One of these three elders was Master Qingbo who Zhou Gan saw that day. On the left was an old woman dressed as a Taoist nun with kind eyes, with a spirited eyes, and leaning on a crutch; the other was a white-haired and young person with no age, but her body was full of energy. She looked like a tide. She turned into electric light and divine fire, and kept jumping in front of her. At first glance, she was much more powerful than an ordinary elder.

"I have met Master Qingbo, Master Nushan, Fairy Pingfu." Most of the juniors present bowed and greeted him.

"Why are they here?" Zhang Yuan muttered.

"Why, have there been no elders involved in the past?" Zhou Gan asked in a low voice.

"Of course, how can I interfere with my younger generations?”

‘Then why did they come this time?’ But it was not only the two of them who had this idea. The atmosphere on the scene became strange for a moment.

"Everyone, why don't you welcome the path?" Seeing this, Jingxuzi quickly shook the whisk and blew it.

"If there is a guest, please wait for the bed." Lou Wangshu made a comeback and greeted several familiar fellow disciples Chong Xuanfeng, which relieved a little of the embarrassment.

"We were also juniors back then, and we hated the teacher who would bother him if he had something to do. In fact, this hero meeting was no longer as usual. Senior Brother Tianlongzi had an order that you would no longer just talk about scriptures, or have a conversation to test your skills." The Master Nushan explained, and Zhou Gan suddenly remembered that Master Nushan was Lu Sanguan's master.

"This, Master, the next five-vein sword competition is not yet here." Zhao Tong from Wulong Peak asked with a thorn in his mouth. Thinking of this, it seems like this.

"Whether you want to compete or not, you can just follow me. We are just passing messages." Qingbo said coldly, not looking like a good deal.

All the disciples present were silent. What is this? How could there be such a strange saying? Hu Tong, the tiger spirit, grinned and laughed, "Isn't it just a fight? I'll come first. Who of you is itchy? You want to compare?"

"Yunlou, you try it first," Qingbo turned his head and said to one of the disciples of Chongxuan Peak, who obeyed the orders with stern eyes.

"Isn't this arbitrary squad!" said the little girl Zhang Yuan, shattering.

Hu Tong's origin is also strange. He was originally a mount accepted by an elder of Wulong Peak. His qualifications were not very high. Usually, he was just used for transportation. If it were normal, it would be a few hundred years before he could have wisdom. As for turning into a human form, it would be even more difficult. It was just a coincidence that when he visited a friend, he accidentally ate an immortal herb of the elder friend. By chance, he turned into a human body. After being together for hundreds of years, the elder had long been used to this tiger spirit, and could not bear to abandon it, so he could only ask the head of Fang to accept it and take it to the Qingcheng Gate Wall and let him discipline himself.

Therefore, long before becoming a disciple of Qingcheng, this tiger spirit had been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years. It was extremely powerful. He opened his mouth and flew out two yellow lights. This was a flying sword made of his sharp teeth. A strong wind blew up from the ground. It was Yun Conglong and Feng Conghu!!

Yunlou on the opposite side was not easy. He flicked his fingers and flew out with one finger. There were about a hundred and ten flying swords, with more than a few hits. This set of celestial swords were still treasured by Xuanfeng, probably given to this disciple. Each of them was not inferior to the flying swords he had worked hard to refine. Seeing that the situation was not good, Hu Tong quickly pinched his magic fingers, and the two swords turned into a thousand-layer sword net, layer by layer, putting these flying sword nets into it. The tiger's sword skills were not bad.

Seeing this, Yunlou slapped his hands and shot out countless fist-sized fairy thunders, sweeping towards the large net in the air. Unexpectedly, before he could get ahead, there were suddenly strands of barb spikes on the net. Some fairy thunders seemed to be pierced, and turned into vital energy and dissipated. But the disciples of Xuanfeng were not easy to bully, so they made changes. The clusters of fairy thunder suddenly turned into Taiqing divine light and shone directly on the sword net, like boiling water and snow, turning into blue smoke. The trapped celestial sword suddenly escaped like a dragon, like a flying star, bringing a large area of ​​wind, frost, water mist, heavy snow and light snow, covering Hu Tong together.

This set of celestial phenomena swords is the match between the ancestors and the twenty-four solar terms. When they follow the heavens, each solar term will be sacrificed to refine a flying sword, rain, Jingzhe, Spring Equinox, Great Heat, and Light Snow. According to this, if all the power is used, all kinds of celestial phenomena can be summoned to defend the enemy. Although Yunlou cannot do this, he also uses the sword to transform the weather and uses six or seven points of power.

Hu Tong was shocked when he saw this, and quickly turned over and rolled into a giant elephant-like tiger. His whole body was white hair like snow, his limbs like pillars, his head like a millstone, his feet like claws, and his feet were shaking. A loud roar came out in the air, and a strong wind roared, and the flying sand and stones blew away all the wind, rain, frost and snow, as well as the flying sword.

This demon wind is a natal magical power that Hu Tong has developed since he was aware of it. Now he has added Qingcheng Immortal Technique to redeem it, which is even more powerful.

