Chapter 33: The Old Farmer Orders Water
This laughter came from far and near.
It really made the heroes of the rivers and lakes present tremble.
The depth of the internal strength of the people who came is also rare in the world.
The sound can be transmitted from the foot of the Shaolin Mountain to the front of the Shaolin Temple, and the voice is so clear and loud.
It's not something that ordinary people can do.
The heroes of the rivers and lakes, who were still unsatisfied, raised their necks and looked towards the mountain road of Shaomu Mountain.
They wanted to see who the characters were, and they were driving to Shaomuro Mountain.
Shaolin Temple abbot Xuan Ci couldn't help frowning when he heard this voice.
The person who came was not small, and he actually spoke disrespectfully to his master Lingmen.
It's not good!
Xuan Ci's back was a little cold, what day is today.
I saw Xuan Ci holding his hand and said loudly: "Old Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci, dare to ask which hero is it, climb Shaomu Mountain, and please come out to see it." ”
Xuan Ci's skill is not weak, and his voice spreads in all directions, showing enough calm momentum.
Just then, the voice came again.
"Hehe, what's the hurry, grandma, I'm not here to find you bald donkey monks."
"Stay and ......"
As soon as the word came up.
Those heroes of the rivers and lakes are not calm, and some people muttered.
"Listening to this voice, she looks like an old woman, and what kind of grandma do you call yourself?"
"I don't have much respect for Shaolin Temple, could it be that some kind of demon can't do it?"
"There are many strange people and strange things on the rivers and lakes, but there are really not many who don't take Shaolin Temple in their eyes."
"I don't know where this old woman came from."
At this moment, I saw a flash of blue light in the sky, and the few people who were talking about the grandmother just now suddenly fell to the ground.
In an instant, the people around him were taken aback.
"Dead!"
"This ...... This is...... Huainan Li Tiegui, and Heshuo Wang Iron Spear, these few people are dead! ”
"What!"
For a while, many heroes hurriedly looked left and right in fright, and drew their swords.
"Who is it?"
"Who's pretending to be a ghost!"
"Acquaintances, get out of here for grandpa!"
Syllable!
A strong aura like a sword directly sank into the man's neck.
The man clutched his neck, his hands covered in blood, and slowly fell to the ground!
Seeing this, Xuan Ci hurriedly said in a loud voice: "Who is the master, hurting people in my Shaomu Mountain!" ”
At this time, the strange voice came out again.
"These people really don't know whether they live or die, they dare to arrange grandma and me at will, I just took their dog's life, and it's already cheap for them!"
As soon as the words fell, I saw dozens of figures on the left and right hills of Shaomu Mountain, and suddenly dozens of figures appeared.
The dozens of figures descended directly and fell from the top of the mountain towards the gate of the Shaolin Temple.
It was only then that everyone saw the face of the person who came clearly.
I saw that the person at the head was actually a very short and richly dressed white-haired old woman.
Behind the white-haired old woman were all women, both older and younger, from forty to seventeen or eighteen.
The women's cloaks were embroidered with a black vulture on their chests, and the black vulture looked hideous.
Paired with those women, it seems to be an indescribable weirdness.
To the left and right of the white-haired old woman, stood four girls who looked very similar.
I saw that the four girls looked solemn, holding swords in their hands, looking at the heroes of the rivers and lakes in front of them.
As soon as these women appeared, they immediately relieved those heroes of the rivers and lakes.
It's not a monster.
Immediately, someone jumped out again, pointed a sword at the white-haired old woman, and said, "You old woman dare to kill innocents indiscriminately in Shaomu Mountain!" ”
"It's really a demonic way!"
Without waiting for the white-haired old woman to make a move, an old woman behind the white-haired old woman jumped out directly, the sword went to the people, and the sword returned to the people.
In the blink of an eye, a bloody hole appeared in the man's chest.
The man clutched his chest and pointed at the old woman with a look of disbelief.
"You're ...... Dare you kill me......"
Boom!
The man fell directly to the ground, as if he had died of exhaustion.
At that moment, the old woman stood up and took a sip at the man's corpse.
"If you dare to disrespect the lord, you will be innocent of death!"
After that, I saw the old woman looking left and right, and her eyes fell on Ye Qianqiu in front of her.
I saw her raise her hand and point, and said to the white-haired old woman on the side: "Lord, it's them!" ”
"That little thief is Ye Qianqiu of the Shenxiao Sect."
"The one with crutches is Duan Yanqing of the Heavenly Remnant Sect, and the other five are the Heavenly Remnant Five Monsters."
"And the old farmer, he was the one who injured his subordinates."
The white-haired old woman stood there with her hands behind her back, although she was not big, but when her eyes looked around, she showed a domineering aura that looked at the world.
All the heroes of the rivers and lakes who were swept by her gaze couldn't help but take a half step back, and were taken by the momentum on their bodies.
In the end, the white-haired old woman's gaze fell on Ye Qianqiu's body.
"Hmm...... Are you Ye Qianqiu? ”
"It's you, the one who saved the Heavenly Remnant Sect? And let Grandma and I come to see you in person? ”
"Grandma, I'm here now, shouldn't you kowtow to grandma me three times!"
"If you beg for mercy with Grandma in time, maybe Grandma and I will let you go, leave you alive, and let you belong to the Vulture Palace."
The white-haired old woman's voice was filled with the majesty of the superior.
No one doubts her strength.
As long as she stood there, she could attract the jealousy of too many people.
Ye Qianqiu smiled and did not speak.
At this time, Chen Liang, who had been silent beside Ye Qianqiu for a long time, stood up, and he said loudly: "Yo...... That's not the ...... The one who didn't take my three punches? ”
"Why, does Granny Yu want to talk to the old man about the remaining tricks of my old farmer's skills today."
"Oh~~~ No, no, since you found a helper, then let your helper do it for you."
"Your body is not very strong, I'm afraid that the old man will tear you apart."
"This little old woman looks like she's quite strong, but she's too small."
"Even if I can stand the trick of the old farmer's cart, I'm afraid I can't stand the old farmer's ploughing and the old farmer's push, not to mention the more powerful moves such as the old farmer lighting the lamp and the old farmer pulling the green onion."
"It's better to be like this, I see that you are not young, and you have traveled for a long time, and it is pitiful, otherwise, you kowtow to my family leader three times, how about I let you go today?"
Chen Liang crossed his arms and looked at the white-haired old woman.
"Bastard thing!"
"Look for death!"
When the white-haired old woman heard Chen Liang's nonsense words, her anger suddenly rose.
I saw a sudden afterimage appear on the ground.
The next moment, the white-haired old woman appeared directly on top of Chen Liang's head.
The white-haired old woman volleyed her palm into the air, and she was about to slap it towards Chen Liang's Heavenly Spirit Cover.
Chen Liang raised his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and pointed towards the sky.
Rumble!
The two of them are full of energy!
Suddenly fell into the competition of internal forces!
At this time, I only heard Chen Liang say.
"Wow~~~ Old woman, your trick is really exquisite, and you are actually able to carry the old man's trick to my old farmer."
"Okay, let you try the other moves of the old farmer!"
In an instant, Chen Liang put out his palms together, and he and the white-haired old woman had already exchanged several palms.
The two of them are changing, you go up and I go down, I go up and you go down, and there are afterimages of them everywhere.
For a while, the characters in the rivers and lakes present were dumbfounded.