In front of White Horse Temple.
Tie Xiaoshi, the young gang leader from the Beggar Clan, had a sneer in his eyes.
He looked at the group of beauties in white walking not far away, among them was a sedan. Although the people among them had not shown their faces yet, he already knew who they were.
The young owner of White Camel Villa.
The previous generation's descendant of Huashan Lunjian's Western Poison.
It can be said that this person and this descendant of the Northern Beggar have a sworn feud.
This stems from the entanglement between their previous generations, and also comes from the deep hatred in his heart for the evil leader of the underworld like Ouyang Feng.
Tie Xiaoshi was not the only one to notice the arrival of the little owner of Baituo Villa.
The appearance of thousands of snakes all over the ground has already scared many martial arts people into fleeing in all directions.
"snake!"
"It's the people from Baituo Villa who are here!"
"It's Ouyang Ke!"
At the same time.
A figure appeared again in the distance.
The strong wind in the air exploded like thunder, and Tie Xiaoshi also recognized this person:
"Duan Wang, a member of the royal family of Dali, must have come to Duan Yulou, who was imprisoned by Chen Xixiang in Luoyang Prison. This person is at least as good as me in cultivation and is in the innate realm."
Next.
There are more and more experts from all sides.
People in the martial arts community constantly recognized the identities of various masters.
"Headmaster Yan Chiming of Tianlang Fort!"
"Head Miao of the Gu Immortal Sect!"
"Hero Zhao Zhongyuan who practices the Stone Armor Technique!"
"Wu Mingyi!"
"Han Tong!"
"I have discovered seven or eight innate masters!"
Today, only innate masters are qualified to enter the White Horse Temple to discuss swordsmanship with the real person and compete for the ownership of the immortal-level martial arts "Illustrated Book of the God of War".
A copy of the "Illustrated Book of the God of War" and Immortal Martial Arts has attracted many times more innate realm masters than the original Nine Yin Manual.
Wow~~
The snakes were tightly surrounding Ouyang Ke's sedan. When he got out of the sedan, he looked around and waved his folding fan gently. However, he immediately looked at Tie Xiaoshi not far away and couldn't help laughing. He lightly cupped his hands and said:
"Master Tie Shao, today it depends on whether we can regain our reputation as masters!"
They are all the successors of the Five Ultimate Skills of Huashan Sword Theory of the previous generation, so they naturally attracted the attention of many people.
Tie Xiaoshi responded with an indifferent smile, and his voice was as sonorous as gold and iron:
"That depends on your ability!"
Feng Yizhong watched the pair of Five Ultimate Masters from the side, wary in his heart, regardless of whether he had a chance to win the "Illustrated Book of the God of War" from the real person. Everyone who participated in such a grand event today had the mentality of participating in a major event in the world.
Therefore, his hope of obtaining immortal-level martial arts was secondary. He came mainly to see the martial arts of masters from various sects and holy places.
"Then please post it. Today, everyone gathered at the White Horse Temple and waited for the bell to ring. Chen Xixiang, the real person, was waiting in front of the Main Hall in the center of the White Horse Temple for all those who wanted to get the thick-backed sword to come and fight for it. If you have the ability to get it, all the people will win. It depends on personal ability.”
The head of Sirius Fort thought to himself:
"But if you want to get in front of Chen Xixiang, you have to see if other people agree!"
To put it bluntly, today is a public competition.
Just like the Huashan sword debate back then.
Anyone is qualified to take action against anyone.
Every time one person is eliminated, the chance of the remaining people getting the fairy-level martial arts book is greater.
Not everyone knows exactly how many masters have come to Luoyang, let alone the origins of Meng Zanglong, Jin Jiuwu and others, or even knows nothing about them.
Because among them, Jin Jiuwu was the only one who shot an arrow in the air of Zhou Mansion that day, and not many people knew about it.
In the White Horse Temple.
Chen Xixiang had already entered here early without knowing when.
The space in front of the Main Hall is hundreds of feet wide, and the monks of Baima Temple, who had made preparations early, moved everything they could.
The old abbot prayed silently: "I hope less things will be destroyed."
It’s the time when the sun is at its zenith.
Chen Xixiang raised his head slightly and looked at Tianshi, with his hands behind his back and his Taoist robe hunting.
"The time has come."
A casual wave.
boom!
A terrifying force of sword swung out from the sleeves and robes, passed through the layers of air, and struck the big bell in the temple.
Hit the big bell hard.
clang!
Immediately, a terrifying sound wave, like the Sanskrit sound in the Buddhist Kingdom of the West, spread over ten miles around the White Horse Temple, spreading into the forest, the temple, and every inch of the air.
clang! clang!
