Just when Xu Tong was thinking about how to deal with this vitality god, suddenly there was a sound of fighting in the distance. Xu Tong's mind was moved. He opened his eyes and looked around. He saw two people on the mountains in the distance.

The figures were fighting fiercely.

One of them, with a cigarette stick in his hand and a head full of white hair, was the old man from Gusu, a famous scholar from the world of martial arts.

Xu Tong had already noticed this old guy when he entered the city in Zhongdu. After all, the land god, Xu Tong said it would be difficult not to pay attention.

But he didn't expect to meet him here, and the person he paid more attention to was the person who fought against the old man from Gusu.

This person was wearing a silver-white cloak, holding two strange weapons in his hands, with a red-hot palm shape connected to a handle about one meter long.

What's even more surprising is that when this person takes action, a wave of overbearing masculine energy is unleashed, like a wildfire setting a prairie fire, burning the surrounding void.

"What a domineering masculine force!"

When Xu Tong saw this, he couldn't help being shocked.

"Lao Gao, Lao Bai, keep going forward. There's a fight over there. I'll go take a look!"

Xu Tong said something in the team channel, and immediately jumped into the air. Six thoughts like stars flew out from the center of his eyebrows, wrapped around his body, forming a strange force field, and quickly rushed towards

Sky.

What is a magical means? The most typical one is being able to fly.

This does not rely on the ability of any prop card, but truly allows you to fly at will with just a thought.

It is the same as being able to shrink the ground into an inch after attaining enlightenment.

All are standard capabilities.

Of course, Xu Tong's current ability is far from being called a god. At best, he can only be regarded as a pseudo-xian.

Therefore, this method is fine for short distances, but over time, it is far less comfortable than sitting on Xunlei.

The flying speed was very fast, but in an instant, they were in the sky where the two people were fighting.

Taking a closer look, I saw that the old man from Gusu was already at a disadvantage, and when he waved the cigarette rod in his hand, he waved out a fantastic seven-color smoke cloud.

No matter how hard the opponent's masculine energy hit the smoke, it didn't move at all.

"Old guy, you are becoming more and more difficult to deal with, but you rank me seventh in the world. I have to settle this debt with you!"

Seeing this, the silver-robed man swung the palm hook in his hand more and more heavily. With one blow, it seemed to have tens of millions of kilograms of force, carrying a terrifying masculine power, splitting mountains and seas, like a giant dragon falling.

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"The seventh in the world..."

Xu Tong squinted his eyelids, listened to the man's voice, and immediately guessed that this person's identity was probably the original No. 5 in the world, the True Lord of Nine Yangs.

"Isn't this guy in the desert? How come he appears here??"

When he was suspicious, he saw the old man from Gusu calmly raised his cigarette rod to block it, and at the same time raised his hand to sprinkle a handful of black ash.

When this black ash was spilled, it turned into ink stains that covered the sky like magic, turning the surrounding world into a black snowflake.

At this moment, Jiuyang Zhenjun's face suddenly became solemn, and he did not dare to show any slightness. He inserted the claw hook in his hand on the rock at the foot, stepped on the claw hook with one foot, clasped his hands round, and shouted loudly:

"rise!!"

"Rumble, rumble..."

For a moment, the vigorous Yang Yang force surged out from behind True Lord Jiuyang, and turned into nine golden crows. As they soared and spread their wings, the surrounding land suddenly turned into a sea of ​​​​purgatory fire.

"Jiuyang Zhenjun, the ancient Tibetan divine monk has broken through the inner demons, and his strength is no longer what it used to be, ranking fifth. The swordsmanship of Shenwuhou is miraculous, his methods are endless, and his pure yang energy is much purer than you.

Since you are the fourth, if you don't accept it, why bother me by fighting with them?"

Facing the Nine-Yang Golden Crow, the Nine-Yang True Monarch, this old man from Gusu, a famous scholar in the world of martial arts, began to be unable to resist.

"Hmph, you old guy is talking nonsense. Today I will knock out two of your old teeth, and then I will find the other two to compete!"

Jiuyang Zhenjun seemed to have a bad temper at first glance, and he made up his mind to beat the old man from Gusu to the ground first.

Seeing that he could no longer resist, the old man Gusu could only smile bitterly and raised his hands in the air: "Please also ask Prince Shenwu to show up to save me. I will thank you very much!"

"Um??"

Jiuyang Zhenjun was startled and immediately cursed: "You old guy, you still want to frame me?"

Xu Tong was hiding in the dark, and was shocked when he saw this. He used the power of his thoughts to hide his aura, so that even True Lord Jiuyang couldn't find him.

But this old man from Gusu was far less powerful than True Lord Jiuyang, and he actually found out where he was hiding in advance.

Seeing this, Xu Tong no longer hid it, and only said: "This matter has something to do with me, whatever, it just so happens that today I am here to learn from the masculine power of Jiuyang Zhenjun."

When Xu Tong opened his mouth, Jiuyang Zhenjun was shocked. He suddenly turned around and saw Xu Tong falling from the sky. He immediately shouted: "If you don't come here, good boy, I will go find you." After that, he kicked him.

