I, Qiao Feng, start by killing all the Beggars' Sect

Chapter 194: The Master of Kunlun Mountain, the Legacy of Dugu Qiubai

When others heard Chen Yuan's words, they just felt that the martial arts forces in this world were so powerful that they could actually fight against an imperial dynasty.

The first thing they thought of was the Qin Dynasty, which collapsed in just a few days and plunged the world into chaos.

By now it was obvious that the top leaders of the Qin Dynasty might have collectively entered this world.

Only Qiao Feng understood clearly that given the enormous strength of forces like the Tiandihui, it was indeed possible for them to compete with the dynasty for hegemony.

Although the major forces do not have as many soldiers as the imperial dynasty, they have too many masters. Which emperor would not be afraid of a decapitation operation by the other side?

But the Great Zhou here was an unexpected existence for Qiao Feng.

"The Holy Sect, is it the one that is made up of two sects and six paths?"

Qiao Feng asked.

Yan Nantian and the other two also pricked up their ears.

The Holy Gate is what the Demonic Gate calls itself. It is composed of two sects and six paths, and its inheritance all comes from the Heavenly Demon Strategy.

Chen Yuan replied, "That's right, but the only two holy sects left here are Bu Tian Pavilion and Sheng Ji Sect."

Qiao Feng raised his eyebrows: "May I ask who is the leader of the Bu Tian Pavilion and the Sheng Ji Sect?"

Chen Yuan shook his head: "I don't know about this. I guess if you want to know such secrets, you still have to go to the mountain masters and elders. We are not qualified to know so much."

Ye Gucheng looked calm and suddenly asked, "Are you native to the Holy Land?"

Chen Yuan nodded, then shook his head.

"I am an orphan, and was adopted by the elders and brought to Kunlun Mountain. However, some of the disciples are descendants of masters from the Kunlun world."

"That's it, thank you for letting me know."

Ye Gucheng fell silent again.

Led by Chen Yuan and others, several people walked down the mountain.

When you reach the mountainside, you will see buildings of various styles.

This place looks like a large sect, even more prosperous than the Mingjiao's Guangmingding.

"This is the location of our Kunlun Mountain Gate. Please come in, heroes."

Chen Yuan simply scanned his face, and the disciples guarding the gate let everyone pass.

However, when those disciples looked at Qiao Feng and the other three, they could not hide the curiosity in their eyes.

"Master Qiao, this way please."

Chen Yuan led a few people and turned several corners before they suddenly saw the light and arrived at an open place.

This should be a place like a small square.

Qiao Feng turned around and looked back.

Behind them, they had a clear view of the plain in front of them and the bright river in it.

Turning around, they saw three palaces in a row.

The two halls at the back are smaller and hidden in the mountains. The hall in the front is the most magnificent and can be seen from afar.

This was a typical north-facing and south-facing building. At this moment, the few of them were facing the morning light, and the eaves of the palace were stained with a layer of golden light.

They looked at the palace that was fifty or sixty feet high, and were filled with curiosity.

At this time, as if sensing the arrival of several people, several people walked out of the hall.

"Welcome everyone to Kunlun Mountain. I am Tie Zhongtang, the third mountain master of Kunlun Mountain and a disciple of the Iron Blood Banner Sect of Kunlun Realm. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

There were three people in total, followed by several young disciples.

"Bai Yujing, the second elder of Kunlun Mountain, was once the chief of the Azure Dragon Society."

"The fifth elder, Fang Longxiang, was once the second leader of the Azure Dragon Society."

The other two also introduced themselves.

Here, several people looked at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng bowed solemnly and said, "Qiao Feng, the leader of the Ming Cult."

Dongfang Bai remained the same as before, "Dongfang Bai, the deputy leader of the Ming Cult."

This time, she did not say that she was the leader's wife.

Yan Nantian cupped his hands and said, "Yan Nantian, Sanren, has inherited the skills of the Iron Blood Banner Sect."

Yan Shisan simply said: "Yan Shisan, disperse."

Ye Gucheng: "Ye Gucheng, Sanren."

Bai Yujing looked towards Qiao Feng, and his gaze lingered for a long time.

Qiao Feng looked back calmly, without any fear at all.

Tie Zhongtang said, "Everyone, I'm sure Xiao Liuzi has already told you the general situation on the way. Please follow me to Kunlun Palace, and we will tell you your doubts and the reasons for all this."

He held out his hand as if inviting someone.

Qiao Feng and the others looked at each other and stepped forward together.

