Qing Jin wondered in his heart, could these groups of people be said to be members of the Demon Sect, but what surprised him was that although these people looked a little different from ordinary Jianghu characters, they were not as fierce and vicious as the legends. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking of this, he was secretly curious in his heart, who was the old man in the portrait, could it be the "Heavenly King Lao Tzu" Xiang Wentian, he shook his head and continued to walk forward.

Gradually turning around a hill, Qing Jin was not along the mountain road, he carried light skills, whether it was a hill or a high ridge, he was speeding through, until he never met a demon sect again.

Tea Kung Fu, not far from Hengshan City, Qing Jin pressed the speed, and inadvertently found a figure sitting near a stream on the left, he didn't care much, and only glanced at it casually when he got close.

The man was an old man in white, with a light countenance, a long white beard hanging down from his chest, and a jar of liquor in his hand at the moment, and two jars of unopened ones beside him.

Qing Jin's heart moved, remembering the portraits he had just seen, although the paintings were not very clear, but he had eight points of acquaintance with this person's appearance, whether he was hanging a scimitar at his waist, he could not be seen, but although this person was sitting, there was a heroic aura rushing to his face, which should not be underestimated.

The man's eyes were very keen, and when he saw Qing Jin looking, he immediately noticed it and looked back.

When the two of them touched their eyes, they both moved, and the man saw that Qing Jin's eyes were clear, his divine light was restrained, and under his fierce gaze, his eyes were still as warm as jade, without a trace of dodging and discoloration, still with a hint of smile, so that he couldn't see through it for a while.

Qing Jin saw that his eyes flashed, his eyes were like electricity, revealing an extremely profound internal cultivation, and he was also slightly shocked in his heart. If he hadn't broken through once, I'm afraid he would be a little inferior to him.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the man spoke first and shouted: "Little brother, looking at your expression, do you know Xiang Mou?"

Qing Jin laughed and said, "I didn't know it just now, but now I guessed it." I don't want the famous "Heavenly King Laozi" of the Demon Sect to come to Hengshan. ”

Xiang Wentian raised his eyebrows and asked, "I don't think you are like a disciple of the Divine Sect, we have never seen each other before, are you so sure of me?"

Qing Jin laughed and said: "The right envoy of the Demon Sect has asked the heavens to be arrogant, the sky is not afraid of the earth, although I have never seen it, but it has been famous for a long time. Just now, along the way, many people asked me about your whereabouts, and they were all dressed as Demon Sect members. Your surname is Xiang, do you mean that I have lost my eyes?"

Xiang Wentian laughed when he heard this: "Okay, the little brother is straightforward enough, Xiang Mou has never changed his name, he doesn't change his surname, he is the old man." ”

Qing Jin said thoughtfully: "The right envoy is really heroic enough, but he is not in the Black Wood Cliff, but he came to Hengshan to do something?"

Xiang Wentian's face changed and he shouted: "Xiang Mou can go wherever he wants." Do you want to do it?" he said, and his voice changed. He looked at Qing Jin playfully and said, "Seeing that you are dressed like a disciple of the Wuyue Sword Sect, the Wuyue Sword Sect and my Divine Sect have always been incompatible, no wonder you have this question? It's just that since you know that I am known as the 'Heavenly King Laozi', how do you not know Xiang Mou's temper?"

Qing Jin laughed and said, "Since I have heard that the right envoy of the Demon Sect has always been unruly to Wentian, even in the entire Demon Sect, few people can enter his eyes?"

Xiang Wen said with a smile: "Since you know my temperament. Dare to ask me, don't you think you are a hero and a hero, and you can get into the eyes of a certain law?"

Qing Jin was not moved, and said lightly: "Heroes and heroes don't dare to be, as for whether they can enter your eyes." Li is not interested, but he is a little curious about why the right envoy came here? It's just that if you want to say it, you can say it, and if you don't want to say it, Li doesn't force it, so you leave. It's just that Xiang Zuo is a heroic person, why should he be such a mother-in-law? ”

When Xiang Wentian heard this, his face changed, and he suddenly laughed and said: "Okay! Boy, you have a kind, the old man thinks he is arrogant enough, I didn't think that you would not lose to the old man, but let me be a little impressed with you, come...... Let me see if you have a mouth like this under your hands?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Xiang Wentian's body sitting upright, Huo Ran moved, floated up on the ground, his body spun in mid-air, and he flew towards Qing Jin with a palm, he was extremely tall, and this time he came with a momentum, looking extremely strong and domineering.

Qing Jin was not moved at all, only to see a smile on the corner of his mouth, the front and back feet were wrong, his hands were turned in a circle, and he was integrated, and his right hand was rolled out flatly.

Qing Jin's face flashed with purple energy, his body shook a few times, and he took three steps back in a row before unloading this force, and with a little luck, he returned to normal.

On the other hand, Xiang Wentian was originally slapped with a volley of palms, but he was counterattacked by the strength of the palm, flipped a few times in the air, fell to the ground, and retreated seven or eight steps before unloading his strength, his face was red and white for a while, not only the blood in his body was boiling, and he couldn't suppress it for a while, but also because of the embarrassment in his heart, he was full of momentum and boasted about Haikou before, and wanted to teach this person a small lesson, and kill his arrogance, who would have thought that his skills were inferior to others? With his temper that has been honed for a long time, he can't help but be a little impressive. ”

Seeing his embarrassed state, Qing Jin's face was still the same as usual, and he smiled and said, "To the right, I have conceded!"

Xiang Wentian saw that there was no sneer on his face, and he couldn't help but admire this person's mind in his heart, but he was still unconvinced in his heart, and it was also when he shot just now, seeing that this person was still young, he must have excellent talent, and his martial arts would not be too clever, so he didn't use all his strength when he shot.

I don't want this person's internal strength to stretch, extremely strong, and not lose to himself, this is not counted, but also this manpower is infinite, and his strength is profound, I am afraid that a few people in the sect who are born with great strength cannot be compared with it, and they are caught off guard to be so embarrassed.

Seeing Qing Jin speak at this moment, he couldn't help but put away his rebellious look, and arched his hand: "Little brother is good at kung fu, Xiang has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and the first time I saw a young hero with such handsome kung fu at such an age, I underestimated my brother just now, how about picking me up a few more tricks?"

Qing Jin knew that he was not convinced, in fact, with Xiang Wentian's martial arts, few people in the Demon Sect could match it except for Dongfang Undefeated and Let Me Do It, and he also wanted to see how this right-hand envoy's martial arts were, and by the way, he looked at his ability to fight the enemy empty-handed, so he nodded to Xiang Wentian.

Xiang Wentian saw his movements and said, "Offended." Before the words fell, his body bowed, and he suddenly jumped up, as fast as lightning, and swooped in with a volley palm.

Qing Jin saw that he was coming fiercely, his body spun, like a breeze blowing, drifting a few feet sideways, avoiding the incoming momentum, and at the same time taking advantage of the gap, his hands turned into fists, and his palms carried the strong wind. (To be continued.) )