"I'm the head of the righteous path, and it's lively today!"

The voice was crisp, but it had a majesty that made people involuntarily afraid.

The people on the Huashan League's side were overjoyed and said in unison: "Prison, are you back?" ”

Prisons?

That smelly boy?

The four Wuyue representatives sitting in the seats were stunned for a moment and understood.

At this time, the crowd at the gate separated, revealing the gate.

I saw a few young Taoist priests standing with a rosewood chair and placed it in the center of the door.

A young white-clothed Taoist priest with a skin that looked like he had not passed the double ten sat on it, his waist straight, his hands on the armrests, and his eyes looked down at everyone.

At this moment, everyone has a sense of absurdity.

It was as if outside the door was inside the hall, and the Taoist priest sat on the head of the main seat, watching the wicked guest come to the door but not caring about it.

And inside the hall became outside the hall.

Just because of one person and one look, everyone's internal and external concepts have been reversed, but no one feels that there is anything wrong.

Just like that person is born to be the protagonist, his position is the real master.

"You, are you Wen Hong?"

One of the people in the crowd asked in a trembling voice.

"Born without changing your name, without changing your surname." Wen Hong looked at the man, it was a little nun, "You nun doesn't eat fasting and reciting Buddha, but what are you doing here to get involved in these things?"

Don't go back yet? ”

Looking at him, the little nun only felt that she had seen the evil ghost Rakshasa and was terrified.

It's obviously a person, but I can't see the slightest popularity.

Fear!

I'm really scared!

Amitabha, how can there be such a character in this world?

The little nun said a Buddha name, the whole person trembled, trembled out of the crowd, and rushed down the mountain.

"What did she see under the shock of my witness?"

Wen Hong was also puzzled in his heart.

He found that his eyewitness method of transporting Xiyue's true form seemed to be more effective for the more timid person he was.

It's just that after this effect happens, it is unknown what kind of image he is in the eyes of others.

"Sure enough, it's a demon cult fanatic!"

Ding Mian just dodged for a while, quite embarrassed, and now he didn't even have a place to sit.

And the person who was beaten over, who was already lifeless, and it was his own disciple who arranged to play right and wrong and attract the crowd, and the anger in his heart was about to overflow.

Seeing the little nun's performance, he seized the opportunity and opened his mouth to scold.

"Look, Hengshan's friends can tell him to be scared like this? Who is in such a situation!

Except for the madmen of the Demon Sect, who has such a terrifying killing ability to scare Hengshan's friends, this must be the Buddha's revelation to avoid the devil's disaster! ”

What he said didn't really make sense.

But most of the people present are uneducated rough people, and there are also people who believe in Buddhism, eat this set, and really believe in what the Buddha warns.

In addition, there are also Songshan's disciples chewing their tongues below, so naturally no one thinks about it, so let's beat this person into the Demon Sect camp first.

Actually, there is another reason.

Among these people, most of them are left-handed figures called by Ding Mian, and they all have a sense of arrogance in their hearts.

Fang Cai was more or less frightened by Wen Hong, and when he reacted, he naturally didn't have a good face for him, and he couldn't wait to cut a knife to relieve his hatred.

Brush Brush Brush!

Some disciples came out with swords, and forty or fifty Siyue disciples formed four sword formations and surrounded Yue Buqun and the others.

"Master Yue, please suffer some grievances, this is all to get rid of demons."

Ding Mian said yin and yang, but in fact, he had the idea of stabbing Yue Buqun to death here.

Yu Panzi did the same, and said pretendly: "Master Yue, the overall situation is important!" ”

What's the big picture?

I'll fuck you big!

Yue Buqun scolded his mother in his heart, would he not know what Ding Mian thought?

In exchange for him, and Zuo Lengchan is in his position, such a good opportunity must be to ask his disciples to "accidentally" stab Zuo Lengchan to death.

The big picture, the big picture.

If I die, it doesn't matter what's important!

It is better for the foundation to fall into the Huashan League than to fall into the hands of your Zuo Lengchan.

Thinking of this, Yue Buqun gave his wife a look and stood up: "Ding Mian, you have passed." ”

Brush!

He also drew his sword: "This is no longer done by a good person, stop it." ”

"Stop?"

Ding Mian clapped his hands, and a disciple of Songshan held out a jeweled order flag.

He pointed to this order flag and said, "Look at this order flag, Master Yue, you are ......."

Crash!

I saw that outside the door, Wen Hong saw the Ling Flag, raised his hand, and it was a hollow palm force.

This palm power is strong and calm, calm and restrained, but it has a bit of power to crush everything, and it directly hit the Wuyue Ling Banner.

Then the banner was torn into rags, and the gold, pearls, orbs, jade, and so on were scattered all over the place, and some of them were broken.

He said, "What Lingqi? Deputy Head Yue, where did this blind man come from, find someone to treat his eye disease as soon as possible. ”

"How daring!"

Ding Mian was furious, and his face turned red with anger.

Staminal Master, Yu Panzi, and Elder Hengshan were also shocked and stood up.

"How dare you smash this flag?" Yu Panzi exclaimed, "Do you know what a big mistake you have made?" ”

"It's over! You're done! ”

Ding Mian said sharply: "You dare to smash the Wuyue Lingqi and treat us and the Wuyue as nothing!" In the future, all of the people in my five mountains will wield their swords when they see you.

You are the evil enemy of my Wuyue Sword Sect! ”

That Ling Banner was created when the Wuyue Sword Sect was jointly known as the Wuyue Sword Sect, and was given to the alliance leader, which was a symbol of the identity of the alliance leader, and the people in the five mountains did not dare to disobey.

The weight of this Lingqi does not come from the alliance leader himself, but from the entire Wuyue.

If it is broken, that is, Wuyue has been slapped in the face!

Even the abbot of Shaolin and the head of Wudang will not do such a thing, so if they are against Wuyue.

"Pay attention." Wen Hong smiled, "Now it's the Siyue Sword Sect, and Huashan has been incorporated into my Huashan Alliance, so naturally I don't recognize your rotten flag."

And ......"

As he spoke, he stood up and put his feet on the ground.

A piercing sound sounded in the air, the air shook, and the people around only felt that the wind was blowing in front of them, and they couldn't open their eyes.

One step, two steps, three steps.

In just three steps, Wen Hong had already passed through the crowd, and the whole person walked into the hall, facing Ding Mian and the four people.

At this time, the second half of the words reached everyone's ears.

“…… You've talked a lot. ”

He and Ding Mian are only a foot apart at the moment.

Ding Mian almost instinctively drew his sword and stabbed him in reverse. As soon as the sword was drawn halfway out, he saw the man in front of him flick his fingers, hit two fingers, and smashed the sword weapon and the scabbard on his waist and sprinkled it on the ground.

Then, raise your hand, stretch out your five fingers, and pat it onwards.

At this moment, Xiyue's true form of kung fu was on the move, and Ding Mian's eyes were paired.

Ding Mian felt that the figure of the person in front of him suddenly expanded between heaven and earth, and his hand was like a five-fingered mountain, suddenly falling from the sky, wanting to suppress himself.

Mountain!

It's a mountain!

He trembled all over, and only felt the sound of panic and sorrow coming from his bones.

He is just a tota hand, and he is also holding the iron floating slaughter of the Qimen soldiers, just more than 100 catties.

How can you hold the mountain?

How can you hold the mountain!