The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

In Heyang City, Chu Heng looked at the scenery of Heyang with some familiarity, and felt emotional.

The last time I came here was already eighteen years ago. Eighteen years ago, I am afraid that the young children have grown up and the young girls have begun to marry.

He came here to go to Qingyun Mountain.

After all, Qingyun is a righteous sect, and the news is better than that of Shuiyue Palace who lives in the East China Sea.

What's more, Qingyun Tianyin always advances and retreats together, one nostril exhales, Tianyin destroys the door, Qingyun knows a lot more than other people. (—)

Seeing Chu Heng, the disciples guarding the mountain at the foot of Qingyunmen's mountain narrowed their eyes.

This man was so strange, he was dressed in a blue robe, and he didn't have a magic weapon to control. He walked up in such a leisurely manner, and even the long sword slung around his waist behind him seemed to be nothing more than an ordinary soldier.

But Qingyun Mountain Gate is far beyond the reach of mortals. Qingyun Gate is located on the top of Qingyun Mountain.

"I don't know where the honor comes from."

The mountain guard disciples of the Qingyun Sect had originally selected the most obedient ones, he knew in his heart that those who couldn't see the real and the false would be the more terrifying people.

He made a salute and asked Chu Heng respectfully.

"Shuiyue Palace, Chu Heng came to worship the mountain."

"So it's Chu..." He stopped dumbstruck, Chu Heng's name was already extremely famous in the world, but in Qingyun, it was even more prestigious.

Their leadership is defeated by this person.

I saw a flash of the magic talisman in his hand, and a message flew up the mountain like light and electricity.

These murderous people came to Qingyun, but they didn't know what their plans were.

This disciple thought of the Tianyin Temple that had been exterminated two days ago, and a chill came from the back of his head, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing this man's appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy, Chu Heng had no choice but to keep silent and stop here, waiting for someone to come and receive him.

He was originally here to inquire about news, and there was no need to have any conflicts with these unknown pawns.

I saw several streaks of light rising from the Qingyun Gate and falling in front of Chu Heng one after another.

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The leader was his old acquaintance Shuiyue, her pretty face was tense, and she looked at Chu Heng coldly.

Behind her was a fat man with a serious face. In his hand was a red spirit sword with a faint sword aura, guarding against Chu Heng.

Behind them, there are a few middle-aged men and women who are not weak in cultivation, presumably they are the head of the Qingyun sect, and they are like elders.

"I don't know what is the purpose of Palace Master Chu's coming here?"

Shuiyue seemed to be the leader here, even though she didn't have a good look at Chu Heng, she could only ask.

"May I ask if Master Xuan is here? I have some matters that I need to ask your head."

Chu Heng was very surprised why Daoxuan didn't come down. If he knew that Chu Heng was coming, even if he was an enemy, with Daoxuan's character, he wouldn't let others talk and come out to greet him.

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What's more, Chu Heng thinks that the relationship with Qingyun is far from being an enemy.

"My sect leader has been retreating and meditating for the past few years, ignoring ordinary things." Unexpectedly, when this topic was brought up, Shuiyue looked at him even more unkindly. As if his interest had faded, he retreated all day long, and no longer had the mind to deal with things above and below Qingyun.

Nowadays, Qingyun's mundane affairs are all discussed and dealt with by Shuiyue and others. It's strange to see Chu Heng with a good face.

Hearing that Daoxuan was retreating, Chu Heng had no choice.

He suddenly remembered another thing.

"Excuse me, is your teacher Wan Jianyi here?"

He said that day that he would visit Wan Jianyi and compete with him, and today is just right, he can taste what he wishes.

Hearing this, extreme anger flashed in Shuiyue's eyes.

"My Senior Brother Wan has passed away long ago. You, Chu Heng, were talking nonsense in Shuiyue Palace that day. Before we settled accounts with you, you still have the face to mention it?"

Chu Heng was taken aback for a moment, but he understood Shuiyue's mood, she was his sweetheart.

But isn't Wan Jianyi not dead?

"That day, I believed your words and went up the mountain to ask to see the sect master. Brother Daoxuan had no choice but to let us see the body of Senior Brother Wan, disturbing his purity."

"I, Senior Brother Wan, have passed away, please show some respect to Palace Master Chu."

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Chapter [-] Black Wind Town

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Heifeng Town is located in the southeast of China, near Suzhou. In the past, it was actually just a somewhat ordinary town. ~)

Even a few years ago, Heifeng Town, also known as Hefeng Town, was a very peaceful place.

But in the last few months, it seems that suddenly, this place has become a fierce place, and the whole town is shrouded in a layer of black smoke, which is very strange.

Since then, the town has been in and out, and outsiders have never seen people from the town go out to go to the market, and people who went to visit relatives never returned.

Whether it is a monk or an ordinary person, once they step into this strange town, they seem to disappear into the world, and there is no possibility of turning back.