The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

It's too cold at the top, Wei Yixiao has suffered from the loneliness of being a master in terms of lightness kung fu, and lost to Han Chen today, although he is a little depressed, he is also very happy.

"If you chased him for more than a hundred miles just to tell me these things, then I'm sorry, Mr. Han has something else to do, so leave!"

The various sects joined forces to encircle and suppress Mingjiao, and thought that Wei Yixiao had something to say, but he didn't expect it to be all nonsense.

Han Chen still had to go find Xian Yutong and meet up with other sects, but he didn't have time to waste here, so he got up immediately and walked into the snowy sky.

"It's such a good wine, it's a pity to leave like this."

Whoosh!

With a smile on his face, Wei Yixiao floated in front of Han Chen, bent his right hand into a claw, and grabbed the wine jar in Han Chen's hand.

"Want to drink? That depends on your ability."

Han Chen shook his head and smiled, withdrew his hand holding the wine jar, slowly raised his other hand, and pointed his index finger at the acupuncture point on the back of Wei Yixiao's hand.

This finger is extremely clever, the acupoints are recognized very accurately, the fingertips curl up with a strong wind, and the momentum is fierce.

Wei Yixiao showed surprise in his eyes, "Good fingering!"

He also didn't expect that Han Chen's finger strength was so strong that his hands turned into claws and attacked Han Chen violently.

Han Chen looked relaxed, and pointed out his finger again, Wei Yixiao's offensive collapsed immediately, so he had to change his tactics again and again, trying his best to grab the wine jar.

woohoo hoo...

The gang wind howled, and the shadows of claws flew.

In an instant, the two masters had exchanged dozens of moves.

From the beginning to the end, Han Chen only defended against the enemy with one hand, and always held the wine jar with the other hand, with ease, with a relaxed posture and fluttering white clothes.

"This Han Chen has such a strong cultivation!"

"I only thought that his lightness kung fu was good, but I didn't expect that his fingering skills were so strong. No wonder even the masters of the Shaolin sect died under his hands!"

Wei Yixiao became more and more frightened as he fought, no matter how fierce he attacked, Han Chen could easily crack it with just a single point.

Han Chen stepped into the innate realm, possessed many unique skills, and was extremely powerful. No matter how Wei Yixiao changed, he just used Doroye fingers to defend against the enemy.

Duo Luoye pointed, extremely domineering, pointing out with one finger, as if the emperor was pointing the country, majestic and powerful!

"Drink!!"

Suddenly, Wei Yixiao let out a low shout, and Huo Di used his "Ice Palm" stunt to grab the jar of wine.

"Ice palm?"

Sensing the chilly air coming out of Wei Yixiao's palms, Han Chen smiled lightly.

For the sake of his fine wine, Wei Yixiao even resorted to housekeeping skills, since that's the case, he might as well play with him.

Chapter 043: Kunlun Mountain, Han Chen Arrives ("Welcome to Chenlu? Feilu? Book Friends Group, Group Chat Number: 184903393"!!)

Suddenly, Han Chen raised his right hand, and the wine jar was thrown straight into the air with a 'swoosh' sound, and Han Chen's right hand was finally freed.

When Wei Yixiao saw the wine jug being thrown flying, he immediately jumped up, wanting to grab it.

But at this moment, at this time, Han Chen leaped into the air one step ahead of him, pointing out with both hands, with multi-lobed fingers, majestic and majestic, as if a mountain was pressing down, Wei Yixiao turned pale with shock.

Flying with both palms, he fought fiercely with Han Chen in mid-air.

bang bang bang...

In mid-air, flying snow fluttered, and while the two masters were falling, they fought wildly with both hands.

puff!

The moment the two landed on the ground, Han Chen pointed out that it hit Wei Yixiao's palm.

Wei Yixiao's body trembled, his face paled, his body floated backwards, he stood under the ancient pine in shock, pondered for a while, and finally shook his head and sighed.

He clasped his fists and said: "Young Master Han's martial arts is so high that it is rare in this world. No wonder he dared to kill the eminent Shaolin monk. I admire, admire..."

Han Chen stood in the snow, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stretched his right hand slowly, and the altar of fine wine happened to fall into his palm.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, defeating a congenital first-level master, Wei Yixiao, points +3000!"

"Three thousand points? Hehe, it's not bad." Han Chen nodded in satisfaction.

It was only a few breaths from when Han Chen threw the wine jar away with his own hands, and when the wine jar fell back into his palm, but within this short period of time, Han Chen defeated Wei Yixiao.

"It seems that this jar of wine, the old man is not blessed to enjoy it."

Wei Yixiao shook his head and smiled bitterly, looked at Han Chen with complicated eyes, and cupped his hands, "If we meet again in the future, I will definitely invite Han Shaoxia to drink three hundred cups, hahaha..."

After the words fell, his body turned into a breeze, drifted into the boundless wind and snow, and disappeared before Han Chen's eyes.

After seeing Han Chen's demeanor in person, Wei Yi laughed and left after losing two games in a row.

He chased after Han Chen like this, in fact, he wanted to see what kind of character the young master Emei who beheaded Shaolin masters was.

Now that his goal has been achieved, of course there is no need to stay here.

