Chapter 26 Chapter 5, Junfeng Shows His Edge on the Painting Screen

Guo Ao exclaimed in surprise: "Master Qingxu?" A gust of mountain wind blew, and Qingxu's body was like a fallen leaf, crumbling. Guo Ao took a step forward, trying to support him.Bai Yong stretched out his hand and stopped him. Boyong's expression was extremely cautious, it seemed that the corpse in the pavilion was not Qingxu's corpse, but a molted shell after the incarnation of a demon.Bai Yong has always been carefree, this is the first time this nervous look appeared on his face. Guo Ao was slightly taken aback, and stopped his movements immediately.Bai Yong didn't say a word, but Shen Qingyi sneered: "Two great heroes who pretend to be heroes, but they are afraid of a corpse."

Bai Yong smiled slightly, but did not answer.The pine wind was rustling, and suddenly there was a sound of heavy footsteps on the stone path of Huafan Peak.The sound of these footsteps made the ground resound loudly, every time the foot landed, there was a slight stagnation, and then it was raised again. The terrain of Huafan Peak is secluded, and the mountains and forests are clean. Only the singing of the woodcutter can be faintly heard in the distance, but it corresponds to the slow footsteps, resounding in the forest, and there is a gloomy chill in the distance. The sun shines through the thick leaves, and the green color is like substance, pressing heavily on the hearts of the three of them.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and gradually turned around the mountain path, but there were two Taoist priests in their thirties, with swords slanted on their backs, and a small eight trigrams pattern embedded in the sword, which was exactly the Wudang sect. sign.The two lowered their heads, and just walked on their own, until they reached the side of the three of them, without looking up, they walked towards the pavilion. Shen Qingyi has always heard that Shaolin martial arts people are arrogant and conceited, seeing him today, they are indeed more powerful than the rumors.Can't help snorting heavily.

Those two went straight to Qingxu's side, and sat down cross-legged.As soon as they sat down, the faces of the two of them suddenly became pale, without a trace of blood. Their lives seemed to be sucked away by the power of the secret magic hidden in the forest in an instant, and they suddenly turned into two stiff corpses. ! Although Shen Qingxi did not have the cultivation level of Bai Yong and Guo Ao, he had already seen something was wrong.Her eyes gradually widened, filled with disbelief. The mountain wind was rustling, blowing Qingxu and the clothes of the two Taoists. Although the three of them were sitting with their heads bowed, they seemed to have a pair of sinister eyes hiding in the dark and watching Guo Ao and the others coldly.

Shen Qingxi couldn't help but shivered in Lingling. But at this moment, there was another burst of footsteps coming down the mountain.In a short while, two more Taoists walked up, also without saying a word, they sat next to the previous two Taoists, and died as soon as they sat down. Guo Ao couldn't help clasping his hands. He really didn't expect the murderer to be so cruel, almost killing everyone in the world! A pair of Taoist priests came up, and more and more people sat in the pavilion, until it was full.There was a moment of silence in the mountains.The damp Cui Wei floated in front of several people's eyes, like a ghostly green will-o'-the-wisp dancing non-stop on several corpses.

Suddenly, the footsteps down the mountain sounded again.Guo Ao turned his eyebrows upside down, as if he couldn't help but want to make a move.However, the one who came up this time was not a Taoist priest—it was a man in gray and a man in white.The gray-clothed man had a faint expression on his face, but the white-clothed man was arrogant, with his eyebrows raised, showing a kind of incomparable arrogance. Guo Ao's eyes suddenly shrank, fixed on the man in white. The man in white turned a blind eye to Guo Ao's gaze, sneered slightly, followed behind the man in gray, passed Guo Ao and the others, and sat in the pavilion.It's just that their faces didn't turn pale, and their heads didn't bow down.Not only did he not look down, but he also looked at Guo Ao and the other three with burning eyes—it was Chongxuan and Ling Baohe.

