Yin Tianyun and Liu Tianyue heard Song Tiande's name and suddenly said, "It turned out to be him!" At the same time, countless questions arose in his heart, why did this senior brother who had no news for a long time suddenly return to Hengshan? Is it as simple as just leading his disciples back to the mountain to return to the sect to recognize his ancestors? Or did he have other purposes?

Liu Tianyue Ninggong sent a message: "Second Brother, people's hearts are dangerous and unpredictable, so we must be more careful!"

Chen Tianlei nodded quietly and ordered his disciples to go out to welcome guests.

com Shaoqing, a middle-aged man with a round face and rich face led the man straight to the hall, and smiled from afar, "Junior Brother Chen, Junior Brother Yin, Junior Sister Liu, I've been away for thirty years, and it's like a lifetime ago. I wonder if I still remember me? I was so moved to Hengshan today that I was so moved that I couldn't tell where to start!" He had a few long beards in his jaw, his face was greasy, his clothes were gorgeous, he had a jade pendant on his waist, and he wore a jade ring on his hands. He naturally showed a complacent expression as he walked. The people following him were tall and burly, shrewd, and feminine. They were all good players with unique skills, strong aura, and a cold and decisive look flashed from time to time in his eyes.

Chen Tianlei greeted the hall door, clasped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Song is walking and walking in a tiger's way, his manners are more elegant than before! If someone could send an early notification, we will definitely go down the mountain to welcome him, so that we will not neglect the guests." Seeing that Song Tiande had invited so many masters, most of whom were carrying weapons, he was alert and secretly observed the other party's every move. Especially when the other party was inquiring about information, he actually knew that Qin Tianri and Gu Tianxing were not on the mountain, so he did not mention them when he met!

Song Tiande smiled and said, "Why are you polite at the junior brother Chen? After all, we are all brothers of the same school. As long as you don't blame me for coming unexpectedly, you can cause trouble for you!"

Chen Tianlei said: "Where, where! Senior Brother Song is a rare distinguished guest for a while. I can't even welcome him. Why do you feel troublesome? Come on, please sit down!" Both sides exchanged greetings and asked, sat down opposite the guest and host, and their disciples served tea to treat the guests.

Hu Qingpeng had no affection for Song Tiande at all, and always felt that his smile was too fake and lacked sincerity at all. At the same time, he felt awe-inspiring in his heart. Although several of them deliberately restrained themselves, they could still feel murderous aura oozing out. Especially the man in a white robe, he was cold and ruthless, without any dust, and his martial arts were unfathomable.

Chen Tianlei said: "I have a very good attitude to these friends invited by Senior Brother Song. Should I introduce them to us first? To avoid being rude."

Song Tiande smiled and said, "Of course!" He pointed to the man in the white robe beside him, "This is Lu Huaixi, a good friend Song made in the capital. Mianzhang Kung Fu ranks first in the capital. Unfortunately, it has not yet become famous in the world. There are not many people who know that he is powerful."

Chen Tianlei said: "Good luck to meet!"

Lu Huaixi's face was thin, her skin was pale, her whole body was wrapped in a thick white robe, and she held a snow-white handkerchief in her left hand, and she would cough softly from time to time. He looked like a person who had been ill for a long time, but his aura was extraordinary, his eyes were sharp like a blade, and he had a majestic and domineering aura around him, which made people feel unbearable. Four followers stood behind his seat, and they all looked cruel and tough. Lu Huaixi greeted Chen Tianlei lightly and said nothing.

However, the Hengshan Sect was very careful about this person's actions. Judging from the pomp and momentum alone, Lu Huaixi was undoubtedly the leader of the other party. Song Tiande's introduction was not entirely true, and he must have concealed his identity and origin.

Song Tiande then introduced Peng Ge, Shao Yixiong and Li Huaixin one by one, and finally said: "Hero Peng and others are all good friends I made on the way back to the mountain. Because I envy the scenery of Nanyue, I made an appointment to enjoy the scenery in the mountains. Junior Brother Chen shouldn't mind it?"

Chen Tianlei said: "It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar, let alone Senior Brother Song's friends. We are all from the martial arts lineage and fellow disciples. Our Hengshan School should do our best to ensure that you can come here with excitement and return with satisfaction!"

Peng Ge and others smiled and said, "I'm meeting for the first time, please give me some advice!" After looking carefully, their smiles were a little reluctant, as if they had something unspeakable.

Chen Tianlei said: "Where are there! Senior Brother Song, where are the other senior brothers who went down the mountain with you back then? How are they doing well in the recent situation?"

