Bai Yixue looked at it slightly, the young men and women standing in the east were all dressed in green shirts, and they were all Zhong Mobi's disciples, while the people in the west were not only old and young, beautiful and ugly, but also monks and laymen, men and women, more than ten people stood tall and short, and the expressions on their faces were also different. These characters from the three mountains and five mountains seem to have gathered together temporarily, which is quite peculiar. Bai Yixue pondered: "What is the origin of these people, they come to the door in the daytime, they have no fear, and they obviously don't look at the four mountain villas at all." ”

He crept to the east head, stood behind a group of Zhong Mobi disciples, and then looked at the center of the venue, but he couldn't help but be stunned, it turned out that a middle-aged monk in his forties in the field, holding a golden ring blade, was fighting closely with a teenager and a girl. The middle-aged monk was none other than Qi Zhisheng, the lover monk who was knocked off the cliff by him in the valley, and said in a white-clothed Xue heart: "Okay, it turns out that you are not dead yet, and you have gone to Xinghuawu to make waves again." Then he thought: "If this lover monk is really a person in the love religion, then most of the people who came with him are also love teaching." They said that they wanted people, and the four major mountain villas and the love religion have always been well water and do not interfere with river water, so how could Zhong Shibo detain the people of the love religion? Could it be that the love and religion want to dominate the south of the Yangtze River, regard the four major mountain villas as a thorn in the side, deliberately fabricate words, and come to make trouble?"

He looked at it again, and a red-faced old man with three locks of black beard in the venue, with only a pair of fleshy palms, was fighting with two men, one thin and one fat, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while. In addition, there was a young man in a green shirt, and a bald old man in a brocade robe, each holding a long sword, fighting together.

Bai Yixue looked at it for a while, and thought: "This black-bearded old man's 'Cloud Cutting Palm Technique' is exquisite, compared to Li Jinhua and the smiling thief, I don't know how many layers higher, it should be Zhong Shibo." He was one against two, and he did not fall behind at all, but the lover monk and the bald old man in the brocade robe both had the upper hand steadily, and if he continued to fight, he was afraid that Zhong Shibo's disciples would be defeated. "Observe carefully, the short and fat man who fought with Zhong Mobi in the venue is particularly skilled, and a pair of meteor hammers in his hands dance vigorously, and everywhere he goes, the wind blows in his face, and the power is amazing. Bai Yixue couldn't help frowning: "If the enemy is really a love sect, these four people in the field alone are first-class masters in the rivers and lakes." ”

After fighting for a while, the ring blade of the love monk gradually showed its power, and the young man and girl in green shirts who fought with him were difficult to resist even if they combined their swords, and the two had to work hard to support. The lover monk smiled, and the ring blade in his hand was ten percent offensive, but eighty percent of it was attacking the young man. The young man's handsome face was swollen red, left and right, struggling to block, the girl was under less pressure, pulled out the long sword in his hand and stabbed at the vital parts of the love monk, trying to reduce the pressure on his companions, but the love monk was so tidy, the ring blade met her long sword, just gently bumped back, and did not take advantage of the situation to attack, it was a big joke.

The girl saw the thief's eyes, peeking at the sensitive parts of her body from time to time, and couldn't help but be ashamed and angry, and her attack became more and more aggressive. The lover monk pretended to be flustered, and his mouth kept laughing: "Ouch, Miss Ouyang, this trick is very handsome! You will teach me in private another day." "Miss Ouyang, you are too ruthless, right? Hehe, fortunately, it was a little bit worse and didn't stab. ”

In the crowd on the other side, a middle-aged black-clothed beauty holding a sword shouted: "Qingyang Guardian, I see that Miss Ouyang is very merciful to you, and she is reluctant to hurt you, so you might as well accept her and go to the door of your Acacia Gate." As soon as she spoke, Bai Yixue couldn't help but look at her, but when she saw her phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, and a sharp sword in her hand was shining, cold and cold, like a stream of autumn water, sharp and abnormal, she secretly thought: "Qingyang Apologetic? Could it be that she is indeed a person in the Love Sect? This sword in her hand is so powerful, and the sharpness seems to be not under the master's snow fetus plum bone sword, I don't know what kind of treasure it is?"

The lover monk laughed and said: "'Enter my lovesick door, know my lovesickness, enter my lovesick door, understand my lovesickness.'" "That's a good dare, but I don't know if the owner of Zhong Zhuang is willing to give up?" suddenly raised his voice and said loudly: "Master Zhong Zhuang, your beautiful apprentice, the poor monk really can't do it, such a delicate beauty, put it in your Fubi Villa, isn't it a pity?

Zhong Mobi was so angry that he just ignored it, thinking: "These people in the love sect are really evil. ”

The middle-aged beauty pursed her lips and smiled: "Such a peugeot beauty, it will not be sooner or later for you to be a disciple...... Sooner or later, you'll be ...... How can the owner of Zhong Zhuang give up?" Although she is a, when her eyes are moving, she is extremely charming, and she has a kind of enchantment.

Zhong Mobi's face was blue, and he didn't say a word, but stepped up his palm, intending to repel the two men who were fighting with him in one fell swoop. The thin man holding the Yanling knife was slightly inferior in martial arts, and under Zhong Mobi's rapid attack, he was hit by his palm under the ribs, only to hear a muffled "click", and two ribs were suddenly broken. This palm is one of Zhong Mobi's stunts, "Pai Yun Hand", the palm is powerful, indestructible, enough to crack the stone, even if the thin man has the true qi to protect the body, after all, he is a mortal fetus in the flesh, how can he withstand it?

