After a while, several people came to the gate of Xianxia Villa. At this time, a large group of samurai stood outside the door, led by a tall man in his thirties.

In front of the gate, more than a dozen young disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect, both male and female, were all armed with long swords and were on high alert. Seeing Xiahou Ninghan's arrival, these disciples dodged away one after another and made way for a passage.

Xiahou Ninghan walked out of the village gate first, followed by Yufeng, while Murong Xue and Shan Tingxian stopped behind the door and hid in the dark to observe.

When the man in the lead saw Xiahou Ninghan, he was first stunned by his beauty, and then came back to his senses and said, "My surname is Zhao, and my single name is a Jing character." Dare to ask the girl? ”

Yu Feng introduced on the side: "This is our sect master. ”

Zhao Jing sighed, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the sect master of Xiahou, and he has been admired for a long time." ”

The other party pointed out his surname, which surprised Xiahou Ninghan slightly: "You actually know me?" It's a lot of fun. Mr. Zhao, I don't know why you're here? ”

Zhao Jing replied loudly: "Ming people don't say dark words. Zhao came today to ask the sect master to hand over the three guests on the village to us. ”

Xiahou Ninghan smiled faintly, did not answer, and Yu Feng beside her reprimanded: "We have never had any guests in the village, you have found the wrong door." ”

Zhao Jing laughed when he heard this: "Hahaha, Zhao has long expected that you will never admit it easily, bring it up!" As he spoke, he waved his hand behind him. The four big men dragged two people covered in bruises and walked to Zhao Jing's side. The two men drooped their heads, their feet dragging on the ground, covered in blood.

The disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect in front of the gate was shocked when he saw this: "Sun Cheng?!" Yang Shouyi?! ”

Yu Feng also recognized at this time that the two injured people were Zhuang Ding Sun Cheng and Yang Shouyi of Xianxia Villa. They were responsible for shopping for the necessities of life on the farm, and had just left the village two days ago to run errands in a nearby market town.

Xiahou Ninghan immediately understood that Sun Cheng and the others must have been stopped and interrogated by Zhao Jing's people on the road, and after being tortured, they had no choice but to confess the whereabouts of Li Bing and the others. No wonder this Zhao Jing dared to come to the door so excitedly, and he could still call out her surname as soon as he opened his mouth.

Xiahou Ning was frosty and said coldly: "Although these two people are not disciples of my Flying Immortal Sect, they are also Zhuang Ding of the mountain villa. They don't know martial arts, they have never done anything evil, why did you torture them like this, please give me an explanation. ”

Zhao Jing shook his head and smiled: "Sect Master, don't blame, Zhao is also forced to do so." As long as the sect master hands over those three people, Zhao will make amends to the sect master and these two little brothers. In addition to the cost of the decoction, I can also take out a large sum of silver taels to compensate them, what do you think? ”

"I don't think so." Xiahou Ninghan also shook his head and smiled: "You hurt my Zhuang Ding for no reason, and you want to use a few broken money to get things done?" Do you really deceive me, is there no one in the Flying Immortal Sect? ”

"What bullshit Flying Immortal Sect?!" A scar-faced man beside Zhao Jing shouted, "I've never heard of it!" My adults are polite to you, that's to reward your face, don't be ashamed! ”

said this quickly, Xiahou Ninghan's response was faster, and the scar-faced man's voice fell, only to see Xiahou Ninghan raise his hand and wave the sleeves of his robe, and then a qualitative invisible column of qi slammed out, directly pushing the guy back and staggering a few steps, almost falling on the spot.

With this move, Deng Shi calmed all the people present.

Not only Zhao Jing and his subordinates were shocked inexplicably, but even Murong Xue and Shan Tingxian, who were hiding behind the door at this time, were also taken aback.

The location of the scar-faced man was four or five feet away from Xiahou Ninghan, and there were other people standing next to him. So far away, Xiahou Ninghan only flicked his sleeves lightly, and easily shook the other party back, and did not bring it to others at all.

