The decisive battle that took place halfway up the mountainside broke out suddenly and ended quickly, whether it was the people in front of the gate of the forbidden land or the people who were rushing to the forbidden place, they still didn't know it, and they fought endlessly.

In the small valley in front of the forbidden land, as soon as Feng Qingyan appeared, Gui Turtle Sheng hugged his thighs and howled, and the image of the hero just now was completely thrown out of the clouds.

Feng Qingyan smiled and said comfortingly: "Okay, eldest nephew, let's point out the people who bullied us one by one......"

Gui Turtle Sheng's spirit was shocked, and he jumped up from the ground with a snort, and shouted like a thunderbolt, "The thief of Dami Temple listens well! My second master and uncle have arrived, and they still come to kowtow?"

Feng Qingyan laughed loudly, and said at the same time: "You didn't say it all, isn't your master Uncle also here, he can also stand up for you!"

Gui Turtle was taken aback, and looked around, "What, my master is also out of the customs, why didn't I see it?"

Feng Qingyan pointed at the crowd and said lightly: "Oh, isn't that there?"

When Gui Turtle Sheng turned around again, he saw a figure in the crowd who was as hearing as a gun, standing in front of the crowd so abruptly, behind him, Lu Yundong, Qiu Yunzhen and other three generations of disciples of the Kunwu Sect all looked at the tall figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, with a straight figure, a majestic bearing, a strict face, eyes as bright as stars, and a gloomy face staring at the group of lamas and monks in front of him.

It is Lu Qingzheng, who is a square person among the second-generation disciples.

Yun Chong, who was Lu Qingzheng's first disciple, knelt down on one knee behind Lu Qingzheng, looking at the master's expression, solemn and respectful. It is also heartily filled with countless confidences. It's as if there is nothing in the world that can challenge one's master.

Lu Qingzheng bowed to the lamas and monks of the Dami Temple who were facing a great enemy. The majestic words sounded at this time, "Amitayus longevity, poor Kunwu Lu is upright, congenitally difficult, but finally the end of the retreat is smooth, it is difficult for several masters to come to watch the ceremony, but the disciples of the Kunwu sect have any mishospitality, and they have the law and punishment of my Kunwu sect." Several masters are so aggressive, but it doesn't match the etiquette......"

......Among the lamas opposite, a thin lama came out of the crowd and shouted arrogantly: "Your sect has had a grudge with my Dami Temple for hundreds of years, why do you have to be so coy, we are not waiting for you to enter the innate world, but to send you to ascend to Bliss early." In the lower Bai Midan to increase the auspicious, willing to comprehend the high tricks!"

Lu Qingzheng snorted coldly, and before he could answer, Feng Qingyan Shi Ran on the side took two steps forward. As he walked, he said, "Come on." Senior brother, I can't tell the beast clearly, your side is talking in vain, and it is not happy yet...... Take a break, I'll take care of them!"

Lu Qingzheng sighed helplessly, and said lightly: "Kunwu Forbidden Land has always been quiet, don't make it dirty here......"

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to the people of Dami Temple at all, turned around and squatted down, and healed the children of the Kunwu faction one by one.

Kunwu sent two disciples to act in this way, and when they arrived, the lamas of Dami Monastery were furious, and Heimi Bandan Tashi roared wildly and took the lead in attacking.

The palms are like a pu fan, and the body suddenly rushes out, faster than lightning, but the hands in front of the body seem to be extremely uncoordinated, like a feather fan slowly fanning, but each fan makes a kind of "Huo" sound, each more fan, the wind is more urgent.

And the white secret master next to him, Dan Zengji, immediately caught up, and the red lama suit with a white stripe was extremely agitated.

Since the other party did not say anything about the one-on-one duel, he was naturally happy to take advantage of this and join forces with the black and dense Bandan Tashi to flank Feng Qingyan.

Wan Guotai, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, immediately scolded angrily: "Despicable!"

Of course, the opponent is despicable, two masters in the middle of the congenital stage have joined forces to deal with an opponent who has just entered the "innate realm", and when he says it, who will not say the word "despicable"?

Because it's never fair!

However, Feng Qingyan stared at the other party with a shallow smile, holding the four-foot long sword "Drunken Yinyue" in his arms, and touched his two slightly upturned mustaches with his right hand, and walked towards the other party with ease.

He knew that the two of them in Dami Temple would not fight alone, so he was happy to be generous, and he did not make sarcastic remarks in this regard.

In Feng Qingyan's heart, the two people in front of him are just two enemies who don't even dare to challenge head-on, and can only sneak attack behind their backs, or join forces to fight the enemy, trying to take advantage of the enemy, such a person's temperament is not in line with martial arts, and his ability is limited, so how can he be qualified to fight a fair duel with me? That is a contest between real martial artists......

They......

Unworthy!

Feng Qingyan didn't feel the danger of the mountain rain coming at all, and the murderous atmosphere was everywhere.

Smile slightly.

His eyes leisurely stared at the "drunken moon" in his arms.

He saw so intently, his eyes were so clear, so solemn, as if he was holding his own life, his own heart, and naturally gave birth to a kind of majesty and pride that made people convincing.

Where the heart goes, where the sword goes, what the heart thinks, where the sword reaches, the heart is connected, the sword is connected, the heart and sword are one, and the sword is clear!

