Chapter 250: The White-clothed Sword God Feng Ziyue

Feng Ziyue left Yunhu Jincheng, parted ways with Shen Siniang and Xin Yuyi, and went to Canglan Mountain.

At this time, Canglan Mountain was purely a place name.

The majestic Wulin Holy Mountain that stood that day has now disappeared without a trace, only a piece of flat land and a mysterious white jade "labyrinth" palace.

When the Demon Suppression Stone Tablet first appeared in the world, there were also many people who went to visit, wanting to find out the secrets, but no one has ever succeeded, and secondly, although Canglan Mountain was destroyed, but the Zhenwu Palace Dao system was not destroyed, under the leadership of Bu Tianyi, a group of disciples of Canglan Mountain, next to the ruins of Canglan Mountain, rebuilt Zhenwu Palace, this sphere of influence, or not allow others to invade.

In Canglan Mountain, although due to the death of the Martial Saint and the end of the Heavenly Martial Trial, the prestige was greatly damaged, but the strength in it was still extraordinary.

At the beginning, among those envoys, there were already many innate masters, and among the disciples of Canglan Mountain, there were also many people who had broken through the innate masters, although they lacked the existence of top masters like Yunhu Jincheng, but the thickness of the residual strength should not be underestimated.

Therefore, although there is a group of undead treasure hunters around the surroundings all year round, most of them dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

When Feng Ziyue arrived, he saw that all the way was full of pedestrians.

He was dressed in white, and Shi Shiran went to the rebuilt Zhenwu Palace.

However, a well-wisher reminded him, "Little brother, in front of you is the forbidden land of the Zhenwu Palace of Canglan Mountain, without their permission, you are not allowed to trespass, you see that many of us, although we all covet the white jade 'labyrinth' palace, we dare not enter it so openly......"

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a purple face, who looked like an old and serious person.

Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, but heard someone next to him snort coldly, "Boss Wu, what do you care about these juniors who don't know whether to live or die?" They are carrying a sword, wearing white clothes, and have a little white face, they all think that they are Feng Ziyue, where are they still having any eyes'?"

The person who spoke was a rough man, talking about others, but he was also carrying a sword on his back and wearing a white robe, and he was nondescript, and when he saw Feng Ziyue's gaze sweeping towards him, his eyes widened.

"What, boy, are you not convinced?"

During the year of Feng Ziyue, he became famous, he likes to wear white clothes, and his swordsmanship is skillful, and during this year, he has broken out of the name of a white-clothed sword god.

People in the martial arts are all envious, so the dress of this white-clothed long sword, after being outdated for many years, has become popular again, and even this rough man has caught up with fashion.

"Little brother, this is the truth, the palace master of the Zhenwu Palace of Canglan Mountain has issued a ban not to step into the original range of Canglan Mountain...... You're young, don't give up your life......"

The purple-faced middle-aged man who spoke in front of him was kind, grabbed his companion, and explained to Feng Ziyue.

It turns out that after the overturning of Canglan Mountain, the white jade "labyrinth" palace appeared, although everyone did not know what it was, but there were always legends that it was the place where Canglan Mountain hid treasures, and it was inevitable that some people were ready to move and wanted to find out.

Over the past year or so, countless people have come, which has inevitably affected the reconstruction of Zhenwu Palace.

What's more, this was originally the sphere of influence of Canglan Mountain, how could Bu Tianyi allow others to come and go freely? A ban was issued at the moment, and whoever dared to break into the boundary of Canglan Mountain would be killed.

He killed a few people fiercely, and finally stopped the people who blatantly broke inside.

However, due to greed, there are still countless people surrounding and secretly snooping, Bu Tianyi is also unable to prevent it, after all, now that the vitality of Canglan Mountain is greatly damaged, it is impossible to have the same deterrent power as before.

So he can only resign himself to these people who are entrenched outside and turn a blind eye.

But if someone walks in openly, it's a kill!

Feng Ziyue knew that the middle-aged man was a kind reminder, smiled, and got up to thank him.

Naturally, he was not worried that the people in Canglan Mountain would come to kill him, so he had no choice but to brush off the kindness of this middle-aged man, and still go to Zhenwu Palace by himself.

"Look!" the rough man pouted, "Big brother, I told you a long time ago, this kind of boy and brother, you don't listen to what you say, you really think you are a white-clothed sword god?

He probably also wanted to enter Canglan Mountain and was unable to enter the door, and suffered losses, so he was very happy to see others unlucky.

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, didn't care about him, walked slowly, just walked a few steps, suddenly heard the sound of hurried horses' hooves behind him, and when he looked back, he saw a black "colored" carriage galloping, with a golden "colored" pennant "inserted" on the car, non-stop, brushing Feng Ziyue's side, and running towards Zhenwu Palace.

"Gotcha, another ...... that doesn't know the height of the sky."

