I couldn't finish writing and saw that the Tang Clan Shuangxiong was no longer participating, that is, he went to the two masters, and the smile on his face became even happier: "Okay, the traders and the Tang Sect will put aside their grievances for the time being." The three of them stood side by side, facing the Yellow River.

I saw a green-robed guest in a low voice, roaring "Array", and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen green-robed people formed a large circle, and the formation slowly pushed up.

Tang Shangfei waved his hands continuously, and a few thistles and a few poisonous needles flew over with a fishy smell, only hearing a few "ding, ding, ding" sounds, but they were all blocked by the long sword in the opponent's hand.

I couldn't finish writing a round face and smiled sweetly: "When did the six evils of the Yellow River become twelve? When did all the swords used before use swords?"

glanced at a flaw on the side, and suddenly slapped out a palm, but this palm was an authentic big handprint.

But the Twelve Ghost Formation is obviously very famous, and he can't finish writing his conceited martial arts far above the other party, but somehow let that person turn forward regardless of it, and turn around to avoid it, but instead the other two people who followed up ambushed him, making him blink in danger

Once this formation is promoted, it is extremely continuous, even if the cycle does not stop, even if the opposite hundred people do not stop, facing the opponent seems to be able to exhaust the opponent to death.

The Tang brothers also fell into Zheng

The Yellow River Six Evil Formation pushes the shot, but it is extremely conservative, everyone turns and only makes one move, and the moves are all passing by, even if they can make two swords, but it is not the second time.

can't finish writing, the two brothers of Tangmen sold flaws in a row, but the other party was not fooled at all, so he just turned to attack.

The character of the incomplete writing was excellent, but after a few times, he gradually became impatient, and shouted: "The Yellow River Six Evils, you have studied this bullshit formation over the years?"

The other party ignored it, but he still dodged and blocked steadily, not revealing the slightest loophole, but Tang Xiafei, who was getting more and more bored, was not paying attention and was cut off his sleeve.

After writing, he was calm and relaxed, and took out the long whip from his arms in a hurry, reminding: "Be careful! They only defend this formation, we can break it sooner or later!"

The three of them were a little nervous, and they also made a few defensive moves, and embarked on a calm and dense road.

In this way, the moves of both sides are mainly defensive, and they are both moving very quickly.

Chu Qiushui originally wanted to wait until the two sides were defeated before making a move, but seeing that these fifteen people defended more and attacked less, he was afraid that he would not be able to finish the fight for an hour, so he couldn't help frowning.

Chu Qiuyan was used to seeing masters such as Luo Bing and Chu Qiushui make moves, and the gang of Rao competitions downstairs seemed naturally dull and boring to her, and she couldn't help but yawn.

Chu Qiushui saw that the two sides were more and more cautious, even if they were fighting, they were testing each other, and gradually lost their patience, and as soon as their robes were shaken, they were about to make a move.

Suddenly, the Yellow River Six Demons turned, and somehow, surrounded the other three in the middle. Twelve people joined forces to attack, but these four people were slashing their blades and resisting again and again, don't spare the attack was endless, and the four of them suddenly felt a strong sticky force and dragged themselves down.

I couldn't finish writing my conceited internal strength, sneered, and waved my palm.

Tang Shangfei and Tang Xiafei were already impatient, and when they saw the opportunity, the Tang girl was about to get out of the way.

At this time, the twelve evils of the Yellow River were divided into six pairs, each pair was one person in the back to convey internal force to the person in front, and the other person raised one arm to palm the other party.

can't finish writing, each of the Tang brothers has two palms, which is considered one person against four, which has become a situation of competing internal strength.

In the early days, the unfinished writing and finishing of writing prevailed, and the four people who competed with him were almost overwhelmed by his palm.

Although the internal strength of the two Tang brothers is not strong, both of them have practiced the unique poisonous skills of the Tang Sect, and they are full of poison, and they also have an advantage in two against four.

Just a moment later, the other palm of the palm with them was on the waist of the companion, twelve people, you are on me, I am on you, and the internal force is getting stronger and stronger for a while, and it is becoming more and more fierce.

The four of them fought separately, only to feel that the opponent's internal force was not decaying, but getting stronger and stronger, and finally it was like a mountain and a sea, irresistible, strange and panicked in their hearts.

After the six evils of the Yellow River were defeated by Luo Bing, what they have studied over the years is this method of mutual internal force. Twelve people were connected together, and they were able to burst out with extraordinary combat power, this was their killing move in the face of Luo Bing, and today they used these four people to test the knife.

