Tang Kaishan knew that even if he took the "Blood Burning Pill", he would not be Wen Feipeng's opponent in his current state, but at least, he could buy time for Xuanyi to exterminate the red turban.

The red-turbaned crowd, facing the Xuanyi who was advancing in the rotation formation, exclaimed again and again for a while, and their courage weakened suddenly.

Wen Feipeng is also warm-faced, he knows that at this time, only by killing Tang Kaishan as soon as possible can he organize his subordinates to fight back. He was confident that even if this "Sword Breaking Heaven Cliff" ate some so-called Blood Burning Pill, he could kill it within five moves with all his might.

However, the question now is how many red bandanas will be killed after five moves with the killing speed of the Xuanyi formation.

Tang Kaishan stared, the mist flying all over his body, and he raised his knife and shouted: "Kill!"

The Xuanyi crowd, who was already not far behind him, also shouted in unison: "Kill!"

As soon as the word "kill" passed, Tang Kaishan raised his knife and rushed towards Wen Feipeng.

Wen Feipeng gritted his teeth and raised the sword in his hand.

"Hahahaha......"

At this moment, when the two were about to make contact again, a loud laugh rang out in the night sky.

Then, a thick brass demon pestle fell from the sky, nailed between Tang Kaishan and Wen Feipeng in a daze, splashed with snow, and nailed it right in front of the stone square on East Sanpailou Street.

Tang Kaishan and Wen Feipeng were stunned for a moment, and they all stopped, and saw a fat monk wearing a wide gray monk's robe, slowly falling from the night sky, and steadily stepping on the demon pestle.

With a smile on his face, he was fleshy, and he looked like a Maitreya from the East, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. Smile slightly and gently swallow your head.

"Grandmaster!"

Tang Kaishan was shocked in his heart, his footsteps stopped, and the hairs on his whole body stood on tremble. Xuanyi, led by Zhou Liang and Shang Huaizhong, also stopped in unison when they saw this monk.

Wen Feipeng was also surprised, and he was a little overwhelmed.

At this moment, the fat monk spoke, turned his eyes to look at Wen Feipeng, and said with a smile: "Master Wen, your movements are a little slow, and Xue Yingzi is a little impatient." ”

Wen Feipeng was so angry that he always thought that it was the fight of the people in the rivers and lakes, and it was also an instant to solve Xuanyi with double manpower, and where would he have thought that Xuanyi's combat power would be so high, and he fought out half of the people and horses, but he didn't take them down. But when he saw this monk at this time, he didn't dare to blow up the thorn, snorted coldly, and said, "Master Kujing is polite. ”

When Tang Kaishan heard this name, his heart shrank sharply, and he immediately thought of who this person was.

"Laughing Maitreya" Bitter Mirror!

Thirty years ago, it was the first seat of the Shaolin Temple Luohan Hall, after the death of the painstaking master, he competed with his nephew, the current Shaolin abbot Xinhu master for the presiding position, and then I don't know for what reason, I took the initiative to give up the seat to the heart lake, and then I also resigned from the first seat of the Luohan Hall, serving in the Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Twenty-two years ago, he suddenly went berserk, broke out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, killed more than 30 first-class master monks in a row, and escaped from the temple, and since then, there has been no news.

Tang Kaishan and Ben didn't expect that Youlan would find out this terrible monk and take it for his own use.

Therefore, after a short period of stunned thought, when the "Blood Burning Pill" had not yet expired, Tang Kaishan shouted: "Kill!"

Then he raised his knife and slashed at the fat monk.

The monk smiled, and when he rushed over, he raised his hand lightly and made a rough and shallow stroke, which many people would use.

Just this simple punch dissolved Tang Kaishan's various sword techniques, and then knocked him out and crashed into Zhou Liang and Shang Huaizhong, who were the leaders of the Xuanyi people.

The two of them hurriedly used their real strength, caught Tang Kaishan, and their feet slipped on the snow for about a foot before they could stop, and then they vomited blood and knelt on the ground.

After Tang Kaishan fought this one, the effect of the Blood Burning Pill had passed, and he had no strength in his body, he couldn't stop spitting blood in his mouth, and looked at the bitter mirror standing on the demon pestle, he knew that Xuanyi would be completely defeated when this person appeared.

In the face of the grandmaster, dozens of Xuanyi may be able to defeat him. However, the other party not only has this fat monk, but also Wen Feipeng and many other masters. Today's Xuanyi has no chance of winning at all.

Spitting blood, Tang Kaishan said to Zhou and Shang with confused eyes: "Prepare for the Yan Fei Formation, escape!"

Zhou and Shang nodded in unison, one carrying Tang Kaishan on his back, and the other was going to command the Xuanyi people to prepare to evacuate.

However, when the Xuanyi people were just about to leave, a group of red turbans suddenly came out of all directions, like flying locusts, with two or three thousand people, surrounding the Xuanyi. In the face of these red bandanas, the Xuanyi people have fallen into a desperate situation.

