Seeing Zhao Hong crossing the hei and leaving the mountain gate, Taoist Xinyu, who had secretly looked over there, with a confident look on his face. But beside him, Song Renshu was nervous and uneasy and couldn't help but ask:

"Senior Brother Xinyu, this time..."

"Don't worry, this time, the storage is successful. The senior brother has already selected the manpower. Hanshui's ability is definitely not enough. In any case, he can take his life."

"Senior brother said that the same thing last time." Looking at the appearance of Taoist Xinyu, Song Renshu couldn't stand it, so he couldn't help but stab him. However, he didn't expect that after hearing this, Taoist Xinyu was not angry, but laughed loudly. Song Renshu felt so heartbroken. When he finished laughing, he turned his head and said word by word to Song Renshu:

"Junior brother, do you think Brother Yu is the one who doesn't know how to learn from his lesson?"

Due to the invisible pressure emitted by Taoist Xinyu, Song Renshu did not reply. He was secretly shocked: "This man was originally speaking kindly and had a round face, but why did he make him look old this time?!"

Taoist Xinyu waited for a while, and saw that Song Renshu did not reply again. He knew that he was scared and became happier. He laughed again. At the same time, he said: "This matter is over. Junior brother, you must bring the skills required by Brother Yu, otherwise, don't blame Brother Yu for being ruthless!" Say it, snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and left. It made Song Renshu angry and thought to himself:

"When did this man have such a big temper?"

But he didn't know that in the past few days, Taoist Xinyu had only noticed something--the disciples of the Precepts Academy were not for a good meal. They had gradually found clues about Taoist Xinyu's intervention in the new mine.

And Taoist Xinyu also noticed this. He knew in his heart that if he stayed in Xueyu Tianling, he would definitely lose his life! He regretted and hated in his heart - he hated him for doing such a vicious thing, killing a group of fellow disciples, and not being greedy and moved by Song Renshu. He hated Song Renshu and Zhao Hong. He hated the former for causing him to get into trouble, and hated the latter for not willing to die obediently.

"Fortunately, I have been in contact with there for a long time. Over the years, I have conveyed a lot of news... This time I have passed, and it cannot be bad anyway - but before this, first, I must get the second half of the Han Yu magic skill, and second, Song Renshu and Han Shui, you all have to die!"

Taoist Xinyu was secretly ruthless here, but he didn't know that Zhao Hong had already guessed his thoughts:

"This time I'm on the road alone, and there will be a day's journey between Xueyu Xian Mansion and the new mine. There are not many classmates flying to the south. If he wants to start, this will be a good opportunity...

If the boy hadn't learned any lessons at all, he would have instigated his senior brother to send someone to trouble me... Humph, it's a must. If this is true, I must tell him."

Thinking of this, Zhao Hong snorted coldly and made up his mind. Then he activated the crane to sit down and continued to fly towards the south - he had learned the technique of controlling the dragon energy. His confidence increased greatly, and he was thinking of making a profit. If someone took the initiative to stretch his neck to come over, he would naturally not be reluctant to give up the sword.

Besides, Zhao Hong stepped down his mount, and the crane had been with him for a while, but he was very lucky. He was not eaten by the red flame golden ring worm, so his speed was naturally not slow. In the blink of an eye, he left the gate of Xueyu Tianling Mountain. After a while, the fellow disciples who were playing in groups, practicing magic, or rushing to see him. It was only Zhao Hong left.

After a while, looking around, the vast courtyard of the Xueyu Immortal Palace disappeared. Looking up at the sky, when you possess it, it was a vast white area surrounded by mountains and snow pressing against the pine forest. But you have arrived at an unknown valley.

On the crane's back, Zhao Hong took out a gourd from the Qiankun bag, the Tianxianzui brewed from the wine cellar of Yutianling. He opened the plug and poured it bit by bit. Looking at the cloud road, the mountains were undulating and the snowy mountains and trees were in the sea of ​​trees, he couldn't help but sigh:

"At this moment, I was wearing a Taoist robe, wearing a long sword on my waist, crossing a crane and drinking nectar. Although I have never enjoyed the welfare of the immortals, it is another kind of cleverness compared to the wealth and honor of the world. It is not bad, and it is really good."

He sighed, but he never thought that a cold snorted from the side. The sound was so soft that it seemed quite vulgar, so he continued to follow Zhao Hong's feelings:

"I don't enjoy wealth on earth well, but I just came here to cultivate immortality. Cultivate immortality, and cultivate immortality. Grandpa will let you become a ghost immortal today!" It was natural that the person who came was not good, but Zhao Hong had expected it and was not panicked when he heard this, but instead felt like "it was true".

