Facing the countless gathered eyes, the elm monk turned to look at the many spirit king masters of the Qingzhu Temple who accompanied him with a gloomy face, and said, "Uncles and uncles, can you solve the confusion of elm?"

An old monk hid at the back of all the monks, and shouted at Li Xiu at this moment: "Donor, you can't talk nonsense, the hoe mark on Yumu's forehead that has not completely faded so far is not smashed by the ordinary monk using the hoe at home, what do you want to frame the poor monk like this?"

As soon as the old monk spoke, the audience was silent, and Li Xiu didn't even have to defend himself.

However, this old monk did not have the slightest consciousness of betraying himself, but looked directly at Li Xiu above the clouds with righteousness and awe, as if he was very jealous and hateful.

The other monks tugged at the old monk's robe, but the old monk felt that he had to be very proud to prove his innocence, so he was not moved at all.

Not only that, but he even took the initiative to avoid suspicion for his friend: "The old man can testify that the shoe prints on Yumu's face are not left by Senior Brother Chengxin's treasure shoes, but also from Yumu's back."

The old monk wanted to continue, but he had no chance, a group of monks behind him had already swarmed up, at this moment, where do you care if you are a senior brother or an uncle, first knock out and seal your mouth.

The elm monk stood in the wind, the corners of his eyes were moist, he felt the greatest injury in the world, and finally despaired, folded his hands and said to himself: "It turns out that the uncles and uncles hate elm so much, even so, elm will be an ascetic in the future and walk the world." ”

"Bang bang!" Li Xiu applauded, which pot was not opened, and said: "I forgot to tell you, Dugu Yu already knows about the villain of Dugu Yu, I don't know if he has looked for you?"

There was a cold sweat on the forehead of the elm monk, and his hands were folded again and said solemnly: "The temple has raised elm since childhood, no matter how the uncles and uncles dislike it, elm is always a monk of the temple, and it will not change in this life, and the ascetic thing will not be done until countless years later, after all the uncles and uncles have passed away." Amimy Buddha. ”

Li Xiu suddenly laughed, laughing so much that his stomach hurt, but at the same time, he was more sure of his conjecture, Qingzhu Temple is not simple, otherwise Dugu Yu would have gone to the door to settle accounts with Monk Yumu.

"Li Xiu, I am a bronze spear under the Overlord Army, you and other juniors dare to come down and fight. ”

Just when the whole rhythm was taken crooked by Li Xiu and Monk Yumu, a roar came from afar, as fast as thunder, and as turbulent as the tide of a surging river.

The reserve of the Overlord Army of the Overlord Hall is here.

Two teams of reserves, a total of 50 people, each team of 25 people, wearing overlord armor, one team to carry the overlord sword, the other team to carry the overlord gun, the momentum is like a black rainbow, domineering coming.

The leader of the team that spoke was the leader of the team with the overlord gun, a peak king about thirty years old, with a breath condensed like a thousand hammers and forged Xingchen Steel, which was the number one king on the list of kings in Qingzhou.

The entire vicinity of the ruins was silent at this moment, is the Overlord Hall going to clash with the demons?

"I have heard that the overlord army of the Overlord Hall has a strict grade, among which the overlord sword and the overlord sword have appeared leaders, both of whom are masters at the level of the spirit monarch, and the two teams of the overlord gun and the overlord bow have not yet appeared to be able to make Dugu Yu look at the figures, so the position of the leader has been vacant. ”

"The overlord gun is divided into four levels: overlord iron gun, overlord bronze gun, overlord silver gun, and overlord golden gun, which can become an overlord bronze gun.

Behind Li Xiu, as the great protector of Lingxiao Palace, Wang Suifeng, who was once the elder brother of the inner gate, walked out with a chuckle, also carrying a spear in his hand, and the breath on his body was only in the middle of the king's life, but it was not much better than this spear king named Ersil.

As the first king, the second fool hates this nickname the most, and when he heard Wang Suifeng's words at this moment, his eyes were suddenly wide with anger, and the amazing murderous aura roared up, forming a storm, almost tearing the clouds above his head into pieces.

"Who's the rat?" asked the Gun King angrily.

"Lingxiao Palace, the eighth of the ten masters of Lingxiao, Wang Suifeng leads the demeanor of the king of guns. ”

Wang followed the wind and fell, his toes lightly touched the back of the cockroach, and then the whole person fell rapidly like a meteor falling from the sky, and the singer in his hand emitted a crimson light, and the sound of the sonic boom behind him was more terrifying than thunder.

Rumble!!!

The two fought, the two guns collided, and the gun king did not move, and his body only shook slightly twice before standing firmly.

Wang Suifeng's body flew backwards under the force of the strong rebound of the collision, plowed the ground with both feet, and flew upside down for more than ten meters before stopping.

"Lingxiao Palace's minions only have this ability? Lingxiao Sect was destroyed by someone, and the pillar of luck was renamed Lingxiao Palace? Sure enough, it is a shameless and shameless goods. The gun king twisted his neck and looked at Wang Suifeng with disdain.

The crowd around them was already stunned.

The first king made a move, which many people didn't have a chance to see, but today, it happened in front of their eyes.

Wang Suifeng's first blow obviously fell to the downside, but people did not feel ashamed, because the opponent was the first king of Qingzhou.

Again, the breath on Wang Suifeng's body is the middle stage of the king, and the breath of the gun king is the pinnacle of the king, almost comparable to the half-step spirit emperor, under such a realm gap, Wang Suifeng's first blow without injury is already a very good performance.

"My mouth stinks, I just hope your marksmanship doesn't stink as much as your mouth. ”

Wang Suifeng smiled lightly, and didn't care what the Gun King said about Ling Xiao Palace, anyway, it was useless to stare at Ling Xiao Zong's hat and say anything, time will tell.

Kill!

Kill!

When the words fell, the two barely discussed, like two cheetahs meeting in a narrow way, and quickly hedged away.

The king of guns is domineering, every move and every style has the style of a king, and the king has a free and easy personality, and the marksmanship is also free and easy, and he is not hard to resist, always walking on the side of the king of guns, and the spear seems to be missing in their hands The disadvantages of not being flexible enough with guns have always been thought to be, but the body is good, and the moves are exquisite.

The more the two fought, the more courageous they became, and their might became more and more terrifying, and their skills were shocking.

The king was like a floating willow in the wind, and he had been fluctuating, but at this moment, he suddenly appeared on the side of the spear king, and the spear was whipped out like a whip.

A pale vacuum appeared, accompanied by a huge roar, a boulder of thousands of catties was smashed into powder, the king of guns flew upside down, and his hands began to tremble and spasm, obviously this time the strength was extraordinary.

"Eat me a shot. ”

A moment later, the gun king was obviously already collecting the gun and turning around when he was out of the gun, but suddenly there was a horse pistol.

The spear in his hand stabbed straight out, bursting out with terrifying power, and the king dodged in time with the wind, still wounded in the arm, but a small hill a little farther broke out with a roar, completely shattering and exploding.