Everyone left with Xuan Nan, their eyes firmly fixed on the direction of the Lion Forest.

A little-known woman can sweep half of the Central Plains martial arts in the year of Double Eight.

Those masters who have been famous for a long time are like killing chickens and dogs!

As we all know, most of the exercises that devour other people's internal breath have drawbacks.

For example, the Star Absorbing Dafa of the Sun and Moon God Sect Director will cause irreversible damage to one's own muscles and veins.

The Northern Spiritual Skill of the Carefree Sect is not bad, but firstly, this thing wants to be incomparable to the heavens, and secondly, the internal breath absorbed by the Northern Spiritual Skill also needs to be transferred into the True Qi of the Northern Underworld.

And from what Jiang Yuyan has done in the past three months, it can be seen that it seems that the exercises practiced by this demon do not have these drawbacks.

Moreover, those Jianghu bigwigs whose identities and status are much higher than others know a secret.

That is, this woman's practice is to graft flowers.

A kind of legendary magic that can not only absorb people's internal strength, but also even the experience of facing the enemy and the secret method of the opponent's magic can be taken one by one!

That is, for some reason, this female devil acted with such fanfare and was attacked by a group.

Otherwise, if you know how to hide clumsy, after a decade or two, it is not impossible to be invincible in the world.

As long as they can win the right to execute this woman from among the heroes of the rivers and lakes, they will have a great confidence that they will get this magic skill from the mouth of this female devil.

Therefore, among these wealthy factions who went up the mountain, few of them actually had a grudge against Jiang Yuyan.

Even, in order to justify their reputation, some wealthy factions did not hesitate to have a relationship with the evil demons who were killed by Jiang Yuyan!

The high-rollers who never cared about the lives and deaths of some small sects, but this time they took the initiative to find those small sects that were abused and killed by Jiang Yuyan, and offered to do justice for them!

After a stick of incense, the three monks with white hair (martial arts homo, please ignore the generation...... Walked out with a young woman who had become a prisoner but was still in her prime.

Seeing Jiang Yuyan who was surrounded by the three senior monks of the cross-character generation, the bigwigs of the various sects stood up with hot eyes.

Jiang Yuyan looked around expressionlessly, and then looked at the high platform.

Facing Jiang Yuyan's cold eyes, Master Xuanci folded his hands with compassion on his face.

And Zhang Jing, who was undignified since he came to Shaolin Temple, unconsciously lowered his head after coming into contact with Jiang Yuyan's eyes.

He is different from these Jianghu warriors who have no tomorrow today, he understands the horror of the madman behind this woman!

If it weren't for the rumors that the man was unconscious, his days were numbered.

Don't say that he is a governor and a fellow knower, even if it is the governor Liu Xi, he doesn't dare to follow an unlucky errand!

"What a ruthless devil, you also have today!"

"Give back the lives of my family of fifteen!"

"Adversary, I'm going to skin you and cramp you to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

……

After Jiang Yuyan was brought out by the monk, the surrounding people were instantly excited.

It's just that even if they are in the Shaolin Temple, even if they are guarded by three eminent monks who have entered the realm of martial arts, those people are just standing in place and arguing, and none of them dare to step forward.

"Everyone, please listen to the next word......"

At this time, Abbot Xuanci walked down the high platform and came to the middle of the venue.

"Although the devil was captured by my Shaolin monk, but my Buddha is merciful, Shaolin does not want to be contaminated with killing, you are all well-known in the martial arts, if not, you will win or lose.

The ability to fight the world's heroes, the killing and scraping of this demon is up to him.

What do you think? ”

After Xuan Ci finished speaking, he looked at the sect bosses sitting on the chairs around him.

The crowd whispered and began to weigh the pros and cons.

At this time, Xuan Ci looked at a middle-aged Taoist priest sitting in the first position on the left side of the high platform.

Wudang first hero, Song Yuanqiao!

The Wudang faction is the only one who can compare with Shaolin for thousands of years.

And in addition to the already otherworldly Zhang Zhenren in Wudang, his seven disciples are also well-known in the rivers and lakes.

"Song Daxia, what do you think?"

Xuan Ci looked at Song Yuanqiao and asked softly.

Song Yuanqiao got up, first made a mockery to Xuan Ci with a graceful look, and then turned around and saluted the heroes of the rivers and lakes.

"I thought it was ...... below"

Just when Song Yuanqiao was about to speak, there was a thunderclap in his ears.

"You still think it's a fart, hurry up!"

The voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and Song Yuanqiao's brain in the town trembled.

Song Yuanqiao froze down, looked around, and found that everyone was looking at him expectantly, and they didn't seem to hear the sound just now.

'Sound into the secret'!

In the end, it was Zhang Sanfeng's first apprentice, and he found out at the first time that there were masters using this kind of miracle skill.

And, how is this voice so familiar?

Master?!

Song Yuanqiao, who was stunned, immediately reacted.

This voice is too familiar to him, who else can there be if he is not a master?

Although he is only over the age of doubt, he can't stand his master's extremely high rank in martial arts, and his seniority is also a lot higher than ordinary people.

Anyone who dared to speak to him in this tone was no one but Shizun.

"Song Daxia?"

Looking at Song Yuanqiao, who was frowning slightly, the old nun who was sitting down also calmed down. He got up and called softly.

Song Yuanqiao was excited, and then he reacted.

"What does Song Daxia think of Master Xuanci's proposal? ...... with Wuding"

Without waiting for Mrs. Shi to finish speaking, Song Yuanqiao directly said to the abbot and the high-rollers: "Abbot, everyone, there are still important things to do, so retreat!" ”

"Farewell!!"

Without even a decent explanation, Song Yuanqiao got up directly and left Tallinn in a hurry with the doorman.

Everyone looked at the vacant seats under the high platform, and they were somewhat confused.

What's going on?

Before you can do it, scare one away?

"Even if Song Daxia is unwilling to mix, please ask the master to decide!"

Xuan Ci glanced at Song Yuanqiao and the others who left in a hurry, and then said to the extermination master below.

"Good!"

This old lady raised the sword in her hand and stood up undeniably.

……

At the gate of Shaomu Mountain, Song Yuanqiao and the others walked quickly towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Senior brother, if you leave like this, won't you lose my Wudang bearing in front of the heroes of the world?"

The others behind him didn't dare to question Song Yuanqiao, but this little junior brother Mo Shenggu didn't shy away from it.

"Does it matter with your bearing, or is it your little life with calves' noses?"

Without waiting for Song Yuanqiao to speak, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two.

"The husband stands between heaven and earth, he should uphold justice, why not be afraid of life and death?!"

Seeing the people coming, everyone led by Song Yuanqiao bowed down one after another, although Mo Shenggu also bowed, but his tone did not change at all.

Looking at the youngest apprentice, the sloppy old man could only smile bitterly.

"Master, the apprentice also doesn't understand, why do you ......"

Song Yuanqiao got up, although his tone was not as sharp as Mo Shenggu's, but it was also full of doubts.

"No matter how strong one person is, he can't match the entire martial arts. And the martial arts are prosperous, and they are still koi fish in the pool, how can they fight against the destiny of heaven? ”

The sloppy old man glanced at the Shaomu Mountain behind him, and sighed slightly.

"The meaning of the master is ......"

Song Yuanqiao was shocked in his heart and looked at the sloppy old man.

And Lao Dao's words surprised Mo Shenggu and Song Yuanqiao beside him.

"The woman in the poor Taoist temple has a ninety-five qi !!"