This internal force cultivation alone has reached the point of shocking the world.

Murong Xue, Shan Tingxian, and Zhao Jing, who was standing outside the door, were all martial arts experts, and they naturally knew that this was definitely not some evil magic, but the top internal strength of the Xuanmen Sect!

Xiahou Ninghan didn't even bother to look at the scar-faced man, and said to Zhao Jing word by word: "You compete with me for a few tricks." If you can beat me, search the village and take people, and listen to it. If you can't win, then hurry up and roll me as far as you can! ”

If this was said before, Zhao Jing would definitely think that this little beauty must be crazy, and readily agreed. However, when he saw Xiahou Ninghan's move to retreat from the enemy, he couldn't help but hesitate.

When he was in the rivers and lakes in the past, Zhao Jing had experienced many martial arts battles, and had dealt with many masters, no matter whether he won or lost, he was not scared in his heart. However, a level like Xiahou Ninghan is definitely not something that his rank can challenge.

Zhao Jing's eyes rolled, and he smiled: "The sect master said that he was joking." I've brought so many brothers, why should I fight with you alone? ”

Xiahou Ninghan's expression was indifferent: "Zhao Jing, the person you are looking for has already left." If you insist on fighting each other, I will put aside all my worries and focus on you until I kill you on the spot. Are you willing to exchange your precious life for the result of returning without success? ”

The cold words, without the slightest emotion, made everyone present really feel the meaning of firm determination.

Zhao Jing was shocked by the other party's momentum, and secretly hesitated, unable to distinguish which sentence Xiahou Ninghan had just said was true and which was false.

After hesitating for a while, he finally calmed down and snorted coldly: "Sect Master Xiahou, Zhao has a military life, and he really has no choice. At this time, we have an absolute advantage, and we have to take a risk no matter what! ”

With that, he raised his right hand and made a gesture of preparing to give the order to attack.

Xiahou Ninghan saw that he couldn't bluff the other party, and secretly complained in his heart. There are many people on the other side, and they really want to fight, not to mention how big the loss of Xianxia Villa is, the crown prince Li Bing must be more than lucky.

At this moment, a melodious Buddha horn suddenly sounded from the dense forest next to him: "Amitabha-"

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of monks dressed in blue cloth short-beaten monk robes walked out of the forest, holding sticks and knives, and their momentum was overwhelming. Walking in the front was a short and fat old monk, dressed in a yellow monk's robe, carrying a crescent moon shovel taller than himself.

The Buddha horn just now was exactly what he drank.

The monks walked quickly to the gate of the villa and confronted Zhao Jing and them from afar.

This large group of monks who came out of nowhere made Zhao Jing stunned, he looked carefully, and couldn't help but sink in his heart, secretly screaming that it was not good!

As long as you have been seriously mixed in the rivers and lakes for a few years, there should be no one who does not know the short and fat old monk, even if you have not taken a face-to-face, you must be like thunder - the first seat of the Songshan Zen Monastery Warrior Monk Group, the "Demon Madman" Hui Dian!

Hui Dian is the younger brother of Master Huikong, the abbot of Songshan Zen Temple, and when it comes to martial arts, he sits firmly in the top spot in the courtyard and has been in charge of the warrior monks for a long time. This guy is short-tempered, jealous and hateful, and what he loves most in his life is to manage the injustices of the rivers and lakes.

There is only one creed in his life: if people are not equal, I will take care of it! The ground is uneven, I'll shovel!

Hui Dian once agreed with the abbot that in a year, he would fast, meditate and teach his apprentices in the temple for half a year; Half a year out of the world, the devil guards.

To put it bluntly, it's to go out and fight with the bad guys.

Master Huikong had no choice but to nod his head in agreement. This is good, decades of hard work have created a famous "demon mad monk".

