This time, Wei Fu was not in a tough confrontation with the other party, relying on his flexible body skills, slashing left and right with the sword light, flickering, his body flickered left and right, extremely fast, and Yang Zheng felt dazzled when he saw it.

The heart said: "This person's body method is so fast!"

Xue Lu didn't move, squinted his eyes, crossed his sword, and said to himself: "I won't move if the enemy moves, and I will move first when the enemy moves-?"

Wei Fu slashed left and right for a while, and suddenly heard a shout, the sword light shone, like a flood, the knife technique was fast, the strength was ruthless, and the vision was only accurate, all of which were used to the extreme.

Xue Lu was unmoved, squinting his eyes and waiting for the moment when the opponent's knife technique was chopped, he opened his eyes a few points violently, and in an instant, he was murderous, as if he was a fierce beast that was accumulating strength, at that moment, he slashed out the Pu knife in his hand, although the knife momentum was extremely fast, the whirring knife wind was deafening, and even the opponent's knife momentum was suppressed.

"He is worthy of being a veteran on the battlefield, this move is really powerful!" Wei Fu attacked dozens of knives in a row, but Wu Zi did not take half a advantage, but spent a lot of energy, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.

Here, the flower monk killed two Maitreya sect members, the pressure killed a few points, and for a while, the Zen staff killed another person, he was proud in his heart, and laughed more than once: "Maitreya can't teach Er'er!"

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly heard a person shouting: "Who said that Maitreya can't teach Er'er?"

Monk Hua was taken aback, looked up, and saw a figure passing outside the door, the figure came quickly, a long sword in his hand held up several sword lights, and the sword light pointed to it was Monk Hua.

Yang Zheng saw that this person's body was flexible, his sword light skyrocketed, and his momentum was like the water of the Yangtze River, rolling in, and he said in his heart: "There are really a lot of powerful characters in this Maitreya Sect?"

The flower monk saw that the other party's sword light was like a rainbow, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly covered the Zen staff with both hands, and was about to catch up, who knew that the figure long sword was just a light touch on the flower monk's Zen staff, and his body jumped up again, and the long sword pulled out seven sword flowers, like a blooming lotus flower, and when the head was sprinkled, it was actually pointed at Zhu Zhanji.

"Despicable and shameless!" Monk Hua was shocked, scolded, and hurriedly put away his Zen staff, after all, he was a step too slow, seeing that this sword was about to leave a bloody mouth on Zhu Zhanji's neck, he suddenly heard a voice shouting: "Look at the knife!"

A sword light slashed out from the left side of the flower monk at the same time, and the knife light pointed to the lower abdomen of the figure.

The figure was shocked, and he didn't dare to stab it with a head-on sword, but it was an upside-down golden hook on his body, and he dodged away.

Monk Hua was secretly remorseful, and suddenly saw another figure beside him, and when he looked at it, it was Yang Zheng, and he was immediately overjoyed, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, laughing and said: "I said Brother Yang, you came too late, and almost made Monk Hua lose my life!"

Yang Zheng was beaten by him and stumbled, almost fell to the ground, bared his teeth and grinned: "Isn't this coming?"

Monk Hua laughed and said: "Yes, yes, it came in time!

Yang Zheng smiled bitterly: "Monks save people, and it is utilitarian!" is really impressive?"

"Brother Yang, you saved my life again?" Zhu Zhanji hugged his fists.

The flower monk said: "And the monk me?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Yes, yes, if it weren't for the master, I would have been killed by this group of Maitreya?"

After the person who came was forced to withdraw from the zhangwai by Yang Zheng's knife, he did not immediately attack, but squinted at Yang Zheng, snorted lightly, and said, "There are two hits?"

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "It's not two, there are three, four, do you want to try it?"

The man snorted again: "Looking for death!" As he spoke, the long sword once again picked up seven sword flowers and flew straight to Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng knew that the other party was powerful, so he didn't dare to touch it, his body flashed, dodged the opponent's sword move, followed Pu Dao to see the loophole under the other party, and slashed it with a knife, the man frowned slightly, and quickly retreated.

"Hehe, how can you have two hits?" Yang Zheng looked at the other party with a smile.

The man smiled slightly and said, "This sword technique is a bit outstanding, but I underestimate it?"

Yang Zheng was about to answer, when he suddenly heard another sound of footsteps outside the door, followed by dozens of black-clothed people, who quickly surrounded Yang Zheng and others, and had the momentum of killing them in one fell swoop.

"It seems that there are quite a few people?" said the flower monk patting his bald head.

The movements of the man in black were uniform, and he was a little different from the previous Maitreya Sect, but it was somewhat similar to the army, Yang Zheng and Monk Hua looked at each other, and the two of them showed embarrassment in their eyes.

"What they want is me, as long as I go with them, I think they won't hurt you?" Zhu Zhanji squinted his eyes and sighed softly.

Yang Zheng said: "Zhu Gongzi wants to talk nonsense, these Maitreya sects are not good people, even if you go with them, they may not be willing to let us go, you call me Brother Yang, then you and I are friends, brothers, brothers, brothers, I don't want to be born in the same year and month, but I want to die in the same year and month!"

