The middle-aged Taoist frowned and felt that things were a little tricky, it would be easy to kill these six boys, but what should I do if I don't cooperate with the fish in the cannon fist tomorrow? Tan Shilang, the head of the cannon fist, was sincerely scared on the surface, but in fact, his mind was very cunning. Once he hides all the thirteen-year-olds or secretly sends them away, it will be a lot of trouble for him to even have the ability to pass the sky.

The boat in the river is seven or eight meters from the shore, neither near nor far. Zhu Fugui secretly scolded stupidity, but his heart was warm.

The young man who went to check the situation hurriedly ran back and exclaimed, "Kill, kill! Those two martial artists who went to the village in the afternoon are dead!"

"You two thieves dare to kill people in the North Dongting, no, you don't take our cannon fists in your eyes. Obediently go with us and figure it out!"

Da Niu heard that it was the Taoist accomplice who died, which was quite strange, but he was too lazy to bother thinking about it, and with a lift of his hand, the six people still fanned over.

The middle-aged Taoist was furious, and with a wave of his sleeves, a strong wind suddenly blew in his face. The six people surged up with the strength of the wine and the footsteps were flashy, and they were staggered by this gust of wind, and it was not easy to stabilize the next plate, but the wine strength was almost awake.

"Hmph, Dao Ye, I have already told Tan Shilang that as long as you cooperate to find someone, you will let go of the cannon fist. A few of you boys who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, Dao Ye will spare it today, and only catch the children on the same river, don't you get out of here!" the Taoist sneered, disdainful of further explanations.

The six men glared at him angrily and did not flinch.

"Why don't you get out of here? Do you think that Dao Ye is a vegetarian and really won't kill people? Is it worth giving up your life for others?" The middle-aged Taoist man's face was gloomy, revealing Sen Sen's murderous aura.

There was still silence, and in the silence, the six people were still slowly approaching.

"Dare to take one step further, die!"

The Taoist priest's words fell, only to hear a "tom" sound, Da Niu took a step forward, stomped on the ground and punched his chest, shouting:

"The first rule of the door!"

"Guarding the township and defending the land, it is our responsibility!" The five people behind hit the ground with sticks, stomped their fists and feet, and responded loudly.

"The second rule of the door!"

"If you don't save you when you die, shame on you!"

"The third rule of the door!"

"Benevolence takes righteousness, and our generation is glorious!"

The shouts tore through the night sky and stirred the four fields, although there were only a few people, the momentum seemed to be swept by thousands of troops, high-spirited and unyielding, generous and tragic, making people's blood boil, although they did not regret death.

For example, Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin, Yi Shui's tragic song fluttered in white clothes, and never returned; such as Ji Kang was about to be executed, sighing "Guangling San", and playing the piano in Gu Riying; such as Tan Sitong's "I smiled to the sky with a horizontal knife", such as Wen Tianxiang's "Leaving Dan to take care of the sweat".

Since the dynasties and dynasties, the classics of the sages, the proclamations of the imperial court, the rules of the door, the rules of the township, and the family motto of the township covenant have all been high-sounding, but who has ever been the truth? What hangs on the hall is righteousness and light, but behind the scenes, there are flies and dogs; the mouth talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but behind the scenes, men steal and prostitute women.

Although these boys are humble and naïve, they are full of enthusiasm and righteousness, and they do not hesitate to live or die. At this moment, they are so serious that they are almost stubborn, and they just sublimate a solemn taste, which is awe-inspiring.

If wisdom evolves man's abilities, then righteousness purifies man's spirit. The ancients had a song cloud: Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star. Yu people say Haoran, full of gloom...... It is majestic, and it is eternal. When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death are sufficient.

