There was silence all around, although there were many people coming, but these two people were obviously first-class figures in the Northwest Martial Arts, and not too many people dared to openly oppose them. Martial arts is only one aspect, not to mention, these two have an excellent reputation and occupy the moral high ground all the time.

When Ye Feng heard this, he was stunned.

He finally understood, and he was still thinking about why this group of people didn't do anything when they came, and thought that they were discussing some conspiracy and tricks, and dared to treat themselves as fat sheep one by one. In their eyes, they are simply a turtle in an urn, and what they are worried about is not whether they can kill themselves, but who will kill them!

That's half of Wanmatang's wealth, and if you get it, you won't be able to use it up in the second half of your life, or even three lifetimes, which one won't be blushing?

They didn't take their nobody in their eyes at all, what they were really worried about was that when they were fighting, they fell into the plot of others, and they were worried about the tragedy of the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches.

Although no one spoke, the others either sneered or dismissed.

"Hehe......" I suddenly heard three yin and yang sneers from the top of the building.

Jiang Shaoqiu's face sank, and he said coldly: "Which gutless rat, get out of here!" ”

"Hahaha...... Your grandfather is here too! I heard a loud bang, and a burly monk with a hideous face broke through the roof of the building and descended. The shape is like a flower monk Lu Zhishen, a pole two meters long, weighing sixty-three pounds of demon Zen staff, tiger and tiger, terrifying.

Someone at the scene suddenly recognized him, his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "Crazy monk! ”

This person is not an outsider, it is the mad monk of the Central Plains underworld that has frightened countless people, born in Shaolin, at the age of thirty, he was successful in learning and art, because he could not bear the rules and precepts of Shaolin, so he betrayed Shaolin, and killed thirteen Shaolin monks in a row, even his own master did not let go. Then he raped and killed 38 Huanghua girls one after another, which caused the Central Plains Wulin to be furious, and he assassinated him with Shaolin as the leader, but he still escaped. disappeared from the Central Plains Martial Arts three years ago, and no one expected him to come to the Northwest Wilderness. Today, his original Dharma name is not mentioned much, and he is only called "mad monk".

Jiang Shaoqiu and Wei Ru were also shocked, but they didn't expect Ma Kongqun to force out this street rat that everyone shouted and beat with a reward for assassination.

Boom!!

With a muffled sound, the Demon Zen Staff slammed into the wooden plank, blasting out a hole, and the energy soared, and the sawdust flew sideways.

The mad monk glared at Jiang Shaoqiu and Wei Ru, and said, "You two turtle grandsons, and your mother was invited by Ma Kongqun, there are so many people at the scene, which one is not?" ”

Jiang Shaoqiu and Wei Ru looked at each other.

The relationship between the two was very good, and after receiving a reward for Ma Kongqun's assassination, they made an appointment to go together. Both of them are considered first-class masters of the Northwest martial arts, but if they act alone, they will still worry about accidents, so they make a covenant to advance and retreat together.

If a single person faces a mad monk, there is no certainty, but if the two join forces, the winning rate is five or five.

Jiang Shaoqiu snorted coldly and said, "You crazy monk, the crime is monstrous, and the Central Plains Martial Arts has a lot of rewards for you!" Since you dare to show up, then I will kill you first, and then kill this kid, he can't escape anyway! ”

Wei Ru stroked his beard and said: "Mad monk, this is the northwest, the matter of the Central Plains martial arts has nothing to do with us, if you leave now, we will not embarrass you, but if you insist on interfering, then don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless." ”

The mad monk laughed and said, "You two birdmen, think that if you join forces, Lao Tzu will be afraid of you!" Dream!! Half of Wanmatang's wealth, how could Lao Tzu let it go! But you're right. ”

Wei Ru snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, it's not which sentence?" ”

The mad monk pointed at Ye Feng and laughed: "You said that this kid can't escape, this sentence is true, but it's, who the hell doesn't know, and you still need to talk about it?" ”

Wei Ru said coldly: "Then what do you mean?" ”

The mad monk laughed and said: "What Lao Tzu means, anyway, this kid is already a turtle in the urn, early and late death, anyway, it is all death, Lao Tzu will slaughter you two turtle grandsons first, and then kill him!" He raised his eyebrows coldly, swept around, and laughed wildly: "Lao Tzu doesn't like to waste time the most, which of you still wants to interfere, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu and kill them together!" ”

Hiss.

The rest of the people were frightened for a while, and secretly said that this monk was really a madman, and he wanted to pick and choose many of them to serve them in one pot, but he was afraid of his mad monk's name, so he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and no one responded.

The mad monk laughed and said, "Niang Xipi, a group of eggless wrecks!" Dead is dead, what's the big deal? Since you don't dare to stand up, then let Lao Tzu get out, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you all! ”

"Hehe......" is another yin and yang strange voice, but compared to the mad monk's previous madness, it is more gloomy and hoarse, no one has heard the ghost cry, this sound is the embodiment of the ghost cry, listening to the person's scalp numb, shuddering.

Everyone was stunned, and the mad monk shouted: "Which gutless rat, get out of here!" ”

At this moment, someone suddenly screamed: "Poison! Poisonous!! The crowd followed the voice, and the man screamed, his whole face had turned dark blue, and he covered his throat with his hands, as if he couldn't breathe.

"A bunch of wretched, since they are afraid of death, they shouldn't come." With a disdainful sneer, a man in black suddenly appeared in the crowd and walked out quietly.

The faces of the people around him changed in shock, and they said sharply: "Poisonous!" ”

With a bang, they scattered in all directions, and even worse, they ran out in fear and jumped directly from the eighth floor.

All the people in the rivers and lakes at the scene were stunned, it was so violently poisonous!

The mad monk snorted coldly and said loudly: "Lao Tzu doesn't kill the nameless, who are you, report your name." ”

The man in black sneered sadly: "I can't even figure out who the enemy is, and you dare to be so arrogant, I don't think you should be called a mad monk, you should be called a stupid monk!" It's a miracle that an idiot like you survives to this day. ”

"You're crying in the night." At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as everyone looked at each other, they realized that the person who spoke was the prey they saw as certain death-the outcome was certain, the difference was in whose hands it was.

Looking over, the mortal man, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, raised his right hand.

The man in black nodded appreciatively and said, "Yes, I'm just crying at night." You kid is arrogant, but you don't know much, at least better than everyone here. ”

The Blue Devil Hand Yi cried, ranking ninth in the weapon spectrum, but in fact, his cultivation was so strong that he could at least advance three more and rank in the top six, but Bai Xiaosheng thought that his blade was too vicious and evil, so he deliberately suppressed it.

This Yi Ye Cry, known as the Red Devil Hand, is the brother of the Blue Devil Hand Yi Wai.

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