Ling Yihong, the head of Huashan, is only fifty years old, and he can sit in the position of head because there is no successor to Huashan, which can also be said to be arbitrary.

Thirty years ago, Huashan Mei Changhua died in the maple forest, and Ling Yihong became the leader.

Ling Yihong was also afraid of the Heavenly Monarch in front of him, but he was better than the others.

He looked at him casually and said, "I don't like people playing with these little tricks in front of me. ”

Ling Yihong was a little frightened and said: "Below, I don't know what the king means?" If it was because of the rudeness of the rebel just now, Ling was willing to make amends to the king. ”

"When he came out, you could have stopped him, but you didn't." ”

Ling Yihong suddenly saw cold sweat on his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "I...... I just didn't have time to react. ”

He said arbitrarily: "There is always a price for tempting me, so leave a hand." ”

He was indeed tempting, testing whether the so-called Heavenly Monarch was really as rumored, so the moment Ling Yihong stepped into the hall at will, he glanced at the most unsuccessful disciple under the door.

But he didn't think that just doing this would break an arm.

Ling Yihong looked at the other four leaders...... Their heads are lower.

Ling Yihong understood, understood how much these people were afraid of the Heavenly Monarch, they would rather watch themselves cut off an arm than dare to open their mouths to intercede for themselves.

Everyone is swallowing their anger, but at this moment, some people can't bear it and can't hold it back.

I only heard a voice from outside the hall: "Donor, live!" ”

There is an old monk outside the door, he is called "Tianjie Venerable", he is the first elder of the Shaolin Dharma Academy, and he is also the oldest and oldest elder, and the status of the Tianjie Venerable Master in Shaolin is not lower than that of the abbot.

In the past few decades, Shaolin has always behaved, and even thirty years ago, Shaolin did not send disciples to participate in the battle of Maple Forest.

All this is only because the previous abbot Tianhui ordered the disciples in the temple not to have evil relations with the heavenly monarch.

However, seven years ago, Abbot Tianhui had passed away, so the Heavenly Ring Master would appear here.

The Venerable Master of the Heavenly Ring walked in and said, "Amitabha, doesn't the donor think it's too much of a deception?" ”

Arbitrarily said lightly: "I'm used to being domineering, and I don't think there's anything." ”

The Venerable Master of the Heavenly Ring was stunned for a moment, then held back his anger and said, "Since the donor knows that he is too domineering, why do you still do this? ”

looked at the monk arbitrarily, and suddenly said, "Are you telling me to change it?" ”

The Venerable Master of the Heavenly Ring clasped his hands together and said sarcastically: "Amitabha, knowing mistakes can improve the great way, and the donor is a scholar of heaven and man, can he not understand such a superficial truth?" ”

He said arbitrarily: "But I only speak my own reasoning." ”

The Venerable Master asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Yi smiled slightly, and said: "My truth is that whoever has high martial arts will be justified, and my martial arts are the most important in the world, so no matter what I do, I am justified." Right or wrong, you have to do whatever you want. ”

In the hall, everyone was dumbfounded, they had never heard of such a truth, and it was only today that their eyes were opened.

The Venerable Master of the Heavenly Ring gritted his teeth and said, "Arbitrary, arbitrary, it's up to me." ”

After the old monk finished speaking, he had already punched first, which surprised everyone present, in the face of this demon, who did not avoid it, this Heavenly Ring Master dared to strike first?

His boxing method is based on static braking, avoiding real and hitting the void, and now he is attacking, and the technique is mainly hitting, hitting with the middle belt, and hitting both the bone, and the attack and defense are extremely heavy in one move and one momentum.

This set of Shaolin boxing techniques is not very clever, his most clever is a body protection true qi, and the old monk cultivates Shaolin body protection skills.

Seeing the Heavenly Ring Venerable Master's move, Ling Yihong immediately drew his sword and stabbed his throat arbitrarily.

He didn't want to break his arm, so he took advantage of the gap to sneak attack, in fact, Ling Yihong had already thought about it and was already waiting for the opportunity. With the domineering of no one in the eyes of the Heavenly Monarch, the two will definitely fight, as long as the two of them are moving, he will draw his sword and sneak attack.

