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Guo Jing, an iron man, has not shed tears for more than ten years, but at this time, the five gods were burning, but he couldn't hold back anymore, he was moved, and said, "Master"

This forty-year-old battlefield handsome, with iron-blooded wrinkles like knife carvings on his forehead, cried like a child.

Cry.

Wails!

Hong Qigong's face was like gold paper, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop bleeding, he firmly held Guo Jing's hand, his eyes lit up, and said, "I really want to eat the roast chicken made by Rong'er again."

Before he finished speaking, Qigong looked up at the sky, his white beard was like snow, moving with the breeze, but his qi had been cut off.

Guo Jing finally roared angrily, this was a long howl from the depths of his soul at the bottom of his heart!

Hong Qigong is not just a master for him, the two have a deep relationship, more than father and son, Qigong died in the hands of others, how could Guo Jing not take revenge?

At this time, he didn't even think much about it, put down Hong Qigong's body, swept up, and fought with Xi Kunlun. Huang Yaoshi is naturally quite a long whistle, and the sword shadow is endless, but he is absolutely on the same level as Xiao Qian, the master of the Black Water.

Several people fought and galloped, all the way to thirty miles below Fancheng.

Xi Kunlun, the Red Sun Dharma King and Xiao Qianjue faced Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing.

Fighting and plundering, the wind of the fight is dusty, and the winner and loser are already outside a thousand moves.

By the time he was outside the thousands, Huang Yaoshi was already full of blood and blood, even if he was a Xuangong thaumaturgy, he was suddenly unable to perform it.

The three of Xi Kunlun were all the same heavy hand, and the artifact stunts of the Heavenly Punishment Sword, the Heavenly Blade, and the Immortal Seal fell to Guo Jing again, intending to do it all with one blow.

"It's good to come!"

Guo Jing roared like a dragon, his body has been steaming white vapor like smoke, his skill is as deep as the abyssal sea, between a breath and a breath, the internal force will flow from Zhou Tian, and it can be endless, at the moment his feet have been deeply rooted in the ground, and he has a palm in his left hand "Kanglong has regrets", and a palm in his right hand "Kongming Fist", masculine and feminine palm power are intertwined, and the heavenly punishment of Xi Kunlun and Xiao Qian's heavenly object blade halberd have been intercepted.

Thundered!

The skill of several people has reached the point of incredible, between the gestures and the intersection of fists and palms, there is an unparalleled energy, just like the rolling thunder buzzing, breaking the ancient trees that have been hit!

The three of Xi Kunlun only used their weak strength to avoid it, wandering around their bodies, consciously wanting to separate Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing, and waiting for Guo Jing's two golden dragon palms to dissipate in the air, they were already full of energy, slowed down, and broke away from the battle group for dozens of zhang......

"Silly boy, you've been tricked."

Huang Yaoshi's eyes were like torches, he smiled, walked the nine palaces, the horizontal flute was like a sword, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, a green shirt was extremely chic, flashing out of thin air, Lingyi inexplicably let go of the three of them.

The three of Xi Kunlun didn't say much, this was a rare moment to create a fighter, and it was useless to talk about it, only a thunderous blow was real.

The three of them used their own means, and attacked Huang Yaoshi in unison, blocking the attack and defense of the two of them.

Xi Kunlun sighed: "The East Evil is worthy of being the East Evil, if it weren't for the opposite position, we must be friends who have no rebellion." ”

Huang Yaoshi sneered: "Who is friends with your muddy Mengyuan puppy, Huang can't climb high." ”

"In that case, kill Guo Jing!"

Xi Kunlun is a clever person, and sure enough, there are very few people in the world who can keep up.

He is well versed in the art of war, "make good use of soldiers, and take fiction as reality; Those who are good at destroying the enemy, take the real as the virtual", it seems that Huang Yaoshi will fight to the death with all his might, as long as Guo Jing is asked to care about the chaos, with Guo Jing's Xuangong to protect the body, compared with Huang Yaoshi, he is more majestic and powerful, and Huang Yaoshi picks up and fills in the gaps for him, which complements each other.

Only by killing Guo Jing can it be regarded as a great achievement, drawing a successful end to tonight's "killing the commander" operation.

On the thickness of the foundation, Huang Yaoshi suffered a loss of years, and he was not as good as Guo Jing, only saying that he was clever and clever against the enemy, and Guo Jing's martial arts practice for decades may not be comparable to Huang Yaoshi.

"Is it true to be real, and real to be false?"

Huang Yaoshi saw through the purpose of the three people, but he also knew that Guo Jing had to be chaotic, and caring was chaotic.

As long as you care about each other, you will definitely think a little more about each other, and it will definitely be messy!

chaos is equivalent to giving them a chance to kill.

In the northwest corner of the crowd, the sound of soldiers came from the front.

At this moment, the three of them rose again, turned their blades, and attacked Guo Jing together.

The immortal seal is like a god, towering like the top of the red sun, which cannot be resisted.

