That summer lake.

The man in green shirt who received this heavy punch retreated very quickly, but when he was approaching the water, his body suddenly hovered, and his toes tapped on the lake surface, causing a circle of spreading ripples.

The blue shirt is swaying, and the immortal is standing on the water.

However, the entire lake beneath his feet exploded on the spot, boiling water rolled in, setting off huge waves, and water mist rose. Many monks who were watching the battle from a distance in the nearby water pavilion were immediately drowned.

This thrilling scene made Xia Yuancui's eyelids tremble. You two are so stupid, just fight, and fight somewhere else. Don't ruin the geomantic treasure of my hilltop!

The old ape in white punched him in the head.

I heard that your kid likes to pray to gods and worship Buddha since he was a child, so you should sacrifice your life and get married to Shui Yi!

Chen Pingan just stretched out his palm to block the punch casually.

A swordsman dressed in green and an old ape dressed in white, both of them fell down. The summer lake was completely empty. They landed on the shore and rushed in all directions, down the mountain along the Full Moon Peak.

The hiking trail at Manwol Peak is like a stream with steps as its bed, rushing towards the foot of the mountain.

The descendants of this peak near Xiaoshu Lake and the monks who watched the ceremony were in a hurry, and had to rely on their own methods to resist the overwhelming waves that hit the shore and stirred up into the sky. The most troublesome part was that the fist intention contained in it was covered with the lake water. The sky blocked out the sun and was so unstoppable that many of the monks' spells were shattered to pieces, and their natal objects were shaken like pieces of duckweed. Their Taoist minds were unstable and they quickly put them away as soon as they were sacrificed.

When immortals fight, ordinary people suffer. Below the mountain top, all the Qi practitioners who are not earthly immortals are different from the ordinary masters in the market below the mountain.

Everyone was horrified. The ancestor who moved the mountain had only served as the guardian of Zhengyang Mountain for a thousand years, so the years of living in the mountain and practicing Taoism would only be longer. If he had this Taoist method and boxing intention, if he could say that he still had some It makes sense, but that young swordsman from Luoluo Mountain who was born out of nowhere was about the same age as Liu Xianyang. Where did he come from such a spiritual background?

The ten young people and candidates selected by Aquarius Continent, Zhenwu Mountain Ma Kuxuan’s cultivation foundation and talent, Jiang Yun and Liu Baqiao’s mentorship, Xie Ling’s family background, and good fortune, no matter how they rise, there will eventually be traces to follow. .

Xiaoshu Lake is not only empty of water, but also the mud at the bottom of the lake has been dispersed, and the bluestones at the base of Manwolfeng Mountain are exposed under the water.

The truth comes out, that's all. What created such a scene was just one punch from the white ape, and one punch from the green shirt.

Chen Pingan stood on the slightly moist bluestone. The bluestone under his feet kept making cracking sounds, and it was like an extra spider web appeared at the bottom of the Xiaoshu Lake. Chen Pingan raised his hand, used water magic, and scooped the water back into the lake.

The old ape in white stood on the shore, his expression as usual.

After several punches, a breath of pure Qi flowed through the mountains and rivers, but it was not exhausted.

Xia Yuancui spoke from the bottom of her heart to the nephews around her: "Nephew Tao, my Full Moon Peak is just a few broken stones, but your Qiuling Mountain is a good summer lake. It will be difficult to repair after this storm."

Yan Chu said: "Yanbo, half of the stick of incense has passed, and you haven't made a decision yet? Actually, let me tell you, the overall situation has been decided anyway, and Qiulingshan can't change anything no matter how he nods or shakes his head."

The implication of this master's words is naturally good-hearted, reminding Tao Caishen, who is of the same generation, to retain a heroic spirit for Qiuling Mountain. It will be better if it is spread out. Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge is the Bamboo Emperor and the first line of peaks. It means that Qiuling Mountain is not the same. It has a strong character and has the opportunity to make all the outsiders who stay on the peaks watch the ceremony look at it with admiration.

For Yan Chu, Tao Yanbo's Qiuling Mountain would be better off just pretending to be fat and controlling all the financial operations of Zhengyang Mountain. He actually has more real power than him, the patriarch of the law who was born in Shuilong Peak. If Can Shuilong Peak and Qiuling Mountain exchange places from now on?

The Bamboo Emperor looked displeased and said in a deep voice: "Now that the matter has come to this, let's not make any small calculations."

It was previously said that one stick of incense will lead to the sword.

That Chen Ping'an was just making random nonsense, it was the approximate time limit for the Sword Top Immortal beside the Bamboo Emperor to maintain his current state.

Could this guy be the roundworm in the belly of Zhengyang Mountain? Why does he know everything clearly?

Therefore, what the Bamboo Emperor is really afraid of deep down in his heart is not the sword fairy or the mountain master, but the thought of hiding needles in everything.