The rough man snorted angrily.

He has seen a lot of things these days, although it is better to give away his life alone like the kid just now, but he is also embarrassed, he sneered, waiting to see the joke.

I saw that the carriage had just rushed out a few steps, and it was about to step into the range of Canglan Mountain, when suddenly the two horses pulling the cart in front of them screamed together, their front hooves raised, and they were unable to move forward.

"What kind of boy dares to trespass on Canglan Mountain? There is a ban, and those who cross the white line will die!

I heard the shouts of several teenagers from nowhere, and the carriage stopped, and in front of them stood several teenagers with white belts on their heads, their faces gloomy, and stopped them.

Ordinary people in the rivers and lakes naturally do not have this kind of treatment, as long as they cross the white line in front, their heads will immediately fall to the ground, and there is no reminder.

However, this carriage is quite extraordinary, and at a glance you know that it is a child of the family.

At the beginning, Canglan Mountain, naturally, no one had to give face, with the Martial Saint and the Pure Heart White Mist in charge, even if it was a madman from outside the sky, he would not be able to take advantage of it.

However, now Canglan Mountain is different from the past, losing the Martial Saint and the Pure Heart White Mist, although there are many innate masters and although the strength is thick, but in the face of powerful innate masters, they still suffer losses, so it is inevitable to be a little softer for some children of the Innate Secret Realm.

These arrogant children of the Innate Secret Realm, when they break into battle, Bu Tianyi also has to give some face.

I only heard a long laugh in the car, but the voice was quite rude.

"Are you a disciple of Canglan Mountain in front? I am Lu Yunxiao of the Ten Thousand Years Bogu Zhai, last year my younger brother Lu Renfeng participated in the Tianwu Trial, and was given by the Lord of Mengbu Palace, and suffered some minor injuries, and I came today to seek justice from him!"

10,000 years of Bogu Zhai?

Feng Ziyue's heart moved, and he had some impressions of this name.

In retrospect, isn't Lu Renfeng, who was 10,000 years of Bogu Zhai, a fool who was dissatisfied with his chief position and was knocked over by himself because of the banquet after the Tianwu trial?

Unexpectedly, he actually had an older brother, and he came to Canglan Mountain to provoke at this time.

Canglan Mountain has been descending for thousands of years, acting domineeringly, and in the Tianwu trial, there are many children of the Innate Secret Realm who have been damaged, although they are all voluntary, but it is inevitable that there are some people who count this hatred on the head of Canglan Mountain.

In this way, the enemies of Canglan Mountain are all over the world.

In the past, there were Martial Saints and Pure Heart White Mist, so naturally no one dared to disturb them.

But nowadays......

Feng Ziyue couldn't help but be a little worried, this 10,000-year-old Bogu Zhai's Lu Yunxiao can stand up for his younger brother, and it is inevitable that after that, no one will come to find trouble one after another.

Canglan Mountain is different from the past, but I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with.

Now that only a year has passed, Yu Weishang may be able to be deterred, but as time passes, I am afraid that the days of Canglan Mountain will become more and more difficult.

"No matter who it is, now that the Zhenwu Palace is being rebuilt, there are no outsiders, and the trespassers are dead, so retreat quickly!"

The disciples of Canglan Mountain spoke equally unkindly.

For thousands of years, they have also been used to pride, and how could they look at other disciples of the Innate Secret Realm.

Lu Yunxiao was furious, only to hear the banging sound, a figure jumped out of the carriage, and flew towards the white line in front.

"Canglan Mountain disciple, it's too arrogant, try the young master's methods!"

He raised his palm and clapped it, and the sound was very powerful.

Feng Ziyue frowned, this Lu Yunxiao turned out to be already innate and his strength was not weak.

Seeing that he is less than thirty years old, stepping into the congenital, he can be regarded as a generation of geniuses, but thinking about his younger brother Lu Renfeng, less than twenty, he is already the peak of Wuzun, and when calculated, it is roughly not bad.

The disciples of Canglan Mountain who came out were just a few martial artists, how could they resist this innate palm?

Scold!

Feng Ziyue was about to make a move, but he saw those disciples, each showing their swords, posing, it was very wonderful, only to see a sword light, connecting the four of them, endlessly, it was actually Lu Yunxiao's palm, bounced back!

"Sword Formation!"

Feng Ziyue nodded, and couldn't help but praise!

"What a well-defended sword formation!"

Canglan Mountain has been famous for martial arts for thousands of years, and there will definitely be something at the bottom of the box.

This set of defensive sword formations is the crystallization of their thousand-year-old battle with demons, even if it is an innate demon, it cannot be easily defeated, Lu Yunxiao is arrogant, thinking that a few acquired martial artists are not at ease at all, and they will suffer a big loss with one move.

"Click!"