Monk Huidian copied his beloved crescent moon and shoveled, and walked all over the state capital of the world alone, and I don't know how many bandits, robbers, and flower pickers and thieves have been destroyed. The underworld gangs on the rivers and lakes changed color when they heard the name of the mad monk, and more than once strictly ordered the disciples of the sect: When you meet that old bald donkey, go around!

Carefully speaking, this Huaiyang Wangfu Dianjun Zhao Jing is really unfavorable.

When Xiahou Ninghan sent people to Songshan Monastery to ask for help, it coincided with the monk Huidian eating fasting and reciting Buddha in the temple, and the half-year period was about to expire.

The old monk had been idle for a long time, and was suffocating uncomfortable, when he heard that the senior brother said that the prince was in trouble, hiding in Xianxia Villa, and urgently needed reinforcements, he immediately jumped up more than three feet high on the spot, and pointed to his nose: "Senior brother, I, I, look at me, I'm here!" ”

Master Huikong pondered, Huidian has been in the Zen Academy for a long time, anyway, he is full of food and causes trouble all day long, so it is better to ask him to run. So, he ordered Hui Dian to lead one hundred and twenty Zen monks to rush to the aid of Xianxia Villa.

Coincidentally, just as Zhao Jing was about to attack, the mad monk Hui Dian arrived not early or late.

In the face of everyone's consternation, Hui Dian didn't care, and ordered the warrior monk to stand by on the spot, while he walked towards Xiahou Ninghan with Shi Shiran. As he walked, he looked at Zhao Jing and them, with an irrepressible smile on his face: "Not bad, not bad, hehe, it's really good." ”

This expression made Zhao Jing's heart furious, and he felt that when Hui Dian looked at himself, it was like looking at a bowl of delicious rice.

Xiahou Ninghan took a few steps to greet him, and Shi Li said: "It turns out that the master is here, and my niece Ning Han is polite." ”

Hui Dian hurriedly clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, good, good." Xiao Ninghan, thank you! Thank you so much! ”

Xiahou Ninghan was a little confused: Obviously, I asked for help from the Songshan Zen Academy, should I thank you? Why did he thank him first?

I only heard Hui Dian continue: "Ah, so many people, this time it's really cheap, wahahaha!" ”

Hearing him say this, Xiahou Ninghan suddenly realized, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "You are still the same, as soon as you hear that you are going to fight with the bad guys, you are so happy." ”

"Hey—you can't say that," Hui Dian shook his head and said seriously, "The old man can't compare to Ling Zun with this little bit of Taoism. Fortunately, Mr. Hanmei is not at home, otherwise, this good thing would not be the turn of the old man, good and good. ”

The two chatted casually, but Zhao Jing, who was standing next to him, became more and more shocked the more he listened.

Originally, running out of thin air a demon mad monk and a hundred and ten warrior monks had already made his head big, and at this time, when he heard Hui Dian mention "Mr. Hanmei", he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: This old thief said Mr. Hanmei, could it be that person? This Xiahou Ninghan shouldn't be his daughter, right? I'm not going to be so unlucky, am I?

After being stunned for a long time, Zhao Jing asked timidly: "Two, let me inquire, do you mean the old man Xiahoumei when you just said Mr. Hanmei?" ”

Hui Dian glanced at him and snorted, "Otherwise, who do you think it is?" ”

Zhao Jing gasped, this is going to die!

Zhao Jing was originally a Jiangyang thief who commanded the martial arts, and he was used to licking blood with a knife, and he usually didn't accept anyone. Later, he threw himself under the King of Huaiyang, and with the status of the government, he was even more empty-eyed.

However, no matter how arrogant he is, he can also weigh it clearly, what kind of fate it will be for the three friends who provoke the old and cold.

Not to mention that he is just a small royal army, even if it was placed twenty years ago, the princes and nobles in the court, the head of the gang on the rivers and lakes, were killed by the three friends of Sui Han himself, and he can't count them.

If you see blood in Xiahoumei's villa today, the world will be so big in the future, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to have a place to stand. It's not good, even the King of Huaiyang has to be involved, and he is bald.