The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 608 Gaoli Mountain

Gaoli Mountain is one of the mountains surrounding Bocheng. It is located in the southeast. The mountain road is rugged and steep, and the inner winding path leads to secluded places. If you don’t know the mountain road, or be careful, you may get lost in the mountain.

Therefore, in the long section between Gaoli Mountain Pass and the ruins of Shendaomen, every section of the mountain road is guided by a temporary kiosk. People from the five major gangs are waiting here to lead their own people to the ruins, so as not to find them. Not on the road.

There were not many people who went to Gaoli Mountain with Xiang Yang this time, only Ren Xiu, Yan Mumei, Yu Du, and Gan Hongyu, all of them traveled lightly and performed lightness kung fu all the way without slowing down.

As for Wan Tiancheng and the others, they were not interested in the martial arts of the Shendao Sect, and they were too busy to deal with important matters every day, so they didn't come together, and Xiao Hei was left in Jingxiaomeng to provide delicious food and drink.

After going up the mountain, they also met several groups of people one after another. These are the forces that carve up the relics. Like Xiang Yang, they invited friends to continue to explore the relics.

As mentioned earlier, several top forces in Qian County broke the Leaf Knife Formation and the Bloodworm Poison Formation, and the loss was not small. Although they also gained something, it has already caused dissatisfaction among some of their own masters.

Just talking about the Jingxiao League, there are already a few principals who have advised Wan Tiancheng not to damage his foundation for a relic. The gang members at the bottom are also human beings, not cannon fodder, let alone cannon fodder facing such a dangerous place as the Shendaomen relic. , doesn't work at all.

And some masters will not treat their lives as a trifling matter for some shit ruins, and there are sand rivers, knife testing halls, and even more dangerous places in front of them, so even fewer masters are willing to work hard to explore.

Without this group of people working hard, the progress will naturally slow down, and the major forces are also trapped in front of the two difficulties of Shahe and Daojiantang.

That's why, all major forces are inviting forces or masters they are familiar with to help. Most of these masters are people in the Dao of the Sword. Faced with such a temptation, it is naturally difficult to resist.

Others don't like it and are unwilling to take risks for it. That is the wrong way of martial arts, but they are different, it is a match made in heaven.

What's more, there are gains and losses. If you want to take no risks, good things will happen. It is more likely to be daydreaming. This group of people has already prepared for it. Xiang Yang is also a master invited in this kind of environment one.

There are also a few acquaintances of Xiang Yang among them, the Fifth Xianjun and his party are accompanied by the Yun family, and the masked man in the bamboo hat on the boat is surrounded by masters from the Chuan family, and there are many masters of the sword. .

In the end, everyone was brought together before a sea of ​​silvery leaves. Directly in front of them was a large open canyon. The two sides were originally natural stone walls, but a huge opening was made, which was very similar to the one that was split open.

Xiang Yang's heart moved, it was very similar to the one in the River East Sword King Valley, and each leaf of the silver leaf sea in front of him was shaped like a sickle, as far as he could see, there was a faint saber energy and saber intent on it keep.

One piece or two is nothing, if tens of thousands of pieces gather together, that is the extremely powerful knife formation, also known as the so-called small leaf knife formation. Although it is broken and a small path is extended, it is still extremely dangerous.

A group of people gathered in a group, about twenty people, none of them was mediocre, and the four sides behind them were all gangs standing upright, responsible for handling trivial matters.

"Hiss, this is the Leaf Knife Formation? Sure enough, there is a great change in the world. There is such a formation and such power. Fortunately, it was destroyed long ago, otherwise the poor monk would have to go for nothing this time."

A monk with a round body, wearing a yellow monk robe and a saber stuck in his waist, shrank his body and said in fear when he saw the scene in front of him, he looked very obscene.

This person was accompanied by two big monks who were as reckless as King Kong, and their faces were dull, as if they hadn't heard the fat monk's cowardly words, nor had they seen the fat monk's wretched demeanor.

Yu Du saw the monk's expression was not very good-looking, and whispered to Xiang Yang,

"This is Monk Yuantong from Xiesheng Valley. He was originally a disciple of Jialan Temple, but he didn't abide by the rules and precepts. He drank alcohol and meat all day long. He also smashed a golden statue of Buddha, and was finally kicked out of the temple.

Don't look at his cowardly and wretched appearance, in fact he is very gloomy. After being kicked out of Jialan Temple, he entered the Xiesheng Valley. He was in trouble. I don't know what Jialan Temple thinks. Actually got him back. "

Xiang Yang nodded. Although this fat monk looks wretched, his martial arts is actually one of the best in the field. Except for him, I am afraid that no one is absolutely sure to take him down.

"Hurry up Xiang, Mr. Xian is very polite. Last time the passenger ship left in a hurry, I was very sorry. This meeting shows that we are destined, how about making friends?"

The one who spoke was the Fifth First Monarch, who was holding a folding fan and slowly aura of local tyrants all over his body. He looked good and looked at Xiang Yang spreading his folding fan as a gesture of goodwill.

Chai Ba, under the fifth lord, has almost recovered from his injuries, but his face is still a little pale, and his internal injuries have not been healed safely. He looks at Xiang Yang with no expression and no hatred.

"That's right. I also admire Mr. Xiang's martial arts. This time around the Shendaomen ruins, I hope that the arrester will take care of him quickly. Everyone will watch over and help each other, so that we can break through the obstacles here and get what we want."

The man in the bamboo hat on the other side also clasped his fists towards Xiang Yang, and said respectfully, those who didn't know thought they were paying homage to some famous person.

The two showed their affection to Xiang Yang one after another. Not only were others surprised, but even Ren Xiuyu Du and others did not expect Xiang Yang to have such a reputation and communication.

"It's reasonable and reasonable. The poor monk sees that this benefactor is shrouded in Buddha's light, and he must have a great source of blessing. Please support me later. Many friends have many paths."

The fat monk Yuantong didn't know Xiang Yang's background, and he didn't care about the identity of the policeman. He squinted his small eyes and smiled and complimented him again and again.

For a while, Xiang Yang became the central figure in the arena. Those who didn't know his origin asked about his life one after another. Knowing that he was from another county and his martial arts were unfathomable, they all came up to say hello.

Although warriors have their own temperaments, veterans who have been around for many years understand the importance of connections. Even if they don't make good friends with Xiang Yang, they must not do evil.

Xiang Yang didn't expect this kind of change, but he didn't reach out his hand to hit the smiling person, so he could only return the salute one by one, and chatted with everyone in a neutral way, while his eyes kept staring at the small array of leaf knives composed of barbed thorn grass, which was quite a bit strange. depressed.

Based on his cultivation at this time and his incomparable aptitude for Dao of the Sword, he could see that the formation in front of him was both natural and man-made.

If the big formation is complete, he will spend some time and energy, and he will surely realize a cycle of sword formations that go back and forth, and cooperate with his own incomparable sword energy to turn stones into gold, and the killing power is immeasurable. I can only sigh in vain.

"Okay, we're all here for the ruins, don't gossip, let's talk about it first, or else we'll talk endlessly, and it'll be dark."

In the end, it was a big man holding a machete who couldn't bear it anymore and urged him.

(End of this chapter)