As soon as this shout came out, there was a thunderclap in mid-air, the sound was like a seismic wave, and there was an echo from the survey of the mountain next door, and the birds and beasts were scattered in the forest, and the remaining sound was lingering, and it was transmitted far and loud.

As one of the five tyrants of the Dao League, the Emei faction is admired by heroes from all walks of life, but after all, it is located in a remote place, except for the children of the faction, it is already sparsely populated, and the surroundings are silent, only the insects and birds are happy, and there is a sound of thin and thin. At this time, Yuan Hao tried his best to shout, although the realm was far less than that of Du Zheng and the old scholars, he was loud and loud, resounding in the sky.

All rushed to be the first, the old scholar couldn't help but be stunned, this stunned, was stunned for a long time, they never expected that now, Yuan Hao would actually open his mouth and shout for help.

Yuan Hao took another breath, urged more Dao Qi, tore his throat, and the next shout sounded again: "Help! Good mother, good father, save me quickly, the eight thieves of the Martial Law Dao Alliance are greedy for money and money, and plan to kill people and seize treasures, so they are not ruthless...... Save people, save people! Are there any good heroes and good people in the Emei faction who are willing to save people's lives...... Wow wow, Grandpa Turtle's bastard, you came with a hundred people, just to kill my little baby, wow wow wow, it turned out to be the eighth thief of the Nebula Sect, so ruthless!"

The old scholar suddenly came back to his senses, listened carefully, and heard a lot of movement coming from Mount Emei, his face changed greatly, thinking that Yuan Hao's words were not false, and he was not good at arguing much, but he was afraid that it would get darker and darker. The strength of the Body Dao Realm expanded, and the palm power came out in a steady stream, so he wanted to slap Yuan Hao's head with one palm, kill him as fast as possible, and then take the long sword.

Where do you know that Yuan Hao smiled evilly, seeing the other party's figure moving slightly, he took three steps back in a row, and drew his sword neatly with his hands and feet.

It turned out that Yuan Hao had expected that if he shouted like this, the old scholar would inevitably be ruthless, not to mention killing people and grabbing treasures, but because Fang had already opened a distance of five steps first, just in case he suddenly made a killing move, and he couldn't react. At this time, seeing the old scholar making a move, the palm wind formed by the condensation of killing intent and Dao qi rushed towards him. He gritted his teeth, and while he was carrying the free and resting trick, suppressing the fear in his heart, the Qingmang long sword was aimed in front of him, and the Dao Qi was carried on his arm, and he sent it forward.

At the same time, he shouted again, "The Nebula Sect is angry and wants to kill the child......! The Emei faction actually refused to save people, and they couldn't imagine the same pot of and urine, but they really smelled the same, and they were in the same stream, and they didn't save them when they died. He didn't know which sect the old scholar was, just because among the three sects of the Gu Fu Immortals, it belonged to the Nebula Sect that he hated the most, so he casually said that it was the Nebula Sect.

The old scholar saw the green light on the long sword flickering slightly, and knew that the long sword was powerful, and immediately withdrew his outstretched palm, and jumped away, but he suddenly thought, "This Yuan Hao is just the realm of the deacon, and the difference between him and my body realm is more than 108,000 miles, what is there to be afraid of? Even if he makes it...... If you use that person's sword, there is an absolute gap in the realm, and if you forgive him for using that person's sword, he won't hurt me much. The heart is horizontal, and the palms are closed in the second flank, and the situation is peculiar.

Yuan Hao recognized at a glance that it was the starting style of the Nebula Sect's "Lishui Urging Heart Palm", he had seen two people make that gesture, one was Wu Dog Rong, the great disciple of Xingyun, and the other was Song Tianxiong, the head of Xingyun, he couldn't think of these three times, so he changed it to the power of this palm that he wanted to teach, thinking: "It is rumored that if you are hit by that heart-urging palm, the light person will have palpitations and dizziness, the hands and feet will keep calling, the heavy person will have difficulty breathing, and the heart pulse will be damaged, but if it is me, where will this old family partner show mercy?"

