Chapter 262

There are a total of 20 sects in the Moyun mountains. Each sect is now subject to the Qingsong sect, and no one dares to challenge the authority of Taoist Qingsong. Because Qingsong Taoist is the ancestor of Yuanying period, he represents God in the Moyun mountains.

Today, however, someone has come to challenge the God of the Moyun mountains.

Taoist Qingsong looked around him. He was in the martial arts arena of a sect. This sect is also a subsidiary of the Qingsong sect. Even the leader of the sect was appointed by Taoist Qingsong.

"It's the ancestor of Qingsong. It's the ancestor! Excellent! We are saved! "

"Help! Kill the arrogant devil

"Lao Zu, you have to decide for us!"

At the moment of Qingsong Taoist priest's appearance, the elders and disciples of the sect, including the golden elixir, saw the hope and cheered and knelt down to welcome the arrival of Qingsong Reverend. They all know that their sect is saved. The appearance of Taoist Qingsong is like a reassurance to them. Everyone believes that Taoist Qingsong will bring the arrogant young man to justice.

Then the young man came out slowly and looked coldly at the elders and disciples who were kneeling on the ground. His eyes were like the gaze of death, and the air suddenly became frightful. All the people stopped cheering and did not dare to speak again, because they felt like a cold knife on their necks. As long as they said one more word, their heads would fall to the ground.

There is a new grave in the martial arts arena. The soil on the tomb is still moist. It was dug out by the young man hand by hand. He did not use any tools, but relied on his hands. There are white paper money all around the tomb, and there is a tombstone in front of it. There are three incense sticks under the tombstone.

In front of the tomb, there were three people kneeling in horror. They were the elders of this sect, and one of them was the leader of this sect. These three people are the cultivation of the golden elixir six heaven. Usually they are even higher in the Moyun mountains. However, under the oppression of the young people, they have no ability to resist. These three people's faces are very pale, with startling wounds on their bodies. Looking at the figure of the young people is like seeing a heinous demon.

Taoist Qingsong always thinks that this young man is a little familiar, but he can't remember where he met him. His eyes fell on the tombstone and saw the words on it. Then his pupils shrank. He understood the identity of the young man.

"Let them go." Qingsong Taoist said calmly. He is the emperor of the Moyun mountains. He has absolute dignity. Even if the young people make him feel invincible, he has to maintain his dignity.

Young people are very proud, standing there as if an unattainable isolated peak, the body sends out the sense of killing people shudder. He was staring at Taoist Qingsong, and his killing intention became stronger and stronger: "if you defeat me, they will live. Otherwise, you and the three of them will be buried together for the people in the tomb!"

"It's too arrogant to be disrespectful to the old ancestor of Qingsong!"

"Kill him! Long live the ancestor of Qingsong

All the disciples began to shout and scold the young man for his arrogance. No one has ever dared to speak to Taoist Qingsong like this. They hope that Taoist Qingsong can show great power and take down the young man directly to cure his arrogance!

The sword in the hands of Taoist Qingsong has been pulled out of its sheath and pointed directly at the young man. When he saw the inscription on the tombstone, he knew that today's World War I was inevitable.

"Master Qingsong has made a move

"This crazy boy is dead!"

All the people were in awe at the moment when Taoist Qingsong took out his sword. They have never seen Taoist Qingsong before. Since the disappearance of Jiuhua, no one in Moyun mountain can compete with Taoist Qingsong. No one dares to challenge the dignity of yuanyingqi. As long as Taoist Qingsong looks at him, even the leader of Jindan jiuchongtian will kneel down on the ground.

But they forgot that the young man who dared to challenge the Taoist priest Qingsong was also a practitioner in the period of Yuanying!

A broad sword came from the young man's hand like a mountain. It was so thick and heavy that one could hardly breathe. Then the broad sword and the flying sword of Qingsong Taoist priest interweave together. A terrible wave spreads around the two swords and lifts everyone out. The fight between the two has produced great destructive power. The ground has been deeply split, the rubble has been flying, and the plants have been turned into powder. The fight between the two young children has turned all the facilities of the entire arena into nothing.

"Boom

Taoist Qingsong's body hit the ground and made a big hole. He gasped slightly and held the green pine sword. His breath was disordered. His hair, which had been carefully combed in the past, was also scattered. There was a sword wound on his chest that could be seen deeply.

He has never been in such a mess. Even when he was controlled by Luo Shang four years ago, Luo Shang never hurt Taoist Qingsong because of his commitment and Qing Mei. Since Luo Shang and his family left the Moyun mountain range, no one has been able to restrain him in recent years. Although due to the power of nudan, he had to obey the people of Luochen mountain, especially the unfathomable fenghaochen. However, the people of Luochen mountain kept aloof from the world and did not order him to do anything.

Taoist Jiuhua disappeared mysteriously, and Taoist Qingsong became the supreme monk in the Moyun mountains. Over the past few years, he retired behind the scenes and let Bai Lang manage the Qingsong school for him. He raised his own dignity and enjoyed the happiness of his family, and lived a life like an emperor. Apart from the occasional visit to Feng HaoChen, nothing can make him tremble.However, the arrival of this man five days ago broke his peaceful life. He had to come to the appointment and fight the other side to death.

But he lost.

He had known the result for a long time. Facing the man in front of him, he had no spare power to fight back. This man's sword is too overbearing. Every sword is as heavy as a mountain, which shocked Taoist Qingsong. In particular, his body method is extremely fast, and it seems that there is no spiritual power fluctuation. When he goes down with a sword, the sky is shattered and his cultivation is so terrible.

Many people around looked at the young man in the air in horror, just like a cold devil. With one sword, the Taoist priest Qingsong was hit hard, and the hope in everyone's heart was smashed.

