"Master!"

Wu Yazi frowned and called softly.

Xiaoyaozi looked at him, his eyes remained unchanged, and he said without waves: "Wu Yazi, the three of you are his disciples, as long as you bow at my feet, I can pass on the supreme magic skills, walk with this seat, and participate in the demon path together." ”

Looking at familiar people and listening to unfamiliar words, Wu Xingyun was silent sadly.

Li Qiushui stopped talking.

Wu Yazi's expression stiffened, and then he stepped forward with a cold expression, and said softly: "Since this is the case, forgive the disciple for being unfilial." ”

Xiaoyaozi's eyes froze, and he said indifferently: "I don't know what to do." ”

"What a magic way!" Looking at the Xiaoyaozi who had changed greatly and turned the world upside down, Murong Longcheng flicked his sword body with his fingers, and then looked at the rest of the people, "Whether you are Xiaoyaozi or not, today I will level the Vulture Palace and wash the Xiaoyao Sect in blood." ”

The words are full of murderous intent.

"How daring!"

Wu Xingyun's expression immediately turned to anger.

Li Qiushui is also not kind to his eyes.

The two rarely share the same hatred and hatred, and they are united with the outside world.

"It's too troublesome, why don't we clean up one by one first?"

Suddenly, I heard Chen Zhuo speak coldly, he said it to Wu Yazi.

Wu Yazi didn't think about it, and said in a deep voice: "If you can parry, let's talk!" ”

Seeing that Wuyazi was staring at Xiaoyaozi from beginning to end, Chen Zhuo could only look at Murong Longcheng, smiled, and then raised his chin into the distance, and at the same time went over there, and said softly: "Originally, I wanted to wait, but it is better to meet by chance, since it is a collision, you have to try the depth, what do you think?" ”

Murong Longcheng smiled faintly: "It's okay, but the price may be very large." ”

The end of the laugh is murderous.

Seeing this, Murong Bo wanted to follow, but was waved back by Murong Longcheng.

The two walked not far away, and a long howl broke through the sky and clouds was heard behind them.

A surging wave pushed the wind and snow in an instant, and then chased after it.

Wuyazi and Xiaoyaozi are already fighting.

Murong Longcheng suddenly said: "That Xiaoyaozi doesn't know what kind of kung fu he practiced, and his body is difficult to hurt, but I'm afraid that there will be no cliff to parry a few moves." ”

Chen Zhuo said casually: "Coincidentally, Wuyazi is the same, it seems that some of his master and apprentice have fought." ”

The two went straight all the way, chasing the wind and snow, and in an instant they had chosen another battlefield.

And inside the Vulture Palace.

The lord of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands was sitting on the ground with a frightened expression and sorrow.

Some of their faces are like ashes, and some are crying and grabbing the ground.

But he found that the "Tianshan Tong Grandma" had returned, and he was worried about punishment.

The "life and death charm" is cold and vicious, and those who are recruited can't survive, can't die, who is not afraid.

It's just that seeing the fierce battle under the peak, everyone raised their spirits one after another, looked down with their probes and brains, and couldn't help but exclaim again and again, one by one, their faces were shocked, and their hearts were pounding.

I saw that in the twilight wind and snow, the two figures shuttled and flew between the steep peaks of the mountains, floating like immortals, all kinds of strange tricks and tricks emerged in endlessly, and the collision was shocking and thunderous, and the explosion was endless, which made the audience dumbfounded.

People in the pile.

There were two people huddled in the corner, and no one was looking at Xiaoyaozi.

Xuzhu said in disbelief: "This person has really woken up, what should I do, then "Nine Dead Demon Skills" is not trivial, and it is difficult to be defeated, do you need to inform them?" ”

Ah Zi clutched the jade book in his arms, stared at the two people who were fighting, and hesitated: "No, let's say this, don't talk about martial arts cheats when the time comes, it is not necessary to live if you don't want to protect your life, and the other person is by no means idle, it seems to be the means in "Easy Wind", these two kung fu are mutually reinforcing, and we don't need to worry about it." ”

Xuzhu sighed in his heart, so he had to recite the Buddha's name.

