On December 18, 2013, my father left me forever, and on the 27th, my grandfather passed away. Within 9 days, the two closest people left one after another, which made Ran Bing grief.

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At this time, only an old voice was heard shouting, "Who is coming?" Which school are you from? What are you doing here? The Sun and Moon Divine Sect is doing things, and the people who are not from the Hengshan Sect retreat quickly! ”

It was the leader of the people who besieged Hengshan who spoke, and after a few battles between the monk and his men, he found that this monk was not only strong in martial arts, but also strange and unpredictable in light martial arts. There is absolutely no man in the Hengshan faction, and his monk's robe and clothing are not monks from Shaolin Temple or Wutai Mountain.

The monk shouted loudly: "The monk is a wild monk who does not accept the big temple and does not want the small temple, there is no door and no sect, this Hengshan is not your demon sect, I will come if I want to come, and I will go if I want to go." It's up to you to get out! ”

The word "Demon Sect" is a big violation of the taboo of the Sun and Moon Sect, although people in the martial arts often mention "Demon Sect" behind their backs, but if they are not openly enemies, they will never be commensurate with it in front of them. The monk who does not quit is straightforward and fast-talking, and speaks unscrupulously, hearing that someone drinks him down the mountain, he is very unhappy, regardless of the strength of the other party, not only shouting "Demon Sect" loudly, but also making his palm even more fierce.

If these people are really people in the Sun and Moon God Sect, they must be extremely angry when they hear the undisciplined monks openly call themselves "Demon Sect", but they are all pretending to be from the Songshan faction, so naturally they will not really be angry, but they still have to pretend, and there are a few thoughtful masked people, who shouted and scolded one after another!

"Poof!" The unprecepted monk imprinted his palm on a person's head, and it was too late for the companions around him to come to the rescue. The palm was not sealed, but the palm was strong enough to blow the man's brain. The man didn't say a word, and immediately flew upside down.

The old voice just now shouted again: "Work together to deal with him, kill this bald donkey first!" Three gray shadows rushed in response, and the three swords came out together, pointing at the throat, chest and lower abdomen of the unquit monk. These three swords and swords are strange and powerful, and they are really first-rate swordsmanship.

The eight people who originally besieged the unprecepted monk had just been killed by the unprecepted monk, and the remaining seven people saw three gray shadows rushing towards them, and five of them retreated very tacitly.

This kind of trick between first-rate masters, there are too many people to perform. The two people who remained in the battle group were the two with the highest martial arts among the seven, and they joined forces with the new three people, two steel swords and three long swords at the same time to greet the monk of Bujie.

The monk was taken aback, and said in his heart: "These three guys are much more powerful than the previous ones. If it was a one-on-one competition, Yilin's master, Dingyi Shitai, might not be any of them's opponents. ”

With only one movement in his mind, the enemy's five blades were already approaching his five key points. The three sword masters are definitely first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, and each person's martial arts may not be inferior even if they fight against the non-precept monk alone, at this time, the three of them joined forces and added two not weak helpers, and they immediately gained the upper hand.

The first one on the left is a fat man, in his fifties, with a short beard under his chin. In the center is a thin old man with dark skin and bright eyes. On the right is an old man with thinning and gray hair.

Non-precept monks never use blades in normal times, but at this moment, a pair of fleshy palms against five sharp weapons is dangerous. "Whew!" A monk's robe that was not paying attention and did not prescribe was cut out of a long gap, although it only scratched a little oily skin, but it made him break out in a cold sweat.

At this time, the two masters, Dingxian and Dingyi, had already come to the half-mountain trail guarded by the seven disciples. From here to the foot of the mountain, there is only one trail that connects you with a mountain wall on one side and a cliff on the other.

Master Dingyi had already recognized the non-precept monk at this time, and hurriedly said to Mrs. Dingxian: "It's Yilin's father, the non-precept monk. Ah! Seeing that the unprecepted monk was hit by another sword in the back, the monk's robe on his back was gradually stained red with blood.

Dingyi said: "If he goes on like this, he will inevitably die, senior sister, I will go down and pick him up!" After that, he was about to rush down the mountain, but he was stopped by the Dingxian master. said: "Senior sister, you have injuries on your body, there are too many people on the other side, and you rush down not only can't save the master of the martial arts, but you die in vain." Besides, we may not be able to rush down. With that, he pointed to the front of the mountain road.

Dingyi Shi looked ahead, there were five good men with knives guarding the mountain road, and there were five men not far behind them, if she wanted to rush down the mountain, she had to rush through six groups of such people.

Seeing this, Master Dingyi hurriedly said, "Senior sister, what should I do!" We can't just watch Yilin's father being killed by the Demon Cult? ”

Master Dingxian looked at the unquit monks who were fighting hard at the bottom of the mountain, and said softly: "Senior sister, we may have thought wrong before, these people may not be from the Demon Sect. ”

Master Dingyi was too surprised: "What? ”

Master Dingxian did not answer Master Dingyi, but said loudly in the direction of the mountain: "Master of no ring! Poor Ni is the head of Heng Mountain, your daughter Yilin is not on the mountain, please break through and leave quickly! The disciples beside Master Dingxian felt that her voice was calm and not deafening. But this voice was sent out plainly, and it could be heard clearly within the miles.