The blade of the heavenly object turned into a cold saw, stood with both palms, slashed the void, and went down from the shoulder, to cut Guo Jing in two.

The three of them broke the mutual aid between Guo Jing and Huang Yaoshi, Xiao Qianjue and the Red Sun Dharma King were the first to shoot, and then a burst of purple lightning pierced the sky, and a bottom-up pick wanted to stab Guo Jing on the blade of the sword!

Guo Jing's face is gloomy, when the battle of these three peerless masters can survive to this day, it is already a miracle.

He mustered up the spirit that was already a little slack, and he shook his palm, and was about to shake the three of them away.

Huang Yaoshi suddenly stepped on the gossip steps, went straight into the middle palace, pressed Guo Jing's shoulder with one hand, and threw Guo Jing to the place where the soldiers were at the edge of the army.

Guo Jing roared desolately: "Father-in-law! ”

Huang Yaoshi's low and long howl condensed in his ears, and the sound shook like thunder: "Silly boy, the overall situation is important. If you don't go, I won't forgive you if I die! ”

The three of Xi Kunlun have already achieved the killing momentum, and there is no way to turn around.

Guo Jing's body was like a cloud driving the mist, watching Huang Yaoshi take off the human skin mask, roaring like a madman, his left hand was like a sword, breaking the palm of the red sun, and his right hand pressed the jade flute, sinking the sword, which could be pointed at the tip of the Heavenly Punishment Purple Electric Sword in West Kunlun.

The jade flute is cracked.

Xiao Qianjue has already reached the peak of the momentum of the Heavenly Blade, and with a movement of his wrist, the knife momentum of Leng Yansaw's sword has changed, and it has been changed to an overlord ~ gun, and a shot has been squeezed into Huang Yaoshi's chest!

The peach blossom shadow falls and flies the sword, and the blue sea tide is born according to the jade flute.

A generation of male lords is also one of the five unique Eastern Evils, and he passed away with a long roar!

exchanged his life for Guo Jing's life.

Guo Jing shed blood and tears and swept dozens of feet, how was the King of the Red Sun willing to take a break, his eyes flashed red, even if he was in the tens of millions of troops, he had to kill Guo Jing.

Xiao Qianjue sighed with his hand: "Among the Song people, there are not a few people who are heroic and bloody, first there is a dragon entering the sea, and then there is Huang Yaoshi who knows about the festival, after tonight, I am afraid that there will be no such person, and let Guo Jing die." ”

The status of the Black Water Sect Master, Ling Ranren, is obviously not under the Red Sun Law King, the corner of the Red Sun Law King's mouth twitched~ Move, thinking that if the Black Water Grandmaster didn't do it, the possibility of killing Guo Jing by himself was almost zero, so he only chuckled and said: "I'm afraid that the dragon will return to the sea, and the tiger will be released into the mountains, and I won't be able to kill it in the future." ”

"What's the good of killing this man?"

Xi Kunlun suddenly showed a blank look on the ground, sighed, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked back at Fancheng deeply, at this time, the gray sky had a little light rising in the east.

At this moment, there seemed to be an eagle falcon roaring in the dark sky, as big as a black spot, coming extremely fast, whistling down, and landing on Xi Kunlun's shoulder. Xi Kunlun frowned and took out a small bamboo tube from his ankle, pulled out ~ a small note hidden in it, only glanced at it, his face changed sharply, and blurted out, saying; "The Song people's hundred-man array attacked the Chinese army, and the Great Khan Meng Ge died!?"

Xiao Qianjue raised his eyebrows and said, "This is impossible?" ”

The Red Sun Dharma King also had muscle tremors on his face, and said: "If I am not mistaken, the Chinese army is still in the Great Array, and the two Dharma Kings of the secret lineage of Ba Sipa and me are in charge, and it is simply impossible to assassinate the Great Khan, it is impossible, is the news wrong!?"

Xi Kunlun frowned and pondered, and said coldly: "I hope this is fake news, but do you think Generalissimo Boyan will spread false news?" ”

The Red Sun Dharma King was in a cold sweat ~ Shui , he was unswervingly on Meng Ge's side, and when he thought of the chaos of Meng Yuan after Meng Ge's death, his heart suddenly jumped.

Xiao Qianjue said coldly: "The matter here should not be delayed any longer, tonight's battle, killing so many grandmasters and masters in the Southern Song Dynasty is not in vain!" ”

Xi Kunlun regretfully looked at Guo Jing, who was seriously injured in the army, and said complicatedly: "Although the martial arts of the Southern Song Dynasty were destroyed in a battle, and the five absolute deaths were all killed, but our Meng Yuan lost the lord of the country, which is more important, it goes without saying, if there is a chance, I really want to meet with the madman who attacked the Chinese army." ”

The Red Sun Dharma King said: "Your Excellency Xi Kunlun~ As the head of several families, even the secret of the secret line of kung fu is not much worse than me, in terms of martial arts, I think you can afford to be the first in the world." ”

This person was flattering, and Xiao Qianjue only smiled coldly.

