Zhutian Avenue

After decades of wind and rain, the Chivalry Gate is vicissitudes, and it is one of the few factions that has not repaired the station.

But in the meantime, don't have a flavor.

Yundong Liu led them through several corridors to a small courtyard.

With an apologetic smile on his face:

"Too many people in recent days can only bother the two women to share a room ..."

"Where did Heroes say that? Our sister came out and disturbed me."

Bai Xian'er smiled slightly, his eyes were half-bent, looking playful.

"The two women are taking a break. Yunmou goes to cook some tea for the two, and the food comes."

Yundong Liumu did not squint, and gave a slight gift.

"A pot of tea is good, and our sister also brought dry food."

Bai Xianer returned a gift:

"There's a hero Lao Yun."

Yundong Liu smiled bitterly and turned away.

They waited until his back disappeared, and hurriedly entered the room.

The decoration of the rooms is simple and simple, but it is extremely clean and obviously cleaned.

Squeak ~

Bai Xianer closed the door, and then he was slightly relieved.

At this time, the chivalry gates were mixed with dragons and snakes, and the masters on the floor did not know how many of them, and the two of them were walking here, which was too exciting.

If it was found, Mo said it was her, and Wushuang feared that it would be planted here.

"Sister-in-law did a good job, after all, she was experienced."

It is unparalleled, just smiled slightly, without the slightest nervousness.

"Shimei is not afraid."

Bai Xianer wiped the seat, let Wushuang sit down, and gently pinched his shoulders for himself:

"This time the Chivalry Gate has gathered so many martial art decent people. It's too dangerous for Shimei to come here?"

From the entrance of the chivalrous gate to this house, she felt the breath of no less than ten masters of Qi pulse, so she had to be careful.

"This chivalrous gate is from Feng Qingxuan, and I naturally come."

Wushuang please pull a trace of long hair, said lightly.

"Holy ... Feng Qingxuan is trying to save himself by breaking down the rivers and lakes, so why is she a sister?"

Bai Xianer was a little puzzled.

Although she knew that Wushuang wanted to compete with Feng Qingxuan for the supremacy of the Sovereign Demon Sovereign, but she did not say that this time the demon was still strong and powerful, it was to pass on the throne.

Without overwhelming the martial arts of several other Dafa kings, it is impossible to compete for supremacy.

It's too early to compete at this time.

"The War Demon Heart Sutra is the strongest sacred skill of my sacred sect, but it can't beat my Bailian Heart Sutra before raising the trend, but if he succeeds, it will be harder to limit ..."

Wushuang chuckled, his eyes faint:

"That Feng Qingxuan wants to break through, how can I tolerate him?"

"Sister Mei wants to destroy this?"

Bai Xianer's heart jumped a little, and she was a little scared: "Sister Mei, you said that this is the meaning of Lord Mozun ...

"What about Mozun knowing? A loser won't care about Master Mozun."

Then, Wushuang tapped the desktop lightly:

"Even the purpose of my downhill may not be unknown to Mozun!"

"what?"

Bai Xianer was startled: "So, then we ..."

"Sister, you have been in the mud pond for too long, which is not good."

Wushuang's voice is a bit cold:

"I hope you can make progress after this, otherwise ..."

"What Shimei said!"

Bai Xianer turned white and forcibly calmed down:

"What does that girl want to do?"

She knew that no matter what Wushuang wanted to do, she had to follow it to the end.

A man with two sides and three swords, even in Mozong, cannot hang on.

"The War Demon Heart Sutra must be upright, and naturally it is to be upright and upright! These martial arts people only said that Feng Qingxuan was afraid of Yun Haitian, but he never thought about it. He was in a position to wait for Yun Haitian's injury to heal and to restore his fullness ! "

There is ripples in Wushuang's eyes, and the corners of his mouth rise slightly after the veil:

"He wants to be grand and upright, and he's saving up, but I'm not as good as he wants!"

"Shimei wants to do something to Yunhaitian?"

