Chapter 227: Six-Vein Divine Sword, Try the Knife Small

Whether Ye Feng answered, he had learned Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, or other martial arts, Xuan Difficulty, Xuan Pain and others, they would all be solemn.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng only smiled slightly and did not answer.

This made Xuan Nan, Xuan Pain and others puzzled, and secretly said in their hearts: Could it be that the rumors are wrong, and he will not fight the stars? And you don't want to show weakness, that's why so? After thinking about it, I felt more and more that I was right.

Thinking that the person in front of him is only about twenty-five years old, how can he train the Dou Zhuan Star to Cheng DΓΉ, who is against Murong Fu?

Xuan Yan took out a post from his bosom, handed it to Ye Feng, folded his hands, and said, "Ye Shi's master is first-class in character and appearance. Martial arts cultivation is even more remarkable. If you have time, you can also look forward to the Double Ninth Festival in early September and go to the temple. ”

Ye Feng opened the invitation and smiled.

I saw that the invitation read: "Shaolin Temple abbot Xuan Ci, Heshi respectfully invites the heroes of the world, in early September, the ninth Double Ninth Festival, to Songshan Shaolin Temple with joy, a wide range of good fate, and to see the Gusu Murong family, 'with the other way, but also the other body' style." ”

On the ninth day of the ninth month, it was the time that he agreed with Murong Fu.

Although the appointment time with Xiao Feng is slightly different. But several important clues were all wiped out by themselves in advance, and Monk Zhiguang and others would rather die than say who the leading brother was, and Xiao Feng probably couldn't know who the leading brother's surname was. Revenge-hearted, he will not miss this grand event.

Originally, he also asked Murong Fu to form a bond with Shaolin, but he didn't expect that Shaolin had already found trouble with Gusu Murong in advance, and posted a hero post to invite fellow martial artists. Qi on Shaolin.

Murong Bo. How stupid.

Glanced at the invitation. Ye Feng said with a smile: "I love to join in the fun, on the ninth day of September, I will definitely visit Shaolin Temple." ”

Xuan Nan clasped his hands together and thanked him.

As he was talking, suddenly two big men slowly walked into the pavilion, and the two of them didn't speak, and directly took out two invitations. One was handed to the Shaolin monk, and the other was handed to Ye Feng.

I saw that the invitation card read: "Su Xinghe invited the world's talents who are proficient in chess to come to Henan Drum Mountain to play chess." Su Xinghe kept watch quietly day and night. ”

Ye Feng smiled at Xuan and said: "Master, since we have arrived at Drum Mountain, let's go directly, and you can send a few more hero posts." ”

Xuan Nan said: "That's exactly what it means." ”

The two groups then rushed to the place where they were playing chess. After walking for another half hour, everyone finally arrived at their destination.

The four wicked people in the world and the four great generals of the Murong clan were all beheaded by Ye Feng under the sword, which was a real beheading. Gu Mozhi's cultivation was abolished, and he had an epiphany. Abandoning martial arts and returning to Buddha is a "virtual" beheading.

Originally, these people were all important tricks in the Zhenlong chess game. But because of himself, he was out early, but what he didn't expect was that there were more people in Drum Mountain, crowded and crowded.

Sure enough, there will never be a shortage of heroes in this river and lake, and no one can be rotated, at most they will be green and lonely.

Among this group of people, Ye Feng met many old acquaintances, including Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan, Duan Yu, Mu Wanqing on the other side, and the four guards of the Dali Palace.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

Although Ye Feng thought that he had done a great good deed, Duan Yu definitely didn't think so, as soon as he saw Ye Feng, his eyes widened, a little surprised, but more hateful: "It's you again?!" ”

Ye Feng exaggerated: "Don't! Don't read it with such affectionate eyes, otherwise Miss Mu will be jealous, and once a woman is jealous, the consequences will be unimaginable. I was young, chic and rich, and I didn't want to die so early. ”

Poof, someone chuckled.

Mu Wan glanced at Ye Feng innocently and said, "It's going to talk nonsense!" As she spoke, she also pulled Duan Yu's sleeve to tell him not to get too excited.

Duan Yu has a temper, if he is not stubborn, once he is stubborn, ten cows will not be able to pull it back. What's more, Duan Yanqing was indeed killed by Ye Feng. No matter what Duan Yanqing is, blood is thicker than water, after all, he is his own father.

In this regard, the two really have a grudge that has to be said.

Ye Feng smiled: "Why are you so fierce, I am your great benefactor with Miss Mu, even if you are not grateful, you should be a little polite, right?" ”

Duan Yu snorted and turned his head.

Although Murong Fu didn't speak, he arched his hand at Ye Feng. Although the four generals have died, Wang Yuyan still does not leave and accompanies him.

Looking at the faint blood mark on his neck, it was obvious that he had challenged Zhenlong's chess game, and ended in failure, almost committing suicide. If it was as expected, it was still Duan Yu who used the Six-Vein Divine Sword to save him.

As the first seat of the Dharma Academy of Songshan Shaolin Temple, Xuan Nan has a prominent status, and he can be present, Su Xinghe was very happy, and the two exchanged pleasantries for a while. When Xuan Nan learned Murong Fu's identity, he was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed, took out the hero post, and gave it to Murong Fu.

Murong Fu gladly accepted, and glanced at Ye Feng meaningfully.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, and said secretly in his heart: You are not negotiable, Sao Nian, don't be too young.

