Jishengling is the mountain behind Yaoshen Peak, a desolate hill with twenty or thirty well-proportioned deep caves.
This is the place where the powerful people of Yaoshen Peak in the past generations, except for a few who choose to wander around, will choose to retreat and sit here for the rest of their life.
In the open space facing the cave, there is a middle-aged man who bends at 90 degrees, quietly waiting for a response.
There was a faint sound echoing in the sky above.
"It's really strange. If this kid was really capable of killing Ning Yiqiu, he would have been seriously injured anyway. Now he would definitely not dare to challenge Lan Tieqiu.
"But he is safe and sound now. Could it be that Dragon Spear dispatched special operations troops to consume Ning Yiqiu's strength and reap the benefits? That's not right... If so, he doesn't seem to have the strength to deal with Lan Tieqiu.
"In addition, Dragon Spear is here and he will never dare to mobilize combat troops such as fighter jets. Once word spreads, the entire Chinese martial arts world will be shaken and people will be panicked. It is impossible for Dragon Spear to do such a stupid thing.
"But without the support of the dragon spear, what confidence does this boy have to fight Lan Tieqiu?"
In the center of the cliff, from the third row of caves, faint murmurs kept coming out.
"No matter what, Lan Tieqiu needs someone to deal with it." Immediately, the voice changed the subject.
"Second Junior Brother, you have higher qualifications than me and are more likely to make a breakthrough. You can retreat with peace of mind. This time out of retreat, I will use the remaining time to mobilize all the people in Medicine God Peak to search all over China and try my best to refine the great elixir to help
You break through.”
The voice was decisive, and a rickety figure slowly walked out of the cave entrance. His robe was in tatters and covered with mildew.
They retreat and practice wholeheartedly, and basically don't pay attention to the dirt on their bodies.
Every once in a while, someone will naturally send Bigu Pills to replace meals.
It seemed that he hadn't moved for a long time, his rickety figure's joints creaked, and his whole body was extremely stiff.
After moving for a few times, he jumped twenty or thirty meters high. His whole figure fell heavily to the ground, and his clothes were broken.
"Uncle." The middle-aged man quickly took off his robe and put it on the old man who looked like a skinny skeleton in front of him.
Just like the secret technique used by Sikong Ming, the old man fumbled around on his body a few times, took out a silver needle from an ancient needle bag, and stimulated many acupuncture points.
Like a dead tree blooming with spring, his muscles bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye, peeling off pieces of dead skin, revealing smooth and delicate skin. His long and messy white hair quickly broke away, giving birth to a full head of black hair.
His energy and spirit have returned to their peak state twenty or thirty years ago.
Xiao Yangqing was in great condition after using the Secret Technique of Spring from Dead Trees. He raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man, and thought for a moment, "Are you Cheng Qing?"
"Yes, uncle."
"After nearly ten years of separation, your strength has only improved this much?" With a strong sense of dissatisfaction in his words, Xiao Yangqing snorted coldly, "The corpse is a vegetarian. It's no wonder that the Medicine God Summit is in the situation it is today, and you are bullied.
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Cheng Qing looked embarrassed.
"Senior Brother, be careful, but it's really not possible. You can leave the green hills without worrying about having no firewood." A faint voice came from a cave.
"Second Junior Brother, don't worry, I know how to do it...
"It's best if both that man and Lan Tieqiu are harmed. I'll take advantage and kill them all! We at Yaoshen Peak don't have to pay any price.
"You should practice hard. I have everything to do with the outside world..."
Xiao Yangqing's voice was decisive and her eyes were filled with cold light.
Now that he is out of seclusion, he cannot allow any party to take advantage, including Lan Tieqiu who takes advantage of the situation! Xiao Yangqing also has some killing intent.
He immediately stopped caring about Cheng Qing and rushed towards the Qianfeng Hall.
