"Yan Feilou, what do you mean?" Yun Chongxiao's face was like frost, and he asked sharply.

"The clouds are in the sky! Do you think you're a good helper? Yan Feilou took a step forward and asked loudly;" From beginning to end, after all these years, do you really think you're a good helper? ”

"This" Yun Chongxiao was speechless for a while.

"Actually, I have always respected him very much, when "Jianghu" first opened, when everyone's martial arts couldn't even beat a few beasts, you were already a master of the top one in the rivers and lakes, and it was precisely because of your existence that the entire Mingjiao could be united, and there was today's grand occasion of Longmen, but what have you been doing in the past few years?"

"What do you care about other than your own martial arts? The Jialan Temple is based in the northwest, you don't care; Luoyang changed the sky, Wu Zhou changed the dynasty, you don't care; The infighting of the Great Ming Zun Sect, you still indulge in practicing your damn Mingshen martial arts all day long, why are you the leader of our Ming Sect and the helper of the Dragon Gate? ”

Yan Feilou snorted coldly at this time, but raised his eyebrows, and said: "Xun Ziyun, the water carries the boat, and the boat also capsizes, the person in the upper position bears the net worth of tens of millions of people, but when have you shouldered this mission?" ”

Yun Chongxiao was silent, he silently swept over the disciples present, and saw the golden lion king of the four great Dharma kings, the thunder of the blue thunder sword king, the thunder of the heaven and earth, the bat king of the black robe, the laughing Maitreya among the five scattered people, the seven wounded fist panda guest, and even the palm banner of the Five Elements Banner made those brothers who had fought side by side with him all stand behind Yan Feilou.

An incomparably lonely mood spread wantonly in Yun Chongxiao's heart, as if the world was so big, but he seemed to be a loner.

"Zheng!"

A crisp sword roar suddenly sounded, and then the crack came a fierce cyan sword ray, which crossed a long range and shot straight at Yan Feilou.

This sword came too suddenly, too fast, and the surrounding Mingjiao masters didn't have time to rescue at all, but fortunately, Yan Feilou was able to occupy the position of the left envoy of Mingjiao's light, and his martial arts were by no means ordinary.

The world has shifted!

Many of the Mingjiao disciples present recognized this luck guide and move the palace hard, and immediately exclaimed, this great move is also a great mastery in the Mingjiao, Yan Feilou used this skill, and immediately gave a shock to the hearts of the Mingjiao children, and felt a great increase in confidence.

It's just that this confidence and strength are not linked at all, this Yan Feilou's great movement has only been practiced to the first and second layers of the superficial realm, compared to the elegant Heavenly Demon Field, I don't know how much inferior, how can I stop Zhou Yi?

I saw Zhou Yi's wrist tremble, and the cyan sword that came from the sky immediately split into three, incorporating Yan Feilou's upper, middle and lower three ways into the attack, and no matter how powerful his Qiankun moved, it would be difficult to block them all!

Yan Feilou's expression was horrified, and he knew that this move was difficult to resist, so he had to hurriedly retreat, but no matter how fast a person was, how could he be faster than the blue water sword in Zhou Yi's hand, only to see a flash of green light, and a cold iron sword had already hit Yan Feilou's throat, and a little red blood oozed slightly from the place where the tip of the sword came into contact with the skin.

"Wang Zhe, what do you mean?" The golden lion king was heroic, and he drank it out, but he didn't dare to move lightly.

"If you know each other, you will be motivated to let Yan Zuo envoy go, otherwise we must make you look good!" The person who spoke was a panda guest among the five scattered people, with a fat body, but he was extremely good at the Seven Wounds Fist in one hand.

Zhou Yi snorted coldly, and slowly took Yan Feilou to his side and a group of Ming Sect disciples, opened a distance of about half a zhang, and said, "Do you want me to look good?" You have the ability to come up! I think who ****** dare to move today, Lao Tzu will immediately split your Yan Zuo envoy, dare to bet? ”

"Stinky boy, if you dare to move our Yan Zuo, we will be at the end of the world"

"Whew!" The sound of the long sword cutting through the flesh and blood suddenly came out, and a bloody ear actually flew in front of the disciples of the Ming Sect, and then Yan Feilou's heart-wrenching shout echoed in the sky above the entire Holy Fire Hall.

For a while, more and more Mingjiao disciples also gathered in the house, covering their bloodied severed ears, Yan Feilou roared with a hideous face: "Don't think about any of you today!."

Zhou Yi pushed Yan Feilou to the ground, hit his knees, and stepped sideways. With a "click", his legs were twisted and deformed, and the bones protruded, and they were already trampled off.

Suddenly, the entire Holy Flame Temple was boiling, some shouted to arrest him, some shouted to beat him, and the family law dealt with him, and so on. Zhou Yi looked at these people and smiled: "You stupid people, you really don't understand at all!" ”

"Do you think that Yun Chongxiao is obsessed with the way of martial arts, neglected the management of the Ming Sect, and the development of the Ming Sect is lagging behind, making you feel that you have fewer benefits in your hands, and you want to change to a new sect leader, a new sect leader who is left and right, and a new sect leader who works hard?" Zhou Yi stepped on Yan Feilou's head as he spoke, twisted it vigorously, glanced at him with disdain on his face and said, "Is this waste?" ”

"But you haven't thought about it, today, what is the reason why the Longmen Ming Sect can have the momentum it has today, and can be ranked as one of the three major gangs in the world? Not to mention the far, it is also the Jialan Temple in the northwest, I know you don't look down on them, saying that they are second-rate gangs, not worth a damn, but have you ever thought about where this confidence comes from? Yes? Can any of you tell me? ”

Zhou Yi's words were loud, and the entire Holy Fire Temple suddenly fell into a dead silence, this question was like a heavy punch in the heart of every Ming Sect, Jialan Temple is the leading boss of the domestic game guild industry, in terms of manpower, financial resources, and management, it seems that it is true that the dragon gate has no confidence to overwhelm others in every aspect.

So where does this confidence come from, which regards the Jialan Temple as second-rate?

"Of course, I thought the clouds were over! You fools! Zhou Yi almost roared out the name: "Jianghu, the rivers and lakes are respected by force at all times, I just think that you have a master of decision who can compete with Xiao Qianjue and Murong Chunqiu, otherwise just with you group of waste, you are not even worthy of lifting shoes for the Jialan Temple!" ”

?“ There has never been a shortage of people like you! I don't dare to take things from the outside, I only dare to make decisions about the people around me. Why, the family and relatives around you will not beat you to death, bully the soft and fear the hard, bully the good and fear the evil, and the success is not enough to defeat the more than the defeat! That's what you bunch of scum are doing today! Yun Chongxiao: When you are gang brothers, you can only swallow your anger, but I am different. ”

"Zheng!"

The blue water sword suddenly let out a fierce sword roar, and the cold light of Sen Ran skyrocketed by a few points, reflecting Zhou Yi's beautiful face more and more terrifyingly.

"Today, Lao Tzu is going to kill Guangding!" (To be continued.) )