Zhu Kexin saw hundreds of people kneeling on the ground, although he was flustered for a moment, he immediately calmed down, and his heart suddenly moved, why did he hang a stone plaque on it when building the main hall, whose idea was this, did he really want to leave the three words of the Flying Eagle Sect on it, impossible, absolutely impossible, why is this? I couldn't help but glance at Yuan Wu, only to see that Yuan Wu was also looking at her.

She nodded secretly and said, "Everyone, please get up, and this seat will be from what you invited." ”

The crowd cheered in unison.

Zhu Kexin came to the gatehouse, looked up for a while, took a deep breath, and flew straight towards the gatehouse. Halfway through, her body slowed down, and she swung her left palm to slap at the smooth wall, but her true qi reversed, making a trick of absorbing words, like grabbing something in the air, and her palm was attached to the wall, borrowing a vertical force, and rising far away. Without waiting for the body to pause, the right palm was performed according to the law, and the person had jumped to the big stone plaque. But she didn't jump on the stone plaque, but drew her long sword with her backhand and slashed at the stone plaque.

But listening to the snort, a flying word has been written.

Out of thin air, she was powerless, and in an instant, her body was about to fall down again, and she immediately slapped her left palm obliquely to stop the fall, and the second big eagle character was written again.

Then he clapped his hand again, but this time it was far away from the stone plaque, almost a zhang, the long sword waved, and a move of virtue was used, and the tip of the sword suddenly spit out a white sword as long as a zhang, and the wrist trembled, and in the sound of breaking the stone, the last word of teaching appeared again.

The long sword was sheathed, his body fell, and he slapped two palms at the wall, and Ran Ran landed on the ground.

The hall was on the highest part of the mountain, and hundreds of people stood in front of it, looking up. I saw her flying against the wind, standing with nothingness, in the blink of an eye, the three big characters of the Flying Eagle Sect were written out like a silver hook on the boulder, although the handwriting was slightly beautiful, but it did not lose the plump and handsome, the momentum opened, and the sense of smoothness and vigor.

Everyone has seen this kung fu before, no matter how high the martial arts are, she always has to take advantage of the situation, but she is like a fairy, volleying against the wind, Tingting curling, leisurely, under the background of the moonlight, more like a fairy dancing, Chang'e makes a shadow, no longer in the world.

waited for her to fall for a long time, and everyone's mouths were wide open. Suddenly, a "good" came from the crowd, and everyone cheered in unison, praised loudly, and even more people bowed to the ground and bowed to Mobai.

Zhu Kexinlu's kung fu is far better than slashing money and Fang on the main hall, if everyone hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have dreamed that there would be such kung fu in the world.

In the cheers of everyone, Zhu Kexin looked back at the plaque, only to see that under the reflection of the moonlight, the three words of the Flying Eagle Sect were clear and clear, one stroke at a time, the sky was powerful, and between the openings, there was great momentum, it didn't seem to be written by himself, he couldn't help but exhale, and at the same time, he was quite surprised, how to write these three words so well tonight?

But she didn't know that calligraphy also pays attention to the way of luck. Today, the Flying Eagle Sect was established, everyone admired her, feared her like a god, and added the total annihilation of Liu Changfeng and his gang, she naturally gave birth to a pride that swallowed mountains and rivers, and she faintly guessed Yuan Wu's intention to leave a plaque, and even aroused a sense of arrogance in her heart, so when she was writing with a sword, she was majestic and wanton, and wrote three big characters that even she herself couldn't believe. These are also the best three words she has ever written in her life, if it weren't for the situation, she would not be able to write such three words in her life.

Of course, these three words are much worse than the famous Confucian, calligraphy, and even Liu Ruzhai back then, but for these martial arts heroes who add blood to the knife, they are famous and skillful.

Zhu Kexin looked at it, very satisfied, and couldn't help but look at Yuan Wu. I saw that Yuan Wu was also praising loudly, but his face was blank and there was no joy at all.