If he can kill the Heavenly Monarch, no one will say that he is despicable and shameless, he can not only keep his arm, but also achieve miracles in one fell swoop, and then he will be famous and shocking, and even the Huashan faction can also shock the Quartet with him!

I thought so, but it was not what I wanted!

The sword light is shining, the fist wind is whistling, but the arbitrary is calm.

When the sword came and the fist came, he waved his fingers.

The most amazing and terrifying thing about any is his talent for martial arts, and his self-created martial arts are constantly improved by him almost every day.

The five fingers of the Divine Seal have now become the Shadow Finger, the Golden Finger, the Ten Thousand Tribulation Finger, the Soul Fixing Finger and the Broken Yuan Finger, the name has changed, and the fingering is more subtle and mysterious.

The "Broken Yuan Finger" swished at the old monk's qi valve in the air, and then the "Golden Jue Finger" popped out of the finger strength, and as soon as the finger strength came out of the finger end, it was like sword energy, urgent as lightning, and cut towards Ling Yihong's throat.

In an instant, the Venerable Master of the Heavenly Ring howled miserably, vomited blood, and flew upside down.

Ling Yihong's sword stopped, and his head fell to the ground.

After just two fingers of such an understatement, Ling Yihong died, the Heavenly Ring Master was abolished, and everything was over.

He lowered his hand arbitrarily, withdrew his hand into his long sleeve, and then everyone's head rested on his chest.

No one opened their mouths, no one looked up, and even the gasps magically disappeared.

Looking at everything in front of him, Qingqing asked softly: "This is the rivers and lakes where the strong compete and the weak are humble?" ”

"Yes, so they can only live in a humble way."

After saying it at will, he turned his head and said to the shopkeeper Xie: "Let's go." ”

Of course, Shopkeeper Xie has to leave, he is afraid that if he doesn't leave, there will be few living people here.

As the footsteps went away, someone slowly raised his head.

Wudang Ziyang Daoist was the first to make a move, he glared at several disciples behind him who had weak legs and feet, and his trembling hands shot out a few true qi to help them concentrate on their concentration, and then led the disciples to hurriedly run towards the gate.

Then, Diancang, Kunlun, Kongtong...... Everyone was in a hurry, everyone's expressions were shocked, everyone's feet were empty, and in a few moments, the hall was empty.

When they came, they were in high spirits, got on the gorgeous ship of the Xie family, and were welcomed to the villa like VIPs.

But when walking, it is almost rolling and climbing.

No one wants to die, and those who want to die will not live until now, and even those who are not afraid of life and death will not seek death.

……

When they came to the backyard, Shopkeeper Xie retreated, and Xie Xiaoyu appeared in front of them.

She obediently led any and Qingqing to a closed door.

There was a rusty iron lock on the door, and four people stood in front of it.

The grades of the four are not young, to say the least, they are all above sixty years old, they are the sword slaves of the Xie family, since they were twenty years old, forty years have passed.

Xie Xiaoyu's little face turned a little pale, and he smiled reluctantly: "Your Majesty, I can't enter this courtyard, they ...... They would never let anyone in. ”

Arbitrarily disagreed, and walked straight over.

Qingqing followed him and noticed that the four of them looked at him as if they knew him.

The four of them had indeed seen arbitrary, so the four of them did not dare to stop him, because it was useless to stop him.

Xie Xiaoyu watched in amazement as the four of them let go of the door, and after cutting off the iron lock with a random finger, they pushed the door in.

Behind the door is a thatched pavilion, very simple, there is nothing in the pavilion, but fortunately there is a place to sit. When Arbitrarily saw Xie Xiaofeng, he also saw Arbitrary.

Compared with thirty years ago, Arbitrary no longer coughs, and his face is red, but Xie Xiaofeng has gray hair and a few more wrinkles on his face.

This is the first time Qingqing has seen this peerless swordsman, with a calm face and a calm expression, except for a somewhat complicated look, he seems to be just an ordinary "old man".

In fact, Xie Xiaofeng doesn't look old.

Arbitrarily took Qingqing, walked over, and sat down.

Xie Xiaofeng put the teacup on the table and poured the tea......