"Yin Yang Mo, what kind of person are you, how can you be a master of this Kongtong Sect?"

Hai Dafu coughed violently a few times, and said sharply: "Our family is just a blind eunuch, but we can't see you group of minions devouring the master." ”

Kangxi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he found himself unscathed, and when he saw Hai Dafu's strong martial arts, his pounding heart slowly calmed down.

Guo Jing had already discovered Hai Dafu hidden in Kangxi's bedroom, but he didn't want to expose himself, so he didn't kill him.

But he roughly estimated that if the Red Flower Society and the Fourteen Heroes went up together, dragging Hai Dafu and killing Nakang Mazi, it would not be a difficult task.

Maybe it was because he heard the sound in the palace, or maybe it was strange why he hadn't killed the little emperor for so long, the other twelve masters of the Red Flower Society, except for Chen Jialuo and Yu Yutong, who went to investigate the situation, all walked into the palace.

Although Hai Dafu's pair of tricks were destroyed by Wei Xiaobao, he still had the ability to listen to the sound and distinguish the position, he took a few steps back, protected the little emperor behind him, and used the method of transmitting sound into secrets, and told Kangxi to find a place to hide after the war started.

Although Hai Dafu stayed in the palace only to find out the culprit who killed Concubine Dong E, he never cared much about other things, but he also knew which was more important, and he couldn't let these thieves kill the little emperor.

Rumble!

Or because he was put on a punch by Hai Dafu just now, Wen Tailai didn't wait for others to take the lead in punching Hai Dafu.

Before this straight punch reached his face, Hai Dafu heard a very loud sound of wind and thunder, he knew that this punch would not be as casual as it was to Kangxi just now, so he flashed sideways, and when Wen Tailai was brought forward by the punch, he was ready to give him a yin and yang grind, and eliminate an enemy first,

But unexpectedly, as soon as he gathered his strength, before he could make a move, a pair of mandarin duck knives touched his neck, Hai Dafu turned his mind, and easily hit Luo Bing who was leaning over, and for a while, Luo Bing was forced into danger.

Syllable.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Banshan threw out a few Feiyan silver shuttles, and the last one came first, missed the momentum, and saved Luo Bing.

Luo Bing, who was rescued, didn't have time to thank him, and slashed at Hai Dafu's neck with a backhand.

Hai Dafu secretly said that it was not good, so he hurriedly got lucky, jumped backwards, glided a few meters, and opened up the distance between him and Luo Bing.

The first master of the Red Flower Society, the "Soul Snatching Sword", Wuchen Dao Chief, hurriedly chased after him, danced the long sword out of the flower, and stabbed five or six swords in the time that ordinary people in the rivers and lakes stabbed a sword.

But the internal kung fu was far inferior to Hai Dafu, and he broke the long sword with a punch from his internal force, which shocked the internal organs.

Unexpectedly, in front of Hai Dafu, his fast sword is the least threatening, perhaps this is also related to the fact that although the sword speed is fast, the strength is insufficient.

The two brothers of the Chang family, who were originally following closely behind, were shocked when they saw this situation, and hurriedly withdrew to leave, stabilizing the retreating dust-free road chief.

"You don't need to talk to him about morality, let's go together." Zhang Jin, the ten masters, shouted, and rushed forward with the seven, eight, ninety, and three masters, and Luo Bing and Wen Tailai followed.

As the so-called two fists are hard to beat with four hands, Hai Dafu faced these six masters in a row, and it was also a headache.

So, he took a deep breath and roared, bursting out the internal force of his whole body, knocking the six people back a few steps.

Then, with a sigh of relief, he grabbed Kangxi's collar and ran out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he saw a dragon-shaped true qi attacking him, although it was small, but it was indeed a descending dragon palm.

It turned out that a certain generation of the beggar gang had died unexpectedly, and this dragon palm was inherited by his righteous brother, who was a Shaolin monk, worried that if there was an accident in the future, the dragon palm would be lost, so it was backed up in the Shaolin Temple.

Later, Shaolin Temple was divided into north and south Shaolin because of the war, and this dragon palm also disappeared with the migration of Shaolin Temple, and Chen Jialuo got this lost dragon palm by chance, and recently repaired it.

At such a close distance, Hai Dafu was difficult to dodge, and he received a solid dragon palm, and then floated away into the distance with the strength of his palm.

After landing on the ground, Hai Dafu swallowed a mouthful of old blood and ran into the distance.

Before he could run a step or two, he couldn't hold it and fell to the ground.

Kangxi hurriedly got up to check and found that he had died of anger.

It turned out that Chen Jialuo's palm slapped firmly on his heart, shaking his heart into eight sections.

Hai Dafu did not die violently on the spot, and he can be regarded as determined, but if he wants to escape death, it is impossible to die.

After all, when a person is killed, he dies.

He is not a protagonist, but stands on the opposite side of a protagonist, and wants death to open up to him, which is simply wishful thinking.

Kangxi saw that Hai Dafu was dead, and several leaders of the Red Flower Society also followed, surrounding him, and couldn't help but despair.

Am I going to die here?

Chen Jialuoqiao's face was full of excitement, and she happily shouted to Kangxi: "Dog Emperor, go to death." ”

As he spoke, a dragon descending palm was struck.

Seeing that Kangxi was about to die, her heart was extremely excited, and she couldn't help but think a little cranky, she killed the dog emperor with a dragon palm, is it considered a "dragon".

Under this kind of thought, the dragon-shaped true qi gathered by the dragon descending palm actually had a bit of true dragon power.

She felt as if some shackles had been broken.

Guo Jing took the initiative to activate the protagonist's aura and saw a different scene.

In his eyes, Chen Jialuo's protagonist aura at this time was extremely bright, and the protagonist's aura was originally a line worse than his own, but now it is a little exceeded.

Such a spectacle made Guo Jing a little breathtaking.

Is this a transformation of the protagonist's aura, will it be possible to kill an emperor yourself?

Guo Jing thought with a little malice.

Suddenly, Guo Jing noticed something, and a smile appeared on his face.

Sure enough, if this is the transformation of the protagonist's aura, then if you want to transform, you have to get through the catastrophe, which is really not an easy thing, everything has become interesting, and there are still many things in this world that he needs to excavate.

An old eunuch appeared in front of Kangxi, pinched the dragon-shaped true qi with one hand, and turned it into nothingness in one and a close, blocking this dragon-descending true qi for him.

Kangxi escaped, and under the ups and downs, he fainted.

Seeing his dragon descending true qi being dissolved in such an understatement, Chen Jialuo was shocked in his heart.

I know my own situation, and with the power of this dragon descending true qi, I can beat three past selves, which I couldn't have imagined before.

But in front of this old eunuch, this dragon-descending true qi was like a child's toy, and it couldn't do him any harm.

I'm afraid that my group of people together can't do a trick in his hands.

Tonight, I might be buried here.