The Kuzen Temple is secluded and shakes the green, and the orioles chirp.

However, as the news of the Thousand-Armed Demon's serious injury spread, the entire Zen Temple was gloomy. Although it is late spring in March, it seems bleak and infinite!

The original golden cymbal Sanskrit sound on the hall was covered by this solemn atmosphere, and the monks in the hall were all restless. The situation took a sharp turn for the worse, making it difficult for these monks who usually do their power and fortune to accept.

Soon, the news of the Holy Fire Cult's counterattack spread, and everyone was panicked.

In fact, when the Emperor Fu repelled the Thousand-Armed Demon Monk, the upper echelons of the Holy Fire Sect had this plan. The opportunity is fleeting, whether you can grasp it or not, it is all in the word "speed". The soldiers are fast, and the martial arts hegemony like them is even more so.

As soon as the shock of the thousand-armed demon monk disappeared, the momentum of the Holy Fire Sect increased greatly, and the order spread throughout the Holy Fire Immortal Pool, almost attacking overnight.

Hestia was persuaded by the emperor for a long time to stay in the Holy Fire Immortal Pond and sit in the lair. The imposing masters of the Holy Fire Sect admired the Emperor Fu for 10,000, and there was not much difference between the sect leader being there or not, not to mention, with Hestia staying at the helm, everyone had no worries.

A few days later, on the mountain road.

Huangfu couldn't stand being looked at by the golden pen Confucian research, and said with a smile: "What do you look at Mr. Li, be careful of your step, but don't fall down the mountain, wouldn't you be wronged?"

Ah Zi grinned: "Yes, yes, this is called 'die before you get out of school', although it is not very worthwhile, but it can also leave a name for eternity." ”

The golden pen Confucian shook his head and smiled, and said helplessly to the two of them: "Gongzi Dacai, a song 'Linjiang Immortal' is enough to be famous for eternity, it is a pity to wander the rivers and lakes like this!"

Ah Zi blinked, she didn't know anything about poetry, but the story told by Huangfu was good, which was recognized by everyone.

It turned out that he was idle and bored along the way, so Huang Fu told everyone about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and even sang the song "Linjiang Immortal", which made the golden pen Confucian stunned by the heavens, and persuaded him to abandon martial arts and literature, and take the test to become a great Song Dynasty.

Huangfu was stubborn and turned a blind eye to the advice of this down-and-out Confucian student. Because he knows the direction of history, he is full of prejudice against this seemingly thriving dynasty, and has always been a cold bystander as a Jianghu person.

Everyone talked and laughed like this, although the mountain road was dangerous, they did not feel tired. The mountain is coming to an end, and you will reach Kuzen Temple after another plank road.

This is a plank road more than ten zhang long, and the four iron chains are paved with planks that can only accommodate two people in parallel. Because it is inaccessible, the wooden planks and iron chains are covered with moss, and it is difficult to distinguish the primary color.

Ah Zi learned from the appearance of the emperor's death and said: "A place like this where a husband and a wife can't be opened must be a place where soldiers must fight...... Uh, is there really someone guarding it?" he said, looking at the emperor on the side.

"Crow's beak!" said the Emperor with a smile.

"Hehe!" the crowd said in an uproar.

Ah Zi's face was a little hot, coughed, and cleared his throat: "What are you laughing at, if that person cuts off the iron chain, we won't be able to get by!"

Everyone naturally knew that they had long been convinced of Huangfu along the way, and with him here, everyone didn't panic too much.

The Liuyun Envoy and the Miao Feng Envoy glanced at each other, and looked at the Emperor Fu with some distraction. This man has only been here for a few days, and he has become the backbone of everyone, which is really unacceptable to several of them.

Seeing that Huangfu was staring at the person in front of him, the golden pen Confucian knew that the other party was also a master, so he couldn't help but squint his eyes and ask a few people behind him, "Who is that person?"

"It seems that he is the number one master of the Uighur royal family, and somehow he has come to help these bald donkeys!" said the Iron Arm Toutuo with a wry smile.

The No. 1 Uighur master was quite old, thin, and distracted with a shawl, making it impossible to see his face for a while.

The Confucian scholar of the golden pen was originally very confident in the death of the emperor, and expected that even if the enemy set up an ambush, it would be difficult to stop his mysterious young man, but looking at the thin old man, somehow an indescribable chill welled up in his heart, and he secretly thought in his heart: "Could it be that the Uighur royal family is interfering in this matter?"

