Xiao Feiyang didn't expect this young man to be so decisive, and he secretly complained bitterly in his heart, and while exercising his strength to suppress the toxicity in his body, he smiled lightly: "Although Xiao is not talented, there are hundreds of thousands of people in the Ming Sect, and there is only one person!" A character like me, who came to western Sichuan to deal with you Emei? Hehe, you have such a big face! ”

Ye Guhong sneered: "Don't say what you want, if you hit our boat on the river, you have bad intentions and die innocently, not to mention that the life of the master of this sect must also fall on you." ”

Xiao Feiyang smiled, pouted and said: "Gu Hongzi, because of a few words of verbal dispute, he traveled thousands of miles to Kunlun Mountain to find Xiao to compete, his skills are not as good as others, who is to blame?" Besides, Xiao never killed him with his hand, so he didn't even touch his sword, his own heart is small, he can obviously live, and he is angry to death, which is also strange for Xiao? As for beating your boat, it just wants you to have a water, your senior sisters are delicate, Xiao Mou pities the people who cherish the jade, why bother to kill them? ”

Ye Guhong nodded while listening to him, and when he said that, he suddenly asked, "Are you begging for mercy?" ”

Xiao Feiyang's eyes widened, the redness on his face flashed, he seemed to answer casually, carelessly, but in fact, every sentence was an explanation, how different was it from begging for mercy?

Now that Ye Guhong is broken, with his arrogance, he naturally can't hang his face, and the free and easy smile doesn't exist, and he said with a face: "Joke!" The man who is the husband of heaven and earth, the reverse journey of all things, the one who has passed through time, the passer-by of a hundred generations, is like a dream, how much is it to be happy? Is life and death important to Xiao? ”

After saying that, he sighed and shook his head: "The only hateful person, the eldest husband was born in the world, and he failed to die in battle on the battlefield, so he is a little aggrieved. Anyway, how can things be as good as they should be? Just do it. ”

After saying that, he closed his eyes, put his hands in front of his chest, and bent his fingers open, like a soaring flame, and muttered, "Burn my body, blazing with holy fire." What is the joy of life, and why is it so painful to die? For the good to eliminate the evil, but the light is the same. Joy and sorrow are dust. Everything is for the people, not for selfishness. Have mercy on me, there are many sorrows! Have mercy on me, there are many sorrows! ”

His voice became louder and louder, drifting up with the sweeping river breeze, and his cynical face showed a compassionate and solemn appearance, and the down-eyed Buddha sitting on the mountain behind him had a rather similar expression.

Yin Liu and Mo Qi glanced at each other, and Mo Qi said in a low voice: "These words are a bit amazing!" Could it be that all Mingjiao followers have to recite this scripture before they die? ”

Yin Liu sighed: "The people who want to come to found this sect are also people of great benevolence and bravery, you see that they don't think of their own death, but think of the world's many sorrows and sufferings, what kind of mind is this?" ”

Jin Mingjun glared and said, "Hey! How do you speak for the enemy? My junior brother was seriously injured, so he had a good opportunity to kill this demon, is it because he can drag a few lines of poetry, you can't bear to do it? If this is the case, everyone in the world buys 300 Tang poems, and when they meet your Wudang Seven Heroes doing chivalrous deeds, they will think about it and think about it, how can you kill demons and eliminate demons? ”

After that, he snatched the sword in Mo Qi's palm, and shouted: "If it weren't for my junior brother's design, and he worked hard, this demon defeated us, do you think he would have kept his hand?" Hmph, this girl is uneducated, whoever my junior brother wants to kill, that person must have a way to die! ”

After striding forward, he was going to kill Xiao Feiyang in person.

Although Xiao Feiyang's eyes were closed, his two ears were straight, and when he heard the footsteps approaching, he smiled bitterly, and secretly said: Unexpectedly, Xiao Mou died in the hands of an unknown female brother in Emei for half his life.

He was about to die when he suddenly heard a series of strange laughter up and down the Buddha behind him.

"Ho ho ho ho!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Hee-hee-hee!"