"People with scales and horns!" The old Taoist Qingbo said dissatisfied with his disciples.

The two of them changed rapidly and had a prominent momentum, both of which were extraordinary, far beyond their fellow disciples. What is amazing is that the nearby flowers, plants and trees had no influence at all. It can be seen that they practiced the magic to the subtle point, without spotlessness and no leaves.

The younger generations nearby also watched the fun and gained something. After half an hour, they finally decided the winner and the winner was decided. They threw out another powerful magic weapon, air dissipation cone, to break the steel bars and iron bones of the Taoist tiger spirit.

This battle is also considered a match for the opponent, and a good talent is about to meet. However, Hu Tong was dissatisfied and muttered: "What is the ability to show off his power with magic weapons?" But he didn't think about it. Could it be that this fellow Chong Xuanfeng sect could not fight with its tiger monster that has become a spirit?

The next one who is willing to appear was a female disciple from Tai Sufeng. She was called Yan Yuluo. She looked pretty, but her swordsmanship was very advanced. Among the younger generations, she was the top.

Master Qingbo asked another disciple of Chongxuan Peak to come out to fight. After a long battle, he still won the Xuan lineage. However, the winner this time was a bit disgraceful. Senior Sister Yan should have the upper hand, but for some reason, if the opponent had the help of the gods, he used several tricks in a row and actually got it back.

But Zhou Qian obviously noticed that Qingbozi's mouth was moving, and eighteen-nine times, he sent a message to secretly raise a secret. Many other fellow disciples also saw it, and the atmosphere became even more weird. Jingxuzi frowned and wanted to go forward to say something, but was stopped by his stern eyes.

This competition should have both wins and losses, and they are all ordinary, but for some reason, these elders of Xuanfeng all took it so seriously, and even offered to show off their faces to help their disciples win.

It should have been a mutual exchange between the five meridians. After this stirring, it turned out to be a scene of four meridians vs. one meridian, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger.

Li Qiong'er was so proud that when she saw her junior sister being bullied, she immediately stood up and said to the opponent who had just won: "Taisufeng, Li Qiong'er, learn your master's tricks!"

Then the Hanyue sword was unsheathed, and the cold light suddenly rose. In an instant, it slashed on the head of the person opposite, dozens of feet in a radius, and ice condensed. A large area of ​​cold mist emerged in the air, rolling sorrow, and a mighty storm.

The man was shocked and quickly released a flying sword to defend against the enemy. He used the guarding style of Qingcheng sword technique - Huanfeng Guardian. The continuous sword circles rotated, like a god peak in front of him, covering himself with great obstacles.

But before the Hanyue sword approached, the sound of "crack" came, and the flying sword flew slowly. It turned out that at some point, a thick layer of ice formed on the sword body, not only sealing the light, but even the driving force was faintly and not very agile.

This disciple Chongxuan Peak was brought here to participate in this group of heroic gatherings, whether it is Taoist or magic, and he was always a genius. Seeing this, he quickly cut off his tail and abandoned the flying sword. With his hands together, he developed a Tai Chi Bagua diagram. It was the method of reversal that he had learned by comprehending Lao Dan’s Tao Te Ching. As long as his Taoist practice is not higher than him, he can use the power of heaven and earth to bounce back most of the magic. It is also a very powerful skill. If Yan Yuluo had not been able to overcome this method before, he would not have gained the upper hand.

But unexpectedly, when Li Qiong'er urged her ten-successful power, the cold air around her was sucked into the Hanyue Fairy Sword like a dragon swallowing water, and a thin layer of ice was covered with the sword blade, with ice light shining everywhere and glass luster, which was ten times sharper than before!!

"Hiss" sounded like a ripping silk, and the Tai Chi diagram cracked in response to the sound. The sword blade was close to the neck of the fellow disciple, and a bloodline was drawn. With a sweep of the breeze, Li Qiong'er's hair floated slightly and fell down again.

"You lost, this senior brother."

Seeing this, these three elders frowned slightly. Within a few moves, the disciple who was already quite hopeful for him was defeated, which was really embarrassing.

"Zhao Mou, come and try it." After saying that, a handsome disciple came out of Chongxuanfeng's disciples and lowered his head to say yes.

Zhou Qian raised his eyebrows. Wasn't Zhao Mou the opponent he encountered in the second round of the Five Chakra Swords? In his memory, the battle was very fierce. It is said that this person had obtained the inheritance of the scattered immortals, and his magic weapons were one by one. If he had not been arrogant at the time, he would not have lost to himself, who was still shallow at that time.

What is even more strange is that, logically speaking, Zhao Mou was no match for Senior Sister Li back then, so why did he let him come first? Moreover, Zhou Qian was confident that in recent years, although he had been delayed by his own efforts, there were not many people in Qingcheng Mountain that could be compared with him. He didn't believe that this opponent was the same as himself, and his supernatural powers increased greatly.

"Senior sister, you're polite." Zhao Mou said with a smile.

But he didn't expect Li Qiong'er didn't want to be polite to him. The Hanyue Sword turned and brought out a cold current to cover this son.
Chapter completed!