The bells rang continuously.
The sound waves spread out layer by layer.
The expressions of everyone outside the White Horse Temple changed at the same time.
"When the bell rings, enter!"
"Let's see who can grab that knife today!"
"There will not be another Wang Chongyang in this world!"
Wu Mingyi, Han Tong, Zhao Zhongyuan, Feng Yizhong and other masters all rushed towards the mountain gate.
call! Whoops!
Each body jumped up, tearing out a powerful howling wind in the air!
But at this time.
Buzz~~~~
For some unknown reason, everyone felt an earth-shattering spiritual power in their hearts, overwhelming their hearts like an overwhelming force.
A tall and heroic young man with black hair also appeared in their minds.
Obviously none of them knew where this young man was.
But the image of this young man appeared in his mind.
"Mongolian Demon Sect, Mongolian Hidden Dragon!"
Someone screamed in surprise, and it was obvious that they knew the young man's identity.
Immediately afterwards, everyone who took the first step into the temple had their eyes dazzled.
A tall and heroic young man in black had already appeared in front of everyone, and was the first to walk towards the Main Hall!
"That is Mongolia's number one young generation, Mongolian Canglong!"
Feng Yizhong was shaken in his heart.
"He is Meng Zanglong!"
"This time there are only a few people in Luoyang City who are qualified to compete with Chen Xixiang!"
Wow!
At the same time, Ouyang Ke, who was continuously performing Qinggong on his feet, saw the heroic black-haired young man strangely appearing in front of everyone, and immediately sneered:
"watch out!"
With a flick of the fan, densely packed poisonous insects and snakes immediately crawled out from the walls and steps of the White Horse Temple, swarming towards the Mongolian and Tibetan dragons that were hundreds of feet away from them.
At the same time, these poisonous insects began to bite and attack other people regardless of their targets!
"What a great Ouyang Ke, this little poisonous guy has perfectly inherited Ouyang Feng's viciousness. He will release poison as soon as he comes in!"
Feng Yizhong was shocked and turned pale. He immediately used the wind of his palm to continuously kill the poisonous insects that were charging in front of him.
Ouyang Ke sneered in his heart:
"How can incompetent and mediocre people be qualified to win the Immortal Level Martial Arts God of War Illustration? The first step in entering the White Horse Temple is to filter out the useless people."
While he was sneering in his heart, he was watching Meng Zanglong as the poisonous insects attacked and killed him.
But don't want to.
"Isn't he afraid of my poisonous insects?"
Ouyang Ke's face was shocked.
Because he found that Meng Zanglong actually didn't look back from the beginning to the end. He just glanced at the poisonous insects that were all over the ground and rushing like a tide.
"Ah!"
One word struck Ouyang Ke's heart like a huge boulder.
Suddenly he felt that under his gaze, the Meng Zanglong transformed into a giant, making him look up like an ant.
Then, this young man was filled with a terrifying and boundless magic power, like a demon god crawling out of the eighteenth floor of hell!
In a single thought, Ouyang Ke felt hopeless that he could not compete with this person.
"How can this person be so powerful? Even my uncle can't give me this feeling."
Ouyang Ke was shocked and horrified.
puff! puff! !
Poof! ! !
Along with this cold cry, all the poisonous insects and long snakes that rushed towards the Mengzang Dragon died suddenly on the spot.
Just like a swarm of ants, they dare not approach the Demon God's range.
Someone who knew a little bit about Tibetan dragons said with a trembling voice:
"That is the supreme magic of the Mongolian Demon Sect—the power of the Heavenly Demon's Secret Book!"
The book on the secret power of demons is a supreme magic scripture that can make people become the king of demons and the god among demons.
The generation of demon Rahu relied on this supreme magic scripture to become the leader of all demons in Mongolia, whose territory was dozens of times wider than that of the Song Dynasty, and even the founder of demons in the world!
With a cold snort.
Meng Zanglong stepped in. Even though there were martial arts masters in the world trying to stop him from behind, he had no scruples at all, as if he was entering a deserted land.
He came today just to find that young real man, and to see if he was really as the outside world said, and if he could be his opponent!
boom!
With a few consecutive steps, he had already left behind everyone thousands of feet away and arrived directly at the center of the temple.
Upon entering, the abbot who was hiding not far from the Main Hall screamed:
"Someone has entered here so quickly! Is this young man so powerful?"
He knew that today there would be many, many martial arts masters from the 108 states of China's martial arts world, which can be said to be all over the world. According to the rules he knew, if these people wanted to enter here, they would need to go through several waves of fights. Someone will come in.
