Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 155 In front of the Sword Qi Hall in Dongmu Mountain
"What a high mountain!"

Yunying raised her white and fat little hand, pointed at the towering Dongmu Mountain, and said while looking up at her pink and jade-carved face.

Jiang Yan and his group walked in front of Dongmu Mountain, and they had already arrived in front of the archway at the gate of Dongmu Mountain. The archway was quite dilapidated. The original white archway turned black and gray. The strokes are not complete, full of dilapidated colors.

The disciples guarding the memorial archway were already dressed in white at Mount Hua. Seeing Jiang Yan, the two disciples hurried forward and saluted Jiang Yan respectfully, "I have met the master and all the masters."

Zisu walked beside Jiang Yan, and asked with a cold face on her pretty face, "Li Hantong, are the Jin Yanzong people on the mountain?"

Li Hantong raised his head and glanced at Zisu, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and he said with a hint of anger in his tone, "Master, the Jin Yanzong group is really arrogant, when Junior Brother Lan and I came down , They are challenging the elder brother, and they don’t take my Huashan fourth-rank sect seriously."

Zisu glanced back at Jiang Yan, and said urgently, "Master, Ning Qian is in trouble, let's go up quickly."

However, Tang Wan looked at Li Hantong and continued to ask, "Hantong, who are the sects who came to the rally this time?"

Li Hantong recalled it and said with a little uncertainty, "Huasheng Temple, Tiannan Sword Sect, Jin Yan Sect, Luoyan Sect, Pingqing Temple, and a sect that uses swords, the disciples just know They are from the Eastern Qing Prefecture, and several fellow disciples don't know their names."

Tang Wan turned her gaze to Jiang Yan, and said with a hint of urgency, "Brother, the four major and third-rank sects are all here, let's hurry up."

The four major and third-rank sects have all arrived. Even the weakest of the four major sects, Xijian Sect, the suzerain is still in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Ning Qian, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment, is afraid that the suzerain of any sect will make a move. Not much can handle it.

Jiang Yan held Yunying in his arms, turned his footsteps lightly, and floated towards Mount Hua, "I know you are worried about Qian'er, but it's only in the middle stage of foundation establishment. If Xie Wenyuan doesn't take action, Qian'er can still handle it , Even if Xie Wenyuan made a move, wouldn’t there still be Monk Kong Se and Tiannan Jianzong?”

Although the tone of his speech was relaxed, Jiang Yan still quickened his pace, his figure was erratic, and he was more than ten feet away in a blink of an eye, walking up to Mount Hua.

Seeing Jiang Yan's erratic posture, Zisu's eyes flashed a trace of envy, and she asked Tang Wan with eagerness in her tone, "Uncle Wan, Master seems to have practiced a new posture, I don't know if this is What body technique? The disciple seems to have never seen it before."

Tang Wan stepped slightly, and the figure flashed, and appeared more than ten feet away, and said in an ethereal voice, "This is Huashan's movement method, which is higher than the Zongdi Golden Light Technique, and it is taken from the Yunlan Demon Realm. The double ability of Apparatus Grass and Illusion Technique, named Apparition, Zisu, if you want to practice, you have to hurry up to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment."

"Cultivate well, master uncle is very optimistic about you." Mu Yun's laughing voice sounded beside Zisu, but seeing the fat Mu Yun's figure turn around, he also performed shape-shifting, and appeared in ten eyes in an instant. It's a few feet away.

"Boom..."

"Buzz..."

In Dongmu Mountain, in front of the Sword Qi Hall, on the Martial Arts Stage.

Ning Qian and Xu Mingyuan are fighting fiercely.

Behind Ning Qian, there are a group of Huashan disciples in white clothes. Behind Xu Mingyuan, there are Jin Yanzong and a group of cultivators from Nanping Prefecture. At the entrance of the main hall of Jianqi Hall, there are Wen Tingshi and Monk Kongse. Beside them are Pingqing Temple Monk Daozhi and Zhuge Shang from Xijianmen.

