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As soon as Buhe went back to treat his injuries, he got the news that Daoist Changhe took Wang Cheng and Bale to snatch a batch of martial arts secrets of the Great Snow Mountain on the mountain of Agoura.

As the elder brother of the Great Snow Mountain, Agoura has always mastered the most essence and core martial arts secrets of the Great Snow Mountain, such as the White Bear Fist Method and the Eight or Nine Buddha Secret Methods.

Therefore, Buhe immediately couldn't sit still, and chased him out with his men and horses, wanting to leave Daoist Changhe and Wang Cheng, as well as Bale behind by any means, to establish his majesty and increase the bargaining chips for the suzerain of the Great Snow Mountain.

"Kill ......"

Buhe brandished the horse chopping knife and shouted in the direction of the Changhe Taoist, and the sound came far away, but because of the injury, there was not enough deterrent.

Hundreds of elite Mongolian warriors around them also waved their horse swords together and shouted, "Kill ............"

The shouts of hundreds of people gathered heard far away in the empty snowfield, and dozens of Mongolian warriors armed with shotguns shot at the sky, and the gunshots were even more piercing, making the birds in the sky hurriedly scream and fly away.

Liu Hua didn't really drive away, but directly turned over on the roof of the car. He took out the sniper rifle on his back and set it up, and shot it at the rushing horse team, and a Mongolian warrior who rushed in front fell directly to the ground and died on the spot.

Liu Hua's two young subordinates also hurriedly set up their sniper rifles in the car and began to shoot at the horse team together.

"Don't worry, Dao Chief, it will take at least three minutes for them to come over. We can kill a small half of them. This time we come. Brought enough ammunition. ”

Liu Hua said loudly and reassuringly to the Changhe Taoist priest. There was a fierce and calm expression on his face.

The two young men fired three shots in quick succession, and six Mongolian warriors fell in response.

Moreover, they all stared at the Mongolian warriors with shotguns and shot them, so as to weaken the strength of the other party to the greatest extent.

Liu Hua knew that as long as the other party did not have firearms, then the remaining warriors would not pose any threat to the top masters such as Changhe Daoist and Wang Cheng and Bale.

How many people are there?

In front of the three masters, it was just more grass mustard that was slaughtered.

Bucher was also seriously injured alone. It was simply impossible to be the opponent of the Taoist priest of Changhe, and at most he drew with the injured Bale.

Therefore, the three snipers are extremely calm and obviously have the chance to win. In just a few breaths, three people, and three sniper rifles killed more than a dozen Mongolian warriors armed with shotguns.

Wang Cheng also jumped to the roof of the car, raised his eyes to look at Buhe who was getting closer and closer, and said in a deep voice: "Kill Buhe, the old guy with bandages in the middle." As soon as he died, the rest of the people had nothing to fear. ”

Kill the thief and kill the king first.

"Good!"

Liu Hua agreed. He gave the two subordinates a look, and the three of them began to snipe at Bucher together.

Bang......

Bang......

Bang......

Three gunshots rang out at the same time, blocking three directions of Bucher.

Buhe, who was sitting on horseback, looked extremely ugly, and felt a little uncomfortable riding a tiger in his heart. Watching the samurai around him fall, the momentum on his side has begun to weaken, but he can't go back, now the big snow mountain is in need of a warrior who can stand up, if he is beaten back as soon as he comes out with the people and horses, he will definitely be despised by everyone, and stealing chickens will not be a loss of rice.

Therefore, even if more than a dozen people fell at this moment, he would insist on rushing over, even if he couldn't kill a few people from the Changhe Daoist, as long as he drove them away, he could go back with some shame.

The Mongolian warriors are to die on horseback.

This is also known as the Horse Leather Shroud.

But at this moment, Bucher's eyebrows suddenly jumped, knowing that there was danger. He hurriedly swung his horse's head to move his position, but then three shots rang out in an instant.

The sound of bullets piercing through the air irritated Bucher's ears, and he could hear the location of the three bullets.

However, he couldn't move between these square inches, because there were Mongolian warriors on the left, right and behind him, and he had to move forward.

At the critical moment, Buhe exerted his legs, let out a low shout, and his qi and blood exploded and flew up from the horse's back. But he was still shot in the thigh by a bullet, and if he didn't dodge, he would probably have been shot in the chest by this bullet.

With a muffled snort, blood shot out from Buhe's body, not only the wounds of this shot, but also the two wounds that had just been bandaged before were also ruptured again, and the blood stained his body red.

A tingling pain irritated his nerves.

Buhe was scared in his heart, afraid that the other party would come again, and he didn't have the confidence to avoid it every time.

