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Arachi is obviously not a soft-hearted philanthropist, otherwise he would not have taken out such a long whip.

Long before leaving the Qingfeng Curtain to stop the enemy, Araga said it clearly, if someone talked nonsense again, he would definitely turn his face and be ruthless. Now that he took out a long whip to beat someone, it just confirmed Huang Chi's previous words, and all the Xianmen disciples were not convinced, but they were forced by the situation, so they had to bow to the ground and dare not squeak.

After all, the Wild Brothers are all pure Yang Immortals, and their cultivation far surpasses these people, and the Wild Brothers' ancestral wood is a real person, and they are a profound Dao Jun, and the brothers have a big background and full confidence, and everyone can only wait to be beaten.

Now that Aarachi handed over the long whip to Hengjiang, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just because Hengjiang is just an immortal monk, his Taoism is not high, his strength is not strong, and his strength in his hands is obviously far inferior to Huangchi. The original form of the body of the desolate is always like a tall big turtle in the house, the strength of the arms, not to mention ten thousand catties, once the long whip is whipped with all his strength, the skin and flesh are only light, if the blow is heavy, the long whip is like a knife, it is very likely to cut off the body of the person who is beaten, a whip.

Unexpectedly, Yokoe returned the long whip to Arachi.

Hengjiang said: "Daoyou has already said that if such people speak disrespectfully, it is better than forgiveness, and now it is just time to fulfill their previous words." ”

Huang Chi said suspiciously: "Since Daoyou wants me to fight, why do you want to stop me first, such inconsistencies make me bothered." ”

Hengjiang looked at the pitch-black long whip in Arataka's hand and said, "The mistake of words is not death." First, I am worried that the Taoist friend will be ruthless for a while, and the soul of everyone will be scattered, and the punishment will be too severe. Second, I'm worried that Daoist friends take out such a fierce long whip, just to scare everyone, but in fact, the thunder is heavy and the rain is small, if this whip doesn't hurt them, won't they think I'm a weak and deceitful person, and the next time they meet me, not only will they not change their ways, but they will get worse?"

When Araka heard this, he was silent.

Obviously, Yokoe was right on his mind.

However, in the end, it is the first thing or the second one.

Hengjiang didn't ask much, but said: "If you don't fight, you can't remember it for a long time, even if you do it, you can just don't hurt your life." ”

Arachi gritted his teeth, waved the long black whip, and threw out the whip with a bang, and hit it hard. All the immortal sect disciples, all bowed to the front, and it was easy for the desolate to fight, and hundreds of whips had been shot out between breaths, only beating the disciples of the immortal sect to the point that their skin was open and fleshy, and their bodies were bruised.

Hengjiang was wearing a blindfold on his face, and he could see clearly whether the injuries on everyone's bodies were light or severe, and his heart was even clearer. After the fight was finished, Yokoe raised his arm and spread his palms towards Arachi.

Araga had no choice but to hand over the long whip to Yokoe again.

"My name is Hengjiang, I came from the world of immortals, I went to the abyss and hell for less than a year, and now I have taken over the task of the Three Treasures Ship, and I want to be the mountain master in Yizhi Mountain for ten years. I don't know you before, I have neither old hatred nor new hatred, but you indiscriminately try to bully me, what is the reason for that?"

"I am not an arrogant and unreasonable person, but I am not a weak person to be bullied. I worshiped the immortal gate, but it has been more than ten years, and your cultivation is above me, and I am my predecessor in Hengjiang, so I should have been patient and swallowed my anger. But you not only insulted me, but also insulted the children of the Xiahou clan. The ancestor of the Xiahou clan is one of the ancient immortals, for the immortal world, for all sentient beings, and he does not hesitate to test the demons. Although you are from the fairy gate, when you encounter the invasion of demons, you are frightened one by one and flee from the wind. You are not like the ancestors of the Xiahou clan who threw their heads and spilled their blood and bravely punished the demons, but they made sarcastic remarks, and they took revenge...... So, today's whip, I have to beat Hengjiang!"

"After the fight, if you are not convinced, just go back to your teacher and ask your seniors to complain, and say that today because you insulted the ancestors of the Xiahou clan, I was beaten by Hengjiang!"

At this point, Hengjiang's eyes were already cold.

Sou!

A long whip bent like a serpent, trembling straight like a sword.

Hengjiang has been on the Sealed Demon Island for more than ten years, although he has practiced various immortal methods, including eighteen kinds of martial arts such as swords, guns, halberds, long whips, and sledgehammers, but what he is best at now is still swordsmanship.

Taiyi Gengjin sword qi clings to the long whip.

Whew......

As Hengjiang waved the long whip, a sword light swayed out, hitting the Xianmen disciples in front, everyone saw that the sword was menacing, and they wanted to dodge, but when they looked up, they saw that in the demon group, Xiahou Yi was killing in all directions, and it was irresistible, so everyone cut off the idea of dodging and had to admit their fate.

The long whip was like a sword, and it did not kill everyone.

After a while, the sword light dissipated, the long whip softened, and the faces of the immortal sect disciples were already covered with eye-catching whip marks, and the skin and flesh were rolled.

"This ...... Hengdao friends, this is too much. ”

Huang Chi hesitated slightly, his eyes concealed a hint of killing chickens, and he came to Hengjiang's side, and said: "If Daoist friends only whip them and let them suffer from flesh and skin, it is nothing. But Hengdaoyou used a long whip like a sword, and slapped them with a sword, which is the so-called beating people without slapping their faces. Today, they are so humiliated by Hengdao friends, they must hold a grudge, but they are afraid that they will not be able to see each other in the future. ”

The skill of the master of the immortal sect to transmit the sound is very secretive, and only Hengjiang can hear the words of the desolate red, as for the others, they only heard the sentence "It's too much", and the rest of the words, everyone doesn't know at all.