Tenzin Jong and Bandan Tashi were immediately amazed, and at the same time thought: Why is he so calm and calm under the pressure of the momentum of the two of us?

At this time, in the middle of the small valley, the combined blow of the two mid-innate masters was already full of energy, scraping the dust and broken grass into a wild dance and swirling, enveloping the three of them.

The momentum of the joint attack of the two has already reached the front of him, and Feng Qingyan's eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light!

Suddenly, Feng Qingyan's lips moved slightly, and he said in a shallow voice: "Send the two masters back to the West!"

The "drunken moon" in his hand suddenly pointed back, the hilt of the sword was facing forward, the scabbard was facing him, and he pulled out the long sword with one hand, choking-

A dragon roar erupted, with a strange rhythm, controlled by the scabbard, gathered in one place, and the sound waves condensed into a bundle, which very skillfully penetrated the 'hoho' sound made by Bandan Tashi's hands fanning, and penetrated directly into Bandan Tashi's eardrums.

Bandan Tashi had long been intimidated by his deep affection for the moon, and now he was even more shocked by his sudden sonic attack that exploded in his ears, and the screaming sound waves almost penetrated his eardrums and penetrated into his heart, this unheard of method not only made him feel cold in his heart, but also disrupted his originally extremely rhythmic true qi operation in an instant. Originally, when he arrived in front of Feng Qingyan, the power of his hands would reach the highest point, but he was shocked by the sound of the dragon chant pulling out the sword and unsheathing, and his true anger was chaotic, and the strength in his hands suddenly weakened.

Before he confronted Feng Qingyan head-on, Bandan Tashi's mind had been lost, which shows that Feng Qingyan's understanding of martial arts and clever methods even Ye Qingxuan admired him, which was by no means for no reason.

Feng Qingyan was pulling in momentum, intuitively feeling the fear message sent by Pandan Tashi and the signal that his true qi was weakening, and the "Drunken Moon" immediately turned into a ray of lightning and shot flat towards Pandan Tashi.

Bandan Tashi, who was following closely behind, immediately knew that it was going to be bad, if Feng Qingyan was allowed to take advantage of the gap between Bandan Tashi's fighting spirit and true qi to weaken, and take advantage of the situation, the advantage of the two joining forces would immediately reverse, and it would become a drag for the two. When the two join forces, even if they remain undefeated, it is wishful thinking.

If this trip fails, how will you bear the punishment of the Great Secret Temple?

The thin-looking Tenzin Ji shot out in a long whistle.

Never leaving his body, the three-foot-eight-inch-long Cross Demon Descending Pestle popped out of his arms, and instantly came into Tetana Douji's hands, turning into countless golden Buddha lights, and facing Feng Qingyan's lightning-like long sword.

The lightning bolt shattered instantly......

Except for the two people in front of him, no one saw how the "Drunken Yinyue" changed in Feng Qingyan's slender and white hands, a simple lightning bolt shattered, bursting into the sky full of sword flowers, and smashing the oncoming Gangfeng.

Feng Qingyan's swordsmanship changed suddenly, and the "Drunken Moon" in his hand vibrated at a high frequency, only to hear the humming sound for a long time.

The originally rigid long sword was suddenly recovered, and the blades were entwined together, turning into a budding bud, and after the bud turned into a flower, it burst open again, and the three of them were full of light and shatters for a while.

At this time, even Tenzin Ji and Bandan Tashi, who were both innate masters, couldn't see clearly how the sword qi that exploded in front of them was swinged.

Feng Qingyan used the method of [Finger Wrapping Soft Sword] to run out the sword moves of [Thirty-six Swords of Ailao Mountain], six swords on the top, six swords on the bottom, six swords on the front, six swords on the back, six swords on the left, six swords on the right, and six swords in a row, with the help of the elasticity and speed of the [Finger Wrapping Soft Sword] swordsmanship, the originally sharp thirty-six swords became a geometric multiple in an instant......

Seeing that the sky was full of sharp sword qi, Teng Duoji's cross demon pestle only had time to touch the "Drunken Yinyue" thirty-two times in an instant, and he could no longer stop the opponent's sword pursuit, and in desperation, he could only retreat with Ban Dan Tashi in front of him.

[Thirty-six Swords of Ailao Mountain] is known as "the first offensive in the world's swordsmanship" in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and it is just the stunt of Zhu Ziliu, a second-rate master in "Yuqiao Cultivation and Reading", which is really not a first-class martial art.

The sword qi that filled the sky was definitely not only thirty-six, but three hundred and sixty could hardly cover the number......

Only a sword like "Drunken Moon" can complete such a sword move, otherwise the ordinary sword would have already broken into countless pieces under the method of [Finger Twisting Soft Sword].

The unique sound of sword qi rises and falls like the tide of the sea, and it is like rain hitting banana leaves, sometimes big and sometimes thin.

Under the crazy rise of the sword, Bandan Tashi, who bore the brunt of the attack, his body advanced and retreated, and every retreat was when the opponent's sword light soared, his hands whirred with the wind, emitting bursts of frantic energy, and penetrating into the sword shadow everywhere, in a vain attempt to resist this incomparably and irresistible swordsmanship.

Feng Qingyan smiled and said, "Two masters, today next year will be your death anniversary. ”

The sword surged again, instantly overshadowing the figures of the two innate powerhouses, and involving them in the sword momentum at the same time. (To be continued......)