His eyes looked at the young man standing on the roof of the car from afar, and shouted, "Everyone, stop, go back ......"

He was the first to stop the horse under his crotch.

When everyone else heard his shout, they all stopped.

In fact, these hundreds of Mongolian warriors saw that dozens of people had died, and there was not much morale left. So as soon as Buhe stopped at this moment, they all immediately stopped, wanting to move left and right, not wanting to become a live target.

Liu Hua and the others also stopped shooting at this time.

Liu Hua's eyes looked at the Changhe Taoist priest inquiringly, and he wanted to ask if he wanted to continue shooting.

Wang Cheng condescendingly looked at Buhe's group of people stopping there, and said coldly: "Keep shooting, kill as many as you can, and be afraid of them." ”

Then, Daoist Changhe also nodded to Liu Hua with a calm face, expressing his agreement with Wang Cheng's words.

Liu Hua nodded to the two subordinates and continued to shoot together.

Bang bang bang......

Three more gunshots rang out one after another, and the three Mongolian warriors beside Buhe fell down in response, and one was even more miserable headshot, and his brains spilled into the bodies of the other people around him, completely breaking up the psychological defense line of these people, and they all turned their horses and began to run back.

Bucher also had a dark face, knowing that he had to protect himself at this time. He wasn't in his heyday, and it wouldn't be difficult if three snipers worked together to kill him.

So he mixed in with the crowd and turned around and ran.

Liu Hua and the three of them did not relent, and continued to shoot at the backs one by one.

Every shot rang out. One of the Mongol warriors fell. It shows the masterful and stable marksmanship of the trio. Of course. It was also easy to get hit because hundreds of people gathered on the opposite side.

Wang Cheng saw the extreme calm confidence in the three of them, as well as the trust in the firearms in their hands.

It wasn't until Buhe and the others returned to the mouth of the valley that Liu Hua and the others stopped, leaving more than 20 corpses along the way, which inflicted another heavy blow on Buhe.

Come to think of it, now in the snowy mountains, Muren has completely surpassed Buhe.

And Bucher is the second. Ranked above Muren, he is very short-tempered, so he will deliberately suppress Muren. Well, it is conceivable that before long, a war will break out between the two.

Bale said lightly: "Muren is the smartest person in the Great Snow Mountain, and that's true. ”

The Changhe Taoist priest also nodded and said, "Back on the battlefield, Muren used his brain to survive several times. This guy is still counting us one last time. But I'm happy to fulfill him. Help him hit Bucher hard and give him a better chance of winning. He controls the Great Snow Mountain. It's better than Bucher. ”

Balak nodded in agreement.

Buhe was irascible and murderous, and he was ruthless and militaristic. If he were to take control of the Great Snow Mountain, he would definitely be able to do something in a short period of time.

In the long run, however, it is the Muren that poses the greatest threat.

Under Muren's control, after decades of cultivation and recuperation in the Great Snow Mountain, there will definitely be greater development, and it is not impossible to find an opportunity to go south.

It's a pity that the Taoist priest of Changhe knew that he couldn't kill Muren, so he couldn't do it.

"Master, let's go. ”

Wang Cheng jumped off the roof of the car, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

His comprehension of the evil spirit became more and more profound, and the killing intent in his heart became more and more condensed, so he took the initiative to ask Liu Hua and the three of them to kill more people just now.

He wanted to control it, but he couldn't do it for the time being.

Once you comprehend the evil energy, you don't deliberately stop when you want to stop. As long as he steps on the earth with his feet, he will naturally continue to perceive the true meaning of the earth, and the evil qi in his heart will become more and more condensed.

Therefore, the killing intent on his body is getting heavier and heavier.

Daoist Changhe looked at Wang Cheng's breath, the worry in his eyes flashed, and he still didn't speak after all, choosing to believe that Wang Cheng could solve all the problems by himself.

"Liu Hua, go back by yourself, bring the Zhao family boy, we still have some things. ”

Daoist Changhe said solemnly to Liu Hua and the others: "Thank you for your help this time. ”

Liu Hua stepped forward again and saluted, and said solemnly: "Dao Chief, you are serious, without you, there is no me now." ”

Zhao Yaoyang came up and said, "Dao Chief, Wang Cheng, I want to go with you." ”

Daoist Changhe patted Liu Hua on the shoulder, expressing his affirmation of him, and then looked at Zhao Yaoyang and said seriously: "Zhao family boy, we have other things, you have been missing for so long, go back as soon as possible to report your safety." ”

Zhao Yaoyang opened his mouth, he still wanted to go with Wang Cheng and the others, and felt that there would be exciting and adventurous things.

