After Cao Feng finished speaking, the room was silent.

The young daoist who forgets the truth thinks he has heard it wrong.

He turned his head and looked at the Cold Mountain dispatch Elder.

The other party opened his mouth and finally made no sound, just a wry smile.

Taoist movements turned a little stiff and looked back at Hui Tianyu and Cao Feng.

He was very angry and smiled: “What did you call Poor Daoist just now?”

Hui Tianyu stepped forward at this time and answered before Cao Feng: “Senior Brother Cao just According to the original statement, he himself has no intention of being disrespectful to the Taoist.”

Young daoist sneered, but seemed to disdain to follow Tianyu and Cao Feng again peers, but turned to look at the Cold Mountain sent Elder.

“Tentatively when what they say is true, how does Your sect plan on this matter?”

Elderly let out a long breath: “This matter, the old man can’t do it Lord, you need to see the decision of the Sect Master of this school.”

Seeing Cao Feng’s appearance, Elderly had an ominous premonition in her heart.

Cao Feng is not stingy, reckless, and dissatisfied with the view of forgetting truth.

He actually came down the mountain, what does the mountain mean, obvious at a glance.

That young daoist said with a sneer: “Poor Daoist said earlier that he called your Sect Master to meet in person. What about the others now?”

He looked around everyone:” It seems that I have found a new backer, so that you have the confidence to abandon the original view?”

Cao Feng also sneered: “The Daoist’s words can be said to be serious. This faction has found a backer, but not New patron.”

“Senior Brother Cao…” Hui Tianyu didn’t want to directly conflict with each other with the door.

But Cao Feng waved his hand: “Just put the words straight and open.”

He looked at the front of him and forgot the truth about the discipline:

“Your sect He Zeng Become our backer? It’s just to treat us as animals.”

Wangzhengurudisciple Hehe laughed: “Not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth, it’s rare to know something about yourself.”

Cao Feng hehe Le: “It is you who do not know yourself. Compared with Chang’an City, you are not worthy of carrying your shoes.”

“hehe, it’s just swallowing Longbei It’s just a county Tang Jun.”

Young daoist shook his head: “However, you are also frank.”

At the same time he praised him and smiled.

And his figure, in the eyes of the three Cold Mountain faction, suddenly became illusory, and the twisted space, like a cloud of smoke, would disappear in place.

At the same time, behind Cao Feng, silently, there seemed to be clouds floating in the air, condensing into an arm.

Half a daoist robe sleeve is put on his arm, his five fingers stand side by side, and he pokes towards the back of Cao Feng’s neck.

The cloud and smoke change, and the hand knife pokes, the action seems to be gentle and gentle, but in fact it is fast as lightning.

The three of Cao Feng, who have been practicing martial arts for many years, didn’t even have time to notice such a sudden and hidden move.

However, they do not need to be aware.

At the moment when the young daoist’s figure changed, Cao Feng’s long sword came out of his waist.

Like lightning piercing the night sky, Cao Feng’s sword is faster than the opponent’s sneak attack!

young daoist was shocked.

He is the legend of Wangzhen Guan.

The magical smoke shift of the Taoist spell of Shimen has been practiced by him.

The Wangzhen View is listed in the Holy Land of the Four Avenues in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and its unique knowledge is natural and exquisite.

Smoky cloud changes, Form Displacement Shadow, everything is only in a flash.

Cold Mountain is not a small local power in Qinzhou Prefecture, Longbei County.

Cold Mountain Sword Art has several points of desirability in the eyes of Wangzhenguan disciple, but that’s all.

The two sides played against each other, and the Cold Mountain faction inheritance was undoubtedly crushed by the forgotten truth.

Normally, the young daoist this move is displayed, and the whole person disappears in the same place as a cloud of smoke.

Then appeared behind Cao Feng, and he hit the back of Cao Feng’s neck with the Daoist fist technique, and broke his cervical vertebra on the spot.

The strength of the three Cold Mountain dispatchers is completely beyond his reach.

He did the same, killing all three fanatics in front of him one by one.

It should have been this way.

But now, Cao Feng Yijian is obviously faster than this young daoist expected.

He used the phantom smoke shift, before his body completely disappeared in place, Cao Feng pierced out with a sword of lightning.

While he was rushing forward, he took advantage of the situation to avoid the Taoist jab from behind.

Then a sword pierced the young daoist’s body, which was still in place.

No blood spilled.

Suddenly the clouds shattered and drifted away, as if dreams and visions in a bubble.

The young daoist’s dragon jab missed Cao Feng.

Cao Feng’s sword also failed.

But the young daoist was shocked in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, he is cautious.

Before turning his face, he habitually performed an illusion technique in secret.

Spell reverses the light and shadow, blinds the perception of the three Cold Mountain faction, and makes them misjudge the position of the young daoist.

Cao Feng only frustrated.

At this moment, the magical technique is cracked, and the true figure of the young daoist appears on the side.

Poke the dragon hand failed, he urgently needs to change his tricks.

However, two electric lights illuminating the night sky suddenly flashed.

The Taoist priest only had time to block one of the “lightning”.

But another lightning-like sword light penetrated its shoulder blades and nailed the Taoist priest directly to the wall of the house.

He looked at Hui Tianyu in shock: “The Sword Art of the three of you is not Cold Mountain Sword Art!”

It was Hui Tianyu and the Cold Mountain faction. Elder, play a sword with Cao Feng.

Since you have started, there is no need to keep it. The three of you will spare no effort together.

The exact same sword of night terror, lightning illuminates the night sky three times, killing a young daoist completely unprepared.

At this moment, Cao Feng walked up to the other person, smiled and patted that rather cheek:

“I said you are not a backer, Chang’an City is the one, now you understand why ?”

He was full of joy and excitement.

Although the opponent was not injured by his sword, if the opponent was not cautious just now, and prepared an illusion technique early on, Cao Feng’s first sword might have made a direct contribution.

The other party is not a descendant of the Mountain Tiger Church and the Perak Sect, but the official biography of the Taoist Holy Land.

As a result, he was hurt by the Dark Night Terror Sword.

Chang’an City, really deep and unmeasurable.

If you can make more merits, will you have more and better rewards?

Just think about it, Cao Feng will feel dizzy.

“Leave his life first, take it back to Chang’an, and leave it to Mister Wu for disposal.” Hui Tianyu said calmly from the side.

The Cold Mountain sent Elder to look at the young daoist, with a slightly complicated expression, but in the end it was nodded: “It should be so.”

He called Tianyu and Cao Feng to take each other up the mountain first , And he himself gathered and returned to the Cold Mountain School of Qinzhou Mansion.

Next, there may be another big battle. The Cold Mountain faction may not be suitable to stay in Qinzhou temporarily.

It is time for them to return in a swirl of dust after Chang’an City and Wangzhen View decide the outcome.

The entire group returned to the city, and the Wangzhengguan discipline was taken in front of a black clothed Wu Mister Yun.

Zhang Dongyun glanced at the young daoist, a smile faintly evoked at the corner of his mouth.

“Notify his elders to come and talk.”


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