Raising the long sword in his hand, Yao Chuan just wanted to step forward and stop Leng Shengtang's knife, but Mr. Zhou patted him on the right shoulder and stopped Yao Chuan.

Raising his right arm, Mr. Zhou picked his wrist and picked up a large piece of lake water.

Huge waves of water broke the surface of the lake and formed a thick wall of water.

Subsequently, the knife wind thrown out by Leng Shengtang with his sleeves collided head-on with the lake water provoked by Mr. Zhou, causing a splash in the sky, and after that, both dissipated.

"Lord Lengge, you are not staying in Xuzhou, sitting in the Wind and Rain Pavilion, how can you have the leisure to come to Yangzhou? If the Wind and Rain Pavilion is without you, won't there be any chaos? Mr. Zhou asked with a smile.

"Hmph, when did your Donghai League get infected with those stinky diseases of Confucian etiquette? Why did the old man come to Yangzhou, when he came here, would you not know? Leng Shengtang snorted coldly.

"As long as the window paper is not pierced, everyone will still have to talk. If you really want to break the words, you will tear your face apart, and there will be no room for redemption at all. Mr. Zhou said.

After listening to Mr. Zhou's words, Leng Shengtang laughed loudly and said: "Ahahaha, it makes sense, it makes sense, what you said is wonderful." The old man really didn't expect that although Mei Hongfu's temper was very stinky, other people were very good at talking. It's just that this is all at the doorstep, and you are still thinking about how to discuss it, which is very unreasonable, and it is simply stupid. ”

"In this way, today, we can't be good?" Mr. Zhou said calmly.

"If you're all tied up, there's still something to talk about." Leng Shengtang said with a smile.

But when it comes to this, whether the two sides have any talks, everyone knows in their hearts. Before Mr. Zhou could respond, many monks who had been waiting on the side for a long time rushed over like a tide.

Now, with Leng Shengtang supporting them, they are naturally not afraid of Yaochuan's sword.

In this regard, many disciples of the East China Sea Alliance on Meifeng Island also flocked up.

The battle between the two sides was about to break out, but at this moment, Mr. Zhou stretched out his palm and said: "Wait, Leng Pavilion Master, it's been a long time, it's better for the two of us to make a move first, what do you think?" ”

"Hmph, you still want to stall?" Leng Shengtang said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, Leng Shengtang had already made a move to Mr. Zhou first, and with a wave of his sleeves, the wind knife was raised.

Raising his hand, Mr. Zhou wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he actually put out his palms together, pushed out two huge baleen whales from the lake, and soared in front of him.

One of the baleen whales rushed towards Leng Shengtang's wind knife, while the other rushed further away.

These two water methods are the "Stormy Waves" passed down by the East China Sea League, and Leng Shengtang's wind knife collided with it, spilling a shower. The other baleen whale was shattered by a giant golden palm.

The golden giant palm in the distance looked familiar, and Yao Chuan immediately looked over to the puppet.

Good guy, this person's cultivation is not low, but I'm afraid he is also a master of teaching. This person has been hiding in the shadows, only manipulating the puppets, and even slipping away as soon as he is discovered, it turns out that he is deliberately avoiding them.

"I don't know who this is, why don't you show up and see it?" Mr. Zhou asked in a loud voice.

However, Mr. Zhou didn't wait for the man's response, only Leng Shengtang followed the strong wind, with countless snow-bright sword lights between his sleeves, swept towards him.

At the moment, Mr. Zhou can be regarded as occupying a good location. He turned his hand to the sky, using the lake water as a screen, temporarily blocking the wind knife in Leng Shengtang's sleeve.

However, the master here is not only Leng Shengtang, but also the monk who is hiding in the shadows. Just as Mr. Zhou and Leng Shengtang were fighting, the monk who was manipulating the puppet condensed into a golden spear, threw it, and poked it in Mr. Zhou's face.

The spear was running through the air, and it was extremely fast, like a golden rainbow light.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man striking at himself, and Mr. Zhou stepped out of his left foot and stomped heavily on the surface of the lake. I saw that the ripples rose suddenly, and they quickly passed forward one by one, straightening up the spurs all the way.

The golden rainbow stabbed straight over and hit the countless prismatic thorns born in the lake. After the water splashed one after another, the golden rainbow became slower and slower, and finally stopped, turning into fluorescent light and scattering away.

The blow missed, and the man did not show up, nor did he continue to attack Mr. Zhou.

However, although the demented-faced puppet was about to fall apart with only a little bit of its body, it was a dead thing manipulated by a human after all, and as long as it was not completely destroyed, it could still move. So, under the man's control, the broken puppet rushed towards Mr. Zhou.

Seeing this, where would Yaochuan let others make another attack on Mr. Zhou, and when he was not too far away from Mr. Zhou, he met him with a sword and stopped the puppet.

Seeing that Yao Chuan made a move, where would Qu Ping let him go. Under the thunder light, Qu Ping directly punched over, and together with the puppet, he killed Yaochuan together.

The gray-robed monk followed him, and after the two joined forces, Leifa flourished.

Only after hesitating for a few breaths did the Huayi nun make up her mind and make a move against Yaochuan.

These three people, plus a puppet, joined forces to besiege Yaochuan.

Although Yaochuan is lonely and lonely, less is more than more, but Yaochuan is not afraid.

Even if Leng Shengtang had already caused Yao Chuan to suffer a lot of injuries, at this moment, Yao Chuan's sword qi was not as good as before, only two or three out of ten.

Between the rise and fall of the long sword, Yaochuan's killing intent soared. The hoarfrost fluttered and fluttered, and the cold became heavier and heavier.

The thunder method performed by Qu Ping and the gray-clothed monk was completely shattered by Yaochuan. The lightning scattered in all directions, and the humanoid puppet kept hitting Yaochuan with its golden fists, and Yaochuan was also split one by one. And although the Huayi Female Cultivator's golden mang's secret weapon was unexpected, Yaochuan's battle intent was boiling, and between the close quarters and deathfights, her golden mang's secret weapon was of no great use.

On the other side, the countless wind knives in Leng Shengtang's sleeve slashed on the heavy water curtain laid by Mr. Zhou. Between the two, there was a loud roar, and the sound was like a waterfall.

This heavy curtain of water was constantly cut by countless wind knives, and gradually cracked. Fortunately, between the ups and downs of the flowing water, the cycle is endless, so that Leng Shengtang's wind knife has no way to take Mr. Zhou.

It seemed that Leng Shengtang was blocked by Mr. Zhou, but Mr. Zhou did not feel the slightest sense of ease, but had a dignified face.

From the time Leng Shengtang made a move against Yaochuan, to the time he is now fighting with Mr. Zhou, the entire Jiuhuan Island has become more and more dull. At first, the wind was strong, and countless blades flashed. And at this time, although a wind knife rolled out of Leng Shengtang's sleeve, there was no strong wind.

It just so happened that it was evening at this moment, and everyone was attracted by Leng Shengtang and Mr. Zhou, and the dark clouds were gradually rising in the sky, but no one noticed it.

"Where the rain comes, there will be strong winds." Leng Shengtang sneered at Mr. Zhou.