You must know that there has always been a kind of technique that is good at assassination and stealth in the country of Toei, which is called "ninjutsu", among which "Koga ninjutsu" is the leader. Xie Yixiang had a deep experience when he fought against the Japanese masters in the territory of Jiangsu and Zhejiang before, and the strange tricks of these green-clothed masked people "Yehou Tibetans" are undoubtedly exactly this kind of trick. It can be seen from this that these two men from the pro-army Governor's Mansion must have discovered the traces of the Dongying master, and hurried to the Ethereal Peak to report, but unfortunately they were severely injured by the other party, and they happened to be bumped into by the passing Shenhuo Sect and his party.

And the Venerable of the Open Fire suffered a loss, and in a hurry, he didn't know how many green-clothed masked people with sharp blades were hidden behind the burning leaves in the sky, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "Brave bandits, eat your grandfather's move!" At the same time, his body sank slightly, and he turned his two arms apart, performing his trick of "scorched earth wolf smoke". Then I saw that with the Venerable of the Open Fire as the center, a "crackling" sound sounded one after another within a radius of several zhang, and wisps of green smoke accompanied by a large wave of heat slowly rose from the ground below, and it was about to burn. The Divine Fire Sect people, including Xie Yixiang, hurriedly retreated, leaving the entire battlefield to the Flame Venerable.

With the Venerable of the Open Flame, dozens of cold lights flashed one after another in the overwhelming rain of leaves and fire, attacking the Venerable of the Open Fire in the middle one after another, and in a hurry, they couldn't count how many green-clothed masked people were hiding. By the time countless sharp blades hit the side of the Venerable Flame, his "Scorched Earth Wolf Smoke" had also taken shape, bursting out with all its power in a loud shout. For a while, I saw that the field was covered with black smoke and scorched smell, and I didn't know what the situation was in the battle circle, only the heat wave couldn't stop fluttering. When the black smoke cleared, only the Venerable of the Open Flame was left alone, and the ground within a few feet was scorched black, which could be said to be not a single grass. And those green-clothed masked people who were hidden behind the leaves were nowhere to be seen, and if they were not destroyed by the blow of the Open Fire Venerable's "Scorched Earth Wolf Smoke", they would all disappear and retreat.

Before Venerable Minghuo came back to his senses, a handsome middle-aged man had walked out of the woods, about thirty or forty years old, with crystal clear eyes and three long beards. Venerable Minghuo was born with a fiery temper, and shouted angrily, "Who is the rat generation pretending to be a ghost here?" Before he finished speaking, his smoking palms were already pushed out and attacked the middle-aged man who was coming at him.

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully and said, "I have heard for a long time that the Central Plains is a state of etiquette, and I don't want its people to be rude, which shows that it is not worthy of the name. "It's clear that he speaks fluent Chinese. After that, he also pushed his palms flat, facing the palms of the Venerable Minghuo head-on. But listening to the soft sound of the "wave", the two of them intersected with their palms, and their bodies trembled slightly, and they were fighting equally. The middle-aged man in his palm was able to speak again, and asked proudly, "I am a person from Fusang Kyushu, and the road name 'Hanxiang Jushi' is also." "The Venerable of the Open Fire snorted, and his palm had already exerted all his strength, and suddenly forced the other party to be speechless.

This scene directly made Xie Yixiang frightened, she couldn't be more aware of the ability of this Ming Huo Venerable, although it was only one of the Five Elements Protector of the Divine Fire Sect, its cultivation was by no means weaker than that of the gang leader of any gang, and the joint blow with the Jishui Venerable was even more difficult to resist even the Mo family giant Mo Hanshan and senior brother Xian Jingyue. Right now, this mysterious man who calls himself "Hanxiang Jushi" can face him casually, if it is really from the master of Dongying, then his cultivation is far above the people Niwa Kazuha and Yamamoto Ichikawa who have met before.