Song Tiande looked dark and sighed: "In order to expel the Mongolian tarzi, my master led the four of us to join the rebel army, and lived and died, and made great achievements. However, in the battle of Poyang Lake with Chen Youliang, my master and three junior brothers died one after another, and they were killed in the bottom of the lake forever. I was the only one who escaped by chance. Later, I joined the Duke of Song Feng Sheng, and served as his personal bodyguard, following him to fight all directions until the Yuan Dynasty was destroyed. I am now the general manager of the Duke of Song and have a little reputation in the capital. It's a pity that my wealth and glory cannot be shared with my master and others."

It turned out that Song Tiande's master Zhou Zigang was the head of the Hengshan Sect thirty years ago. Zhou Zigang saw the chaos in the world and the anti-Yuan uprising swept across the nine continents like wildfire. He couldn't help but feel excited, trying to show his skills in the troubled times. So he gave the position of the head to his junior brother Qu Zicheng, and personally led four disciples to go down the mountain to join Zhu Yuanzhang's rebel army. Before Zhou Zigang went down the mountain, he had agreed with Qu Zicheng that as long as he returned to Hengshan in the future, he would be the head again. However, "the wind blew and the Yishui cold, and the heroes would never return once they left." Zhou Zigang unfortunately died in the battlefield and his corpse was gone, so this agreement naturally lost its meaning.

Chen Tianlei sighed: "Master Zhou and three senior brothers sacrificed their lives for the sake of the people of the world. Even if they die, their ambitions will never be destroyed! I will set up a spirit card for the four of them and worship them in the secret cave in the back mountain, so that future disciples will pay their respects to you. Brother Song, don't be too sad, after all, people cannot be resurrected. If peace is coming today, the Mongols are driven away from the frontier. If Master Zhou and others know about it, they should be relieved and restless!"

Shao Yixiong said: "Hey, you brothers and brothers reunited after a long separation. That was a great joy. Why did you feel sad the more you said? Can't you be happy?" He is the head of the Luoxiao Sword Sect. He has a violent temperament and a loud voice. As soon as he opened his mouth, he made the tea bowl jump slightly. The Luoxiao Sword Sect is a small sect and has almost never produced any famous figures. It is just that it has a slight influence in Jiangxi and Hunan and cannot be compared with the Hengshan Sect.

Peng Ge also smiled and said, "Don't talk about the past, let's talk about the important things in front of us!" He is the leader of the Five Elements Sect. He is not handsome, has a stout figure, and always has a smile on his face. He is also a local hero.

Chen Tianlei's heart sank, and he couldn't hear what he meant. He said seriously: "The two are reasonable! Brother Song took his time to lead his disciples back to the mountain and return to the ancestral family to recognize his ancestors. We should hold a grand ceremony. However, this is the housework of my Hengshan School, and outsiders should not be present. Chen dared to ask Brother Lu, you guys to leave the hall temporarily?"

Song Tiande, Shao Yixiong and others looked at Lu Huaixi at the same time to see how he decided. Lu Huaixi smiled slightly, but could not hide his natural cold air. "Current incense and worship his ancestors and join the door wall is the top priority for ordinary disciples. Their elders cannot be present to watch the ceremony, so I, as an uncle, have to take on the heavy responsibility of supervision." As soon as he finished speaking, Song Tiande immediately echoed: "That's right, Brother Lu can't leave."

Chen Tianlei frowned and said, "Why don't you have any reason? Chen listened attentively."

Peng Ge and others exchanged glances and said in unison: "We are advancing and retreating with Mr. Lu. If he doesn't leave, we will naturally not leave!"

Chen Tianlei laughed and said in a deep voice: "You all come up with all kinds of excuses, just to support Senior Brother Song. Chen was really curious. Senior Brother Song suddenly mobilized troops to return to Hengshan thirty years later. Was it just to return to the clan and recognize his ancestors? No one came out to travel around the world on the first day, so don't beat around the bush, and you can say it clearly if you have any intentions!" The last sentence turned sharply, and Hu Qingpeng and other disciples pressed the hilt of the sword without realizing it, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Lu Huaixi coughed lightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "Chen Daxia is worthy of being one of the heads of the Seven Sword Sects. He is very careful and thoughtful, and admires him! However, we didn't intend to conceal the purpose of coming, but on the contrary, we had to openly announce the world, so we invited someone to witness it. Brother Song was embarrassed to say it clearly, and I told him the same. In fact, it was very simple. As long as Chen Daxia gave up the position of head of Hengshan, our goal would be achieved." Peng Ge and others looked ashamed and lowered their heads together.