"Brother Yang!" Zhu Zhanji's eyes were a little moist.

"Brother Yang, I can't imagine that in addition to being lustful, you also have a bit of righteousness, rare, rare?" Monk Hua smiled.

Yang Zheng sweated evilly: "Are you praising me or scolding me? Besides, I'm lustful, but you're a monk?"

While the two were laughing, there were more and more black-clothed people in the lobby, and they all pulled out the Pu knife on their waists, and the snow-white knife light reflected the red sleeves as bright as day.

"Protector Wei, the sect leader has an order, kill Zhu Zhanji quickly, and there can be no delay. One of the men in black shouted, then blew a slogan, and the men in black who followed him waved their knives and killed Zhu Zhanji.

Yang Zheng and the flower monk protected Zhu Zhanji in the middle, a simple knife, a Zen staff, one left and one right, each other is rugged.

"Brother Yang, there are so many people, do you think we can kill them all?" said Monk Hua in a trembling voice.

Yang Zheng stared at the black-clothed man who came to kill, and was not half afraid, and said in a deep voice: "If you can't kill it, you have to kill it!"

The man in black was obviously trained, and he was not in a hurry to kill, but was shrinking the encirclement little by little, and dozens of bright and flickering Pu knives were unanimously facing Yang Zheng and the others, like a blooming white lotus.

The man in black at the beginning snorted: "Zhu Zhanji, today is your death date!"

As soon as the words fell, he shouted: "Do it!"

Dozens of black-clothed people and dozens of Pu knives attacked at the same time, and in the light as bright as day, Yang Zheng, Zhu Zhanji, and Monk Hua saw that it was just a snow-white light slashing at them.

In the attic, Xiao Yue glanced at Shen Yanqiu and asked hesitantly: "Miss, we, are we really going to save people?"

Shen Yanqiu's face turned red, glared at Xiao Yue, and said, "That bad guy is right, Zhu Zhanji is a good prince, we can't let people kill him?"

Xiao Yue muttered: "These major court affairs, when did you care about them, Miss, when did you want to save that bad guy, but you said that you were begging others?"

Shen Yanqiu blushed and scolded: "Dead girl, I haven't seen you talk so much on weekdays, why do you talk so much today, let you save people, you will save people, what are you talking about?"

Xiao Yue said: "Yue'er grew up with Miss since she was a child, Miss said that there is no reason not to save Yue'er, but Yue'er is worried, Miss, you go to save people like this, and the sect leader knows, I'm afraid I won't spare you!"

Shen Yanqiu sighed softly and said, "What the Maitreya Sect has done over the years has long disgusted me, and I will leave sooner or later?"

Xiao Yue said: "Miss, for a man to leave the Maitreya Sect, is the price a little bigger, if the sect leader knows, can you spare us?"

Shen Yanqiu was a little irritated by her, and said, "I'm just saving people, what are you doing with that?"

Xiao Yue snorted, and said in her heart: "I obviously can't let go of Yang Gongzi, but I don't want to admit it?"

Shen Yanqiu glanced at the second young lady who was anxious on the side, and said, "Sister Peng, let's go to save people, don't you go?"

The second lady was worried about herself, and when she heard that Shen Yanqiu was going to save people, she was overjoyed and said, "Sister, but I'm going to save Hua'an?"

Shen Yanqiu's face turned red, she knew who Hua An was, although she went to save people, it was the bad guy who was saved, but let him admit it in front of the second lady, it was absolutely impossible, he snorted coldly, and said, "People are not going to save him!"

The purpose of the second lady was to save Yang Zheng, but she didn't care about Shen Yanqiu's thoughts, so she pulled Shen Yanqiu and said: "Good sister, you have high martial arts and are a protector of the Dharma, they will definitely listen to you, although Hua An looked at your body and touched your body, didn't he agree to marry you, do you have to save him?"

Shen Yanqiu blushed and said in her heart: "This girl of the Peng family is sincere to that bad guy?"

"Sister, will you promise me?" The second young lady pulled Shen Yanqiu's arm, for fear that if she didn't agree, Yang Zheng would die.

Shen Yanqiu had to say "um" softly, which was considered to be an agreement.

"Miss, shall we go now?" Xiao Yue returned to the boudoir, and when she came out, she already had two more long swords in her hand, one of which was handed to Shen Yanqiu and asked.

Shen Yanqiu said "um" again, but the long sword said to the second lady: "Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, he didn't say more, his body was vertical, and the shadows of the three of them quickly disappeared into the night.

The black-clothed people in the lobby and the more fierce the fight between the monk Yang Zhenghua became, Yang Zheng and the monk Hua left and right, guarding Zhu Zhanji in the middle, a simple knife, a Zen stick fighting, but also with the tacit understanding, Yang Zheng Pu knife cut out, the flower monk's Zen staff must be withdrawn from the guard, on the contrary, the flower monk struggled to kill Yang Zheng must carry a single knife guard, so that although the three were besieged by dozens of people, they did not fall behind, but took the opportunity to kill two men in black.

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