", leave me alone!"

A hysterical, hoarse roar suddenly sounded from the other side.

But seeing the corner of the "Vulture Palace", a young man in brocade clothes was looking at the monk with a pale face and red eyes.

It was Murong Fu and Gu Mozhi.

Gu Mo Zhi sat cross-legged on the ground, and without saying much, he raised his hand and pointed, and a wisp of energy hit Murong Fu's calf in the air.

Murong fell to the ground when he re-ascended, his eyes burning with anger, hatred, grief and madness.

Gu Mozhi said: "The loss is still the dignified 'Nan Murong', and his real name is not worthy of it. ”

"Ah, he's Murong Gongzi?"

"He is Murong Fu."

"How could Nan Murong be in Tianshan?"

"Seeing that his hands and feet are weak, and he doesn't have any internal strength in his body, he is clearly a wasted person."

……

The people of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands immediately chattered, as if they had seen something rare.

Feeling a pair of eyes falling on his body, Murong Fu suddenly felt more uncomfortable than ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and the expression on his face turned into nothing, and he slowly buried his head and accepted his fate.

Haruma glanced at it and shook his head, not even bothering to show his disdain.

This man's path to fame was too smooth.

Looking at the rivers and lakes, how many martial artists did not start from the end of the slight, from a small person little by little from the sword and sword shadow to fight a way out; Striving for fame and fortune, fighting for martial arts, even if it is Tantra, back then, he was also a nameless little lama, arguing the scriptures and understanding reason, standing out among the brothers, only to be elected as one of the eight great apologetic kings, passing on the "flame knife" magic skills, and then studying and practicing hard day and night for decades, only to have today's prestige.

And Murong Fu's talent is not weak, his roots are also good, and he has countless martial arts in his family.

But look at the present......

Gu Mozhi sighed secretly, his heart moved slightly, and he was deeply touched.

"Master, what's wrong with this son?"

Suddenly I heard a voice beside me.

Gu Mozhi raised his eyes and saw a monk in front of him, cowering, restrained, and ordinary, but looking at Murong Fu with a little unbearable.

"Little monk, don't meddle in your affairs, recite your scriptures steadfastly." Kuma Chido.

Xuzhu scratched his head, didn't ask much, but carefully helped Murong Fu up.

"Donor, life is in the world, who has no setbacks, Master said that setbacks are a good thing, if there are no setbacks, life is like a pool of stagnant water, how interesting is it."

Murong Fu's expression was blank, and he said indifferently: "What do you know as a monk, some people can lose, some people can lose, but some people can't, once they lose, there will be nothing." ”

He sat down on the ground, not caring about everyone's eyes.

But at this moment.

The vulture palace suddenly set off a breeze, and the twilight breeze coincided, everyone only felt the breeze blowing, just sniffed, but for a moment, it was immediately like drunk, swaying left and right, shaking, one by one crying bitterly.

"Poisonous!"

"Which one killed a thousand knives and poisoned it?"

In the blink of an eye, all the people in the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands, plus the many female disciples of the Vulture Palace, all had weak legs, and they collapsed to the ground one after another, not to mention the tears in their eyes, but even the internal strength was difficult to mobilize.

Gu Mozhi's expression also changed sharply, and he wanted to get up, but he held up in the air and fell back weakly.

"Good guy, this seems to be the sad breeze of 'Xixia Yipintang'!"

Someone shouted.

Gu Mozhi reacted instantly, glanced at Murong Fu, and hurriedly used his skills to force the poison.

Murong Fu's expression was pale, he stood up on the ground, a porcelain vase in his hand disappeared, and he didn't hesitate too much, got up and prepared to leave.

Now he is an outcast, and he can only find a way to save himself, and staying here is the way to die.

"Plop!"

But it was the void bamboo beside him who also fell.

But as soon as the monk's body fell, a package suddenly spread out on his shoulder, revealing a jade scroll, the jade color was bright red, and it was very evil.

Murong Fu felt a flash of red light flickering in front of him, and immediately stopped, and when he squinted, it was difficult to take his eyes off again......

(End of chapter)