"That's strange, then why did her horse stop there and not move away?" Aunt Shan was quite puzzled.
Liu Qianwen's eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "Is it possible that there are poisonous snakes and beasts on the mountain road in front? Is she too scared to go back?"
"Uh-" Aunt Shan looked at Liu Qianwen in admiration and said, "My aunt, what are you doing now? There are poisonous snakes and beasts?! She has been frozen to death a long time ago!"
"Oh..." Liu Qianwen pouted and said seriously: "Maybe there are hungry and cold beasts? They will also come out to look for food in broad daylight!"
"If that were the case, we would have already heard the green horse neighing and the beast roaring!" Aunt Shan gave Liu Qianwen a rollicking look, which made Liu Qianwen's pretty face turn red, and suggested, "Then let's go over and take a look!"
Nangong Haotian also had this intention, so he nodded and flew towards the valley below the mountain.
There was nothing out of the ordinary as we walked through the valley, but when we were about to fly towards the saddle between the two short peaks, we felt that the atmosphere above was a little different.
Although Nangong Haotian was shocked, he did not stop and only used gestures to signal Aunt Shan and Liu Qianwen to pay attention.
Aunt Shan snorted, and Liu Qianwen hurriedly took three nine-hole shuttles from the dart bag.
Just when the three of them climbed onto the saddle, 20 people slowly stood up among the strange rocks and rocks covered with thick snow on both sides of the mountain road.
The person standing at the front is about twenty-one or twelve years old. He is dressed in silver satin and golden flowers. He has sword-shaped eyebrows, bright eyes, thin lips, a hairpin nose, and a yellow face and black lips, which gives people the first impression.
, somewhat like a tuberculosis ghost.
The young man in silver satin clothes wore a pom-pom hero hat, a bright red hero brocade tied around his waist, silver satin embroidered gold sword boots, and a silver sword with silver tassels and a silver scabbard. He stood up slowly and stared intently.
Liu Qianwen looked at it with a lustful look in her eyes.
The remaining twenty-odd people were all well-dressed men in their forties or early thirties, and the weapons in their hands were all three-foot fine steel swords.
Nangong Haotian took a look and knew that everyone on the other side was a disciple of the Sword Sect. Seeing this situation, it must be related to the girl in red just now, but when he saw the look of the young man in silver satin looking at Liu Qianwen, he
I felt unhappy for a while.
Moreover, when he came to Hengshan to look for someone, no one knew about it in advance, and there was no hatred in this place. Besides, the three of them arrived at the hotel in the town and did not necessarily come this afternoon. How could these people be waiting here?
At the moment of thinking, Nangong Haotian was less than five feet away from the boy in silver satin clothes.
Unexpectedly, the young man in silver satin clothes on the other side actually hugged his chest with both hands and asked in a deep voice: "Is your boy Nangong Haotian?"
Nangong Haotian, Liu Qianwen, and Aunt Shan all looked at the young man in silver satin clothes with great surprise, wondering how he knew about this.
Nangong Haotian had no time to think about the reason and who sent the letter when he left the inn. He could only frown, nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it's the one below."
The young man in silver satin clothes took a deep breath, curled his lips, and asked contemptuously: "I heard that you are the disciple of the Demon Dragon Slayer King, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult?"
"I didn't say that." Nangong Haotian looked at everyone indifferently.
The young man in silver satin clothes said unhappily: "But everyone in the world says so!"
Nangong Haotian Jun's face sank and he said: "That's their business. I can't control their mouths from saying this. Just like now, I can't control your mouth from asking this question either!"
The expression of the young man in silver satin clothes changed when he heard this. Before he could speak, he held a long sword in his hand, and the two dozen strong men in strong clothes lined up on the left and right were already shouting angrily: "How dare you be so rude to my young master?
…”
"That's because you, the Young Master, don't know how to treat guests!" Aunt Shan luckily shouted, her voice overshadowing everyone else.
Twenty or so burly men in fine attire suddenly became furious, shouted loudly, and raised their swords to pounce forward. However, the young man in fine silver satin attire, whose expression softened again, slowly waved a gesture to stop them.
When the two dozen or so burly men in fine clothes saw him, they all hummed and retreated to where they were.
The young man in silver satin clothes gave Aunt Shan a disdainful side glance, ignored her, continued to look at Nangong Haotian, and introduced: "I am the second handsome peak, the young master of this mountain..."
"Disrespectful!" Nangong Haotian said calmly.
Second Junfeng, a young man in silver satin clothes, continued: "My master, Old Man Hengshan, has lived in seclusion in Hengshan for nearly a hundred years..."
"Long admire!" Nangong Haotian still replied calmly.
Second Junfeng frowned and suddenly asked: "Do you know the name of the master?"
"How can an ordinary person know this from an outsider?" Nangong Haotian shook his head indifferently.
Second Junfeng raised his eyebrows, his expression changed again, and he already looked a little sullen.