It was just thinking wildly that he saw that the man raised his head, and the emperor saw the other party's appearance clearly, and was slightly stunned, it turned out that this old man was born like a zombie, his face was indifferent, and there was no blood on his face.

The plank road is the only way, and the other party sticks to the main road, unless they return along the original road and find another way, otherwise this head-on contact is inevitable. The Emperor Fu said loudly: "Your Excellency blocked our way, why did you stop us?"

Only then did the thin old man open his eyes, but a momentum of dominating the world hit like a mountain.

Huangfu couldn't help but be secretly frightened, and intuitively felt that this person's martial arts should not be under the thousand-armed demon monk, and he was a rare master in the world.

"Who are you from the Holy Fire Sect?" the old man said in a deep voice.

Huangfu was a little surprised, but his identity in the Holy Fire Sect was a little difficult to say, and it was just after hesitating that he saw the Huiyue Envoy bow his head and said, "This is the first protector of our Holy Fire Sect!"

Everyone twitched, "First Protector?" Why didn't they know that there was such a position in the sect, but this Huiyue envoy was the most trusted person by the sect leader, and her words were Hestia's words, and everyone didn't refute them. The first protector is the first protector, and they all obey this person anyway.

"Good!" the old man didn't think much about, "Defeat me, and you can pass!"

"This ......" The Confucian was a little surprised, wondering what this old monster was doing, was it just to test the strength of the emperor's death? This is also too strange, but as long as the Uighur royal family is not explicitly involved in this matter.

Huangfu didn't stop at his feet, but the speed was extremely slow, and the voice said to everyone: "Don't go up the plank road first, wait for me to retreat from the enemy before leaving." ”

Everyone blushed for a while, thinking that since they had been with Huangfu all the way and had gone to tribulation together, how could they be a turtle with a shrunken head?

Huangfu was in good spirits, and the other party occupied the danger and waited for work, but he was not afraid at all. The distance of more than ten zhang is fleeting.

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the thin old man, and when the emperor stepped in front of him, he didn't say a word, and went straight out.

The people of the Holy Fire Sect on the opposite side were all angry, and Ah Zi scolded without holding back: "It's so shameless, you actually take advantage of people's danger!"

Huang Fu Yan's true power was used at will, and as soon as he saw the other party's sudden attack, he immediately filled his body, and a layer of great shifting qi poured out of his body. With his internal force cultivation at the moment, the greater the external pressure, the greater the force of the shock.

Listening to a soft sound of "bang", the strength of the thin old man has been removed by the emperor's death, except for the strength of the other party, the rest of the strength is all led to the ground. Around where his feet stood, a large cloud of mud and sand sank down.

The old man saw that the palm he sent out had no effect on the emperor's death, and in shock, he took a few steps back steeply: "Qiankun has moved?"

The Emperor Fu was noncommittal, and everyone in the Holy Fire Sect was shocked. It was a golden pen Confucian, and there was no surprise.

"That's not right!" The thin old man thought that he had almost hit himself with the power of his palm just now, and said uncertainly: "Could it be that the stars are shifting, could it be that you are a disciple of the Murong family?"

"Hehe, the younger generation of Huangfu Yan, don't guess the seniors, the martial arts just now were created by the juniors!" Huangfu Yan wondered in his heart, this old guy really has a lot of knowledge, and he actually knows that the Murong family's fighting stars are changing.

He didn't know that this man was obsessed with martial arts training when he was young, and after challenging the Uighurs, he traveled to the surrounding countries to challenge fellow martial artists, causing a lot of rumors. It was only later that he was hit hard, and then he slipped back to the Uighurs, and for more than ten years, he was almost extinct, and the name of the first master of the Uighurs also loomed on the head of the thousand-armed demon monk.

"Okay, there are really many talents in Middle Earth, and the old man also had some fame in the rivers and lakes in his early years, and he called it the 'Desert Divine Knife', Xiaoyou must not be careless!"

"Desert Divine Sword!" Zhang Hao muttered and exclaimed, "This person is actually alive!"

"Zhang Darttou, this guy is very powerful?" everyone said curiously.

