The four youngsters below the stage were fighting fiercely, not wanting to give in to each other. Their might shook the void heaven and earth, and was heard at the foot of the mountain, causing a wave of onlookers and speculation.

"Brother Chang, I'm sorry."

Yang Li took a deep breath, light flowed on the sword, he muttered something, and leaped forward to kill, like a flying dragon, his momentum was fierce, but upright, without a trace of gloom.

"Don't say that. I won't show mercy."

Chang Qinghua faced the enemy squarely without relaxing. He let the magic power flow around his body and attached it to the sword, and slashed down. The sword light was bright, illuminating every inch of space, making it very transparent.

Ding Ding Ding

The two men faced each other with swords, and every move they made was effective.

There were bursts of flames on the sword's edge, but the aura was not warm, but rather icy and chilling.

The sword light flew like a snake or raindrops, strangling every inch of smoke and dust.

The two figures of Yang Li and Chang Qinghua were swaying invisibly, competing for victory, and the fight was extremely fierce.

Seeing that the sword fight was getting to a stalemate, Yang Li stood up, summoned all his magic power, and his robes fluttered. He looked like a god descending from heaven, and his palm was as heavy as the pressure from the sky.

"Bang"

Chang Qinghua's eyes focused, and his magic power flowed out from his dantian, passed through many meridians, and gathered on his fists and fingers to resist.

The fists and palms collided, and the two magical powers fought like a dragon and a tiger, so fierce that a deep crack appeared on the ground.

In the end, Chang Qinghua was unable to do it, his face turned red, and he took a small step back, losing some of his edge.

"The younger generation of Daoist Fellow Yang has a very solid foundation in cultivation."

Chang Qinghua is a member of the Dark Blade's fifth team, so Huang Sheng naturally pays attention to him. Seeing Yang Li's powerful offensive, he can't help but admire him.

"No, the fifth team is full of talented people."

Yang Huayue didn't continue talking. The ability of the Fifth Team was obvious to all. The fact that they were strong would not change because of the temporary weakness of one person. There was no need to fight on this aspect.

"drink"

A long shout shook the earth, and it came from another person fighting here. Kuang Mengting was strong and wielded the sword like a heavy weapon, with a sense of arrogance and domineering.

He chopped down with his sword, and the clouds in the sky changed color, there seemed to be a tiger roaring, and thunder was heard, which was very magical.

"As expected of a hero from the Kuang family..."

An Daozu's face was full of seriousness. After a brief confrontation, he had already realized that this was not an easy opponent. The background between the two of them was very deep, which could not be seen until the last moment.

He swung his sword, and the sword light entwined, layer upon layer, and condensed into a net formation.

"boom"

Kuang Mengting's sword broke through the layers of sword light, as if a divine object had fallen from the sky, forcing De An Daozu to fight and retreat.

This retreat is irreversible. Kuang Mengting's fighting ability and profound magic power support the fierce offensive, which advances layer by layer. It can be said that he is attacking cities and strongholds without any obstacles.

An Daozu was in extreme pain. All his plans were broken one after another. He was like a bird in the wind and rain, unable to find a safe haven.

"No, we have to make a decision."

He realized that if he continued, he might not be able to outlast Kuang Mengting and would suffer a miserable defeat, so he simply took a deep breath and refined it into a stream of energy, which burst out from his chest.

The North Wind Sword Technique was performed in his hand, the sword light rotated, the sky darkened, and gusts of wind diffused out, mixed with rich sword intent, which lingered.

Kuang Mengting was forced into a desperate situation and was trapped in the sword's force in a blink of an eye, unable to escape. However, he did not panic. He calmed down and the sword in his hand gradually became silent, and he turned to practice another secret method.

"Standing in all directions"

His body was covered with a thin layer of golden light, which suddenly dispersed and turned into a large cauldron about two meters high, emitting a strong wave of oppression.

The sword intent of Shuofeng slashed on it, making a clanging sound, but it was unable to break through and gradually shattered.

"Bang"

An Daozu's magic power was disturbed by Ding Wei, causing it to stagnate. He had a bad feeling and wanted to respond, but Kuang Mengting had already arrived.

His sword was bold and powerful, like the water of a river. An Daozu was unable to dodge it and was unable to cope with it, so he was defeated.

"The Universe Is Right"

at the same time.

Yang Li also performed a secret technique, pointing his sword towards the sky, as if he had received the pure energy from heaven and earth. With one slash of the sword, the mighty sword blade whizzed away, blowing out the light in the sky and dispersing the spiritual energy.

Chang Qinghua tried his best to fight, but like a small boat on the clouds, he had no resistance and was defeated.

"Well, the younger generations of the Yang and Kuang families are really amazing."

Huang Sheng was a man of broad mind. Even when Chang Qinghua was defeated, he did not change his attitude. He was still very gentle to Yang Li and Kuang Mengting and praised them highly.

"I have no objection."

