179 Luoyang Conference, the gathering of good and evil (4)
But he said it was above the turbulent waves.
Dressed in green clothes, he floated with the water, looking cool and casual, like the blue clouds emerging from Xiu. When he looked down, he saw among the wonderful scenery of the mountains and rivers, as if a flying fairy had come to the world, smiling proudly in the world of mortals.
Let the turbulent waves swirl into vortexes, or the waves roll over the water, and the man is like a light feather floating on the water. His exquisite light skills are truly astonishing, and frighten the heroes all over the mountain.
You must know that there are many reefs and rocks under the water in Nayi, and the undercurrents are surging. From the outside, it looks like a clear clear water, but underneath it is a hidden murderous intention. However, this man actually used the waves to cross the river, which is extraordinary.
The person hasn't arrived yet, but he has already taken the lead.
Among the many staring eyes, the man in green clothes had floated down the mountain. He suddenly chuckled, and the waves touched his feet lightly. A wisp of green smoke floated high, dragging out a blue shadow. Everyone was dazzled, but they couldn't see clearly yet.
, suddenly saw a person standing upright on a protruding Buddha head on the mountainside, but the next moment his eyes were dazzled, and the person was gone again.
Exclaimed.
On the top of the mountain, there was a green figure standing with hands behind his back.
The wind blows and the bell rings.
"Jingle Bell!"
A sweet silver bell sounded from the man's wrist.
"Subordinate, please see the big dragon head!"
Hundreds of disciples of the Qinglong Society and leaders from all sides, as well as Xiao Siwu, Di Qinglin and others, all bowed respectfully at this moment.
The forces from all sides who watched this all felt their hearts sinking, feeling pressured, majestic, and evil-spirited.
Not far away, Ye'er, who was peeping his head, suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth to scream, but the peacock saw the opportunity and covered his mouth.
The person standing in front of the Buddha statues with his hands behind his hands was not the same person who ate candied haws on a stick that night, and also treated her to a bowl of wontons.
As soon as this person arrived, he was like a magnet that attracted people's attention, making everyone unable to take their eyes away.
Today, he no longer needs to use his appearance to attract other people's attention. His martial arts, his status, his power and power. If he smiles, I am afraid that countless people will collapse to the ground. He
If you cough once, the whole world will tremble three times.
He is Su Qing.
The grottoes were filled with stone Buddha statues, and the atmosphere was originally awe-inspiring, but as soon as he arrived, he felt awe-inspiring.
The mountain is filled with black heads. Two thousand people? Or three thousand people? Or five thousand people?
These people include masters who are famous within the country, vicious gangsters, disciples of famous sects, powerful martial arts giants, and forces from all sides outside the country. They are a mixed bag, with many people fishing in troubled waters, and some independent
Those who come and go alone want to make a name for themselves in the world.
Su Qing put his hands behind his back and carried a sword on his waist. His calm eyes swept across the crowd. He saw his grandfather and grandson, a drunkard, and a young man in the crowd. He looked at them all, familiar ones and unfamiliar ones.
All over.
Then, he sat down on a big chair brought by the disciples in the gang. He was cushioned with a soft blanket and enjoyed it very much. He seemed to be ignoring everyone and even looked up at the sky floating by.
of floating clouds.
"Su Qing, you are too arrogant. It is true that the Money Gang was destroyed by you, but you cannot get all the things from the Money Gang. Among them, Shangguan Jinhong plundered from the rivers and lakes, not to mention what Chai Yuguan left behind
The martial arts secrets of various sects have also flowed into his hands, and you have to hand them over. Your "Qinglong Club" acts overbearingly and tyrannically, which has already made various sects in the world dissatisfied. Today we are here to ask for an explanation!
"
Some people seemed to be unable to bear it and finally couldn't bear it anymore.
The mountain was full of people, and I don’t know who spoke, but as soon as this person spoke, martial arts people from all over the world immediately started shouting together. In an instant, it was noisy. Each of these people had their own internal strength. Although they were different in strength, they all spoke together at this moment.
The entire Longmen Mountain seemed to be shaking in this shocking noise.
But no one dared to step forward or take action. They only dared to speak, and they could only speak.
Su Qing sat quietly on the chair, with a calm expression, and said: "Wait a minute."
His voice was very light and soft, but at the moment he blurted it out, it turned into a howl like a ghost, and the powerful internal force echoed on Longmen Mountain, causing waves of shock.
