Zuo Lengchan got up and prepared to take the people away. Ding Mian and others sneered at Changle.

I killed your master, but what can you do?

They felt that Changle had just taken over Huashan, so naturally he would not have made a grudge with the Songshan Sect now. Even if it was really a grudge against the killing master, he would not have made it clear now.

After all, the Huashan Sect has always claimed to the public that Yue Buqun died at the hands of the Demon Sect. Even so, Zuo Lengchan was ready for the Huashan Sect to suddenly attack.

"Left Alliance Leader, Ding Mian, Lu Bai, Le Dai, you four are all staying." Changle said seriously. "The revenge of the master is always avenged. Today, all the colleagues who come to Huashan are here, this matter is the matter of our Huashan and Songshan Sect. If you want to intervene, you will never stop with me Huashan!"

Master Dingyi couldn't sit still after hearing this, "President Zhao, was Junior Brother Yue really killed by Senior Brother Ding?"

"Uncle Dingyi, if it weren't for this matter, would Changle have wronged them for no reason?" Changle seemed calm, but his tone was full of murderous intent.

Yes, if there was no such thing, would the Huashan Sect have nothing to do to fight the Songshan Sect?

"Why is our Five Mountains Sword Sect so much?" Master Dingyi said angrily.

"Boy! It's a bit difficult for you to keep us!" Zuo Lengchan said coldly.

After he said that, Ding Mian shot an arrow into the sky.

"Zhao Changle colluded with the Demon Sect! He intended to destroy the alliance between the Five Mountains, and his crime should be punished!" Zuo Lengchan said as he looked at Changle.

This was their first time meeting, but when they met Zuo Lengchan felt that this person could not be kept no matter what!

Originally, he saw that Huashan was in great shape today, and planned to wait three days later, when the Five Mountains Alliance got rid of Changle.

But I didn't expect that the Huashan Sect suddenly attacked now

You want to fight! Then fight!

My Songshan Sect is not afraid of you either!

"The surname is Zuo, and let me leave the four guys." Changle pointed at Ding, Lu, Le, and a nine-curve sword Zhongzhen and said.

Changle was one-on-five, and everyone around looked at him in surprise. Could this kid be a lunatic? The four he chose were the strongest among the Thirteenth Taibao.

And there is also Zuo Lengchan. I really don’t know if he is skilled, brave, or arrogant.

"Then leave these four to me." Lin Pingzhi smiled sweetly.

Linghu Chong also spoke coldly, "I'll have four."

Not everyone in the Thirteen Taibao period has the strength of Ding Mian.

The strength of Lin Pingzhi and Linghu Chong and others was already average. In addition, during this period, Huashan was practicing swordsmanship to restrain the Songshan School.

So their chances of winning are still very high.

"It's so arrogant!" said with a sneer.

It seems that Feng Qingyang, whom he fears the most, should have intercepted the masters who were lying in ambush at the foot of the mountain. It would be better if you deal with them first, and then take your people to siege Feng Qingyang.

Zuo Lengchan looked at Yu Jizi coldly, and the latter hesitated for a moment and said, "Zhao Changle colluded..."

He said halfway through the heart by Taoist Master Tianyi with his long sword. Taoist Master Tianyi shouted, "Senior Brother Tianmen was killed by him. Today I want to avenge him!

Yu Jizi looked at the long sword passing through her chest, a little confused and helpless, and finally slowly closed her eyes.

Taoist Master Tianyi had seen Changle's strength, and he felt that Huashan might not necessarily lose today, so he followed Zhao Changle to take a gamble.

A real man cannot be without power for a day!

I gamble! A man dies and a bird is facing the sky, and he will never die forever!

The other side

Since ancient times, there is only one road in Mount Hua!

Feng Qingyang took Chunjun to find a tree and hide from the scorching sun.

Chunjun thoughtfully took out a mat and spread it for Feng Qingyang. He also took out a pot of water and wine.

"If you make an appointment, the strong enemy will come. Are you not afraid at all?" Feng Qingyang said with a funny look.

"Not afraid." Chunjun said with a smile and shook his head.

"That's good, watch it carefully this time. I can still be a gust of wind and rain for Huashan while I am alive. When I am gone, you younger generations should kill people by themselves." Feng Qingyang looked at Chunjun and said seriously.

Chunjun nodded and placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Although I am young, I can still kill people!

Hearing the sound of arrows coming from the mountain, Feng Qingyang, who was originally half lying, sat up.

Many men from the underworld rushed up with sharp blades from the bottom of the mountain.

Feng Qing stood up and yawned, stretched his waist and said with a smile, "This road is not open."

"Kill him!" everyone shouted.

The leader of the left ordered that he heard the arrow, and anyone dared to stop him from going up the mountain and would be killed without mercy!

"Hey, I haven't used a sword for many years, but I'll use it today." Feng Qingyang's waist was hanging from Yue Buqun's gentleman sword.

He wanted to use Yue Buqun's sword to retreat to the enemy to comfort his spirit in heaven.

"Old guy! Don't pretend to be a ghost!" said the man holding a meteor hammer viciously.

In his opinion, the old man can solve this problem with just one blow.

His meteor hammer shone with cold light at Feng Qingyang.

He only saw a little cold light

That's the last thing he saw in this world

After a sword

Even the person and the hammer fell to the ground, and the hammer was destroyed by the death

"You guys go together to make me sweat." Feng Qingyang swung gently, and the blood on the sword was clean.

Feng Qingyang, one man and one sword head at the entrance of Mount Hua, and no one can step up the mountain.

"You guys go back!" A hoarse voice rang among the crowd.

The person who spoke was an old man with a blush face.

Behind him were three people who were about the same age as him.

"Junior Brother Feng, don't be fine!" This person is a famous person in the Songshan Sect, and he is Zuo Lengchan's uncle.

They are all the trump cards of the Songshan School, and they all went down the mountain today.

"Are you?" Feng Qingyang shook his head and did not recognize him.

"I, Wang Song! Junior Brother Feng should not remember me. You were like the sun in the sky at that time, and I was just an inconspicuous little person from the Songshan Sect." The old man said this, but as soon as he won, the leaves around him were rustling.

At first glance, he is a master with profound internal skills.

The three old men behind him were speechless, and there was no need to talk nonsense when killing people.

"Living well, why do you still have to come and die?" Feng Qingyang asked as he looked at the four of them.

"For the Songshan Sect, isn't Junior Brother Feng also for the Huashan Sect?" Wang Song said with a big smile.

He smiled and took the prank

Big Songyang hand!

Each palm had a strong internal force, Feng Qingyang said with a smile, "A interesting guy finally came."

When Wang Song's palm wind just came, Feng Qingyang said to Chunjun, "Look at my swordsmanship clearly."

Chunjun opened his eyes wide. He seemed to see thousands of swords in an instant, but it seemed that there was only one sword.

"The wind of Huashan is indeed famous!" Wang Song said, spitting blood.

Feng Qingyang pulled the sword out of his throat and said angrily, "You still have to say this kind of thing? You three come together."

The sword intent of Dugu Nine Swords has long been integrated into his sword path by Feng Qingyang.
Chapter completed!