He Chao smiled faintly. It was just a small fight between young people, and there was no harm in the relationship. It would be a joke if one could not afford to lose.

"It was just a fluke."

Although Yang Huayue and Kuang Shucheng were happy because their juniors won, they also had the same idea as He Chao. It was a small fight, but they remained harmonious and there was no excessive exaggeration.

With such a broad mind, the top of Tianque Peak will never be deserted.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, what do you think of Yang Li?"

Yang Huayue took the opportunity to speak, keeping Chen Sheng's eyes on Yang Li.

"He has a righteous spirit and a clear mind. He can be of great use."

Mr. Chen had said before that Yang Li was a man of great talent. Watching the fight again this time, he deeply saw that he had the spirit of a man of integrity and righteousness. He was consistent in his appearance and inner qualities, and was a man who could be of great use and shoulder heavy responsibilities.

"I wonder if I can join your Tenth Squad?"

Yang Huayue said it clearly. He called Yang Li over and asked him questions from time to time, which showed that he had some calculations in mind.

"this……"

Mr. Chen was a little surprised. With Yang Huayue in charge of the Ninth Team and Yang Li under his command, he would definitely have a good future.

Why, let him collect it? He looked at Yang Li, wanting to know what this young man meant, so as not to make random arrangements.

"Yang Li is willing to follow behind the seniors and serve them at their service without any complaints."

Yang Li was not arrogant. He lowered his head and expressed his feelings to Chen Sheng. His words were firm and full of sincerity. He was almost kneeling down and hugging his thighs.

"Me too."

At the side, Kuang Mengting felt that this scene was extremely familiar. It was clearly a scene in his imagination. Feeling confused and anxious, he also surrendered like Yang Li.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, what do you think of Kuang Mengting?"

There was a trace of helplessness on Kuang Shucheng's face. Although he wanted Kuang Mengting to join Chen Sheng's army, the scene before him was too hasty and too urgent. But the situation was like this and he had no time to think about it. He had to do it this way.

The familiar script reappeared, and Yang Huayue's eyes were somewhat resentful. Why did Kuang Shucheng join in the fun and make such a fuss?

"He is full of vigor and energy, and is immune to evil. He is a good young man."

Mr. Chen didn't think much about it and expressed his opinion of Kuang Mengting, saying that he was a great general who would be able to be of great use no matter where he was placed.

"Then you should take this boy under your command."

Kuang Shucheng made up his mind and said so.

On Tianque Peak, eyes, either excited or surprised, fell on Chen Sheng, waiting for his decision.

What could Mr. Chen say? Such a talented and beautiful person was delivered to his doorstep. There was no reason to refuse, so he accepted it directly.

"yes!"

When the dust settled, Yang Li and Kuang Mengting were overjoyed. They bowed to Mr. Chen to express their gratitude, looking like loyal and obedient subordinates, attracting a lot of attention.

"Old Kuang is really calculating."

The two Dark Blade captains did things in exactly the same way. There must be a reason for that. Huang Sheng thought about it several times and finally figured it out.

Today, Mr. Chen's power in the Black Abyss Prison is indeed rising steadily, and he is very confident that he can occupy the top position.

"It's a pity that I don't have any extra talents under my tutelage."

Obviously, He Chao had also figured it out, and like him, he let out a sigh.

…

"Whoosh"

The vast sky and earth, the magnificent mountains and rivers.

A flying sword came out, extremely sharp, passing through the hundred-foot sky in an instant and cutting down the Taoist figure who was flying.

"puff……"

Blood splattered and the Taoist fell down, but he had not completely lost his ability to move.

He was in mid-air, flapping his wings like a bird with half of its wings broken, and then he disappeared into the mist emitted by a black mountain.

"Hahaha, you can't kill me."

A weak but somewhat arrogant voice came from the black fog and miasma. It seemed that the Taoist, although seriously injured, was still very proud of himself. He escaped from the hairnet and was still as cool as ever.

"Sir, this is the Ghost Mountain."

Another group of monks stood on the clouds, looking at the black mountain in front of them, their eyes shining with divine light, trying to see the details inside.

They are the law enforcement team of Guangxiu Xianzong. The person they were chasing just now was Taoist Jiufu, who came from Guishen Mountain and was a great evil.

"This is truly a demonic place, surrounded by resentment and with demonic light rising into the sky. It deserves to be killed."

Chang Silu was wearing a black robe with gold edges on the cuffs. The childishness between his brows had long disappeared. His face was solemn and he had a stern and majestic aura.

Over the past few decades, he has killed monsters and demons, cleared the world of evil spirits, and after his mind became free, his swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds, and he has progressed rapidly, reaching the middle stage of foundation building.

At this moment, he lowered his eyes to the Ghost and God Mountain with murderous intent. According to the records in the sect's files, this was a place full of filth and evil. From time to time, there were demon cultivators coming out who treated the lives of living beings with disregard, causing great harm.

"Sir, this matter must be considered carefully."

