The lights in the second hall were bright, and a group of people from Chai Baye and Yang Wuye were shocked, and the Leng Yu Dao Chang had already led the juniors and disciples to return empty-handed, one by one with gray faces and angry like madness. The fifth junior brother of the pen %fun %Ge www.biquge.info was injured in the knee bone, the injury was not light, and he had to rely on crutches to help him walk, and he almost fell off the tile and was thrown home in shame.

The other two chased the white horse and the dragon, and the left ear chakra of one was cracked, and the blood flowed like an infusion. The other was hit in the waist by a tile, and the injuries were neither serious nor light.

Eight pretentious Kun Lingguan masters, who didn't even see people clearly, were tricked to go crazy and injured three. Judging from the scene of the injury, it is obvious that the other party did not really kill them, but just played a trick on them. However, the veterans did not appreciate it, and they were so angry that they were like mad tigers, and they were furious like thunder, and they were full of shame and indignation. If you change the person with strong self-esteem, you should have blushed and shamed yourself, but instead they screamed and yelled. Leng Yudao's face turned blue with anger, and he gritted his teeth and slammed the table and shouted: "The puppy kills the poor Dao like this, it's hateful!" Poor Dao wants to swear to stand with him, and if he doesn't kill him, this hatred will be difficult to get rid of. Handed over to the junior brother, you will set off back to the mountain tonight, day and night, you will pass by the Ming teacher, please send the second senior brother to come quickly, and be sure to take the two puppies out and eat them alive. ”

The sixth junior brother should snort and immediately order Chai Baye to prepare the horse.

Chai Baye is not a stupid worm, he has seen that these eight arrogant old ways are unreliable, exaggerated, before they officially fought with people, three of them were injured, and they couldn't help but feel frightened in their hearts, and they panicked in their hearts, so they wanted to rush back to Pangu to avoid the limelight, and took the opportunity to say: "You Taoist leaders are unfamiliar with Yilu Town, so it's better to return to Pangu together......"

Leng Yudao Chang Ying's eyes rolled over, and said in a deep voice: "Firewood farmer, what do you mean by this?" ”

Chai Baye was taken aback, and hurriedly explained: "Don't misunderstand, Dao Chief, I'm ...... I seem to have three of them, and tonight they only came two, and the other one, maybe went to Pangu to make trouble, so ......"

"Phew! You don't bother to scheming, do you think that the poor road doesn't know your mind? Tonight, the poor road is unfamiliar, and they slipped away, you think that the poor road is vain, so you are scared in your heart, and you want to trick the poor road to leave, right? Tell you, you leave me obediently, and Poor Dao will catch those two puppies here, whether you want to or not. The cold rain chief revealed his true face, which made Chai Baye's heart chill.

Yang Wuye was even more panicked in his heart, this old Taoist is too angry, it is not easy to serve, even if he can drive away the two of Baima Youlong in the future, and Kun Lingguan will rebuild the lower courtyard in Yilu Town, and these evil Dao will sit in Yilu, the townspeople will not become fish and meat, and the old Daoists will become swordsmen? Chai Ba spent money to invite them to drive away Xu Feilong and the two, it should be the difference between master and slave, listening to the tone of the old Taoists, they turned out to be anti-guest-oriented, and their words were not inferior, which is unbearable at present, and what will happen in the future?

The more he thought about it, the more chilled he became, glanced at the people who came with him, quietly withdrew from the hall, and sneaked back to South Street without saying goodbye.

The six junior brothers rode out of the gate of Xizhen alone, it was already between the end of the two corrections, under the starlight, the official road was empty, the field was dead and silent, the grass and trees in the distance were bleak, and the wind seemed to be ghostly.

There was a faint sound of horses' hooves in the east of the town, and it seemed that a lot of people had come.

Not far ahead, Zhaoren Temple stands swarthyly beside the road, cloudy and windy, ghostly.

Lao Dao took a breath and said to himself: "Rush back to the mountain for more than three hundred miles, and you must arrive tomorrow night." Senior brother's temperament is too hot, and I am unlucky. ”

He shook the reins, clamped his legs, and the horse flew out with all four hooves.

His gaze fell on the Zhaoren Temple in front of him, and he couldn't help but shiver, and said in his heart: "If those two juniors come out to intercept, it will be tricky, I have to rush over quickly." ”

People are afraid of weakness, but art masters are bold, and they will not panic when they walk at night. This old Taoist is self-aware, unlike his senior brother Leng Yudao, who can only brag, who can do and who can't he knows in his heart, just now he was made a mess of disgrace, and he didn't even see his face clearly, so he was injured three times, and now he is lonely and unlucky, and he can't help but be weak-hearted, and he is suspicious and suspicious, so he has to drive the horse to rush hard, hoping to stay away from danger.

People who are unlucky will stuff their teeth when they drink cold water, and those who are afraid of ghosts will just run into ghosts. He rode his horse wildly, and just rushed past Zhaoren Temple, in the shadow of the ditch beside the road, he quietly swung out a long whip, impartial, just wrapped around the right front hoof of the fast horse.

The horse was caught off guard, and suddenly bent forward and fell down, "banging" two loud shocks, and fell out of the foot heavily.

The old man, who was already weak in his heart, was even more caught off guard, flew away from the carved saddle, and under a shock, flew over the horse's head and was thrown two feet away.

His art is extraordinary, but he is unprepared, he flies forward, and his body is difficult to control, but in his busy schedule, he can lift his breath and light himself in the second half of the flight, turn his body and feet to the ground, and still rush forward, unable to stop his steps.

Oh no, another long whip quietly rolled up to the bottom plate, and it came in a flash.

"Huh!" Wrapped around his two legs, the ferocious force was irresistible.

"Ouch......" he screamed, and fell forward fiercely.

The figure burst out, and the white horse and dragon jumped out of the ditch.

"To live." It was Xu Feilong's cry.

Lao Dao reacted very quickly, his body slammed down, and he immediately turned his body upwards and stretched out his hand to draw his sword. When a martial friend falls to the ground, if he can turn up. Even if the opponent is quite good at art, he does not dare to pounce on himself easily, lying on the ground to take a defensive position, and is more flexible than when standing.

However, he was not as fast as the white horse swimming dragon, and when he flew in with a kick, he hit the elbow of his sword drawn, and the kick made him scream "hey", and the man rolled to the left.

The white horse Youlong didn't give Lao Dao room to fight back, and his hands fell up, and he hit Lao Dao's right ear door with a "poof".

The old man said "um", crawled to the ground and stood still.

Xu Feilong arrived, and the belt of the old road was used as a rope. The white horse Youlong went to the injured mount and cut the reins for later use. The two skillfully tied the old way like a zongzi and carried it by Xu Feilong.

"Let's go! Give a gift to the old way. The white horse dragon shouted happily.

"This time, we have to fight with them to see if the Kun Lingguan Peerless Sect is in vain. At first we seem to overestimate these, and that's all they do. Xu Feilong said as he walked.

The white horse Youlong put the sword on his back and said with a smile: "Brother, you can't estimate the people of the Kunling Gate. I have heard the name of the cold rain leader, the name of the cold rain is only his external road name, and the real name is Hongxu. At present, there are four generations of Kun Lingguan in the world, and the order is wide, far, macro, and reach. The last four generations are called spirit, light, Tao, and righteousness, and the head of the family is the only remaining figure of the Zhengzi generation, but I heard that he is actually a disciple of the Guangzi generation, why he was promoted to the Zhengzi generation, outsiders can't know. If they had come this time from a distant generation, how could they have dealt with it so easily? I'm afraid we're not feeling good either! (To be continued.) )