At this time, there was another figure who came very quickly, arrived outside the pavilion in a flash, and snorted coldly: "Is Ding Jiuzhong finally willing to drill out of your 'hole'?" I hope you can still be as tough as before in those thirty-six imperial hands, otherwise you will regret it today! ”

And Ding Jiuzhong 'Yin' in the pavilion smiled compassionately, and said slowly and leisurely: "I haven't seen Brother Zhou for twenty years, I can't imagine that the anger is still so big, no wonder your bare hands have never been able to reach the peak of the realm, I heard that the slut's 'daughter' has been the true inheritance of the mother, I hope you don't have to hate Qi Yunguan!" ”

This week's old sigh's appearance is more flattering than that of Na Ding Jiuzhong, his face is as wide as a basin, his chin is bulging, two thick □ are prominent like a bird's peck, and the pair of big eyes are like two ghost fires, his body is short and fat, but his hands are as thick as tree trunks, although he is wearing a monk, he does not have the slightest outsider's birth bearing, just like a murderous demon king. He also hung a string of blood-red 'color' beads on his head, which made people feel even more indecent.

Zhou Lao sighed and didn't answer, exhaled and raised his voice, let out a frog-like cooing, stepped forward with his left foot, and poked out his right hand from his sleeve. His already thick hand swelled by nearly half, his face turned red, and he slashed towards the pavilion with a palm in the air. The air around him seemed to be ripped through by his swollen blood-red giant hand, and then turned into a tumbling and fishy hot 'wave', which swept straight into the pavilion like a mountain and a sea.

"Peng!"

Ding Jiuzhong in the pavilion snorted, and Zhou Lao sighed that his body only shook slightly, obviously in the palm power competition, Ding Jiuzhong suffered a little loss. Zhou Lao sighed and withdrew his bare hands, "hehe" and laughed: "Ridiculous, ridiculous!" The dignified 'Valley of the Kings' valley owner, Emperor Ding Jiuzhongding, was reduced to the point of giving me a light press, and almost even squeezed out the eggs for me, which is ridiculous! ”

The strong wind rose quickly, Ding Jiuzhong snorted coldly, the figure flashed violently, and snatched it out, and the giant hammer directly attacked it. Although Zhou Laosian said that he was relaxed, his expression was extremely solemn, and two swollen and red hands slipped out of his sleeves, turning into the shadow of his bare palms like flowing fire in the sky, and met the giant hammer.

"Peng"!

The strength of the 'crossing' hit, the surrounding trees immediately shook the 'flowers' and broken, and the branches were broken--green @'color'#--leisurely came to the prostrate and motionless Zhou Lao sighed, and sighed: "Brother Zhou, you really haven't made the slightest progress, and you still don't know how your husband can 'rape' her husband for so long." Thinking about the love of husband and wife, I will give you one more kick! ”

"Bang"!

Zhou Lao sighed and rolled his feet until he hit the root of the foot of the big tree ten zhang away, and then stopped.

Jin Huanzhen turned around and went up the mountain without looking back.

After a long time, when Jin Huanzhen was gone, and he couldn't even see the figure, Zhou Lao, who should have died very thoroughly, actually bounced up from the ground and said with a strange smile: "He will only be the one who will not grow, and this trip will not be successful." He smirked.

"Smack!"

A crisp applause made Zhou Laosi's laughter stop abruptly.

"'Fine' is incomparably colorful!" Dugu Feng clapped his hands lightly, and walked out from behind Zhou Lao sigh leisurely, and said with a smile: "Could it be that cannibalism, the infighting of the 'gate' faction is the special 'color' of the demon 'gate'?" Originally, I was a little skeptical, but watching your performance, I had to believe that there is really evil and cannibalism in this world. ”

Zhou Laosian turned around suddenly, staring at Dugu Feng in disbelief with a pair of eyes like ghost fire, and said coldly: "Who are you?" "Dugu Feng's terrifying demeanor that seems to transcend the mundane not only did not make him rise to a 'lust' heart, but made him extremely vigilant. The way Dugu Feng appeared was really weird, until Dugu Feng applauded, he didn't notice half of his breath, even if Dugu Feng was standing in front of him now, his true qi detection could not sense Dugu Feng's existence at all.

Dugu Feng was dressed in plain white, standing quietly in the shadow of the dense forest, obviously looming, but people couldn't detect half of the qi, and her appearance was like a ghost. Zhou Laosi's back couldn't help but rise a trace of coolness, he naturally didn't believe that there would be ghosts in this world, but the other party could restrain his breath to the point that he couldn't even feel it in front of him, and he didn't know how much higher this kind of cultivation was than him.

