The Heavenly Sword Gate is located in the easternmost part of the Tianluo Continent, on the Heavenly Sword Peak. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info towering peaks, really like the general out-of-body heavenly sword, sharp and domineering, smooth stone walls, straight into the clouds. There is no way up the mountain, there is no road to fly, the birds of the Tianshan Mountains fly to the height, and how many people can really fly up with their own cultivation?

Wang Qingyu smiled slightly, jumped over, like a bird with wings, swept up the stone wall, and disappeared into the depths of the clouds and mist as far as the eye could see in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Zhou, come up quickly!" Wang Qingyu's voice was brisk, and there was some ostentatious meaning in it, and the wind was cold...... Wang Qingyu's voice was faintly blurred, but that contemptuous tone made Xiaobai's face slightly gloomy!

He looked at Zhou Cong with a dark face: "Big brother ......" still unfinished words, he wanted to say something, but his throat surged and he didn't say it, Zhou Cong could see that Xiaobai was a little unhappy. It is also Xiaobai who is transformed by a land demon beast, with a clear distinction between love and hate, and is not good at disguise, not to mention that Wang Qingyu invisibly stabbed Xiaobai's weakness.

Xiaobai is just different from ordinary people in physical strength, but the skill of light body is just able to fly!

Of course, Zhou Cong understood what Xiaobai meant, and he was even more dissatisfied with Wang Qingyu's frivolity, if it was said that the Heavenly Sword Sect did not have a way up the mountain, wouldn't it mean that every time the Heavenly Sword Sect recruited a newcomer, it would be impossible to cultivate to a senior disciple on his back?

Zhou Cong smiled slightly, nodded at Xue Wu, and the two of them hugged Xiaobai's arm together, and there was no trace of wind under their feet, but their bodies slowly rose.

Slowly, but like an arrow from the string, soon the three of them rushed into the clouds.

Wang Qingyu stood on the top of the mountain, standing on the boulder at the end of the cliff against the mountain wind, his blue clothes were puffed up by the mountain wind, he was proud, a little high-spirited, he felt that he must be the first person of the young generation who deservedly deserved, even Bai Qingfeng!

He listened attentively, and there was still no sound of breaking the wind down the mountain, and he couldn't help but smile. He likes to see others embarrassed in front of him, even if the other party is his benefactor. But was it really Zhou Cong who saved him? He couldn't help but touch the thing in his arms, that was his biggest hole card, he believed that he would be a well-deserved king, the king of newcomers!

He seemed to see the admiring eyes of Zhou Cong and the others, and the panting look: "A group of hillbillies, what kind of powerful cultivation can they have!" Wang Qingyu thought disdainfully.

"Brother Wang, I've been waiting for a long time!" Zhou Cong's loud voice came from his ears, every little bit of tiredness, the voice was like a comfortable person watching the scenery all the way!

When Wang Qingyu heard the voice, he immediately opened his impatient eyes, but there was nothing in front of him except a thin white mist.

"Hehe, here we are. Zhou Cong shouted again.

Wang Qingyu looked up at the voice, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, Zhou Cong and the three of them held hands and walked slowly in the air. There is a huge Baoding in the back, on which sits Zhao Min, who can't see his face clearly but has a graceful figure!

Flying, if you say fast, can be like a frightening, but it seems that fast is not difficult to do, but the most difficult thing is to fly slowly, slow like walking.

"This is impossible! Absolutely impossible! How can he do it in the air? He must have something to rely on, even he can't do it himself, how can they do it with a bunch of hillbillies in a small place?" Wang Qingyu's heart was shocked, and his mouth was wide enough to stuff a duck egg.

"Hehe, Zhou Cong is so interested!" Wang Yuqing smiled brightly, that smile was as warm as the warm sunshine in spring, and his clear eyes were full of excitement.

Zhou Cong smiled back: "Let's go!" walked past Wang Qingyu and walked towards the tall mountain gate in the distance.

Wang Qingyu couldn't help but be stunned, the face that was smiling just now instantly became cold, and his eyes were like two sharp swords, cold and cold! "Hmph! Don't be complacent, sooner or later, I will let you know that you are not as good as me! No one is better than me, never will, never! One day, you will become the target of everyone like Bai Qingfeng!"

Wang Qingyu's heart was full of unwillingness, Zhou Cong saved him, but he quietly hated Zhou Cong, all out of jealousy!

"Brother Wang, let's go!" Zhou Cong's words made Wang Qingyu regain his composure, and his face smiled like a blooming flower.

"Brother Zhou, please!"

The mountain gate of the Heavenly Sword Gate is like a sharp sword stuck upside down on the mountain peak, sharp and uninhibited. And at the end of the sword, there stood a man in white clothes.

His goose-egg-shaped face was covered with fine beard stubble, and his originally fair skin looked a little dull yellow, and even the white clothes that moved with the wind were in tatters.

It seems that Bai Qingfeng has not slept for several days. He still held the sword in his hand, and his straight body was like a sword! His tired eyes were still full of hatred, staring at Wang Qingyu deadly!

"It's back!" the voice was hoarse, vicissitudes.

"Hmm!" Wang Qingyu was stunned, nodded apprehensively and said, "Wang Qingyu has seen Senior Brother Bai!"

"Hahaha, surnamed Wang, are you guilty?" asked Bai Qingfeng.

Wang Qingyu nodded, then shook his head again, and said with a wry smile: "It's hard to disobey the master's fate, Senior Brother Bai shouldn't be jealous of me because of that incident." ”

"Fart! As long as you don't agree, can the master still force you to fail? It's clear that you covet the beauty of your junior sister and the position of the master of the door, so you framed me!" Bai Qingfeng's words were a little excited, and the words he said were also a little incoherent and confusing.

"What did the senior brother say, the master treats me like a son, and the junior sister is the master's beloved daughter, why can't I take care of her on behalf of the master?" Wang Qingyu's face also sank, and he said slowly: "The position of the master of the door, if you like it, you can ask the master, and I will marry the junior sister, even if you kill me today, you can't change my sincerity towards the junior sister!"

"You~" Bai Qingfeng trembled, the sword in his hand was like a rainbow, and he stabbed towards Wang Qingyu.

It's that move again, the ghost sword. The unfathomable sword of gods and ghosts, Wang Qingyu is not a ghost, let alone a god, how can he dodge?

Zhou Cong was secretly frightened in his heart, his hands were clenched into fists, and the golden domineering energy was running rapidly in his body, he was ready, he didn't want Wang Qingyu to be injured, because along the way, he had already identified with the "kind" Wang Qingyu! He felt more and more that Bai Qingfeng was unreasonable, and even innocent.

He was prepared that if Wang Qingyu was defeated, even if he lost both sides, he would definitely save him. Does Wang Qingyu need him to save him?

Wang Qingyu looked frightened, and retreated again and again, as if he was injured by the fierce murderous aura, and his face turned pale. But the calmness in his eyes seemed to be unchecked!