The four people who were fighting all stopped, Ouyang Luda and Zhu Jiafu both collected their weapons, Zheng Zhaozong fled to the side of those two people, and said with gratitude on his face: "Oh, Mr. Wan, Brother Bai, you are really too timely, if you come one step later, my old Zheng will be here today! Tang Jiusheng, this kid is too bad, he has ambushed a group of masters here, and he wants to clean us up!"

Ouyang Luda, Zhu Jiafu and Pu Ji looked at the person who said they wanted to save Zheng Zhaozong just now, and saw that he was in his fifties, well-proportioned, medium height, with a face like a crown and jade eyes, three strands of black hair, tied his hair, wearing a cyan robe, holding a cane with a unicorn head in his right hand, and holding a book in his left hand, like an old pedant. The man beside him was in his forties, dressed in a white scribe's garb and carrying an ancient sword.

The three of them looked at the two people standing three zhang away, and they didn't know any of them, but the three of them were all like great enemies, because the three of them all felt that the white-clothed swordsman had an invisible pressure on his body, and this invisible pressure was the suppression brought by the martial realm and the qi machine, and the three of them looked at each other in shock, what kind of martial realm would it be that two martial arts realms and a martial spirit realm master could feel the pressure?

The well-informed Ouyang Luda's expression suddenly became solemn, and he blurted out to the white-clothed swordsman, "Your Excellency is the cold-faced sword saint Baiyue Pavilion?"

The white-clothed swordsman said proudly: "It's just below." Looking at Your Excellency's outfit and the Qi Mei stick in your hand, it must be Ouyang Luda, the city lord of the Northern Land?" Bai Yueting glanced at the Shuoyue Treasure Knife in Zhu Jiafu's hand again, and snorted coldly, "Since you use the Shuoyue Knife, it must be Shangluo Zhu Jiafu, known as the Northern Sword Saint? For a small cow all over the ground, Tang Jiusheng is really willing to spend his blood, and he is indeed full of talents! Then which temple is this great monk from?"

Ouyang Luda and Zhu Jiafu were also shocked when they saw Bai Yueting's identities at a glance, it turned out that this cold-faced sword saint was not only superb in swordsmanship, but also knew everything about the rivers and lakes! The two of them bowed their hands to Bai Yueting together. Monk Puji looked indifferent, and asked: "The poor monk's name is Puji, and he is nameless on the rivers and lakes, and the poor monk comes from the temple through the holy mountain." White Swordsman, the cane-wielding benefactor beside you must be Wan Deyan, the owner of Canghai Mansion?"

Wan Deyan rolled his eyes and looked the Puji monk up and down, with a smile on his face, "Oh, it turns out that you are the Puji monk of the Tongsheng Mountain Zizai Temple? Well, that Puxuan Elder must be your senior brother? It seems that the martial arts of both your senior brothers are not weak! Your master, the Sikong monk, really has two strokes, and the apprentices he teaches are all martial arts masters!"

Monk Puji said with a smile: "Master Wan Shi has praised it falsely, the poor monk's martial arts are low, far inferior to Senior Brother Puxuan, but the white swordsman next to Mr. Wan is a first-class master! As for the master, he is an old man, focusing on Zen theory, but he doesn't care much about martial arts, because I and several senior brothers practice martial arts hard, and the master often criticizes us, saying that we have abandoned our roots and forgotten the roots of the monks, and we are very ashamed!"

Wan Deyan snorted in his nose and said disdainfully: "Your master's bald donkey is just a pedantic old fool, what can he know? When the old man persuaded him to come to Canghai Tower to be the deputy owner, he insisted on refusing, if he was willing to build Canghai Tower with me, Canghai Tower would have been the first major sect in martial arts! If it weren't for this bald donkey to teach a few good apprentices, I'm afraid your Freedom Temple would have been demolished eight times! Is it really that you can be invincible in the world just by studying Buddhism? What a joke!"

Ouyang Luda and Zhu Jiafu didn't know that Wan Deyan and the Sikong Monk still had such a public case, and the two looked at the Puji monk together, thinking that this Wan Deyan old devil was so outspoken and insulted the master of the Puji monk, this monk would not turn his face with him because of this, right? You must know that the Sikong monk is an extremely famous person among the masters of the older generation, and he has also made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, but in recent years, he has become older and rarely walks around the rivers and lakes.

Unexpectedly, the Puji monk did not think it was angry, and laughed and said: "Master Wanshi, my master and you have different ideas and pursuits, how can we come together? Of course, his old man does not study Buddhism for the purpose of being invincible in the world, he often says that he must first seek self-control, and then he can save people. Besides, you don't have my master, don't you also make Canghai Lou famous all over the world? Who in the martial arts doesn't know the name of your Canghai Lou Wanlou Master?"

