"Mr. Danqing, you must not force anything. It's yours. It's not yours, it's not yours." Xiong Dijie smiled faintly and said, "It's too late to say anything now, so let's do what you see first."

When he opened his mouth, Xiong Feiba snorted: "Xiong Dijie, according to the regulations of his ancestors, there are two ways to go to Bazu Cave. Let's go one by one to see who will go to Bazu Cave first."

"It's good, so let's go our separate ways. But Feiba's cousin, I still want to advise you. The king of the Southern Chu State is not that easy to do. Seeing that when you were a child, you always followed me and chased my brother's friendship, I would like to advise you, "Don't argue with me anymore. You can't argue, and you can't afford to fight!"

Xiong Dijie said this sincerely, as if he was reluctant to let go of his brotherhood with Xiong Feiba, but in fact, it was more contempt. Xiong Feiba had a feeling of being shorter in front of Xiong Dijie. When he heard him speak like this, his face immediately said: "Xiong Dijie, who can enter the ancestral pool, but I think that the ancestors will definitely not protect those who have forgotten their ancestors!"

"What did you say?" Xiong Dijie stepped forward, and his murderous intent enveloped Xiong Feiba and said, "If you dare to say nonsense again, I will let you be buried in this ancestral land today and shut your mouth forever!"

"Just because of you, Xiong Dijie, are still far from it." Liu Zhongyu sneered, and he stepped forward, with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "If you dare to speak again, I will make you unable to speak in the future."

"Yes, I want to see what you have." Jin Yujie, who was standing beside Xiong Dijie, sneered, and saw the magic tricks in his hand pinch, and a flying sword with two colors of gold and jade flew up from his small Qiankun bag and instantly enveloped his head. The flying sword with two colors of gold and jade instantly showed a strong light in the void, forcing people's eyes to not dare to look directly.

And just as the person's eyes turned involuntarily, Jin Yujie and the two-colored flying swords had disappeared without a trace. Liu Zhongyu looked at the empty space in front of him, and his face changed.

"Invisible Sword Technique!"

As the Danqingweng spoke, his eyes suddenly looked into the distance and said, "Ah. What is that?"

Almost the moment when Danqingweng spoke, Xiong Feiba, Liu Zhongyu and others looked in the direction where he was talking at the same time.

Fang Ling did not turn his head at this time. The reason why he did not turn his head was because his heart was full of surprise. After entering this strange place, a tour picture appeared in his mind again.

Lushan tour map!

According to the location of the Lushan Tour map, their current location is an unknown small slope in the western part of Lushan. It’s just that the world changes, and this unknown small hill has become a mountain.

Lushan, is this the Lushan Cave Heaven that An Chengming mentioned?

This should be a hillside in Mount Lu. The scenery is good and there seems to be no danger. It is a good place to practice. If you build this place into your own place of cultivation, wouldn’t that be...

Just as various thoughts flashed in Fang Ling's mind, a dangerous feeling suddenly rushed into his heart. At the moment when this feeling came, Fang Ling didn't even think about it, and his thoughts flashed in his mind. The Dragon and Tiger Mountain Blessing Map suddenly rolled up and directly involved him in the Blessing Map.

After staying in the Longhu Mountain Blessing Map for a moment, judging that the danger had passed. Fang Ling collected the Longhu Mountain Blessing Map for a moment and was about to see who was sneak attacking him, but an unbelievable scene appeared in front of him.

A hole the size of a fist broke out on Liu Zhongyu's chest. His long, originally flowing hair seemed extremely messy at this time. Xiong Feiba, who was protected, had his head cut off at this time. A golden elixir the size of a finger was desperately trying to escape under the protection of a treasure flag.

But in front of the golden elixir, a red net was emitting rolling flames, gathering towards the golden elixir.

The purple light emitted by the treasure flag was constantly invaded by the flames emitted by the net. In just a moment, the purple light disappeared more than half. Xiong Feiba's soul in the golden elixir roared loudly: "Danqingweng, Fairy Cen, you were hired by my ancestor at a huge price, how can you..."

The red net was controlled by Fairy Cen. Jin Yujie and Liang Siying quickly attacked Liu Zhongyu. As the most wise disciple of Wen Jianzhai, Liu Zhongyu was definitely not inferior to Jin Yujie in terms of cultivation methods. It can even be said that he was stronger than Jin Yujie.

But at this time, under the attack of Jin Yujie and the others, he could only use the flying sword that was like a terrifying bird to keep resisting. As his flying sword continued to collide with a mysterious fire purple dragon hammer from Liang Siying's envoy, his face became paler.

Blood flowed down from his body like running water.

Xiong Dijie and Di Qingjie looked around with a scrutiny look, and they naturally wanted to find Fang Ling. The moment Fang Ling appeared, Di Qingjie shouted in a deep voice, and a surging sword light rushed towards Fang Ling frantically.