Chu Qiushui saw that the person below him was more than internal force, smiled slightly, calmed down again, and did not make another move, but his eyes were always fixed on the big wooden sea in the burden of a green-robed guest

The willow head behind the counter suddenly rushed out, and while everyone was unprepared, he grabbed the wooden box and rushed directly to the door.

The dozen or so people who were fighting were all taken aback, this willow martial arts was far from them, and no one took him to heart, how could they have expected that something would go wrong at such a critical juncture?

After all, the willow head has been fighting on the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and his grasp of the timing is extremely accurate, and his life is at stake, and his feet are also running fast, and he is about to step out of the inn in a few steps.

Chu Qiuyan chuckled and said, "This person is really bold. ”

Chu Qiushui shook his head and said, "That's it, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." ”

With a wave of his palm, a curtain in his hand vibrate, and he pulled the willow head back a few feet away.

This willow head has a body of martial arts, but he can't mention it in front of these people, and he dances with his hands, and he has no strength.

Even the person with the box was brought over by Chu Qiushui.

At this moment, the fifteen people who were competing for internal strength also had the heart to stop, and the two sides each took a step back, Chu Qiushui's Wuxiang Gong True Qi floated by, and everyone felt that their bodies were hot, and their whole body strength was forced back, and they couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring, and they retreated.

Outside the door, there was a sound of footsteps like an iron tower, don't spare martial arts are all silent, but this person can be heard walking three miles away.

The sound of "dong dong" was endless, and a big monk walked in at the door, with thick eyebrows, steady steps, eight feet tall, and a convenient crescent shovel in his hand, and walked in proudly.

As soon as this person entered, everyone was shocked.

I couldn't finish writing and couldn't help but exclaim: "Master Wumang, didn't you die at the hands of Lu Changfeng?"

The monk raised his eyes, snorted coldly, ignored it, and took big steps, but he made a "dong dong" sound barefoot, which was like hitting the hearts of Zhong Rao.

Chu Qiushui took the box into his arms, threw the willow head into the corner, and saw that everyone downstairs was surprised, mixed with a bit of solemnity, and couldn't help asking: "Who is this monk? Why are so many people afraid of him?"

Chu Qiuyan said: "Master Wumang, it seems that he came from the Western Regions Tantra, a character who was rampant in martial arts many years ago, and his martial arts should be very good." This man was short-tempered and evil-doer, often killing people for no reason, and his hands were full of blood. Over the years, he has disappeared, and people have killed him by Lu Changfeng. ”

Chu Qiushui snorted coldly: "It's Lu Changfeng again." It seems that he has offended a lot of people, how could he have a grudge with the green forest as a Dali Siqing. ”

Chu Qiuyan was unconscious in the tomb that day, and she didn't know about Chu Qiushui's martial arts competition with Luo Bing.

Chu Qiuyan heard that Chu Qiushui seemed to be quite hostile to Lu Changfeng and Luo Bing, and his heart trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to ask more.

After Master Wu Mang came in, everyone stopped fighting, and they all had their own concerns.

I couldn't finish writing the brothers, the Tang brothers, and the six evils of the Yellow River, but they all thought: "When the right person is better than the internal force, the other party should have done his best, why did he suddenly pour out a domineering true qi and shake me back? Could it be that this reckless master suddenly had a kind heart and became better after being killed by Lu Changfeng?"

Chu Qiushui didn't expect that his move to pull people would cause everyone to scruple about each other, and the three parties were staring at each other, each wanting to make a move, but no one could raise the guts.

In the past twenty years, his more evil monk reputation has never been more reckless.

I don't know where the people who used to go to the wind village are, and Wu Mang is a demon who kills people without blinking.

The next morning, someone found dozens of heroes up and down Shangfeng Village, and suddenly all of them died in their nests.

Everyone seems to have died peacefully, and everyone has received a slap on their chests, the authentic tantric "Mahamudra"!

Therefore, when it comes to Master Wumang on the rivers and lakes, it is ruthless.

Wu Mang had no intention of wading into this troubled water, but when he passed by this town, he heard Cordyceps, and it was his greed.

