Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 842 The Sixth Change of Chongyang Palace

"Young master, the Ji family and the Long family have already gone up, and after that, some warriors will also go up one after another. Should we go up now?"

Yuan Tiangang lowered his head and said to Yang Cong.

"Let's go, let's go up and have a look." Yang Cong said with a smile.

Then Yang Cong walked outside.

When he came to the steps of Zhongnan Mountain, just when Yuan Tiangang thought that Yang Cong would hide his figure and go up, he saw him step forward and walk up the steps step by step.

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"Drag down."

The man in the suit looked at the muscular man lying on the ground and said to the men on the side.

"Yes!"

His subordinates lifted the muscular man who had passed out on the ground and walked down the mountain.

Everyone standing here looked at the man in the suit in shock.

A man rubbed his eyes, looked at the man in the suit in surprise, and said, "I'm not dazzled, that muscular man was knocked unconscious just like that, it's too fake."

He is not the only one who feels the same way as this man, most of the people around him also think the same way.

As soon as the man in the suit shot, he saw the muscular man flying backwards, then fell to the ground and passed out.

"This can't be the legendary warrior."

"I think it's possible, it's too powerful."

"I've decided, my idol is him from now on."

There were also quite a few young girls at the scene looking at the man in the suit with strange eyes.

At this moment, two figures walked slowly through the crowd to the front.

When he saw two more people approaching, the man in the suit frowned.

"Didn't you see the notice? Why are you still coming up?"

Yang Cong glanced at the man in the suit, an acquired martial artist.

When Yang Cong saw it, the man in the suit took a step back for some reason.

Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the man in the suit let Yang Cong go.

After Yang Cong left, the man in the suit still had lingering fears in his heart.

That look from Yang Cong just now was too scary.

It was as if he had seen through everything about him.

All he can be sure of is that that person must be a warrior, and it's not easy.

"Master, we are now..." Yuan Tiangang looked at Yang Cong, and he really did not expect that they would come up in this way.

"What's the rush? We are warriors now. Besides, if anyone knows us, just say we are members of the Wushuang Sword Sect." Yang Cong said.

"Yes, young master." Yuan Tiangang nodded in response.

"Don't call me Young Master here. In order to show that we are from the same sect, it is better for you to call me Young Master." Yang Cong said.

"Yes."

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Then walk up the steps to the top of the mountain.

Along the way, Yang Cong saw quite a few warriors.

It can be said that apart from that time, it was also the first time he saw so many warriors at once.

But in terms of strength, it's a bit miscellaneous.

There are many second-rate first-rate and acquired ones.

However, Yang Cong only saw a few of these inborn things, not too many.

And some of them, the young genius Yang Cong, could see their situation at a glance.

The body is weak, not as strong as those who have cultivated solidly to innate strength, and the internal force in the body is also very thin.

This also made Yang Cong wonder whether these people were innate through cultivation except for hormones.

But this is very possible.

"Young master, the prohibition is in the Taoist temple not far ahead." Yuan Tiangang said to Yang Cong.

"Come on, let's go in and take a look." Yang Cong put away the fan in his hand and walked towards the Taoist temple directly in front of him.

After walking for a while, Yang Cong came to the Taoist temple.

"Chongyang Palace"

The above three big characters suddenly appeared in Yang Cong's eyes.

Just as Yang Cong and Yuan Tiangang were about to enter the Chongyang Palace, a young man in Taoist robes suddenly appeared and stopped Yang Cong and them.

"Didn't you say that tourists are not allowed to come up, why did two come up." The Taoist robed man said to Yang Cong and the others.

"Brother, we are from the Wushuang Sword Sect, and we are here to attend the meeting." Yang Cong smiled and said, "Please let me pass by."

"Are you warriors? Or are you from the Wushuang Sword Sect?" The young man in Taoist robe frowned, looking at Yang Cong and the others with doubts in his eyes.

Suddenly, the young man in the robe seemed to understand something, and shouted: "Nonsense, I have never heard of the Wushuang Sword sect, you must be tourists, go away, this is not the place you should come to."

"Little brother, if you don't know, it doesn't mean you don't have it. There are so many schools in this world, are you sure that you must know all the schools?" Yang Cong said slowly, raising his head slightly.

"Look at you, you don't even have weapons, yet you still say that you belong to the Wushuang Sword Sect, that's a lie." said the young man in Taoist robes.

Hearing this, Yang Cong also paused for a moment, but it turned out that although they called themselves the Wushuang Sword School, they naturally used swords, but Yang Cong and Yuan Tiangang were dressed in modern attire, not to mention their waists. A sword or something.

"Little brother, take a good look. I'll show you my sword right now." Yang Cong said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll watch." The young man in Taoist robe nodded and stared at Yang Cong intently, as if he wanted to know where Yang Cong took out his sword.

"out!"

I saw Yang Cong's thoughts moved, and then a golden long sword appeared in Yang Cong's hands instantly.

"This..." The young man in Taoist robe was also very shocked when he saw a golden long sword suddenly appearing in Yang Cong's hand.

Because he just clearly saw that Yang Cong didn't have a sword in his hand.

"How about it, I have a sword now." Yang Cong said with a smile.

"You...are you doing magic tricks as those people outside said?" The young man in Taoist robe looked very curious.

"Conjure magic..." Yang Cong looked at the young man in the Taoist robe speechlessly, he was not doing magic.

"They say magic tricks are fun, but I haven't seen them. Can you do magic tricks?" The young man in Taoist robes looked at Yang Cong, showed a very simple and honest smile, and then asked expectantly.

"Haven't you ever gone down the mountain?" Yang Cong looked at the young man in Taoist robe with some puzzlement.

"No, the master won't let me." The young man in Taoist robe shook his head.

"It's interesting." Yang Cong was interested in the martial arts games played by young men in Taoist robes.

While the two were talking, an old man also in Taoist robes slowly walked over.

"Xiao Wu, why are you here? I have been looking for you for a long time as a teacher."

(End of this chapter)