Chapter 618 Extra Chapter 38
Time: Two days later.
Location: Three hundred miles east of "Tian Dou City", in an unknown village.
It was noon, smoke was rising from all over the village, and the faint aroma of food filled the air. At the entrance of the village, several urchins were playing. In the field next to them, a dozen strong laborers packed up their farm tools and quickly walked up the field ridge towards the village.
In such a peaceful atmosphere, more than ten uninvited guests with different appearances but very good temperaments quietly appeared at the entrance of the mountain village.
Looking at this ordinary village located under the mountains, among the visitors, a woman with peerless appearance and cold temperament frowned slightly and said in disbelief: "[Haotian Sect] was once the number one in the world. The sect is actually reduced to hiding in such a small mountain village?"
"No~"
Besides, a tall man with a resolute face shook his head and said: "This is just a place. A hidden outpost, the real [Haotian Sect] is in the mountains behind this mountain village."
"That's it~" The woman nodded, a look of surprise appearing in her eyes.
While the two were talking, their visit had already attracted the attention of the villagers in the village. Several villagers who had just returned from the fields came to the entrance of the village. A sturdy middle-aged man stepped forward and looked at With vigilance in his heart, he scanned the group of uninvited guests, and finally said to the white-haired middle-aged man who came up to him in a deep voice: "Please leave here, we do not welcome outsiders here."
As the middle-aged man spoke, the expressions of the other villagers who gathered behind him became obviously nervous, and they subconsciously clenched the hoes, shovels and other farm tools in their hands.
Behind the white-haired middle-aged man, located at the back of the group, the woman who spoke earlier whispered to the man next to her: "Brother~"
"Don't worry~" Brother In the same low voice, he said comfortingly: "Senior Qisha knows this well."
...
A quarter of an hour later, a group of more than ten people appeared in the mountains behind the small mountain village. On top of a mountain peak more than 2,000 meters high.
On the edge of the cliff, a white-haired middle-aged man stepped forward with his hands behind his back, firmly stepping on an iron rope as thick as his arm. After the former took a few steps, everyone behind them ignored the bottomless abyss below and stepped onto the iron rope.
The iron rope is hidden in the cold and wet clouds high in the sky. People walk on it, and the cold wind blows, and they really walk in the cloud sky.
The iron rope, which was no more than a thousand meters long, was quickly completed at the feet of the group, and they also arrived at another mountain peak.
After setting foot on the ground, a castle-like building came into view. The building was completely gray and looked like a part of the mountain, occupying almost the entire top of the mountain.
The huge stone building is like a fortress, giving people an indestructible sense of solidity. Above the five-meter-high main entrance, three powerful stone-carved characters overlook visitors, confronting the surrounding mountains. The majestic and awe-inspiring aura pressed towards everyone.
【Haotian Sect】——! ! !
“Who——!”*2
A sharp shout rang out in unison, and two young men in gray clothes stepped forward three feet away in front of the crowd, their black soul power shining. Suddenly, two dark iron hammers appeared in the hands of two gray-clothed young men respectively, pointing at the white-haired middle-aged and others from a distance.
"Dang! Dang! Dang——!!!"
Almost at the same time, bursts of rapid bells rang through the entire hilltop fortress.
The next second, a series of long roars sounded from everywhere in the fortress, and quickly approached the mountain gate. In just seven or eight breaths, at least a hundred figures appeared under the huge mountain gate. Behind these figures, there were still figures rushing out from the inside of the fortress and joining the team.
In front of the crowd, six figures stood, one in the middle was two meters tall, with a strong back and a strong waist, a face like a knife and an axe, and short gray hair. Although he was only dressed in simple gray clothes, he was just standing there, and he was the core of everyone behind him, and even the entire fortress.
[Haotian Sect] Sect Leader, ‘Howling Sky Douluo’ Tang Xiao!
Beside Tang Xiao, there were five white-haired old men. They all looked to be at least eighty years old, but they were energetic and glowing. At this time, they were either holding their hands behind their backs or standing with their chests crossed. , all looked at the dozen or so uninvited guests coldly.
Without waiting for everyone behind him to arrive, Tang Xiao whispered to the second elder beside him and said "play it by ear" before striding forward. As he walked, he waved his hands to the two young men who were guarding the door, signaling them to retreat.
A few feet away from the white-haired middle-aged man, Tang Xiao stood still. A pair of piercing tiger eyes looked at the sharp eyes of the white-haired middle-aged man. They were broad and broad, with an unconcealed wild aura, overwhelming the sky. Middle-aged people with white hair came rushing in.
In Tang Xiao's perception, the white-haired middle-aged man in front of him is very strong!
"Chichi——!"
As expected, the sound of sharp blades cutting sounded between the two, and an unparalleled sword intent rose into the sky, slashing the people above the nine heavens. The clouds and mist pierced through, directly splitting Tang Xiao's momentum like a majestic mountain.
"Ding——!"
A flash of light flashed in Tang Xiao's eyes, and the invisible sword intention shattered three feet in front of him, and he praised loudly: "What a sharp sword intention! It is not under the sword's heart! "
The white-haired middle-aged man: "..."
Behind the white-haired middle-aged man, everyone had incomprehensible expressions. The corners of their mouths of some of them were slightly raised, but they tried their best to suppress it, and they were vaguely exposed. He showed a strange expression that was half a smile but not a smile.
Tang Xiao did not pay attention to the changes in the expressions of these people. With a solemn look on his face, he shouted sternly: "It has been thirteen years, but you [Martial Spirit Hall] have finally found us!"
"What? Qian Daoliu didn't come?"
While asking, Tang Xiao looked around, searching for the golden figure in his memory.
Behind Tang Xiao, when the five white-haired old men heard the name 'Qiandaoliu', a hint of fear appeared in their eyes, but it was soon replaced by a desperate move.
On the other side, looking at Tang Xiao’s actions and words just now, the white-haired middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "We are not from [Martial Soul Hall]."
"Not [Martial Soul Hall]?" Tang Xiao withdrew his searching gaze and looked at the white-haired middle-aged man. Feeling the sharp sword intent on the other person, he looked at the other people around him.
To the left of the white-haired middle-aged man was an old man wearing golden armor with white beard and hair. Seeing his aura condensed, Tang Xiao's eyes suddenly shrank, and he was horrified. He was another peerless strong man!
Feeling Tang Xiao's gaze, the golden-armored old man chuckled and said: "I was originally from [Martial Soul Hall], but now I am no longer——"
Hearing Tang Xiao's face twitched at this. He didn't believe it at all and just thought it was a cover-up.
At this moment, Tang Xiao glanced at a face behind the golden-armored old man from the corner of his eye. His resolute expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed: "Yu Yuanzhen?! You ...Why are you here?”
(End of this chapter)