Chapter 391: Qi Zong Hui Qi

The third one arrived was Mo Daoshan.
Huo Rushan was naked, with two knives on his shoulders, and swaggered across the city. He rode on a wildebeest and walked into the sky, just like heaven.
"Master Huo Shan!"
The crowd cheered.
The people of Mo Daoshan used to cut and kill fierce beasts as their cultivation method. Their swords are fast, they are not afraid of death, and they have made great achievements in the defensive battle and the attack. The beasts that Huo Rushan killed with a sword are no less than a thousand.
This is a great merit for the benefit of the people. Everyone's respect for Mo Daoshan comes from the heart.
Huo Rushan nodded arrogantly and dared to enter.
When he entered the door, he looked around for a week and found that there was no legendary Shen Sangong, and his face was a little hesitant. "Have the people who abandoned the sword villa yet arrived?"
The Shangyin man sneered, "Master Huo Shan is calm and impatient, I'm afraid this young man won't care too much about us old guys, it is possible to come any time."
Huo Rushan said angrily: "It's not that bravery! I really don't know the heights and heights!"
Grandma Jin shrugged her shoulders and was planning to destroy the treasure, and still expect people to give face? Shen Zhenyi is simply an arrogant person. It would be as early as destroying their inheritance. It is so fake, and I do n’t know who to show it to.
She is a irritable and temperamental woman. Shen Zhenyi's disciples offended her disciples. She just wanted to kill them and was too lazy to engage in so many superficial articles.
"Dear friends, why bother?"
There was a faint laughter outside the window. An old man from the Eguanbo band gave in, but it was Zhuo Liufeng, the owner of Jinxianmen.
Jin Xianmen originated from the West and was originally a foreigner, but today it is no different from ordinary humans.
Zhuo Liufeng has been the host of Jin Xianmen for more than a century, and his skill is unpredictable. Now he is training the next generation of successors, and he must retire.
This old Yun Jianxin is the most elegant martial art.
Because of the old qualifications, everyone has a little respect for him, that is, Grandma Jin and Shangyin people both pay tribute.
Huo Rushan shook his head and complained, "Zhuo Lao, this young man who abandoned Jianshan Village really didn't understand the rules. Later, I should ask Shen Zhenyi in person and give him some lessons."
Today's goal is to find out. Some of Shen Zhenyi's disciples have dealt with it by themselves, but whoever goes to find out the bottom line of Shen Zhenyi, they haven't discussed it.
Huo Rushan meant that he wanted to take the shot himself?
Zhuo Liufeng, Grandma Jin and Shangyin people looked at each other, this is not so simple.
"Discuss the matter, and wait until the suzerain arrives."
It is also impossible for them to make a decision just a few.
While he was speaking, there was another Favorite Master of Miaoxian Lianzong. He took Fang Zhi and waited for several proud disciples, stepping on a pure lotus flower, and darted in.
This man was dressed in white, with a bald head like snow, with a beautiful appearance, and a temperament with a dazzling dust.
The Miaoxian Lianzong has always been one of the most popular gates in the 19th Outer City, and it is because of this aspect.
"You come early."
The Pratt and Whitney glanced away and nodded faintly when they saw anyone.
Miaoxian Lianzong always thought that he was orthodox, and his relationship with the sects was also not close. Pratt and Whitney was deeply respected and respected, but Grandma Jin and others were also unwilling to deal with him, and the atmosphere in the building became Even more embarrassing.
"That's what happened to the Seven Doors."
As a deacon of Tianmen Outer City, Shi Jiaguang secretly murmured that he would not blind his eyes to the halo of the seven major gates. He knew more about the puppets under the bright and gorgeous appearance, and had no awe.
Sima You still lowered her head, a sneer sneered on her face.
auzw.com These ancestors in the outer city, after all, do rude things, otherwise, it will not be so easy to be fooled to deal with the abandoned sword mountain village.
"And those two are not here?"
"Xiongzhenmen and Swallows are in a chain. These two have fought fiercely in recent years. They have almost torn their faces in order to promote the inner city. It seems that this time they will join forces."
People outside the building talked a lot and talked about the past.
Ge Zhongwu of Xiongzhenmen and Swallow Xiao Bishui were successively enemies. After fighting for hundreds of years, after taking charge of the ancestral gate, they still had three appointments.
Once in ten years, at the top of the Northern Emperor Cliff, they both struggled for several days, regardless of victory or defeat, and then they kept fighting.
If it weren't for an abandoned sword villa in front of them, they would have to fight each other.
After all, the promotion is the most competitive of these two.
Dang-Dangdang-
There was another bell, just smelling the fragrant wind, a burst of laughter, and several cricket figures appeared in the west sky.
They are holding a fan, dressed in a palace costume, very gorgeous.
"Seven swallows are here!"
"What a beauty! It's hard to see these people on the rivers and lakes at ordinary times, and it's a real sight today!"
"How old is the leading swallow this year, and how can it be like a girl in twenty-eight? It's almost a soul-stirring!"
Everyone praised in unison.
There are many beauties of the Swallows. Their sectarian organization is slightly different from that of other factions. They are not taught by masters and apprentices, but preached in the form of worshiping sisters.
The eldest sister is called "God Swallow". Of course, it is also promoted by a resource, which made her step into the third place of God and humans, while others ranked first.
Golden Swallows, Silver Swallows, and Flower Swallows, although there is no restraint between teachers and disciples, have also formed a specific atmosphere.
Xiao Bishui, the contemporary swallow, swept across the nineteen outer cities with a colorful exercise, and was equal to the one-legged bronzer of Xiongzhen Menge Zhongwu.
She has a beautiful face and is now at least two hundred years old, but still looks like a girl.
"Sister, we are here!"
A swarm of swallows laughed and crowded Xiao Bishui into the building.
Xiao Bishui opened his mouth, but was different from everyone. The concern was not Shen Zhenyi, who abandoned the sword, but Xiongzhenmen.
"The frame of Xiongzhenmen is really big, isn't it yet?"
The martial arts review of the month of the month usually starts at noon. At this time, the day is empty. Xiongzhenmen, who is the host of the martial arts review, is not yet available, which really makes people criticize.
"Xiongzhen Men pretends to be our seven lords, of course, the last one must be there in order to meet their identity. Xiao Zong, even if you are, he does not look at them."
Shangyin sneered and provoked alienation.
Xiao Bishui ignored him, and the swallow serial and Xiongzhenmen were the deadly enemies, which did not mean that she liked to be lost.
The relationship between these seven cases is intricate and complicated, with common interests and contradictions.
"Who said that Xiongzhenmen was lazy?"
Outside the building, a loud voice sounded, Ge Zhongwu strode forward with arrogance. His son Ge Xiaoding followed closely behind him and followed suit.
"Yuedan's martial arts review is our seven great events. Of course, the old man must be careful. No matter whether it is the owner of the business hall or the chief of the Xiao family, I dare not be underestimated."
Every time he said a word, he took a big step in the air. When the two sentences were finished, his figure was already in the building.
The words spoken were like humming in the ears of everyone.