"Zhou Huayang, a prodigy? If you are truly a prodigy, don't let Lan Tieqiu get seriously injured by talking about it! Only then will you be worthy of the name of a prodigy.
"When Lan Tieqiu got the Hanjiangfeng, he had already killed countless warriors of the same level. His family's Jiang-Slaying Sword Technique is so domineering and unparalleled that he shouldn't even be able to deal with a junior!
"At that time, I will suddenly attack Lan Tieqiu and kill him directly! After the dust has settled, Dragon Spear has not mobilized a large force. I will rush to Beijing to talk to Mr. Ge!"
Xiao Yangqing was planning everything with a sneer on his face.
Soon we arrived at the backyard of the Taoist temple. With a few leaps, we were already standing on the top of the Sutra-Tibetan Pagoda in the side hall, overlooking the entire square.
With just one glance, Xiao Yangqing's expression changed drastically.
Lan Tieqiu's momentum overwhelmed the entire audience, and he slashed out countless fierce sword auras with his sword. With the blessing of the wind's momentum, each slash left long and deep knife marks on the ground.
However, opposite him, Ling Ran came out of the dust, a handsome young man who looked like a banished immortal, strolling in the courtyard, as if he had seen through all his sword moves, either easily dodging them, or seeing through the flaws, and with a single finger, he defeated the sword energy with all his strength.
Which one is strong and which one is weak can be known at a glance.
Zhou Huayang seemed to understand all of Lan Tieqiu's weaknesses.
In addition to King Rongwu's three hundred years of fighting skills and experience, it was also because Lan Tieqiu's River-Slaying Sword Technique was also one of the thousands of martial arts that King Rongwu mastered and was familiar with.
Zhou Huayang easily knew the flaws, weaknesses, and various factors, which gave him a natural advantage.
Defeating ten guilds with one force? With Lan Tieqiu's strength, not having the upper hand is a shame in itself.
However, Lan Tieqiu has not used the spiritual weapon yet.
Zhou Huayang seemed to sense the gaze and turned his head slightly to look at Xiao Yangqing.
Still dare to get distracted? Now!
Lan Tieqiu, who was a little aggrieved at first, was ecstatic in his eyes. He opened his left hand and pulled off the red cloth wrapping the knife, and the cloth strips flew up.
A domineering and ferocious sword with a ringed head was revealed. The blade was surrounded by energy, and a faint blood mist was generated and disappeared.
"One move determines victory or defeat, you shouldn't be distracted!"
Lan Tieqiu's ferocious laughter resounded throughout the whole process, and the force of the wind shook all directions. He slashed out with his sword, and a sword light hanging from the sky appeared in an instant, and the light overwhelmed the scorching sun.
At this moment, the people watching the battle only had this domineering energy in their minds, as if it was not Zhou Huayang who was killed, but each of their hearts.
When the sword was cut halfway, countless stinking blood mist poured out, making people faint.
Xiao Yangqing was shocked by this sword. If he was in another position, he couldn't stop it! It's terrible!
This powerful sword will kill people if it is not used.
"River-cutting sword technique, a sword across the river? When did it become so powerful?" Xiao Yangqing couldn't believe it. He had dealt with Lan Tieqiu before. Even if the opponent's strength increased greatly, it was impossible for him to use this technique to this extent.
One degree.
"It has something to do with the sword-wrapped cloth! This blood mist is so weird, it doesn't come with Han Jiangfeng and Zhanjiang Dao Jue at all!"
Xiao Yangqing showed a trace of pain, because this blood mist contains a mental attack. Once the knife is completely cut off, not only him, but everyone present will suffer varying degrees of mental damage!
"Zhou Huayang is dead!" His last thought flashed across his mind.
But all he saw was that where Zhou Huayang was, a faint light bloomed on his hand. Compared with the light of the sword, it was the difference between a bright moon and a pearl of rice.
But Xiao Yangqing was shocked, attracted by this light, and couldn't take his eyes away.
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