"Senior Brother Feng."

Suddenly, Ning Zhongze stopped them again.

Sikong Zhaixing froze for a moment, then turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

It turns out that this Huashan disciple’s surname is Feng.

Feng is a member of the Huashan Sect with the surname of Ning Zhongze. He is presumably Feng Buping, a member of the Huashan Sword Sect who returned to Huashan before.

He also knows a lot about the Huashan Sect and has personally investigated a lot. Moreover, there is always a lot of information about the Huashan Sect in the world. From various sect members and old Huashan sects, there is so much information that it can pile up ten carriages.

"Senior brother said he wanted to come over and see the rare birds and animals you brought back in person." Ning Zhong looked at the big monkey on Sikong Zhaixing's back with a strange expression.

Sikong Zhaixing was stunned.

Is Yue Buqun really on Mount Huashan? He is not deceiving them.

"Okay." Sikong Zhaixing had to stop under the gaze of Ning Zhongze's eyes like a ray of light on his back.

Ning Zhongze's sword is definitely not bad.

He remembered a piece of information, Ning Nuxia cut off the sword of the man in white with one sword.

How strong is the man in white? After he was defeated by Ning Nuxia's sword, he gave up his sword when he went down the mountain and started practicing sword skills.

Then there was another bloody storm, from north to south, and even to Sichuan and Sichuan.

Although Sikong Zhaixing had never seen him, and Ximen Chuixue had never seen him, the martial arts people in Sichuan and Shu had seen him, and they only had two words to comment on him - terrible!

And this man did not stay in Sichuan and Shu for long, and took advantage of Sichuan and Shu to go further west and south.

Maybe I went to Dali, maybe I went to Shendu, or maybe I went to Xizang.

But these are not important. What is important is that the strength of a person he once disdained turned out to be far beyond his imagination.

So should we... counter it?

Sikong Zhaixing asked himself that his martial arts were not bad. Although he was famous for his light kung fu and stolen kung fu, his swordsmanship and martial arts were not inferior to others.

"Do you want to take action?" the big monkey spirit asked via voice transmission.

He was also aware of the tense atmosphere at the moment.

This is the time when a storm is about to come.

Time waits for no one, it is better to take action first.

Hahaha……

A long laugh.

Then I saw a figure falling from the sky.

Who is coming?

Coming by riding the wind is like banishing an immortal.

"Senior Brother Feng, I heard that you brought back a rare and exotic beast to broaden my horizons, so I hurried back to the mountain without any delay."

"Hey, Senior Brother Feng, why are you sweating? Has the drought at the bottom of the mountain spread to our Huashan Mountain?"

Yue Buqun's voice was soothing, but it made Sikong Zhaixing feel noisy.

It must have been discovered.

Sikong reaches for the stars and thinks together.

"Do it!"

He shouted loudly.

Then his figure suddenly rose.

But he never raised his sword to stab Yue Buqun. Instead, he ran towards the outside of the martial arts arena, trying to escape from Huashan.

However, he originally thought that Jingjing would hear his shout and attack Yue Buqun, but he didn't expect that Jingjing's actions at this moment would be on par with his.

The two's lightness skills are comparable.

grass!

When a person and a monkey look at each other, they both feel that the other person is unethical.

"Everyone here is a guest. How about staying for a few days?"

But at this time, Yue Buqun's voice also caught up with him.
Chapter completed!