Bai Xianer frowned slightly.

Yun Haitian has become famous for many years and has a strong record. Many of the masters of the Zhou Dynasty who died under his command have had a lot of battles with the King of Chong Lian Fa and did not die. After that, he also fought with the beggar king Wang Jianglong several times.

It can be said to be the first person in the well-deserved vein.

Where does Wushuang have such confidence.

"It is not only martial arts that can defeat a person, but the damage of the soul is even more painful than the physical body ..."

Wushuang said something lightly, and suddenly tapped his finger on the desktop.

Bai Xianer suddenly heard.

"Two women, the tea is ready."

The sound of Yun Dongliu sounded outside the door.

A smile appeared on both sides, responding softly:

"King Yun invited in."

........

Three rounds of red sun embellish the blue sky, and the sea of ​​clouds rolls.

The land of the Zhongzhou Plain has an open terrain and vast expanse of good land. Many large rivers, including the Dalong River and Lancang River, flow through the land like a rushing fury dragon.

The Dalong River, Changlong River and Lancang River were the three largest rivers of the Dafeng Dynasty.

Nourishing and irrigating Dafeng's seventy-three states, hundreds of cities, and countless fields, it can be called Dafeng's river of life.

These three rivers cross the north and south, with few intersections. The only place where they meet is Wanzhou Lake in Zhongzhou!

Wanlong Lake has a length of 6,300 miles from east to west, and 3,400 miles from the widest point in the north and south. It is the largest lake in Dafeng and even the world.

It speaks of countless fishermen and countless good fields along the coast.

boom!

Rumble!

The turbulent river was rolling in, like a dragon returning to the sea, and boundless waves splashed under a towering mountain peak in the center of the lake.

This peak is called Wanlong Peak.

It is in the middle of Wanlong Lake and has been baptized by countless rivers for many years. It is a famous mountain in the world.

And who occupies this mountain is one of the Dafeng Zhengdao School, the Dragon Bird School.

According to legend, this sect is a sect handed down by the Lord of the Dragon Sparrow seven hundred years ago, but unfortunately 700 years have passed and all the wind and rain have blown away.

Although it will not be reduced to the third-class martial arts, it is long gone.

There are not many children in the family. If it is not for the contemporary leader Cao Zhan's vitality, he will be in the top ten, but I am afraid that even Wanlongfeng cannot keep up.

Wanlong Peak, Long Que before the mountain gate.

Step on

A black dragon boot stepped on the white stone floor, and came to the gate of this queen bird.

"On the top of the thousand feet, Baiyupu has not changed for seven hundred years through the Shili Mountain Gate. I really don't know what the style of that dragon-knife master was then."

The breeze blew up the black giant salamander, Feng Qingxuan overlooked the turbulent lake below Wanlong Mountain.

Behind him, the two thin swordsmen in black, without a face, were silent.

"Yingyi, call the door."

Looking at the mountain gate in the distance, Feng Qingxuan spoke softly.

"Yes."

One of the black swordsmen behind him responded hoarsely, taking a few steps forward, making a sound of rustling like golden iron:

"Where is Cao Zhan?"

boom!

Under the spread of turbulent air, the sound waves oscillated on the White Jade Square, blowing into the Longque Mountain Gate like a wild wind.

"Why, who?"

The disciples in front of Longqueshan Gate only felt dark before their eyes and almost fell to the ground.

Cao Zhan!

Cao Zhan!

The mighty echoes echoed like thousands of people shouted in the gate of Long Queshan.

"Who? Who?"

"It's so ambitious, who's coming!"

"Call the name of the doorkeeper, I'm afraid the visitor is not good!"

Many of the disciples and elders in the queen of the queen's gate all changed their faces when they heard the sound.

Sonic echoed for dozens of miles, even if such masters are not as good as their masters, I am afraid that they are already congenital masters of Qiqi.

"Sure enough I found it ..."