Man Jianghong on the river was so suffocated by this momentum that he almost exploded, turning the oars to prevent the boat from being carried away by the current. The big yellow dog quietly watched the chaotic scene on the embankment, and his eyes flashed. Zhu Fugui saw that the situation was about to break out, and he changed his mind sharply and prepared to strike first, ready to pounce.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was suddenly shocked back by the momentum of everyone by half a step, his heart was ashamed, and the killing machine became more and more vigorous, but suddenly his eyes showed respect, his hands arched and bent down to give a deep salute, and said: "See Gao Gong." ”

Everyone turned around, only to see a Taoist standing quietly more than 20 meters away, the body of the person was tall under the moonlight, wearing a bright and swaying apricot yellow robe, wearing a golden crown to the sky, and the shoulder was obliquely exposed to the hilt of the peachwood sword, looking like a fairy from afar.

Gao Gong is the leader of the Taoist priests who preside over the puja, and is said to be able to communicate with the gods in a step-by-step fight. Ordinary Taoist priests wear green robes, and yellow robes can only be worn by mages, high gongs, hosts and others. Zhu Fugui listened to the sound and distinguished, and determined that this group of people were Taoist priests and not qi refiners. The momentum pressure brought by that high skill is absolutely only something that a grandmaster-level master can do, and a character who has reached the top of his rank like this is disdainful of playing others. Although monks don't ask their names and don't ask their ages, they still have their names in their names among Taoist priests, such as a certain Taoist friend and a certain master. This middle-aged Taoist priest is really cautious, and he doesn't even reveal his name and the other party's name when he sees the teacher, indicating that what is going on at the moment is not visible, and he must cover up his deeds. The high-level Daoist came quietly, unfathomably terrifying, and the situation that could still fight collapsed in an instant!

Gao Gongdao's face was expressionless, he only quietly glanced at the people on the embankment, then raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and a white line with the thickness of his middle finger blinked. I only heard a miserable scream of "ah", and the big cow behind the crowd fell down, and a bloody hole appeared in the center of the eyebrows.

The white line runs across the air, condensed but not dispersed.

Kill without warning. No matter how passionate you are, no matter what you do, in the face of absolute strength, there will never be any reason to talk about!

Zhu Fugui's cold hair stood on end like a fallen ice cave, and he sighed secretly! The life-saving sword qi has decayed a lot with the passage of time, and he is afraid that it will be difficult to kill a high-level Daoist. How could he not see that the white line was a cyclone turbulence formed after the Gang Qi penetrated the air, and that high merit had at least reached the extremely high realm of the Grandmaster. Hearing that the Qi Knife of the Immortal Valley is like a long rainbow running through the sun, this demon path is like a sword with a snap of his fingers, and it can be ten zhang away from the body, which is not much.

The Hunan people are brave, commonly known as the "Southern Barbarians", and once the blood is stimulated, they have always been fierce and not afraid of death. The five Cannon Boxing disciples left two rescue bulls, while the other three roared angrily and raised their sticks to attack the high martial Taoists.

Knowing that he is invincible, he knows that he will die, but he has a breath and will never back down.

Zhu Fugui was shocked and was about to stop him, only to hear a cold snort, like being hit by a heavy hammer on his eardrums, and suddenly felt that the sky was spinning and Venus was rising in a blink of an eye. The five boys fell in unison, their bodies curled up and spasmed, blood snaked from their mouths and noses, and let out a terrible howl like that of a dying beast.

Zhu Fugui pressed his hand to his chest, bent over and gasped for breath, his heart beating like a drum and almost bursting. With a cold snort from the high-level Daoist, a small and sharp air flow broke through his body's protective true qi and pierced into the pericardial meridian, and his palace cultivation hurriedly condensed the true qi on the periphery of the heart to block it, and it could only slow down. The true qi of the broken body was not powerful but condensed abnormally, as if a steel needle had pierced into tofu, and it instantly penetrated the pericardial meridian and went straight into the heart meridian. The heart spasmed as if it were clenched by a giant claw, and it trembled ten times in a second. The blackness in front of his eyes, the dizziness and colic waves hit the shore like a burst of angry waves, Zhu Fugui understood that his life had reached the last moment, and after dozens of seconds, this heart was probably going to break.