There were ninety-nine steps in total. Qiao Feng and his companions stepped onto the steps without any hesitation and followed Tie Zhongtang and the other two into the hall.

On the top of Mount Kunlun, Patriarch Sunflower was resting with his eyes closed, but suddenly he opened his eyes. The air around him became stagnant and deathly silent.

"Since you are here, why not show yourself?"

boom……

The old man of Kuihua's eyes fixed, but he sat upright on the ground without moving, allowing a black iron sword to be inserted ten feet in front of him.

The ground cracked and sword energy filled the air.

The eyes of the Sunflower Patriarch moved slightly, he raised his hand and pressed towards the ground, and instantly, the sword light disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

He stood up and looked to his left.

A black figure floated over, landed on the hilt, and stood on one foot.

"Dugu Qiubai?"

The Sunflower Patriarch frowned and looked at the other party, thinking that there was trouble.

"Sunflower, your skills have improved again. It seems that your stay in Kunlun Mountain is not useless."

Dugu Qiubai was dressed in coarse black clothes, looking very unruly, with disheveled hair and a wine gourd hanging around his waist, looking like a sloppy middle-aged man.

"Why are you here?"

Patriarch Kuihua asked, and from the tone of his voice, it was clear that the two of them did not like each other very much.

"Now that the channel has stabilized, I am somewhat interested, but I also regret it."

"What do you regret?" asked the Sunflower Patriarch subconsciously.

"I regret not leaving more of my legacy behind. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so few sword masters among the masters coming from Kunlun Realm over the years. It's really boring."

Sunflower Patriarch frowned, "Are you so kind?"

"After all, I am from Kunlun Realm. If the Holy Land is in trouble, how can Kunlun Realm escape?"

"What do you want to do? You don't want to go back?"

There was a hint of sarcasm on the face of Sunflower Patriarch.

They really don't want to go back.

But not only can this passage not bear the weight, it may also backfire.

They could only rely on the magic of Kunlun Mountain to keep this power open, but they had no way of controlling it. In fact, each time they opened it, it only lasted for ten breaths.

Either intimidate or kill the opponent from a distance using special methods.

After all, there were many people who ignored warnings and forcibly broke through the holy realm.

But he couldn't do this yet. Only the three mountain masters, the great elder and Li Xunhuan could do it.

"Go back? I'm not that stupid to seek death on purpose. I'll just send you a sword. I'll bear the backlash myself."

"What are you going to do?" Patriarch Kuihua became alert upon hearing this.

"The sword carries my inheritance, leading directly to the holy realm. Do you want to stop me?"

"Really?" The eyes of the Sunflower Patriarch flashed with brilliance.

"Although I don't want to huddle together with you, I have never lied to you."

"it is good."

Patriarch Kuihua made way and let Dugu Qiubai face the passage.

The mountain master and the great elder must have known of his arrival. Since they didn't step forward to stop him, it had nothing to do with him.

The Sunflower Patriarch looked at Dugu Qiubai.

"Thank you."

Dugu Qiubai said, and then grabbed the iron sword in his hand out of thin air.

Sword energy was crisscrossing all around, and an unparalleled sword intent rose up and condensed on the sword in his hand.

"go."

With a cold shout, Dugu Qiubai sent the iron sword into the passage.

Boom...

A terrifying force swept in from the passage.

Dugu Qiubai's expression changed slightly, his hands formed into sword fingers, and a magnificent sword light suddenly appeared.

At this moment, a strong palm force attacked from behind.

Dugu Qiubai's heart tightened and he almost cursed, but he found that this palm power was not directed at him, but combined with the sword light to resist the backlash force sweeping in from the passage.

"you……"

"You are so generous that you can leave a legacy in Kunlun Realm. What if I help you once, ancestor?"

At the same time, in Kunlun Realm.

At the top of Kunlun Peak, the passage suddenly shook.

Countless people from the martial arts world who had just watched Qiao Feng and his companions leave fled in panic.

A dark sword light shot out from the passage and rushed into the distance.

Everyone looked on in horror; this power was too terrifying.

The black iron sword cut through the sky, and when it reached the sky above Mount Hua, it suddenly expanded to a height of more than ten feet and pierced into the top of Mount Hua.

"I am Dugu Qiubai. Today I am passing down the sword art. Anyone who is predestined can gain the sword art inheritance by meditating within a hundred feet of the iron sword."

Dugu Qiubai's voice was heard through the iron sword, rumbling from the top of Mount Huashan, and slowly weakened after spreading over a hundred miles.