Wan Deyan twisted his face to the side to look at Zheng Zhaozong and ignored Puji. At that time, Wan Deyan went to Zizi Temple to beg the monks of Sikong to go to Canghai Tower but couldn't, so he retreated and found Bai Yueting and others. With the prestige of the Sikong monk in the rivers and lakes back then, if he really went to Canghailou to be the deputy owner, and was assisted by several disciples such as Puxuan, Pushi, and Puji, then Canghailou was afraid that he really wanted to be the leading gate in the martial arts, but unfortunately the Sikong monk despised Wan Deyan's person, so he politely refused, and Sikong was indeed devoted to Buddhism, and his ambition was not to dominate the martial arts.

Zheng Zhaozong took a breath and calmed down, and when he saw Wan Deyan looking at him, he said with a smile on his face: "Thanks to Mr. Wan and Brother Bai for arriving in time today, otherwise I am afraid that my life would have to be confessed here!"

Wan Deyan said curiously: "Zheng Zhaozong, you are not in the Jiannan Palace, what are you doing outside the mansion alone?"

Zheng Zhaozong blushed, scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Don't mention it, I first fought with Tang Jiusheng in the Jiannan Palace, and was about to capture him alive, but who knows what kind of heaven and earth net formation Niu Wang Ye made, and I couldn't make it hard, this is not counting, Tang Fulong, that old guy suddenly appeared with an iron horse, and made a sword formation, beating me without temper, I begged for mercy, he gave me a chance, I had no choice but to flee, otherwise I would really die in the hands of this old guy!"

Wan Deyan sneered: "What if you escaped, you weren't besieged by someone? If we hadn't come in time, I think you'd have to confess here! Eh, then you can't beat the three of them, why don't you run away?" Zheng Zhaozong smirked and didn't speak, Wan Deyan suddenly sneered, "I know, you know that you are not very clever in light skills, for fear that the three of them will chase after you and chase you to the wilderness, and you will not be able to escape!" So you are stubbornly resisting here, just to wait until a master from the Pingxi Royal Mansion passes by here, so that I can help you!"

Zheng Zhaozong said with a smile: "I can't hide anything from Mr. Wan's eyes! If I escape, these three will chase me, and I will definitely not be able to escape in the face of these three people with my light skills, then I will die." But if I stay here and fight them, as long as the masters of our palace pass by, even if Wu Shiyun returns, I will be saved! If I escape outside the city, I am afraid that my head will have moved by this time!"

Wan Deyan looked at Bai Yueting, Bai Yueting was displeased on his face, but he still took two steps forward and said coldly: "The three are all famous masters in the rivers and lakes, how about asking the three masters for a few tricks?"

Zhu Jiafu has always been a loser and does not lose the battle, and sneered when he heard this: "Okay! Zhu Mou has heard the prestige of the white swordsman for a long time, and has never had the opportunity to see it, and today he is destined to meet here, and he just wants to ask the white swordsman for advice on the incomprehension of martial arts, and if the white swordsman is willing to teach a few tricks, he will definitely be grateful!" Zhu Jiafu knew that the opponent's martial arts were much higher than his own, so he was not polite, and directly drew his sword in his hand.

Pu Ji put his left hand on Zhu Jiafu's right shoulder, and said with a smile: "Master Zhu, don't worry, our white swordsman's martial arts are known as the fourth in the world, even if the three of us join forces, it may not be his opponent, if you want to fight, the three of us will ask the white swordsman for advice together, how can you let you go alone?"

Zheng Zhaozong said with a cruel smile on the side: "I think it's better for me and the White Swordsman to join forces to fight with the three of you! Just now the three of them were struggling with each other, and my old Zheng almost lost his life! My old Zheng is a straightforward man, since the three of them look up to me so much, I must not let the three of them down!"

Bai Yueting said unhappily: "Just three of you, do you want you to join forces with me?" You have been tired for a long time, take a rest, I am enough alone!" As soon as Bai Yueting's voice fell, he raised his hand casually, and a white horse came out of his hand, and the strength was compelling, and the three of them flashed to the side together, only to hear a click, and a crack more than ten zhang long and more than three feet wide cracked on the street.

The three of them looked at each other, this Bai Yueting had such power with a casual wave of his hand, how could the three of them be able to defeat it? But Zhu Jiafu would rather let people die than let people be scared to death, and he still wanted to go on it, Ouyang Luda's eyes were quick, he grabbed Zhu Jiafu, and said to Bai Yueting with a smile: "The white swordsman is strong in martial arts, Ouyang Luda admires it deeply! But today we have other things to do, so we will miss it, and we will talk about it another day!"