The great ancestor of Qingsong came here and thought that he could bring the young man to justice, but no one thought that he could defeat the Taoist Qingsong easily.

He defeated the God in the mind of the Mosun mountain cultivator!

"The old ancestor of Qingsong was defeated?"

Fear and despair began to spread deeply in everyone's heart. Their supreme ancestor, Qingsong, failed so thoroughly in young hands. At the beginning, they thought that the old master of Qingsong could take down the young people and establish the supremacy of the Qingsong school. However, all these were defeated by the young man full of killing!

How can they not resist their enemies? Is it that this young man today is going to change the dynasty in the Moyun mountains?

The change of dynasties in the Moyun mountains happened once four years ago. At that time, the winner was the Qingsong Taoist, so he became the respected one in the Moyun mountains!

But after only four years in power, the young man appeared again. The change of the dynasty is that the highest cultivation talents have the ability to realize it. These little rogues only kneel down and submit. They have no right to choose the king in the Xiuzhen world with the highest power.

Strange to say, the fight between the two yuan babies destroyed heaven and earth and destroyed the entire martial arts arena beyond recognition. Only this new tomb was not disturbed by any interference, and there was not a piece of paper money missing.

Most of the people present knew this incredible young man, and even Taoist Qingsong was deeply impressed with him. The young man, dressed in sackcloth and dressed in filial piety, slowly fell beside the grave. He silently watched the words on the tombstone, which he had engraved with his own hands. It was penetrating and powerful.

"The tomb of master Boyang Taoist priest, the unfilial man stands alone in heaven."

That's right. This young man like a murderer was a black horse in the competition of Qingsong sect. He was also the apprentice of Taoist priest Boyang of Qiantian school, Gu Yitian!

Qingsong Taoist is now in Qiantian sect, which used to be the penultimate sect. Later, he won the second place by relying on a black horse. When they thought that Qiantian sect would be carried forward from now on, Taoist Qingsong stepped into the period of Yuanying and reshuffled the Xiuzhen world, which broke the thought of this small sect, and Daoists in Boyang also suffered disasters.

The young man in front of him was the black horse of the past. Gu Yitian was invincible among the young generation of the Moyun mountains. Finally, the Taoist of Boyang asked him to let go of the water, and he was defeated by the disciples of the Qingsong sect.

However, after a few years' absence, Gu Yitian surprisingly stepped into the yuan infant period. When he returned to Qiantian sect and wanted to find his master, he learned that Taoist Boyang had been destroyed by a traitor in the past. He did not know where he was. He was afraid that he had gone back to jiuxiao!

Gu Yitian was very angry and severely punished the traitors of Qiantian sect. Those who deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors had already become his dead souls.

He was unable to practice since he was a child, but Taoist Boyang saw that he was strong in mind, so he accepted him and let him take the road of physical cultivation. The road of physical training is difficult and dangerous, which ordinary people can't imagine. At that time, the practice world of the Moyun mountains was in chaos. He had to choose to leave the Qiantian sect. After many hardships, he walked out of the Moyun mountains. After being instructed by an expert, he entered the period of Yuanying. When he returned to the Moyun mountains to seek his master, he learned that the master had been killed.

Gu Yitian personally built a tomb on the martial arts arena of Qiantian sect. It was an empty tomb. He could not find the remains of Taoist Boyang, so he wanted to find someone to bury with him. He sent a challenge letter to Taoist Qingsong and asked him to go to master's grave. He wanted to defeat the Supreme Master of Moyun mountain in full view of the public, and let him apologize in front of his master's grave! Because it was the Qingsong Taoist who destroyed the future of the Qiantian sect and led to the accident of his master.

He did not know when his master died. On the day when he came back to learn about the accident of Taoist Boyang, it was the day of his death. Today, it happened to be the first seven.

"You kneel in front of my master's grave, kowtow and admit your mistake, and then make your own apology. I will let the rest of Qingsong sect go." Gu Yi said quietly. The broad sword in his hand didn't sink into the soil, which made everyone in the scene feel weak.

"Your master's death has nothing to do with me." Taoist Qingsong is looking at Gu Yitian. He never thought that the person who practices physical training will grow up to defeat him one day. What did he encounter in the past few years when he disappeared, which could make the cultivation progress so rapidly?

Gu Yitian's eyes twinkled and said, "if it were not for you, how could the Qiantian sect change? How could my master have an accident? You are sinful. You have killed so many innocent practitioners for your own power. You should have known that someone will come to take care of you in the future! "Taoist Qingsong chuckled bitterly. Although he had a good life in recent years, he was given all these things by others. He wrapped up his accomplishments and everything. Even now he is the servant of others. He was a brave and resourceful hero. Luo Shang gave him a chance to unify the whole Moyun mountains. This was his dream, and he never regretted it.

He thought that relying on his own cultivation, he didn't need to worry about anything. Only when he knew the arrival of Gu Yitian, could he understand that it was his duty to be alert to danger in times of peace.

"Kill me! I won't kneel down for Taoist Boyang. " The Taoist of Qingsong looks at death as if he were returning home. In the past, because of his daughter, he had to kneel at Luo Shang's feet, but now Qingmei has gone away with Chengyan, so he has nothing to worry about. He unified the whole Moyun mountains and became the supreme one. He was respected by thousands of people and enjoyed great glory. Even if he died, he would have no regrets.

"Then I will personally drink to my master with your blood sacrifice!"

The broad sword soared into the sky and appeared in front of Taoist Qingsong in the blink of an eye. The blade of the sword flashed with cold light and wiped it on Taoist Qingsong's neck.

Taoist Qingsong sighed and closed his eyes, waiting for death.

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