The person who came was Jiang Yi's son, Jiang Minghui.

Although Jiang Yi was fighting with people, he had already seen in his eyes that everyone who came was his own lightning door, and he heard his son say that he wanted to help, and he was very relieved, and secretly thought that the unhappiness between the two before leaving home seemed to have disappeared.

At this moment, he had already forced the two protectors to be in a hurry, his martial arts were above the two protectors, and the support of the two protectors was now at the end of the crossbow, so he wanted to say to his son, "Don't meddle", but before the words could be spoken, he suddenly saw a cold light slanting in from the right, Jiang Yi was shocked, and flew back to the left in shock.

Jiang Minghui's sword was not aimed at the two protectors, but at his father Jiang Yi's right shoulder!

Although Jiang Yi had tried his best to avoid it, his right arm was still pierced by the sword, and there was a huge pain, and the weapon in his right hand could not be grasped and fell to the ground. The two Dharma protectors took the opportunity to use all their strength and slapped at him with one palm, with the intention of killing him immediately under the palm.

Jiang Minghui next to him frowned slightly, but he didn't stop it.

Jiang Yi tried his best to use his left palm to take the second protector's palm, their internal strength was almost the same, but he was already injured at the moment, and his internal strength could not be fully exerted, so he naturally suffered a great loss, and was hit by the second protector's palm and took a few steps back, and the blood and qi of the five internal organs were surging, and he had already suffered internal injuries.

It's just that he has to be strong in his life, and he can't hold back the blood that rushes to his throat and doesn't vomit, but he can't move when he stands there, and he has a lot of turmoil in his heart, and he can't react to his son's sudden and secret poison.

How could the two Dharma protectors miss this good opportunity at this moment, and they flew up, wanting to make up for it.

Fortunately, Jiang Yi's apprentice Qin Feng and a few Lightning Gate disciples flew over, and several people protected Jiang Yi in the center.

At this moment, Jiang Minghui took out a small golden scepter more than three inches long from his arms and shouted loudly:

Jiang Yi, the seventh-generation head of the Lightning Gate, has no achievements and no desire to forge ahead, and has been dismissed by the three elders at the Inner Hall Assembly. Now I have taken over the position of the head of the sect! Now you put down your weapons and come over to bow down, you will still be a disciple of my lightning gate, and in the future, my lightning gate will be prosperous, so naturally you will have a share. If you dare to disobey my orders, you will be the rebellion of my lightning gate, and there is only one way to die!"

Jiang Yi heard this, and a mouthful of blood finally couldn't help but spurt out.

Fortunately, the dozen or so people brought by Jiang Yi were loyal to him, and they were not moved by Jiang Minghui's words, and still helped Jiang Yi resist the Netherworld Sect.

Jiang Minghui seemed to feel that the majesty of his head was being greatly humiliated, his face turned red, and he shouted loudly with cracked teeth: "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die!" The figure flashed, and the sword set off a cold light and rushed into the crowd.

The sword in his hand is as sharp as clay, only the party whose internal strength is higher than him can fight against him, although the disciples in the lightning gate have solid martial arts, but in the end they are not as profound as the famous people, only a moment later, he was injured and died under Jiang Minghui's sword.

And the warrior monks of Shaolin over there had already fought with the Lightning Gate disciples brought by Mo Jiang Minghui, and the scene was very tragic. Mingkong and Pu Gui couldn't fight for a long time, and they couldn't take care of their disciples, seeing that their disciples were dead and injured, they couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts, a little distracted, and their movements slowed down for a moment, and their right chest was swept by Pu Gui's wind, and the injuries were through the bones, and the blood flowed.

That Pu Gui pressed on, and seeing that he was seriously injured and his strength was weak, he flew into the air and grabbed the Baihui acupoint on the top of Mingkong's head, and said with a smug smile: "I'll send you to see the Buddha first!"

At this moment, he heard several wisps of strong wind in the air shooting from front and back, Pu Gui was startled, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was a pity, but he had to suspend the attack, turn his grasp into his palm, and slap away the two hidden weapons with both hands.

When I looked closely, I saw an old man named Hua in front of me rushing over, and Mingchen and the crazy old man arrived in the back.

It turned out that Mingchen saw that Mingkong was in danger just now, so he was in a hurry to tear off the Buddha beads he was wearing on his neck and use them as a hidden weapon to hit Pu Gui.

And the person who came in front was Chen Kang. He was looking for the crazy old man, and accidentally learned the news that Mingchen had brought Shaolin disciples to this place, so he rushed to help, and just saw that the master was in critical condition, so he used several copper coins in his arms as a hidden weapon.

Pu Gui recognized Mingchen and the others, but he didn't know what the origin of this old flower was, his eyes rolled around him twice, and he didn't think it was the character on the rivers and lakes, at this moment, he sneered and asked: "Who is this friend?

Chen Kang smiled and said, "You don't care who I am, it's good to know that Uncle is your enemy of the Netherworld Sect!"