Just like this war in the Great Snow Mountain, he never thought that he would experience such a thing in his life, and it was a great tempering for his state of mind. However, looking at the unquestionable tone and expression of the Changhe Taoist, he still didn't say the words in his heart, so he could only nod his head and agree, stepped forward and hugged Wang Cheng, and said gratefully: "Wang Cheng, thank you for saving your life this time, I have the opportunity to come to Nanyang, I will definitely entertain you with good wine and food, I owe you a life in my life." ”

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go back if I have a chance." ”

Zhao Yaoyang's expression flashed with a hint of melancholy and helplessness. He knew that he would not be able to compare with Wang Cheng in his life, so he nodded solemnly again, and saluted the Taoist priest of Changhe with his fists, before turning around and getting into the car and leaving with Liu Hua and the others.

This war in the Great Snow Mountains seems to be over.

Wang Cheng looked at the master.

The eyes of the Changhe Taoist priest looked at the south and said, "Let's go to Shaolin." ”

Shaolin?

Wang Cheng's eyebrows raised, he didn't expect the master to say the destination of Shaolin.

"Hmph, Shaolin and Longhu Mountain are not authentic this time. If I hadn't gone up to Mt. Shomuro myself, they would have forgotten my name. ”

The Changhe Taoist said in an unkind tone.

Obviously, because of the last attack between the Shaolin monk and Yang Ping, the Taoist priest Changhe has always been haunted in his heart. If they really succeeded on the road a few days ago, then the fate of Daoist Changhe and Wang Cheng would definitely be very bad, and the best thing would be to go back to Wusheng Mountain directly, give up the trip to Daxue Mountain, and become the target of everyone.

Fortunately, the strength of Daoist Changhe and Wang Cheng is enough to deal with them.

Wang Cheng also strongly agreed with this, and said, "Okay, let's go to Shaolin." ”

Balak seemed very indifferent, the wounds on his body had been treated, and he just followed the master and apprentice towards the south with a calm expression.

On the snow, a series of footprints stretched all the way to the south, and the trio and one horse walked briskly over the two snow-white hills.

However, after walking more than ten kilometers, the three of them saw a strong figure sitting on a mountain bag in the distance, and a cloth bag was placed in front of the figure.

It was the monk Mingde who left the Snow Mountain first.

Perhaps, he is not a Mingde monk.

It was because of his doubts about his identity that the Changhe Taoist priest parted ways with him, but because he looked the same as the Mingde monk, the Changhe Taoist priest did not make a move.

At this time, seeing him sitting there motionless, Daoist Changhe said lightly: "He is waiting for us." ”

Then, he took Wang Cheng and Bale step by step in front of the old monk.

The old monk's expression was full of that sense of detached enjoyment, perhaps because of the relationship between killing Na Ye and getting revenge, he looked at the three Changhe Taoist priests with a peaceful expression, and clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, three donors, thank you for your help this time, I can use Mingye in my hand." ”

The Changhe Taoist priest was on guard, staring at the old monk, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Wang Cheng and Bale are also running at high speed, ready to fight at any time.

Because of the breakthrough of the dragon elephant boxing method, this old monk's current strength is still above the Taoist priest of Changhe, and his qi and blood are so strong that few people in the world can match him.

The old monk looked at the Changhe Taoist priest calmly, and said in a low voice: "Daoist, you don't have to guard against me. Mingde is my brother, and I am his eldest brother. ”

Twins?

A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Cheng's expression, no wonder the master who knew Monk Mingde back then never found out that he was fake.

Daoist Changhe frowned, and said in a deep voice: "As far as I know, Mingde didn't say that there were brothers. ”

The old monk shook his head and said: "Our two brothers have entered the Vajra Sect since they were children, and our master saw that I was more qualified, so he sent me to the Indian Buddhist Sect to study martial arts...... So, he may have forgotten about me as a big brother. However, I can't forget my younger brother, and the main purpose of my return to the Central Plains this time is to avenge him. ”

The Changhe Taoist priest said lightly: "No wonder you look the same, how do you call the master?"

looks the same, it seems that only the possibility of twins can explain it.

The old monk clasped his hands together and said in a low voice: "The old monk is a bright light!"

Good law number.

The lamp, the lamp of the road, shines on others as well as on oneself.

Wang Cheng looked the bright lamp monk up and down carefully, and felt that this old monk had become more and more unfathomable.

Monk Mingdeng looked at Wang Cheng and continued: "Dao Chief, I have an agreement with your apprentice, and I want to fulfill it. (To be continued.) )