Zhen Guojiang

Yan Xia was actually shocked. He had guessed many ways the Lord of the Qingping Palace used to make trouble, but he never thought of this one. In Yan Xia's eyes, although Shen Yu told him that Cheng Mu was going to die, in his inherent impression mileage Mu Jue is very human, it is impossible to be checked and balanced so easily, and although the owner of the Qingping Palace is weird, he is by no means able to subdue Cheng Mu so easily.

Yan Xia was thinking about how to act, and when Yan Xia was thinking, all the people in the martial arts world were shocked, and all the masters beside Cheng Mu stood up suddenly when Cheng Mu was laid down, except for one.

The head of the Canghuang Sect is considered an old senior in the martial arts. Although he was disheartened before, but now that the enemy is in front of him, the flesh on his face is tense, his eyes are across the four directions, and he is staring at the Qingping Palace Master and the surroundings. For his accomplice, he moved his right thumb slightly and pushed away the scabbard in his hand, leaving an inch. He was waiting, waiting for the master of the Qingping Palace to act. As long as the master of the Qingping Palace showed a flaw, he would be able to rescue Cheng Mu.

The face of the master of Dazhong Mountain was extremely cold. He was originally a cold-tempered person, but what happened before his eyes was tantamount to hitting him in the face. But at this moment, the tea water in the cup was swaying, and the tiny water droplets floated on the water and spread evenly on the tea water. The scattered tea leaves in the cup viciously condensed into a small ball in the cup. With determination, it seemed that he was about to rush out of the cup in the next moment.

He shook the water in the glass, his voice was very cold, like the spring water left from the snow-capped mountains, it was freezing to the bone and blood, and the cold air was pressing: "If you make a mistake here, you will be hunted down for the rest of your life."

The owner of Qingping Palace Jie Jie smiled, not taking this to heart at all, he said: "Then you have to guess whether I dare or not."

As soon as Palace Master Qingping finished speaking, the Master of Dachongshan looked at Cheng Mu in front of him. Cheng Mu twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, without any fear at all. This expression temporarily appeased the anger of Master Dachongshan. Very indifferent, but in this indifference burst out killing intent, said: "If you ask me to guess, I will only guess that you dare not."

The Master of the Qingping Palace froze when he heard it. If someone else said it, he might have some doubts, but the one who said this was the Master of Dazhongshan Mountain. Being away from the human world and not communicating with ordinary people for more than [-] years has long been unable to judge according to common sense. The judgment of this person cannot be judged like other people.

The lord of the Qingping Palace was silent for a moment, his voice seemed very firm, but he knew that he was hesitating in his heart, but he couldn't show it, if he showed it, all the people present were fine, then his advantage would not be lost Existence, at this moment, he is glad that he is still wearing this mask that can cover his face, so that his cold sweat will not stay for everyone to see, he hissed, and said: "My dagger is here, you You can completely act according to your ideas, I will not hide, and Cheng Mu will never leave my hand."

Just as Pagoda Master Linglong was about to speak, the Mistress of Qingping Palace squinted at him and said, "Pagoda Master, you should stop talking, I dare not listen. No one in the world knows the power of Tower Master's illusion. If I made a mistake, wouldn't it be The tower owner's fault."

Master Linglong Pagoda heard this and looked at Cheng Mu. He didn't move too much because he was afraid of the mouse, but moved his fingers slightly and stopped talking.

While other people looked at the Master of Qingping Palace with solemn expressions, Jing Yuan really didn't move. He sat there casually, with a sneer in his mouth, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes, but it was only for a moment, and no one could see him. He didn't speak, waiting for the next move of the Palace Master of Qingping Palace.

And Cheng Mu's expression didn't show a trace of fear, and his face didn't even change a bit. His voice was steady and even reassuring. He said: "It seems that the Palace Master of Qingping Palace is indeed very human. He can drink energy in my tea bowl." The poison | medicine that affects my internal strength, it must take a lot of thought from the Palace Master to find this poison | medicine."

Hearing this, the audience was in an uproar. Cheng Mu's martial arts are so high that ordinary poison|drugs can't help him at all. It must be that the cult has prepared for a long time for today, and they have worked hard enough to find a poison|drug to restrain Cheng Mu. See It seems that what Cheng Mu said is right, the evil faction has not only quietly hidden in the various sects, but also has taken action against them, but everyone's heart is chilled, even Cheng Mu can't resist the poison|drug, they can Can it resist, and most importantly, when did the evil faction poison it.

The Master of Qingping Palace clenched the dagger tightly in his hand, and took another step closer to Cheng Mu's neck. He watched the movements of the people around him and sneered.

The voice of the Lord of the Qingping Palace was hoarse, like the sound of a wooden saw scratching on a dead tree. It was extremely unpleasant. When he spoke, everyone felt a strange feeling on their bodies, as if a layer of fine eggs had grown on the flesh. , hatched on them, fluttered, and some even scratched their arms, only to find that it was just an illusion.

He said: "I have heard that the old leader Cheng participated in the battle between good and evil. My method must be very ridiculous in the eyes of the old leader Cheng."

The meaning of the owner of the Qingping Palace is very obvious. Back then, the cult was born out of nowhere. Wherever it went, there was no grass growing, and blood flowed like a river. All martial arts knights had never seen the methods of the cult, and they all suffered losses in their hands. Not calm, even in panic all the time, and none of the people sent to the rescue, they maximized their fear. Cheng Mu's sect disappeared in that battle between good and evil. There are only a few people left.