Pu Gui looked at him and smiled coldly, and Jiang Minghui on the side walked over and said, "That's right, there is one more nameless young master who is sent to death." "At this moment, the Netherworld Sect is basically in control of the overall situation, Jiang Yi's subordinates and Shaolin disciples are basically dead and wounded, and the two sides have temporarily stopped fighting.

Shi Poye was very surprised to see Chen Kang, and shouted: "Old Flower, you are here too!"

Chen Kang saw that his eyes were clear, and his expression was very different from before, and asked, "Brother, are you well?"

Shi Poye pretended to "haha" and laughed twice: "Okay! Okay! Things that can't be changed, don't think about it!"

Mingkong stood there, most of his clothes were stained red with blood, and when he saw Shi Poye, after a moment of astonishment in his eyes, he called out in an astringent voice: "Third Senior Brother......"

Shi Poye looked back at him, but he didn't squeak, and moved his gaze back to Chen Kang a little awkwardly.

Mingkong secretly thought that he was still resentful of the fact that he had reported to the master that he had committed the murder that day, and he was inevitably sad in his heart, and said, "Third Senior Brother, are you still unwilling to forgive me?"

Shi Poye waved his hand and said: "It's all in the past, and he still says what he does?" I don't want to be a monk, I still live the same life, and I married a wife and started a family...... but I still don't look at Mingkong.

Chen Kang was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that the crazy old man turned out to be his uncle, and he was always called by the old brother, wouldn't this mess up the generations? At this time, he scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "It turns out that you ...... You are the third uncle, please forgive the disciple for being rude before. As soon as these words came out, Mingkong and the others were confused, when did he have such an old nephew?

"Who is the donor, and does it have any relationship with my Shaolin?" asked Mingchen.

"Uncle Boss, I'm ...... I'm talking a long story, but I'll explain it to you slowly when we get out of here. Chen Kang said.

Pu Gui looked at it and laughed: "It turns out that this is also from Shaolin, okay, good! So, the masters of Shaolin have gathered in my Netherworld Sect today." It's a pity that Shaolin's hundreds of years of foundation will have no successor in the future. ”

Shi Poye said loudly: "You don't have that idleness! I have hundreds of disciples in Shaolin Temple, even if we all die here today, there are also human inheritances." As he spoke, he pointed angrily at the masked Second Dharma Protector and shouted, "Tie Niu'er! You traitor, don't think that I don't know it's you with a cloth on your face." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone on Mingkong's side brushed towards the two Dharma protectors.

Jiang Yidao: "I was still strange just now, how can Shaolin's Pannuo Vajra palm be used by everyone? It turns out that it is really Shaolin's rebellion!"

Mingchen exclaimed: "Are you really the fifth senior brother Mingxiu?"

The second protector said to Shi Poye angrily: "I was also wearing a hat that day, and you didn't see my face, why do you know it's me?"

Shi Poye said: "I can't see your face, but I can see the bull's head-shaped scar on the back of your hand." ”

It turned out that after Shi Poye separated from Chen and Yin Tiancheng that night, he ran around alone for a while, and when he wanted to find "Lao Zhaohua" with a little clearer, he couldn't find the way at all. So he had to go on alone without a direction, and on the second day, he arrived at a strange town.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Shi Poye was dizzy with hunger, but he didn't have a penny on his body. When I walked in front of a tavern, I smelled the smell of wine and food inside, and I couldn't help but run in, and my eyes were drooling at the food of a guest who was dining.

The guest was a man with a black hat—the two Dharma Protectors. He saw that the fellow disciples who grew up together in the past were crazy and depressed, and while he was secretly proud of his current life, he also felt a little sympathy for Shi Poye, so he invited Shi Poye to eat together.

Shi Poye's mind was chaotic, and of course he was very happy to see that he had to eat and drink, and he didn't care about anything else, he sat down and feasted. When he was half-full, Shi Poye noticed a brownish and eye-catching scar on the back of this person's right hand, and felt very familiar, and felt that this person's voice was also very familiar, but he couldn't remember who this person was, so he simply asked him directly if he was an old acquaintance with him.

At that time, the two Dharma Protectors Ming Xiu had a sense of crisis in his heart, feeling that his identity was already known to him. Until then, he still didn't want others to know that he, who was previously a master apprentice of Shaolin, had betrayed Shaolin and taken refuge in the Netherworld.

Therefore, he secretly put drugs in the wine, and took Shi Poye unconscious to the secret prison of the Jieshui Beach and locked him up.

Later, Shi Poye, who was locked in a secret prison, thought about it, and finally a young face appeared in his mind, although he couldn't remember what his relationship with him was, but he still remembered that the person's nickname was "Tie Niu'er".

Shi Poye angrily rebuked: "Master is as kind to you as a mountain, why do you want to betray the master? You even conspired against me to lock me in a secret prison! What kind of magic did the Nether Sect use on you to make you so desperate for them!"

After hearing this, the second protector sneered, looked at Shi Poye and said, "Haven't you been expelled from Shaolin a long time ago?