Chapter 90 Cut through the Qi world

Under the leadership of Hunyuan, Xiongfeng passed through a canyon in front of him, and the four people ran all the way. The speed was extremely fast, and it didn't take a moment to come to a quite wide place. It seems that the scenery here is still very beautiful, with streams flowing out, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and countless flowers and plants. But the mountain is very steep, which also gives them room to move. The four of them did not go down the mountain, but went straight to Chongyang Mountain. After turning around the top of thousands of Buddhas, they suddenly jumped down to the cliff!

"Oh, who is it?" Xiongfeng's figure was square and heard as soon as he landed on the ground.

The four people couldn't help but be shocked and said secretly: OK, who is this person? My old beggar didn't find him. Was he a man of the evil immortal religion? He shook his body and floated out of his feet and looked up.

As soon as the man's words fell, he jumped straight from a large number, his legs bent and fell to the ground silently.

The man glanced at the iron flute beggar, shook his heart, and said, "Slow down, sir, you must not go in!"

A stone tablet three feet high stood not far behind him, on which he was focused on his fingers and wrote three big words.

"Those who are good at Chongyang Mountain will die"

This is a dangerous place that frightened people in the martial arts - Chongyang Pass

At the sound of "whisw" several times, the majestic wind and mixed elements and eight-step monks jumped into the air.

The man dressed as a farmer, with his chest exposed, thick eyebrows and big eyes, neither tall nor short. He stood there as if he had stood for thousands of years, with his eyes slightly closed.

The old iron flute beggar suddenly smiled and said in his voice, "I don't know which one you are. Do you want to stop us from entering the mountain?"

"There is only one way to go in. I won't stop you." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a crashing sound. The big tree he hit was like noodles, and its whole body was broken into countless small branches. Another loud "bang" fell on the grass and piled up high. That man has terrible skills and powerful palms.

"The people of the Evil Immortals are so powerful even guarding the mountain gate!" The eight-step monk said.

Xiongfeng's face was frightened and thought, "What do you think will happen if this slap hits people? There is no choice but death. This palm is higher than that of the old woman!"

Seeing the man jump away, Xiong Feng shook his head helplessly and flew up the steep slope. Others also flew on. When the four people got to the slope, they couldn't help slowing down and approaching step by step.

Xiongfeng gazed at a huge scabbard like a bridge between the tops of the two big stones in front of him, engraved with countless flying cicada knives, and the length of the knife is not much different from that of ordinary knives. The scabbard seemed to be sleeping, and the strong wind slowly released a small internal strength. Before it entered the hole, it was blocked by an invisible gas. He was shocked and thought: It turned out that someone had been given an air world under the scabbard. Who was so powerful and used such great power to prevent outsiders from entering. And only the scabbard does not see the body of the sword, and the scabbard is so huge, so how big a sword will it be?

Thinking in his heart, Xiong Feng faintly gave up his intention to break this gas world.

The three people were also shocked to see the situation,

Hunyuan said, "The four of us joined hands. With the magic skills of the four people, let's see whether this Qijie is powerful or the magic power we joined together. I don't know what to do?"

As soon as the iron flute beggar heard it, he smiled and said, "Haha, it is really a blessing for the old beggar to join hands with the mixed yuan. Well, my old beggar wants to see how powerful the spirit world left by this man is." The iron flute beggar deliberately became polite at this time.

The weapons in the hands of the four people were withdrawn, with an iron flute, a long stick, a pair of fists and a pair of palms. Standing ten feet away from that mouth, his feet were not bad. The iron flute beggar's white eyebrows drooped, his eyes were slightly closed, and his tall body looked extremely powerful, and a pair of big fists slowly tightened. The eyes are wide open. The eight-step monk had a big belly, and the blue veins on his hands were bursting, ready to go. Xiongfeng looked up at the scabbard, with a serious face and raised his hands flat, waiting for someone to wave his palms.

In an hour, except for the slight sound of running water in the stream, everything was quiet, and there seemed to be an inexplicable airflow rolling in the air. Out of his four shouts, he shouted almost at the same time, "open..." "Break..." and Xiong Feng, mixed yuan, the iron flute beggar, and the eight-step monk took action at the same time. Three of the four of them look at the world, and few of them can beat them. One is a rising new generation of masters. Now they want to work together to deal with an air world left by their predecessors. I don't know what the result will be.

With their cooperation, no one in the world can take over. Maybe Ouyang Hongmen can, but Ouyang Hongmen has not come out of the mountain. Maybe there will be in the future, but there is no such person now.

The wind was blowing slightly, but at this time it immediately became windy. The clouds in the sky seemed to know that the four people's joint blow was unstoppable, and they also secretly ran far away for fear that "the city gate caught fire and the pool fish would suffer".

This blow is really terrible. The tree trunk standing on the periphery witnessed the movement of four people. One used a fist, the other used the palm, and the stick used eight steps to catch cicadas. The iron flute blew the "smiling proud rivers and lakes". Taking the four people as the starting point, a wave of air gushed out. The trunk could not stand up, and was forced to The branch flew down the hill.

Ah, what a terrible skill! It's really shocking.

Xiongfeng's palms stretched forward, and a pair of big fists pushed forward. Coupled with these two shocking forces like sea tides, they kept rushing to the air world of the mouth of the cave. It is difficult to predict whether the joint efforts of today or the efforts of predecessors have reached a higher level.

Outside the mountain pass, three miles away from the woods, a group of people quickly came towards the mountain pass. Four big men carried a soft sedan chair with a strange old man lying on the sedan chair. The old man's hair was thick and yellow, and his eyes flashed with green light. He was very burly. Looking at his appearance, he was not from the Central Plains.

At the moment when the four Xiongfeng took action, the yellow-haired old man seemed to be aware of it. His face moved, his eyes suddenly opened, and the green light in his eyes rose sharply. No one dared to look at him.

"What...what...does people do it here? Hahaha, I finally met a master, hahaha... Dare to touch my spirit world!"

The yellow-haired old man laughed wildly, waved his hand and shouted, "Go with all your strength, don't let me miss it."

Dozens of people increased their foot journey and flew like a fast horse, approaching the mountain pass.

This person is Mo Yun, the master of Chongchi of the Evil Immortal Religion, one of Cao Daxian's right assistants!