Liu Shaoyang looked around in surprise, and saw that the more than 100 masked people were walking in an orderly manner, each of them moving, and they actually formed an unpredictable array. When everyone advances and retreats, they are rigorous and measured, and they are obviously trained for a long time. The Jingyangzi and the purple-robed guest who had shown kung fu were each mixed in the middle.

When he was awe-inspiring in his heart, he couldn't help but secretly think: "There are only a handful of gangs with such momentum in the rivers and lakes, and I don't know which of them is making trouble here." When these many masked people were operating the formation, they all looked at the martial arts masters. If all the martial arts are not far from that Jingyangzi, then urge the change of this formation according to the situation. Even if there are eight great gods and monks to help each other in today's situation, I am afraid that it will be more than auspicious!"

The man in Tsing Yi who was the leader saw the formation of the formation, and a trace of mystery crossed his eyes. The folding fan twisted and shook gently, and said in a dark voice: "Lord Luzun, if you take this seat into the mountain to reveal the treasure now, our previous words are still counted. Otherwise, more than 100 swords in this array will be thrown together, and although these dozens of people are powerful, they are also afraid that they will be all powdered and pulp!"

Lu Zitong's face was fearless, and he slowly pulled out the red rainbow sword on his back, and said loudly: "I'm afraid it's not true, do you think Lu is a three-year-old child? If you are fortunate enough to get it, you are naturally most afraid that others in the world will know about it, and how can you allow us to leave this place alive? Rather than being killed by you and waiting for a small surprise at that time, it is better to fight to the death now!"

The Zen master Zhikong, who was also surrounded by the array, also said solemnly: "The donor puts down the butcher's knife at this time, and there is still room for maneuver in the affairs here! The monks do not lie, and the poor monk's previous words are true. If Tan Yue wants to be selfish, he will insist on going his own way. What good is it to kill flesh and blood, and lose both?"

When Liu Shaoyang heard his uncle's words, his heart suddenly felt like a mirror: "Yes! Since this group of masked people is here for the treasure, once they succeed, they will kill the rest of the people in the field today!"

He knew that now that the conversation was clear, this group of masked people had no scruples, and they would definitely make a sudden move. Immediately stood beside Jiang Xueyin and Lu Zitong with a sword, and his whole body was on guard.

Sure enough, the Tsing Yi guest looked through the cold, and said coldly: "It's really 'you have to live and have a way to go, and there is no way to vote!' This is your own insistence on this, but you can't complain about this ruthlessness!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand slightly, and he ordered the people around him to urge the formation. The Five Elements Sect and the Shaolin Eight Monks who were surrounded in the heart also raised their Zen staff and swords to meet the enemy.

At this moment, the sound of hooves suddenly came from miles away, as if a few horses were galloping towards them. On the dirt path on the side of the mountain, someone immediately shouted: "The Lord has a secret order, the master should do it slowly!"

The man in Tsing Yi heard the shouting at first glance, his thick eyebrows twitched slightly, and his eyes showed doubt. The hand that had been raised could no longer linger, and it slowly drooped down, and said in a deep voice: "Since the Lord has an order, big guy, slow down!"

He himself should be the first to turn over and fall upside down, sweeping out of the formation to meet him. When the more than 100 masked guests heard this, they all put away their swords. Stand back and scatter.

In just a few moments, the horsemen in front of the mountain had already rushed to the left. Liu Shaoyang raised his eyes in the field, and saw a total of five people running on horseback, and a man in a strong suit flew off the horse, and he jumped up and down to the front of the Tsing Yi guest. First, he bowed down, and only then did he stand up after he was allowed to do so. Leaned over and whispered a few words in the ear of the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi listened to the secret words, and turned around in a daze, with a hint of annoyance and unwillingness in his eyes. He looked around at the crowd and said loudly: "There is another important matter in this seat today, so I will sell the face of the eight great monks of the Shaolin Sect! Lord Lu Zun, I will wait with you Wuxingmen Mountain without turning around, and we will meet again in the coming day!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and waved back, and more than 100 masked people responded to Zino, respectfully gathering as a team. As the Tsing Yi man turned around and didn't look back, he ran straight out of the mountain, and he was already far away in an instant.

The Five Elements Sect group of heroes were stunned when they saw that this group of masked people were well-behaved and went extremely fast. Seeing that the group of enemies suddenly dispersed, Lu Zitong immediately waved his hands at the eight monks of Shaolin and thanked each other, and said: "Today, you sent eight senior monks to come to help, Lu Mou and the Wuxingmen remember from the bottom of their hearts, if he has the opportunity to repay it in the future!" The rest of the people present at the Wuxingmen also hugged their fists and thanked them.

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