At this time, he thought like this: "I was defeated by Lu Changfeng back then, and I refused to agree with him not to kill anyone from now on, but he was seriously injured and almost lost his martial arts. Over the years, although it has recovered most of it, it is not as good as it was in its heyday. Just now I punched the person at the door, but he was sucked back by the internal force, these people still have this skill at the critical moment of the internal force, which is really incredible. ”

In terms of martial arts, among these sixteen people, Wu Mang is naturally the strongest, but when it comes to power, he is the weakest alone. But he was proud of his temperament, and he felt that his martial arts were the highest, so he couldn't hold it back, stretched out his palm, mobilized his internal force, and looked at Chu Qiushui on the second floor, flying towards him.

Chu Qiushui was very scheming at this time, turned his back and wrapped the cordyceps in silk cloth in his arms, and threw the vermilion color box towards Wumang.

Seeing this, the four Tang brothers also raised their palms and pulled the wooden box towards their side.

Although the martial arts of Wu Mang are strong, they obviously have no chance of winning with one against four, although they have repeatedly urged the true qi, but they still can't stop the castration of the wooden box.

The six evils of the Yellow River became the twelve evils of the Yellow River, one person with one person, connected in a row, and the first one person used the eleven companions behind him to suck the color box over.

Sixteen people stood in three corners, each carrying their own internal force, and the wooden box flew around in the air, but after all, it was the Yellow River Twelve Demons who were superior, and I saw that the vermilion color box moved over there inch by inch.

Although the reckless people are ruthless, they are not reckless.

Knowing that he is the weakest of the three parties, he originally refused to join forces with others with his ruthless nature, but this cordyceps can allow him to recover the strength that was scattered by Lu Changfeng, which is crucial, and he can't care about any face, and he walks towards the end of writing step by step.

The willow head was rescued by Chu Qiushui, but he didn't know that he had walked through the ghost gate, got up, and stared at the color box in the air, with a greedy look in his eyes.

Seeing that the color box was still floating in the air, he used his waist to grab the colorful sea as soon as he leaned over

Wu Mang grabbed a void before, his internal strength was ready to go, he was already a little aggrieved, and when he saw the willow head again, he still wanted to rob the cordyceps, he snorted angrily, and the crescent moon shovel in his left hand flew straight out, nailing the willow head through his chest and nailing it to the wall, and suddenly blood splashed.

The willow head was pierced in the heart, and he hung himself in the air, dancing with his hands, struggling twice, and then he died.

Now everyone is in the same place again, these people licking blood and killing people are nothing, but no one can imagine such cruelty.

Chu Qiuyan screamed in surprise and said in a low voice, "This person is so cruel." Chu Qiushui also frowned slightly.

At this moment, Master Wumang had already walked to the side where he couldn't finish writing, and the four of them tried their best, and the castration of the color box stopped for a while.

With the martial arts cultivation of the Yellow River's twelve evils, the four masters of the other side should have no chance of winning. But the method of internal force that they have created in recent years to deal with Luo Bing is indeed wonderful, and with the joint efforts of the twelve people, like a top master, they have the upper hand.

I saw that Wu Mang, the Tang Brothers, and a few people who couldn't finish writing were flushed, and the fog was rising above their heads, but the color box only paused slightly, and then flew away.

Chu Qiushui said in a low voice: "Aren't these people good people?" Chu Qiuyan glanced at him and understood that he had already had murderous thoughts, so he said: "The killing machine between good and evil in the Tang Sect is not heavy, the reputation is not too evil, the trading door is notorious, and the recklessness is even more evil, and the Yellow River Six Evils have not done any good things. They are all wicked people. ”

Chu Qiushui nodded and said, "Let them fight until they are both defeated, their true strength is exhausted, and then they can be regarded as benevolent if their martial arts are abolished." He pulled a piece off the wooden railing of the staircase and threw it gently.

Chu Qiushui's shot seemed to be careless, but the piece of wood hit Wu Mang's back, which immediately made him shake violently and spurt a mouthful of blood.

The Twelve Demons of the Yellow River also felt that the other party's true qi suddenly strengthened several times, and he was unsteady on his feet, stumbling back a few steps.

Wu Mang was shocked in his heart: "Yes, there is still a sneak attack behind him?

Huang He Liusha thought: "Without spurting blood from his mouth, the opponent's resistance will be strengthened immediately, could it be that he used any ability to press the bottom of the box? Or is it like Lu Changfeng's martial arts, and every time he dies, he is stronger?"

After the three of them saw that Wu Mang spurted out a mouthful of blood, their pressure plummeted, and they all had the same thoughts as the Yellow River Twelve, but they were secretly strange in their hearts: "It seems that Wu Mang used the Tibetan life and death stunt." Strange, in this way, even if we win, Wu Mang will still suffer a lot of injuries, how can he still compete with us for Cordyceps?"

