The goddess of the goddess

Chapter 93 Qixia Pavilion 1
Stepping over the leaves that were trampled by the martial arts fighters who went to the top of the mountain first, the group arrived at Yixiantian, the one-armed suspension bridge without talking all the way.

What I didn't expect was that there were still so many people standing here, but none of them dared to approach the suspension bridge, and they heard the complaints from the crowd from a distance.

"Oh, I didn't expect that this year would still be difficult!"

"It's all my fault for not being good at learning!"

"It took more than 20 years to hold a martial arts conference. It is a sacred place that people in the Jianghu dream of, but I have no chance to see it!"

"What a pity!"

"How about I try it?"

There were still bold people in the crowd, but before he reached the edge of the suspension bridge, he was frightened back.

"Brother, you came late and missed the scene just now. You really scared me to wait!"

"Do you know who fell off this drawbridge?"

"This is the next head of the Diancang Sect, but in front of all the heroes in the world at the head succession ceremony, he lost all face, Mr. Liu Xian!"

As soon as these words came out, the face of the bold man changed suddenly, and he took several steps back.

"Although Liuxian Xiaoer is a scum in the martial arts world, his lightness kung fu is really good, and he is a direct disciple of the old head of the Diancang sect. Not to mention his lightness kung fu is proud of the world, he can be regarded as a high-ranking figure in the martial arts world. To be buried under a cliff is really..."

For a moment, there was no one around the noisy Yixiantian Suspension Bridge.

At this moment, You Feng and his party walked slowly, and the expression of the defeated Wulin people was shocked.

What a beautiful person!

A group of five people are all handsome, with extraordinary temperament and refined appearance, and the young man in white at the head is the most outstanding.

I saw her in white clothes that were more than snow, with fluttering sleeves, walking step by step, but she was as light and elegant as riding the wind.

He has a light and slender figure, a graceful and aloof demeanor, and his cold eyes seem to be able to see through the bottom of his heart.

Everyone was shocked again, what a magnificent young man!
Most of these martial arts people are reckless men with little culture. They don't know what words to use to describe this young man who has attracted their attention.

Seeing her stunned like a wooden chicken, such a character makes people feel ashamed just by taking a look at them!Seeing her approaching, he consciously gave way to a smooth path.

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted loudly, "She is An Murong, An Murong who is said to be very good at arithmetic!"

It was so quiet here that everyone heard the shout.

Everyone's eyes widened at once. Is she An Murong?With a mysterious identity and a mysterious appearance, An Murong that no one has ever seen?
Qing Li frowned slightly when he heard the word "Analytics", no wonder he thought he had heard this name before.

You Feng walked through the crowd step by step, turning a blind eye to the envious and adoring gazes, his face was indifferent, without any disturbance.

Immediately, the earnest gazes of the worshiping crowd were filled with admiration.

Qiao'er and the others can only feel helpless in their hearts. If this group of blind worshipers knew the true nature of the young lady, they would definitely feel broken!

Seeing Qingli's bland but handsome face at the side, he didn't expect this guy to have a personality similar to Miss.

An Murong's name was spread and gained a lot of brain-dead fans. The first step of the plan was a success!Youfeng will not be delayed among this group of people.

Continuing to walk forward, what she was thinking at this moment was, is this suspension bridge really that powerful?

The sky gradually revealed bright light, which was more than ten poles wide. The whole bridge was covered by fog for many years, and even the wind with the best eyesight could not clearly see the situation on the other side.

No matter how good your lightness kung fu is, you have to touch the ground and pass by!

This is a narrow and old bamboo bridge, which can only accommodate one person.

The dense fog under the cliff is lingering, and the bottom is not bottomless. The bamboo bridge is blown by the wind again, making a slight creaking sound from time to time. Coupled with the visual effect, it makes people feel timid before approaching. No wonder These people are blocked here.

Not long after they walked to the suspension bridge, they saw two big white eagles flying over the bamboo bridge, circling around, as if they didn't feel tired, they circled and whined from time to time, making their hearts palpitate.

"One-line innocence is the ultimate hurdle to test whether people in the martial arts are qualified to enter Qixia Pavilion. The unattainable peak of the sky alone makes many people deterred. This bamboo bridge has been here for almost ten years. I don’t know if there is something wrong. fall, but after so many people trampled on it, it is estimated that it is not far from breaking!"

Qingli's understatement made Youfeng feel a cold war in his heart, the former martial arts leader is really perverted!

The grand martial arts conference is held in a remote area, which is not conducive to the development of society and the circulation of goods, and is this ghost place brought by people?
In the midst of endless complaints in his heart, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a person behind him gliding quickly, the purple figure was as light as a bird, and flew to the opposite bank without touching the ground.

It just so happened that the sun came out at this time, dispelling the thick fog, and we could see the opposite bank at a glance.

You Feng looked over in surprise, but only faintly saw the corner of the purple clothes.

"It's amazing!" Without waiting for Youfeng to sigh, Qingli beside him said it first with infinite admiration.

With an attitude of admiration, Qingli put his hands on his eyebrows and tried to look through the layers of mist, but his eyes were sore before he gave up, and he sighed in his mouth, "This is simply not human!"

Youfeng was hesitant to let Qingli go first, but unexpectedly he spoke first and said excitedly, "Brother An, let me go first, idol, wait!"

Looking at the purple figure that was about to disappear on the other side with bright eyes, he hurriedly raised his breath and flew across the suspension bridge. With a few toes on the ground, he jumped up and crossed the suspension bridge in an instant.

Yuan Yuan, who had been watching him for a while, praised him rarely, "Qinggong is not bad!"

Youfeng glanced at him indifferently, with the inhuman lightness skill before, now, Qingli's Swallow pours water... It's not worth it!

"How long do you want to watch the show?" Inquired and calculated the length of the suspension bridge, pulled the rope of the suspension bridge with his hands to estimate its strength and how much weight it could carry, thought for a while, and called Zhou Naughty Boy to come out to help.

"Hey, girl, let's go!" Zhou Urchin was still wearing the plain white clothes, but now there were a few small cloth bags hanging on it.

The movements were neat and windy, and the footsteps crossed the bamboo bridge briskly and quickly, without any pause in the middle.

You Feng was silent for a while, the level of grand master was really not blown out, it was no worse than the erratic purple figure just now.

Youfeng has black lines all over his head, before ignoring his obscene complacent expression.

"Girl, am I better than that guy just now?"

"If you want to make a ranking list of lightness skills in the martial arts, I will definitely be ranked first!"

"You think so too?"

The old man with white hair and childlike face jumped up and down and circled around her, so proud that his tail almost went up to the sky.

(End of this chapter)