At that time, Cheng Mu was a hero who had just established his reputation in the martial arts world. Because of his wealthy family, he generously donated money, was handsome and polite, he was sought after by the martial arts people and respected by his disciples. For Cheng Mu, it was almost a devastating blow.

Cheng Mu put his old sword on his body, gave up everything, and went to revenge alone. He didn't expect to meet Kuanghe, who was also in the rivers and lakes. I can't wait to unscrew my final potential. In this way, he grew faster and faster in the battle with the evil faction. In the end, he was able to restrain the evil faction, and finally cooperated with Kuanghe to kill the evil faction at the border. , Since then, it has become famous all over the world, and no one is fighting for it.

Cheng Mu is invincible. Such an impression is solidified in everyone's mind. Even after more than 20 years, they still dare not question Cheng Mu's authority. The Lord used poison, which endangered Cheng Mu's life.

Cheng Mu didn't have any mocking tone, and still kept his calm, saying: "There are thousands of poison|drugs in the world, just because I can find the poison|drug to subdue me, I will naturally not underestimate you, besides, at that time You appeared in front of me, relying on betraying the characters of the cult, but you must not be the manipulator behind the scenes, but the master behind you, he should appear."

The Master of Qingping Palace smiled and said: "You should know who my master is, but it's a pity that you were wise all your life, but fell on friendship."

Before Cheng Mu could speak, a young man suddenly shouted: "You traitor, the righteous way could kill you back then, and now you can't escape the end of being wiped out."

The Master of Qingping Palace looked at that person, that person was a disciple of a small sect, but at the age of seventeen or eighteen, just when he was impulsive, the senior brother beside him grabbed him violently, telling him not to say more, but this The man was so angry that he wanted to continue cursing, but suddenly found that he could not speak. He felt a pain in his throat, coughed hard, and spit out blood.

It became difficult for him to breathe, and his face gradually turned red, and when he was too full, he turned pale again. The people next to him hurriedly forced him to force his poison, and his complexion gradually improved. The Palace Master of Qingping Palace watched such a play , said: "I'll forgive you this time, do you know what to say and what not to say?"

The young man was unable to speak at the moment, and his face was pale. Seeing this, Cheng Mu's face changed slightly, and suddenly someone laughed softly. The laughter was too abrupt in such a quiet time, and everyone looked over there. It was a corner , standing a person, this person is wearing a bamboo hat, he lowered his head, no one can see his face, only he is wearing a green gown with bamboo leaves embroidered on the cuffs, no one knows who he is, and no one Knowing where he came from, he is like a gust of wind, coming from nowhere and going away from nowhere.

When the Master of Qingping Palace saw this person, he said with respect in his voice, "Master."

When the Lord of the Qingping Palace at home said this, everyone was shocked. They had prepared their weapons when Cheng Mu was captured before, and staring at this man, they aimed their weapons at him.

The man felt the murderous aura around him, raised the corners of his mouth and raised his head, revealing the handsome face under the bamboo hat. Everyone was shocked, and one of them accidentally called out: "Leader."

The person who came was Zhong Lixu, the mole at the corner of his eye was gone, only the eyebrows and eyes of ink and ink were bent, his face was a little too fair, but he was smiling, quite handsome, he had the same appearance when he first became the leader of the martial arts alliance. He was praised by many chivalrous women. Over the past few years, time not only did not take away his natural appearance, but also added a mature charm to him.

Standing here at the moment, he looks like a son of a family who is out for an outing, without the slightest hint of being involved with a cult.

When Zhong Lixu heard someone call out such a title that he hadn't heard for a long time, he thought of something, and smiled, maybe this face was too handsome, this casual smile was not only impolite, but rather coquettish.

Zhong Lixu didn't answer the man's cry of mistake just now, he just stared at the stage silently, the few people on the ring stood from above, like a brass wall and iron arms, blocking everything.

Zhong Lixu made a move, and took out the sword that symbolized his identity: "Autumn Water Sword", this sword was when he rescued a woman from Qing Yunzhu when he first came out of the martial arts, and the woman handed the sword to Zhong Lixu , Since then, he took this sword to travel around the rivers and lakes, and gave the sword the name "Autumn Water". As his fame grew, his sword became more and more famous. His sword is more famous than "Cheng Mingyi", the leader's name is more memorable.

When Zhong Lixu took out the Qiushui Sword, everyone had already confirmed the identity of this person, he was the "Leader", the "Leader" who was said to be seriously injured and unable to bear the heavy responsibility of martial arts.

Everyone was amazed, and those young knights in the martial arts even dropped their jaws in shock. They looked at Zhong Lixu, most of them had exaggerated expressions, and they couldn't understand how the person who was supposed to be lying ill in Cheng's house could Standing here, although this person's face is pale, his eyes are full of pressure, making people dare not underestimate him.

He started to walk towards Cheng Mu, like a light bird or an elegant leopard, he walked slowly, without using any martial arts, just like an ordinary person, or he It's not easy to be with ordinary people. His figure is extremely elegant, and he really behaves like a gentleman.

The people below should have stopped him, but for some reason, there seemed to be something magical about him that suppressed everyone from making a move, and could only watch him walk past in a daze.

Yan Xia is far away from him, but since the competition with Yan Lanjin, his experience of internal force is rare in the world. He can feel that Zhong Lixu's internal force has overflowed from his body, forming a thick barrier around him, and he can't help protecting him. He was still suppressing the people around him, and Yan Xia could also feel that, except for Yan Xia himself, no one around could see the thick internal force on Zhong Lixu's body, which was so terrifying.