The four left the cave and walked towards the fifth stairs mountain.

The fifth tier mountain looks like a barren earth slope. Although there are traces of trees, flowers and plants growing on the ground, only tree stumps are left in the palm trees, which seem to be cut off by some sharp teeth. The flowers and plants on the ground are all left with rhizomes underground.

"Boss, there are disciples from the inner courtyard in front of us, so we won't let us go." Huawu went to explore the way forward first, and ran back to bring him such news.

Ye Heng also felt that there were many people standing on the fifth stairs mountain from a long distance, and his cultivation seemed to be very high. However, their spiritual energy was stable and they did not fight, but sat in place to rest.

"Don't the disciples in the inner courtyard have a special hunting ground? Why did they come to this place?" Hua Long looked at his younger brother with a little confusion and said, "Did you read it wrong?"

"Wrong?" Huawu shook his head and said, "How could I read it wrong? You know that guy, brother, too. Zhao Zhihan, you have humiliated brother before, do you still remember?"

"Zhao Zhihan?" After hearing this name, Hualong's face changed by 180 degrees, and his tone was gloomy: "Let's go and take a look."

"Slow down." Ye Heng called Hualong, glanced at him lightly, and said, "Why are you suddenly so angry? Who is Zhao Zhihan?"

When Hualong saw Ye Heng ask a question, he had to temporarily suppress the anger in his heart and explained: "When my brother and I first came to Mount Li, we accepted three tasks of the masters, all of which were related to Zhao Zhihan. We clearly completed the task, but he refused to stamp our credit card. I was so angry that I fought with him."

Speaking of this, a look of resentment flashed through Hualong's eyes, "This kid's cultivation has entered the Xuan Realm. I am no match for him, so I lost to him."

Hualong seemed quite unwilling to accept it, but he was not afraid of the enemy. He now wanted to go over and take a look with his younger brother.

"Boss, this is a matter between me and him, and I hope you don't interfere." Hualong glanced at Ye Heng deeply.

"I respect your thoughts." Ye Heng nodded faintly.

"Thank you, boss!" Hualong glanced at Huawu, the two nodded to each other, and then ran towards the fifth stairs.

Ning Qianzhi turned her head and looked at Ye Heng, saying, "Ye Heng, you know that they will suffer losses in the past, so why don't you stop it?"

"Didn't you stop it?" Ye Heng smiled slightly, looked at the back of the dragon and the martial arts gradually disappearing, and said, "If I stop it, it is obvious that I have good intentions, but they will not appreciate it. Some things have to be done by themselves. Regardless of whether they have this ability or not, they should also let them try it. If they really need help, they will speak."

"Man, what a strange creature." Ning Qianzhi curled her lips and accelerated her pace towards the top of the mountain.

Five people stood under a slightly sunken earth pit. Their cultivation levels were all at the early stage of the Xuan Realm. They were sitting cross-legged on the ground and meditating. They seemed to have experienced some kind of war before, and they looked a little embarrassed.

"Zhao Zhihan!" Two people stood above the earth pit. The dragon looked at a middle-aged man with a Chinese face below and showed his fierce light in his eyes, like a little tiger eating people.

The five people couldn't help but slam their eyebrows when they heard the sound, and subconsciously looked up at the top of the pit. Among the four, the only man named Zhao Zhihan changed slightly, "So it's Junior Brother Hualong. Long time no see, has your injury healed?"

A few months ago, during the two competitions, Zhao Zhihan punched Hualong and vomited blood with one punch, and his inner abdomen was damaged. He took more than ten days to recover. He almost suffered a serious injury to his vitality and his cultivation level declined.

As the saying goes, the enemy was extremely jealous when they met. Zhao Zhihan stopped practicing and led four people to the direction of the dragon transformation.

"My injury has been cured long ago. Why did you run to the Black Rock Mountains? Could it be that the monsters in the Kuncang Mountains are too fierce, so you have to hide here and bully low-level monsters to survive?"

"Brother Zhao, who is this kid? He speaks with a thorny voice. Could it be that you have a holiday?" A fat man with a black face next to Zhao Zhihan asked with a smile.

"Hey, I used to help me fight against water. The water spilled all over the floor. I didn't stamp it. He wanted to duel with me. As a result, I was beaten so hard that I was lying on the bed for more than half a month. I guess I'm here to challenge me again." Zhao Zhihan waved his sleeves and said to the four people around him: "Brothers, beat me up, take it for more, and it will be solved soon."

"Haha... there are such interesting things. Why didn't Brother Zhao come up with them earlier to let me have fun!"

"There is nothing to be proud of when injuring a disciple from the outer courtyard. Don't say anything more. I, Zhao Zhihan, can't afford to lose this person."

"Don't you bet! I'm going to kill you today!"

"Kill me? Just you?" Zhao Zhihan was slightly stunned, and he walked slowly towards the direction of the dragon, saying, "If I want to kill you, you have already died countless times!"

Click—

A light sound came from the hillside, and a young man with a calm face and a faint gaze walked up the earth slope and stood there quietly, like a strong mountain pine growing on the wasteland.

Zhao Zhihan and the four people behind him were slightly stunned. For some reason, the young man had just won the battle and everyone suddenly became quiet, as if an invisible majesty aura emanated from the young man, shocking everyone on the spot.

Zhao Zhihan licked the corners of his white lips, and his eyes flashed blue light, and glanced at Wu Jing on the young man's chest. The eighth level of the martial arts realm was close to the ninth level... This is the momentum that a martial arts realm boy can exude?

After knowing the other party's cultivation level, the five disciples in the inner courtyard kept their hearts slightly relieved. Zhao Zhihan raised his eyebrows slightly at Hualong and said, "Junior Brother Hualong, I have learned intelligence this time. I actually brought people here. Why don't I introduce it to me to my senior brother? Who is this?"

Before Hualong could speak, the young man standing on the slope said impatiently: "Why haven't the fight started yet? I'll solve it earlier, go up the mountain early, and there are green flames and white warblers to kill."

"Boss, I'll solve it right away!" Hualong heard the meaning from Ye Heng's words. The boss was not worried about him and came to see him. Instead, he thought he could defeat Zhao Zhihan, so he urged him to take action as soon as possible.

The boss did not underestimate him! This was undoubtedly a great encouragement for him, and it also calmed down his impatient heart.

"Zhao Zhihan! You either die or I die today! Take action!" A black light flashed in Hualong's hand, and a black iron spear appeared in his hand. The spear was pitch black and shining with bright red spear, and the body of the gun was more than two feet long. The spear head was three sharp blades. I don't know what materials were added, but there was a faint flame coming out.
Chapter completed!