The moment the sword light flew down, Fang Ling felt a violent destructive force rushing towards him. Fang Ling's thoughts flashed, his magic tricks were pinching, and the demon-control banner was unfolded. Hundreds of black smoke were like long snakes, blocking the sword light.

The black smoke once blocked Zhu Yunying's Red Sun Sky Fire Sword, but it was directly cut off by the falling sword light. Di Qingjie's sword looked like the most ordinary magic weapon flying sword, but his sword light fell, cutting off all the black mist.

These black fogs are formed by the gathering of the true essence of Xuanpin*. Ordinary magic weapons are entangled by the black fog and are difficult to break free. Now, they are actually cut off by Di Qingjie's sword.

The great sword light makes people feel distressed.

"Fang Ling, today I will let you die under my sword's breaking all the magic!" As Di Qingjie spoke, the sword light that was originally like a mountain and a land suddenly turned into endless swimming fish and flew towards Fang Ling quickly.

What is this method to break all the methods with one sword?

Fang Ling couldn't figure it out for a moment, but he didn't dare to underestimate Di Qingjie. He snorted coldly, pinched the magic tricks in his hand, and five blood-red skeletons flew out, turning into the size of a millstone, blocking Fang Ling's face.

And over there, Xiong Dijie said with a hint of elegance: "My dear cousin, since you feel you are dying with your eyes open now, then I will tell you why. Senior Brother Danqing, why, why is it better for me?"

"Since Junior Brother Xiong said that, I will introduce myself." Danqing Weng laughed and said to Xiong Feiba's Jindan: "Young Master Feiba, it's not that I betrayed the promise of Xiong Ri Ancestor Xiong Ri, but that Xiong Ri Ancestor really has no vision."

"In Xia Mi Dongli, he has been a disciple of the Hantian Sect since he was a child, and his master is Liu Qiushui."

Danqingweng was actually a person from the Hantian Sect. Although he was dealing with Di Qingjie's attack, Fang Ling couldn't help but be shocked. Danqingweng, as the first casual cultivator, has been famous for many years. Xiong Ri and the others asked him to help Xiong Fei fight for dragons in the ancestral land, and would not fail to investigate him.

But he didn't expect that he was actually from the Hantian Gate, and he was also a person who grew up in the Hantian Gate since childhood.

"This... how is this possible? According to your experience, have you come from a small family and you have come to this day step by step?" Xiong Feiba obviously had some understanding of the origin of Danqingweng. At this time, he heard Danqingweng's words and said in disbelief.

Danqing Weng laughed and said, "This is all the arrangements of the family teacher. Except when I encounter difficulties, my mentor will help me solve them. The master has never contacted me in the past 150 years."

Liu Qiushui, very deep thoughts.

One hundred and fifty years ago, Liu Qiushui might not have supported his disciples to participate in the plan to compete for dragons in the Xiong family's ancestral land, but he had already begun to arrange chess pieces. Xiong Ri was defeated by Liu Qiushui's plan this time, and it was not unfair to lose.

"One hundred and fifty years ago, our Xiong family is really not unfair! But I still don't understand a little bit. Fairy Cen, you are from Cai and have nothing to do with Nan Chu. Why did you sneak attack me!" Xiong Feiba's voice began to feel a little desolate, but in the end, he became extremely excited.

Fairy Cen's face was still blocked by the veil. Listening to Xiong Feiba's words, her palm that had originally pinched the magic tricks and stopped gently for a moment: "Young Master Feiba, although I am the descendant of Cai Guo Yufeng Valley, I had already been worshipped by Hantian Sect ten years ago, and my family master gave me the name Cen Mingying."

"Cen Mingying among the four heroes and five heroes! You are really Cen Mingying among the four heroes and five heroes!" Xiong Feiba's voice was full of shock. He did not expect that this woman surnamed Cen was actually Cen Mingying.

Two of his four assistants were from the Hantian Gate. How could he not fail? It can even be said that he had already lost so much as the matter began.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that your Xiong family would be so unreliable." Liu Zhongyu spitted out a mouthful of blood again when he almost urged his true energy. When the blood in his body was flowing, he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. When the blood in his body was flowing, he was at his death.

Although his swordsmanship soared into the sky, without the support of *, he was still dead. Therefore, Liu Zhongyu's words were also a little sad, and he was even more unwilling to accept it.

Cen Mingying did not answer Xiong Feiba's question, but her faint expression had already told everyone that she was not joking with anyone. The red net bag was squeezing towards Xiong Feiba even faster.

"Bang!"

With a shock, Xiong Feiba's golden elixir finally couldn't support the erosion of the rolling flames and exploded in the void. The rolling golden clouds surrounded Xiong Feiba's soul and wanted to rush out of the net pocket, but the burning flames were not known to be what made of it. They let go of the Jin Yun who came from the heavy attack, but Xiong Feiba's soul could not escape. (To be continued)
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