Tangmen is the first major faction in Sichuan.

Several eminent monks did not dare to slack off, and after calling Du Yun and Pang Yu, they also used flying swords to pass the book to seek the support of the disciples of the Emei faction.

A group of eight people rushed to Tangjiabao first.

There were four disciples lying in the doorway, as if they were asleep.

Du Yun immediately led the team to rush into the Tang Family Fort, but saw that everything was as usual in the front yard, there was no trace of a fight, and the Tang disciples were practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and Tang Yixiao was guiding beside him.

"Brother Du, are you back......" Tang Yi walked over, and then looked stunned: "These are the Emei sect monks?"

Several people were worried about the safety of the head of the sect, and they didn't talk nonsense with Tang Yi at all, and the senior monk who stepped into the Holy Spirit asked coldly, "Quickly hand over the head of my sect?"

"You mean Master Tongyong?"

"Nonsense! I still have a few leaders of the Emei faction. ”

Tang Yixiao's face was full of doubts: "Why is Master Tongyong here with me? I heard that he couldn't come out of retreat many years ago, shouldn't you go back to the Emei faction to find him?"

"Hmph! I sent the head of the sect out of the customs not long ago, and came to Tangjiabao, you don't pretend to be confused here, if you don't hand over the head of the house, the poor monk will not be polite. ”

In the face of the major event of the rise and fall of the sect, my Buddha's compassion must be put aside first.

Tang Yixiao's face turned cold, and he said angrily: "A few Buddha masters, our Tangjiabao has always been hospitable and likes to make friends all over the world, but if you are unreasonable, don't blame Tangjiabao for being polite." ”

Seeing that the battle between the two sides was about to break out, Pang Yu stood up and said, "Don't worry, maybe there is a misunderstanding...... I don't think so, can the Lord of Tangbao let a few Buddha Masters go around and watch?"

Tang Yixiao saw Pang Yu at this time, and his heart moved.

Of course he knew Pang Yu's identity, and Pang Yu greeted him before Du Yun came. Now that the General Bureau of Spiritual Powers has sent two Longmen bosses at once, it can be seen that they are really eyeing Tangmen.

I have to say that this time Tang Yixiao thought too much.

Du Yun's arrival was completely Tang Wen's ghost, and Pang Yu's arrival was to investigate the Golden Buddha incident.

"Okay! I'm not afraid of the shadows, you can search, but I said ugly things in front, if I can't find your head, my Tang Sect will not give up on this matter. ”

Several eminent monks have already split up to look for it.

Half an hour later, the six people returned to the front yard, and the huge Tangjiabao was almost searched, but they did not find the whereabouts of the master.

The six of them looked cold, holding their breath in their hearts but had nowhere to vent.

Tang smiled and said lightly, "Did you find it?"

The six were silent.

Pang Yu smiled: "Hehe! It seems that it was a misunderstanding, then don't disturb the Tang Fort Lord, let's go." ”

"Slow!" Tang Yixiao's expression turned cold: "Brother Fang and Brother Du can go, but the six of them have to stay." ”

The momentum of the high monk in the Holy Spirit realm soared, and he said in a deep voice: "The poor monk can come if he wants to, and he can leave if he wants, I want to see if you have the strength to keep the poor monk." ”

Tang Yixiao's face changed, and then he sneered: "I said that where did the Buddha master get the confidence, it turned out to be a saint king, but the number of saint kings who died in the hands of my Tang Sect is not countable, and there are not many more than you." ”

As he spoke, Tang Yixiao put his hands behind his back and took out the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle that instantly killed the True Spirit Peak Elder in the door.

The disciples who practiced in the courtyard gathered one after another, and several people were surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and the aura on the high monk's body became more and more ferocious, and he had already put on a move to attack at any time.

"Everyone is a Taoist friend of the Heavenly Alliance, don't hurt your anger because of this little thing, so let's do it, I'll give Tangmen a sword, and the Lord of Tangbao will sell me face, and this matter will be over." ”

With a wave of Du Yun's big hand, the Qilin Sword plunged into the ground under Tang Yixiao's feet.

The body of the sword is red like fire, carved with a unicorn pattern, lifelike, as if it is rushing to the sky at any time.

The crowd was amazed.

At first glance, it was a sword, I am afraid that it has reached the level of a spiritual weapon, but only Du Yun knows that the Qilin Sword is a holy relic of the demon race, and it is a real treasure.

After being silent for a few seconds, Tang Yixiao put away the rainstorm pear flower needle, but still maintained a posture of standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes deliberately did not look at the Qilin Sword on the ground, and said calmly: "Since Brother Du has made peace like this, then I don't care about this matter." ”

"Thank you, Lord Tangburg! we have other important things to do, so get ahead of them. ”

Du Yun left with a few people.

As soon as he came down the mountain, Pang Yu said: "Didn't you see it, you guys who are so slamming the door actually sent out a spirit weapon sword?"

In this regard, the six eminent monks of the Emei faction felt guilty.

The old man of the Holy Spirit Realm said, "Thank you, Lord Du, when you find the head of the family, the Emei Sect will definitely return the favor!"

Du Yun didn't speak, but he urged his mind.

"Pretending to go down the mountain, and then attacking Tangjiabao. ”

With the strength of Du Yun's thoughts, it is comparable to the divine consciousness of the Holy Spirit Monk, so when he deliberately controls the intensity of his thoughts to transmit the sound, only the Holy Spirit Monk can hear it.

Pang Yu and the Holy Spirit Monk's expressions changed, and the other five monks didn't know about it.

Pang Yu urged his divine sense and said, "Why?"