The twenty-odd burly men in well-dressed clothes on both sides carefully watched the change in the expression on Second Junfeng's face. This time, they did not take any action because they could not quite understand what Nangong Haotian said.
Second Junfeng took a deep breath, seemed to suppress the anger in his heart, nodded slowly and said: "You are right, in today's martial arts, very few people know the name of the master, you have just debuted,
Of course I don’t even know…”
"Nonsense, what kind of bullshit is that, Old Man Hengshan? Even I, the old man, have never heard of it in my whole life of walking around the world..." Aunt Shan, who had always seemed to be on fire, snorted angrily.
"Who are you?" Er Junfeng became furious after being scolded by Aunt Shan again and again.
Aunt Shan also raised her voice and said angrily: "I am known in the sky and on earth as Aunt Shan!"
Second Junfeng looked around with a face full of disgrace, then pointed at Aunt Shan, gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice: "Remember, I will dig out her tortoise eyes and rat eyes later..."
"Yes!" Twenty dozen burly men in fine clothes responded with a thunderous roar.
Second Junfeng put his hands on his hips, like a victorious rooster, with an excited expression and a scowl on his face. He no longer had the leisurely posture he had just pretended to do. He looked at Nangong Haotian and asked in a deep voice filled with anger: "I heard about your martial arts.
Very high?”
"I never said that." Nangong Haotian felt as if his luck was a bit unlucky today. In reality, he met a strange girl, and now he met a sexy man. Could it be that Hengshan has too many sexy girls?!
"I heard that you haven't met an opponent since your debut?" Er Junfeng was driven crazy by Nangong Haotian. His unscrupulous look made him want to fight Nangong Haotian right away.
Three hundred rounds.
"That's not bad!" Nangong Haotian said with a slight nod.
Er Junfeng's expression changed again when he heard this, but then he smiled coldly and said, "But you have met me today!"
"Oh? Really?" Nangong Haotian said with a smile: "Of course, the mysterious and powerful man has great skills and extraordinary skills. Of course he is no match for me!"
When Er Junfeng heard this, he smiled with a smile on his face.
There were more than two dozen well-dressed men on the left and right. Looking at them, the young mountain master smiled proudly. They also looked at each other proudly and proudly. They looked at Nangong Haotian and others with extremely proud eyes.
However, Aunt Shan was very unconvinced and snorted hard.
Second Junfeng didn't pay attention to Aunt Shan, maybe he was pretending not to have heard it. He looked at Nangong Haotian with some pride, smiled proudly and asked: "However, there are a few things I heard that I want to confirm in person.
Fake…”
"Since it's a legend, why take it seriously?" Nangong Haotian smiled calmly.
"No, I must confirm it!" Erjunfeng said resolutely.
Nangong Haotian only frowned and didn't say anything. He looked at the second handsome peak as if he were stupid.
Second Junfeng, a young man in silver satin clothes, smiled proudly, and asked proudly: "I heard that you killed Du Mengsan, the only remaining beggar from the last two generations of the Beggar Clan, nicknamed the God of Powerful Killer?
"
Nangong Haotian saw that Second Junfeng had no respect for the famous figures of the previous two generations. His self-reliance and arrogance had been completely exposed. As for himself, Second Junfeng certainly didn't notice.
He couldn't help but shook his head. He really didn't know which student school he was from, so he shrugged helplessly, shook his head and said: "This is a complete misunderstanding!"
Er Junfeng smiled contemptuously, and said in a deep voice with some pride: "Master and I are indeed right in our judgment, because we all agree that this is absolutely impossible, hahaha."
After saying this, he paused, frowned again, and asked in confusion: "But why do those boring people in the world say that?"
"That's because Senior Du was injured by my palm and vomited blood. He sat on the ground and couldn't move. The gangsters secretly took advantage of me to go to find someone to rescue him and shot Senior Du to death..." Nangong Haotian also wanted to play tricks on this stupid young man.
, so he replied.
"You? What did you say?" Er Junfeng, who was trembling and surprised, asked in shock.
Nangong Haotian didn't bother to say it a second time, and said calmly: "Since you didn't hear clearly, forget it!"
"You said you once injured Du Meng three times and vomited blood?" Second Junfeng asked.
Nangong Haotian frowned and said: "This is nothing to be alarmed about. No matter how skilled a person is in martial arts, he will always make a mistake when he is careless!"
Second Junfeng was told that his face turned red and he seemed unconvinced. Then his face became angry and his arrogance showed again. He snorted and asked with a cold smile: "What about the scholar Tiannan?"
"That's because he was careless and underestimated the enemy, so he lost an arm!" Nangong Haotian seemed to say another trivial matter.
Second Junfeng smiled and said: "So, Tianxuan Shenjun also underestimated you?"
"You can say that?" Nangong Haotian nodded slightly and touched the tip of his nose.