Although his voice was soft, it was like a bolt from the blue in the ears of Chen Tianlei and others. Liu Tianyue even accidentally knocked over the tea bowl. The Hengshan Sect looked at each other. Are these people crazy? They dared to bully the door for no reason and threaten the leader of the sect abdication!

No matter how well Chen Tianlei was in cultivation, his face turned pale at this time and he was angry: "Nonsense! This position of leader was passed to me by my master before his death. Everyone in the world knows that it has been fifteen years. Even if I die, the leader of Hengshan Sect will not fall into the hands of outsiders. The martial arts fellows, especially the Seven Sword Sect Alliance, will never admit it. Don't be foolish!"

Lu Huaixi signaled slightly, and Song Tiande raised his chest and said loudly: "Junior Brother Chen, don't forget that my master Zhou Zi was just the orthodox descendant of the Hengshan Sect! If my master hadn't gone down the mountain to join the rebel army and gave the position of the head to Uncle Qu, where would it be your turn to sit today? What's more, my master had agreed with Uncle Qu that as long as he returned to Hengshan, Uncle Qu would have to return the head to him. Although my master died in the battlefield and Uncle Qu was no longer alive, but you and I are younger disciples, shouldn't we fulfill the unfulfilled wishes of our elders and fulfill the promises of our past?"

Chen Tianlei sneered: "Yes, Master Zhou had such an agreement with my master, but my master only agreed to return the position of the leader to him, not including you! If Master Zhou made a request today, I would immediately give up the position of the leader without saying a word. Unfortunately, he has been awakened. As for Senior Brother Song, you have been away from Hengshan Sect for thirty years. How much effort have you put into this sect during this period? What qualifications do you have to make? You did not shed a drop of blood for Hengshan Sect and tried to become the leader, but you were delusional. Wouldn't you be shameless and foolish?" His words were sharp and merciless.

Hu Qingpeng heard it happily and almost applauded regardless of the occasion.

Song Tiande's face turned slightly red, and he slapped the coffee table with a angrily saying, "What is your attitude? Don't forget that I am still your senior brother! No matter whether it is age or entry-level, I am the leader of the seven generations of Hengshan disciples! If I am not qualified to be the head, are you qualified?" He was so harsh and his confidence was a bit lacking.

Yin Tianyun became more and more angry as he heard it, and he stood up: "Song Tiande, how can you talk so much nonsense? You can be the leader, please let me weigh your weight! If you can't even defeat me, don't expect to challenge my senior brother!"

Song Tiande sneered, "Junior Brother Yin has a good plan! If I compete with you first and consume more than half of my internal energy, how can I be the opponent of Junior Brother Chen who is waiting for his work? Haha, do you think I am a fool?"

Yin Tianyun said: "You dare not fight with me, and you don't have convincing evidence. Why should you fight to be the head of the sect? You rely on your seniority, so we won't take your own tricks!"

Feng Zuhui suddenly flashed out and said to Song Tiande: "Master, please let the disciples go to fight! Even if the head is cut off, you must never let others look down on us!"

Song Tiande nodded, Feng Zuhui stepped back and turned around. With a dragon roar, he saw a dazzling green light and a sword slid out of the scabbard. A faint blue light reflected on the sword body. When it waved, the coldness scattered, extremely sharp, and the hair was broken. Most of them were masters using swords. Seeing this, they couldn't help but exclaim: "Good sword!"

Feng Zuhui said with a gloomy face: "I am not talented, please give me some advice."

Yin Tianyun laughed and said, "Do you think a guy who doesn't know how to be so powerful that he can sweep the world with a sharp sword in his hand? I don't want to insult my identity and win without force. Hu Qingpeng, you will teach him a lesson on my behalf, and I will support everything!"

Hu Qingpeng said, "Yes!" He jumped into the middle of the hall, and the sword light flashed and pointed the sword at Feng Zuhui. He used an ordinary long steel sword, and there was a gap in the blade, which was much worse than the opponent. But he was not afraid and had a high fighting spirit. His wrist holding the sword was like cast iron, and the tip of the sword did not shake at all. The sword energy rolled forward and immediately wrapped the opponent.

Song Tiande, Lu Huaixi and others couldn't help but exclaimed. Unexpectedly, he had such attainment at such a young age, his aura was so consolidated, his sword style was so strict, and his body movements were so fast that many famous masters. It seemed that the hidden dragon and crunching tiger in Hengshan Sect were the strongest swordsmanship among the disciples. In fact, Gao Qingcheng was the best in swordsmanship, and Hu Qingpeng could only rank second, but outsiders didn't know.

