dejected fairy

Chapter 67 Seeing Chen Ji Removes His Armor

"Prince Ping?" Zhang Shouxin's expression changed slightly, and he said, "He is notoriously greedy for money and lustful."

"Sun Zhengyao uses it for fame, and King Ping should promise it for profit!" Xue Youshen made up his mind, and no longer hesitated, "Go to the treasury and take out the Yinghuo knife."

Zhang Shouxin was startled, but couldn't help but said: "Master, why do you still have to..."

"You also think that I am going my own way and lost my mind?" Xue Se frowned deeply, and wanted to reprimand, but then thought of something, and shook his head again, "Forget it, you are already the chief, and you will inherit the position of head teacher in the future, see You will know after reading the classics and dossiers, let me reveal something to you first."

Zhang Shouxin was taken aback.

"Every few hundred years, there will be a catastrophe in the world." Xue Se took a deep breath, "We mortals are born with deficiencies, and we have no power to resist the catastrophe. Only the divine way can resist the catastrophe!"

Zhang Shouxin became more and more puzzled: "Since it's been hundreds of years..."

"Do you know that the thrones of emperors from all directions in this world are logically not complete, because once the gods from all directions are present and the world is consummated, it means that catastrophe is coming! The emperor of Xishan ascends the throne, which is a sign of catastrophe! If you don't protect the divine way , Once it is affected, it will be too late to regret it! Now there is an order from the Shinto, and we shall carry it out. If you want to take it, you must first give it!"

Xue Xi sighed deeply: "This destroying tiger is my certificate of honor from Huangliang Dao!"

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, Xue Seshen ordered back and forth, the entire Huangliang Road was full of movement from top to bottom, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.

"The person who pretended to be Chen Shiji?"

Chen Shiyou, the second son of Marquis Jingyang, frowned when he heard the news, "This man killed Gu Cangqiong, the elder of Huangliang Dao, the mountain god, and the great priest of the barren man! Such a murderous person I'm afraid it's not easy to get news from him, so let's just forget about it."

There were two people following him, one was a skinny literati named Pinchu, who was in charge of Jingyanghou's Mansion, and had the title of Master Register; the other was a guard of the Houfu, named Jiang Hong, and had the title of Capital.

"How can this be so?" Jiang Hong immediately disagreed: "I am here to find the prince! Since the person pretending to be the prince comes, how can he ignore it?"

Chen Shiyou said with a sneer: "Chen Shiji was pretended to fight a few battles, which made his father Hou Kong happy. He sent several family letters to inquire, but they couldn't find him. How long has it been, and is he still alive? I don’t know which valley rotted under the cliff, and went to accompany his mother.”

Jiang Hong frowned and said: "Second young master, be careful! The first mistress is also your aunt!"

Displeasure flashed across Chen Shiyou's eyes, and he said, "I said the wrong thing, I should be punished." Then, he changed the subject, "Guard Jiang, why don't you go inquire and see if you have a chance to contact the Tiger. Ask for news of your brother."

"it is good!"

Many visitors can feel that the atmosphere in Huangliang Road is becoming more and more depressing.

I don't know where the news came out, saying that the senior elders of the two peaks in this mountain, and the seven most powerful innate warriors in Huangliang Dao, had been killed by the destroyer Chen Shen at the foot of the mountain!

"As far as I know, it took less than an hour for the old masters to go down the mountain to this point! An hour! Even seven pigs, it would take a lot of effort to kill them? Seven peak innate warriors, if you say no, they will be gone? "

Jiang Hong, Qianjin Sanren, He Lu and others were mixed in the crowd, listening to others' discussions, they also felt that the situation was confusing.

Everyone has different thoughts at the moment.

Suddenly, at the edge of the square in the vestibule, a middle-aged man with a shirtless upper body and dragon tattoos walked out swaggeringly, carrying a thick-backed sword, jumped up and down in front of the mountain gate, and disappeared after another move.

"Prince Ping!? Where is he going?"

This person is named King Ping, because he came from the Daning clan, he was extremely talented in martial arts since he was a child, and he became a grand master at the age of 37. Now that he is nearly [-], because of his superb martial arts, he looks like a mature man.

Among the crowd, there was a handsome young man wearing a green shirt, holding a folding fan, Shi Shiran said: "The one held by King Ping is one of the most precious spiritual soldiers of Huangliang Dao, named Yinghuo Dao, which ranks among the world's legendary soldiers. "

"Why did the treasure of Huang Liang Dao get out of his hands? Could it be because of Huang Liang Dao to block the destroying tiger?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was moved.

But before taking any action, many disciples came out to persuade the idlers in the square to return to their houses.

Immediately, someone was dissatisfied and said: "We are not restrained by your Huangliang way!"

Then a disciple of Huangliang said: "Then please come down the mountain! This order is also the intention of the divine court. If you want to disobey it, you don't need to participate in the divine canon."

"Who knows how to use the gods to suppress people, and the fox pretends to be the tiger..."

This man from the rivers and lakes is used to being brave and ruthless, even if he bowed his head under pressure, he would still shout twice.

However, many of them did not live in the mountain gate, so many rooms were crowded with many people, and it was noisy for a while.

But today's Huangliang Dao disciples can no longer take care of getting angry with these people. At most, they send a few outer disciples to guard the door of each wing room, while a well-dressed elite disciple each holds a piece of bamboo. The cards were arranged horizontally and vertically in this huge vestibule square, and then sat down one by one.

jingle.

After a crisp sound, white mist gathered from the mountains and filled the square, as if covering every disciple with a layer of vigorous mist, protecting them inside.