Guo Ao said angrily: "It is you Tianluo Sect who killed so many people! The Wudang faction has already suffered a catastrophe, do you really want to kill them all?" Ling Baohe sneered and said: "Wudang faction convenes the Jianghu Zhengdao, and holds some kind of martial arts conference. Could it be that they will have good intentions? Aren't they going to deal with us? Just because of this, they deserve to die!" With that said, with a wave of his hand, a piece of paper flew towards Guo Ao.Guo Ao didn't answer it. When the piece of paper flew by, he had already seen a few simple words written on it:

"September 16th, in Dongting Lake. Martial arts conference, the world competes for supremacy. Participate in state affairs, make alliances with blood. Work hard to correct the mistakes."——It is exactly the same as the Wuyue King's worship post. Guo Ao said: "Tianluo destroys Shaolin, destroys Wudang, deliberately seeks Emei and Kongtong, covets Huashan and Putuo, and the righteous way of martial arts unites to deal with you. What's the point? Since I met you today, you don't need to say much, just draw your sword." Ling Baohe laughed wildly, and said: "Okay, I didn't enjoy the battle just now! Now my sword is here!" He didn't move, he didn't sit up, turned his hand, and the Qinghe sword was already revealed !

The sword's edge is calm, like a pool of autumn water. As soon as he makes a move, it seems to absorb all the emerald colors in the mountains and forests in one place, turning into the sword aura emanating from the sword's edge, approaching Guo Ao's eyebrows.Ling Baohe proudly said: "Pull out your Wuyang Sword!" Guo Ao smiled, as if he didn't realize the pressure of Ling Baohe gathering the spirit of the mountains and forests.The strange thing is that when he really let go and didn't feel it anymore, the pressure seemed to have disappeared, and it would never have any influence on him—it wasn't that he let go, but that he had already detached himself from it. out.

Guo Ao stretched out his hand and broke off a branch: "This is my sword." Holding the branch in his hand, he casually pointed at Ling Baohe.Thousands of green qi turned into Liuying, rushing away with this finger.Although Guo Ao didn't have the Wuyang Sword in his hand, the sword's intent unfolded at this time, but it was like a blazing sun, and all the spirit of the mountains and forests dissipated invisible.His whole body also radiated brilliant brilliance, with confidence and arrogance, standing proudly on the Huafan Peak. His people have merged with this mountain. If Ling Baohe's sword intent is like clouds, he is the mountain; if Ling Baohe is like clouds, he is the earth.

