I am above the long river of time, overlooking the eternity!

Chapter 16 On the big day, someone came carrying the coffin!

Fulong Mountain!
It was a happy day, and the host and guest were chatting and laughing happily. They all wanted to see what the person who inherited the mantle of the 'Jade Flute Sword' looked like.

But don't want to!
There were more than ten men in black who were accomplished in martial arts. They broke into the mountain gate from the foot of the mountain and made several Fulong disciples' heads fly up. Blood splattered three feet. It was a great joy and a great mourning!
"Bold!"

"court death!"

Qi Yan, the 'Fulong Fist', and Qi Wen, the 'Cloud Chuan Leg', who maintained order in Fulong, were at the banquet, entertaining the guests.

Seeing the self-proclaimed "Aspirational Sect" laughing and killing the son of Changtian, unscrupulously, I was first shocked, and then furious!
"The remnant of the Qingding Sect? How dare a dog that has lost its family dare to act so arrogantly!"

"Stop uttering wild words!"

The two of them attacked together without hesitation. Qi Yan's fist was as real as a tiger's and leopard's thunder. Qi Wen let out a loud shout, afterimages appeared under his legs, and he even kicked out an air blast from the air!

The two marrow refiners showed no mercy and were so cruel in their hearts that they wanted to beat the kid to death for provoking the master's wedding in order to intimidate the others!
However, the punch was strong and heavy, and before it hit the face, Xiang Changtian heard a disdainful voice:
"Two old men have lived most of their lives in vain!"

"You have mastered the marrow refining technique to this level without even a trace of the master's will. You will never understand that there is a spirit in your fists, hahahaha!"

Before the laughter stopped, the coffin made a roar and was thrown to the open grassland next to Changtian. Then his sleeves shook, the air flow surged, and a mouthful of toad breath was sucked into his stomach. At that moment, his eyes widened in anger, and he suddenly Yixiao:
"roll!"

The strength became a gang and it came out from the body. This roar was like a liger from the mountains entering the forest. It instantly cast a layer of haze over everyone's souls, and even their breathing was suffocated!
"There is energy in the heart and spirit in the fist!"

The two of them were shocked. They felt that Xiang Changtian, who was dressed in black robes, was inexplicably fierce. He stumbled suddenly, his power was gone, and they looked at each other in shock for a moment!
"Xiangding Sect Xiang Changtian. Has he become a grandmaster?!"

Originally the guest seat, the leader of the Haijig Gang, one of the famous sects in Yanyun Prefecture, the black-faced man who had just spoken suddenly stood up from his seat, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Back then, Wang Duan asked Xiang to be the leader of the Sect and beat Xiang to death, Crossing the River Dragon. You were the one who claimed to be the acquaintance of Xiang Sect Master eight times. Now that the father is dead and the son is here, tsk tsk."

The Taoist priest beside him stood up with a hint of ridicule.

But if you look carefully, you can clearly see that the Taoist known as the 'Iron Whisk' slowly tightened his grip on the weapon, with a look of inexplicable fear on his face.

At that time, the aspirant sect was at the peak of its power, and he was known as the great master of Yanyun Prefecture.

Whether it was the leader of the Sea Whale Gang, 'Guojiang Long', or the 'Tie Fuchen' of the Star Sect, they were all close friends and were known as fateful brothers when they were at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period.
There are not many people who look like these two long-famous marrow refining experts.

The expressions of half of the guests in the hall changed. At this moment, their eyes were wandering and they did not dare to look directly at Xiang Changtian.

In response to this, Xiang Changtian smiled coldly and spoke in a gloomy tone. He stepped across the courtyard in two steps and stepped into the courtyard grandly. He looked at the crowd of warriors and the Fulong disciples who gathered around him to form a formation. It was like seeing chickens and dogs:
"Do you think that I will never come back to the Triumphant Sect?"

"Today, Xiang will tell you what it means to endure humiliation and bear the burden for more than ten years, and there is no way to know whether he will make a comeback!"

"None of you can leave today!"

The words have not yet fallen!

A chilling, sharp-edged hidden weapon suddenly shot out, causing Xiang Ding, who was arrogantly holding his hands behind his back, to warn him in his heart. He suddenly dodged to one side in a flash, only to be able to avoid it.

