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Yi Jing and others also said anxiously: "What the ancient master said is absolutely true, Young Hero Nangong..."

Before he finished speaking, Nangong Haotian said with relief: "Taoist priests, please rest assured that everything must be done from beginning to end. Don't worry, I will definitely assist your sect in getting rid of this giant owl. Let's pursue it now..."

Yi Jing, Yifeng and others all responded gratefully. At this moment, the clanging roar of Old Fahe suddenly came from the due west!

Nangong Haotian and others' eyes lit up when they heard this, and they almost said excitedly: "Old Fahe!"

At the exit with the character "Crane", everyone suddenly rose up and galloped forward.

Yi Jing said anxiously: "Young Master Nangong, there are many gaps in the abyss ahead, but the poor Taoist man is waiting in front to guide us!"

Nangong Haotian couldn't insist, so he responded, and then he, Shangguan Xiaowan, Liu Qianwen and others slowed down. Old Fahe's scream didn't stop, which just gave Yijing and others a guide, and they were straight ahead.

Howling and flying.

As everyone walked around Lingxiao Peak, the roar of the old Fahe also stopped.

However, his ringing and powerful aftertaste is still lingering all over the mountain and in the air. It can be imagined how amazing the old Fahe's skill is.

Based on his endurance, Nangong Haotian felt that Old Fahe's skill might still be more than his, and he was probably the most powerful enemy he had encountered so far.

Moreover, if Old Fahe had indeed mastered the Qi Control Flying Sword, it would not be impossible for all of them to be buried in this Jiutian Ridge, even though they were practicing divine arts.

At the moment of thinking, Nangong Haotian looked forward and found that the mountain in front sloped downwards and was covered with strange rocks of various shapes.

However, the downward slope is less than a hundred or ten feet, and the mountain rises slopingly until it continues to be rugged and parallel until dozens of feet away on the opposite side.

This is a rugged depression with no trees and only some grass. It is dotted with strange rocks. The terrain is particularly strange because in the center is a deep mountain gap about seven or eight feet wide.

Yi Jing and others were flying in front of them, when suddenly someone made a soft sound and said urgently: "No, the cable suspension bridge on the mountain gap is missing!"

The old man asked with concern: "So there is a suspension bridge here?"

Yi Jing nodded and said anxiously: "Yes, it's gone now. It must have been cut off by the old Fahe flying across the stream!"

While they were talking, everyone had arrived and took a look. Sure enough, a wooden plank and iron cable suspension bridge was hanging on the edge of the cliff under the stream.

Nangong Haotian looked around and asked with concern: "Is there a stream nearby?"

Taoist Yi Jing said anxiously: "This place has the narrowest gap, and it gets wider as you go to both sides."

As soon as he finished speaking, on the highest slope dozens of feet away in front of him, a loud and ear-splitting, soul-stirring triumphant laughter suddenly sounded.

Nangong Haotian's heart was shocked, and Yi Jing and others were all shocked.

Everyone followed the source of the sound and turned around to take a look. They were indeed startled, because right after the proud laugh, an old Taoist in purple robe slowly stood up on the slope dozens of feet away.

I saw this old Taoist in purple robe, with white hair, long beard like silver, long eyebrows covering his eyes, a hooked nose and thin lips, a pair of triangular eyes, piercing cold electricity, a sword behind his back, and a fly whisk in his hand, laughing proudly!

When Yi Jing and others saw it, they exclaimed: "Young Master Nangong, he is Old Fa He!"

Gutou lowered his voice anxiously and warned: "Everyone, be careful. Old Fahe deliberately chose this kind of terrain and opened such a long distance. He is obviously preparing to use his air-bending flying sword technique!"

Yi Jing and others remembered the deficiencies and taboos of Qi Flying Swordsmanship, and said anxiously: "Young Master Nangong, according to the current situation, old Fahe may have completed the test..."

Nangong Haotian sneered: "He came out of seclusion in such a turbulent situation. Even if he succeeds, he may not be able to reach the best state!"

Yi Jing and others nodded in agreement.

The other Tianshan Taoists scattered nearby all looked panicked and uneasy, as if they didn't know what to do. It was obvious that they were usually afraid of the depths of Old Fahe.

Old Qionghe laughed for a while, looked at Yijing and the others, and asked in a deep voice through gritted teeth: "Yijing, Yiru, I heard that you invited a lot of people, why are there only so many young men and girls?"

"Old Fahe, I can tell you that all the martial arts masters in the world are here. It's not because we invited them here, but because they heard about you group of bandits, the Nine-Headed Owls..." Taoist Yi Jing replied angrily.

As soon as the word "Xiao" came out, Old Fahe shouted: "Shut up, I'm just asking you, where are the people from other factions?"

Yi Jing raised her voice even more and said angrily: "The knights and masters of other sects have occupied other peaks and slaughtered all your minions. Let me tell you, if you roar and laugh here, within a moment, you will not be able to watch.

The experts from Xingfeng and Wanghaifeng will come to attack your back!"

Old Fahe's eyes moved slightly, he looked back behind him, and said with a stern smile: "Just calm down, Yi Ru, not to mention that I am not afraid of the elite masters of various factions in the Central Plains. Even if the leaders of all the factions in the world come, I will not be afraid."

Immediately make them fall into disgrace on the spot!"

Yi Jing let out a sigh and said angrily: "You old dog, you are dying in front of your eyes and you still dare to say such big things. If you have the ability, come here. As long as you old dog can defeat Pindao in one and a half moves, the Tianshan Sect will always be the leader."

You drive me, if you are an old dog..."

When Old Fahe saw Taoist Yijing chewing an old dog, he became furious, glared angrily, and shouted: "Shut up, I have no intention of killing you. I will never spare you today..."

After getting the word out, he raised his right hand, and a dazzling cold light, accompanied by a frightening whistling sound, shot towards this side as fast as lightning. It can be said that it has arrived in a flash.

However, just as Old Fahe raised his right hand, Yijing and Yiru shouted urgently: "Quickly stand under the stone!"

Amidst the urgent shouts, they all jumped to the foot of the stone.

However, just as everyone jumped under the stone, a dazzling cold light shot over everyone's heads, and there was a shrill scream, and one Taoist priest had his arm cut off by the sword light.

When Nangong Haotian saw this, he was immediately furious. He yelled angrily and flew onto the strange rock, "What Old Fahe learned was not to control the Qi flying sword, but to throw the sword with Qi. He only relied on his strong skills and special mental skills."

, all Taoist priests, come up, don’t be afraid, let me deal with him!”

However, none of Yijing and the others dared to climb onto the rock, but Shangguan Xiaowan, Liu Qianwen, and Gutou insisted on asking Nangong Haotian to come down!

Nangong Haotian sneered, his back trembled, Ziyin Divine Sword was born, hovering next to Nangong Haotian, looking at Old Fahe, coldly said: "Today I will show you what a real sword master is!"

Old Fahe on the opposite slope let out a stern laugh and said: "Which sect are you from? Can you tell the truth?"
Chapter completed!