Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 87. Chapter 87

"Qinghui, please take a nap first!"

Putting down the delicate body in his arms, Song Que got up slowly, looked at Chu Feng on the steps, the cold light in his eyes disappeared instantly, his expression became calm, and the aura around him also returned to normal, as if he was angry just now That person is not him.

At this moment, a man in gray clothes dressed as a domestic servant walked over from the crowd, picked up Fan Qinghui on his back, and stepped back quickly.

Only then did the onlookers realize that Song Que, the Heavenly Saber who hadn't made a move for many years, was about to make a move. They all shouted and backed away for a moment. There was no way, the great Master Tiandao Song Que's reputation was too famous for so many years.Under the aura of the sword, it is inevitable that people who watch the battle will be accidentally injured.

"Don't get in the way, get out of the way"

"Don't squeeze in front, you won't be able to see it if you step back."

"Go away, don't move out of the way, I will kill someone"

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Song Que, who was feared by everyone, didn't make a move immediately. He stood there, calm like water, as if he had merged with nature. He created the "Eight Knives of the Heavenly Knife", each with ten knives, and a total of eighty knives. Today, I will teach the swordsmanship of the sword master with this saber technique."

Standing on the steps, Chu Feng closed his eyes as if he didn't hear it. After a long time, he sighed quietly.

"Your heart is not calm, you will fight again in the future!"

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he turned and entered the temple, and the gate was closed.

The people who watched the battle were all dumbfounded, what do you mean, after waiting for so long, the Heavenly Sword finally came, you don't fight anymore, this is not playing with people.

"Could it be that I am afraid of the reputation of the Heavenly Sword and dare not accept the challenge?"

"It must be so. Who is Song Que from the Heavenly Sword?"

"As expected of the Heavenly Sword, it scares off Linghu Chong, the top master of the younger generation."

"This is the style of a great master, we can only look up to him."

"It seems that the only one who can fight against the Heavenly Sword is the Sword Master Ah Qing."

"Alas, if the Sword Master doesn't come out, who can compete with him!"

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Everyone was discussing, and they overwhelmingly believed that Chu Feng was afraid of fighting.

A flash of surprise flashed in Song Que's eyes as he was left there. His heart was indeed restless. When he took Fan Qinghui's pulse just now, he found that Fan Qinghui's internal organs were seriously injured. If the injury was not treated in time, there would be Worry for life.

At this time, the voice of the servant who had just left with Fan Qinghui on his back came from the crowd.

"Master, the people from Cihang Jingzhai brought the holy medicine, and Sect Master Fan's injury has stabilized."

When Song Que heard this, his rippling heart completely calmed down.Facing the closed gate of the temple, Song Que pondered for a while, mobilized his internal strength, and said loudly: "Song Que of the Heavenly Sword, please come and see the sword master Ah Qing."

With the blessing of internal strength, the sound is so loud that it can be heard clearly within several miles. Even though the people watching the battle are far away, they still cannot avoid the blood boiling.

With a creak, the heavy temple gate opened, and a grey-haired, sloppy Taoist priest came out with a broken broom.

"Noisy, let the poor road sleep"

After the sloppy Taoist scolded, he took a broom and started sweeping on the spot under the watchful eyes of thousands of people.No matter who the sloppy Taoist is, needless to say, he is still Chu Feng. In a word, it is me, or me, fireworks of different colors.

After a long time, the crowd who came back to their senses started to make a fuss.

"What are you sweeping at this time?"

"A Taoist priest lives in a temple, it's weird"

"The Five Sacred Sword Sect didn't send anyone to fight, maybe something happened."

"Hey, that sweeper, uh, no, old Taoist priest, please go inside and report that the Heavenly Sword is here"

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As if he didn't hear it, Chu Feng swept the ground on his own, from the steps all the way to Qingshi Long Street.

Song Que, who was standing in the field, didn't waste any more time and jumped directly into the air. Like a sharp arrow, with the sound of tearing the air, he rushed towards the temple.The moment he flew to the top of Chu Feng's head, his body stagnated, and then flew back. When he landed, the long knife in his hand slashed out diagonally. The unparalleled sword energy instantly lifted up a layer of land two feet behind. A yellow earth wall was formed and rolled over.

The scruffy Taoist priest Chu Feng didn't even raise his head, and lightly raised the broom in his hand, the gray Yin-Yang energy was swept away, disintegrating the violent earth wall in an instant.

The onlookers, whose nerves were repeatedly provoked, were once again in a state of shock.

"It's unbelievable that Song Que's fatal blow from the Sky Saber was actually blocked by that old Taoist who swept the floor lightly."

"Did I read it wrong, a floor sweeper is so fierce, what kind of sect is this?"

"I take back what I just said, Linghu Chong is not afraid of war"

"It was the two hall masters before, and then it was the second-generation disciple. This time it became a sweeper. Will you send a pig out next time?"

"I have seen the background of the Five Sacred Sword Sect."

"I swear, even if I lose my fortune, I will join the Five Mountains Sword Sect."

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Everyone was discussing, but Song Que in the arena felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. The sudden grayness just now gave him a creepy feeling.He has been famous for so many years, neither Bi Xuan, the military master who dominates the Western Regions, nor Ning Daoqi, the number one master in China, has never made him feel this way.

After pondering for a while, Song Que put away his sword and said, "May I ask your senior's surname? What is your relationship with Sword Master Ah Qing?"

No matter what, Song Que didn't believe that Chu Feng was just a loser.

Chu Feng raised his head, and a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze appeared on his face.

"The impoverished Zhang Sanfeng is indeed a moron."

It was another unfamiliar name, Song Que frowned, and his aura suddenly rose, like a sharp sword piercing down from the sky, majestic and majestic.

"Junior Song Que, ask senior for advice"

As soon as the words fell, Song Que set off a stormy offensive. The eight styles of heavenly knives were displayed one by one, as if thousands of knives fell from the sky. In the continuous explosion, the boundless knives were violent, and the big trees on the roadside were crushed. Pulled up, the bluestone on the ground shattered, the gate of the temple was torn into ruins by the knife energy, and the entire area became a doomsday-like scene.

The onlookers retreated far away to avoid being affected. Many people vomited blood and fled away without their lives after reacting.

On a clean bluestone slab, Chu Feng sat cross-legged with a peaceful expression, surrounded by gray and white air, as if he was independent from the world.

At this time, dark clouds gathered in the sky, covering the sky and the earth, and a loud and deafening sound came.

"Senior heavenly being, mortal swordsmanship is not enough to defeat senior. Now the eight styles are combined into one. Please appreciate it, senior."

Before the voice fell silent, a knife-shaped pillar of air that was hard to see in the world traversed straight down and hit the top of Chu Feng's head with a forceful momentum, as if it wanted to directly break the gray air.

Boom, the gray and white air that was originally quiet was rolling, black and white were distinct, and there were signs of developing towards a yin and yang fish.Chu Feng, who was sitting in it, suddenly opened his eyes, and pushed up with both hands, the unformed Yin-Yang fish propped up the knife-shaped air column, and crossed straight up, and there was an explosion that resounded through the sky.

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