However, what the opponent on the other side said was indeed quite interesting. But Zhao Hong had no reason to listen. As soon as he was halfway through this, he threw the gourd, stretched his body, kicked his feet, and then went into the air. He said to the crane: "Go away! I will go after I cook this insect and go find you!"

After saying that, the sword was unsheathed and slashed to the side.

"Junior, how dare you insult me?!"

Hearing Zhao Hong called him a worm, the owner of the sound exploded at that time, and then he made a move. A strong wind blocked Zhao Hong's sword's road. He heard a "clang!" sound, and then another strong wind slashed towards Zhao Hong, but Zhao Hong avoided it sideways.

In this moment, Zhao Hong jumped from the crane's back. Except for the initial use of the "leap" momentum, he then quickly fell to the ground. The battle between the two sides was completed in such a rapid fall. Its rapidity, speed, and thrillingness were unimaginable!

As for the sudden opponent, Zhao Hong only heard the sound of the enemy but did not see him. It seemed like a touch of transparency. However, the wind that was being brought up could not be faked. Zhao Hong sensed the changes in spiritual energy around him, and listened to the whistling wind in his ears. With these alone, he could also think about the other person's shape:

The pair of wings, which are of ordinary size, are very hard, are extremely fast. As Zhao Hong swooped rapidly to the ground, they can also constantly change angles and turn around Zhao Hong. A pair of short soldiers hit from all directions like hail. They really have some skills!

However, in this hail, Zhao Hong remained motionless. It was as if he could not feel the force generated by the fall and the huge air pressure. A snake-shaped cold iron sword protected the vital points of the body, front, back, left, right, top of the head, and under his feet. No matter which direction the head attacked from, Zhao Hong could take it.

In this moment, the Cold Iron Snake Sword almost connected with the sound of the pair of short soldiers. The pair flew around Zhao Hong, as if they were covering Zhao Hong in a spherical shape.

With one pair of wings, the speed reached its limit, and a pair of short soldiers danced like a windmill, but they still couldn't break through Zhao Hong's defense line. Zhao Hong only defended but did not attack, and although he did not occupy the city, he did not lose ground. The opponent was so angry that he screamed. He was about to reach the ground, and the opponent stopped attacking. As soon as the wings slipped, he was separated from Zhao Hong. Zhao Hong then pinched the magic tricks with his hands, and used a "flying wind", and dragged his body and slowly landed on the ground. He looked at the faint and secretly alert in front of him.

The lively thing mentioned here is actually just a moment's effort from Zhao Hong jumping off to landing. If a mortal looked at it from a distance, he could only see the green light wrapped in a cyclone and falling straight down. After a moment of stunned silence, when he looked again, he would not see that Zhao Hong and his opponent had already landed on the ground!

It was not counting the short "stunning kung fu" that the moves did not count, but the real battle was head-on, and Zhao Hong and the opponent fought no less than 500 moves. Fortunately, Zhao Hong practiced the Golden Snake Sword Technique twice more in these days. In addition, the sword technique was strange and changeable. This did not allow the old fried dough stick to see the routine. Zhao Hong called secretly: "Lucky". Then his left sleeve trembled and a stack of talismans came into his hand.

"Junior, the sword technique is good. It's a pity, you must die here today!" The opponent laughed strangely. Zhao Hong narrowed his eyes and his ears moved. But he was a little confused - the first half of the sentence: Junior, the sword technique is good." That's right, it was passed from the front. However, the two paragraphs "It's a pity" and "You must die here today" were passed from the left and right sides respectively. At the same time, Zhao Hong could conclude that the opponent had no moving position.

"Pretending to be a ghost, you're shameless! You know, this is Xueyu Tianling!" Zhao Hong snorted coldly and then said this. However, he didn't expect that when the other party heard Zhao Hong say this, he actually laughed:

"That's right! Xueyutianling! This is Xueyutianling - if it's a place next to me, grandpa, I won't come yet!"

After hearing the opponent say this, Zhao Hong snorted coldly in his heart, then asked: "Are you a slave to the boy named Song?"

"Who is the slave?! Which one is the surname Song? If it weren't for grandpa, I - Hum..." At this point, the opponent stopped talking and just snorted coldly. However, even so, Zhao Hong could still take out some useful information from his words.

First, this guy was indeed instructed by someone to come for him. Second, the person who instructed him was not Song Renshu. This matter may not have a direct connection with him.

After thinking about these two points, Zhao Hong did not hesitate anymore. He raised his hand and threw out a stack of twelve developing talismans. After a strong light... there was nothing.

"Ah hahahaha... Junior, I want to see through my Dharma body of a few inferior talismans. I am overestimating myself!" The voice was rising and falling, left and right, and even more arrogant. Zhao Hong was a little upset. He knew what kind of magic sound magic was used by his opponent, so he immediately recited the clear heart mantra and calmed his mind.
Chapter completed!