The Buddha lost his voice and was horrified, drowning out everyone's voice.
Only the "Cen Cen" Buddhist bells all over the mountain are left ringing.
As the sound lingered, someone suddenly shivered, as if frightened by the sound, and slumped to the ground, looking as if he was in shock.
Su Qing slowly raised her right hand.
Immediately he saw Chen Er walking out, holding a roster in his hand, frowning, he turned over a page and shouted loudly: "Changbai Sword Sect, Taihang Kuai Dao Sect, Laoshan Sword Sect, Mangshan Evil Ghost Sect, Chenzhou Yan Family Boxing
, the five tigers of the Peng family cut off the door..."
He read out more than forty gangs in one breath, until the end.
"Where are the people?"
A loud shout.
In the crowd, a tall and thin man with disheveled hair and a gloomy face led several figures similarly dressed as neither humans nor ghosts, and rushed out in fear.
"The evil ghost gate is here!"
"Jinsha Village is here!"
"The seventy-two evil spirits in Guanzhong are here!"
…
One after another, people rushed to respond.
Su Qing sat there with his head lowered and turning the ring on his hand carelessly, as if he was particularly bored.
His behavior has ignited the anger of many people. He is so arrogant and deceptive.
"Surnamed Su, don't be so fucking shameless to you. There is no explanation today. Just try and see if you can make it down the mountain alive. You really are just pretending to be the leader of several sects!"
It was that voice again, but still I could only hear its voice but not see its person.
Incited by these words, someone immediately jumped out with enthusiasm.
"Su Qing, you really think you can cover up the sky with one hand, but you still recognize me?"
A young swordsman suddenly walked out of the crowd, with a stern face and stern eyes. He was dressed in snow-white clothes, and the sword in his hand was gleaming. At a glance, he knew it was of extraordinary quality. This was the "love-stealing sword."
The person who came was actually You Longsheng from back then.
There was an old man standing next to him.
This old man was dressed in purple and black robes, with gray hair and a white beard. His face had a purple chest, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, and his eyes were shining brightly. His face was extremely majestic.
It was none other than the owner of the Hidden Sword Villa, the Hidden Dragon Old Man.
This person has great prestige, and he is considered to be on equal terms with the leaders of several sects.
He was old enough to have a son. Only when he was over fifty did You Long give birth to such a son. Now it seemed that he was going to have a hand in this.
Su Qing raised his eyes without looking too much, and said calmly: "Today is the time when our Qinglong Association recruits various gangs. You people came here uninvited. Could it be that, haha, you also want to join our Qinglong Association?"
"What a crazy man who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"
There was another sound.
The man was wearing a very shabby blue and white robe. He had a thin, sallow face and a sparse beard on his chin. He looked like a malnourished old scholar.
His tone was very calm, his eyes were stern, and he held a shining silver iron flute in his hand.
As soon as this person opened his mouth, several more exclamations were heard, and words such as "Mr. Iron Flute" were faintly heard.
"I've been looking for you!"
Su Qing said oh.
"Why are you looking for me? I thought only women in the world would look for me!"
At this time, he still had time to joke.
Mr. Tiedi's sallow face froze slightly, and then he smiled coldly. "Back then, you said Bai Xiaosheng was a plum blossom thief. I was not there, so I couldn't count!"
"Huh, in my opinion, he clearly has a guilty conscience as a thief. He is the Plum Blossom Thief..."
That voice actually appeared again.
Su Qing frowned and said softly: "I don't like this person's voice!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Di Qinglin behind him stood up like a ghost and threw himself straight into a group of people. His long hair was flying, and his energy was flowing out like a tide. The people in that area were staggered and fell to the ground. gourd.
A quick and panicked voice suddenly emerged.
"Su Qing, in broad daylight, in front of a group of heroes, how dare you instruct your men to kill people?"
"Come out you!"
Di Qinglin's face was expressionless.
He reached out to grab it, picked up the person and flew back like an eagle swooping down into the sky.
All these changes were too rapid, but the lightning and flint were extinguished like a handful of paper ashes. By the time everyone reacted, Di Qinglin had already carried a skinny little man back in his hand and threw it heavily to the ground.
The thin man was so frightened that his face turned pale. He lay on the ground and opened his mouth to speak.
"puff!"
Su Qing folded his fingers and didn't move or even look, but suddenly he saw a young man behind him. The young man shook his hand, and a flying knife with its handle was inserted into the thin man's throat.
Chapter completed!