The twelve evils of the Yellow River stood firm, and the internal force came out one after another. Wu Mang was already injured at the moment, and the advantage of twelve people was even more obvious.

Chu Qiushui lifted the table and took down the four pieces of wood, and his hand came out with all his strength, and the four brothers of the Tang Sect who couldn't finish writing were each hit on the back and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The twelve evils of the Yellow River also felt as if their chests had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, their faces were pale, some people couldn't stand anymore, fell to the ground, hurriedly got up, and then formed a formation, and the formation was scattered and knotted again.

Chu Qiushui originally wanted to play this hand again, but he felt that his identity was much higher than that of the people below, hiding his head and revealing his tail, secretly attacking, and it was not the demeanor of a carefree disciple, so he used his true qi and took the color box without cordyceps to his side in the air.

At this time, the sixteen people downstairs already knew that there were still masters waiting around, and they were greatly surprised. Seeing the color box flying up slowly, the two parties couldn't resist it even if they tried their best, and they were even more surprised.

Everyone looked up together, only to see a pair of young men and women standing side by side, the young man in white gently rested his left hand on the railing, and his right hand was raised, calm and relaxed, it seemed effortless, but the color box still flew steadily towards his hand.

The sixteen knew in their hearts that if the other party suddenly made a move, it would be normal to suck up the color box while everyone was unprepared. But although the castration of the color box is slow, it is unswerving, without the slightest sway, obviously he does not want to take advantage of this, and wants to use his own skills to subdue the heroes, and everyone tries their best to still not let the color box shake half a point, that is, the skill is far from good.

The faces of the people were as dead as ashes, and they all looked at each other, and they all withdrew their hands.

The color box slowly flew into Chu Qiu Sailor Zheng

Tang Shangfei and Tang Xiafei both thought in their hearts: "No wonder this person doesn't take Tangmen in his eyes." How many people can compete with him now?"

I couldn't finish writing, but I saw that Chu Qiushui was heroic, his martial arts were extremely high, and there was a young woman beside him, and the thought in his heart moved: "Could it be that this person is Lu Changfeng? Last month, the Shaolin Heroes Conference Demon was defeated because of Chu Qiuyu, and everyone believed Luo Bing's defense, Lu Changfeng is no longer the public enemy of martial arts who was let by that person, but there are still many people who firmly believe that their relatives and friends died at the hands of Lu Changfeng, and there are still not a few people who want to kill Lu Changfeng. couldn't finish writing to treat others by himself, and decided that Lu Changfeng would not let himself go, and his palms couldn't help trembling slightly.

Tang Zifei said in a loud voice: "Your Excellency insulted the Tang Sect before, dare to ask, is Your Excellency Luo Bing?"

Back then, Luo Bing also defeated the head of the Tang Sect and forced him to make an oath not to kill Rao, and the Tang Sect was not very happy with Luo Bing, but the Tang brothers were all traveling abroad and had never seen Luo Bing's face.

As soon as these words came out, Wu Mang shook his head and said: "He is not Luo Bing, Luo Bing is a bold person, but this person is handsome and alert." ”

Suddenly, he heard a while: "Could it be that a few people only know Luo Bing, but they don't know Chu Qiushui?"

When this person said this, Chu Qiushui's heart immediately sank.

A few people walked to the door a few feet away, Chu Qiushui had clearly heard these footsteps, and before he could enter, Chu Qiushui had already heard their breathing.

But this person is the one who used his internal strength to take away the jade pendant, but his light body kung fu is not under Chu Qiushui!

The light at the door was blocked, and he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but Chu Qiuyan said in a low voice: "It seems that this person is a burden" Chu Qiushui's face was solemn and nodded.

The people downstairs didn't know that there was a master, but they were shocked by the words.

Outside, the sun has set in the west.

But the sunlight was still shining through the window, and the autumn wind outside was beating on the trees at the door, stirring up the sound of falling leaves.

A few jackdaws chirped outside, hovering on the roof of the restaurant, making a fluttering sound for a while, and it was very uncomfortable in this quiet time.

People who have just come out of the fierce battle can't help but close their eyes when they suddenly see the sun, so that their eyes can first accept the warm caress of the sun, and then they can accept this heart-pounding light!

Everyone couldn't help but take a long breath.

The air seemed to be sweet.

But when the man at the door walked into the inn, the light shone on his face, and Chu Qiushui was really surprised: "You ......"