Jianling Nine Heavens

Chapter 871
These white dragons all contain terrifying power, and they are filled with thick wind elements, which have terrible cutting power. This spear is enough to seriously injure the Linghuang.

Faced with this attack, Qin Feng couldn't help but change color. It was a bit difficult for him to take over with his current injured body.

"Hi! There's such a strong wind!" But at this moment, the old drunkard walked over unsteadily.

The old drunkard came between Qin Feng and the white-robed man. He hiccupped and drank while continuing to walk forward, as if nothing had happened.

"Old man! Get out of the way!" Qin Feng suddenly sobered up, his eyes widened and he shouted. At the same time, he urged the cross shield to fly in front of the old drunkard, trying to protect him.

But after all, it was a step too late, and the dozen or so white dragons rushed directly at the old drunkard.

"Bicc!" The old drunkard hiccupped again at the group of white dragons, and suddenly found that the speed of the white dragons had slowed down, as if they were locked in the air.

Then, the gourd in the old drunkard's hand flashed with a strong force of sucking power, which sucked all the ten or so white dragons into the gourd.

"What!" The white-robed man was taken aback, and then his golden eyes stared closely at the old drunkard, with golden light flowing in his eyes, a little surprised.

At the same time, Qin Feng was quite surprised, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt more and more that the old drunkard was not simple and mysterious.

The man in purple was also dumbfounded, shocked.

And the few young people who were knocked into the air by Qin Feng before had come to the side of the purple-clothed man, and their eyes widened when they saw this scene.

"Senior Brother Ximen's White Dragon Spear was blocked just like that?"

They all felt so surreal that a drunken old man wandering past unscathed seemed like a fantasy.

"Ximenjiao in the Lower Nine Dragon Palace, I don't know what to call senior?" The white-robed man did not continue to attack, but put away his spear, and clasped his fists at the old drunkard, looking very polite.

"Senior Brother Ximen, what are you doing, kill them quickly!" The man in purple behind said anxiously.

"Shut up!" the white-robed man shouted without turning his head, but looked at the old drunkard with great solemnity.

"Well, who am I? I forgot, but they all call me an old drunkard." The old drunkard said after taking a sip of his wine.

"Uh..." Hearing this, the white-robed man couldn't help but hesitate, pondered for a while, and said, "Senior, the elders of my Nine Dragon Palace are resting in the City Lord's Mansion, why don't you follow me to meet them?"

"No." The old drunkard replied bluntly, then turned his head to look at Qin Feng and said, "Hey, little baby, hurry up and continue drinking with the old man."

"Okay." Qin Feng put away the treasures and replied, then walked forward.

Passers-by around looked at Qin Feng and the old drunkard in amazement, but the two young women had already taken the opportunity to escape.

"Damn it, those two girls ran away!" The man in purple couldn't help being annoyed when he found out about this.

"Junior brother, that's enough! Don't be rude in front of seniors! Besides, you are the son of the city lord, are you afraid that there will be no women?" the white-robed man Ximen Jiao shouted.

Immediately, he sent the old drunkard and Qin Feng away, keeping silent about the previous matter.

Qin Feng also understood what the other party meant, seeing how extraordinary the old drunkard blocked his shot just now, he thought he was a tall and powerful person, that's why he did so.

And when they were far away, the young men surrounded the purple-clothed man and wondered, "Senior Ximen, what's wrong? How could you be so polite to that old guy?"

"That's right! Although the old guy is a bit weird, it's not like that, is it? Who do you think my Nine Dragon Palace was afraid of in Yuhua District? I have always been unscrupulous!"

"Hmph, forget it, senior brother Ximen is one of the most favored disciples of this generation, and the Ximen family behind him is also a well-known family, so you can't provoke him. Just think that this young master is unlucky tonight, and I have never seen those two little girls and That damn bastard!" The man in purple cursed, and immediately left with the others.

Besides, on Qin Feng's side, the white-robed man who had been aggressive before became gentle and refined. He repeatedly invited Qin Feng and the old drunkard to sit in the city lord's mansion, saying that there were several of his elders there.

Only now did Qin Feng learn that the purple-clothed man was the son of the city lord, and that's why he made passers-by fearful, and he didn't dare to speak out when he saw her bullying a woman.

At the same time, they are all from the Nine Dragon Palace, which is the most powerful force in the Huayu District, and can be counted as a first-class force in the entire Seroa.

The city lord also comes from the Nine Dragon Palace, and is a Spirit Emperor.

And Ximen Jiao and others followed the elders in the palace to practice, passed through Luohua City, and rested here for two days.

The old drunkard was indifferent to his invitation, and Qin Feng didn't want to visit the night scene anymore, so he went to a tavern with the old drunkard and ordered some wine and drank.

Ximenjiao accompanied the old drunkard, hoping to get some useful information, such as the origin of his name, his cultivation level and so on.

But the old drunkard only focused on drinking and didn't answer much, and Qin Feng was the same.

After a long time, Ximenjiao saw that he didn't get any useful news, so he left angrily.

But not long after he left, Qin Feng fell down again, and before he passed out, he drank the wine from the old drunkard's gourd, and his body was warm.

It was already dawn when he woke up, and the old drunkard also looked drunk, but Qin Feng knew that he was always in a half-drunk and half-awake state. In fact, he had never been really drunk, which made Qin Feng Feng was quite surprised.

Qin Feng bought some jugs of wine for the old alcoholic, poured them all into a gourd, and then took him away, heading straight to Luohua Mountain outside the city. Since he came here, how could he not visit Xuanyuan What about the birthplace of the Juggernaut?
Luohua Mountain is not far from Luohua City, half a day later, Qin Feng and the two arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Qin Feng also inquired about it, and knew the approximate location of the small village, and found it after searching all the way with mental strength.

The small village at that time has now developed into a not-so-small town, located at the foot of the mountain, with people coming and going, but it is quite prosperous.

Some, like Qin Feng, came to pay their respects to the birthplace of Xuanyuan Sword Saint, some passed through this town to climb Luohua Mountain, and some just came down from the mountain to rest here.

When you enter the town, you can see a tall statue not far from the entrance. It is an extremely heroic man, holding a long sword, full of vigor.

This is the statue of Xuanyuan Sword Saint, which is exactly the same as the one in Xuanyuan Mansion, but the posture is slightly different, but they all exude an incomparable vigor and heroism.

Qin Feng stood silently in front of the statue, looking up at Sword Saint Xuanyuan, with a surge of respect in his heart. Although he had seen it many times in Xuanyuan Mansion, he still couldn't hide his feelings.

Xuanyuan Sword Saint is the ancestor of sword cultivators, the founder, and the master of Duan Tianchou, no matter what he is worthy of Qin Feng.

And Duan Tianchou was also very excited, coming to his master's ancestral land made him feel very kind and meaningful.

There are also a few people around, like Qin Feng, silently looking up at the statue of the Sword Saint, full of respect. It is difficult for them to enter the Xuanyuan Mansion, but they can still come here to see the face of the Sword Saint Xuanyuan.

(End of this chapter)