"Don't say more, there must be a Holy Spirit master in Tangjiabao, and it is very likely that he will overhear our conversation. ”

As Du Yun's words fell, Pang Yu and the Holy Spirit Monk tacitly understood and began to be silent, as if nothing had happened.

The group descended to the foot of the mountain in despair.

Du Yun suddenly flashed and rushed to the back of the mountain.

At this time, Tang Yixiao was holding the Qilin Sword and was carefully observing.

"It's really a rare sword, not to mention the grade of a spiritual weapon, it may have reached the quality of a real weapon. ”

"The sword body actually has demonic energy, this is a magic sword?"

"Huh, what about the sword light, why is this sword suddenly dim?"

As I was looking at it, the light on the Qilin Sword was dim, and the red sword body seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, looking like scrap copper and rotten iron.

In a hurry, Tang Yixiao took a mouth of spiritual power and passed it into the sword, and in an instant, a demonic qi rushed into his body.

That demonic qi was like fire, rampage, like a flood beast, about to break Tang Yixiao's body.

"Ahh

All the disciples immediately gathered around.

"Castle Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh no! This sword must be a bad thing, those people are not a good thing. ”

"It has always been someone else who is Yin in the Tang Gate, but someone dares to Yin on the head of the Tang Gate, if he dares to come to the door again, I will be the first to destroy him!"

As soon as the disciple finished speaking, the Qilin Sword on the ground suddenly shone brightly, and it automatically flew into the sky.

Du Yun stepped on the sword, as if the gods had descended from the earth, his eyes fell on the disciple, and he said lightly: "Are you going to kill me?" ”

The disciple was stunned on the spot.

Being able to fly with a sword is obviously stepping into the realm of the Holy Spirit, because only a Holy Spirit monk can condense his divine sense and urge the sword to fly.

"Brother Du, you came just in time, there is something wrong with your sword, I seem to be poisoned, help me detoxify." Tang smiled as if he saw a savior.

Du Yun sneered: "Hehe! Tang Sect is the number one drug user in China, and he will even beg others to help detoxify? If this spreads, won't it be laughed at." ”

Tang Yixiao endured patience and said, "As long as Brother Du doesn't say anything about this, who will know." ”

"Amitabha! The poor monk was also present, and the poor monk never lies, if someone asks about it, he will answer truthfully. The Holy Spirit came in through the main entrance.

Subsequently.

Pang Yu and the five eminent monks of the Emei faction entered one after another, some descended from the sky, and some flew from the back mountain.

Tang Yi smiled and said angrily: "What do you mean by this? I, the Tang Sect, are broad-minded, let you go, and you dare to come back?"

"Amitabha, you don't have to pretend, the Golden Buddha is the joint work of your Tang Sect and the Gu Witch lineage, before we pretended to go down the mountain, but in fact we sneaked into the backyard and caught the Qiao ghost, the Qiao ghost has confessed everything, and was killed by Du Shi. "The Holy Spirit monk gave a Buddha name.

Tang Yixiao's expression changed greatly, his eyes were full of murder, and he suddenly jumped onto a roof, pulled out the rainstorm pear flower needle behind him and shot it towards the Holy Spirit monk.

Cracking sound!

There were a thousand and one needles hidden in the secret weapon, and each needle was smeared with the secret poison of the Tang Sect, and once one needle was hit, it would definitely die of poison.

The silver needles are like rain, shining in the sun, and the speed is as fast as lightning, as if they have just been launched in front of the monks. The Holy Spirit Monk was defenseless, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, sensing that death was infinitely imminent.

At this moment, a long rainbow swept in front of him.

The demonic energy on the Qilin Sword was vigorous, like a storm blowing, instantly changing the direction of the poisonous needles, all of them pierced into the wall next to them, and the entire wall collapsed with a bang.

Everyone was stunned, shocked by the power of the rainstorm pear flower needle.

Du Yun didn't care about it, and in a flash, the flying sword flew straight into the sky, cutting off Tang Yixiao's right arm.

Oh!

Pig-killing screams rang out in the front yard.

Tang Yi covered his broken arm with a smile, and immediately swallowed a few pills, his eyes were full of coldness, and he stared at Du Yun deadly.

"Lord Tangburg, what's going on outside?" a dark shadow ran over.

Tang Yixiao saw that the expression of the person who came changed greatly: "Ghost Qiao, aren't you dead? The person surnamed Du didn't even kill your spirit body?"

Qiao Ghost looked dazed: "I'm dead, I'm not dead! I'm alive and well." ”

Tang Yixiao's face suddenly turned cold and was about to drip water, he knew that he had been deceived by Du Yun and the others.

"The surname is Du! You killed my Gu witch lineage, and you even dared to come to the door to die, if you don't kill you today, my Qiao ghost is your grandson. ”

With the lord of Tangbao in charge, Qiao Ghost is full of confidence.

It's just that as soon as the cruel words were finished, he finally discovered the abnormality on Tang Yixiao's body, and shouted in a lost voice: "Tang Fort Lord, you, why is your right arm gone?"

"Fuck you, uncle!" Tang Yixiao couldn't help but scold.

"Lord Tangbao, why are you scolding me?" Ghost Qiao looked puzzled.

Tang Yixiao was furious, took out a handful of Bodhi blood in his left hand, and threw it directly towards Qiao Ghost.

The Bodhi blood was only the size of a glass bead, but after Tang Yixiao urged the spiritual power to throw it out, it instantly turned into a pot lid. A sharp scimitar was set on the edge of each Bodhi blood, and the scimitar was smeared with poison, and when more than a dozen Bodhi blood flew away, like a killing wall, Qiao Ghost had no way to retreat at all, and was torn apart on the spot.

"Something like a pig, you are also worthy of cooperating with the Tang Sect?" killed someone, Tang Yixiao also spat on the ground, scolding.