Dugu Feng glanced at Zhou Laosi's ugly face lightly, and secretly pouted in his heart, Xiang Yutian's taste is too inferior, even if it is to cope with the apprentices, it is better to accept a few good-looking ones! If you don't want to be pleasing to the eye, why can't it be too scary! But looking at Zhou Laosi, these people are not ghosts, just by looking at their appearance, they know that they are standard villain bosses. It makes people feel disgusting when they look at it a few more times.

Dugu Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhou Lao, glanced at him, and said lightly: "Since you are dead, then you don't need to talk about it anymore." After speaking, the figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Zhou Lao sighed in horror, he didn't have time to think, and in a hurry, he drummed up the true strength of his whole body, and his hands poked out of his sleeves. The red hands slashed forward in the air. The air around him suddenly became extremely hot, and a fishy poisonous gas churned with the rolling hot 'waves', rolling forward like a mountain and a sea. This blow is a blow from Zhou Laosi's all-out strength, in the face of inexplicable danger, he exerted his own skills to an unprecedented extent, surging energy, straight to the momentum of covering the sky and the sun, a few zhang away from the big tree was affected by the 'wave', countless branches and leaves were broken and thrown away, as if they had encountered a twelve-level hurricane.

Dugu Feng slashed out with a fluttering sword, the sword was like a streamer, and the Heavenly Sword turned into a looming stream of light, instantly cutting into the surging palm of Zhou Laosi's palm. The fleeting sword light can only be regarded as a green leaf in the angry sea, but it is the sword light that seems to be without danger, like penetrating a layer of tissue paper, instantly breaking through Zhou Laosi's palm. A little starlight instantly disappeared into Zhou Laosi's throat.

Zhou Laosi's eyes widened, his whole body was shrouded in fishy scorching energy, frantically urging the true qi, but he found that time seemed to be frozen, no matter how hard he tried to urge, he couldn't move half a minute, and watched the sword light pass through his body's true qi, 'hole' through his throat.

Dugu Feng's figure stood behind Zhou Laosi, and the Yitian Sword was 'inserted' in the scabbard, as if it had never been unsheathed. Zhou Laosi's body fell to the ground softly, although Dugu Feng's sword did not penetrate his neck, but the fierce innate sword qi had completely cut off his vitality.

Dugu Feng didn't look at Zhou Laosi, who left the corpse, his figure flashed, and disappeared in an instant. The four apprentices of the Evil Emperor have the highest martial arts, ranking among the eight masters of the Demon 'Gate', barely being regarded as a grandmaster-level master, while the level of Zhou Laoxi and others is much inferior, but it is the level of first-class masters in the rivers and lakes. If the four of them join forces, Dugufeng will have to clean them up, and it will still take some effort, and even if one is not careful, one or two may be run away, but if they fight alone, at the level of Zhou Laosi, they are just the goods that were killed by Dugufeng's sword in seconds.

Dugu Feng's figure walked through the mountains rapidly, and after a while, he came to the Evil Emperor Temple. This is actually an ancient temple without a name, located on the slope platform by the mountain, the stone steps have been broken and cracked, and the weeds are overgrown, which is obviously abandoned for a period of time, and there is a more 'gloomy' feeling in the empty mountains.

You Niaoti and the others were still fighting at this time, so they fell behind Dugu Feng instead. Dugufeng stepped over nearly 100 stone steps and walked into the temple 'door'. The inside of the temple door opened by the "hole" was dark and dull, revealing the smell of decay.

In the dark ancient temple, an oil lamp is burned. Shi Qingxuan was facing the 'door' with his back, gently 'fiddling' the oil lamp dedicated to the Bodhisattva on the Buddha platform. The Buddha statue is broken and peeling, the dust is sealed in the net, and there is a depressed and cold atmosphere.

Hearing Dugu Feng walk in, Shi Qingxuan didn't look back, but asked in Qingyue's sweet voice, "Are they already here?" ”

Dugu Feng smiled slightly, sat down on a futon that had been placed, and said with a smile: "You Niaoti, Zhou Laosi, Ding Jiuzhong, and Jinhuanzhen are a lot of four guys. They really live up to the name of the demon 'gate', and as soon as they meet, they intrigue and fight each other. Zhou Laoxian and Jin Huanzhen also conspired to play a bitter 'meat' scheme. However, Zhou Laosian can be famous, his fake death has become a real death. ”

Shi Qingxuan said softly: "Zhou Laosi and Jinhuan are really a bunch of husband and wife, and it is not strange that the two of them conspired. ”

Dugu Feng half sat on the futon, with his fingers on his chin, his pretty face slightly raised, and looked at Shi Qingxuan with interest. Shi Qingxuan still had her back to the 'door', staring at the □ dancing on the wick, and her upper body seemed to melt into the 'color' light of the oil lamp, which not only emphasized the softness and softness of her cloud-like hair, but also made her fragrant shoulders like a knife show beautiful and graceful lines. It's just her slim 'jade' back, which makes people feel that she is unfathomable, showing off the strange beauty of the dust.

