"Amitabha~!" A Buddha chanted in a low voice, Huang Yaoshi also swept the faces of the Quanzhen Seven Sons and others headed by Ma Yu lightly, and then smiled and waved the palm of his hand, he Huang Yaoshi has the name of the East Evil, but he cares about the world's eyes, but the words and deeds of the Quanzhen Seven Sons here have no inheritance with his master Wang Chongyang's chic and heroic temperament. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For the reaction of Ouyang Feng, Huang Yaoshi and the others, except for Sun Buer, the other six sons seemed to have been prepared, although their eyes were drooping, their eyes looked straight down, Shi Yan was under their feet, but they all stood firmly behind their senior brother, they understood that Senior Brother Danyang was suffering at the moment, for the sake of the whole Quanzhen, for the sake of the master's teachings, even if they died immediately, they did not have the slightest complaint to resist, not to mention the reputation of them and others.

Ma Yu, who was standing on the high platform in a plain Taoist robe, heard the cries of the surrounding sky, his beard trembled slightly, but he still bowed his eyebrows and waved his hands and said: "Please also ask a few seniors to talk about today's events and Quanzhen and the people of Zhongnan!" ”

"Please also ask the seniors to say the law to the people of Quanzhen Zhongnan!"

"Haha~~" With a long laugh, Ouyang Feng's clothes were agitated and shocked, and the laughter pierced through the sky, and it was only a moment before he completely suppressed the surrounding people who were constantly begging for days, his eyes were majestic and awe-inspiring, and he glanced at the people who were lucky under the high platform, and only when their bodies shrank back and retreated, did the crowd sneer and then wave his sleeves and gaze at the Quanzhen Qizi: "I am afraid that you bull-nosed Taoist priests want to use us as the people who kill chickens and establish power!" ”

"Please also ask a few seniors to say something!" Ma Yu and the others bowed in a deep voice, but the innate qi on their bodies was getting stronger and stronger, today's ceremony originally wanted to deter those guys who had more ambitions than deep desires, but was there a more suitable person than the four unique ones who were famous in the world, although they knew that Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong had done in Jiaxing that day, but the seventh son cultivated the innate and refined the sword of the Pure Yang Patriarch but felt fearless.

At this moment, the four unique Qi in the world, which has always been the head and the tail and the whereabouts of the dragon, are in the south and hurt the innocent and destroy the things of the Gaotai ceremony, but it is not an excuse to come to heaven's will from the birth, as for the defeat~ The seven sons of Quanzhen are all firm and do not believe it, although the pure yang sword is an immortal creation, although it is only the first refining of the sacrificial sword, it is by no means comparable to ordinary martial arts.

"Haha~, since you are all really killing yourself, then you don't blame others, today I, Ouyang Feng, let you know that the innate realm is also superior! Whew~~" A mouthful of turbid breath slowly exhaled, Ouyang Feng's eyes were deep, and the brown beard was also fluttering, and he was calm and silent between the slow steps, but he left a deep footstep on the hard high platform bluestone under his feet, and although the breath of his body was dark and silent, it made people feel domineering and could only look up.

"Huang Laoxi~Hong Qi~, and you~, let us fight today~, on the top of Huashan, I Ouyang Feng got the name of the West Poison~, come again today, don't retreat, don't retreat~ Although I die, I have no regrets! Goo~~~"

"Haha~, I Huang Yaoshi has this intention! Life is also happy and death is also hate~ Only the body is martial arts~ Fang is the heart! Bihai Chaosheng~, Ruohua~ When my flute is returned to Rong'er's hands, it is also the day when the pharmacist forgives you~"

"Master~!"

At the end of the song, the blood was surging and hot, and Huang Yaoshi also threw away the bi flute in his hand in an instant, and stood in front of Ouyang Feng, who had a continuous resounding sound in his chest and abdomen.

"Haha~Female baby~, you can also take my dog stick by the way! Yin ~ The sting of the dragon snake! Mei Ruohua's eyes were sad, she had just taken over Huang Yaoshi's portable bizzard, and Hong Qigong, who was silent, suddenly showed her eyes and laughed, and with a slap of the blue bamboo stick on her waist, she moved cross-legged, and instantly flashed to Ouyang Feng and Huang Yaoshi, her tall body shook lightly, and her muscles slowly agitated to open the clothes full of patches, but Hong Qigong's momentum was masculine and hidden, only his right hand trembled, and he kept making a loud dragon groan, just waiting to make a move, he would definitely be shocked.

"Amitabha~, the little monk has not been out of the Zen house for dozens of years, but he is still the Buddha's heart is reckless! My Buddha is compassionate ~ good, good! But there is no definite way to worry about it today! ”

"Master of Painstaking Pain!" With a light in surprise, he turned his eyes to the side and stared at him, and the painstaking heart was already folded with his hands folded, and slowly walked towards Hong Qigong and them.

