Chapter 660 Qingfengya, Shen Wuzong

There were no accidents in the trip of the father and daughter, and even the cunning ghost cultivators who had always been moving strangely and cunningly did not meet many, so the father and daughter soon came to the foot of Shenwuzong Mountain.

The legendary Shenwuzong ranks second only to Liuyunzong, which has the longest history and the purest power, and ranks second among the four major sects. Compared with Liuyunzong's pure and ethereal skills, Shenwuzong's skills are more powerful If Liuyunzong's kung fu is compared to a gentle breeze, like a needle hidden in cotton to kill a person, then Shen Wuzong's kung fu is a sharp sword, a sharp sword that is not easy to get out of its sheath, and if the sword is not out of its sheath, it will be dead. , once out of the sheath, it was as fierce as the wind, as sharp as ice, and the momentum alone was enough to make the opponent shiver.

However, the Zongmen base chosen by such a sharp and powerful sect seems to be very casual. The legendary Qingfengya is next to a vast mountain range and dense forest. , Qingyuanzong's unpredictable changes, but Qingfengya is the most real.

A real cliff close to the big mountain range, a cliff full of caves from the bottom to the top of the mountain.

To be honest, this kind of scene really surprised Feng Jiuyue. She didn't expect that Shenwuzong's territory was so primitive. The disciples of the upper and lower sects lived in the caves of various sizes on the cliff, and even the sect The momentum of the door opening also made Feng Jiuyue couldn't help but sigh.

"The ancestor of Shenwuzong was a casual and bold person. When he founded Shenwuzong, he didn't think too much about it. He mostly trained his disciples with independence as the teaching policy. Therefore, Shenwuzong can be said to be four The sharpest and most casual sect among the big sects, and although their number of disciples is less than half that of the Liuyun Sect, their overall strength is no worse than that of the Liuyun Sect."

Feng Jiuyue froze slightly and nodded in agreement, but...

"Father, does Shen Wuzong have a rule that they can only enter if they win?"

Feng Jiuyue raised her eyebrows, looking at the four men in black clothes who suddenly appeared in front of her, her mood became subtle.

The other party did not have the intention to kill, but he had the intention to fight. What kind of trouble is this rushing?

The corners of Feng Yunxiu's mouth raised slightly, and his expression was still calm after holding his hand in one hand. He didn't even raise his eyebrows. He was obviously used to Shen Wuzong's way of hospitality.

"Shen Wuzong's rule is that you can only enter after winning the battle. How about you fighting this young master?"

Suddenly, a handsome and unparalleled man wearing a moon-white martial robe and black gold-rimmed boots descended from the sky. He possessed the nobility and holiness of the son of the Nine Heavens who descended to earth, as well as the imposing manner and determination to win that should not be underestimated.

The corners of Feng Jiuyue's eyes twitched slightly, but seeing that Feng Yunxiu agreed to her challenge without hesitation, Feng Jiuyue said that she could not escape.

"Those four people are handed over to the father, remember, don't underestimate the enemy."

Feng Jiuyue nodded, and then made a gesture towards the other party.

"please."

The wind moves, and the shadows rise.

I saw the two figures of one moon white and one plain green, from spiritual arts to martial arts, fighting in a dark and aggressive manner, and there were faint signs of suppressing Feng Yunxiu and the group of people in their aura.

"Are you weaker?" is not a statement but a question.

In his impression, she was not the kind of person who let herself regress easily, so there was only one reason.

She is injured.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Huajun suddenly bullied him, and Feng Jiuyue felt that there was a slight sign of pain in his consciousness when he saw that the other party suddenly stopped and bullied him, the sharp eyes made her unable to bear it flick.

"Hehe, I'm just a little..." Before finishing the tired words, Zhuo Huajun held Feng Jiuyue's wrist with his backhand, and his handsome brows frowned in the next second.

 Boom, flowers are coming~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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