The clouds turn and the haze rolls, but the green mountains of the earth never waver. Ling Baohe looked at Guo Ao motionlessly, his pupils gradually shrank, and the thick purple awns flickered and coalesced in his eyes, deep as the color of hell.The air flow of the sword overflowed and became thicker and thicker around him. The Qinghe Sword suddenly made a slight whistling sound, which spread far away like a dragon's chant. The smile on Guo Ao's face did not change at all. The branch in his hand trembled slightly. Guo Ao pinched it with three fingers, as if he was just chanting the whip and pointing horizontally, without any killing spirit. The purple mist in Ling Baohe's eyes became thicker, and the trembling sound of the Qinghe sword became louder, occasionally mixed with a few beeping tremors, trembling faintly. The greenness on Shen Qingyi's face gradually rose, and he hugged Wuyang Sword tightly with both hands. Suddenly, there was a slight trembling sound in the air, like the wailing of a cicada, which disappeared in a flash.The branch in Guo Ao's hand didn't move at all, but suddenly a leaf floated down.Guo Ao's body was like a mountain, he stood still, his expression remained unchanged, but the branch protruded a foot.Then another leaf fell.It didn't take long for the leaves to fall, and the branches had become bare, but they had already reached five feet in front of Ling Baohe's chest. Ling Baohe stared coldly at the front end of the branch, the whistling sound of the Qinghe sword was extremely severe, above the dry clouds, it almost cracked one's eardrums.The branches in Guo Ao's hand also trembled violently, as if there was an invisible devil coveting in the air, waiting for the two of them to have a moment of suddenness, they would pounce on them and grab them to the deepest part of hell. Five feet...four feet...three feet...the branch is getting closer and closer to Ling Baohe, and the footprints that Guo Ao stepped on are becoming more and more clear.The whistling sound of the Qinghe Sword became louder and louder, and the trembling of the branches became more and more obvious!As long as there is one more inch, it seems that the entire sky will collapse and hit the heads of the two. Suddenly, a long whistle came from the foot of the mountain. The whistling sound was so fierce, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, rumbling and exploding above the head. Both Ling Baohe and Guo Ao were shocked, and the branch in Guo Ao's hand snapped in two. Both of them showed inconceivable surprise on their faces. This man's skill seemed vast and boundless, and in its depth and strength, it seemed to be even more powerful than that of the King of Wuyue. King Wuyue's skill is unsurpassed. In terms of internal power alone, Guo Ao and Ling Baohe thought they were no match. This man's skill is even stronger, isn't it already frighteningly strong? The two of them were in amazement when the long howl at the foot of the mountain suddenly turned into an angry roar, which exploded in the middle of the mountain.Immediately, Wanmu roared, as if a gust of wind had been rolled up.The birds in the forest were awakened by the shock, and they all flew up!Suddenly, the mountains are full of flying birds and their panicky chirping. Among the flying shadows of thousands of dots, a tiny black spot jumped up from the foot of the mountain and rushed straight up the mountain. The approaching person's movement is extremely fast, with a leap of more than three zhang, he took a few steps straight in the air, the birds flew away to dodge, the person's body was nimble, he touched a bird's wing, the bird was like a broken arrow, He plummeted down from the clouds, but he took advantage of the momentum to fly up.Then he kicked out again, and he flew through the void, stepping on the spine of thousands of birds, and rushed to the top of the mountain with great speed! Although Huafan Peak is not very high, but the mountain is steep, it is not easy to climb up, but this person has already rushed to the top of the peak in the blink of an eye by virtue of this unbelievable agility.He stepped on the back of a feathered crane with bare feet, and it fell in the air. It was really like thunder in the clouds, flying immortals from the sky, and before he could make a move, he had already caught people's attention! The pupils of Guo Ao and Ling Baohe shrank at the same time! Guo Ao knew this person, and he was the red-haired monk in the golden tent of King Wuyue, Zhe Luoyana! As soon as he landed on the ground, he took a look at Guo Aoling holding the crane, immediately smiled, and bowed to Guo Ao: "Little Monk Zarayana, who comes from Tianzhu in the Western Regions, it is really a blessing to meet the great virtues of China." Guo Ao clasped his fists and said : "Master, you are welcome." Zhe Luoyana turned around and bowed to Ling Baohe: "The little monk Zhe Luoyana comes from the western regions of Tianzhu. It is really a blessing to meet the great virtues of China." He said exactly the same thing. Ling Baohe sword qi was fighting Guo Ao, and was interrupted by his long roar, feeling unhappy, looked up at the sky, and said calmly: "I don't know you, and you don't know me, where does luck come from?" Zha Luoyana smiled slightly, and said: "Young monk, I came to the Middle Earth to pay homage to the martial arts masters, but unfortunately, the few born masters I met just now were just a hasty one, and they are already gone. Fortunately, the little monk received the order from the prince, saying that several masters will fight here, so the little monk didn't take the liberty, so he came here to see it." Shen Qingyi pursed