The most important thing is that the icy true energy in his body is already showing signs of backlash, and he wants to suck human blood.

So, he has to leave.

Looking at the direction in which Wei Yixiao left, Han Chen shook his head and didn't pay any attention to it. He could see that the former had no malice towards him. Naturally, he didn't have to make too much trouble.

Carrying the wine jar, slowly walked into the wind and snow.

stomping on...

A snow-white horse galloped from the snow and stood in front of Han Chen.

Bai Yu Zhuifeng was quite spiritual, and recognized its owner. Although it was left far behind, it still caught up with Han Chen.

Gently stroking Bai Yu Zhuifeng's mane, Han Chen nodded in satisfaction, smiled slightly, jumped onto the horse's back, and took a mouthful of Qianyangzui.

"Driving~"

Bai Yu chased the wind and rolled up the snow foam, rushed into the flying snow, and headed straight for Kunlun.

……

Kunlun Mountain, also known as Kunlun Xu, stretches across the sky and is surrounded by mountains. It is said that it is the place where the Queen Mother of the West lived and the ancestor of Wanshan.

The Kunlun faction is above Kunlun.

Under Shaolin Temple's call, all major sects rushed to Kunlun Mountain. As the host, He Taichong, the head of the sect, was quite enthusiastic about the fellows who came to encircle and suppress the Demon Cult.

Within a few days, Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, Huashan, and the Beggar Clan set foot on Yuxu Peak one after another!

All of a sudden, there were crowds of heroes on Yuxu Peak, and it was unprecedentedly lively!

As for the unknown people in the rivers and lakes, they are not qualified to set foot on Yuxu Peak, so they can only fight in the small town at the foot of the mountain.

Over the past few days, high-profile merchants from all over the world have poured into the small town, and there are more and more people.

Among these gangsters, there are also disciples of the six sects, the eyes and ears of Mingjiao, and Zhao Min's spies. After all, news spreads the fastest in this kind of place where dragons and snakes are mixed.

As night fell, the wind and snow had stopped, and the streets were empty.

stomping on...

A horse as white as jade rode through the narrow streets of the town and stopped in front of the dilapidated inn.

Immediately a young man came down, dressed in white Shengxue, with a blood sword hanging from his waist, and threw a silver coin to Xiao Er, asking him to take good care of Bai Yu Zhuifeng, and then walked into the inn.

In the lobby of the inn, there were a few dilapidated wooden tables, and several topless quacks were drinking in big bowls.

Han Chen asked for an upper room, ordered a few small dishes, ignored the gazes of these wealthy guests, slowly stepped up the stairs, and walked into the guest room on the second floor.

"What a handsome young man!"

"White clothes, blood sword, could it be him?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, this is Han Chen, the Young Master of Emei, who dares to kill even the eminent Shaolin monks."

"Hehe, the masters of the Shaolin sect are all on Yuxu Peak now, there are hundreds of them, if they know that he is coming, they will rush down the mountain directly."

"So what if you go down the mountain? People are not afraid of even eight hundred cavalry, so what if you have more Shaolin monks? You're not going to die."

"This statement is wrong. Everyone in Shaolin Temple is a master. How can they be compared with eight hundred cavalry?"

"Stop talking, don't you want to die, be careful to let him hear it!"

When these people in the rivers and lakes mentioned Han Chen, they were all silent.They were afraid that if Han Chen heard it, it would bring about unwarranted disasters.

The fact that Han Chen offended Shaolin has already spread throughout the world, and it is by no means a secret.

Today, Master Kongwen, the abbot of Shaolin, led hundreds of eminent Shaolin monks on Yuxu Peak. No one thought that Han Chen would dare to come to Kunlun Mountain.

At this moment, in a corner of the inn lobby.

Two Huashan disciples dressed in disguise got up and left the inn immediately after seeing Han Chen appear, and rushed to Yuxu Peak on horseback to inform Xian Yutong.

"Young master Emei has come to Kunlun, go and report to the master!"

In addition to these two Huashan disciples, several waves of people from different backgrounds also quietly checked out and left the inn, or flew pigeons to pass on letters, or rushed to inform Shangfeng of the news of Han Chen's arrival in Kunlun.

Among these people, there are disciples of Kongtong, disciples of the Beggars' Gang, disciples of Mingjiao, and even Zhao Min's spies.

In an instant, news about Han Chen came out from this dilapidated inn, across the mountains and mountains, and was quickly sent to all major forces, and sent to the hands of those high-ranking and strategizing people.

Knowing Han Chen's sudden appearance, some people were surprised, some sneered, some were happy, some were angry...

But no matter what, Han Chen's arrival became the most uncertain factor, which undoubtedly disrupted the deployment of some people, and they had to re-plan.

Chapter 044: On the top of the light, Yang Xiao

Kunlun Mountain, Bright Peak.

On a winter night, with no stars and no moon, the wind and snow that had been raging for many days finally stopped.

However, the lingering cold still lingered on the top of the light, making people feel chills to the bone.

On the top of the light under the night sky, stood a middle-aged man, dressed in Confucian clothes, standing with his hands behind his back and looking into the distance, his eyes were shining brightly, even though he was middle-aged, he was still handsome, elegant and personable.

What this person is looking at is the direction of Yuxu Peak.

That's where all the sects gather.