Murong Jiu is no longer the hairy boy who has just arrived, and he is already relatively indifferent in the face of his opponent's provocation.

"Put away your weapons, friends on the rivers and lakes don't know the truth of the matter. Seeing that you are still here, could it be that the people from the Huazi Gang have not arrived yet? Hey, isn't this the Yu Gongzi of a famous noble?" Murong Jiu looked like he had just seen Yu Zhiyong.

And when the latter saw Murong Jiu and Sikong Panshan, his face was now pale, and he vaguely felt that he was wearing a hat with color......

Even Yu Gongzi, who has always paid attention to his image, was angered by the other party this time: "I also said that which shameless guy actually formed such a shameless sect, it turned out to be Murong Gongzi, then it is not strange!"

"Look for death!" "Bold!" ......

For a while, the disciples under his command were furious, and one by one the long swords were unsheathed, and they were about to gather towards Yu Zhiyong.

And after all, it is a female disciple here, how can it be compared to those strange people with an authentic dialect in scolding, and the eight generations of the other party's ancestors have all been turned out.

At this time, the affairs of the remnants of the Yu clan, the people in the rivers and lakes have gotten some rumors, and the original "great achievements" of the "soft rice man" were once again taken out by them to talk about it.

If Murong Jiu talked about this incident at the beginning, it was only a vague irony, then these strange people who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic were like the parties possessed, and they told the history of the soft rice man's fortune with emotion......

As soon as Yu Zhi said the words mocking the other party, he already regretted it very much, in fact, with his character, ordinary things would never be so unstable and suffer this immediate loss. But when he saw Murong Jiu and Sikong Panshan together, he vaguely felt the green light flying above his head, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

And now after listening to the other party's insulting words, I was suddenly angry!

"You shameless people, dare to insult my ancestors, give me my life!"

Yu Zhi lifted a long sword and made a move against the most noisy person.

Although this group of strange people is stronger than the ordinary warriors in the rivers and lakes, if it is not Yu Zhiyong's opponent who fights alone, but under the joint efforts of groups of three or five, they can still give each other back and forth.

While these people were dismantling their moves, Lang Xiaohan got up sideways from the horse and directly caught Yu Zhi's sword move!

It's not that Lang Xiaohan cares about the lives of these demons and monsters, but how can he let this guy kill his own minions in front of Murong Jiu?

Although Lang Xiaohan's personal ability can top most of the abbot of the White Horse Temple, it is still a little worse than Yu Zhiyong, and after such a period of time, his injuries have also healed, after fifty moves, Yu Zhiyong has the upper hand, depending on the situation, after a few more moves, the other party can beat Lang Xiaohan.

At this time, this veteran-level figure realized that he had lived in the mountains for a long time and could not come out of retreat, so he really underestimated these rising stars on the rivers and lakes.

Murong Jiu leaned on the horse's head with one hand and looked at the opponent's attack method with interest, and found that Yu Zhi had not made any substantial progress in the past six months, so he had no intention of making a move...... A person who has abused once has no change, and then he will not receive anything if he abuses himself a second time.

Of course, he wouldn't watch Lang Xiaohan lose like this.

"No, you guys can do it. Murong Jiu commanded.

The person referred to is the sword god Zhan Tianhua, the thin Taoist, and the lotus fairy!

Although in their own sect, these people have no identity, and they usually find a place to live at the foot of the mountain, but when they go out, Murong Jiu barely saves some face for these people who have faces in the rivers and lakes, and they are called "guards".

Seeing that these people made a move, the others all withdrew, and went to Lang Xiaohan, and the two sides began to fight together, although the number of people was the same, but the strength was too bullying in comparison.

Yu Zhi may be the strongest Zhan Tianhua, and it is very likely to win, but the thin Taoist alone packed up his house slaves, and the other three people only recognized Murong Jiu's life, did not recognize the rules of the rivers and lakes, and with three enemies and one, Yu Zhi was captured by Lang Xiaohan, Zhan Tianhua, and Cui Luhua in a few dozen moves.

"Keep your mouth alive!" Murong Jiu said specially.

After a while, he will use him to force Huan Weibo, an old thief, to provoke out, and if he kills him now, he won't have to play.

At the sound of an order, the major disciples who were eager to try and wanted to perform stepped forward to tie up a few people, and at the same time sealed the acupoints one by one and poured the "secret elixir".

Before they could go up the mountain, there were a few more captives.

Seeing that the Yu clan, which had been famous for a long time, was actually restrained so simply, the other people in the rivers and lakes were silent, lest Murong Jiu's anger would affect them, and these melon-eating people were far away.

Seeing Murong Jiu looking over, he frowned when he saw this: "Why are you the only ones still here?

Murong Jiu also saw that most of the people who watched the excitement here were soy sauce, although they couldn't say it by being pointed at their noses, but these people didn't dare to get angry, and said honestly: "Master, the people who asked the Huazi Gang to go up the mountain an hour ago, and the others followed!"

"Ahh

When those strange people heard this, they also followed and made a loud noise, looking like they called the Hanako Gang and didn't follow the rules, and couldn't tell who was the boss here.

"Okay, take care of a few of them, let's go up the mountain too!"

Murong Jiu gave an order, and the mighty team also went up the mountain one after another.

At this moment, a rush of horses' hooves sounded, but I saw that the person who came was several monks from the horse temple, who didn't know where they were hiding before, observing the situation here, and seeing that Murong Jiu and others were going up the mountain, they hurriedly rode their horses and whips to tell what happened here.

Several of Murong Jiu's disciples saw it and wanted to go forward to pursue, but they were left behind by Murong Jiu: "No need to chase, how can we be guests, come to other people's territory, let them say hello first, otherwise let the people in the rivers and lakes say that we don't understand the rules." ”

Looking at the appearance of those little novices fleeing in the wilderness, it seems to be so simple.

When Murong Jiu and his party arrived at the gate of Xiangguo Temple, a group of respected monks stood at the door, and the leader was an old acquaintance.

Last time, he was injured once with Murong Jiu, and then at Yunding Peak, Murong Jiu used his mouth to convey the truth about the origin of the Yu clan to Chou Jianian, and I don't know if Chou Jianian had figured out what happened back then.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the donors have come from afar, and the temple is not welcomed, and I hope to forgive my sins and forgive my sins!" The head of the sect put on a good old man's appearance.