A thought flashed through his mind, he could already anticipate the consequences of taking this palm, his heart was pounding wildly, the palms and backs of his hands were full of sweat, and at such a moment of life and death, the free and easy heart that used to help each other seemed to have lost its effectiveness, and he couldn't suppress the fear that arose.

They all rushed to take the first step, and shot out three silver cones the size of fists in succession, with hideous faces, and then strode out, opening up, but it was that move "Throwing Meteor". Then the second and third moves, as if taking the trend, without any hindrance, a total of five moves that have never been seen before.

The old scholar sighed, looked at the flying silver cone, and said coldly: "That's the 'Absolute Thousand and Thirty-six Uniques'? Hehe, it is quite feasible, but for the old man, it is a trick to carve insects. The five fingers of the left palm were slightly curved, like claws, and with strong strength, they grabbed the three silver cones. Hearing only a muffled sound, the three silver cones were only swept by the palm wind, and they lost their strength and fell softly in his palm. In the next moment, when he saw that his palm was opened, the three silver cones turned into dust in the wind, drifting away with the wind.

He continued to attack with his left palm, and suddenly laughed in his ears, "You two fight one, but no one dares to say that you are unfair. Turning his eyes, he saw that Yuan Hao's loach skill under his feet was unfolding, slippery and scurrying, and he used a thousand sword techniques in his hands, sneering three times, and the blue light cover was facing his left and right flanks, as well as the three positions of the dantian.

The old scholar slapped his left palm to the ground, and the terrifying palm shook the ground and cracked. Yuan Haowu was palpitating in his heart, and at this time he stumbled under his feet, slightly numb, and was defenseless at all. The old scholar's left palm was stretched out again, wanting to catch Yuan Hao's head. They all rushed forward to rescue the trick first, and shot five more silver cones in succession, and Yuan Hao was fortunate to escape away.

The two of them were really shocked, they couldn't believe what they saw, they had seen Song Tianxiong's "Beneficial Water Destroying Heart Palm" with their own eyes in the Fuxian Sect, but the power of this old scholar was comparable to Song Tianxiong, and it could never be the same.

The old scholar smiled and said, "You can rest assured, the old man will not have any pain at all. After that, the figure was in the guise of a pretense, just a blink of an eye, the palm power was everywhere, the right palm waved at will, and with a snort, it was already slapping and flying to be the first. Immediately, he approached Yuan Hao, who had not yet reacted, and raised his right palm high, and Lishui urged his heart palm to slap it on the door of his head.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a kind voice, and I said, "Amitabha, Your Excellency, please keep people. This sound is clearly the sound of internal force, if the sound is about to leave, slender and slender, like a pool of clear water, gurgling and flowing through, it is not like the voice of ordinary warriors, it is loud, there is a thunderous momentum, making people deaf.

When the old scholar heard the voice, his face changed greatly, his palm was frozen and did not move, and he said loudly, "Who is Your Excellency? This matter is the business of our three sects of Gu Fu Immortals. Even though he said this, his heart was full of vigilance, and his right palm did not move.

When Yuan Hao reacted, he didn't know what was happening, only to see the old scholar's old face close in front of him, his big palm close to his head, and a terrifying palm power was like a raging wave, bubbling out, so frightened that he took two steps back, swept the corner of his eye, and saw that he was all rushing to the ground first, shocked and suspicious, and hurriedly ran over. He stepped forward to help, and saw that he was seriously injured first, and kept vomiting blood in his mouth, and in a daze, he seemed to want to say something, shaking his head and babbling.

Yuan Hao knew that he must have been hit by the water urging his heart, and he was anxious, looking left and right, not knowing what to do. At that time, a voice came from behind Yuan Hao and said, "Little friend, your friend is still alive, take him up the mountain, and let the head of the house take a look for him." But it was Fang Cai's kind and warm voice.