Chapter 15 Rongguo Gong Fengxue Mountain Temple, Qin Hancao Again Kills Yan Nantian (2)
The officials of the Ministry of War were bored with themselves, and sat honestly on the side, Zhao Kun was also happy to be quiet, sat by the fire, and began to close his eyes to recuperate, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously hung a smile. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The group quickly quieted down on the side of the mountain temple, and in another valley not far away in a straight line, the show had just begun.
Although the masters of the various sects were unwilling, under the weight of the other party's overwhelming pressure, they had to hang down their always arrogant heads, and vent all their grievances on the snow, and only the wild laughter of the red-robed man and the echo of the mountains remained in the valley where hundreds of people gathered.
The laughter stopped, and the audience was silent.
A majestic voice suddenly sounded, shaking everyone's hearts: "Since my debut, Yan Nantian, I have taken it as my responsibility to benefit the world, remove all the waste wood from the rivers and lakes, and create a prosperous era of martial arts." Now I give you a chance to choose, as the so-called 'those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die', those who obey me are not to blame in the past, and those who are disobedient will be killed! ”
The heads of the various factions glanced at each other and showed a wry smile, is there still a choice?
At the beginning, in order to fight against Yan Nantian, the major gangs had organized many sniper operations either openly or covertly, but they were all resolved by Yan Nantian one by one, and those involved were all killed on the spot, and no one survived. The battle of Yuhuatai that year gathered sixty-six top masters in the world, but they were annihilated by Yan Nantian in one fell swoop in talking and laughing. Since then, the vitality of each faction has been greatly damaged, and the martial arts have presented the most carved scene in a hundred years.
Today, Yan Nantian summoned the heads of various factions to make the final decision, and in the face of this situation, everyone was silent and speechless.
"Old monk, then you should make a statement first!" Yan Nantian pointed to Master Zhizhen, the head of Shaolin, and said.
Zhizhen took a few steps forward and asked: "Amitabha, Yan Shi's martial arts are world-famous, and the old man sighs to himself, I don't know what the donor wants to do after he dominates the rivers and lakes?" ”
"It's very simple, there is only one condition, all factions will be removed from the rivers and lakes from now on, join my Tianmen in a unified manner, and come together to fight against the Qing, old monk, you can be regarded as the first helmsman of the Tianmen Henan Branch!" As soon as Yan Nantian's words came out, the audience was in an uproar.
Zhizhen raised his head even more, looked directly at Yan Nantian with clear eyes, and said: "The donor's move must have a deep meaning, please forgive the old man for being stupid and unable to comprehend." But Shaolin's century-old reputation can't be ruined in my hands, and Lao Wei is willing to die to thank the donor for his kindness! ”
"Shaolin has a reputation for a hundred years of shit! There are a lot of reputations for leading the party, kneeling and licking, breaking precepts, and oppressing the people! Want to die?! It's not that easy! Yan Nantian smiled, slapped his palm at Zhizhen Yao, grabbed a big stone and threw it over, "Hehe, you can obediently stay here for me to be a turtle!" ”
I saw that the red light on Zhizhen's face flashed, and he collapsed to the ground with his body soft. Yan Nantian easily broke Zhizhen's body protection qi with a palm in the air, and even smashed all the meridians in his body, and the boulder thrown out smashed on the old monk's body impartially, pressing the Shaolin abbot heavily below, only the round bald head was left outside, and waves of blood coughed up from Zhizhen's mouth, instantly dyeing the snow in front of him red.
"Abbot ......" The Shaolin men exclaimed in unison, and they grabbed it one after another, but they saw Yan Nantian's robe sleeves swinging, and the wind was raging in the flat ground, and a large number of snowflakes rolled out with everyone, and crashed directly into the opposite mountain wall.
"Ignorant junior!" Yan Nantian snorted heavily, turned his head to Master Jingqing, the head of Hengshan, and asked, "Are you Hengshan Sect willing to surrender to me?" ”
"This ......" Seeing Yan Nantian's divine skills with his own eyes, Jingqing had to think carefully. But in the end, it was the backbone that prevailed, "Please forgive the poor nun-"
Before she finished speaking, Yan Nantian already knew what she meant, so with a wave of her left hand, a black qi came out of her hand, wrapping the other party in it, forming a big black ball, suspended in mid-air, no matter how Jing Qing gathered her strength to split horizontally and vertically, but she couldn't break the ball out.
"It's you who are looking for death, don't blame me for my hot hands!" After Yan Nantian finished speaking, he clenched his fist with his five fingers, only to see the big ball shrink inward, and with a loud "bang", Jingqing's body turned into powder, sprinkled with gusts of blood rain, the cold wind blew, and the strong smell of blood permeated the entire valley, dyeing the white ground red.
If Yan Nantian's kung fu against Zhizhen was normal, then what he used just now was definitely beyond the scope of everyone's cognition, looking at the demon god-like body, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and it was difficult to resist.
"You ...... Huh......" Yan Nantian withdrew his fist with satisfaction, and was about to speak, when he suddenly stopped talking, looked at the western sky, and muttered thoughtfully: "Emei again?" No, the five dwarves are dead, Jian Bingru is sitting on a death pass, and Situ Ping, who lives in seclusion near Emei, has been crushed...... Could it be that someone took out the secret treasure buried by Shangguan Hong from the phantom wave pool and came out to do the right thing for the sky? ”
Not long after, two white dots appeared in the western sky, the white dots were small and large, like two meteors shooting here, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the top of the valley, and everyone realized that it was originally two red-beaked white cranes, and there was a woman in white standing on each of the cranes, with fluttering clothes, just like a person in the fairy world.
The two of them didn't wait for the crane to land, they jumped down from dozens of zhang in the air and landed in front of Yan Nantian, the two of them had convex and concave figures, slender jade legs, and they were only slightly shorter than Yan Nantian. The one on the left is a little older, the cloud bun is high, the golden hairpin is obliquely inserted, the hairpin is Danfeng, spreading its wings and ready to fly, lifelike, the round face has green eyebrows, the nose bridge is quite beautiful, the cherry sandalwood mouth, it seems to be open and closed, and the solemn atmosphere of a treasure is solemn.
The other is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl like a flower, with soft hair, a mouth and a nose, beautiful eyes and longing, and the pupils of lacquer looked at the masters curiously, revealing an innocent and naughty look, the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, a gorgeous smile often hung on the cheeks, and the white and tender skin was as soft and delicate as goose down, as if it was about to drip out of a pinch.
The two cranes sang in unison, nodded to the two, and then flew high, burrowed into the clouds, and disappeared.
The beautiful woman slowly took out a long sword, stroked the blade of the sword, and said, "Adversary, do you still recognize this sword?" ”
Yan Nantian's pupils shrank, his eyes were mang, and he nodded: "The Qingsuo Sword of the Shushan Sect's Twin Swords!" I knew that Shangguan was shameless! On Mount Emei, there is a bit of second-rate goods, and the most powerful thing in the hands of the three generations of disciples is the Taiyi Golden Scale Boat! It's an outlier like you, you can go to the Phantom Wave Pool at any time to get what purple and green twin swords, seven cultivation swords, and nine heavenly yuan yang rulers! ”
As soon as Yan Nantian said this, several elders present were all overjoyed, and even more fell to their knees, old tears were rampant, and they praised in a trembling voice: "The Emei Sword Immortal is still there, and the common people have been saved......