Yokoe didn't need to think about it, he had already guessed that Araga was letting him cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

The human heart is complex and the most unpredictable.

Although Arachi slapped everyone with a whip before, his subordinates showed mercy and only hit some skin injuries on everyone's body, but now Arachi saw that Hengjiang slapped everyone, and actually made this suggestion!

Deserted subordinates are merciful, just because they are a man and leave a line, and they will see each other in the future. Now it is recommended that Hengjiang kill everyone to prevent future troubles, but because Aarachi is worried that these people will retaliate against Hengjiang in the future, it is better to kill them first. However, now on the Qingfeng curtain, there are tens of thousands of Xianmen disciples, and in front of everyone's eyes, it is not easy to do it if you really want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. So, Huang Chi said again: "When we go to the Boundless Mountain this time, it must be a lot of war, and when we fight with the demons to the death, we will take advantage of the chaos to do it, and there will be no one to handle." ”

Yokoe did not agree with Arachi's proposal.

Alas!

Aracea sighed and said, "Although you are righteous and flexible, your personality is too stubborn. ”

Hengjiang shook his head at the desolate red, his eyes swept over the beaten immortal sect disciples, and said, "You are treacherous, you are not worthy of being with me, and you can't go with me." Taking advantage of the fact that the demons have been killed and retreated, and you are safe for the time being, it is better to leave separately as soon as possible, so as not to die in the Boundless Mountain when the time comes, and in the end, your master will investigate this matter, and even say that I have a grudge with you, and I took the opportunity to plot against you. ”

Although the method of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots of the wilderness can be regarded as a strategy, it is a bad move. As Yokoe said, once everyone is killed and injured, and the people in their division are not brainless characters, how can they not connect this matter to Yokoe?

Hearing this, Araka also suddenly realized, and then closed his lips tightly and didn't say a word. It's just that he has completely figured it out, if in terms of wisdom and strategy, Hengjiang surpasses him too much, and everything thinks of him in front of him, so naturally he doesn't need to give advice.

When the people heard this, they were unwilling.

Some people say that Hengjiang is a righteous person, and he will definitely not do it secretly.

Some people also say that if the husband dies, he will die, he will die on the battlefield, and he will die in a fierce fight with the demons, and if he dies well, he will definitely not be implicated in Hengjiang.

But Huangchi didn't say a word, and picked up the whip to drive people away.

Everyone was beaten by the wilderness, knowing that they couldn't stay any longer, so they used their master's means to gallop away towards the sky behind them.

Although there are hundreds of these departed Xianmen disciples, among the tens of thousands of Xianmen disciples, all of them are only a very few, as for those who stayed in the Qingfeng curtain, never spoke disrespectfully to Hengjiang, and have been watching coldly from beginning to end, now they also look at Hengjiang differently.

"Mountain Master!"

Xiahou Yi shouted, his eyes were red, and the top of Fang Tian's painting halberd poked a black thing, speeding towards the Hengjiang River.

A beam of fire in the far sky was flying rapidly, flying faster and faster, it was the abyssal demons fleeing, and the speed was ten times faster than when they were chasing the Qingfeng Curtain before!

Seeing Xiahou Yi flying over, everyone retreated one after another, leaving a vacant space with a radius of 100 meters in front of the Qingfeng Curtain. Just because the Xiahou clan is red-eyed, and if you go crazy, you will not be able to distinguish between the enemy and me, everyone knows, although everyone heard the Huang brothers say that Xiahou Yi is still sane, but they see that Xiahou Yi's eyes are red, and they are still worried that Xiahou Yi will kill people indiscriminately, so they avoid its edge and avoid it from afar.

The Qingfeng Curtain is composed of a gang wind, controlled by the Wild brothers, and the wind curtain is like a rocky ground, which is very solid.

Xiahou Yi shook Fang Tian's halberd, and the black thing fell on the Qingfeng curtain with a thud.

Everyone looked at it and realized that it was a huge arm that was burning with flames. This arm is several feet long, like a bent tree, emitting a stream of demonic energy, and there is a crackling sound of flames, which resounds from the arm, in addition, there is also a faint smell of meat, emanating from the arm.

"The Demon Lord was so treacherous that he gave up an arm in order to escape his life. When I drew the halberd in my hand and cut off the arm of the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord's shoulder port, spilled blood like a waterfall, and the Demon Lord used this to perform the method of blood escape, taking the demons with him, shaped like a blood-colored rainbow, and fled away in the air! Because the speed of the demons was too fast, I couldn't catch up, leaving only this one arm. ”

Xiahou Yi said to Hengjiang while opening his sleeves, letting more than a thousand Fang Tian painting halberds fly into his sleeves one by one, and then the red light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his tone became softened, and he said: "I didn't believe in my words, I didn't take the head of the demon lord to give the mountain lord a drink, and I asked the mountain lord to punish me!"

When many Fang Tian painting halberds sank into the sleeves of Xiahou Yi's clothes, the light that was wrapped around Fang Tian's painting halberds flew to the cloak behind Xiahou Yi's robe one after another, turning into lifelike patterns, or Lanzhi vanilla, or peony and peony, which were purple and red, and they were very beautiful.

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