was robbed of the limelight by Yan Fengyun, and he also preached with the attitude of his predecessors, Hu Qianzhong was angry and had nowhere to vent.

As for saying that the strength of Lifeng this month can be compared to the Shaolin formation? No matter how these monks in front of him were defeated, he didn't believe that this person had such skills at a young age.

must have relied on that day to be strong, first calculated the Xuan Ku, and then used him as a short board to break through, so he broke through the four great King Kong arrays, such a way of playing, no one would know.

The more he affirmed the power of the heavenly machine, the more Hu Qianzhong wanted to win this divine weapon, and the more disgusted he was with Yan Fengyun.

Now, more than the master of the heavenly machine, he hates this stinky beggar who jumped out to spoil his good deeds!

"Hengshan Hu Qianzhong, tomorrow I will ask Brother Yue for advice."

He stood up first, and since he had been exposed by Yan Fengyun, he simply no longer stuck to a momentary reputation, and said bluntly: "However, there is a word in the next place, Tianji is a number of divine soldiers in the world, and the benefits of Tianji alone are enough to be worthy of a first-class master, if Brother Yue holds this sword against the enemy, it is tantamount to fighting two enemies and one, how can it be fair." ”

"That's reasonable."

"The heavenly machine is indeed too sharp."

"Nonsense, when did the blade still say that! Do you still want to be embarrassed?! ”

Everyone was talking, most of them insisted on their own words, Yan Fengyun also frowned when he saw this, he looked at Hu Qianzhong and asked, "Hu boy, how are you doing?" ”

Hu Qianzhong quibbled: "Since Yan Daxia wants to be fair, then please let Brother Yue not use the heavenly machine to fight the enemy, otherwise, there are a few mortal iron in our hands that can defeat the sharpness of this divine weapon, isn't it no different from bare hands, in the lower cultivation is the way of the sword, if even the sword in the hand is gone, how to fight fairly." ”

Yan Fengyun reprimanded angrily: "Where did you come from the nonsense, Tianji is the blade of the Moon Prince, according to your words, if you take away his blade, wouldn't it be even more unfair to him." ”

Hu Qianzhong did not retreat but advanced, he accentuated his tone and asked: "Yan Daxia, why have you been speaking for the Xiaoyao faction, when did the beggar gang become brothers and neighbors with the Xiaoyao faction!" ”

"Ridiculous!" Yan Fengyun shouted angrily, and the momentum fluctuated so strongly, shaking that the dust on the beam fell in a row, and everyone was like thunder in their ears, as if there was a dragon roaring from time to time.

That Hu Qianzhong was even more shocked to the point that his face turned a little pale, and he still held on to look directly at Yan Fengyun's eyes: "Yan Daxia, I was told what was in my heart, do you want to bully the small with the big?" ”

"You-" Although Yan Fengyun was angry, he didn't make a move, as he said, this person is a junior, no matter how annoyed he is, it is impossible for him to really make a move on him.

"Beggar gang, no one is bullying me!"

The sword qi was clear, and a plain-robed Taoist jumped into the field, the sword in his hand was shining on his side, it was the elder of the Songshan faction, Fuji Yue, and at the same time, more than ten people swept into the field, standing around that Teng Yue, and Qi Li was also among them.

The people of Mount Tai in the east, Mount Hua in the west, Heng Mountain in the south, Heng Mountain in the north and Song Mountain in the middle of the mountain are all gathered together, attracting the attention of all the heroes, this scene, as if the Wuyue Sword School that crisscrossed the rivers and lakes has returned.

Not to be outdone, several elders beckoned nearly a hundred disciples, and they surrounded them one by one, knocking on the ground with bamboo sticks in their hands, and the sound was earth-shattering.

The Beggar Gang and Wuyue, these are the top sects of the righteous rivers and lakes.

Although the Wuyue Sword Sect only came with more than ten people, its momentum was not weak at all, but it also faintly suppressed the beggar gang.

And the beggar gang, although the momentum is weak, but their momentum is first-class, among the various factions in the world, only their beggar gang, in the number of people to help all the way, even the other major factions together, can not compare to them.