her lips and said, "Monk, you only pay homage to the two of them, why don't you come to see me, Miss?" Zarayana glanced at her and said, "Young lady is not cultivated enough, so I don't want to see you." When Zarayana said this, Shen Qingyi's pretty face sank, and he said coldly: "You mean, you mean that my martial arts are not good?" Zarayana nodded and said: "If you don't believe me, you can try cutting me with your sword. As long as the girl can hit me, I will not only pay my respects, but also sincerely ask the girl to enlighten me. It's just that I don't think the girl has this ability." Shen Qingyi was furious immediately, and said fiercely: "Whether I have this ability, you will know if you try it!" With the sound of "choking", he pulled out the Wuyang sword! As soon as Shen Qingyi drew the sword formula, the slanting light flickered, and stabbed at Zheluoyana's right chest.Seeing that monk Tuo Da, she knew that he must have some ability, so she didn't dare to try her best. This sword is divided into seven points for attack and three points for defense. It is expected that the martial arts of Zarayana are considered to be sublime. , where can it be so high? Just listening to him grunting, he didn't know what to read. He stretched out his left hand, spread five fingers apart, and brushed towards the Wuyang sword.Shen Qingyi almost laughed, this style of fighting is really extremely barbaric, and the changes in swordsmanship can't be blocked by the palm of your hand.At that moment, she even released the remaining three-point force, the sword light was booming, and the move "Wind and Cloud Rises", rolled up seven bowl-sized sword flowers, and slashed towards Zhe Luoyana's finger. Hearing a soft sound of "Zheng", Shen Qingyi only felt a pain in the tiger's mouth, Wuyang sword was somehow hit by Zhe Luoyana's finger, and flew out quickly! A figure flickered in front of him, and Guo Ao sprang up like a big eagle. He stretched out his hand and grasped the Wuyang sword in his hand. He stretched out again, and the sword light sprinkled down like a snowflake, covering the figure of Zheluoyana. Jaroyana waved both hands together.His martial arts are very peculiar, his fingers are separated, like a cattail fan that is broken until only the bones are left, and he waved it very casually.The moves are extremely weird, not like Central Plains Kungfu at all.But he has strong true energy, changes in moves, and a set of strange mentality, his hands are like two huge net pockets, when the pockets are full, Guo Ao's sword light is actually scattered by him in the air! Guo Ao withdrew his sword suddenly, and with a flash of cold light, he handed the Wuyang sword to Shen Qingyi, saying: "Hold it this time, don't fight with others casually." Shen Qingyi's nose turned blue: "You insulted me?" Guo Ao said lightly: "I just don't want to see you working hard." Shen Qingyi suddenly threw the Wuyang Sword to the ground, and said bitterly: "I want you to teach me a lesson!" Guo Ao ignored her. Jeroyana Jishou said: "This benefactor is very skilled. I will teach you a few tricks." Although his Chinese tone is weird and blunt, his words are elegant and fluent. For many years. Guo Ao shook his head and said, "I won't fight with you." Zarayana was stunned, and said: "Why? Don't you Central Plains people like to fight to the death? Come on, come on, hit me hard, even if you kill me, I don't blame you. I was born for martial arts, I hope Die for martial arts." Guo Ao said: "Why did I fight with you?" Charoyana said: "To be honest, the most powerful secret book of martial arts in Tianzhu, the "Brahma Treasure Scroll", which is said to have been created by the great god Brahma, was exiled to the east three hundred years ago. Find the secret code by yourself and revive our teaching. The secret code is extremely powerful, and the person who gets it in the east must be the best martial arts master in the world. Therefore, the little monk traveled east for ten years, from Fusang to the Central Plains, to find Eastern martial arts masters compete one by one, as long as the person with the strongest martial arts is found, the secret code will definitely be on him. So you also have to compete with me." Guo Ao frowned, feeling that his logic was quite problematic.But seeing that Jaroyana's eyes were piercing, it was obviously not something that could be moved by words.He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should tell him the whereabouts of the Brahma scroll, but then he thought that the whereabouts are now too vague to find, so he just said lightly: "I am not the best in the world, you don't have to Hit me." Zha Luoyana shook his head and said, "How do you know if you don't beat him? Come on, come on, you can kill the little monk, and you don't need to pay for it." Guo Ao snorted coldly and ignored him. Seeing that he refused to allow it, Charoyana begged hard.Shen Qingxi had a straight face, but was amused by his nonsense. Bai Yong suddenly came over and smiled, "I have an idea, do you want to hear it?" Charoyana was overjoyed and said, "What way?" Boyong said: "Don't you want to fight? Did you see those two people on the opposite side? They like to fight the most. You go and fight with them, and you will definitely be able to fight enough! If you are lucky, you may be able to fight the world." The first master is here!" Zhe Luoyana was overjoyed, rushed to Chongxuan and Ling Baohe, and shouted: "Really? Really?" His face was full of eagerness. Ling Baohe sneered and said: "Really!" Slashed with a sword! Chongxuan raised his hand, held Ling Baohe's sword, and said with a smile, "It's fake." He raised his head, looked at Boyong, and said, "I don't like fighting, and neither does Tianluo Sect." Boyong didn't interrupt, waiting for him to continue. Chongxuan said: "Fighting is just a means." Shen Qingyi sneered and said, "A method? What a method, these dozen or so Wudang disciples were killed by you in a grand manner!" Chongxuan didn't look at her, and said indifferently: "They didn't die, they were just poisoned by the secret poison of our sect 'Pingbu Qingyun', their brains were being slowly destroyed, but they still had the last bit of consciousness left, so they subconsciously walked to high places, in order to get rid of them. Relieve the pressure in my head. But Daoist Qingxu is already dead, because he was under the shadow of the secret demon." Following his words, Daoist Qingxu suddenly opened his eyes.His eyeballs had turned blood red, cold, like the eyes of a devil, staring at everyone with empty cruelty. Shen Qing said angrily: "Isn't this worse than killing them?" Chongxuan ignored her, and said to Boyong: "That day on Wudang Mountain, if I made a full attack, it might not be impossible to destroy the entire Wudang army." Bai Yong nodded and said, "You are quite right." Chongxuan said: "But I didn't do that, because someone told me that my nemesis appeared. I can't put all the followers of Tianluo Sect on it." Boyong nodded again, and sighed: "Sometimes you have power in your hands, but you also bear obligations at the same time. I understand you." Chongxuan said: "So I want to find this person. He is not only my obstacle, but also the obstacle of Tianluo Sect. I didn't doubt you at first. After all, the biggest force that made me retreat was the 100,000 army of King Wuyue. But now... I am more and more unsure. Because the king of Wuyue is just an 'effect', who is the 'cause'?" His gaze slowly concentrated, staring at Boyong, as if he wanted to see through and see through this person . Boyong smiled: "So you brought us here and arranged for the Shadow of the Secret Demon to kill both of us?" Chongxuan nodded and said: "This is the safest way." After saying a word, the eyes of the two met! It was like two lightning strikes, but the sky darkened.Because the lightning is too bright, too fast, too vast! Everyone, in his destiny, there will be a partner who fits perfectly with him, and at the same time, there will also be an enemy that can never be resolved.These two people seem to be such enemies, and they seem to be the two poles of the universe, born to fight and hate each other. They never meet. Boyong's smile is still so casual: "There are two of us, or if I can convince this Master Jarayana, that is three people. No matter who you are, you can't underestimate us. Can you kill us?" Chongxuan's smile was like a nail, hard, sharp and full of murderous intent: "You try?" Regardless of his gaze, smile, or expression, there is a kind of vast, boundless self-confidence that fills his surroundings. This self-confidence itself is strength, and Boyong suddenly felt that he was really not sure at all.This is the scariest thing, if you are not sure, you will have no fighting spirit, and if you have no fighting spirit, then you will have no chance of victory! Guo Ao also felt this, and his face gradually sank. Bai Yong suddenly laughed too, he blinked and said, "How about we make a bet?" Chongxuan was stunned. He really didn't think that Boyong would make any bets at this time, so he heard Boyong say: "Isn't there going to be a Zhengdao martial arts conference at Dongting Lake in three days? Do you dare to make a bet with me? Let's see who can win the leader of the martial arts conference? If we lose, it's up to you to deal with it, and if you lose, I just ask you not to kill us." His eyes gradually revealed a bit of excitement, not like It was a life-and-death duel, as if he had foreseen something fun. Chongxuan smiled lightly and said: "If you win, I will keep my promise not to kill you; if you lose to me, it will prove that you are not the nemesis I am looking for, and I don't have to kill you again. It seems that this gamble , no matter what the result is, you will not die." Boyong said: "Although you say this, if you think so, you are not the leader of Tianluo! Are you betting or not? Betting or not?" He asked twice, and the excitement in his eyes became stronger. The orthodox martial arts conference originally wanted to select the leader of the martial arts to deal with the Tianluo sect, but now the leader of the martial arts has more candidates for the leader of the martial arts, the Tianluo leader himself, isn't this in itself a very strange and lively thing? How could Bai Yong let go of such excitement? Chongxuan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Bai Yong. Although his smile was leisurely, it seemed to contain everything: "What the Tianluo Sect has to deal with is the heroes of the world. It can catch them all in one go, and it doesn't take me twice. Why not?" Boyong said with a smile: "So the decisive battle on the Dongting wave is really in the interest of all of us!" Chong Xuan slowly stretched out his palm and said, "It's a bet!" "Crack!" Bai Yong and Chong Xuan's palms lightly clapped together. "Crack!" Ling Baohe pierced over with slightly mocking eyes, also a palm. "Slap!" Guo Ao dismissed, but he didn't care about any threatening high fives. "Crack!" Shen Qingyi sneered and said, "Could it be that only you men can compete for the leader of the martial arts? I want to go too!" "Crack!" Zarayana laughed and said, "Others want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, but at the martial arts conference, there must be the best master in the world, right?"