Monk Daozhi lowered his head and asked Monk Kongse, "Little Martial Uncle, how can a second-rank sect in Huashan have such an outstanding disciple? Just relying on his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment, Xu Mingyuan of the Jin Yanzong can't beat him."

There was a slight smile on the Wenrun face of the empty monk, and he said with a joking smile, "Dao Zhi, if Ning Qian is only in the early stage of foundation establishment, he will naturally be defeated. Didn't you hear that Donor Wen was in the main hall just now?" A cry of surprise?"

Monk Daozhi frowned, and said in surprise, "First-rank talisman master!"

Wen Tingshi on the side was watching the battle on the stage while explaining something to Zhuge Shang beside him.

"Zhuge, this matter is very difficult. I am afraid that Tiannan Sword Sect will not be able to protect you. If you can hug Huasheng Temple's thigh, you will go to Huasheng Temple to find shelter. My head Senior brother won't blame you for anything." Wen Ting said with his brows slightly blown, and his face was rather dull.

Zhuge Shang was obviously taken aback, and said in a tone full of surprise, "Senior Wen, you have made your brother succeed the suzerain, isn't the suzerain Senior Fang Yin?"

Wen Ting frowned, but when he thought of his master, his face darkened again, and he said in a rather resentful tone, "In the battle of Yuncheng Realm, the family teacher has fallen, and this matter is no secret. Tiannan Sword Sect is no longer the former Tiannan Sword Sect, you should have prepared for the matter of going to Huasheng Temple, the great Buddha."

A trace of astonishment flashed across Zhuge Shang's face, "Senior Wen, isn't the sapphire seal of your clan only able to be absorbed by alchemy cultivators, Brother Ling..."

"Speak up!" Wen Tingshi coldly interrupted Zhuge Shang, and turned his gaze to Yanwutai.

Being scolded by Wen Tingshi, Zhuge Shang didn't show any embarrassment on his face, but turned his eyes and glanced at the empty monk beside him, thinking about something in his heart.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

Like a blue torrent, behind Ning Qian, countless green wood arrows shot straight at the barrier with a bright golden light. Behind the golden barrier was Xu Mingyuan, who was swinging his long sword very fast.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

Ning Qian raised his right hand flat and pointed at Xu Mingyuan at the other end of the martial arts stage. The green wood vine behind him transformed into green arrows one after another. The huge number of arrows connected end to end almost became a continuous stream of green. Continuously hit the light curtain formed by the golden flow sword.

Elder Xu Mingyuan's face was pale. So far, he has never made a single move except for his defensive posture of wielding the golden flow sword. Although the Huashan youth in front of him only has the strength of the early foundation establishment, this kid's magic technique matches his hands. The second-grade spiritual weapon is enough to resist himself, a mid-foundation cultivator.

"Ding ding..."

Ning Qian finally stopped and almost bombarded Xu Mingyuan's Jinliu sword. Since the beginning of the scene, the green wood arrows transformed by the green wood vine have reached nearly half a thousand. Xu Mingyuan's Jinliu sword finally couldn't hold on anymore. Even if it is the green wood arrow transformed by the green wood vine, the golden flow sword can't stand it anymore.

However, relying on continuous blows to defeat the opponent, it is difficult for the third-rank sect present to feel the feeling of killing chickens and monkeys. Now that he has figured out Xu Mingyuan's true combat power, Ning Qian decided to launch his newly practiced one-style Qingmu without hesitation. archery.

"Boy, you don't have enough spiritual power." Xu Mingyuan glanced at the golden flow sword in his hand, saw the large and small pits on the blade, his face was full of anger, and he said in a blustery tone.