Someone shouted again: "The surname is Xiao, you turtle also have today!" You are full of joy when you look at this ocean! ”

Jin Mingjun was shocked in his heart, and immediately quickened his pace, raising his sword and stabbing Xiao Feiyang's heart.

Xiao Feiyang's eyes opened, and he didn't see how to move, so he suddenly shifted three feet back.

When Jin Mingjun was about to stab again, a silver light shot out, and immediately struck the long sword in two, Jin Mingjun only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and when he looked down, it was a small rotten silver pen.

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she was about to stab again with the broken sword, Ye Guhong hurriedly shouted: "Senior sister is back!"

Jin Mingjun turned around and left, and with a snort, a small rotten silver pen was stuck obliquely behind her-

If Fang just continued to move forward, this pen would inevitably cost her life.

Yin Liu and Mo Qi were shocked and angry, and they all went out together, protecting Jin Mingjun behind him, Yin Liu raised his voice and shouted: "Wudang Seven Heroes Yin Liheng and Mo Shenggu are here!" What kind of hero is hiding his head and showing his tail? If you have the guts, you might as well show up! ”

I heard a strange shout: "Lao Tzu is not a good man, and it is not your turn to evaluate Yin Liuxia!" You go and kill a thousand Tartars, and it's not too late to say these big things to Lao Tzu again. ”

While speaking, several figures appeared on the mountain wall on the left hand of the Buddha, and the mountain wall was full of grottoes, these people had obviously been hiding in it, but they did not say a word, until Xiao Feiyang was cornered, and then appeared to save him.

Ye Guhong and the others looked over, only to see that the other party was a total of three people, all in their early forties, two of them were Taoist priests, one was wearing green clothes, the other was wearing blue clothes, the one in green clothes was in a bun, his face was expressionless, the one in blue clothes was wearing an iron crown, thick eyebrows, and the other was a monk in tattered clothes, with half-inch long hair, short and fat, ugly appearance, and a vicious atmosphere.

These three people jumped down from the cliff wall nearly ten zhang high, and when they were one or two zhang from the ground, the Taoist in Tsing Yi suddenly struck a palm to the left and right at the same time, and the Taoist in blue and the monk on both sides of him handed out a palm respectively.

The four palms struck, the blue-clothed Taoist and the short and fat monk each turned a somersault and stood firm on the ground, while the Qingyi Taoist turned backwards a few times, and slipped down with his back against the cliff.

The short and fat monk held an ugly face, full of martial arts and might, and shouted in a voice like a broken gong: "Wudang, Emei's little cub, you beat Xiao Feiyang old boy this time, the three of us are very satisfied, but although there are a thousand of these old boys, after all, they are the messengers of the center and left of my sect, no matter what, it is not the turn of outsiders to kill!" ”

He swayed, walked a few steps, and suddenly kicked Xiao Feiyang, and laughed: "The surname is Xiao, you have always been crazy, if you don't have my five scattered immortals to save you today, but you were split by this Emei little murderer with a sword, hahahaha, it's really interesting!" ”

turned around and said: "Zhang Zhong, this turtle son broke your shoulder with one palm, how long did you raise it?" You also slapped him and vented his evil anger. ”

The thick-eyed Taoist wearing an iron crown smiled, shook his head and said: "As the saying goes, the tiger was bullied by dogs in Pingyang, although the surname Xiao is not worthy of being a tiger, Zhang is not a vicious dog." ”

The dwarf monk nodded and said, "What you say is reasonable!" After thinking about it, he suddenly became angry, and pointed at Tieguandao: "No! Lao Tzu just kicked this turtle, you say that, don't you say that I am a dog? ”

His own house suddenly quarreled, Mo Qi looked funny, and laughed.

The dwarf monk turned his head abruptly and pointed at Mo Qi and said, "Monkey, what are you laughing at?" ”

Mo Qi was furious, and immediately ridiculed each other: "I'm laughing at the dog!" ”

The dwarf monk was furious, shouted, strode forward, and punched: "Good turtle!" Kill you monkey! “

Mo Qi shouted: "Dog monk, the master is afraid that you will not succeed!" With a wave of his arms, he used the fierce Wudang Zhenshan Iron Palm, and fought with the monk in a ping pong.

(End of chapter)