Cao Zhan suddenly stood up in the main building of the Dragon Sparrow, looking dignified.

"The host knows who is coming?"

A gray-haired old man looked ugly and seemed to remember a name.

"It's time to come, in the end it's here, and luck is indeed a must."

Cao Zhan sighed suddenly.

At this time, there is no need to say who is coming to him.

He also knows the party initiated by the Chivalry Gate Yunhaitian, but he was unable to pull his face to seek refuge in the Chivalry Gate because his disciples had a bad relationship with Yunhaitian more than ten years ago.

Just feel that the world is so big, that Feng Qingxuan may not come to the door.

unfortunately.......

"Feng Qingxuan, the Son of Six Prison Demon!"

The white-haired old man breathed quickly:

"Master, you go quickly and let the old man come to resist!"

"That's too late."

Cao Zhan shook his head and stepped away from the door:

"Elder Wang, take your disciples down the mountain. After this day, I will not be able to keep the dragonfinch at Wanlongfeng."

As he approached the door, he stepped down and added:

"If you can't escape, protect Sun En, he is my last hope for Lone Sparrow Gate!"

"Master!"

The old man with white hair stepped up to catch up with Cao Zhan, and stopped in front of him: "No, the master, the dragon bird gate can't live without you, without you, my dragon bird gate has no hope."

"Elder Wang doesn't have to say much. His goal is me. If I don't see me, Longquemen will be removed from the arena today."

Cao Zhan shook his hand and pushed the old man away.

Step out of the gate.

"Master!"

As soon as he left the gate, a small figure rushed over.

It was a kid about seven or eight years old. He was chubby, with a big brain and a wooden knife in his hand.

"Enr."

Cao Zhan touched his apprentice's fleshly face, and he was also reluctant.

Immediately hardened and pushed him away:

"Sun En! Go down the mountain with Elder Wang!"

call!

As soon as the words came down, he stepped out, and the undulations of the figure had already emerged from the gate of the child's cry.

"Master!"

Sun En cried.

"Enr!"

The gray-haired old man picked up the child.

He turned to look at it, and saw the air roaring outside the gate, and it was already turned in.

I can only sigh and turn to gather the disciples, pack up a few items and prepare to go down the mountain.

The rivers and lakes are always cruel, even if the martial arts martial arts itself, if no masters sit in the town, once they fall, they will be removed from the rivers and lakes.

Wan Longfeng, occupied by Longquemen, did not know how many martial arts eyesight, without Cao Zhan, they could not keep it.

If they don't leave early, they will be wiped out.

Such a thing, I do not know how many times since ancient times, he naturally will not understand this truth!

What's more, there is no reason why the demon acted.

If you don't run away at this time, there will be no chance.

Above the White Jade Square, Feng Qingxuan gently wiped a trace of blood from her face, shook her head slightly, with a pity:

"It seems that the finches are really lost ..."

"The queen knife ..."

Cao Zhanxi looked at Wenlong's broken knife in his palm, grinning with a sigh of blood.

But he still did not retreat, his body shifted, the broken sword splattered heavily, and he forced the two swordsmen who wanted to pounce on the mountain gate!

"Not dead yet ..."

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"Let's go ..."

boom!

In front of the turbulent Baiyu Mountain Gate, a touch of light shone like a morning star, and the light like a big sun burst suddenly.

Thirty feet in the sky!

Like a meteor falling to the ground, pouring down towards Cao Zhan.

Where Daoguang passes, all tangible and intangible things are torn by extreme sharpness!

Ten dozen feet away, Cao Zhan has felt that unparalleled edge.

But he did not avoid, did not retreat, did not retreat and greeted him, and the slashing sword flickered, and the two black swordsmen were forced back.

It's stabbing ~

In the sound of cracks, blood spilled into the sky.

Between the roaring air, Feng Qingxuan's long sword returned to her sheath, and her expression was dull:

"To cut the grass, we need to get rid of the roots. Chickens and dogs don't need to stay!"

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