It was cold at the end of the year. At some point, heavy snow began to fall in the Huashan area, and it was falling half a foot deep... 〗w0. The steep mountain roads on weekdays seemed increasingly difficult to move. If you don’t pay attention, you will be in danger of making mistakes and it is difficult for the gods to save them.

Just above this steep and difficult mountain road, an old man in green robe suddenly appeared, leaving a shallow mark on the snow, heading towards the top of the mountain. The man's hair and beard were white, but his figure was extremely agile. In a short while, he had climbed more than a hundred feet high.

Suddenly, the old man in green robe suddenly heard it and said to a mountain corner: "Is it Brother Feng? I haven't seen him for many years, are you safe?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man wearing a white robe, with a high nose and deep eyes, and his hair and hair were also white, appeared from the corner of the mountain and said to the old man in green robe: "After having been separated for many years, Brother Yao is still in style!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, very sharp.

Seeing that the old man with white beard and hair were also white, the old man with green beard couldn't help but sigh: "Fifty years have passed, and you and I are old! On the top of Mount Hua, Huang, Brother Feng, Brother Seven, Brother Duan and Master Chongyang competed for swords here. Now I think about it, it really seems like the next day!"

When the old man in white robe heard this, he silently said for a moment, and he also thought of the past. Fifty years have passed, and the top of Huashan is still like this. However, the young man who was full of energy at that time has become an old man with white hair and beard, which is really touching.

The old man in green robe sighed a few words and was about to invite the old man in white robe to go up the mountain together, suddenly he saw a black dot coming up from the bottom of the mountain. His body flashed and he kept getting bigger. He couldn't help but smile and said, "An old friend is here again!"

As he was talking, the man had already arrived in front of the two of them quickly and laughed: "Huang Laoxie, Ouyang Feng, what are you doing here? Are you waiting for me, old naughty boy? Hehe. The old naughty boy doesn't have such a big air, let's go together!" As he said that, he jumped in front of the two of them, and quickly moved up. The person who came was ridiculous, and it was the old naughty boy Zhou Botong.

The old man in green robe and the old man in white robe were Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng. The two met by chance on the mountain road and had a conversation, and were rushed over by Zhou Botong. They looked at each other and used their light skills at the same time to chase Zhou Botong. However, the martial arts of the three people were almost the same, and the light skills were also as if Zhou Botong had a step ahead, but it was difficult to catch up.

"Old naughty boy, I haven't seen you for many years, and your kung fu has improved a lot!" Seeing that you were unable to catch up with the old naughty boy for a while, Huang Yaoshi said behind.

The old naughty boy likes to hear this the most. He slowed down and said, "Of course, who is my old naughty boy? Isn't your martial arts better? You guys are not as good as me now!" As he said that, he blew his hair and was very proud. He was simple by nature and had no worries in his life. Since he got along with Yinggu, he has been with Fang Zhixing and others in Chixia Villa for many years, and he has been taking many great supplements such as jade honey, snake gall essence, and his hair and hair have turned color from all white to half black and half white. Since he saw Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong's hair and hair and hair have been white at Yang Guo's wedding last time, he has been content with this. His usual messy hair has become a little more neat.

Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng looked at Zhou Botong's half-black and half-white hair, and had to agree. Many years ago, Zhou Botong had already had a silver face. At this time, his appearance had not changed at all. His hair, beard, eyebrows, etc. were half-black and half-white, and he looked younger than before. Although this appearance had little to do with the level of martial arts, it meant that Zhou Botong was full of energy. When fighting, his strength would be more lasting, so he naturally had a greater chance of winning. Zhou Botong had already fought with both hands and took advantage of his moves. The two thought that their martial arts were more diligent, but they were not sure if they could beat this person quickly. In the end, Zhou Botong's winning odds would become bigger and bigger, and he could say that he was better than him and the two of them could be said to be.

"The Kung Fu of Quanzhen Sect is indeed worthy of being the authentic Xuanmen!" Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng looked at each other and thought to themselves. When they first fought for the Huashan Sword Competition fifty years ago, Zhou Botong also watched, but they were not qualified to play at that time. After Wang Chongyang's death, Ouyang Feng and Huang Yaoshi had confronted Zhou Botong one after another, but they were only a few dozen kung fu, so they could completely defeat Zhou Botong. But when it was the second time when the Huashan Sword Competition, Zhou Botong had a chance to fight. Although Zhou Botong was the second time, the sword competition in Huashan Sword Competition was the second time, although Zhou Botong was in trouble.

However, the internal strength is still a little worse than the two, but with the help of each other, even if the martial arts in the "Nine Yin Scriptures" are not weaker than the two. Now that they are in the third Huashan Sword Contest, the two have improved their skills, but judging by Zhou Botong's appearance, they have obviously made greater progress, and have vaguely surpassed themselves, and can be called a descendant. What's more rare is that Zhou Botong not only has his martial arts deeper and deeper, but his energy is also better than his peers, and can be regarded as a model of cultivation.

But even so, Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng are not easily admitted defeat. They have been striving for excellence over the years, pushing their own skills upwards, and are both determined to confirm with others to see what they have achieved. If Zhou Botong has not made much progress in his moves, he is afraid that the outcome will not be known in comparison.

Thinking of this, Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng were very competitive and became more interested in this Huashan sword contest. They kept walking and quickly moved up with Zhou Botong.

Although the three of them were fast, they were not the first one to arrive. When they reached the top of the mountain, an old man with white hair and ragged clothes stood up and laughed: "Where is the sun coming out today? Are you three going to compete for foot strength again?" In the words, they talked about the old story of Zhou Botong just leaving Taohua Island decades ago and competing with Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng for foot strength. That time, the three of them did not decide the winner, and this time it was obviously not yet decided.

"Brother Seven, I didn't expect you to come first. The three of us were late!" Huang Yaoshi smiled when he saw this person.

The old man was Hong Qigong. When he heard what Huang Yaoshi said, he laughed and said, "Old beggar had a centipede in Huashan nine years ago and kept muttering in his heart. This time, I came here first. Why did you guys arrive so early?" Now that the heavy snow had just stopped, the three of them had already arrived up the mountain, and it was obvious that they were ready.

"The stinky beggar has arrived, how can we not come?" Ouyang Feng said coldly. He and Hong Qigong were the most disagreeable. Years have passed, and although the hatred in his heart has subsided, the verbal words have not changed at all, and he began to choke as soon as he came up.

Hong Qigong laughed and said, "Stinky toad, you haven't died for so many years. It's really a disaster that has left thousands of years! I thought you couldn't come to the Huashan Sword Competition!" He and Ouyang Feng had met at Yang Guo's wedding a few days ago. They were very noisy. Now when they meet, they are fighting again. (To be continued)

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