But now, from the beginning, such a person came to the Main Hall and stood in front of Chen Xixiang.
After Meng Zanglong entered here.
And all the masters in the rear have already formed the first wave of competition and fighting because of Ouyang Ke's poisonous insects!
In front of the Main Hall.
Chen Xixiang stands like a solitary peak, standing with his hands behind his back.
When Meng Zanglong appeared in the White Horse Temple, he felt the presence of this young master of the Mongolian Demon Sect.
Hundreds of feet away.
Meng Zanglong also discovered the young Taoist standing in the center.
But in his mental induction, he couldn't feel the presence of Chen Xixiang. It was as if that person had disappeared physically and mentally the moment he closed his eyes, and there was nothing there at all.
But the naked eye can clearly see the figure of the Taoist, standing there like an eternal mountain.
Clang!
The two men's eyes were as sharp as swords, and they were fighting in the void.
Before Ren Baima Temple, there were endless shouts of killing and fighting.
Chen Xixiang and Meng Zanglong did not react at all. The two faced each other like stone statues, as if the other was the only one left in each other's world.
Without him, it's just because in Luoyang City, there are only two or three fingers who can really be regarded as opponents by them.
Jin Jiuwu, Zhu Yi, Meng Zanglong, and this Taoist here.
Apart from this, no one can enter the eyes of the Mongolian and Hidden Dragon.
After actually seeing Chen Xixiang's figure at this time, he found that this Taoist was most likely to be more powerful than the information he had received said.
Meng Zanglong was not surprised, but overjoyed. He had traveled across the Mongolian territory for thirty years, and he had always pushed against the same territory. It was difficult to find a master who could make an enemy of him. This time he came to Luoyang, why was he coming to Luoyang for some immortal reason? He is a martial arts master who just wants to find an opponent to prove his cultivation.
Mongolia is gone.
He came to the Central Plains to look for him.
finally……
Found it in Luoyang!
For Meng Zanglong, today is not a sword discussion meeting to seize martial arts, but a "Tao discussion" place where he wants to find an opponent worth fighting.
A discussion on the level of martial arts!
Meng Zanglong stared at Chen Xixiang for a long time and finally said:
"Brother Chen's position is very exquisite. He has completely taken away all the Feng Shui fortune in the White Horse Temple, and has truly become the 'master' of this place. Meng has been here for so long, and he doesn't know how to get started."
It turns out that the reason why Meng Zanglong has been here for so long and hasn't made a move is because Chen Xixiang simply stood there, completely natural, leaving no gap, as if he would be completely at a disadvantage if he made a move.
Chen Xixiang put his hands behind his back and smiled softly: "With such a level of cultivation, you must be the Meng Zanglong."
Among the three masters in Luoyang City, he had met Zhu Yi and Jin Jiuwu, but Meng Zanglong had never shown up.
Today, I was the first to arrive.
Meng Zanglong Road:
"Brother Chen, just by standing in this position, made me feel the tension I haven't felt in a long time. It's really fun!"
As he shouted out the words "happy" and "happy", his voice rolled out. Every word, a wave of air surged into the sky, causing the ground to tremble violently, and the bluestone bricks shook into powder.
boom!
An earth-shattering fist force rose from his body, causing the dust around him to be lifted into the sky.
This fist intention was like a great demon, its momentum burst out and immediately began to distort the Feng Shui pattern and geographical magnetic field of the place where Chen Xixiang was standing.
If it gives people the impression that Chen Xixiang has mastered the world, then he is the devil, trampling the world to pieces and tearing apart all the order and aura here.
Tata~~
As soon as he stepped forward, smoke and dust filled the surroundings, like a demon charging towards him.
boom!
One punch distorted all the aura here, tore up the feng shui here, and hit Chen Xixiang!
Chen Xixiang felt the aura and feng shui around him, and was shaken and obliterated by the punch. It was torn into pieces. He felt the power of the Mongolian Demon Sect and gave a faint praise in his heart.
"Fist intention! Good!"
But at the same time.
His sleeves and robes were bulging, and the energy in his body was rushing like a great river. He made a fist seal and fired the first punch against Meng Zanglong!
Because of this punch.
The ripples in the air expanded rapidly and turned into endless huge waves. The ground beneath their feet began to crack like an earthquake, and cracks spread in all directions like lightning!
Discussing swords in Luoyang.
Before many martial arts masters from the monastery outside could break into Chen Xixiang's way.
Meng Zanglong, one of the four masters in Luoyang City, has already started a truly top-level battle with Chen Xixiang in front of the Main Hall! !
Compared to the battles between many innate masters in the outer courtyard, here is the real discussion of swords and Tao.
