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Chapter 442

Monk Shoushan looked at the middle-aged man without any trace and found that the middle-aged man was at the third level of cultivation like him, but the middle-aged man was a sword cultivator in the third level of Golden Elixir stage, and he was a third-level Buddhist warrior.

Although the man had an ordinary figure, he stood there like an ice sword with a biting murderous intent! He held the Guixu sword boat in his hand, and his aura was extremely terrifying!

"Although the Feng family in Zhongzhou is a sword cultivator family, it is the way to practice Xuanming true water! It can be called the top line among water-based sword cultivators. Guixu sword boat is also a treasure that supports the Feng family's storefront..."

Information about the Feng family in Zhongzhou flashed quickly in his heart, and the smile on the monk Shoushan's face remained unchanged:

"It turns out that it is Brother Dao of the Feng family, but I am a poor monk. However, Brother Dao can master the Guixu Sword Boat, and his identity is probably not ordinary."

Even though he knew that Guixu Sword Boat could not be handed over to a third-level existence to control it, he would only borrow it at most, but the monk Shoushan still looked flattering and envious.

As expected, the middle-aged man was very helpful for such flattery, but he still pretended to be indifferent and smiled: "Fellow Taoist has been praised, Feng is just temporarily controlling the Guixu Sword Boat."

"That's really rare..."

The monk Shoushan exclaimed, and then his expression changed to a little hesitant: "When I come to the north by holding the Guixu Sword Boat, Brother Dao should have any important tasks. Is this considered disturbing Brother Dao?"

Task?

The middle-aged man curled his lips. The first person of the younger generation inexplicably asked the family to use the Guixu sword boat to pick him up. Is this a task?

Thinking of the treatment of the first person in the family on weekdays, the middle-aged man was a little dissatisfied. In addition, he talked in detail with a famous figure like Shoushan Monk, and was still flattering himself in words. He really enjoyed it, so the middle-aged man smiled indifferently:

"It's not a big deal, it's okay to waste some time."

The monk Shoushan sighed and said with relief: "That's good, otherwise I would have been guilty. I and my brother fell in love with him as before, so why would I go to the Jinshan Temple to sit in?"

Go to Jinshan Temple?

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately hesitated.

In front of countless pilgrims, the host of Jinshan Temple was respectfully invited in, and he was holding the legendary Guixu sword boat in his hand, which was naturally a matter of light on his face.

But...if that matter is delayed...

"I just picked him up. I can come from all the way, so I've given this young master a lot of face. Just let him wait for a while, but I'm just picking up someone..."

After a little conspiracy in his heart, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Since it was the master who invited him, Feng naturally wanted to appreciate his face."

The monk Shoushan put his hands together and bowed slightly: "Brother Dao came to my Jinshan Temple, which really made my Jinshan Temple shining bright. Brother Dao asked..."

"Haha, I really want to ask for it..." The middle-aged man laughed, his posture was very cool, and he had a certain attitude of a master of the times.

...

Outside Xinghang City, Feng Minger and his group had already arrived on a high mountain, but the young man surnamed Feng, who had been smiling at the moment, no longer had a smile. At this moment, he looked at the sky with his brows frowned.

"Why haven't Guixu Sword Boat come yet? Could it be that something happened, or is it that those people in the secret who have a backup plan?"

At this moment, he felt a little uneasy, and even the other geniuses realized something was wrong. Only Feng Minger had something in his mind and did not notice any strangeness in these people.

At this moment, all the geniuses suddenly felt their hearts moving at the same time and looked at the sky in the distance!

I saw a five-colored escape light flying towards the top of the mountain. The escape light flowed through the five elements, and they were mutually rebellious. At first glance, it was the escape light that could only be cultivated by the top method.

However, at this moment they had no intention of admiring the escape light, because the familiar aura had already told them the identity of the visitor - Kong Fan!

"Sure enough, I can't sit still!" The geniuses looked at each other and became alert in tacit understanding.

Feng Ming'er first looked at the escape light in surprise. The next moment, she became a little guilty and nervous again.

The escape light cut through the sky and flew towards the top of the mountain from afar.

The geniuses looked at each other and didn't know what to do for a moment. Taking action directly would definitely annoy Feng Ming'er. If they didn't take action, who would know what tricks this grandson would have next?

Just as the geniuses were hesitating, another terrifying aura erupted in the sky.

The aura seemed to be true and evil, but it had an infinite sharpness hidden in it.

Feeling the terrifying sword intent, it was extremely cold, as if the way of heaven. The young man in the Feng family, who had always had a sunny smile, was the first to reflect, and he looked at the sky with a serious look.

In the terrifying sword intent, although he did not feel the special energy as special as his Feng family's Xuanming Sword Technique, the pure and cold sword intent shocked him, the genius of the sword cultivator family.

Almost without hesitation, driven by the pride of Taicai, the young man of the Feng family also burst out his biting sword intent, confronting the cold aura that was coming from afar.

"The Feng family's Xuanming Sword Art?"

In the sky, a cold voice sounded, and the next moment, there was a sense of domineeringness in the voice: "I want to see if it is the Feng family's Xuanming Sword Art, or my sword's domineeringness!"

Accompanied by this almost domineering provocation, a dazzling sword light lit up in the sky, wrapped in the power of stars, turned into a terrifying meteor, falling towards the young man of the Feng family!

Sword Meteor!

One of the three domineering swords in the ten clouds is shining like a meteor, and its strength falls from the sky like thunder, which is breathtaking.

The sword light surged, and the world seemed to tremble in the power of the falling meteor.

"It's a warrior, not a sword cultivator."

Feeling the arrival of the person who changed his breath in an instant, the young man in the Feng family whispered to himself and judged the identity of the person. The next moment he took a step forward, his fingers lightly, and the infinite cold light flashed. The world instantly turned into a cold hell, and the entire mountain was covered in silver!

Thousands of Xuanming sword energy soared into the sky. Even in a hurry, the young man of the Feng family still burst out with terrifying power!

However, under the sword meteor that had been accumulated for a long time, the young men of the Feng family were defeated step by step.

The meteor hit the top of the mountain, causing the entire mountain to shake, creating countless spider web-like cracks.

In the crack, a masked figure in black stood proudly, and the terrifying sword intent was emitted from him.

Everyone wanted to see through this person's identity with their spiritual sense, but found that there seemed to be an invisible force field around the person. When the spiritual sense entered, everything disappeared without a trace.

All my attention was focused on Wang Zheng, after all, Kong Fan had not arrived yet.
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