Unexpectedly, the thin man was unusually ruthless, and scolded in his mouth: "Your grandmother, do you want to work hard? "It was actually a severe pain, and the Yanling knife flew up and down, fighting fiercely and not retreating. Zhong Mobi didn't expect him to be so brave, and he was shocked in his heart, and he was forced to hurry by one of his Yanling knives for a while. Seeing this, the short and fat man immediately raised his arms, and a pair of meteor hammers opened and closed, smashing directly at Zhong Mobi's body, with an amazing momentum.

The two attacked, during which Zhong Mobi was a little careless, and his left arm was almost slashed by the thin man Yanling. Zhong Mobi was always old and serious, and he knew very well that today's war was related to the survival of Fubi Villa, and when he was in the midst of life and death, how could he be in chaos?

Zhong Mobi is such a certain god, and the power of the Cloud Cutting Palm and Cloud Clearing Hand, which has been immersed for decades, is gradually revealed, and every time the palm is swung, the enemy feels that the opponent's palm power is pressed like a mountain, and the breath is stagnant. The two of them were shocked and admired, and the short and fat man danced the meteor hammer in his hand through the wind and rain, and the law was rigorous, guarding the door tightly. Zhong Mobi tried to break through his hammer array several times, but he was forced back, but under the interference of the thin man, his right shoulder was accidentally swept by the meteor hammer of the short and fat man, and it was suddenly hot and painful.

The girl with the surname Ouyang was named Ouyang Fengxie, she was teased repeatedly by the lover monk, and under the shame, a melon seed face was red and violent, and she was extremely angry. At that time, the lover monk happened to dodge the young man's sharp sword move, and his body crashed into her side, revealing a huge gap under his ribs, Ouyang Fengxie looked at it, raised his foot and kicked under the lover's ribs, wanting to kick him on the spot. Unexpectedly, the monk's waist was twisted, and his left hand had already grabbed Ouyang Fengxie's slender ankle like lightning, and then lowered his head, and with a bite of his teeth, he had already ripped off Ouyang Fengxie's boots.

The lover monk did not bend his knees, his feet did not kick, his body slipped straight back and smoothed out, he stood still, put his boots to his nose, sniffed wildly, and showed a look of intoxication on his face, and praised: "Fragrant, really fragrant." ”

The disciples of Fubi Villa who were watching the battle were all stunned when they saw this scene, and among the people who loved the teaching, some people even laughed, and the laughter was full of obscenity.

Ouyang Fengxie lost his boots, stood on the ground with one foot, looked at his bare brocade stockings, and it was not to walk, nor was it to go, it was really embarrassing and indignant. In the laughter of everyone, she couldn't bear it anymore, and the crystal tears the size of beans rolled down her cheeks.

The middle-aged beautiful woman holding a sword smiled and said, "The apologetic mage's scabbing habit is also peculiar. ”

The lover monk was floating by nature, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "'Beautiful or not, look at the thighs; No matter how beautiful a girl's face is, if her little feet are not beautiful, it is not a fly in the ointment, but a terrible thing. ”

Many female disciples of Fubi Villa are at a good age, listening to the nonsense of the love monk, all of them are red and red, and individual female disciples can't help but look down at their feet, secretly move their feet, hide in the skirt, and think in their hearts: "If I am on the field, I am afraid that he will also take off his shoes at this time, fortunately my feet are not ugly." ”

The middle-aged beautiful woman holding a sword smiled and said, "Alas, Guardian Mage, it turns out that a woman's feet still have so much knowledge? ”

The monk smiled and said: "Tenderness, you don't understand this, a woman's body is very knowledgeable, I will teach you when I am free." ”

Bai Yixue listened, and her heart sank: "Tenderness, the other party is really a person in the love sect! This love monk is still a Qingyang Guardian Master." The two of them were so skinless and faceless to laugh, they wanted to make Zhong Shibo impetuous, and they lost their character, and the two companions who fought with him had a chance. ”

The tenderness made Yin Dihan "phew", and said with a smile: "Who rarely learns your knowledge? none of your studies are serious." ”

The lover monk waved the ring blade in his hand, forcing the young man who was fighting with him to hurry, and said with a smile: "Tenderness, if you talk about the kung fu in your hands, I am not as good as you, but if you want to talk about it...... Other kung fu, I'm afraid you're far inferior to me. In the crowd of people who said this, they immediately laughed loudly, but the side of Fubi Villa was silent, and some female disciples couldn't help but cover their ears.

The tenderness made Yin Dihan tremble with laughter, and said: "Yes, yes, little sister, I am willing to bow to the wind, you do have a kung fu, I am afraid that no one in the world can match, you call the second, no one dares to call the first." ”

The lover monk smiled and said, "What kung fu?"

Yin Dihan pursed his lips and smiled: "Of course it is...... Worked the bed. ”

The two of you said a word, and if no one laughed at the side, they were so angry that the disciples of Fubi Villa were all dumbfounded, but they were helpless. Zhong Mobi was tightly entangled by two good hands, and he didn't have time to take care of it.