After Yan Su held hands, the two of them ran out of the west gate of Wuling and quickly turned north.

Tang Yu only felt the wind whirling in his ears, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction at night.

After walking for about half an hour, a towering snow-capped mountain in front blocked the way.

Yan Su let go of Tang Yu's hand, stopped, looked up at the sky, and her brows frowned deeply.

"Brother Chen, are you here?" In the darkness, Yan Su's voice was deep.

After a while, a long laugh came from the night, saying, "Brother Yan's speed is still so fast, but I'm one step slowing down. The tiger from the Dongguo family is really difficult to deal with!"

Gradually, Tang Yu saw a figure appearing in the darkness and quickly came to her.

Tang Yu hurriedly bowed and said, "The descendants of Wuling have met Mr. Chen!"

Chen Yuxiang smiled and patted Tang Yu on the shoulder and said, "No, I realized that I didn't fall into the majesty of my Wuling academic community today!"

As he spoke, his eyes looked into the sky and said, "Brother Yan, let's work together!"

With a move of his hand, a wisp of zither silk flew up the air, and his figure began to climb up rapidly along the wisp of zither silk.

Yan Su shouted, "Beware first, be careful!"

While speaking, he grabbed Tang Yu's arm with one hand and followed closely. The leap was dozens of feet high. Seeing that Chen Yuxiang's magic power was about to be exhausted, Yan Su pressed his hand and released a wisp of piano silk. At the same time, his body passed by Chen Yuxiang and continued to rush up.

The two masters were dissatisfied with each other and used their own magical powers to move forward alternately, while Tang Yu was completely confused.

Is this a strong man in the world of cultivation?

Even if this mountain is thousands of feet high, it may not be able to stop them.

Tang Yu was both fascinated and admired. He wondered how long it took to cultivate his cultivation to achieve this level?

Just as Tang Yu's thoughts turned, he felt that his feet had stepped on it. It turned out that the three of them were already standing on the top of the mountain at this time.

The top of the mountain is not a peak. Although it is at night, you can still see endless snow. It turns out that this is a mountain top plateau.

The snow is over the knee on the plateau, the cold wind is howling, and it is extremely cold.

Tang Yu quickly circulated the magic power in his chest, and a powerful aura swirled back to eliminate all kinds of discomfort.

Yan Su and Chen Yuxiang stopped talking and their feet were slower. The three of them walked forward step by step.

In the night, in front of me, a strong light suddenly flashed.

Then a raging fire suddenly ignited on the huge open space in front.

On the snow, the fire burned, covering a space of hundreds of meters in a radius, and the flames also illuminated the entire plateau.

Tang Yu's pupils closed, and just as he was about to speak, Chen Yuxiang said, "Before conscious, you stand here and don't move, Brother Yan. Let's go..."

The two of them used their own brushstrokes and piano techniques, and their bodies were like lightning, and they rushed towards the place where the fire was burning.

Gradually, Tang Yu felt the fluctuations of the surrounding elements, and countless elements seemed to be gathering in the area burning with fire. He was shocked: "Are you a magician?"

Just as he was confused, a figure in black robe slowly rose into the air.

I saw this man raise his right hand high, holding a staff in his hand, and making a strange sound from his mouth.

The elements of heaven and earth gather around him. The less flames, the stronger they are.

Deeper in the flames, there was a petite figure in black robe. He sat cross-legged on the snow, and the flames around him seemed to have no harm to her at all.

A six-string guqin was placed above her knees.

His hands were pressed on the piano, and the sound of the piano was gurgling, like rain hitting the banana leaves. In the sound of the piano, the invisible magic power was circling and knotting. The flames were stirred by the sound of the piano and began to dance in the air.

This feeling is like someone is blowing a fire, and the flames are jumping and retreating in the sound of the piano, which is really gorgeous.

Tang Yu stared at the magician holding a magician, but he could see clearly that this person was Xuanyuan Xuefeng, the four monsters in Wuling, with the highest cultivation level.

And that petite figure in black robe...

Isn’t it Ji Sunxiang’s aunt?

He couldn't help but feel a stern in his heart. Judging from his attitude, it seemed like a confrontation.

Have the Four Monsters of Wuling become enemies with the Ji Sun family?

"Cong, Cong, Cong!" The sound of the piano was not exciting, but it became denser. The dense sound of the piano made the flames even more crazy. But when the balls of fire rolled over from afar like mercury, the rolling heat waves had already hit.

In the heat wave, countless zither blades flew and burst, and a huge mottled sound came from the air.

Xuanyuan Xuefeng's chanting was even more rapid, and an invisible big net condensed in his chanting. He was in the middle of this big net like a spider.

The woman in black robe smiled coldly, raised the piano on her knees, and stroked the strings with her fingers.

"Clang, Clang, Clang!"

With three sounds of the piano, Tang Yu felt like five thunders thunders, as if the earth was trembling, and his ears actually made a roar, almost losing hearing.

The magic power in his chest seemed to be sealed with ice and could not be activated at all. He took more than ten steps in a row before he stood firm.

At this time, in the blazing flames, three zither knives were as white as snow, emitting a dazzling light.

