Now that he has arrived at the True Cicada Valley, Pang Qiushui entered through the entrance, then took out the map and followed the map.

The True Cicada Valley is very large, and the routes on the map are even more entangled, but the more chaotic the route, the happier Pang Qiushui is, so that the chances of others finding the cicada are even more slim.

The map is up and down to the south, left to the west, and the right to the east, first to climb over a diagonal mountain range, the mountain road is steep and uneven, and it is rarely frequented.

Pang Qiushui began to calculate that the east-west span of this mountain range was about 50 meters, and the east-west span of the map was more than eight times that of this mountain range.

Across the mountain, there is a slightly lower mound in front of you.

The hill is covered with trees, it is a kind of big tree that is not thick in physique but has a knotted appearance, although it is a mound, Pang Qiushui cannot perform light skills, just because these are too dense big trees.

This dragon cicada really knows how to choose a place, just a moment, Pang Qiushui is already sweating, but Pang Qiushui has not delayed, after the hill, Pang Qiushui followed the map and detoured along a valley for several hundred meters.

At this time, Pang Qiushui suddenly saw a figure in front of him, and at the same time, the other party also noticed Pang Qiushui.

"Who's following behind?"

The voice is very familiar, it is the master of Puguang of the Shaolin school.

Pang Qiushui didn't hide, and responded loudly: "Pang Qiushui is in the next faction." ”

"It turned out to be the Master of the Pang League, and it was a great pleasure to meet the Lord of the Pang League in the True Cicada Valley!" Master Puguang said.

"The Ming people don't say dark words, the Shaolin faction came to the True Cicada Valley, but they came for the immortal cicada?" asked Pang Qiushui.

Master Puguang laughed: "What Master Pang Mengmeng said is true, if the immortal cicada is about the source, it belongs to the source of Shaolin, let's look for the immortal cicada, is it no longer reasonable, but why did the master of the Pang League come to the real cicada valley?" Master Puguang said.

Pang Qiushui didn't answer Master Puguang's question directly, and knocked on the side: "May I ask if your sect has found the immortal cicada, or do you have any clues?"

"Just now, a disciple caught a glimpse of the cicada, so we chased it along the road, but the speed of the cicada was too fast, and we lost the trace, but the general direction is not wrong, and soon we will be able to find the cicada. Master Puguang said.

Pang Qiushui followed, the direction of the Shaolin faction's pursuit and the location of the immortal cicada were really only a fraction of a second, and if it continued, the Shaolin faction would definitely be able to find the immortal cicada.

"The master and his entourage have brought so many disciples, so after finding the Immortal Cicada, who will they let cultivate?" Pang Qiushui asked.

Although Pang Qiushui only asked lightly, he really wanted all the Shaolin disciples to hear it, so that they could break their unity, no one wanted to do things in vain, and they worked hard for a long time, but the results were left to others, which was inevitably a little frustrating.

Master Puguang knew Pang Qiushui's intentions, and said: "No matter who the Immortal Cicada cultivates in the Shaolin faction, the purpose is to magnify Shaolin, is this answer, is the Master of the Pang League still satisfied?"

"Actually, I'm here for the sake of the cicada, let's make a gentleman's agreement, no matter who finds the cicada first, the other party can't pursue it, let alone have a war. "Pancho waterway.

Master Puguang glanced at Pang Qiushui, "It's ridiculous, the immortal cicada originally belongs to Shaolin, even if the master of the Pang League finds the immortal cicada first, the immortal cicada also belongs to Shaolin, we won't let you cultivate, let alone let you take it away!"

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!" Pang Qiushui took out the red blood sword and casually killed two Shaolin disciples.

The speed of the shot was extremely fast, and the Shaolin disciples were dazzled.

"Array!" Master Puguang shouted.

The terrain of the True Cicada Valley is complex and rugged, although the Shaolin disciples have the intention to set up the formation, but due to the influence of the terrain, this Shaolin Zen array is full of loopholes.

The branches are luxuriant, and when they gather ten meters together, they can't see people clearly, and it is difficult for the Shaolin array to exert its true strength.

And Pang Qiushui was alone at this time, without any concern, and killed people when he saw them, without any scruples.

After a moment of fighting, trees fell all over the place, and as time went on, it seemed to be more and more beneficial to the Shaolin faction.

However, the number of Shaolin faction is constantly decreasing, but the Shaolin faction is broad and profound, and the array changes with the decrease in the number of people, even if there are only a dozen people left, their array is still complete.

Master Puguang's martial arts have improved a lot, not inferior to the master of the tribulation, and even surpassed the master of the tribulation, he held the Zen staff with both hands and smashed down from the top of Pang Qiushui's head, which is Master Puguang's own mastery - "Heavenly Thunder Presses".

Pang Qiushui raised his sword to block, although Pang Qiushui's swordsmanship was superb, he didn't expect that Master Puguang's "Heavenly Thunder Top" was a mixture of the two unique disciplines of "Heavenly Thunder Strike" and "Mount Tai Overwhelming".

Pang Qiushui didn't support it, he knelt on his knees, and his red blood sword had already penetrated into the flesh and blood of his left shoulder.

Pang Qiushui tried to stand up, who knew that the "heavenly thunder top" was so heavy that it couldn't be separated for a while, Pang Qiushui took advantage of the slope and gently slid to avoid it smoothly from under the Zen staff, although it was not a death escape, but it was also very dangerous.