In the Xiaoshu Lake, after Chen Ping'an used magic techniques to scoop water into the lake, the water level was light and shallow and crystal clear to the bottom.

Chen Ping'an finally spoke and asked with a smile: "Back then, I was restrained in a small town. It was understandable. Why are you still such a bitch in your own territory? Are you afraid of beating me to death?"

Because Yuan Zhenye is still a qi practitioner after all, so in the old Lizhu Cave Heaven, the higher the realm, the more suppression, and he was overwhelmed by the great road everywhere. Even every breath and exhalation would involve a small cave sky.

With the flow of his luck, if he is not careful, Yuan Zhenye will waste a lot of Dao Xing and eventually delay the breakthrough. With Yuan Zhenye's status and identity, he naturally knows that the long-lasting ten thousand-year-old dragon in Huang Ting Kingdom, even if it is

The water-born dragon born in the Qiantang River Fengshui Cave in the southeastern boundary who devotes himself to cultivating Taoism has the same chance of becoming the first Jade Pu realm mountain spirit in Aquarius Continent.

It is estimated that this guardian of the mountain had already regarded the upper five realms as his own at that time, and had made up his mind to strive for "number one" in order to gather the luck of the Yizhou Avenue, so at most he was in charge of the kiln affairs department.

Over there, I met Song Changjing, the feudal lord in a white dragon fish suit. His hands were itchy for a moment, so he couldn't help but exchange fists with the opponent. He thought of using his fists and feet to help hone his own Taoism, so that he could make further progress.

Yuan Zhenye smiled ferociously and said: "I have seen people seeking death, but I have never seen you seeking death so wholeheartedly. Grandpa Yuan will satisfy you today!"

The face of the old ape in white took on a true ape-like appearance, and the hair on his head and face instantly sprouted, like countless silver threads flying.

The old ape had a long body and swept the green-shirted man in the ribs with one leg, kicking him out of Qiuling Mountain and flying towards a nearby Qiongzhi Peak.

With one kick, the chaos of Qi was like a big thunder shattering into the ground. The entire Qiuling Mountain spread out in bursts, like rows of iron cavalry crossing the border. Wherever they passed, the mountains and rocks collapsed, the grass and trees were pulverized, and the mansions exploded.

Even the clouds and mists outside Qiuling Mountain were tilted by it, as if being dragged toward Qiongzhi Peak.

From the beginning to the end, the green-robed swordsman, who kept his promise never to fight back, touched the water like a dragonfly, stepped on the ridge of a fairy mansion, the top of an ancient tree branch and the top of a pole of green bamboo, and then stopped.

The second seat of Luolu Shanmi, who was responsible for guarding Qiongzhi Peak, was busy putting away the glowing sword energy that filled the sky.

The old ape in white crashed into the bamboo forest, causing countless emerald green colors to bloom instantly in the Qiongzhi Peak Mountain. Hundreds of thousands of green bamboo poles broke out of the ground and flew randomly.

It's just that Yuan Zhenye punched very fast this time, and only a few people could see it clearly. More people could only vaguely see the white rainbow figure among the green clumps, which was unstoppable, and the fist teared the heaven and the earth. As for that

Qingshan has disappeared even further.

The next moment, a green arc swept out of Qiongzhi Peak. It was a very long arc, just around a cloud peak, and then passed by a vassal hilltop. The old ape in white shrank on the mountain and river, and suddenly appeared his true body, a huge palm.

Sweeping out, the whole green mountain top was directly interrupted. The mountain was like a flying sword, and it hit the man in green shirt. The latter waved his sleeves casually, and the mountain top collapsed on the spot and smashed into pieces in the air. The flying swords fell like rain, and the

The cyan figure took advantage of the situation and flew towards Yujiao Peak, which was more than ten miles away, at a faster speed. The old ape followed him in stride, leaning against the top of Yujiao Peak with one shoulder, causing the top of the mountain to crack open again, and shooting towards Chen Ping'an.

At the same time, the old ape poked the ground with his foot, sunk deep into the ground, shouted softly, and then raised his toes, trampling the roots of a small hill on the ground, and lifted the whole mountain into the air, one after another with the top of Yujiao Peak, at the same time.

Smashed it at the blue-robed swordsman.

The ferocious old mountain-moving ape uprooted two more small peaks of the vassal clan, held them one in each hand, and smashed them at the little bastard who didn't know whether to live or die.

The majestic image of the old ape crossed the mountains and rivers in one step, stepped on the top of a broken mountain that used to be a small country in the south, and looked ahead.

Chen Pingan brought his fingers together to make a sword slash, splitting the top of Yujiao Peak in the center. He waved his sleeve with his left hand and smashed the top of the mountain back to its original position. With two taps of his fingers, he actually directly split the two vassal hills.

Fixed in the air.

