Every afternoon, Bai Xiaosheng would compete with Zhou Botong. Zhou Botong is worthy of being a martial arts genius. In just three days, he actually made progress at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In today's fight, Zhou Botong actually entered the realm of mixing moves in one fell swoop, and did not lose any disadvantage in moves. His progress made Bai Xiaosheng feel a rare feeling of deterioration.

Linghu Chong Rushi, Zhou Botong Rushi, why are the characters in these plots so NB? Is this still alive?

Seriously speaking, Zhou Botong's talent is definitely no lower than anyone in the world. To be honest, no one in the world today can compare to him. Wang Chongyang pretended to die, Ouyang Feng went to the Quanzhen Sect to seize the Nine Yin True Sutra, and defeated Zhou Botong in thirty or forty moves. Later, on Taohua Island, Zhou Botong was even broken by Huang Laoxie. From this, it can be seen that Zhou Botong was more than one person.

But sixteen years later, Zhou Botong caught up with the other four people in one fell swoop, and even suspected of surpassing them. This shows how talented he is.

Zhou Botong is an old naughty boy and has no desire to win at all. But his obsession with martial arts makes him have endless things. In the battle with Bai Xiaosheng, the two of them inevitably talked about their understanding of martial arts. Most of what Zhou Botong said was what Wang Chongyang said, which was very inspiring to Bai Xiaosheng. What Bai Xiaosheng can say is his understanding of moves.

This understanding naturally made Zhou Botong suddenly realize, after all, he is not a novice.

bump!

In the woods, Bai Xiaosheng and Zhou Botong fought with their palms. The surging force blew endless dead leaves from the ground and dispersed to the surroundings. The two stared at each other, their eyes smiling. But suddenly, Zhou Botong's face changed and he said, "Senior Brother..."

Bai Xiaosheng was slightly stunned and immediately thought of Wang Chongyang coming. He exerted force in his hand and broke through Zhou Botong in one fell swoop. He quickly turned over and landed on the branch not far away, looking in the direction Zhou Botong was looking at. There was an old Taoist priest there, and he had a sense of immortality, one hand floating dust and the other hand sword, like an immortal who fell into the mortal world.

Seeing such a king Chongyang, Bai Xiaosheng felt a sense of admiration in his heart.

"Senior Brother, why are you here?" The old naughty boy smiled and immediately walked to Wang Chongyang with his expression like a mouse seeing a cat. Wang Chongyang smiled and looked at Zhou Botong and said, "You have been secretly running out every afternoon these days, thinking that your senior brother doesn't know?" After saying that, he ignored Zhou Botong's embarrassed expression and looked back at Bai Xiaosheng, praising: "This little brother is very good at cultivation!"

"The real person in Chongyang is too much!" Bai Xiaosheng clasped his fists and replied.

Wang Chongyang said: "It's not a reward. If it weren't for the help of my little brother, my junior brother would probably not have reached the current level. I think my little brother is only about twenty-three or four years old, but it is really rare to have such cultivation. It's much more beneficial than the old Taoist back then."

"I dare not take it!" Bai Xiaosheng bowed again. Wang Chongyang nodded, praising his son for being polite.

"Botong, have you forgotten that today is the day we go up the mountain?" Wang Chongyang looked at Zhou Botong again and said unhappy.

When Zhou Botong heard this, he smiled even more embarrassedly. He said, "Senior Brother, don't you tell me about this, how can I remember..." The more he said, his voice became less and less. Wang Chongyang only told him this morning, and in the afternoon he forgot to go aside. When he started fighting, he couldn't even think about it. "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, stop talking about me, let's go quickly. Brother Bai, you should go up the mountain with us."

Zhou Botong said this, Bai Xiaosheng naturally couldn't ask for it. He looked at Wang Chongyang, and Wang Chongyang nodded and said, "This is the best!"

"Then Bai Xiaosheng is not polite!"

The three of them immediately left the woods and rushed to the foot of Mount Hua. Here, the three of them saw the seven sons of Quanzhen who had been waiting for a long time. After Bai Xiaosheng greeted the people one by one, the group of ten began to walk towards the top of Mount Hua.

It was the cold winter that was coming, and heavy snow was spreading on Mount Hua, as if a white wedding dress was worn on the mountain.