Chang Siliu's deputy tried to persuade him that although the Ghost Mountain was evil, its strength should not be underestimated. There were three hundred cave masters inside, all of whom were experts in the Qi Refining Realm, and there were twelve independent people, all of whom were in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Taoist Jiufu was one of them, with smooth means and profound magical powers.

Such a den of thieves, occupying a remote and secluded location, was even more evil than it was before. I don't know how many upright swordsmen had rushed in and turned into bones in the mountains.

"We have already reached the entrance of the demon cave. There is no reason to turn around. I will enter the mountain first, break the formation, and lure out the demons. You can then attack them and succeed in one fell swoop."

I always think strongly and uprightly. When I see the darkness all over the mountain, I cannot stand it. I must follow my heart and give it a try.

As soon as he finished speaking, he held up his sword and rushed towards the Ghost Mountain.

"grown ups……"

Outside the mountain, a group of law enforcement hall personnel tried to dissuade him, but they could not persuade Chang Silu and could only wait anxiously.

After a while, the Ghost and God Mountain shook, and a terrifying aura spread inside. The fluctuations of sword light and magic could be heard from time to time. The bright divine light broke through the black fog and miasma, like thunder on a cloudy day, and the light and shadow were dim.

"Who are you?"

In the turmoil, someone shouted loudly, and one could hear extreme anger in the voice: "You are sitting at home, but the enemy is coming from the sky."

"The Law Enforcement Hall is always thinking about this and coming to slay the demons."

After Chang died, he was in the enemy's lair, standing tall, with an extremely sharp sword, destroying many attacks and remaining undefeated.

"break!"

He roared, and his aura surged. His body was covered with golden light and he was sharp like a sharpened divine sword. With a move of his hands, he tore apart the formation of Ghost Mountain.

The sky shook, and bright light descended, dispelling some of the darkness. On the dark and steep mountains, one could see many rotten skeletons and monks who looked like demons.

"My Lord, you have broken the formation of Ghost Mountain. This is a rare opportunity. As long as you cut off the heads of the demons, it will definitely be a great achievement."

Chang Sili's deputy, seeing that the formation of Ghost Mountain was broken and the general was surrounded by demons, did not dare to delay, boosted the morale, and led the entire law enforcement team to charge down.

“Boom…”

There was chaos in Ghost Mountain. A dragon-like team showed its edge and swept down many demons like the wings of a phoenix.

The blood light blooms, bright red.

Immediately, the twelve independent men and the three hundred cave masters each sent out capable men to fight, deploy their troops and battle formations, like fine water waves, drowning the law enforcement team, and the fighting continued.

"You and I have nothing to do with each other, so why do you have to keep pressing us?"

Taoist Zhaofeng was the one who created the structure of Ghost and God Mountain. With three hundred cave masters and twelve independent people in charge, it looks like the might of a local overlord.

In the past, all the high-ranking immortals who wandered in recklessly were killed by him.

When facing Chang Silv, he was unusually gentle. It was because the Immortal Sect was too famous, so it was best not to provoke it.

"I just can't get used to it."

Chang Siliu had nothing to say to the people from Guishen Mountain. One was an orthodox border town that upheld the law, while the other was a place of ghosts and spirits that committed crimes. It was natural that they could not get along, and it was normal for them to have murderous thoughts.

"Don't be so presumptuous, boy."

Taoist Zhaofeng intended to throw out Taoist Jiufu, who had brought disaster, in order to seek peace, but Chang Silu's murderous intent was too pure and resolute. He realized that compromise was useless and finally returned to his nature.

All the monks of Guishen Mountain are unruly and ferocious. Taoist Zhaofeng is the devil among devils. His eyes are fierce, like the light of a knife, and he stares at Chang Silv with murderous intent.

"Old devil, why are you trying to show off? I'll kill you."

Chang Silu was a man who had emerged from a sea of ​​blood and corpses, having killed many demons. He was not afraid of the wrath of Taoist Zhaofeng at all.

"clang"

He drew his sword and slashed. The sword intent was like it was made of divine iron. It was real, clanging and clattering, and it was extremely strong.

Taoist Zhaofeng used his magic power to resist, and the moment of contact, his muscles felt pain and faint traces of blood burst out.

"Why is this sword light so domineering?"

He was shocked, as he had come into contact with sword cultivators before, but this was the first time he had encountered such a sharp sword light.

That kind of sword intent is extremely sharp and can easily kill an opponent of the same level. It is not safe to rely on the strength of magic weapons to resist. It is really a terrifying enemy.

"clang"

I often think carefully and keep my mind calm, and I cut with one sword, cleanly and thoroughly. I also want to make the world clean and less dirty.

Taoist Zhaofeng did not dare to respond. He threw out a small shield, protected his chest, and quickly retreated.

“Crack…”

What he did was right. The sword light fell, the small shield shattered, and turned into pieces of debris that flew away. The aftermath killed dozens of ghost cave masters.

(End of this chapter)