"I don't know if I punished this person on behalf of heaven and beheaded this person under the sword, or if this person used that amazing shot to take my life, and I didn't move my hand, and the victory or defeat should not be taken lightly."

Xi Kunlun's eyes were deep, staring at the night sky, shaking his head and sighing: "Tonight's matter, I won the game of the rivers and lakes, but he won the complete overall situation, in terms of vision and bearing, I have lost." ”

Among the five uniques of the Central Plains of the older generation, Hong Qigong died under the Heavenly Punishment Sword, and Huang Yaoshi also died under the blade of the heavenly objects that surged all over the world in the black water.

At this time, the master of a lamp has also run out of oil.

He sat alone in the snow, the wind could not blow, and he only wanted to use the profound Dharma to influence the monk of mercy, but the monk of mercy and grace clearly used the secret spiritual secret technique for Xi Kunlun to disturb his mind and cause his ferocity.

A lamp carried him for dozens of miles, but he rushed through his own pass, and his backhand split under the ribs of a lamp!

The mortal body of the master of a lamp, although he has a mysterious skill, is also limited by age, and gradually decays, not to mention the appearance of King Kong, how can he stand this fierce and domineering iron palm magic skill that is not under the eighteen palms of the dragon.

Master Yideng coughed up a small mouthful of blood, but said softly: "Ci'en, wake up!" ”

"I'm very sober, I won't kill Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and I will not give up!"

The fierce light in the eyes of the monk of mercy and grace was blazing, and his palms were like gold and iron, and he slapped thirteen palms in a row, each palm had the power of opening mountains and cracking stones, which was like a mountain and a sea.

The master of a lamp put his hands together, and received the thirteen palms, and then he withdrew his hands and stood still, panting like a cow, looking at the master of a lamp sitting on the snow, the colorful and dazzling blood stains on the snow, and then looked at the palms in disbelief, trembling all over, plopping, kneeling on the ground, and crying.

The kung fu of this iron palm, in terms of keeping strength and controlling strength, is naturally not as good as the eighteen palms of the dragon, but in terms of the strength of the strong, the iron palm skill is not under the eighteen palms of the dragon.

It's just that the master of a lamp has cultivated his innate skills to the extreme after all, although the internal organs of the five organs are shocked by the iron palm kung fu of mercy, the internal force is endless, and he can still support the speech, it is already a creation, and I still want to reason with him, but when the words come to my heart, I have no strength, only a tired voice and indescribable compassion: "Mercy, it is easy to pick up the butcher's knife in your hand, but it is difficult to put it down." ”

No matter how deep his skills are, he can't resist the invasion of his iron palm, the meridians have been cracked, and he has no skills to return to the sky, so he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and when he said a word, his vitality was dispersed a little.

"Master, you have lied to me for more than ten years. said to put down the butcher knife, since once I picked it up, even the master was killed, and I made mistakes again and again, so I simply didn't do it, didn't stop, and didn't look back, so I went to kill Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and it was in my heart! ”

Ci'en raised his eyebrows, his heart was entangled with demons, he fell into his own world, and he couldn't even pull out the sound of a lamp, he hadn't killed much over the years, but in the past, he was the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, and the fire between the gangs in the rivers and lakes was not trivial. There are no calculations to kill under the iron palm, and there are more than a thousand people who die directly or indirectly in his hands.

Such a person is a hero with a strong sense of self, and he has demonic thoughts by nature, and it is extremely difficult to be swayed by others. It's like a tyrant in the wind and clouds, that's it, although Qiu Qianren is not enough, but the demonic nature in his heart is not so easy to resolve, the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha has been in the Condor for decades, and he has been doing it several times, and it can be regarded as meeting Yang Guo, and it is a coincidental and clever solution.

But today, he doesn't know what stimulated him, and if you tell him to let go of his ego, don't do this, the more he has to hold on to it.

It is said that the Buddha Qi of compassion is more and more powerful, and it is simply a monstrous murderous aura that is so thick that it is like a substance.

For the first time, Master Yideng wavered in his belief in the goodness of the people's hearts, the sea of suffering is endless, turning back is the shore, my Buddha is merciful, and you will become a Buddha.

Can you really be able to overcome the kindness of demons?

A generation of emperor monks, clasped their hands together, and compassionately whispered "Amitabha!" ”

This night slept with bloody hands, and the old monk Wei Wei was snowy.

Qiu Qianren stood on the ground, watching as a sudden little bit of snow goose feathers fell on the head and shoulders of Master Yideng

Since it is a demonic obsession, but after all, he still thinks of the friendship of the master of a lamp to his practice, his iron palm is very easy to break, after the edification of Buddhism, it is obviously another chance to create, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the peak, at this time Qiu Qianren was stunned for a while, and lifted his palms, his hands were as hard as steel, and he kept digging on the ground. The engraving of one finger and one painting: The master of a lamp is buried here - not a mercy in vain.

Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, died more than ten years ago, and he is only a Buddha and a benevolent monk who does not become a demon himself. (To be continued.) )