"Zhongnan Mountain is Zhongnan Mountain for all the people of the world, and it is not Zhongnan Mountain for you Quanzhen Sect."

Yang Xingzhou looked at the two Taoists in front of him and shouted, "I'm here to visit Zhongnan Mountain, what's your business?"

Before he came to Zhongnan Mountain, he was thinking about what to do with Zhen Zhibing. After all, Xiaolongnu is still young now, and Zhen Zhibing is not too old. If he develops according to the original work, it will take seven or eight years before Zhen Zhibing will become a dragon knight. If he punishes him for something that this person has never done before, it would be a bit too unreasonable.

But now, after seeing the attitudes of these Taoists at the foot of the mountain towards him, Yang Xingzhou suddenly felt that even if Zhen Zhibing was forcibly castrated, he would not have any psychological burden.

The two Taoists beat each other and scolded them a few times. After shaking the reins of the horse, the red flame dragon horse neighed, stepped on its four hooves, and ran towards the mountain suddenly, like wind and lightning, and instantly climbed more than ten feet apart.

The two Taoists looked at each other in horror and shouted loudly: "Enemy attack, enemy attack! The big devil is here!"

A Taoist hurriedly took out a gong from the side, picked up a small hammer and hit it hard. The sound of "其其其" was endless, and the mountains were shocking and responding, and it was heard far away.

Yang Xingzhou turned a blind eye. The horse under his crotch was like a red lightning, climbing a mountain and jumping into the stream, running like the wind. In just a moment, he had already crossed several levels. He saw a large rock facing him, with a gloomy shape and terrifying appearance. He was approaching himself, like an old woman bent down and looked down, which was extremely strange.

Suddenly, when he heard several whistles from the rock, four Taoist priests jumped out, each holding long swords, blocking the road. The four of them had a calm face, but when they saw Yang Xingzhou jumping on the steps one by one and one horse, they still couldn't help but show their shock.

Since ancient times, there have been few cattle and horses when climbing mountains and climbing highs. Even if there are, it is a very rare thing. However, it is unprecedented to ride a horse like Yang Xingzhou and jump up from the bottom of the mountain to jump upwards. No wonder these Taoists are surprised.

Yang Xingzhou strangled the reins of the horse, and the red flame dragon foal kept a climbing action, stagnating on the spot, from extreme movement to extreme static, during which the transition was natural and the force was rapid, and he knew a martial arts master.

The four Taoists in front of them were whispering in unison, unable to believe their eyes. A black-bearded Taoist looked at Yang Xingzhou from a high point and shouted: "Your Majesty is a hero, why should you be a hero in the world be a match for the tiger and go against my Chongyang Palace?"

Yang Xingzhou said in surprise: "I'm very happy to visit Zhongnan Mountain. You Quanzhen Sect disciples yelled at me for no reason. Now I'm going up the mountain to see the scenery. You have to say that I'm against your Chongyang Palace. What's the matter? Is this Zhongnan Mountain your family belonging to? When will you not even go up the mountain?"

The Daoist Hei Beard was stunned: "You are carrying magical skills. You are a martial arts master at first sight. Why do you have to pretend to be a martial arts master? You have even posted a battle post. Quanzhen is waiting for a long time!"

As soon as the voice was finished, the sword swayed and stabbed Yang Xingzhou's thigh.

Yang Xingzhou sat upright on the horse. The position was too high, and the man dared not attack in the air, for fear of showing a flaw. Therefore, the sword light flashed and Yang Xingzhou's legs were targeted.

Yang Xingzhou did not move, his legs suddenly clamped his horse's belly, and the red fire dragon horse suddenly rose into the air, quickly crossed the heads of the four Taoists, landed on the side of the old woman, turned a corner, and disappeared.

The four Taoists looked at each other in shock.

Yang Xingzhou turned the mountain rocks one by one and one horse, and turned two turns one after another. The terrain in front was slightly wide open, but when the weapons and blades fought each other, seven Taoist priests jumped out of the pine forest, each holding long swords, four on the left and three on the right, slowly approaching Yang Xingzhou.