Under this situation, the monk of the bitter realm showed his Maitreya-like smile, nodded slowly with a smile, and said: "Originally, this road was not answered by the poor monk, the poor monk was going to the palace, and he would meet the unparalleled 'peerless son' for a while, and see if his flying knife really got the true inheritance of his brother." But I heard that the place of Vermilion Bird Fang is led by Mei Xiangzhu, and it just so happens that the poor monk has recently obtained a method of happy double cultivation, so let's take a look at the appearance of this world's first dance. ”

Speaking of this, the bitter mirror monk sighed regretfully, and said: "I didn't expect that what I saw was some rough men, although the poor monk is a monk, but he is not good at Longyang, and he didn't see the face of Mei Dangjia, so I really regret it." ”

As soon as these words were finished, the Mu Ge people who accompanied him were not good, but the blue and white division people were all angry, in this world, except for the commander, no one can be worthy of the plum blossom for whom the plum blossom is broken. Is this fat monk looking for death?

So they raised their knives one after another, and they prepared to kill the monk.

Tang Kaishan naturally heard this, and at this moment, his consciousness had gradually fallen into chaos, his eyes were blurred, and he gently waved his hand to stop the Xuanyi people who were ready to move forward. Then he struggled to stand up, spitting blood in his mouth, his whole body trembling, and walked forward step by step.

Monk Bitter Mirror smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and when he was about to end his life, he heard Wen Feipeng say: "Tang is a Xuanyi Governor, and he is also a rare man. He is my opponent, and the master please don't interfere and let Hu give him the last respect. ”

Kujing nodded slightly and withdrew his palm.

Wen Feipeng picked up his sword and walked towards Tang Kaishan, who was coming slowly. said: "With a knife to break the cliff, you are Wen's first respectable opponent since he came out of the rivers and lakes, and it is also the last." ”

Tang Kaishan didn't say anything, he couldn't say anything at this time, and dragged the knife to him in embarrassment.

Wen Feipeng continued: "If it weren't for your serious injuries and hidden injuries, Wen would not be able to defeat you." But this is an unfair contest, you bear it, Wen feels qualified to send you on the road. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the sword in his hand and walked towards Tang Kaishan.

Tang Kaishan was going to die at this time, bowing down and dragging a knife, like a beggar who was about to die.

He Tang Kaishan was originally a beggar in the capital, and he was beaten and humiliated, so he was called "Tang Huazi" by other Xuanyi. It's just a cheap life, and there's nothing wrong with dying here. Tang Kaishan thought so in his heart.

Wen Feipeng raised his sword and faced Tang Kaishan, whose steps were trembling and unsteady.

The tip of the sword slashed lightly, straight towards Tang Kaishan's neck.

At this time, Tang Kaishan's thinking had completely fallen into chaos, and he had no reaction in the face of the attacking sword blade.

He came to die.

"Ding!"

Just as the sword blade was about to cut Tang Kaishan's throat bone, an iron nail broke Wen Feipeng's sword silently. The fracture just gave way to Tang Kaishan's throat.

Wen Feipeng was startled and turned around to look around. But as soon as he turned his head, a "poof" sound sounded in the emergency room. In an instant, thirty-seven bone-piercing nails suddenly appeared, hitting the major joints around Wen Feipeng's body, and he didn't even have a chance to dodge!

The blood flower bloomed, and thirty-seven bone-penetrating needles locked his whole body in the blink of an eye, and immediately after, Wen Feipeng slowly fell to the ground under the horror of incomprehensible, at this time. Although he was not dead, he was seriously injured.

Tang Kaishan also fell down heavily at this time. The power of the "Blood Burning Pill" was exhausted, and he had completely passed out.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

Except for the Bitter Mirror Monk, no one else did it, why did Wen Feipeng, who was obviously going to kill Tang Kaishan, suddenly fall, and even Zhou Liang and Shang Huaizhong, who organized the Xuanyi people and were ready to come over desperately, were stunned. The red turban man and others all thought that there were ghosts and monsters at work, and they exclaimed again and again.

With frost on his face, the Bitter Mirror monk fell lightly from the demon pestle, and with a simple move, the demon pestle inserted on the ground returned to his hand, staring at the dark night sky, and asked: "Such a subtle secret weapon kung fu, but I don't know which master is here?"

As soon as these words fell, I heard a sound of breaking wind, coming from the night sky, a hidden weapon, with a rapid whistling, straight towards the bitter mirror!

The bitter mirror shouted, and the demon pestle flew like a splash of wind, and it burst out of energy, scattering the hidden weapon.

At this time, where is the bitter mirror monk still as calm as when he just arrived, although his face still has a smile similar to that of Maitreya Buddha, but he looks extremely stiff, pulled out a missing iron nail from his shoulder, and sneered coldly: "I didn't expect it to be the 'cruel hand' Yin Wuji face-to-face, the poor monk Bitter Mirror, but to learn the Yin donor's tricks." ”

At this moment, an extremely beautiful woman's voice came from the night sky, saying: "Xiaoban, it seems that your reputation is still not as big as your master, others know the 'Cruel Hand', but they don't know the 'Nine Absolute Hands'." ”

Immediately after, a clear male voice sighed helplessly, and said, "Sister Mei, I don't need you to answer here, what are you doing here?"

When the words fell, a cold fragrant breeze blew, wearing a black gauze folded scarf, a straight black windbreaker, and a heroic plum fragrant bamboo, which slowly fell to Tang Kaishan and Wen Feipeng, who had fallen to the ground. Gently hooked Tang Kaishan at his feet, threw it back to Xuanyi's camp, and let Zhou and Shang follow, and then said like a condensed dark plum: "Call sister-in-law." ”