"Amitabha~!" Looking at the figures of the four people's breath hidden in one place, a lamp couldn't help but close their eyes, and then the Yonghua breath of the whole body suddenly unfolded and condensed, and recited softly, the body was illusory, and when it appeared again, it was the first step to rush to the place where the painstaking monk looked.

"Senior Brother~!"

Sun Buer's face tightened slightly, and he couldn't help but turn around and call lightly to the six senior brothers who were standing with his hands crossed, and Ma Yu's slightly closed eyes instantly opened and flashed a layer of heavy and clear light, and he waved his hand and shouted softly: "Knot ~ Tiangang Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation!" Heavenly Pivot Leader! ”

"Tianxuan Sword Returns!" "Tianji Sword Pro!" "Tianxuan Sword Momentum!"

"Yuheng Blade!" "The sun is open!"

"Huh~?" As the body of the sixth son flickered, the sword on his waist flew out and fell straight into his hand, Sun Buer's eyes were confused, and he reacted instantly, and he also leaped to Hao Datong and Ma Yu with a sword, and shouted in response: "Shake the light and hold the handle!" ”

"The sword inherits the Beidou Qi and even the seven stars, the momentum of Tiangang ~ no resistance or retreat, only the enemy is single!"

Looking at the posture of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong and the others all frowned slightly, and when their faces returned to normal, they all put away the trace of coveting in their hearts.

"......" a gust of wind stirred the forest leaves and branches~, I thought that a peerless battle would start on the high platform, but the crowd who retreated far away suddenly felt deceived, and saw that there was no one on the high platform moving, only staring at each other, and there was no trace of waves.

However, these are just ordinary people and some guys with superficial kung fu, as long as they are people who have cultivated their internal strength, their eyes are trembling and they dare not speak, because they now have a feeling that at this moment, the entire heaven and earth on the top of Zhongnan Mountain are shrouded in several majestic breaths like a fierce beast looking at their prey, or poisonous like a snake or as powerful as a dragon or condensed like a heavenly eagle, the giant tortoise sword is impeccable, and no one takes the lead in making a move, and the sand and gravel shattered in an instant between the changes in the breath shows how dangerous it is around the high platform at this time.

…… The crowd who stared at the movement of the high platform did not notice that there were a few more inscriptions on the solid bluestone at this time.

"Ang ~ Dragon fights in the wild!" As Hong Qigong's body flickered and flew backwards in an instant, two resounding dragon sounds came from between his arms, and this peerless battle finally began.

"Goo~quack! Toad pounces on food~~"

"Palm like a divine sword ~ swing a stone and fall into the Ying!"

"Amitabha Buddha ~, Prajna Maha~ Dharma is boundless!"

"One finger ~ Shaoyang ******** Tiangang Beidou ~ Sword even seven stars! Chop~!! ”

"Boom~~~" There was a tremor, the strong wind whistled bluestone dust flying everywhere, and the surrounding crowd had to blow their hair and wake, and their clothes were messy, and their bodies couldn't help retreating with the dust and waves, but they still stared at the huge high platform filled with sandstone with their eyes open, and most of the people who remained here at this moment were strong in martial arts, and they were far from ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

"Phew~~, Huang Laoxi, you won't change directions, you even beat the old flowers! Phew~Wyvern~ In the sky! ”

"Haha~~ It's called Hanako, you just asked for it~, between the breath struggle, I don't know how much strength I received!" When Huang Yaoshi heard this, he also threw away everything in his heart, looked up at the sky, and Hong Qigong, who was vomiting blood in his mouth and roaring all over his body, laughed loudly, and then felt that the breath beside him flashed instantly, and his two fingers were connected: "Finger magic power~!" ”

"Goo~~, the toad is out of the hole~!" Ouyang Feng, who failed in the sneak attack, did not change his complexion, his knees and legs were slightly propped up, and he stretched out his hands and slapped them straight at Huang Yaoshi's chest.

And Huang Yaoshi also leaned back~ turned his fingers into a palm and faced the palm of the dragon chanting under the sky: "Palm move splits the sky!" ”

"Haha~, the old poison and the old monster are really looking at the old flowers, Ang ~ Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending ~ Jiao Qianlong Leap!" Blocked by Ouyang Feng's palm and feet, and Huang Yaoshi's splitting palm, Hong Qigong, who was in the sky, smiled happily and landed on the ground, his left palm probed forward, and his right hand was hidden behind him, and he waved it at the chest of the two with Long Yin.

"Bang~, pop~knock!" Between the three of them fighting, the bluestone continues to burst into stones, flying up and being crushed by the chaotic internal qi, and the powder is floating in the heaven and earth, all kinds of dangers and dangers are innumerable, and on the other side, although the battle is also hot, but it is much gentler, since ancient times, the Buddha does not stand~, but on the one hand, the monk and Buddha killing is a great precept, and on the other hand, the seven sons of Quanzhen are also aimed at establishing authority without hurting people.

"My Buddha is merciful, ~ Ye Zhi Ruo Dora!"

"Amitabha Buddha ~, seven Taoist brothers take my two fingers~ Rush in the air!"