"That is, back then, this 'Great Desert Divine Knife' crisscrossed the northwest countries, and even had a good reputation in the Central Plains martial arts, but it was rumored that he had died in White Camel Mountain a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be alive......"

There is a lot of talk here, and there is already a battle over there.

Although Huang Fu Yan had never heard of the other party's name, when he saw his way of drawing a knife, he was slightly stunned, which was almost the most perfect knife drawing technique he had ever seen, fast and killing!

Thinking about it, a strong sword aura surging up had already forced him, and the emperor was close to the cliff, unable to stand up, and hurriedly retreated a few feet. Where his eyes flashed, he could only hear a sharp sound and a knife flow.

"Good knife technique!" With a compliment, Huangfu stretched his long sword obliquely, and a flowing cold light trembled and flashed from the blade, arcing in the air, and rushed away.

When the desert divine knife came out, the momentum was powerful, and the knife wind surged, almost covering the whole body of the emperor, and everyone learned the origin of this old monster from Zhang Hao, and they couldn't help but worry about the emperor's death.

Huangfu was not happy to draw out the sword, so he could see it clearly, but when he saw the sword stretched out, it was just when the old monster's sword technique was first displayed. All of a sudden, the Dodge sword light was entangled together, and everyone who watched was dazzled.

Every time the Desert Divine Sword is attacked, it carries the sound of wind and thunder, and the momentum is heavier and heavier.

Huangfu died in the brunt, and naturally felt it more intensely, only to feel that every time the other party took out the knife, it was like Mount Tai pressing the top, making people breathe shortly.

This sword method is to win with fierceness, and the emperor is secretly killed. Although the opponent's sword technique was powerful, it failed to exert itself to the extreme because of its own lack of skill!

Lifting weights is light, rigid and soft.

Ever since he saw Mo Yuan's heavy sword, he has been figuring out the changes in the rigidity and softness of the sword, and now that he is meeting an opponent, under the fierce sword technique of the desert divine sword, it has become an excellent opportunity for him to verify his swordsmanship.

The old monster used this sword technique to bear a lot of burden on himself, but this sword technique is a fierce one, but fortunately, although the opponent's sword technique is exquisite, it seems to have always been defensive, which reassured him a lot. At this moment, seeing that the opponent's swordsmanship changed, a feminine force slammed into his blade with a long sword, and the rigidity and softness counteracted each other, and the indomitable sword technique was suddenly deflected by the opponent's sword momentum, and the shock almost flew out of his hand.

It was between the stunned gods, Huangfu's body suddenly flashed, as fast as the wind, and the sword momentum also turned, and the cold mangs were sheng, spilling out the sword shadows in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the desert divine sword was encircled in the heavy sword net.

The old monster was naturally unconvinced, and the sword technique was still heavy and heavy, but the opponent's sword net was rigid and soft, and there were almost no flaws, and after a long time, not only did he not find the slightest breakthrough, but also exhausted his skills. His face was stunned, and he immediately stopped moving forward, revealing a wry smile, and sighed: "It's the old man who lost!"

"The seniors are humble!" Huang Fu Yan withdrew his long sword and gained a lot.

"What's your last sword technique called?" the old man's eyes burned.

"Let's call it 'Changing Dragon Snake'!" said the Emperor with a smile.

This sword was honed by him from the snake cave, because the snake body defense was too strong, he wanted to win with softness, and the sword trend was forced out in the siege of ten thousand snakes, unpredictable, and worthy of the word "change".

"Brother Huangfu!" Ah Zi cheered, ran over, took his hand and said, "How about you teach me swordsmanship?"

"What, don't you practice that poisonous palm?" Huang Fu quipped.

"Don't you have a lot of skills!" Ah Zi said with a smile, Huangfu Yan persuaded her several times not to practice poisonous skills, but she didn't agree, but at this time, she was a little moved, but she still wanted to save face.

"I've seen the Divine Sword Senior!" the Soul Breaker Sword clenched his fists and saluted. This desert divine sword is a legendary figure in their sword world, especially the martial arts people in the north, but everything is a swordsman, the one who has never heard of his name.

After some politeness, this desert divine sword did not embarrass everyone anymore, but only advised everyone to be merciful to the people of Kuzen Temple.

"There will be a period later!"

"We'll meet soon!" the Great Desert Divine Sword smiled mysteriously and flew away. (To be continued.) )