Suddenly, above the northwest sky, another firework was lit up, shaped like a pagoda, and then a firework was also lit up by the Taihu Lake. When everyone saw it, the cheers stopped, and they looked at Zhu Kexin and listened to her.

Yuan Wu took a step forward, bowed down and said, "Sect Master, the enemy's reinforcements are coming in a steady stream, we can't trust us anymore, we must annihilate a group by this lake as soon as possible." ”

Zheng Anping also said: "Hall Master Yuan is right, we must take the lead and annihilate this gang, we can't sit back and wait for them to be powerful and miss the opportunity." With the power of our Flying Eagle Sect, it is not enough to compete with the martial arts factions. ”

Zhu Kexin nodded and said: "Master Yuan, send an order to each hall, each team is a team, go down the mountain and out of the lake, the sooner the better, and catch him off guard." Don't leave anyone here, burn everything you can. "A large number of people are coming, and they are bound to take a look at this island, so they simply leave no one and nothing left.

Yuan Wu didn't expect Zhu Kexin to be so ruthless and decisive, and he was even more secretly afraid, and responded loudly: "Follow the orders of the sect master." He turned around and ordered each hall to run down the mountain, leaving more than ten people to deal with the aftermath.

When they came to the middle of the lake, they couldn't help but curse loudly when they saw that the fire was blazing on the top of the mountain, and the houses and buildings that had been built for several days were all destroyed in the fire. Zhou Shimeng was even more violent.

After burning for a long time, the big hall is standing majestically, the gatehouse is towering, and the big stone plaque can still be seen, but the three words of the Flying Eagle Sect are not clear.

Under the moonlight, ships of all sizes sailed forward, and in a short time they reached the shore. The crowd jumped ashore, divided into several shares, and ran towards the place where the fireworks were in place.

Zhu Kexin, accompanied by Zhou Wei, the owner of the White Tiger Hall, walked all the way.

Everyone crossed the two hills, but no one was seen, and they were wondering, Zhou Wei said: "Isn't it a mystery to set up a suspicious array?" At this time, Yuan Wu rushed over from the east with the people of the Genius Hall, and there was no one.

The two congregations gathered together and waited for the remaining five congregations. After a short time, the Talent Hall, the Dicai Hall, the Vermilion Bird Hall, and the Qinglong Hall were all there, and Zheng Anping's Xuanwu Hall was missing. After waiting for a long time, everyone was very surprised. Xuanwu Tang went to the northwest.

Zhu Kexin said: "I'll take a look." ”

Everyone said: "How can the sect master go to such a trivial matter?"

Zheng Anping had the grace of saving her life with Zhu Kexin, Zhu Kexin was anxious, so she only listened to her: "I'll go." Before a word was spoken, the man had disappeared into the night.

Zhu Kexin ran forward for only four or five miles, and then heard the sound of killing in front of him, and immediately released fireworks to report to Yuan Wu and others, but at the same time, he secretly wondered in his heart, since Xuanwutang had encountered an enemy, why didn't he warn everyone.

Soon after her fireworks were released, Yuan Wu responded accordingly. Unexpectedly, Yuan Wu's fireworks had just been lit, and a firework shaped like a jade rabbit also rose at the place of the hissing sound, and then a fireworks shaped like a dragon rose a few miles away.

Zhu Kexin ran faster and faster.

Within a mile of the road, I saw a hillside, in the shadows, dozens of people were fighting fiercely. Zhu Kexin let out a long roar, drew his sword and rushed into the crowd.

One of them was overjoyed, "The leader has arrived." It was Zheng Anping's voice.

The moonlight is very bright, today is the day of the great joy of the establishment of the Flying Eagle Sect, except for Zhu Kexin, everyone is wearing a dark shirt embroidered with the Flying Eagle, although Zhu Kexin does not recognize the sect, but the enemy and the enemy are very easy to distinguish, in the sound of Jiao, two people have fallen to the ground.