Xie Wenyuan frowned, and looked coldly at Ning Qian, who was calm and calm, and suddenly there was a hint of doubt on his old face. After all, Xie Wenyuan had lived for a hundred years, and his knowledge was not comparable to that of Xu Mingyuan, so seeing Ning Qian who was originally in the upper hand Qian stopped his offensive and stared suspiciously at Ning Qian on the stage, worrying that this kid might have some powerful skills.

Ning Qian raised his left hand up to the same height as his right hand, and clasped his palms inward, a faint cyan brilliance began to slowly condense between the palms he was holding. Looking at Xu Mingyuan, who was full of sarcasm, Ning Qian Said word for word.

"Xu Mingyuan, since Ning Qian entered Huashan, he has been wearing stars and wearing moons. He dare not forget his responsibility as a disciple of Huashan for a moment. Master has something to say, those who stop me in Huashan will be killed without mercy. According to my heart, I will kill you In front of this sword qi hall. Master Kong Se said, you, Xu Mingyuan, are enough to be a pawn driven by Huashan, and today I will help Master weigh it to see if you, Xu Mingyuan, have the qualifications."

As he spoke, the blue brilliance on Ning Qian's palm became brighter and brighter...

Xu Mingyuan took a step forward, raised his right hand upwards, and the golden sword flew in the air. The golden blade began to emit a gorgeous golden light. Seeing the blue light shining on Ning Qian's palm, Xu Mingyuan frowned involuntarily. This kid condensed the Fajue through the gap between his words, did he really think he didn't know, and kept doing two things, Xu Mingyuan also took advantage of this gap to condense the golden flow sword energy.

"Boy, what nonsense are you talking about? You are a bullshit little pawn. The fall of Huashan is imminent, and you still dare to talk nonsense." Seeing the Jinliu sword floating in the air, Xu Mingyuan said with a sinister look on his face. The suppression just now made Xu Mingyuan He was quite angry and wanted to tear Ning Qian apart to vent his anger.

Ning Qian raised his palms, and a blue brilliance floated into the air, heading towards Xu Mingyuan.Pushing out this blue brilliance, fine beads of sweat oozed from Ning Qian's forehead, and he began to pant heavily. It seemed that this small circle was stronger than the stormy rain of blue arrows just now. It took a lot of effort.

"Qingmu Zhuyue!" The eyes of several Huashan disciples in the audience shone with pride, bluffing in alarm.

"That old guy is feeling a little uncomfortable. Eldest brother moved Qingmu Zhuyue." Wen Song looked at the blue circle in the sky and said with envy in his eyes.Most of Huashan's original disciples have seen Tang Wan perform this trick, Qingmu Chayueyue. With his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment, he was forced to retreat from the heroic appearance of Xixia sect cultivators in the later stage of foundation establishment.

"Whizzing……"

Ning Qian's right hand suddenly moved forward, and the green wood vines behind him transformed into a few green wood arrows, flying straight towards the blue circle flying high in the sky.

With a lift of Xu Mingyuan's right hand, a wave of golden spiritual power came out of his body and sank into the high-altitude Jinliu sword. The Jinliu sword began to shake, and there was a burst of clanging sound, which shook the eardrums of everyone in the arena.

As the golden flow sword continued to shake, waves of ripples visible to the naked eye centered on the golden flow sword and gradually spread to the surroundings. The ripples reached the cyan circle, arousing a surge of spiritual power on the surface of the cyan circle, and then Spread far and wide.

"Golden sword clanging!"

Xie Wenyuan looked at his junior brother and frowned tightly. When did Xu Mingyuan master this move of the golden sword? You know, this is close to the second-grade sword skill, but he has never taught it to him.

Seeing the suspicious look on Xie Wenyuan's face, Monk Kongse smiled triumphantly, and whispered something to Monk Daozhi behind him. Monk Daozhi walked a few steps slowly, and when he reached Xie Wenyuan's side, he said the Buddha's name in his mouth, full of words. He said enviously, "Sect Master Xie, when will your Jin Yanzong also have this second-rank sword skill, so that the younger brother has already..."

(End of this chapter)