With a wave of the sword in Ming Xiaohe's hand, a few sword qi attacked this group of disciples, and several female disciples withered.

"Hurry up and take it, otherwise I'll kill more people later, but it's not just these few people."

"Ming Xiaohe, you are too ...... to deceive people"

Before Ding Yi finished speaking, the sword general in Ming Xiaohe's hand pointed at a wave of Hengshan disciples again.

Under the threat of Ming Xiaohe, both Ding Xian and Ding Jing subdued the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill in their hands.

"Ming Xiaohe, you are so despicable!"

After Ding Yi scolded Ming Xiaohe, in order for Ming Xiaohe not to kill innocents indiscriminately, he also swallowed the 'Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill' in his hand!

Since the three Dings of Hengshan have already taken the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill, this Hengshan Sect can be regarded as completely recovered!

"Dongfang, I was domineering just now!"

Ming Xiaohe threw the sword in his hand on the ground, walked in front of Dongfang, and showed off with his arms around her jade waist.

"A breath of king's spirit!" Dongfang covered his mouth and smiled.

"Dongfang, you scold me for being the eighth king, then you are the eighth mother!"

"Ming Xiaohe actually dares to say that I am the eighth mother king, believe it or not, I will clean you up!"

Ming Xiaohe put his arms around Dongfang's waist and went down the mountain under the chat, laughter and playfulness.

……

During the period when Ming Xiaohe did not come, the members of the Sun Moon God Sect did not launch an attack on Huashan, but only camped at the foot of Huashan Mountain to block the exit of Huashan.

"Ten Elders, attack the mountain!"

Ming Xiaohe put his arms around Dongfang's waist and gave an order to the group of disciples.

"Subordinate Order!" The Ten Elders immediately rushed to the stone pillar of Huashan with a group of disciples.

"Dongfang, who do you say has the highest martial arts on this Huashan Mountain?" Ming Xiaohe said to the jade in his arms.

"It should be Yue Buqun!"

In the memory of the East, the person with the highest martial arts in the Huashan faction was Yue Buqun.

"Wrong!"

"Hehe, Dongfang, kiss me, I'll tell you!" Ming Xiaohe looked at Dongfang in his arms and said with a wicked smile.

"Ahh Pain! Pain! ”

Dongfang pinched the soft flesh on Ming Xiaohe's waist, causing Ming Xiaohe to let out a pig-like wail!

"The guts are getting fatter and fatter now, aren't I being too good to you lately, forget the pain!"

For Ming Xiaohe's plea for mercy, Dongfang did not show mercy to his subordinates at all, but increased his efforts.

Although Ming Xiaohe's strength is higher than his own, he is undefeated and afraid of him, and he is not eating Ming Xiaohe to death.

With Ming Xiaohe's wail, the ten elders who had originally led the sect to attack the mountain heard the wail like killing a pig, and looked back at the same time.

"Look again, believe it or not, I gouged out your eyes, hurry up and attack the mountain!"

Under Dongfang's reprimand, the ten elders hurriedly withdrew their gaze and hurriedly led the people up the mountain.

The undefeated ruthlessness of the East knows that killing people and gouging out their eyes is a common thing.

At the same time, in their hearts, they silently sympathized with Ming Xiaohe, it is not good to find a woman, but they want to marry Dongfang Undefeated, isn't this asking for hardship?

"The meat is going to fall, spare your life!"

Under Ming Xiaohe's bitter begging for mercy, Dongfang finally let go, and the soft flesh on Ming Xiaohe's waist was released.

"Now, tell me who is the number one master in Huashan?"

"The wind is clear, he has the strength of the middle stage of the grandmaster, and he should be Yue Buqun's uncle according to his generation, and my 'Dugu Nine Swords' is what he taught."

Ming Xiaohe rubbed the soft flesh on his waist, there was a look of grievance in his eyes, and the whole person was like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied.

"Feng Qingyang, the master of the Sword Sect, it is rumored that forty years ago, the battle of the Huashan Qi Sword was won because the Qi Sect used means to transfer him away.

Later, I heard that he was ashamed of the people of the Sword Sect, so he waved his sword and kissed himself.

I didn't expect him to be alive and hidden in this Huashan! ”

For the sword qi dispute in Huashan back then, Dongfang still knew something.

Dongfang was still a little surprised by the news that Feng Qingyang was still alive, after all, this was a master in the middle of the Grandmaster.

And she had also heard about some of Feng Qingyang's deeds back then, if she hadn't broken through the realm of the Great Grandmaster, she might not be able to lead someone to take Huashan.

"Ming Xiaohe, it seems that Feng Qingyang has a good relationship with you!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have handed over a sword technique like 'Dugu Nine Swords' to you, and Yue Buqun also spent a lot of money to buy a 'Sword Spectrum to ward off evil spirits' from you.

You are embarrassed to lead troops to attack Huashan today? Dongfang smiled, looked at Ming Xiaohe and mocked.

"Huh!

I'm sorry, I do have a friendship with Feng Qingyang, but it doesn't mean that I have a friendship with Huashan!

And where is the wind clear, I paid the tuition, and Yue Buqun bought it voluntarily, it is you and I will!

What if I attack Huashan? ”

Tuition? Dozens of jars of wine and a few roast ducks in exchange for a peerless sword