Master Puguang succeeded in one blow, and he couldn't help but be proud, and made another move - "Earth Fire Impermanence".

Pang Qiushui stirred the red blood sword, and a circular Liangyi diagram was immediately formed, black and white intertwined and rotated, and the black and white two dragons were entangled, like a whirlwind blowing towards Master Puguang.

The direction in which the earth fire burns has changed.

But the focus of "earth fire impermanence" is not "earth fire", it is "impermanence", the fire changes at first, and then it is like a stream of water, when it encounters obstacles, it dodges, and if there is no obstacle, it rushes forward, and in a moment, the earth fire surrounds the two dragons.

Pang Qiushui knew that Master Puguang's martial arts had changed considerably.

He merged the black and white dragons into a single dragon, and then used the Red Blood Sword to inject the sword language of the Han Sect into the dragon, the so-called sword language is the consciousness of the long sword and the user, and it is also a kind of imperial sword.

After the giant dragon attached the sword qi and sword language of the Han Sect, a thick layer of ice suddenly formed all over its body, and the ice melted into water when it met the fire, and the water could extinguish the fire of the earth.

Master Puguang also began to inject Shaolin internal strength, whether the water can extinguish the fire, or the fire can steam dry the ice water, at this time a competition of internal force.

The remaining disciples of Shaolin took advantage of the time when Pang Qiushui and Master Puguang competed for internal strength, and began to besiege Pang Qiushui.

Pang Qiushui used the Guiyi Sword Technique to live two lives, and a long sword formed by sword qi was born, and this sword was entangled with the remaining Shaolin disciples.

"The wind blows the snowflakes and floats" the wind and snow all over the mountain, and suddenly a goose feather snow accompanied by a fierce wind fell from the sky, and the snow covered the ground fire.

"See how long you can last!" Pang Qiushui scolded angrily.

Master Puguang's face gradually appeared a rhythmic red light, which was formed by the great consumption of essence at this time.

Although Pang Qiushui also consumed a lot of True Qi, he was still slightly better than Master Puguang.

Master Puguang wanted to remove the internal force, but the situation in front of him did not allow it, and the two of them had to withdraw the internal force at the same time, otherwise the one who withdrew first would be injured by the powerful True Qi.

Pang Qiushui saw that Master Puguang's desire to act was stopped, and he didn't want to consume his internal strength again, otherwise the Shaolin disciples in front of him would destroy themselves.

Pang Qiushui raised loudly: "Master Puguang, I'll count to three, let's remove the internal force together, okay?"

Master Puguang knew that he would not die because of the exhaustion of his internal force, nor would he be injured by his true qi due to the unilateral withdrawal of his internal force, so he was very happy and responded loudly: "Then it is according to the will of the leader of the Pang Alliance." ”

After counting three, the two of them withdrew their internal force at the same time, and after retracting their weapons, Master Puguang hurriedly exercised his strength to restore his true qi.

Pang Qiushui fought with all the Shaolin disciples on the one hand, and on the other hand, his luck recovered his true qi, this is the second life of the unified swordsmanship, Pang Qiushui still has this strength.

Master Puguang's trip brought out all the Shaolin disciples with more than 20 years of martial arts experience, and their martial arts are good.

Pang Qiushui consumed his true qi while recovering his true qi, while Master Puguang only recovered it, so Master Puguang's true qi was the first to be full.

Master Puguang stood up, Pang Qiushui was only half full of true qi, there was no way, Pang Qiushui could only stand up to meet the enemy.

Pang Qiushui knew that if he fought with Master Puguang justifiably at this time, he might die tragically under Master Puguang's Zen staff, but if there were no other disciples, he still had a seventy percent chance of victory.

The question is what to do next, Pang Qiushui began to plan in his heart, and after a while, he made up his mind.

Pang Qiushui walked extremely fast in the direction of the map, Pang Qiushui knew that except for Master Puguang, the speed of the rest of the Shaolin disciples was not very fast, but Master Puguang did not dare to chase after him alone, so their overall speed would be very slow.

Pang Qiushui quickly opened up the gap with the Shaolin disciples.

Master Puguang seemed to find that something was wrong, he always felt that Pang Qiushui seemed to know the location of the cicada, and the direction where the cicada fled just now was exactly the same, so Master Puguang sped up, broke away from everyone, and went alone.

Pang Qiushui walked for a while, and felt that there seemed to be a tail behind him, so he stopped to watch, it was the figure of Master Puguang.

Pang Qiushui knew that the rest of the Shaolin disciples would never have such a fast speed, but Master Puguang was not far from him, indicating that Master Puguang and the rest of the Shaolin disciples had been separated.

Pang Qiushui was suddenly not in a hurry to find the immortal cicada, because Master Puguang was too close to him, and Pang Qiushui had a new plan, that is, to kill Master Puguang or kill all the Shaolin disciples.

Killing Shaolin disciples is also very simple, as long as you walk in a roundabout way, you can still go around behind the rest of the Shaolin disciples in the end.

In the end, Pang Qiushui's decision was to kill all the disciples first, so simple and quick, even if he couldn't get rid of them all, if he killed one, he would have one less enemy, and if he killed ten, he would have ten fewer enemies.

The soldiers who surrendered without a fight, the disciples were dead, and Master Puguang had no intention of fighting.