The blazing fire was cut into three pieces by three waves. The blade was particularly blunt and the knife was particularly slow. The three swords were finished in shape and attacked Xuanyuan Xuefeng.

Xuanyuan Xuefeng's staff was smashed down hard, and a series of earth city walls were erected around him, and the strong smell of earth elements filled the air.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The huge vibration and burst, and the earth walls were cut open like tofu by the sharp sword light.

Xuanyuan Xuefeng's figure burst out, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out of his mouth.

At this moment, three figures had appeared around him.

These three are Chen Yuxiang, Ding Rui and Yan Su.

All three of them used their pens, and they all used paintings. The pen tip spread out in the air. The brush swinging technique of Wuling landscape painting was rippling and magnificent.

However, these three pen lights, when they met the three zither knives, collapsed instantly, and ink traces sprinkled in the air. The ink color quickly invaded.

Wherever the ink color was covered, the originally raging flames were instantly annihilated. The world soon darkened.

Xuanyuan Xuefeng's scarlet lips suddenly opened his mouth and roared.

"ah……"

A sound is high and a silent sound wave is formed behind it. Under the swell of magic, this sound wave swept through great energy.

Even the energy waves that are aroused by this sound wave can be seen clearly through the naked eye.

This looks like formal magic, which uses extremely profound resonance principles.

Finally, the attack of the three zither knives began to slow down, and gradually began to collapse in the resonance of the sound waves. At this time, the four monsters and four men in Wuling had already surrounded the woman in black robe.

The woman in black robe looked like an ancient well. The piano in her hand suddenly stopped and she laughed: "The four monsters of Wuling are so brave. They dare to spy on the secrets of me, Shiraishihara. Do you think you can treat the monks of Da Chu like grass?"

Xuanyuan Xuefeng and the other four looked very nervous. Facing this woman in black robe, no one dared to be careless at all.

Chen Yuxiang said: "Aunt Ji Sun, the original work of my Wuling "The Map of the River and Mountains" was taken away by you. Today, my four brothers are here to challenge you. It is natural, so how can I find a glimpse?"

The woman in black robe smiled coldly and said, "The "Picture of the Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is the secret book of the Saint School. You and the other four have long become heretics of the Saint School. What qualifications are there to get this secret book?"

She looked up slightly, with a proud look on her face, and said, "Besides, even if you want to get it back, you can't rely on your words. With the cultivation level of the four of you, are you worthy of asking for something from me?"

Chen Yuxiang's face turned red, and Ding Rui smiled. He said, "Aunt Ji Sun, you should treat him with admiration for three days. Today, we have not yet decided the winner, so why do you need to be so arrogant?"

The woman in black frowned slightly and said, "Is there no winner? That's too simple!"

Her hand slightly raised, and a ball of ink in the palm of her hand was pitch black. The thick ink turned into a long dragon, and suddenly rose into the air and rolled over to Ding Rui.

This volume released a huge heroic and desolate aura, and the ink seemed to turn into a brush, sweeping across the land and invading a country.

Tang Yu watched this scene with no explanation.

He thought that his understanding of the painting path had already reached the hall, but when he saw the painting path of the woman in black robe, he could see her hand, and the ink traces were sprinkled like an antelope hanging on the horns. Various painting techniques were naturally integrated into it, and the atmosphere was so great that he could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

"This is the technique of the map of the country and mountains!"

Ding Rui's pen was scattered in the air, and he did not dare to snatch his tips lightly. He quickly retreated and used the paintings of the Wuling Landscape School, trying to disperse the ink dragon in front of him.

Chen Yuxiang and Yan Su came to help, and the three of them took action at the same time. However, the Mo Long rolled and contained powerful magic power. As soon as the pen tip of the three of them was exposed, they were ruthlessly crushed by them.

Soon, the three of them were in a hurry. Xuanyuan Xuefeng raised the staff in his hand again, and the wooden elements gathered. Soon the fallen leaves were flying in the sky. Each fallen leaf was as sharp as a knife, and countless flying knives burst into the air...

It was such a death battle. The four monsters and four Wuling did not gain any advantage over this aunt Ji Sun.

Tang Yu couldn't help but feel awkward in his heart.

That day, outside the Wuling Saint Hall, Lu Shouxun appeared but failed to leave the four monsters of Wuling. Xuanyuan Xuefeng showed his power and forced the Dongguo family and Ji Sun family to be embarrassed.

But today, facing Aunt Ji Sun, the four of them worked together, and it seemed that they were still unable to catch up. So who is Aunt Ji Sun? Is she so strong?

Gradually, the white fish belly appeared in the sky, and a battle still had no intention of ending.

Tang Yu was able to see the attacks of both sides more clearly, but the other party's cultivation was too high, far beyond Tang Yu's understanding of the Four Arts, but even so, he felt that he had benefited a lot.

"ah……"

With a muffled groan, Yan Su suddenly retreated, and a thick black ink dyed on his chest, and he flew backwards towards Tang Yu.

Tang Yu was shocked, raised his hand, and a wisp of string shot out, saying, "Sir Yan..."
Chapter completed!