Ouyang Luda gave Puji a look, and the two of them were about to run away with Zhu Jiafu, Bai Yueting was furious, and shouted: "You three don't even take me Bai in your eyes, do you want to leave like this?" Go, tell Tang Jiusheng and Tang Fulong, tell them to wash their butts and wait for me, aren't they too crowded? Hmph, I'm going to kill them later, so that he knows that he knows how powerful my cold-faced sword saint is, I see how many people he has enough for me to kill!"

Ouyang Luda, who was rough on the outside but extremely delicate on the inside, said with a smile: "Okay, good, I must bring it, I must bring it!" I will tell Tang Jiusheng, father and son, the original words of the white swordsman, word by word!" After speaking, the two of them carried Zhu Jiafu and ran away, Zhu Jiafu was still unconvinced, and wanted to turn around and do it, Bai Yueting snorted coldly.

Zheng Zhaozong couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the three of them fleeing like this, he wanted to chase them, but knowing that one person would never be able to win the other party, Zheng Zhaozong looked helpless, looked at Wan Deyan, and then looked at Bai Yueting, and said: "Bai, Brother Bai, you just let them go? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill them!"

Bai Yueting flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "Just like such people, I can kill them with a single move, like slaughtering pigs and dogs! But what's the point of killing them? It's better to ask them to report a message to Tang Jiusheng, and then I'll go to the main master for a decisive battle, and kill Tang Jiusheng, isn't it ten times better than killing them?"

, I could have gotten rid of Tang Jiusheng's wings, but I missed it like this......"

Wan Deyan looked at the distant backs of the three of them, and sneered on the side: "What do you know? Our Great Sword Saint Bai is very merciful, it's not that the Great Sword Saint can't kill them, it's that he doesn't want to kill them! The Great White Sword Saint is a good person who cultivates in the tenth generation, and even an ant is reluctant to step on one of them!"

Bai Yueting glanced at Wan Deyan, looked forward expressionlessly, his eyes were dull, he stretched out two fingers of his right hand, hooked back half of it, and laughed softly: "Old man Wan, there is still a year and a half, and we will part ways, don't I accumulate some virtue for myself and do some good?

A trace of killing intent flashed in Wan Deyan's eyes, but it was fleeting, Wan Deyan smiled: "Well, that's right, the Great White Sword Saint is going to be good, it's better to do less killing! In the past eight years, it's hard for the Great White Sword Saint to follow me, the old devil, to kill people and set fires, it turns out that a good young man is about to become a devil, and the Great White Swordsman is naturally unwilling! It's okay, if you want, we can terminate the contract in advance, and from the end of next year, you will be free!"

Bai Yueting looked blankly at the closed houses in the distance, and then looked at the empty streets, and said after a while: "Since I promised you to be a sword servant for ten years, then it will be ten years! I have survived more than eight years, is there still a year and a half left? Let's go, since Tang Jiusheng will definitely die today, it is better to let him die in my hands!" Bai Yueting strode towards the Pseudo Jiannan Palace.

When Zheng Zhaozong heard that he was going to return to the Jiannan Palace, his face was afraid, and he whispered: "Mr. Wan, Tang Fulong is still in the Jiannan Palace, that old guy is amazing, just the three of us, can you do it?"

Wan Deyan suddenly accepted the book in his left hand, put the book in his arms, and said coldly: "Okay, then you have to fight to know, even if you really can't fight, can't you still run? I have already found the Fuyunzi of the Thousand Demon Mountain Skull Palace for the idiot in advance, Brother Wangchenzi, if he still loses, then he really can't be helped, he is just a puppet, if you want to die, you will die!

Wan Deyan also walked towards the gate of the pseudo Jiannan Palace, Zheng Zhaozong knew that Wan Deyan was the main messenger behind the scenes, but Zheng Zhaozong really didn't dare to ask anything, so he could only follow closely and also walked in the direction of the Jiannan Palace.

At the gate of the palace, two soldiers saw Bai Yueting walking towards the palace with a sword on his back, and he didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, so he stepped forward to stop him, but he was kicked by Bai Yueting and flew out of the distance. The rest of the soldiers shrank their necks in fright, and when they returned to see Zheng Zhaozong with a murderous face, they hurriedly hid far away, when this guy came out of the mansion just now, the three brothers who blocked the way had already returned to the underworld, and they didn't look for death anymore.

Anyway, the prince has already ordered that the master is the prince to deal with it, and they only need to be responsible for dealing with the low hand.