And the people of the Divine Fire Sect here are all confused, and they don't know how such a group of Dongying masters suddenly appeared. Seeing that Yan Sidao was silent, Ning Cui took out a flame mask made of pure gold from his bag, asked Gongsun Mo Ming to put it on, and whispered to him. Xie Yixiang thought about it for a while, and immediately understood Ning Cui's intentions, you must know that although Gongsun Mo Ming's martial arts are unparalleled in the world, but after all, he is too young, and he has a simple face, it is better to use a mask to cover up his original appearance, firstly, it can boost his prestige, and secondly, it also adheres to the Divine Fire Sect's usual mysterious style, which makes people unpredictable and profound.

In just a moment, Gongsun Mo Ming had already put on the pure gold mask prepared by Ning Cui, and took a few steps forward as she commanded, and when he was still five or six zhang away from the two of them in the field, he said, "Stop fighting!" With that, he waved the big sleeves of the golden robe in the air, and an invisible aura suddenly broke out of the air, and the vest of the Open Fire Venerable from five or six zhang away was injected into his body. With the help of the sect master's internal strength, the power of his palm more than doubled, and the man who called himself "Hanxiang Monk" couldn't resist it, and the whole person slid backwards a distance of a few feet on the spot, leaving two long scratches on the scorched ground. He hurriedly gathered his palms and stood still, forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart, and said loudly: "Dongying Sword Saint Fa drives the Central Plains, and takes the opportunity of the Mid-Autumn Festival 'Taihu Lake Martial Arts' to seal the martial arts with various factions in the martial arts, and specially appoints me as an accompanying guide." What kind of sect is you, report your name quickly!"

Xie Yixiang couldn't help but be slightly stunned when she heard the words "Dongying Sword Saint", and said secretly: "Could it be that Niwa Yiye of Gu Yuncheng's 'Zhongjo Yidaoliu' is still alive?" Thinking of this, she immediately relieved, remembering that the sergeant under her command had mentioned to herself the battle of "Wangfu Stone" on the coast of the East China Sea that day, saying that Niwa Yiye was not actually the real "Dongying Sword Saint", but came to the Central Plains to test in the name of "Sword Saint". And when the senior brother Xian Jingyue killed Niwa Kazuha, he was arrogant and deliberately put the carrier pigeon back in Dongying. I don't think it's only been a month, but the real Dongying Sword Saint really came as scheduled, and he chose today's "Taihu Lake Martial Arts", a grand gathering of heroes from all over the world, which added fuel to the already complicated situation here, and I really don't know what kind of chaos it will cause.

Just when Xie Yixiang was thinking about it, Yan Sidao on the side had already figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing, and he had a strategy in an instant. He hurriedly sighed exaggeratedly, shook his head at the Hanxiang monk opposite, and said loudly and pretending to say: "No, no, no! The Dongying Sword Sage, Niwa Kazuhaya, is my best friend, and he has accidentally killed his opponent outside Guyun City in the East China Sea! Who is the fool who dares to pretend to be my friend 'Dongying Sword Saint' and only increase my sorrow?" 4E

The Hanxiang monk was slightly stunned, and said: "No, no, no! If you talk about Dongying's sword saint in the world, only the ghost lord has one ear, how could it be the turn of Niwa Yiye of 'Zhongjo One Sword Stream'...... Huh, do you actually know Niwa-kun?" Yan Sidao wailed in pain, shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Niwa tasted and sailed with me in the East China Sea and drank wine to the moon, which is the first confidant in life. Not only that, but Mr. Yamamoto Kazukawa, the master of Toei Kendo, and the two friends of the ninjutsu master 'Flying to the Sky' are also my best friends. I only hate the people of the Central Plains for being insidious and cunning, and their skills are not as good as others, so they use secret arrows to hurt people, so that I will never lose my confidant and be overwhelmed with grief! It is the 'Taihu Lake Martial Arts' that my Divine Fire Sect has come to make a big fuss in the Central Plains Martial Arts this time, not only to vent a bad breath for the people of the Western Regions, but also to avenge the hatred of a few of my best friends in the Eastern Regions!"