Su Xinghe roughly explained the failure of Duan Yu and Murong Fu to solve the Zhenlong chess game, and asked if anyone had come up with a way to crack it. After a long time, there was still no answer, and Ye Feng was just about to get up.

At this moment, a sneer came: "Why bother to give up your life in vain?" The mechanism laid by this old thief was originally used to torture and kill people, but I don't think anyone who has long eyes and dares to stand up? ”

Ye Feng smiled.

The speaker was an old man with silver hair, his face was as smooth as jade, fluttering, and he had the spirit of a grandmaster.

As soon as his words fell, a group of disciples behind him immediately shouted loudly.

"The old immortal of the stars, the magic power is boundless, the magic is overwhelming, and the Central Plains is unified!"

"What do you mean by unifying the Central Plains? Our master, with one breath, you can easily knock everyone down, what 'North Qiao Feng, South Murong', and that bullshit Ye Immortal Demon is not even worthy of lifting shoes for our master! ”

Hearing such shameless words, the old man not only did not feel the slightest shame, but his face was full of enjoyment, as if he had beaten the immortals.

Dare to ask the fourteen martial arts of the Jin family, and even the entire history of martial arts, who else can be so ashamed but proud, except for that wonderful star faction? And as a sect master, who never gets tired of listening to this sycophancy, except for Ding Chunqiu, who can there be?

Looking behind him again, eight people in extraordinary clothes were all restrained. Yes, presumably these eight people are Hangu Bayou, Su Xinghe's apprentice, and the most famous is the "enemy of Hades" Xue Muhua, one of the four great miracle doctors written by Jin Yong.

Ye Feng thought about it again, and then figured it out, these eight people came from afar, and just wanted to rest in the pavilion, but they were caught by Ding Chunqiu in one fell swoop and brought here.

Why did Ding Chunqiu do this? The ghost only knew that the plot of Tianlong had collapsed, how could Ye Feng guess it.

Obviously, everyone present knew Ding Chunqiu's identity.

Although they all felt that his words were arrogant, and there was a hint of threat in his words, no one really stood up again, afraid that Ding Chunqiu was on the one hand, and he couldn't solve the Zhenlong chess game with all his mind, but it was the other side.

Su Xinghe sighed heavily and muttered, "Providence is like this...... Could this really be providential? His expression was very gloomy.

Ding Chunqiu sneered: "What bullshit providence, I just know that you violated the oath of the year, and today is your death." ”

At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly stood up and said slowly, "Maybe I can try it." ”

Ding Chunqiu said angrily: "Which rabbit cub is talking?!" ”

Ye Feng smiled slightly: "Your uncle." ”

When Su Xinghe saw Ye Feng's handsome appearance, he was even more dashing, and immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Good, good, good!" You're a good fit, you're a good fit! ”

As for what you are very suitable for, others are very confused, and always feel that he has only said half of what he said, not only can not guess, but also cannot guess.

As soon as Ye Feng stood up, Duan Yu, Murong Fu and the others smiled bitterly, and said in their hearts: He is really a restless master, he is everywhere, and he has to intervene in everything.

The people who didn't know Ye Feng's identity at the scene were in an uproar at first, then guessed Ye Feng's identity, and finally regretted it, and their hearts were full of general thoughts: seeing that he was alone and young, he dared to go against the old monster of the stars, and the end would be very miserable.

Ding Chunqiu's eyes narrowed, staring at Ye Feng, looking up and down, and secretly guessing Ye Feng's identity in his heart, and guessing whose power he had, he sneered and said, "At a young age, you have courage and courage!" Hurry up and report the name, my subordinates will not kill the nameless! ”

The disciple of the Nakshatra Sect immediately shouted: "Stinky boy, I advise you to surrender quickly, obediently kowtow to our master nine times, and place it under his old man's door, maybe there is still a chance to live, otherwise you will soon become a dead man!" ”

"Bah, nine rings?! He is very rebellious, how can he do it with nine rings? At least a thousand rings, no! It's 10,000 ringheads! ”

"I'm baba, you said that this kid is rebellious, hmph, dare to be disrespectful to our master, can he still live...... I advise you to kill yourself quickly, as soon as the master and his old man make a move, you can't die even if you want to. ”

The sound of flattery, the sound of whiskers and horses, is endless.

Ding Chunqiu stroked his beard, his face full of smiles.

Ye Feng frowned, and said coldly: "You guys are really noisy, all of them will die for me!" Remember, in the next life, you must be mute and live longer. ”

When the words fell, he didn't move, and slammed the sword into the ground, the scabbard was a foot into the ground, and then both hands came out, the right hand stretched out the middle finger and index finger, and the left hand stretched out the little finger.

It is the Shangyang Sword, Zhongchong Sword, and Shaoze Sword in the Six Veins Divine Sword!

Ding Chunqiu shouted: "What kind of swordsmanship is this?!" First, with a wave of his hand, his palm breath roared out, and then his body suddenly flashed to the left, which was able to avoid the sword that attacked him.

Duan Yu also lost his voice and said, "Six-vein Divine Sword!" ”

As soon as Ding Chunqiu dodged away, the group of Xingzhu Sect disciples behind him all suffered, but whoever was swept by the sword light was like chopping melons and vegetables, and there were not a few people who broke their arms and legs, and their heads were separated.

Even though the sword qi was sharp, what was more shocking than the sword qi was the arms, broken legs, and heads flying together, and blood splashing everywhere. (To be continued......)