Feng Dengzi said: "Those legends are just a chisel and a weapon, where is it so evil? Besides, with the seven of us in charge, who can withstand the wind and waves?"

Xuan Fengzi said: "I agree! Even if the imperial court comes, it can't help us! It's a big deal to respond to this legend, and there will be a bloody storm!"

"Amitabha!" Zen Master Zhan Ye shook his head, "Since the heavens have revealed it, let's withdraw! ”

"Hmph! Your apprentice has been defeated and has no hope, so you have nothing to do, of course you are in a hurry to go back and recite the scriptures, but my apprentice is on the momentum! Besides, what are we like when we retreat like this?"

"Yes, we retreated like this, and the reputation that we had managed to build up was ruined all at once!"

"A handful of cold scares you like this, you really live more and more back!" Xuan Fengzi disdained.

Yun Jingdao sighed: "It's okay! It's really a bit hasty to retreat now, let's see how it goes!"

Qiaoshenlong flew to the stage, caught Zhang Hai's head, and sighed. Although he couldn't get used to Zhang Hai's self-righteous and slanderous face, he had already ended up like this, what else to blame? Qiao Shenlong put his head on his neck, saw the flat neck, and sighed secretly: What an evil soldier who is so profitable!

At this time, Zhang Hai's son reacted and carried his father's body with several people.

"Alas!" the son's eyes were red, "the dark clouds are gone, father, you should listen to the advice of that Taoist priest!" The son finally couldn't hold back and cried.

"Let's go!!" persuaded the fellow.

The group carried the body back.

Stage. The ghost scholar changed his gentle and elegant appearance just now, his demonic hair was flying, his eyes were arrogant, his behavior was dissolute, and he couldn't stop laughing:

Heaven is dead! Blood is flying! There is no way in the world, and a sword travels in all directions. Reading at night, candles and candles, all useless articles! Put away Confucianism, Jade Dragon, good and evil are exhausted (dàng). Look at Qianfeng, hate the ancients, don't see me crazy!

The pretty god Long Yanyue said: "The evil soldiers should be buried!" With that, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he locked his throat and left.

The god and ghost scholar laughed loudly, wielding the cold, and his sword moves were like those of a mad demon, undisciplined, wild and casual (xìng), but they were fierce and vicious, and the moves were deadly.

After a few fierce battles, Qiao Shenlong had a slight upper hand, but it was difficult to form a suppression, and I couldn't help but be a little worried in my heart: He was not serious yet, I was already struggling, and I hadn't seen the impact of the cold yet, well, it was not good to fight for a long time!

The god and ghost scholar went away with a sword, and his hair fell with the wind.

"Good! good!" The ghost scholar laughed, and with a cold finger, the pretty god dragon suddenly felt his heart tremble, as if he had fallen into a thousand-year-old ice cave, and as if he had fallen into endless darkness, and he trembled uncontrollably, like a tremor from his soul!

With a sonorous sound, there was a bloody wound on the side of the neck of the pretty dragon, but fortunately it was not deep. The pretty dragon who came back from the ghost gate tried to suppress the fear in his heart, and the sword strength was four (shè): "A sword in the sky presses the galaxy!"

"Haha!" "The god and ghost scholar is cold and slanting, and he is also lucky, "The wine is singing and laughing at the west wind!"

Lightning and flint, sonorous sounds, blood spilled in the ring.

The pretty dragon slashed through the arm of the god and ghost scholar with a sword, and the god and ghost scholar passed through his throat, but it was still a millimeter.

"It's not good! Wu Si!" the ghost ghost shouted, handed Wu Si a note, and flew away, but the ghost scholar had already killed him with one move!

"The Demon Dao crosses people with a sword!"

The pretty dragon has not yet returned (shēn), and has already felt the sword qi (bī) (shēn), so he can only give his life and throw out the book sword in his hand: "The book is safe in the world, and the sword is determined!"

As soon as the scroll was unfurled, Haoran's strength was like a river surging, pouring for thousands of miles, temporarily blocking the sword momentum of the gods and ghosts scholars, and then the pretty dragon jumped up, back (shēn), held the sword, and slashed at the gods and ghosts scholars!