When Dingyi heard what his senior sister said, he immediately understood the intention of Master Dingxian, and the reason why the monk wanted to break into the Hanging Temple was because he was worried that Yilin would be trapped here. If she knew that Yilin was not on the mountain, she would naturally want to get out.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Dingyi also said loudly to the bottom of the mountain: "Master Bujie, the poor nun is Yilin's master Dingyi, Yilin is indeed not on the mountain, she went down the mountain with Senior Sister Dingjing to run errands." The master should quickly get out and find Yilin! ”

Just when the two masters said these words, the non-precepted monk was hit by a sword again, although it did not hurt the vital point, but it bled continuously.

The monk who does not quit can't get out at the moment. The dark-skinned thin old man was obviously the leader of the crowd, and he said in his heart: "This monk is strong in martial arts, and according to the meaning of their words, there is also a daughter who is a disciple of the Hengshan faction. Today, this beam is over, and he will be destroyed without doing anything, so as not to leave future troubles! ”

Thinking of this, he commanded in his old voice: "Everyone work together to kill this thief!" Don't let him get away! ”

If the unprecepted monk used his ghost-like body technique at the beginning to fight among these hundreds of people, so that the opponent's masters could not be surrounded, it would not be so easy for these people to hurt him, but it was a pity that the martial arts of the people who began to besiege him were not first-class, which made him a little arrogant.

Now that he is surrounded by five people in the center, he can't get out anymore, and his clever body can't be played, so he can only resist it with all his might.

Master Dingyi watched the monk who did not prescribe being trapped by someone, but in his anxiety, he also found another inappropriate place, and suddenly looked at Master Dingxian and said, "Senior sister, Songshan swordsmanship!" ”

Master Dingxian and Master Dingyi looked at each other, nodded and said, "That's right, Songshan Sword Technique!" After that, the idle master went down the mountain and said, "Amitabha, good, good! Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Sima, my Hengshan faction and your faction have no grudges and no hatred, why are the three of them so hard to force each other to kill my Hengshan faction, is it because of the orders of the left master? The poor nun does not know, but he must ask for advice. ”

The three good players of the Songshan faction are surnamed Zhao, surnamed Zhang, and surnamed Sima. The three of them rarely walked around the rivers and lakes, only saying that their identities were very secretive, and they had been forced to stop the monk from hurrying to attack the sword frequently. This old nun could recognize their identities from such a distance?

There are many generations of sects on the rivers and lakes, and most of the disciples in the sect are divided into two kinds of people. A kind of person is face-saving, such as Zuo Lengchan and the Thirteen Taibao are the face of the Songshan faction.

If someone is a face, someone must be a lizi, and the lizi refers to a person who does "dirty work" in a sect. They specialize in doing things that they can't do with face, and it's inconvenient to do. There is also the matter of secretly maintaining face.

The face of the sect is the signboard of the entire sect, he can't get a little dust, if there is blood, he has to take it away. If you can't control it and leak it to your face, it's a big deal to destroy the faction and destroy the door.

The face invites people to eat in front of people, and the inside may kill people in the back. The face must be clean, and the blood on the inside must not be stained on the face.

The three good players surnamed Zhao, surnamed Zhang, and surnamed Sima are the Lizi of the Songshan faction. These three people who were rampant in northern Hebei 30 years ago and were also well-known in the rivers and lakes, and then suddenly disappeared. At that time, they secretly invested in the Songshan faction and became the liners of the Songshan faction.

The three of them have a very high position in the Songshan Gate, even if Le Hou and Zhong Zhen see them, they have to call their senior brothers, if they talk about the killing kung fu in their hands, only Ding Mian and Lu Bai are among the thirteen Taibao and they are between them. The other eleven Taibao are inferior to the three of them.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was frightened, the monk saw the opportunity and slapped the fat man's left arm with one palm. Just listen to "Click! With a crisp sound, the forearm of the man's left hand was shattered by the palm of the unquit monk.

Although this person's arm was broken, it was extremely strong, and he endured severe pain, and the long sword backhand slashed on the back of the monk's hand to create a deep wound that could be seen in the bones, cutting off three tendons and veins connecting the fingers. If you don't quit the monk, you can't palm this hand anymore. The martial arts were immediately discounted, and the shoulder was stabbed by the dark-skinned old man.

At this moment, Heng Shan Erding, who was halfway up the mountain, suddenly felt a blue shadow flash above his head, and a figure rushed over the cliff above them. Like a swift gecko clinging to a cliff. The two masters looked up, and they were all shocked? That person turned out to be the deaf and dumb mother-in-law in the Hanging Temple.

The rocks on this cliff are as smooth as a mirror, slippery. No matter how good this dumb mother-in-law's light skills are, she is not a real gecko after all, she can't keep walking against the wall, and she fell into the mountain road after running out of more than thirty zhang, just between the second group and the third group of people who blocked the mountain road from the Songshan faction.

As soon as the dumb mother-in-law's feet landed, she rushed forward and rushed towards the third group of people who blocked the mountain road from the Songshan faction. When they were still more than three feet away, they jumped up again, and ran down the mountain again.

How could these people from the Songshan faction have ever seen such a miraculous light skill, let alone seen it, they have never thought of it. For a while, it was stuck there.