rarely, and said with a strong sense of sarcasm.

He waved the whip lightly, and the tyrannical aura swelled, forcing the Qingfeng Monk who had been on guard for a long time to retreat a few steps back again. From the colorful long whip, the black and white whip shadows faintly overflow, making people elusive and real.

Qingfeng Monk suddenly raised his eyebrows, and reminded in a tone that saw through the impermanence whip: "It seems that you still haven't surpassed the Twelve Revolutions of Martial Dao. There are countless people in the world, and those who can practice to this realm are all geniuses. Relying on the evil qi contained in the whip to improve one's cultivation is undoubtedly to quench one's thirst. I advise Your Excellency to abandon the whip as soon as possible, otherwise all that awaits you is the scourge of jīng yuan exhaustion. ”

In fact, the Breeze Monk did not completely see through the flaws of the Impermanence Whip, he just pretended to be calm. However, when these words entered the ears of the master of the bean curd bamboo, they pierced his flesh and bones like silver needles.

Others don't know it, but the Master Yuba himself knows it all too well. Although this whip is very powerful, it is extremely draining and cannot be used for a long time. Therefore, it has been rarely used for more than ten years.

Today, he had the intention to give it a try, but he was lightly called by the other party to break the defect of the long whip, how could he not be shocked.

The Master of Yuba looked at the Qingfeng monk without saying a word, and forgot to whip it out for a while.

Gradually, a tyrannical aura was ignited again from the body of the man on the bean curd bamboo, and the black and white whip shadows on the impermanence whip were even more weird, and there was a faint "crackling" sound.

Seeing the strange changes on the impermanence whip, the Qingfeng monk hurriedly reached into his arms and took out a jet-black folding fan. made a move to meet the enemy. The folding fan has a dark metallic luster throughout, and it is very interesting at first glance.

"Ugin Iron Fan? Looks like you're really prepared. After a brief moment of astonishment, the Venerable Master of Yuba overflowed with ecstasy.

"It's not certain who will kill the deer, don't you understand?" Qingfeng Jushi Shen was solemn, cautiously staring at the long whip in the hand of the master of the bean curd bamboo.

"Righteousness, evil, haha, what is good and what is evil? Could it be that your elimination of dissidents in the secluded valley over the years is righteousness, and our unification of martial arts is evil? Don't be high-sounding. The Master of Yuba looked at Qingfeng Lay with disdain and said contemptuously.