It is said that although the people of the Divine Fire Sect were very jealous of Yan Sidao, the newly appointed "Liujin Venerable", they also knew that the revival of the Divine Fire Sect was all due to this person, so they all looked forward to him. Hearing the words and thoughts of this response, the group led by Gongsun Mo Ming and Ning Cui were silent. The Hanxiang monk had also heard of the name of the Divine Fire Sect, and suddenly let out an "oh yo" and took off most of his defense. However, he was originally a cautious person, but after taking a closer look, he frowned again, and asked Yan Sidao: "Since you are the Western Regions Divine Fire Sect, why are you Han people?"

Xie Yixiang had already heard the anger in his belly, and said angrily: "He is not a Han man, but a thief and a traitor!" Yan Sidao ignored it, and laughed loudly: "The divine fire will not be extinguished, and the rivers and mountains will be burned! Our religion holds the light to solve sentient beings in the darkness, and Fengming respects the world in the sea of suffering. If you meet Dongying friends by chance, you will all get the power of Dongying Sword Saint, is it because you have friends from afar, and you are happy? In this case, why don't you and I join forces all the way, work together, and join hands to level the Central Plains Martial Arts?" The Hanxiang monk no longer had any doubts, but he didn't say much, just stroked his palm and smiled: "The mountains and rivers are exotic, the wind and the moon are the same sky, it should be so, it should be so!"

Then Yan Sidao introduced the sect leader Gongsun Mo Ming and Ming Huo, the two Venerables of Luomu and the envoys of the Eight Directions to the Hanxiang monks one by one. Xie Yixiang was in the enemy camp, and seeing that the two sides were in calution, it was inconvenient to attack, so she had to be secretly on guard. After the Hanxiang monk and the Shenhuo Sect finished saluting, he gave a few instructions to the woods behind him in Dongying dialect, and after about a cup of tea, but listening to the sound of the forest, it was obvious that there were many masters sneaking in it. When the movement stopped, four young women in kimonos and clogs walked slowly out of the woods carrying a small white jade-like sedan chair.

I only heard Hanxiang Jushi say aloud: "This is the strongest martial artist in the world, the veritable sword saint of the country of Wu Dongying-the ghost department is also extinguished! The previous Wu Dongying masters were defeated one after another in the Central Plains, Niwa and Yamamoto Zhujun were also among them, and the ghost sword saint heard it, it is really hard to believe that the Central Plains martial arts have been refined like this, and it is to come to visit by crossing the ocean, and to learn the stunt of the Central Plains martial arts on the opportunity of 'Taihu Lake to talk about martial arts'!"

As his words fell, the light gauze curtain of the small sedan chair carried by the four Dongying women was windless and automatic, and slowly lifted upward, revealing the person in the sedan chair, but a man in white was sitting silently, holding a vermilion sword in front of him with both hands. Xie Yixiang hurriedly followed everyone's eyes to take a closer look, only to see that the man's white hair was tied behind his head, but the skin on his face was as tender as a newborn baby, and he didn't know how old he was. Looking at his face again, his mouth, nose and ears were as usual, but under the faint eyebrows, there were no eyes—but a whole smooth skin, only two pigeon-egg-sized flesh slightly raised in the eye sockets, and there was no sign of being trimmed, as if he was born like this!

Seeing such a terrifying appearance of the person in the sedan chair, even if the people of the Divine Fire Sect were well-informed, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their backs and gasped one after another. Yan Sidao couldn't help but light a pot of dry tobacco, puffed up the smoke and came to Gongsun Mo Ming's side, and asked in a low voice, "According to the sect master's opinion, what is the strength of this Dongying Sword Saint?"

Gongsun Mo Ming was silent for a long time, and he couldn't see the expression on his face under the pure gold flame mask, and finally shook his head and said, "I...... I do not know. Yan Sidao's eyebrows were deep, and he asked, "If the sect leader fights with him, what will be the victory or defeat?"

Gongsun Mo Ming fell silent again, the two eyes behind the mask stared at the ghost sword saint in the sedan chair opposite, a trace of fear gradually appeared in his eyes, and he blurted out: "He...... He's not human!"