The afterglow of the setting sun finally disappeared in the distance outside the temple, and a little light on the Buddha platform □ became the only light in this dark world, reflecting Shi Qingxuan even more lonely and detached, unfathomable. The sound of cicadas singing and chirping insects fills the space outside the temple, which is both full and ethereal, and there is an indescribable rhythm hidden in the chaos, which makes the dark night of the deserted temple full of vitality.

A strange sound sounded outside the temple.

At first hearing, it seemed to be the sound of a baby crying, and then it turned into a miserable cry of a 'woman'. With this quiet and desolate ancient temple, even if you know that someone is 'messing' ghosts, it will make people have a 'hairy' reaction.

Shi Qingxuan turned a deaf ear, still in such an elegant and calm manner. Dugu Feng frowned slightly, this level of sound skill could not affect her, but this voice was too ugly. If it weren't for the purpose of luring these guys over and killing them all, Dugu Feng really wanted to simply go out and cut down Jinhuan Zhen with a sword.

The magic sound outside changed again, from front to back, left to right, fluctuating, into a square concentrated outside the temple 'gate',

And it becomes more and more high-pitched and ugly, becoming a ghost chirping ghost, if the concentration is a little weaker, it is strange not to cover your ears and tremble. It's like suddenly arriving at the Shura Underworld, thousands of tragic ghosts are coming to ask for your life, phantoms and buildings, and the murderous implication.

"It's noisy!" Dugu Feng snorted coldly, simply stood up, and prepared to give Jin Huanzhen a ruthless blow.

Shi Qingxuan sighed faintly again, took out the Tianzhu flute, and put it on the side of the □. A clear sound, as if rising slowly in the distance of the horizon, then remaining at that untouchable distance, pulsating with life, no matter how twisted and terrifying the ghost's chirp becomes, piercing and harsh, □ the sky and the earth, as if it could drown anyone in a terrifying 'wave' that could drown anyone and suffocate. However, the notes played by Shi Qingxuan are like a small flat boat that will never sink, sometimes although it is thrown away by the huge 'waves' like a wall, but in the end it can always wander peacefully.

The sound of the flute is becoming more and more agile and fast, as if it will take you crazy for thousands of miles in one breath; The sound 'color' is ever-changing, staggered, and the rhyme is constantly enhanced and expanded, filling with indescribable continuous cohesion, tension and appeal. The chirping ghost kept subsiding, until it fell completely silent, and only the dizzying sound of the flute that gently filled the heavens and the earth remained.

The sound of the flute stopped.

Shi Qingxuan said lightly: "Now that the distinguished guests are here, why don't you enter the temple to meet, Shi Zhixuan and Bixiuxin's 'daughter' Shi Qingxuan are here to wait for the four seniors." ”

The wind is blowing.

The lights went out.

The strange and sharp whistling sound and the series of energetic 'clashes' were like muffled thunder.

A cold arc of light flashed in the darkness.

Then all the sounds of the 'hand-to-hand' faded as abruptly as they had happened suddenly.

The lights came back on. Shi Qingxuan still stood with the Buddha in front of her, her beautiful eyes fell on the only point of □ fire in the space of the huge Buddha hall, and the red light of 'Meng' and 'Meng' seemed to merge with her into an inseparable whole.

On the other side, near the "door" is the "Mei Niangzi" Jin Huanzhen, at this time the cloak is scattered, the face is pale, the back is against the temple "door", all rely on the support of the temple "door" to not fall.

Shi Qingxuan said softly: "The Sect Master of Shicai Jin has been injured by my Xiao Yin, and it is a pity that he still has to make a strong move!" Alas!. ”

Jin Huan's real face was as pale as paper, his eyes stared at Dugu Feng deadly, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is she?" ”

Shi Qingxuan didn't answer her, but said lightly: "Sect Master Jin has gone all the way!" ”

Jin Huan really 'revealed' an unwilling look, but his eyes gradually drifted, and finally his head was crooked, and he died of anger. Please keep in mind the URL, if you like "I am Dugu Feng of the Tang Dynasty" written by the Hidden Immortal