Martial Arts Supreme Cultivation System

Chapter 332

Hearing this, a flash of understanding flashed across Luo Jianxun's face. Sure enough, he said that with the current strength of the Iron Fist Sect, how could they dare to come to the Xiaoyao Sect alone to cause trouble? Without Luo Jianxun's intervention, just Jose Kong and the three of them would It was enough to prevent the Iron Fist Sect from entering Northern Hubei Province. It turned out that it had Zhenyue Palace as its backing.

Thinking of Zhenyue Palace, Luo Jianxun frowned slightly. Compared with Zhenyue Palace, the Xiaoyao faction is still too bad. Although the former has become weaker and weaker in recent years, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. It is also a top sect that can compete with Zixiao Palace and Bodhidharma Temple.

Although, without special circumstances, it is impossible for Zhenyue Palace to stretch out its hand too long, ignoring the power of Zixiao Palace in northern Hubei, and attack the Xiaoyao faction, but in the same way, if Zhenyue Palace really wants to attack the Xiaoyao faction, Luo Jianxun Still more or less troublesome.

Now, what puzzles Luo Jianxun is that even if the Iron Fist Sect is merged into the Zhenyue Palace, the Zhenyue Palace will not go all the way to attack the Xiaoyao faction for the sake of the Iron Fist Sect. It can prompt Zhenyue Palace to attack the Xiaoyao faction.

More importantly, Luo Jianxun was not surprised by the appearance of Iron Fist Gate, Uncle Qingyang Mansion, and even Zhenyue Palace. After all, they could all be regarded as opponents. It is far away from Kunlun, but it is also the number one sect in the Jianghu. It may be inferior to the top sects like Zhenyue Palace, but it is also a powerful sect, far better than the Xiaoyao sect.

This kind of sect doesn't need to look at the face of Zhenyue Palace. Luo Jianxun doesn't understand why it is involved in this matter. Regarding status, Zixiao Palace would definitely not let them mess around, but with the addition of Baiyun Nunnery, Zixiao Palace must also consider it.

Having said so much, in fact, it was just a thought that flashed in Luo Jianxun's mind. He closed the book in his hand, "Oh, it seems that Iron Fist Sect really came prepared this time. Where are they now? Have you arrived at the Vulture Palace?"

"No." Luo Sangqing shook his head when he heard the words, "They didn't come here this time, and they didn't dare to go up Misty Peak. They are now setting up camp outside the stone formation, waiting for you to go down, senior brother? If the senior brother doesn't go down to see them , they will block Misty Peak and prevent people from entering or exiting."

"Heh!" Hearing this, Luo Jianxun sneered, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he laughed angrily, "Isn't this what those innate warriors did when they made things difficult for you? Why, they're doing it again now , I really thought that the Xiaoyao faction was still the old Jiangcheng other courtyard. Well, since they are so impolite, then I want to see how confident they are that they can eat my Xiaoyao faction. Sang Qing, send an order to let Everyone will come with me and go down the mountain to meet these guys, how many catties are there?"

"Yes!" Luo Sangqing clasped his fists after hearing this and quickly issued the order.

Under Misty Peak, there were crowds of people, wearing various clothes, standing neatly in front of the rock formation, and built a few simple reeds. In the largest and most empty reeds in the center, they were doing work at the moment. Seven or eight people sat at the head, a middle-aged man holding a folding fan, and opposite him was a middle-aged nun in an apricot-yellow robe. through.

Under the two people, the first person on the left is a middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes and extraordinary equipment. Different from the people dressed as warriors around him, this man is gorgeously dressed, like a rich man, but It was Honglie, Prince of Qingyang, who had invaded the Xiaoyao sect several times.

And the one on the right is an old man with white beard and white eyebrows. His face is wrinkled and his eyes are very cloudy. Wearing a wide sleeve robe, he looks even thinner and thinner, as if half of his body has been buried in the ground.

In addition to the four of them, there were a few people sitting on the chairs among the reeds. Seeing that their aura condensed into one piece, they were all masters of the innate realm.

I saw that everyone was sitting safely in their respective chairs. Suddenly, there was a burst of hearty laughter in the forest. The laughter was like a thunderclap on the flat ground. It woke everyone up instantly, and there was a whoosh. , Everyone stood up from their chairs one after another, and with a flicker of their figures, a few afterimages came to the front of the chaotic stone formation.

"Hahahaha, fellow martial artists came all the way from afar, and Mr. Luo did not greet him from afar. It's really rude. Please forgive me, fellow martial artists. Luo is here, so I can't help you."

Hearing this, the nun's face changed slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she said in a low voice, "This man has such a strong internal force, there are many mountains and forests here, and there are strange rocks blocking him, but his voice can be like the tide." Generally speaking, it comes slowly without any signs of stagnation, and in terms of internal strength alone, Poor Ni is not his opponent."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man next to him couldn't help but think in his eyes. He and Jiaoyun are no more than equal in strength, and he is of the Kunlun lineage, and has always been good at internal skills. She said that she is inferior to the other party. His strength really shouldn't be underestimated.

Like this, after a while, everyone saw a group of people walking out of the chaotic stone formation, the leader was a young man in blue clothes, holding a green bamboo, with a long black hair tied with a The root hair is bound, and when the breeze blows, the whole body exudes a kind of elegance and ease that looks like a fairy.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but their eyes brightened, and they secretly thought that Luo Jianxun, the head of the Xiaoyao School, was just as the rumors said, like a banished immortal, in terms of such a demeanor, he really deserved the name of Xiaoyao.

I saw Luo Jianxun leading the crowd all the way to a distance of about ten feet in front of them, then stopped, arched his hands and said, "My next Luo Jianxun, I have seen the hero Hu of Zhenyue Palace, Mrs. Jiaoyun of Baiyunan, and Qing Uncle Yang and Luo have dealt with each other several times, Luo will not say much, but this one, seeing that you are not weak in cultivation, and you walk like the wind, you must be the elder of the Iron Fist Sect, Senior Huang Yunhe , I have been admiring for a long time."

"Since everyone has already arrived at the foot of Misty Peak, why don't you go to the Vulture Palace? If you speak before this mountain gate and spread the word, those who don't know will think that Luo has neglected you, saying that my Xiaoyao Sect can't entertain guests?"

"Hmph, Luo Jianxun, don't be hypocritical and hypocritical. Don't you know why we came here today? You are not a guest, so don't pretend to be your master." Huang Yunhe shouted.

(End of this chapter)