Seeing that Yang Xingzhou was riding a horse up the mountain, his face also showed a confusion and surprise expression. Since the Quanzhen Sect was founded, this is probably the first time that someone has ridden a mountain climbing a horse, and they can't help but be surprised.

When Yang Xingzhou saw that the seven people occupied a position that was hidden in the shape of the Big Dipper Seven Stars, he felt a stern in his heart: "The Tiangang Bei Dipper Formation of Quanzhen Sect is famous all over the world, and even Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng and others are difficult to crack. Although these Taoists in front of him are not as good as the seven sons of Quanzhen, the art of combined attack should not be underestimated. I should not fight hard!"

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly: "Look at my Five Poison Ecstasy!"

The cuffs shook, and a stream of white smoke spurted out from it, like a long snake of white smoke, instantly covering the seven people. The seven Taoists were shocked. When they heard the word "Five Poisons", they all knew that the poison was powerful, and they wanted to escape and avoid it. They were blown away by the white smoke and sprayed their faces.

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

"Piracy, villain acts!"

The seven people were blown by Bai Yan, and their eyes were burning and painful. In a panic, the long sword in their hands was no longer a mess and they couldn't help but curse.

Yang Xingzhou rode his horse forward, and gently walked around them and rushed up the mountain.

These seven Taoists only heard the sound of horse hooves like a long line. From them, Yang Xingzhou's voice sounded from time to time from time to time: "Five Poison Ecstasy!"

"The intestines are broken and the powder is rotten!"

"Look at the poison!"

"Look at the poison powder!"

Every time his voice sounded, it caused a mess. Quanzhen's disciples cried and scolded, as if they were poisoned by this despicable villain.

The seven Taoists listened with their eyes closed, and were all frightened. One person said, "This... why did this person carry so many poisons?"

Another person said: "If someone wants to choose our Quanzhen Sect, they naturally prepared it in advance. There are so many poisons, what's so strange about it? Huh? There is something wrong with his poison!"

"This is quicklime powder!"

"Damn it, that lime powder is used as poison, this kid is really not a thing!"

They cursed, but when they thought that they were not poisoned, they were just blinded by quicklime, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The amount of lime powder that Yang Xingzhou threw was actually not large, but just the dose that just happened to fascinate their eyes. Several people's tears flowed, and most of the lime powder in their eyes had been dispersed, and basically no damage was caused.

Yang Xingzhou went up the way and met the intercepted Taoist, and he sprinkled a handful of lime powder. He kept shouting and saying "poison powder, five poisons, and five poisons," which made the intercepted Taoist feel afraid and dare not go too far.

Now his hidden weapons are superb, and he throws lime powder instead of darts and knifes. These Taoists have no way to resist. There are always a few people who can't dodge and are pounced on the face by the lime powder and scream and retreat.

In this way, the Tiangang Beidou Formation naturally became different. Yang Xingzhou sprinkled several white mists, forcing the Taoists to disperse in panic, and he actually rushed to the top of the mountain.

Since the founder of Chongyang opened up the Quanzhen Sect, Yang Xingzhou was the first person to reach the top of the mountain with great pride. Although he was trying to do it, it was already a shocking act.

Yang Xingzhou was timid and liked to show off. At this time, he rode alone and passed many levels of Quanzhen Sect. He couldn't help but feel refreshed and let out a long roar: "Quanzhen Sect is just like this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned a corner and his eyes were suddenly cheerful.

I saw a huge round square in front of me, surrounded by mountains, and a large pond at the foot of the mountain. The water waves reflect the sun and the golden light shines.

There were hundreds of Taoist priests standing in front of the pond, all with yellow crowns and gray robes, holding long swords in their hands, the sword light flashed brightly, and their faces were gloomy. After hearing the sound of horse hooves, a group of Taoist priests raised their heads and looked at Yang Xingzhou on the horse.

Seeing such a mighty power, Yang Xingzhou felt nervous and hurriedly bowed and smiled: "Aha, my brothers were just talking nonsense just now. Don't care. Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand!"

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Chapter completed!