Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Rumbling, the river crossed the sky, trying to overwhelm the mountains. Its terrifying power cast a shadow over the hearts of all Longhu Mountain disciples.

Sensing such power, Changchun Master Mu You turned his attention to Zhang Chunyi, and couldn't help but have a trace of worry in his eyebrows. This time he came back to cheer for Longhu Mountain. After all, Longhu Mountain has now become One of the three families and four sects, if there was only one Yin Shen Zhenren on the surface, it would be a bit unsightly, but at this time, he felt a little powerless.

Facing the oncoming river, all he could do was escape, and it was difficult to even block it.

Zhang Chunyi, however, remained calm and composed, savoring the wine in the glass carefully.

Feeling Mu You's worried gaze, Zhang Chunyi slowly put down the wine glass in his hand.

"Thank you for your kindness, Sect Leader Pei. I accept your gift."

Zhang Chunyi's words were very soft, but as he finished speaking, a terrifying murderous intention shot up from his body.

Hum, the murderous intention manifested and interfered with reality, causing the blood lotus on Kongming Mountain to sway. For a moment, the scarlet wind rolled up like a storm. The petals of the monster blood lotus danced in it, and a wisp of it was condensed to the extreme, like a gossamer. The red sword light soared into the sky, pointing directly at the sweeping river.

There was a chill all over the body. When this murderous intention bloomed, all the monks present felt chills in their hearts. This murderous intention was so terrifying that it could shake their minds.

And their senses are like this, let alone Pei Lang, who is locked in killing intent.

"Is this refining a sword into silk? Isn't his strongest one the ape demon?"

After steadying his mind and barely getting rid of the interference of murderous intent, Pei Lang's expression changed slightly when he caught the ray of sword light.

But at this moment, the sword light had already fallen, and the seemingly slender sword wire had an unrivaled sharpness, and anything that stood in front of it was easily cut off.

Rumbling, the river wailed. The seemingly mighty river was extremely fragile in front of that ray of sword light. It was easily divided into two by the sword light. The most important thing is that under the influence of Yuantu Taoism, this one Dajiang was really "killed", not simply separated.

The biggest difference between Zhang Chunyi's sword-refining silk and Sun Xuance's sword-refining silk is that in addition to the edge of the sword's breath, there is also the murderous aura of Yuan Tu. It is a real killing sword and can kill nothing.

At this moment, the river that looked like an angry dragon was divided into two, the turbidity continued to recede, the water color gradually turned transparent, and finally disappeared completely, leaving only the washed blue sky.

Huh, the breeze blows, and when the last drop of the river water melts, a bloody lotus blooms, covering the sky, reflecting the entire Longhu Mountain in red, and it is extremely magnificent.

However, those who knew the inside story were not at all in the mood to appreciate such beautiful scenery. They only felt that there was a heavy stone weighing on their hearts.

They all knew that Pei Lang came with the water of a river to embarrass Zhang Chunyi. After all, without special means, it was not easy to completely block the water of the river in a hurry, but Zhang Chunyi finally showed The means exceeded their expectations.

"This sword..."

The river disappeared, and he stood on the back of the white dragon, his pupils trembling slightly, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from Pei Lang's forehead.

At a certain moment just now, he even felt that if this sword fell on him, he would probably die.

But at this time, he completely lost consciousness under the impact of murderous intent. The fifth-grade spiritual beast, the Herring King, which was about a hundred meters long and had scales the size of a palm, fell straight into Danxia Lake, causing a huge splash.

"Sect Master Pei, I like the gift you gave me very much. Please take a seat."

The sitting posture didn't change much, and the murderous intent was gone, as if he had never appeared before. After taking a look at Pei Lang in the sky, Zhang Chunyi spoke.

Hearing this, Pei Lang's throbbing mind finally came to his senses.

"This guy is getting stronger again."

Looking into Zhang Chunyi's eyes, Pei Lang couldn't help but grit his teeth as his heart was squeezed by the invisible big hand.

The last time he worked so hard to seriously injure the faceless ghost general, Zhang Chunyi took action at the last moment and killed the faceless ghost general before him. In order to restore the sect's momentum and avoid unnecessary trouble, he had to He spent a lot of money to buy the name of killing the faceless ghost general from Zhang Chunyi, which he had always regarded as a shame.

The reason why he personally came to the Longhu Mountain celebration this time was to lose face to Zhang Chunyi on this occasion. This was not only for personal grudges, but also for the benefit of the sect.

The three families and four sects are the leaders of the Dali Dynasty. They enjoy various privileges in the Dali Dynasty, the most important of which is that they can divide some precious cultivation resources.

Most of the time, this kind of resources are jointly controlled by three or four families, but each family's share is different, more or less, and the most important criterion for judging is strength.

With the death of Heyumen and Longhu Mountain taking its place, this part of the interests will naturally need to be redistributed. If we can take this opportunity to severely suppress Longhu Mountain, then we can naturally further squeeze Longhu Mountain's share in the subsequent distribution.

Pei Lang knew that this was not only his personal idea or that of the Guanlan Sect, but the other sects probably had the same idea. It was precisely because of this that he showed it so obviously. What he didn't expect was that Zhang Chunyi was far better than he expected. Stronger.

"The lotus is noble and noble. It is truly auspicious to have lotus flowers filling the sky at this time. I wish that the Tao of Longhu Mountain will be passed down for thousands of years and remain undefeated."

Condensing all the thoughts in his heart, he squeezed the folding fan in his hand tightly, and with a smile on his face, he saluted Zhang Chunyi far away. Pei Lang spoke, and his voice spread far and wide.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly, but he was also a flexible and flexible person.

"Thank you, Sect Master Pei, for your kind words."

The clouds were calm and the breeze was gentle, without losing his grace, Zhang Chunyi cupped his hand and returned the salute.

And with the arrival of Pei Lang and the disciples of the Guanlan Sect, the three families and four sects of the Dali Dynasty finally arrived.

"It's a very powerful killing sword. Generally, an evil beast with five thousand years of cultivation can't stop your slash."

His eyes were blurry, as if he had drunk too much. After another glass of wine, he looked at Zhang Chunyi and Xiong Batian spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people present were quite subtle, and many people cast their glances at Pei Lang. In response, Pei Lang did not change his expression and still had a smile on his face.

"Master Xiong is right. Sect Master Zhang's swordsmanship is indeed fierce. I am ashamed of myself. I respect Sect Master Zhang for this cup."

As he spoke, Pei Lang raised his glass and toasted Zhang Chunyi with a glass of wine.

Seeing such a scene, no matter what they thought in their hearts, the other people also raised their wine glasses, and the atmosphere of the banquet was extremely harmonious for a while.

Congratulations, praise, the feast is on the right track.

"Longhu Mountain has outstanding people. They have occupied a place in just over ten years. With a leader like Sect Master Zhang, it is not bad for him to have disciples. I wonder if we can meet him?"

As the banquet came to an end, she put down the wine glass in her hand and the blind woman Bai Xiujun spoke.

As soon as these words came out, everyone else turned their attention to Zhang Chunyi. This was also a common practice. This was also the reason why each of them brought disciples with them.

After all, for forces like them, temporary prosperity is actually nothing. Only when the inheritance is orderly and outstanding disciples emerge in large numbers can the sect's longevity be guaranteed.

Hearing this, Zhang Chun glanced at everyone present and nodded.