A green shirt slowly fell to the top of Qingwu Peak.

Pei Qian quickly landed and stood beside his master, otherwise it would be ridiculous.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's okay, the old beast didn't have enough to eat today, so his punches are soft, and if he keeps a little distance, he throws the mountain at will, which is more like a willow catkin. It's far less powerful than us throwing millet grains and melon seeds."

The little girl in black smiled from ear to ear when she heard this. She hugged her hiking pole and quickly raised her hands to cover her mouth. Her light eyebrows and narrowed eyes made her very happy.

How could she be so powerful? No matter what, the good mountain master is telling you nonsense. Don't believe any of you. But if you really want to believe it, I will find a way to make you not believe it.

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "The Right Protector doesn't even need to take action today, and his reputation has already spread far and wide."

Xiaomi Li laughed and said: "False fame, it's all a false name."

Chen Ping'an spoke to Pei Qian from the bottom of his heart: "Keep an eye on the Yixian Peak. If anyone dares to show up, fight back."

Pei Qian nodded, "I understand."

Chen Ping'an stepped lightly on the ground and left Qingwu Peak in an instant, making no sound. Compared to the old ape in white who was literally pulling mountains and rivers, there was really no momentum at all.

Wearing a green shirt, he passed over the two mountains that seemed to have been subjected to a body-holding technique, dragged him up the mountain, and faced off with the old ape with his feet on the mountain.

The remaining half stick of incense is about to end.

Chen Ping'an laughed from the bottom of his heart and said: "Don't worry, at least Tao Zi will definitely take action at Yixian Peak. I remember the first time I saw her on Fulu Street, I knew she had been a very smart person since she was a child, but Mr. Yuan

Zu, if you continue to dominate the country with such an invincible attitude, how can she fight for you? Three punches, the last three punches, Yuan Laozu carefully weighed it, whether to continue to let laymen watch the fun, or let experts watch the door, I am free.

"

After saying these words, he dragged the two mountains and threw them into two places respectively, making them the top of the Poyun Peak Domain and the top of the Yujiao Peak to serve as the peaks.

The old ape in white suddenly put away the Dharma sign and stood on the top of the mountain. The old ape took a deep breath. Just such an ordinary breath, there were strong mountain winds rising from the peaks. The wind blew and the clouds surged.

, Yuan Zhenye, who stood on the top of the mountain after destroying cliffs and breaking trees, looked around, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers crawling under his feet, and in his field of vision, only that green shirt was an eyesore.

As that bitch from Mud Bottle Alley said, he could probably still deliver three punches.

Yuan Zhenye's body is a blend of Taoism, fist and intention, as if practicing Taoism for thousands of years is the sky, and the fists and intentions accumulated and polished for thousands of years are the earth, using the small world of the human body as a bridge of longevity, merging the two into one, and finally reaching the mysterious realm of the union of heaven and earth.

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When he was at the highest point of his life, the first punch he delivered was an injury in exchange for his life, which was equivalent to a punch at the peak of his martial arts spirit.

You little mud-legged guy should spend his whole life crawling and rolling in the mud. You are lucky enough to be in power, but you don’t know how to cherish it. You don’t know how to hide and enjoy the blessings. If you dare to come to Zhengyang Mountain to show off your wealth, then I will punch you until you are smashed to pieces and you will all fall into the world.

, would only end up worse than the female cultivator from Full Moon Peak whose bones were exposed by Li Tuanjing in Fengleiyuan Square.

If there is an accident, there is a second punch to treat the guest, which is equivalent to the full blow of a swordsman in the immortal realm.

The last punch, what sword fairy, what mountain lord, just die!

On the other side of the first line of peaks, Tao Yanbo's face was full of exhaustion. The sword immortals of the peaks, including the guests, totaled nearly half a hundred people, and only a handful of seven or eight Zhengyang Mountain sword cultivators shook their heads.

Otherwise, everyone nodded and agreed to the Bamboo Emperor's proposal.

According to the rules of the Zushitang, from this moment on, Yuan Zhenye is no longer the guardian of Zhengyang Mountain.

The Bamboo Emperor said: "Yuan Zhenye, stop it. Although you are no longer the Immortal Genealogy Master of Zhengyang Mountain, I am willing to intercede with Luopo Mountain. No matter what price we pay in Zhengyang Mountain, I can guarantee that you will be alive today."

After leaving the Zhengyang Mountain boundary, I ask you to leave Aquarius Continent."

At the same time, the Bamboo Emperor spoke to the green-robed Sword Immortal in his heart: "Master Chen Shan, as long as Yuan Zhenye goes to sea in the future and tries to travel to other continents, I will personally take Xia Yuancui and Yan Chu to cooperate with you in Luopo Mountain to kill this person."

hunt!"

Chen Ping ignored this and just smiled and narrowed his eyes. He did not refuse or agree.
To be continued...