He kicked up his claw hook and jumped up. Nine golden crows circled around him and rushed towards Xu Tong.

Seeing this, Xu Tong was not polite. He called out the Pure Yang Sword in his hand, and the Great Sun Ruyi Furnace appeared behind him: "Huo Xi!"

With a slash of the sword, the pure Yang fire turned into a sky-covering giant tiger and collided with the golden crow flying from True Lord Nine Yangs.

"boom!!!"

After the collision, Xu Tong felt the opponent's masculine power coming like an overwhelming force, and he immediately summoned the Xuanyuan Shield to block it in front of him.

At the same time, dense dragon scales appeared on the body, and he slashed with the sword with all his strength. At the moment when the Xuanyuan shield exploded, the sword edge slashed a sword light in front of him, splitting this huge force.

True Lord Jiuyang did not have that good luck. He was hit hard by Xu Tong's pure Yang energy, and three of the nine golden crows suddenly broke. He fell to the ground, with his toes touching the ground, making big footprints one step at a time.

He took three steps back to stop this force.

When the old man from Gusu saw this, he immediately took out a small book and wrote on it with charcoal: "On February 28th, in the Nameless Mountains, Jiuyang Zhenjun and Prince Shenwu had a sword fight. The two of them decided the winner with one move.

Mr. Yang Zhen took three steps back before he could stand still..."

Old Man Gusu was writing and reading at the same time, causing Jiuyang Zhenjun's face to darken and he cursed: "Old man, don't write blindly, I only took two and a half steps back!"

As he spoke, he raised his left foot and showed Old Man Gusu that there was only half a footprint under his foot.

I don’t know if it was revenge, but the old man ignored Jiuyang Zhenjun, and then added: "Jiuyang Zhenjun is cheating, claiming to be two and a half steps..."

Good guy, you really can't mess with someone who holds a pen. Zhenjun Jiuyang's face darkened and he could only greet the old man's daughter and granddaughter with a curse. Then when he looked at Xu Tong, a smile appeared on his face.

, and cupped his hands towards Xu Tongyi.

"Awesome, people in the world say that there is a rising star with a pure Yang energy that is stronger than mine. I thought this bastard was deliberately irritating me, but I didn't expect it to be true. Little brother, I admire you!"

This True Lord of Nine Suns has a rugged appearance and is also upright.

Thinking about it, if you have a sinister and vicious personality, it is really impossible to cultivate this masculine spirit to such a state.

When Xu Tong saw the Chunyang Sword put away, he jumped down to the ground. Seeing that the Jiuyang True Lord was generous, he held his hands and said, "I just took advantage of the True Lord's strength to get an advantage."

"Ha, if you lose, you lose. Where can I get any advantage for you? It's just this old thing, and it doesn't take much effort from me!"

Jiuyang Zhenjun waved his hand and admitted directly that he was no match.

When the old man from Gusu heard this, he immediately wrote in a small notebook: "Jiuyang Zhenjun thinks he is invincible and is willing to be defeated..."

Now the corners of Zhenjun Jiuyang's mouth were twitching with anger, and he thought to himself: "You old guy is quite vindictive!!"

However, he didn't want to argue with Old Man Gusu anymore. He stepped forward and suddenly reached out to hold Xu Tong's arm: "Let's go have a drink. You are not your opponent in this fight. I don't believe you can beat me at the wine table."

After saying that, he glanced at the old man Gusu and said, "You guys, come together!"

Xu Tong saw that this man was very rough, so he simply went to have a drink with him.

The three of them were all land gods. The cliffs were like walking on flat ground, and they came to a bamboo forest in a moment.

There are already several hot-looking women in the bamboo forest. They have prepared wine and food and are waiting for True Lord Nine Yang.

After Jiuyang Zhenjun sat down with Xu Tong and Old Man Gusu, he shouted: "Quickly, take out the jade ice roasting that I treasured."

The woman nodded, took out a frozen wine bottle from the carriage behind her, and brought it to the table.

Jiuyang Zhenjun stretched out his hand and touched it, and the strong yang energy melted away the solid ice.

Then he will pour the wine himself.

Xu Tong picked up the wine glass and took a look. He saw that the wine was like amber, with a strange fragrance. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

For a moment, I felt a chill coming over me, and a moment later a strange warm feeling rose from my lower abdomen.

“Good wine!”

Xu Tong thought about it for a moment and felt that the wine had a sweet aftertaste, with a hint of fruit. It was a rare wine.

"Hahaha, of course."

Jiuyang Zhenjun was very happy when he saw Xu Tong drinking so freely. He liked to be straightforward like this. All the rules were empty.

When Xu Tong saw this, he didn't hide it and directly took out the fire knife and put it on the table: "Zhenjun, also have a taste of my wine."

"Don't call me Zhenjun. You are better than me. Just call me by my name."

Jiuyang Zhenjun picked up Xu Tong's burning knife and said casually.

Now Xu Tong could only look at Old Man Gusu aside, because he didn't know the name of True Lord Nine Suns.

Seeing Xu Tong looking at him, Old Man Gusu said, "Jiuyang Zhenjun's name is...Gou Sheng!"
Chapter completed!