King Ping's movement skills are unrivaled in the world, just after everyone was driven to their respective houses, he has already reached the mountainside, feeling the agility of the long knife in his hand, he is both happy and worried.

"Huangliangdao even took out this thing, which shows that the person who comes is really difficult to deal with. I have to be careful. If I can fight, I will fight. If I can't fight, I will make friends..."

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt palpitations for no reason, and involuntarily slowed down his pace.

In front of him, a young man in a gray Taoist robe was walking in the mountains. King Ping's vision suddenly went into a trance. When he concentrated again, the young Taoist had arrived, his eyes were like water, staring at him!

Surprised, King Ping turned his forward momentum into a retreat. After opening the distance, he raised his long knife and his face was full of vigilance.

A golden light flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes, and he understood: "It turns out that he is a great master. Doesn't it mean that there is no master in Huangliang Dao?"

"This person is called King Ping, but he is not from Huang Liang Dao."

An old voice came, and Sun Zhengyao in a black robe hurried over to Chen Yuan, bowed and said, "Although this man is greedy, he rarely does evil. I hope you will show mercy and show mercy." With his life, after all, there are not many great masters in this world, and they are all pillars of humanity."

"Old man Sun, you..."

King Ping was stunned for a moment, a great master of martial arts, facing the young Taoist, he performed the disciple ceremony!

And you pleaded for mercy before you hit him?What is this number?
He immediately realized the danger, held his breath, and looked at Chen Yuan.

This time, King Ping looked very carefully, and immediately noticed the fierce aura on the opponent, and then the psychic long knife in his hand trembled and let out a mournful cry!
At this moment, other people's swords merged into one, and spiritual thoughts grew, as if he saw a purple-robed Daoist sitting in the void in a trance, suppressing the world, with unparalleled aura, just stretched out his hand, and it fell like a mountain, crushing himself!

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, King Ping took a deep breath, swung the long knife, and stuck it on the ground.

"do not fight!"

The speed with which King Ping conceded defeat was much faster than his body skills.

The people in the mountain gate heard the wind not long after they entered the house, knowing that King Ping rushed all the way and conceded defeat when he reached them, they couldn't help but feel outrageous!

"Why did Prince Ping do such outrageous things?"

The young man in green shirt pinched his fingers and frowned.

Someone noticed his expression and asked, "Young Master Tianji, you have always been meticulous, do you know why?"

"The magical strategy shows that Prince Ping is a clear-sighted person, which means that he has self-knowledge and is not involved in danger." Mr. Tianji's face was shocked, "Doesn't that mean..."

Before the words were spoken, the people standing by the window suddenly became commotion.

Others squeezed over to take a look, and saw a few more figures outside the mountain gate. The leader was wearing a gray Taoist robe with long hair flying, followed by two great masters, Sun Zhengyao and King Ping, one left and one right, walking quickly OK.

"Is this man Destroying Tiger? Look at Haosheng, who is young and handsome!"

"That's Mr. Sun and King Ping? Why do you follow behind like a long follower?"

"To the enemy?"

"It's really Mr. Chen!"

The Qianjin Sanren looked from a distance, recognized Chen Yuan, and looked at He Lu in dismay.

"Is it so fierce? Did Huang Liang Dao really kill him?"

In the next room was Jiang Hong with a look of surprise.

"Why does this person look exactly like Shizi? It's just that his temperament is completely different!"

In front of the mountain gate, Chen Yuan stopped suddenly and looked up at San'e Peak in the distance.

Among the clouds and mist, a grand and magnificent altar can be vaguely seen. It seems that there are several god statues around it, shrouded in a dim light, so it can't be seen clearly.

"That is the altar of the gods? According to Taoist Gui Yuanzi, it is also called the Tiantai. Although the emperor of Xiyue is named Xiyue, his divine court is not on the mountain, but in the depths of the sky. Only through this Tiantai to get in touch."

Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Yuan looked forward again.

At the top of the ancient mountain gate, there are three flamboyant cursives.

Huang Liang said!
Chen Yuan's eyes touched the three characters, and he felt the strong sense of sustenance in it. He seemed to outline a dreamland in a haze, and he had the courage to accept the poor people in the world as his hometown!

It's just that this courage has dried up.

"Pity."

Only then did his gaze pass through the mountain gate.

Sitting upright in the spacious and spacious vestibule is a disciple named Huang Liang, all of them are full of energy and blood, and have good martial arts attainments, reflecting the sect's heritage.

They live in one place, like intersections on a chessboard, each of them is a fulcrum, forming a huge formation!

A light mist enveloped the bodies of the people, and the power of the Taihua Mountain's veins blessed it, forming a shield to protect the disciples.

Pairs of sharp gazes full of hatred and anger focused on Chen Yuan. No matter male or female, every Huangliang disciple wrote their resentment on their faces, entangled together through formations, brewing something.

In the next moment, a majestic artistic conception permeated, entangled, and wanted to suppress him on the spot!

Qianjin Sanren, Jiang Hong and others who were watching from a distance suddenly became upset and irritable.

At this time, Xue Se's deep voice sounded: "Taishan Jun, since you have come to my Taihua Mountain today, don't think that you can leave."

He stood on the stone steps behind the disciples, and he was also protected by white mist, his expression was gloomy, but there was no anger in his words, and there was a deep calm.

"Good momentum! Good spirit! Good will! It seems that you have already made up your mind, so I won't talk nonsense, just broke your heart and suppressed your spirit! See the real chapter in your hand! "

boom!
Thunder suddenly sounded under Chen Yuan's feet, and the entire mountain gate seemed to shake!
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