And behind him at his feet.

The slender iron pen was inserted straight into his original position, and even the force was so strong that it caused the bluestone to shatter and the soil to fly. The power was terrifying!
"." Xiang Changtian suddenly raised his head, looked at Xu Kui, the 'Judge Pen', who was stooped and silent, flying from the eaves, and gritted his teeth:

"The old immortal has not been buried yet?"

"Never mind!"

"Back then, you followed Wang Duan and stepped through the gate of my aspirational mountain. Today, I will tear down your body to sacrifice to my father!"

Bang, bang, bang!
Xu Kui's face was gloomy, and he used his footsteps in mid-air to make three sonic explosions in a row without falling to the ground.

He looked at Xiang Changtian who roared, his back arched, his eyes fierce, and the veins in his arms bulging. Fear flashed in his eyes, he snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeves in mid-air!
Whoosh whoosh!
The invisible hidden weapon 'Judge's Pen' rained down like pear blossoms, causing Xiang Changtian to have to warn him in his heart. He could only dodge left and right, his face changing frequently:
"The old immortal was considered a number one figure back then. He held a pair of judge's pens and looked around, and that's how he gained the reputation of being a master. But now that he's old, he's using some hidden tricks. Aren't you afraid of being poked in the back when you die!" After that, his eyes flashed. He was wandering around, looking at the fearful and enemy-like eyes, he pinched his palms and sneered:
"I don't think you can get off!"

Swish!
His figure exploded out like a cannonball. Without the demeanor of a master, he rushed into the circle of Fulong disciples, like a tiger and a wolf entering a flock of sheep. Every palm and every punch that fell was a life, just like cutting off a life. It's as simple as grass, splattered with blood!

Xu Kui had no choice but to stop the small hidden weapon flying out of his sleeves, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

He is old.

Wu Fu was never convinced, and his energy and blood began to decline after his fiftieth birthday, not to mention that he was already over seventy.

People over seventy are rare in ancient times!

This Xiang Changtian is in his prime and is a master. If he doesn't use hidden weapons to deal with him and fight to the death, if the battle lasts for a long time, he will definitely be beaten to death!

"It came too fast," Xu Kui looked toward the backyard and murmured with a frown.

Wang Dongxuan failed to become a master.

It's hard to fight.

Thinking of this, Xu Kui's mood fluctuated several times and his face was complicated:

"That's all."

He suddenly tensed up, his inner energy surged up, he put his five fingers together, and suddenly shouted:
"All the elders and disciples, form an encirclement formation and join me to kill this beast!!"

After saying that, the thin body punched out boldly and fell from the air. The disciples who rushed in one after another suppressed Xiang Changtian!
Many guests felt sad and some wanted to leave.

However, the area affected by Xiang Changtian is too large, and some people are afraid that if they just lift their feet, they will become a bird in the lead and lose their lives in vain.

Chaos in the front yard!
Only at the table from the 'Kunwu Sword Pond', the disciples remained calm and composed, just observing.

Just because
Among them, there are also masters!
"Uncle Master, who do you think can win?" Su Mo, the young master of Jianchi in brilliant clothes, was very interested.

And hear him.

Gao Huan, the master known as the 'Flying Feather Sword', placed his sword horizontally on his lap and closed his eyes to rest.

"'Judge Pen' Xu Kui is old and frail, and the master who calls himself Xiang Changtian is full of energy and is in his prime. Even if there are disciples from Fulong Mountain who are the horns of each other, it is estimated that they will not be able to capture him without paying a heavy price."

"not to mention"

"If the Grandmaster leaves, who can stop him?"

He shook his head, as if the situation before him was doomed.

But immediately, Gao Huan's eyes suddenly opened.

In his perspective.

On the side beams, there was a tall woman with a ponytail and a black scarf over her eyes. The sword in her palm was like stars, filled with evil aura. She suddenly flew up and headed towards the sky!

The sharp pressure even made him feel on pins and needles.

And look at it carefully for a moment,
His eyes were stunned at first, and then he became murderous:
"Witch!"

"You are indeed here!"

(End of this chapter)