I'm just a big Luo Jinxian

Qingcheng Mountain.

The trees are green, and the peaks are surrounded.The Dan ladder is a thousand steps, and the winding path leads to the secluded.

It was early in the morning, and the mist had not dispersed, lingering among the mountainsides.Walking up the steps in the mountains is like coming to a fairyland.

It is not a long holiday such as the May [-]st National Day, but today's Qingcheng Mountain is still full of people and very lively.

Just because of a highly anticipated decisive battle, it is about to start at the top of Qingcheng.

Lin Fei and his party didn't waste any time, and took the cable car directly to the top of the mountain.Sitting straight on the cable car, overlooking the green mountain through the glass window, Lin Fei was silent for a while.

When Zhang Daoling resigned from Heming Mountain back then, was he here to preach Mao Mao and to emerge in the mountain?

"The majestic Qingcheng is still here today, but I haven't seen Zhang Daoling in those days." Lin Fei whispered to himself, thinking of Zhang Daoling's uprightness back then.

"If you don't break the teaching of the Bashu Lich, you will never want to ascend!"

Now that I think about it, the scene where he made this ambition is still vivid in his mind.

The cable car quickly reached the top of the mountain, interrupting Lin Fei's thoughts.

When the three got off the cable car, they found that the top of Qingcheng Mountain was already overcrowded.

Lin Fei found that most of the people came to watch the fun, but there were also cultivators of ancient martial arts.Most of them are in the realm of body refining, and there are only two masters in the acquired realm, that is, the so-called masters.

One is an old Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain, wearing a Taoist robe, with long white hair tied in a Taoist hairpin behind his head.Carrying a peach wood sword, holding a whisk, with a kind smile on his face, it is close to the heart;

One is a middle-aged man with a face similar to Bai Zhan, his eyes are sharp like a knife, and his hands are behind him.Just standing there, it feels like a tiger swallowing thousands of miles, which is awe-inspiring.

But no matter who it was, they failed to attract Lin Fei's attention.On the contrary, it was a few outdoor anchors with mobile phones, which made him dumbfounded for a while.For the best live broadcast effect, some people climbed the trees.

There was only an inconspicuous nightmare hiding in the crowd, looking at the two master masters and feeling mixed for a while.

"Black Rose, this idiot, doesn't know how to let Bai Zhan keep a low profile. Two grandmasters and strong people are watching the battle, what should I do?"

On the square in front of the Shangqing Palace, Bai Zhan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, motionless as a mountain.

Seeing Lin Fei nodded slightly at him, Wu Moling took a deep breath and walked across to Bai Zhan.

For a while, the mountain wind blew, and the leaves flew.

"You're here?" Bai Zhan seemed to feel something, opened his eyes suddenly, and stood up with a fighting spirit.

"I'm here." Wu Moling said solemnly.

Bai Zhan took a deep breath and slammed down.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the ground trembled slightly, and a huge bluestone slab was lifted up by him.

The audience exclaimed.

The slate was spinning in mid-air, blocking the sight of Bai Zhan and Wu Moling from time to time.

The former is aggressive like fire, while the latter is calm like a mountain.

"Snapped!"

Bai Zhan twisted his body and kicked on the stone slab, and in an instant it shattered into countless pieces.

These stones let out a roar that broke through the air, and turned into pieces of training and attacked Wu Moling fiercely.

This scene saw many people's hearts hang up.

However, Wu Moling also stepped down, and a slate flipped in the air, blocking out all the rubble that hit.

The slate was covered with cracks on the spot under such an impact, and Wu Moling swept it cleanly with a whip leg, and swept it aside.

"Did the water friends see it? This is a master!" An outdoor anchor who claimed to be Xiaoyang couldn't help but get excited when he saw this scene.

This kind of TV drama-like scene can be seen in reality, which is simply amazing.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded.

Pluto: "What the hell, I just came in, filming?"

Lu Benwei is awesome: "Fuck, 66666."

I love Timo Feng: "Fight! Damn, I'm waiting."

Little lazy cat: "The anchor is careful, don't fall off the tree."

When Xiao Yang saw the gift news on the barrage, he was immediately pleasantly surprised: "Thank you for the rocket that Qinghuan rewarded with a piece of paper, the boss is awesome."

And at this moment, the two finally moved.

Go forward and rush to each other at the same time!

Bai Zhan's offensive was extremely fierce, with straight punches, knee strikes, and elbow strikes, like a gust of wind and rain, and the sound of sonic booms in the air was incessant.

Just seeing this momentum, some people felt a tingling in their scalps.

Undoubtedly, any of these attacks can easily shatter rocks and break trees.Not to mention ordinary people, if most of the cultivators present were hit, I am afraid that they would have to break their bones if they didn't die.

However, what shocked everyone was that Wu Moling's punches, arm blocks, and elbows were perfectly handled.

Everyone present was stunned.

"I'm not at all surprised that Bai Lunatic has this kind of power, but who is this Wu Moling so holy, how can he not fall behind?"

"No wonder he dared to accept the challenge of the white lunatic. It turned out to be a master hidden in Rongcheng."

"You said, who is the master of such a strong woman?"

Lin Fei listened to everything in his ears, but just looked at the field with the same expression.

Seeing that Bai Zhan could not be attacked for a long time, he was not angry but happy, and he had a feeling of joy when he saw a hunter.

He raised his right leg high and slashed down.A huge shadow of a leg passed through the void, slashing down towards Wu Moling like a giant axe.

Just by looking at this posture, you can roughly understand why those who accept the challenge of the White War must be disabled even if they don't die...

Wu Moling clenched her silver teeth tightly, her arms crossed in an "x" shape to block the side of her head, and she resisted this move abruptly!

"boom!"

Wu Moling's arms were smashed in front of his forehead, his knees were bent, and his figure sank.The slate under her feet was subjected to such a huge force, and it was split into pieces in an instant, sputtering violently around like bullets!

If an ordinary person is hit by this fragment, it is roughly the same as being hit by a bullet.

It's all dead anyway.

Qingcheng Laodao frowned and swept away the dust in his hands.

In an instant, a gust of wind whistled, swept aside the debris that hit everyone.

Ji Yaoguang almost exclaimed, and asked Lin Fei worriedly, "Is Mo Ling okay?"

Lin Fei shook his head calmly: "Don't worry."

Bai Zhan's accumulating attack failed to work, and he immediately lost the opportunity.

Just as he retracted his right leg, Wu Moling had already bullied himself and launched an attack brazenly.

Under the jaw-dropping gaze of everyone, Bai Zhan was forced to retreat step by step.

"Fuck, I read it right?"

"The white lunatic was actually beaten?"

There was an uproar in the audience, and it was hard to believe the scene before him.

Some people turned to look at Bai Pojun, wondering what his expression was when he saw his son was at a disadvantage.

However, Bai Pojun's expression did not change, and he was still very calm.

Seeing that the two of them were evenly divided, and the winners and losers were still lingering, Bai Pojun finally said solemnly: "Let's fight quickly."

Qingcheng Laodao looked at him and finally moved: "You taught him that trick?"