Lu Yunxiao's moves were old, but he was counterattacked back with all his strength, and he couldn't resist it, so he had to retract his arms and resist the palm force that rebounded back, his own palm power could be resolved, but he was in the air, and he had nowhere to borrow his strength, and he couldn't help himself, he flew back upside down, hitting the carriage, and in the bang, he actually hit the carriage with a big hole!

The dignified innate master, the descendant of the 10,000-year-old Bogu Zhai, the subordinates of the four Wuzun, lost an adult!

Feng Ziyue laughed slightly, this Lu Yunxiao is clearly just entering the congenital, and his strength is not pure, and he doesn't know if he was instigated by his younger brother, or if he thinks too highly of himself, he even dares to come to Canglan Mountain to provoke with this ability, and it is inevitable that he will become an example of Liwei.

"Look for death!"

Lu Yunxiao was disgraced, he was annoyed and angry, if he didn't kill the four people in front of him, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get back face, so he flew up and attacked with all his might.

The four disciples were not in a hurry, they had been fighting with demons for many years, and they had never seen any scenes, and they were not afraid of this innate master.

At this time, I only heard a cold snort, "Who dares to come to Canglan Mountain to spread wild!"

Lu Yunxiao's body was stunned in the air, and he suddenly froze still, but he saw a black shadow flying in, and with just one palm, he slammed Lu Yunxiao to the ground, and he couldn't struggle for a long time.

Feng Ziyue raised his eyes and looked, this person also knew him, but he was only one of the envoys of Canglan Mountain, but he was born early, and it was naturally easy to deal with a fledgling like Lu Yunxiao.

"Hello Seven!"

The four Canglan Mountain disciples bowed down and saluted when they saw the man coming.

After the overturning of Canglan Mountain, the status of the envoys in the mountain has also improved a lot, otherwise, these disciples will not be very respectful to them.

That person was the seventh envoy, nodded and glanced at Lu Yunxiao disdainfully.

"Such a character also dares to spread wild in Canglan Mountain, and he does not soak in 'urine' to take care of himself, what ten thousand years Bogu Zhai, such a small innate secret realm, also dare to shout in front of Canglan Mountain?"

He sneered, and Lu Yunxiao was lying on the ground, his face was red.

Lu Yunxiao retreated for several years, and finally broke through the innate in one fell swoop, he was originally complacent, and felt that the younger generation, who else could I be, just my younger brother Lu Renfeng came back, and cried to him about what happened to Canglan Mountain, and he heard that Canglan Mountain overturned, and he wanted to become famous at the moment, so he came to Canglan Mountain arrogantly, who knew that he didn't even see the main master, and was beaten so embarrassed by a few disciples and a leading envoy!

Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, shook his head, and stepped forward slowly.

The purple-faced middle-aged man was taken aback, "Little brother, you really want to go......"

Even Lu Yunxiao, who has been in Bogu Zhai for 10,000 years, has become like this, and this little brother still has to hold on to the past?

Feng Ziyue came from afar, and the envoy and the four disciples couldn't help frowning when they saw that before the lesson, there were still people who dared to come over.

Lu Yunxiao struggled to get up, and saw a young man in white coming over and spitting.

I can't even get over myself, isn't this kid here looking for death?

It's also good...... It's also good......

He wished that this young man would be embarrassed and miserable, so that at least he would not be so miserable, so he watched coldly at the moment, waiting to see a good show.

When Feng Ziyue got closer, Lu Yunxiao was surprised that the four disciples and the envoy had not spoken a word of warning.

I thought about it in my heart and understood.

He is a child of a family, although people don't look at Canglan Mountain, but at least they won't kill indiscriminately, so as not to make too many enemies, but this kind of scattered people in the rivers and lakes will die if they die, who cares, so the disciple of Canglan Mountain didn't even bother to say a word of reminder, just waiting for him to cross the white line and die.

It must be so!

Lu Yunxiao was vicious in his heart, looking at Feng Ziyue coldly, waiting to see the moment when his head hit the ground, so that he seemed to be more comfortable, and he didn't know what kind of psychology this was.

It's a pity that he himself is thinking wildly, but he didn't notice the surprised expressions on the faces of the four disciples and the usher.

When Feng Ziyue walked up, the four disciples and the envoy were trembling all over, and they couldn't speak with joy.

Feng Ziyue's feet crossed the white line.

"Good kill! good kill!"

Lu Yunxiao shouted in his heart, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that the four disciples and the guide envoy were full of excitement, pushing the golden mountain to the jade pillar, and fell to the ground with a bang, extremely respectful.

"Lord Martial Saint, you're back!"

"What?"

Lu Yunxiao was dumbfounded, so shocked that even his jaw dropped.

The middle-aged man and the rough man watching from the back also looked incredulous.

This young man in white is not a fake.

It's the real white-clothed sword god, Feng Ziyue!