In front of the White Horse Temple.

Tie Xiaoshi, the young leader of the Beggars' Sect, had a sneer in his eyes.

He looked at the beauties in white walking not far away, surrounded by a sedan chair. Although the person among them had not yet appeared, he already knew who the person among them was.

The young owner of Baituo Villa.

The successor of the previous generation of Huashan Sword Controversy in Western Poison.

It can be said that this person and the successor of the Northern Beggar are irreconcilable feuds.

This comes from the entanglements of their previous generation, and also from the deep hatred of the evil gangsters like Ouyang Feng, a white Taoist.

It was not only Tie Xiaoshi who discovered the arrival of the small owner of Baituo Villa.

The appearance of thousands of snakes on the ground has already scared many martial arts people to flee everywhere.

"snake!"

"It's the people from Baituo Villa that are here!"

"It's Ouyang Ke!"

It's also at the same time.

A figure came from afar again.

The strong wind in the air was like thunder shaking, and Tie Xiaoshi also recognized this person:

"Duan Ignorance in Dali's royal family, he must have come to Duan Yulou, who was imprisoned by Chen Xixiang in Luoyang Prison. This person is at least as good as me in his cultivation and is in the innate realm."

Next.

There are more and more experts from all walks of life.

People in the martial arts world constantly recognize the identities of various masters.

"The master of Yan Chiming from Tianlang Castle!"

"The Miao leader of the Gu Xian Sect!"

"The hero Zhao Zhongyuan who practices stone armor skills!"

"Wu Mingyi!"

"Han Tong!"

"I have discovered seven or eight innate masters!"

Today, only the innate masters are qualified to enter this White Horse Temple to discuss swords with the real person, and compete for ownership of the immortal martial arts "Cata of War Gods".

A book called "God of War" and immortal martial arts are several times more numerous innate realm masters attracted by the Nine Yin Scriptures.

Crazy

The snakes surrounded Ouyang Ke's sedan chair tightly. When he walked out of the sedan chair, he looked around and held a folding fan in his hand, but he also looked at Tie Xiaoshi not far away at the first time. He couldn't help laughing and bowed lightly:

"Young Master Tie Gang, today, it depends on whether we can recreate our reputation as our teachers!"

They are all the descendants of the previous generation of Huashan Sword Contest, so they naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Tie Xiaoshi returned with a faint smile and his voice was as strong as gold and iron:

"That depends on your ability!"

Feng Yizhong was watching the successors of the five-descendants on the side, alerting himself, regardless of whether he could win the opportunity of "God of War" from the real person. Everyone who participated in this grand event today was full of the mentality of participating in a major event in the world.

Therefore, his hope for winning the immortal-level martial arts is second, mainly to see the martial arts of masters in the holy places of various sects.

"Then please post it. Today, everyone gathered in White Horse Temple. Waiting for a bell, Chen Xixiang was waiting for the main hall in the center of White Horse Temple to fight for everyone who wanted to get a thick-backed knife. Whether you have the ability to get it depends entirely on your personal ability."

The boss of Sirius Castle thought to himself:

"But if you want to go to Chen Xixiang, you have to see if others agree!"

To put it bluntly, today is an open and competitive occasion.

Just like the Huashan Sword Contest back then.

Anyone is qualified to attack anyone.

Every time one person is eliminated, the more likely the remaining people will get that immortal martial arts book.

Not everyone knows how many masters have come to Luoyang, nor do they know the origin of Meng Zanglong, Jin Jiuwu and others, or even know nothing about them.

Because among these people, Jin Jiuwu, only shot an arrow in the sky of Zhou's mansion that day, not many people knew about this.

In the White Horse Temple.

Chen Xixiang had already entered here early at some point.

The monks of the White Horse Temple who had prepared early moved away all the things they could move away.

The old abbot prayed silently: "I hope to destroy less."

It is the sun in the sky.

Chen Xixiang looked up slightly at the sky, with his hands behind him, and his Taoist robe shivered.

"Even time."

With a casual wave.

boom!

A terrifying force of swords swung out from the sleeves, crossing layers of air, and hitting the big bell in the temple.

The force hits the big clock.

clang!

Immediately, a terrifying sound wave, like the Sanskrit sound in the Buddha's Kingdom in the West, spread across the White Horse Temple in a radius of more than ten miles, spreading into the forest, the temple, and every inch of the air.

Ding! Ding!

The bell rings continuously.

Sound waves spread out layer by layer.

Everyone outside the White Horse Temple changed their faces at the same time.

"As soon as the bell rings, enter!"

"Let's see who can grab that knife today!"

"There is not another Wang Chongyang in this world!"

Wu Mingyi, Han Tong, Zhao Zhongyuan, Feng Yizhong and other experts rushed towards the mountain gate one after another.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Each of them jumped in shape and teared up a powerful wind in the air!

But at this time.

Buzz

For some reason, everyone felt a shocking spiritual power in their hearts, as if they were overwhelming, overwhelming their layers of hearts.

A tall, heroic, black-haired young man appeared in their minds.

Obviously, none of them knew where this young man was.

But the image of this young man appeared in my heart.

"Mongolian Demon Sect, Meng Zanglong!"

I don’t know who exclaimed, but it was obvious that he knew the identity of a young man.

Immediately afterwards, all the people who entered the temple first step were in sight.

A tall and heroic young man in black has appeared in front of everyone and first walked towards the Main Hall!

"That's the first young generation in Mongolia, Meng Zanglong!"

Feng Yizhong's heart was shocked.

"He is Meng Zanglong!"

"This time, the only people in Luoyang City who are qualified to compete with Chen Xixiang!"

Hurry!

At the same time, Ouyang Ke, who was constantly exercising light skills under his feet, saw the heroic black-haired young man appearing strangely in front of everyone, and immediately sneered:

"See the trick!"

As soon as the fan shook, densely packed poisonous insects and poisonous snakes crawled out from the walls and steps in the White Horse Temple, and rushed towards Meng Zanglong hundreds of feet away from them.

At the same time, these poisonous insects began to chew on others regardless of their targets and attacked others!

"What a good Ouyang Ke. This small poison species perfectly inherits Ouyang Feng's viciousness. He releases poison as soon as he comes in!"

Feng Yizhong was shocked and immediately used his palm wind to continuously kill the poisonous insects rushing towards him.
To be continued...