From the mountain, the dense black dots at the foot of the mountain were walking on the white wedding dress, leaving footprints one after another on the wedding dress, and these footprints were deep or shallow, and they were all different. Although Wang Chongyang in front could not reach the state of walking without traces of snow, he walked step by step and left very shallow, and even if he had poor vision, he was Bai Xiaosheng. The footprints he left were much deeper than Wang Chongyang, but compared to Zhou Botong and Quanzhen Qizi.

When it comes to light skills, Bai Xiaosheng is not bad. He has a lot of light skills, and he has practiced seriously with the help of the system and made extremely rapid progress. If he hadn't had enough cultivation, Wang Chongyang would probably not be as good as him in light skills.

When he walked to the hillside, Bai Xiaosheng felt a cold wind blowing from behind from afar, as if a giant object was rushing towards him quickly. When he looked back, he saw a man going up the mountain at an extremely fast speed.

This person looks in his thirties, and his clothes are mostly different from those around him, but they are Western Regional clothing. Judging from his lightness skills, a name suddenly appeared in Bai Xiaosheng's mind - Ouyang Feng!

He looked at the person who came seriously and found that the person who came was also staring at ten people. Finally, his eyes fell on Wang Chongyang in front of him. He stepped forward and instantly walked to everyone, looking at Wang Chongyang coldly.

Ouyang Feng was extremely powerful in his aura. The surging force made the snow under his feet make way for him. He stood beside him, as if he was standing with a fierce object.

"Wang Chongyang..." He seemed to be asking, but his tone was full of certainty, and his eyes were staring at Wang Chongyang without blinking, his face full of fierce light.

Wang Chongyang smiled at him slightly, and before he opened his mouth, he turned back to look behind. The few people were puzzled and looked over. After a while, Ouyang Feng's expression changed, and then Bai Xiaosheng and Zhou Botong and his two gazes also condensed. Below, three figures seemed to be slow and fast, and in the blink of an eye, they crossed hundreds of meters away and came to everyone.

The first one was a handsome man in a green robe. He had black hair, sword-brushes, starry eyes, and evil spirits on his face. If a woman saw it, she would definitely be fascinated. Then there was a middle-aged man in a gorgeous brocade robe. He had the aura of a superior person on his body. While walking, the emperor's aura seemed to be rushing to his face. Finally, there was a Huazi with a big red gourd. The Huazi held a green bamboo stick in his hand. Although it seemed sloppy, it was a righteous spirit that made people dare not underestimate it.

Huang Yaoshi, Duan Zhixing, Hong Qigong, these three people also came. What a good guy, the five masters gathered together in an instant.

The five people stood side by side, as if they were in tune with each other, their aura seemed strong and weak, and they looked very strange. They walked, but their steps were very big. Bai Xiaosheng and others were just not paying attention, and the five people actually fell by nine people and ten meters away.

Bai Xiaosheng and Zhou Botong looked at each other, immediately exerted force, and chased them quickly. The five people in front were also moving faster and faster, and they were like illusions, and they rushed to the top of the mountain quickly.

These five people are definitely Huang Yaoshi. The light skills of this person involves the Eight Trigrams of the Book of Changes, and no matter how moving and running, they are extremely extraordinary. Then Wang Chongyang, his light skills may not be very clever, but his internal skills are profound and his strength is no worse than anyone else.

Of course, although there are differences in light skills, the five people came, but it was difficult to distinguish between the superiority and inferiority of the five people. However, they suffered the hardship of Bai Xiaosheng and Zhou Botong who were chasing behind them. Although these two guys have achieved some internal skills, they are much worse than the five people before. The skill of exerting force and exchanging power is also very inferior. When they run, they can only stay behind far away.

Fortunately, the top of the mountain was not far away, and in just a few minutes, everyone reached the peak.

After running all the way, Wang Chongyang seemed to have aroused his desire to win. He laughed loudly, and his voice continued to disperse with the blessing of internal force. The other four people changed their expressions when they heard the sound, and Ouyang Feng snorted even more ugly.

"Compared with the four, Huang Yaoshi, Huang Ye, Duan of Dali, Mr. Ouyang of Baituoshan, and Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect." Wang Chongyang greeted the four of them one by one, and everyone also gave a greeting, but the four of them were all proud people. Apart from that, they didn't say anything more, just looking at each other, the momentums of their bodies collided, and blew up gusts of cold wind.

Until Bai Xiaosheng and Zhou Botong jumped to the top of the mountain!
Chapter completed!