The god and ghost scholar first showed a solemn look, and shouted wildly: "Break!" The majestic sword momentum (dàng) suddenly opened, shaking the scroll down, and then standing in the air: "The sea of blood wanders in the world!"

At this time, the ghost ghost arrived, and the sword pointed out: "No shadow will be left behind!"

The god and ghost scholar sensed the crisis behind him, and with a sword to meet the cold moon of the pretty dragon, and then took it, leading it to the ghost ghost. It's a pity that the ghost is fast, the sword is alive, and he directly flashes the pretty dragon, and the sword is cold.

"Happy, happy!" The ghost scholar couldn't get his strength back, so he had to block it with his sword, took a few steps back, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Oniyuko flipped back, landed on the side of the pretty god dragon (shēn), and held him: "Are you okay?"

Qiao Shenlong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "It's still okay." ”

"Leave this person to me!"

"This person is not easy to deal with, especially that sword!"

"Trust me!" Oni Yuko helped him down, and Zhiqi rushed to take care of him.

"Haha!" the ghost scholar still laughed, "You're the first person I want to know my name!"

"Under the Devil Yuko!"

"Okay! I remember!" the ghost scholar put away his sword and laughed wildly.

“。。。。。。 ”

Dark. When Daochang Li looked at the changes here, and was thinking about how to get rid of the variable of the god and ghost scholar, he suddenly saw the ghost ghost appear, and his heart suddenly twitched: Didn't this ghost ghost say that he would not interfere in this matter? Why did he suddenly change the hexagram? I don't know if he's helping us, or...

At this time, a man came to report: "My lord, a man who claims to be a subordinate of the imperial envoy has come to ask for an audience. ”

Zhou Dadao: "Let him in!"

Wu Si came in: "Villain Wu Si, I've seen the Taoist!

"It seems that you are indeed the envoy's person!Say, what does he want you to do?"

"Ghost master... It was the envoy who asked me to tell the two of you that he didn't mean to meddle in the matter, but that his brother was in danger, so he came to the rescue. And he has no intention of getting involved in the whirlpool, so please send someone to challenge him. Wouldn't it be more convenient for your plan to fall into the hands of your own people?"

Daochang Li nodded: "Well, I know what he means!"

"Then the villain is gone!"

"Someone, see off the guests on my behalf. ”

"No, no!" Wu Si retreated, and a guard followed, taking out a silver ingot, "This is what Li Daochang rewarded you." He knows that you are not one of the envoys, so he has something to say to you. ”

"Listen up. ”

"Since the imperial envoy uses you, he must believe in your character, but this matter is not trivial, and Daochang Li still wants to tell you not to make noise everywhere, so as not to cause trouble!"

"Thank you, Daoist Li! Thank you, my lord!"

"Go ahead!"

"Yes!"

Wu Si held the token and the silver in his hand, although he didn't understand it in his heart, it was beautiful.

After Wu Si left, Lord Zhou said: "It seems that the imperial envoy is not against us, but in favor of our plan!"

"Well, what he said is not bad! At this time, as long as one person is sent to defeat him, then no one will dare to challenge him! Once it is in our hands, this matter will be foolproof!"

"Hmm!" Lord Zhou suddenly sighed, "It would be great if such a person as the imperial envoy could join us!"

"Yes, but in that case, it's not just me, I'm afraid I'll have to give it three points!"

"Indeed! It's really hateful and terrifying!"

The ghost ghost stood in the ring, looking at these people in the audience who were still talking about how Zhang Hai was, how the gods and ghosts were and who this person was on the stage, and sighed in his heart: Alas! These people have no ability themselves, and they like to judge their heads, they are really innocent!

He looked at the sect group again: The evil soldier is in the world, you famous and upright people are indifferent! You have missed the only opportunity that the cold has created for you! Alas! If you seek fame, you will eventually die of fame! If you want to protect yourself, you will be difficult to protect yourself! The nine famous sects, this is not your time!

Zhiqi looked at the ghost ghost who looked down on the heroes of the world on the stage, and plucked the strings: Isn't this what I dreamed of him?

She lowered her head and looked at the jade flute given to her by Kiyuko, the moon flute, the moon flute, the moon flute, alas!

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