Hearing the sound, the Quanzhen Seven Sons who held the sword in the formation were all bowed, and the posture turned between the blades of the sword flashed sharply and cut the bluestone, staring and saying in a deep voice: "The two masters also know that I am really troubled~, there is no grudge between us in the past and no hatred today, but at this moment, we have to take out our housekeeping skills to try and compete, the two masters should be careful, the seven stars gather ~~ slash!" ”

As Li Mang took off his sword and gathered straight towards the two monks, Yilan was also peaceful, and it was not until he attacked his body that he condensed his breath and pointed out his palm.

"Amitabha, Buddhism and Taoism practice has its own hatred and troubles, but a few Taoist friends don't have to think about it! Three fingers ~ Shaoze is light! ”

"Good, good! The Buddha's thousand hands ~ illusion I palm! Painstakingly gazing at the sword mang, he recited lightly, but the arm wrapped in sackcloth instantly turned into countless illusory handprints, and the internal force leaked out of the thin palm of the flicker, and gradually disappeared the sword, and asked in a harmonious voice: "The vision that was born on the day of this mountain of the end of the south is not known if it is also an illusory scene!" ”

"Boom~!" A tremor sounded from the side, and the nine people who were talking and fighting followed the sound, but they could only observe the three ragged figures that were constantly revealed in the dust, and they shook their heads in unison to change their positions before fighting together.

"The Seven Stars ~ Turning Sword Lotus! Stab~! The seven swords gathered and rotated, and the small blade light continued to shoot, but in a moment, it was really condensed into a lotus flower and flew away in all directions, Ma Yu glanced lightly, and the expressions of several junior disciples beside him were just about to speak, but they stared at not far away in an instant, and Yideng and the others also had the same expressions as him.

"Ah~ Kang Long has regrets!"

With Hong Qigong's angry shout, a figure suddenly flashed out from the smoke and dust-filled shock, but it was Ouyang Feng, I saw that his face was slightly pale and he covered his chest from time to time to wipe the blood marks on the corners of his mouth, but the depths of his eyes were full of smug sneers.

"Ouyang Feng~Are you here for real~?"

"Poof~No~, it's always called a flower~, it's because I'm not as good as others~!" The figure of Huang Yaoshi, whose face was purple and black blood spitting lightly, was only revealed, and Hong Qigong beside him was also sweating profusely at this time, and his thick palms were stretched out behind Huang Yaoshi's back, constantly trembling and conveying internal force, trying to drive out the poisonous gas in his body.

"It's always called a flower~, don't bother thinking in vain~, the poison on Huang Laoxi's body can't even be solved by me Ouyang Feng!"

Listening to Ouyang Feng's words, Hong Qigong's eyelids just jumped, and he lowered his eyes to convey internal force, but his body was suddenly shocked and took a few steps back, and he couldn't help but stare at anxiously: "Old monster~What are you doing~?" ”

"Poof~~" A mouthful of thick black blood spit out, Huang Yaoshi's body flickered to the edge of the high platform in an instant, his eyes were solemn and he waved his palm and patted it, and he shouted in his mouth: "Go down~!" ”

"Master~" Mei Ruohua, who had fallen from the high platform, sensed Huang Yaoshi's incomparably weak breath, and couldn't help but cry out in grief.

"I said a long time ago~, I, Huang Yaoshi, have no disciples since the fall of Yu'er Yu! Ahem~~Let's go~"

"Master~ Don't do this!" Before Huang Yaoshi finished speaking, a thick stream of black blood overflowed from his mouth, which made tears flow from Mei Ruohua's empty eyes, although her eyes were dull, she sensed the strangeness of her master at this time.

"Get out~~!" An angry shout came out, but Mei Ruohua still kept shaking her head, and Hong Qigong also tightly held Huang Yaoshi's slightly shaking body, and comforted in a low voice: "Old evil~, don't do this!" ”

After finishing speaking~, Hong Qigong turned to Ouyang Feng who sneered angrily, and said angrily: "Old poison~, but you are really this poisonous man~? ”

"Haha~, you also know the name of my Ouyang Feng's Western Poison~, I, Ouyang Feng, have just sworn ~, today I will let Huang Yaoshi die without a place to be buried~, it won't take a moment~, he Huang Yaoshi will turn into filthy blood! Hehe~ haha! ”

"You~~!" Hong Qigong clenched his fists at this time, and he didn't even feel the slightest feeling of blood dripping out, he only resented why he didn't have Ouyang Feng's words just now, and when the three of them were fighting, they even waved their palms at Huang Yaoshi with Ouyang Feng.

"Hmph~~" Ouyang Feng stroked the palm print in his chest and let out a sneer, then turned his eyes to glance at the Quanzhen Seven Sons and the two monks who were not far away, and then stared at Ke'er, who was still in a trance, and said with deep eyes: "I'm not like them~, I can really talk about the narrative between martial arts!" I, Ouyang Feng, will die when I make a move! Haha~ No regrets even if you die! Huang Laoxi~, I will personally give you a few pillars of incense today next year~! (To be continued.) )