However, although there are many gangs, the management of the beggar gang is also very fragmented, and there are many people who only know the elders and do not know the gang leader, and there are too few top people, and the martial arts are mainly based on external attack and horizontal training, mostly by word of mouth, after several generations, I don't know how much is missing, and several aspects are weak in all major sects, and the numerical advantage cannot be exerted, and because of this, the beggar gang is not able to dominate the martial arts.

But even so, these more than 100 beggar disciples went to this station, and it was a huge momentum.

The smell of fire on the two sides is full, and it is not surprising that they don't agree to fight, Lu Hanjiang is lively and energetic, but the surrounding Jianghu guests outside suddenly let go of the way, and a kind monk is surrounded by many Shaolin disciples, slowly walking.

When the four of them saw it, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "The disciple has seen the abbot." ”

It turned out that this was the abbot of South Shaolin, and the abbot of Lingkong had arrived.

Everyone called the abbot master, this lord is coming, and everyone is not so tense anymore, so they have to stalemate with each other, and no one is willing to take a step back.

Lu Hanjiang also quietly looked at the old monk, at first glance, it seemed that there was not much difference from the ordinary old man, but when he felt it carefully, he was shocked to realize that this aura was introverted, his eyes were old but not muddy, and there was a bit of naturalness in his line and movement, which was really amazing.

No wonder it is the person who can hold up the banner of Shaolin, the real first-class master, who is indeed extraordinary.

Even Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but have a little bit of a fight in his heart, but he was well suppressed, so there was no need to be in a hurry.

"Amitabha."

The abbot of the Lingkong lowered his eyes and said: "Please also stop, the incident of Qingmeizhuang happened in the temple, and the old man is responsible, but what the free faction did was too much." ”

The people in the rivers and lakes were about to applaud, but they heard Lingkong say: "However, the old man listened to the proposal of the beggar to help the Yan donor, and he felt that it was feasible. ”

Yan Fengyun was overjoyed when he heard this, and said loudly: "Master Abbot is reasonable, since this is the case, I also ask Shaolin Temple to be this intermediary." ”

The abbot of Lingkong naturally agreed, he looked at Lu Hanjiang, and said with emotion: "Since the heavenly machine is here, the Northern Hell Benefactor has really ......."

Lu Hanjiang didn't speak, just nodded.

"Ugh."

The abbot of Lingkong didn't ask anymore, and with a faint sigh, he dispersed the crowd and left with the monks.

......

Today's farce can be described as a twist and turn, Lu Hanjiang himself can play hard, and the Linglong is watching in the corner, which is also full of tastes.

She knew that Lu Hanjiang's strength was superb, but she never expected that even these four King Kong formations could not trap him, although there was a natural reason, but she was not Hu Qianzhong, pushing everything on the blade.

There was silence in the hall for a while, only the sound of Lu Hanjiang wiping the sky with a silk cloth, and suddenly a gust of night wind swept in, Linglong was not very dazzled by the wind and sand, and after she wiped her eyes, she was shocked to find that Lu Hanjiang didn't know when it started, and a pair of eyes fell on her, so she didn't move away.

"Hey, the moon is away from the wind, you ......"

"Xie Konglou who killed?"

Coldly, Lu Hanjiang asked this sentence, Linglong's face froze with anger, and slowly, all expressions disappeared from her face.

"Yue Gongzi, do Linglong a favor, the conditions are up to you." Linglong said expressionlessly.

Lu Hanjiang wiped the sword's hand for a moment, and he asked lightly: "The girl has caused such a big trouble in Xia, don't you plan to explain?" ”

"I'll teach you all the disguise techniques tonight, so is it sincere?" Linglong said without hesitation.

Lu Hanjiang smiled slightly and said, "Linglong girl, let's talk about it, why do you need to help." ”

"I received news today, there are already a batch of tigers and wolves hidden in the dark outside Southern Shaolin, can Yue Gongzi know, who is the force?"

Linglong's eyes condensed, and he said word by word: "Imperial court, Jinyiwei." ”