Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 169 The rising sun

"How dare you take it?" Seeing Hong Qigong say these words, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but dissipate a trace of doubt in his heart, and said with a smile.

Duan Zhixing looked at Hong Qigong with sharp eyes and said, "We can certainly trust Gang Leader Hong's character."

The Beggar Clan has had a close relationship with the Duan family in Dali since the ninth generation leader Xiao Feng. Since the death of Xiao Feng, the Beggar Clan has been in constant civil strife for more than a hundred years and has no outstanding talents.

However, since Hong Qigong came to the throne, the originally declining Beggar Gang has prospered. In just a few years, it has regained its former prestige and glory as the best gang in the world.

Hong Qigong was a person that even a mafia tycoon couldn't fault. His ancestral origins and current understanding made Duan Zhixing have a good impression of the 18th generation leader of the Beggar Clan and completely trust him.

Zhu Hefeng even smiled and said: "I admire Gang Leader Hong's character so much that I won't doubt it." At this point, Zhu Hefeng couldn't help but change his tone, revealing a bit of pity, "It's just that."

"Just what?" Hong Qigong asked.

Zhu Hefeng looked at the boulder with a hint of admiration, "It's just that Gang Leader Hong, you have so much strength and you shouldn't be the leader of the Beggar Clan. Wouldn't it be better to go back to farming?"

"You!" Hong Qigong was immediately furious when Zhu Hefeng complained in public.

When the others heard what Zhu Hefeng said, they couldn't help but smile.

"Haha!" Lin Chaoying glared at her husband angrily. How could she have forgotten that this guy has never been upright?
  "Okay, I'm going to rest. Let's start the war tomorrow morning!" After complaining about Hong Qigong, Zhu Hefeng felt much more comfortable. He rolled his eyes, sat cross-legged on the stone, and fell asleep not long after.

"This?" Seeing Zhu Hefeng sleeping as soon as he said it, everyone present was speechless. Who is this? He is really a weirdo.

Lin Chaoying blinked her beautiful eyes, clinging tightly to her husband, silently carrying Zhou Tian, ​​and fell into a sweet dream.

Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle, and they must seize the last moment to adjust their condition to the best.

The remaining five masters saw that the couple had fallen into a deep sleep, and while looking at each other in silence, they also rested one after another.

Not long after, on the balcony where the mountain wind kept blowing at night and brought endless chill, there was only a sound of snoring.

The seven masters race against time, and all of them fall into a deep sleep.

Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu and others who were guarding the balcony went to bed earlier. For a moment, there was no movement at all around the balcony.

Only a piece of sweet snoring remains.

Swish!
  The mountain wind at night is not as fierce as usual. If you are not skilled in martial arts, you will most likely be frozen to death if you are exposed here.

But now all the masters on the balcony have practiced to the point where they are immune to cold and heat. I don't care about this little bit of wind at all.

It was getting late at night, and among the seven masters, one of them suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the boulder not far away that was holding the Nine Yin Manual.

His eyes looked around, and when he glanced at the other six masters, he revealed a hint of fierceness, and his body moved slightly, but in the end he calmed down.

………………

Swish!
  The next day, it was bright and clear.

Huashan Mountain is soaring into the clouds, and the fog is heavy. The balcony is one of the highest points in Huashan Mountain. It is the place where countless literati and poets climbed up to watch the sun.

Among the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, a mighty scorching sun rose, and the golden sunshine fell on the balcony.

The sunshine, the flowers and plants on Huashan Mountain, and the endless sea of ​​clouds come together, making it even more beautiful, like a fairyland. At the moment when the golden light shrouded their bodies, the bodies of the seven masters all trembled, and their seven eyes opened almost in no particular order.

The sparkling light contains boundless murderous intent.

The strong fighting spirit was even more unconcealed. They looked at each other. Except for the couple Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying, there was no gentleness at all among the remaining people.

"Haha." Zhu Hefeng jumped up from the boulder and pulled out the dark iron heavy sword on his back with his backhand. The integrated sword was not sharpened, but under the sunlight, it shone with a sad and beautiful light. Cold light.

The frivolous and cynical smile at the corner of his mouth reached its peak, and he said calmly: "It is really a great pleasure in life to be able to compete with all of you on the top of Mount Huashan."

Clang!
  Lin Chaoying, like Zhu Hefeng, pulled out the Qingming Sword from his waist. The sharp sword edge was condensed with powerful murderous intent.

"Let's get started!"

Snapped!
  Wang Chongyang held a whisk in his hand, with a leisurely look on his face, and sighed heavily, saying: "Everyone, it's time for us to start."

Hong Qigong took the wine gourd from his waist, drank the wine from the gourd, and laughed, "Yes, today's battle will definitely leave a mark in history, and we will also be respected by future generations."

Huang Yaoshi held the jade flute tightly and said in a solemn voice: "In this battle, we are only fighting for the Jiuyin Scripture and the title of the best master in the world. How about using martial arts to make friends?"

Ouyang Feng gave a sonorous smile, and his voice sounded like gold and iron, "What Brother Huang said is absolutely true, and it is just as it is."

Clang!
  While he was talking, Duan Zhixing had already received a long sword from the hands of the four guards who had arrived at an unknown time. This sword was made of jade and was crystal clear.

At a glance, you can tell that it is carved from beautiful jade, but the blade of the sword shines with an inexplicable cold light under the sun.

Obviously, even if it is a jade sword, it is still a good sword.

The seven masters each held their weapons tightly and looked at each other with only fighting intent in their eyes.

A breeze blew by, fluttering their clothes, and a dignified aura could not help but exude.

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, the four guards and others who were guarding outside the balcony saw the seven masters gathered on the balcony and felt a solemn and depressing atmosphere.

In an instant, it was almost impossible to even get close. I felt a pressure coming on me, and everyone immediately retreated.

Snapped!
  From the sky, a drop of rain suddenly fell and fell among the seven masters. Huashan Mountain is so high into the clouds that it rains and dews every day, which is really normal.

This drop of crystal dew fell down and landed among the seven masters. It shattered immediately and broke into eight petals.

A puff of water vapor could not help but fill the air. Following this, the seven masters moved at the same time almost in no particular order.

Swish!
  The whisk in Wang Chongyang's hand passed by, and the small whisk turned into a strange weapon in his hand.

With just a wave of his hand, dots of cold stars appeared in the void, including all the six masters except him.

Clang!
  The dark iron heavy sword in Zhu Hefeng's palm roared, and an extremely heavy long sword was not necessarily more weighty than a feather in his hand.

The long sword danced with overwhelming force, encircling Wang Chongyang and others into his sword circle. At the same time, Lin Chaoying's Qingming Sword, Huang Yaoshi's jade flute, Duan Zhixing's jade sword, Hong Qigong's dog beating stick, and Ouyang Feng's snake staff were also shot out one after another.

(End of this chapter)