In the dying struggle, the true qi in Zhu Fugui's dantian was rapidly transferred to the heart meridians to resist desperately, as if the tide was receding and the beach was exposed, and a green breath quickly showed that the mountain dew condensed and formed, and it was a small green sword.

The little sword seemed to be alarmed, the tip of the sword was slightly raised, and it flashed up the meridians and entered the Heart Sutra. Along the way, the true qi avoided one after another, as if the soldiers surrounded and suppressed the bandits but were invincible, and were killed to the point that they could not form an army, and suddenly saw the general riding alone from the sky, and immediately rejoiced, and they clamored to follow.

At this time of life and death, Zhu Fugui's ontological true qi seemed to be surging in the heart meridian that enveloped his heart, but as soon as he touched the heterogeneous true qi implanted by the high-martial Taoist, it collapsed helplessly, to no avail. As soon as the little sword entered the Heart Sutra, the unstoppable foreign true qi was immediately alert, and it was arrogant like a snake, ready to confront. But the little sword was even more arrogant and disdainful than it, and it didn't stop at all, the sword light was just stirred, and the condensed abnormal body-breaking true qi was not the enemy of unity, and it was suddenly cut and shattered like a rain of flowers, and was swallowed up by Zhu Fugui's ontological true qi.

Although the foreign enemy was annihilated, the little sword still refused to stop, and it quickly traveled through the Zhou Tian meridians, driving Zhu Fugui's own true qi to follow in a hurry. The little sword is moving faster and faster, and the true qi that is wrapped in it is also increasing, and the power is getting bigger and bigger, as if it wants to break through the body and fly out.

All this happened in only a few breaths, the white lines across the air had not completely dissipated, and the few young men of the Cannon Fist Gate were still lying on the ground trembling and spasming, and the screams came to an abrupt end.

After a cold snort, the Gaogong Daoist stopped looking at the people on the embankment, and walked along the slope step by step to the ferry, not in a hurry or slowly, with a steady pace and a solemn expression.

Seeing the high-level Taoist approaching, the big yellow dog on the boat exploded all over his body, his eyes showed a faint red light, and he howled at the surging river. For a while, the waves were surging, and the boat retreated more than ten meters, and a puddle depression appeared on the river surface.

The wind suddenly rose, and the wisps of mist were swept away.

The grass and trees are lurking, and the waves are crashing on the shore.

The howl was low but very penetrating, and it spread far and wide, and the snakes, rats, insects and finches along the river were suddenly silent and did not dare to move. Beneath the surface, the sound waves pass through the mouth of the Thatched Street River at a faster speed into Dongting Lake.

The depths of Dongting Lake are as horizontal as a mirror, and suddenly the water waves ripple and bulge a water bag. The water bag grew bigger and bigger, straight like a small hill, and quickly moved towards the mouth of the river, dragging out two huge waves more than three meters high, sweeping across the surface of the lake for 800 miles.

The thunderous sound of water spread from the vast lake to the thatched streets, and the people in the market town were awakened one after another, some climbed onto the roofs to beat gongs, and more people helped the old and the young to run to the high ground with their noisy shouts. The huge waves approached the mouth of the Hudu River, and the hundreds of black-canopy boats gathered there were overturned in an instant. Fortunately, the follow-up waves became lower and lower, and gradually disappeared without a trace. The fishermen were all proficient in the water, and they swam ashore like a pile of ants, all pale and frightened.

The huge waves rushed into the Hudu River like a mountain and the sea, blocked by the narrow embankment, stirring up five or six meters high waves, slapping on both sides of the bank with a monstrous momentum, rolling up thousands of piles of snow under the moonlight, splashing a river of broken jade Qionghua. The schools of fish in the river have bounced out of the water, Diaozi, Huangjiao, silver carp, carp, grass carp one after another, the dark blue river surface is surging like a white screen, as if a huge and incomparable long scroll is being opened one after another, and the waves are magnificently pressed towards the inland river, unstoppable.

Beneath the waves, a huge black shadow scurried underwater.