Feng Zuhui felt the sharp sword energy coming to his face, like the thundering north wind, and was shocked and met in awe. Seeing Hu Qingpeng's body movements when he jumped out and the speed of drawing the sword, he knew that his opponent was like a wind and as quick as a cat. If he had the first move to the attack, he might have fallen into a passive situation of hard defense. He didn't say hello at the moment, the sword light shone, and suddenly he fitted and rushed straight to Hu Qingpeng's chest.

Gao Qingcheng and other senior brothers shared the same hatred for the enemy and scolded each other for not following the martial arts rules.

Feng Zuhui was a person who used all means to achieve his goal. He treated the other party's scolding as wind in his ears, and there was no shame on his face. The long sword stabbed away quickly and violently, and in a flash, he had already attacked three feet in front of his opponent.

If Gao Qingcheng or Zhao Qinghe came on the field, he would be disrupted by this sudden sword. But Hu Qingpeng felt extraordinary and had amazing eyesight. When his opponent's body was about to move, he was already alert. From the subtle changes in his opponent's body, hands, eyes, steps, and sword, it was speculated that Feng Zuhui was about to use the sword move, and he would have been confident. At this time, he was calm and took a step forward. It happened that the opponent's move was too old and could not change the move accordingly. The sword was like lightning, and it was tingling on the enemy's sword spine.

The two swords were about to break up, and Feng Zuhui took advantage of the opportunity to step forward, and the sharp sword swept around and took the enemy's middle plate. Because he was worried about the sharpness of the enemy's sword, Hu Qingpeng did not dare to block it. The long sword faded and pulled it back and jumped behind. Feng Zuhui laughed proudly, and his momentum pulled the sword and chased him away. The sword light surged and he bit Hu Qingpeng's figure tightly.

Hu Qingpeng seemed extremely thrilling in his flashback, and could not be exposed in life and death, but his body, footwork, and sword skills were still calm and free, without any sign of panic. Although Feng Zuhui's attack was fierce and fierce, there were still many flaws in his sword skills, which could not escape his eyes. He made full use of the opponent's loopholes, wandered around and stinged with the flying sword, and tried not to fight against his opponent.

The two of them fought each other with each other and jumped around and fought fiercely. They each showed their complacent skills, and no one was willing to give in easily. In a blink of an eye, they fought for thirty or forty moves, and except for the initial two-sword fight, they did not hear any sound of gold and iron clashing.

Everyone watched the battle with their breath and nodded and praised their swordsmanship. Yin Tianyun shouted: "Hu Qingpeng, you can get rid of him within ten moves, and I will lose all my face!" He was obviously dissatisfied with his apprentice's performance.

Hu Qingpeng had actually basically understood the opponent's sword skills, but was just looking for a good opportunity to counterattack. When he heard this, his heart tightened, and the long sword suddenly accelerated. Dingding Ding and three consecutive swords stabbed the enemy's sword, and the internal force penetrated through the sword, which made Feng Zuhui's five fingers numb. The fourth sword turned into a sharpening, and drew an arc and cut to the opponent's neck.

Feng Zuhui did not expect that his opponent would suddenly launch a counterattack, caught him off guard and forcefully lifted his true energy, swung his sword to slash the sword, trying to force Hu Qingpeng to change his moves so as to win time to breathe.

Hu Qingpeng's wrists shook slightly, and his sword body sank slightly, just facing Feng Zuhui's sword. With a light crack, the long sword in his hand had been cut off by a three-inch long section. Hu Qingpeng stepped forward without hesitation, and the sword flew over and suppressed the enemy's sword, his left fist was like a meteor rushing to the moon, and hit the opponent's face. Feng Zuhui hurriedly hid his head and neck, retreated, but saw the sword light flashing, and the neck became cold, and Hu Qingpeng's long sword was firmly on his shoulder. The winner was decided as the rabbit rose and falcon fell, Gao Qingcheng and others took advantage of the momentum to applaud, while Song Tiande's side was full of frustration.

Feng Zuhui's face was pale, he didn't dare to move, and his eyes were filled with humiliation and anger.

Hu Qingpeng returned to his sword and retreated, ignoring the defeated opponent, saluted Yin Tianyun and said, "Master, I'm lucky that I'll never be humiliated!"

Yin Tianyun laughed: "Good one, I only used six moves! I am worthy of being my apprentice."
Chapter completed!