Emei's third swordsman, Yu Huazhen, used the trick of the snow piercing the cloud sword, and knocked Li Moran off the stage, which caused

Especially those generals of the Great West Army, as well as fans of the Emei faction, cheered for Yuhuazhen.

Of course, there are also many ordinary people who feel sorry for Li Moran, such a good young man originally came to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, but he didn't expect to suffer such a catastrophe, it seems that he will die nine times, not to mention that sword, just falling from such a high place, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Such a beautiful girl, who dares to ask for such a vicious attack......

Quite a few shook their heads and sighed.

At this time, Yu Huazhen felt happy in his heart, since he was a faint monarch Chongzhen's person who deserved to be killed, it was a pity that he had a good skin in vain, was reborn in the wrong place, and went the wrong way......

Looking at the Emei old nun behind the shed, he saw that the apprentices had won glory for their Emei faction, and they had cleaned up the Daming brocade guards, and their faces showed a look of pride.

Of course, what is even happier is Zhang Xianzhong and his three godsons, the disciples of the Emei faction really live up to their reputations, especially Sun Kewang, who saw Li Moran who was beaten by Yuhuazhen, fall off the stage, and couldn't help but be very happy in his heart.

This is tantamount to Yu Huazhen avenging him.

He felt that the fourth apprentice of the dustless old man was not bad, he was so beautiful, and he had such a high level of martial arts, it was also a blessing to be able to marry this woman, but she should not be as good as the Emei Great Sword......

Now Sun Kewang, as the first outstanding among Zhang Xianzhong's three godsons, he has not forgotten the matter of recruiting relatives in the competition, and he still wants to pick and choose between the four disciples of the Emei faction......

At this time, Emei Laoni was planning to let the third disciple Jinding Four Elephant Sword Zhou Yingyuan take the stage and compete with the fourth disciple, because now he only has these two apprentices around him, and the eldest apprentice and the second apprentice have not come back.

In fact, of course Emei Laoni knows which of the four disciples under her has high martial arts and who has low martial arts. The reason why he has to go through such a process, like Zhang Xianzhong, is also to hide people's eyes.

is still the same sentence, the ring of martial arts competition and recruitment cannot be cold. At this time, Zhou Yingyuan just said that the disciple obeyed the order, and he didn't have time to stand up and walk out of the viewing shed.

But at this moment, from the crowd under the stage, a red phantom flew up and fell into the ring.

After the red phantom settled in the ring.

Watching the crowds of spectators, including thousands of Onishi generals, their eyes widened in an instant. Because at this time, it was not an ordinary person who came to the stage to fight, but a monk.

And it's not an ordinary monk, this is a lama monk from the Western Regions, wearing a yellow cockscomb hat, two gold earrings on both ears, and wearing a fiery red monk's robe.

What's even more unacceptable is his face, bitter as if he had drunk arsenic.

Many people pointed to the stage and discussed, and some even started to whistle and coax.

"The monks have also come to power?"

"This is a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, why do monks also come up to recruit relatives? What kind of system ...... become?"

"It's like, it's too unsophisticated, haha......

Zhang Xianzhong and Emei Lao Ni Wuchen stood up at the same time, the faces of the two of them were as heavy as water, where did the bald donkey dare to come here to find death?

In the ring of martial arts competition, how can monks be allowed to take the stage, it is becoming more and more unreasonable.

This is clearly to kick their field and slap them in the face.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Neither Zhang Xianzhong nor Emei Laoni are good-tempered people, and the two of them are just about to lose their temper.

Gu Qingcheng, the head of the Qingcheng faction, came over, "Your Majesty, the monk who took the stage is the national teacher of Zambik in the Western Regions, the bitter-faced lama monk, and He Daoming, the blood palm, are all from Wu Sangui, and this person's martial arts cultivation is extremely high."

When Zhang Xianzhong and Wuchen Lao Ni heard this, their heads suddenly cooled. A mere Wu Sangui is nothing, but the Western Regions Zanbike and the Ming Dynasty are neighbors, although the country is not big, but the people are fierce, there are many masters, and the martial arts of the Western Regions faction are unique.

If it is not done well, it will cause a war between the two countries, and now Zhang Xianzhong is powerful, his strength in Daxi only occupies less than the territory of a province, and he is still in the encirclement and suppression of the Ming and Wu Sangui armies.

Zhang Xianzhong looked at the dustless old nun, and the head of the Emei faction nodded knowingly.

Since this lama monk came to the ring, it was solved through the rules of the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, and they also pretended to be confused.

However, the dustless old nun also gasped when he saw that this lama monk turned out to be a cultivator of the 6th layer realm of the Gangqi realm.

At this time, in the ring, the snow pierced the clouds, the sword and the rain turned into a stunned face, why did a monk come up, this is also outrageous, shouldn't it be the senior sister Zhou Yingyuan who came over?

At this time, Maha Zhi spoke, "Don't be afraid, the little monk will introduce himself first, the little monk is the national teacher of Zambik in the Western Regions, known as the bitter-faced lama monk Maha Zhi, and he didn't want to take advantage of the girl when he came to the ring, but mainly to have a trick with the Emei faction and see the kung fu of the Emei faction.

Mahachi said, very politely bowing deeply to Yu Huazhen.

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen