"On the rivers and lakes, Zhonghaojie, it is not a quick thing to die together today!" Mu Sanjiang laughed, and his voice was like thunder and waves, and he pounced on the people of the Demon Flame Sect.

Qiu Ding stood at the front and smiled faintly, "People in the rivers and lakes, a group of scum, how to say ambitious, you are just a group of animals with human skins, this rivers and lakes, half of the light, generally dark, all say that evil is the Demon Flame Sect, I see all kinds of martial arts, all of them are a virtue." ”

"Nonsense, a piece of nonsense. On the rivers and lakes, there is me without you, there is you without me, the Demon Yan Sect, I have a hundred gangs, so they are incompatible. After Mu Sanjiang finished speaking, he turned to Guo Meng, he didn't have the heart to die, he had the fragments of the Yanhuang Order in his heart, how could he easily hand over the things he had in his hands to the Demon Yan Sect?

"Senior Mu, the thing is in my hands, everyone protects me and breaks through. Guo Meng said.

Feng Shaojie snorted, revealing a look of disdain, "What you said is good, it is said to be a breakthrough, how not to die, we should take life as the aftermath, and have a good time with the Demon Yan Sect, if it is dead, the thing will naturally be theirs, if it is alive, I will unscrew Qiu Ding's head melon seeds off and use it as my own night pot." ”

"Senior brother, don't be impatient, before the war, don't remember, only by being calm, can we find the mystery of breaking the enemy, no matter what situation we are in, don't give up, if you die, don't be afraid, senior brother is in front of you, if the senior brother is still there, there must be a junior brother, a way to live, if the senior brother is in front of you, don't be sad, live bravely, and strengthen my Tianmen Mountain, it depends on you. Tian Shouyi grabbed Feng Shaojie's arm and said passionately and heroically.

These two brothers, there is a story on the gate of heaven, and the relationship is extraordinary, Feng Shaojie is free and lonely, and he was put at the gate of heaven.

On that day, Tian Shouyi came down the mountain to chop wood and saw the baby, who was lying on a shabby mat. The other brothers teased him, but he didn't laugh, only Tian Shouyi stretched out his hand, and he laughed.

Tian Shouyi carried him back to the mountain, accompanied all day long, earlier, Feng Shaojie's exercises were mostly Tian Shouyi, personally instructed, grew up, two people, inseparable, later, Feng Shaojie's intelligent talent, gradually excavated, emerging in the mountains, becoming the most powerful among the disciples of Tianmen, there is a tendency to take over the position of the head of Tianmen Mountain, originally, this position belongs to Tian Shouyi undoubtedly.

Tian Shouyi was not jealous of this, but taught Feng Shaojie the truth of being a man, when the martial arts have been refined to the bottleneck, then the truth of being a human being is particularly important.

Feng Shaojie is reckless by nature and is not good at the world, thanks to Tian Shouyi's guidance and supervision on the side, Feng Shaojie did not become a martial arts idiot who does not understand the world.

Recently, on the gate of heaven, the position of the head of the house, lifted the veil, surfaced, Tian Shouyi with the old city and ability, became the candidate of Tianmen, Feng Shaojie's heartfelt blessing, after the implementation of this task, Tian Shouyi will take over the head, manage some affairs, and stride to the position of the head, his age is ten years older than Feng Shaojie, more than thirty, there is a shepherd girl in the mountains, a confidante. The two met in the evening, had a deep relationship, and were blessed by all the disciples. After waiting to return to the mountain, Tian Shouyi will also start to prepare for the wedding, in the future, give birth to a child, and be in charge of the entire Tianmen Mountain, which can be described as young and promising, a winner in life, and an unlimited future.

After hearing what the senior brother said, Feng Shaojie was ashamed, "Senior brother, after you go back, you will take over the head of the house, for this matter, junior brother, I have been preparing gifts for a long time, but I have been looking for a long time, I don't know what you like, senior brother, in this world, all the gifts are not as good as the senior brother's affairs to me, now it's good, I think about it, just let my life be regarded as the gift of the senior brother's dragon gate, junior brother, I, I was born, I didn't bring anything, and when I died, I didn't bring anything, so be it." ”

"Amitabha, the younger generations, when this will, then the rivers and lakes are invincible, I am a wise monk, the people who spend the sea of suffering, but they are also in the sea of suffering, I thought I could be happy, but the Buddha is not happy, the Buddha is all beings, the world is in danger, as a monk, I must sacrifice my body, for the people who help, open up a path, Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"

"A group of dying hearts, but still here to make their last words, do I allow you to do this, if you have anything to say, go to hell to say. After Qiu Ding finished speaking, he ordered an attack, thousands of people, and rushed towards dozens of people.

Mu Sanjiang and Monk Dazhi glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and rushed towards the Demon Flame Sect.

"Protect what I have in my hands. Guo Meng can't command other people, he can only rely on his own strength of the Hui Ji faction to rush to the weakest point of the Demon Yan Sect, Qiu Ding clearly understands this, how to make Guo Meng succeed, he is afraid of his masters, let Guo Meng go, not his opponent, so he took the initiative to attack, facing Guo Meng, the two of them fought a face, not afraid of death Hui Ji sect disciples, attacked Qiu Ding, within three moves, two people died, and then added despair to the desperate situation.

Guo Meng rushed all the way to kill, and several people from the Demon Flame Sect died in his hands. 、

"It is important to protect the fragments, even if we die, we must also die as we deserve. Mu Sanjiang shouted.

"You can only live if you give up something. Feng Shaojie was besieged by dozens of people, and the battlefield was divided into small pieces, "Why do you want that broken thing?"

The sound of shouting and killing, the sound wave rolled, drowning Feng Shaojie's words, Mu Sanjiang and Dazhi Monk, the two masters, almost unstoppable, the masters of the Demon Flame Sect, the two people who touched it, were also beaten miserably, not dead, but also received different degrees of injuries, and the rest of the pawns were the dust under their feet, come one, die one, go on two, fall down a pair, the two escorted the fragments all the way, approaching Qiu Ding.

The powerhouses of the Demon Flame Sect, seeing that the eldest prince had to deal with three masters on his side, were a little outnumbered, and they besieged them one after another, separating the two old men once again.

The strength is mediocre, the disciple of the Martial Arts League, he has already died under the chaotic sword, and the chance of breaking through is still slim, and there is no life at all.

When Mu Sanjiang saw this situation, he was still thinking about whether he could exert his power, and the facts told him that the people of the Demon Yan Sect were boundless, blunt and exhausted, and they couldn't fight so many people, they only hated their own abilities, and they were powerless to use their power to turn the tide, they didn't belong to his age, he was too old.

Dazhi monk, a pole of Zen staff, playing is a tiger and a tiger, who said that the monk can not be killed, Dazhi monk, for everyone, hands are covered with blood, every time he kills a person, he will say, the Buddha has a fate, no fate, no need, the sea of suffering is endless, I am in the abyss, if the Buddha wants to punish me as an old monk, then I also have no regrets.

After reciting the Buddha for decades, the great wisdom monk finally realized the truth of the Buddha, the Buddha must kill people first in order to save people, and some people do not believe in the Buddha, so the Buddha does not accept him.

Kill!

Tian Shouyi has always been in front of Feng Shaojie, taking on most of the enemies for Feng Shaojie, Feng Shaojie cast it in the back, the wonderful sword, said it was wonderful, that was still absolute, where is there still wonder, no clue, no source, only slashing, this move is the most practical swordsmanship, called the highest, like Lu Qianyu seeking the way without a sword, sometimes, exercises, moves, internal qi, all useless, with a sense of killing, is the best trick.

A pillar of incense time, the battlefield, the remaining hundreds of corpses, Mu Sanjiang, Dazhi monk are all 100 enemies, Tianmen Mountain two, together can kill more than 100 people, Hui Ji faction, lost all the disciples, not able to figure half a step, Guo Meng's sword, under Qiu Ding's Zechuan, has defensive power, no attack, is at an absolute disadvantage, several times, almost defeated, if Guo Meng does not have real materials, the things in his arms, then fell into the hands of Qiu Ding.

Qiu Ding doesn't look down on people like Guo Meng, he is the most disdainful, not as good as Mu Sanjiang and others, others dare to fight, it is worth it to die, they are respected, after death, when there is a tombstone, or send the body back to the various mountain gates, and Guo Meng, not to mention cowardly, too selfish, in the face of the war, is still scheming and calculating fragments, after Qiu Ding kills him, he will spit on his grave, chop his corpse, and trample it into pulp.

After a few hundred moves, a few more moves, Guo Meng couldn't support it, the sword in his hand was famous, an extraordinary weapon, the son of the Ji faction, how could the weapon in his hand be an ordinary character, when there was a name, but unfortunately this name was not as loud as Zechuan in Qiu Ding's hand.

Zechuan is famous in the entire rivers and lakes, which is no less than Lu Qianyu's lonely cold, but with the passage of time, the old heroes are difficult to be in the new rivers and lakes, in the appalling, the younger generation, they may have long forgotten that in this rivers and lakes, fighting, relying on martial arts, and weapons, without a good weapon, it is like a horse, without a good saddle, not only is it as simple as losing people, but also losing their lives.

Guo Meng's confidence in his own weapon is like confidence in himself, if the weapon is broken, his self-confidence will be broken, he can't beat Qiu Ding, it's a stone hammer, and it will be a matter of time before he is killed.

Observe again, the other battlefields are all over, and there are only a few heroes standing.

Feng Shaojie and Tian Shouyi, although they are fierce and have excellent swordsmanship, they are inevitably injured, exhausted and panting, and their swordsmanship has long been not sharp, and it is getting weaker and weaker.

Taking advantage of Guo Meng's stunned, Qiu Ding kicked him in the chest, and the toes drove the fragments in his arms and flew into the air, Guo Meng was taken aback, regardless of the pain, he wanted to recapture it, but his body was still flying, and he hit a tree, so he stopped, and when he looked at it again, Qiu Ding had already held the fragments firmly in his hand.

"It's done!" Qiu Ding laughed, very satisfied, "Guo Meng'er, Hui Ji will send a group of wastes to destroy you sooner or later." ”

It's just that before Qiu Ding continued to be happy, a sword shadow looked at his arm, Qiu Ding was startled, the long sword had arrived, it was Mu Sanjiang's move to level the sand and fall geese, Qiu Ding was caught off guard, when he withdrew his arm, Mu Sanjiang's hand grabbed his wrist, Qiu Ding's sword stabbed over, Mu Sanjiang didn't want to dodge at all, he was hit by a sword, and his chest burst blood, but the force in his hand was not reduced at all, grabbed Qiu Ding's arm, and threw it out.

To say that Qiu Ding is also a person with great strength, he never thought that this old man, when he was dying, still had this bullish energy, he flew out, his palm was scattered by Mu Sanjiang, and the fragments fell into his hands.

Qiu Ding fell to the ground gently, only to see Mu Sanjiang, trembling, pale, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, that sword, the fierceness of the stab, if Mu Sanjiang could prevent it, since he didn't defend it, then he just wanted to.

Mu Sanjiang threw the fragments to Guo Meng, and said weakly: "Nephew, I, Mu Sanjiang, have worked hard for most of my life, and I have already put life and death out of the way, only if I like this river and lake, I can continue to pass it on in all colors, and the younger generations in the rivers and lakes can bloom like flowers, and I will be here, take the fragments, go immediately, and stop this Qiu Ding while I still have a little strength." ”

"Old thing, if you are bent on death, then I will fulfill you, if you suffer this injury, you will definitely die, I don't worry about making up for a sword, so that you will die more completely. After Qiu Ding finished speaking, he walked towards Mu Sanjiang, Mu Sanjiang raised his sword to parry, and the two sides fought together.

Guo Meng took the fragments, got up and left, without worry, time did not allow him to say anything, only Mu Sanjiang's actions and words, let it be any cold-blooded person, he must be moved, they are all on the rivers and lakes, most of them are chivalrous, real chivalrous, and how many, it is nothing more than the self-pride of a man, Mu Sanjiang, really one, in his life, there are few things that do wrong, the wrong hand, kill the wrong person, his reputation, in the rivers and lakes of Nuoda, few people say a word, no one hacks him, but he blackens himself.

He Yun himself, a poor man, an elder of the Baijie Gang, is penniless, his thoughts are not full enough, he lacks consideration in doing things, he can't cry out for too many weak people, and the most on his body is Luan and burden.

What exactly is he carrying?

Probably a name.

Ten moves later, under Qiu Ding's sword, Zechuan showed his might, and when he split his head, Mu Sanjiang's sword was broken into two, and Zechuan was even more powerful, directly splitting Mu Sanjiang in half, a generation of chivalrous, and died miserably.

When the Great Wisdom Monk saw this, he pushed the Zen staff, and more than a dozen people from the Demon Yan Sect fell to the ground, he shouted Mu Sanjiang's name, and the Zen staff beckoned to Qiu Ding's head.

Qiu Ding only used his sword to block, and then went to see Guo Meng, the two people on the gate of heaven were converging and came to the edge of the encirclement.

In this battle, the Demon Yan Sect was also miserable, there were still corpses and wounded people in one place, the sound of moaning was endless, and the price paid had exceeded Qiu Ding's expectations, he originally thought that with only the lives of no more than fifty people, he would take down these false names of the martial arts league, but now that he thinks about it, how funny, the martial arts league can grow in the rivers and lakes, and there are really several powerful existences in various sects, for example, the old bald donkey in front of him, the dead Mu Sanjiang, these two people, with great strength, are definitely not under themselves.

However, after a series of battles, wheel battles, most of the police and physical strength of the strong were consumed, and the shot of the great wisdom monk was not so dexterous, and the power of the Zen staff, at least compared to the beginning, dropped by eighty into eight, and the remaining two into two were still gritting their teeth and persisting.

He couldn't hold on a little, he couldn't keep up with Qiu Ding's footsteps, his attack was very fierce, Qiu Ding avoided all his edges, and retreated again and again, and the Zen staff of the Great Wisdom Monk flew in the sky, smashing the skulls of many Demon Flame Sect members.

Qiu Ding still seized a perfect opportunity in the end, he can seize many opportunities, this time, it is a must-kill.

The great wisdom monk is full of loopholes, after a Zen stick smashed down, Qiu Ding stepped on one end of the Zen staff, and the great wisdom monk did not even have the strength to lift up, at this time Qiu Ding swept over with a sword, and the great wisdom monk could not withdraw, his legs were cut off by the brush, his body sank, and he fell to the ground, but he was still standing.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. The great wisdom monk didn't cry out in pain, didn't groan, and his face was calm, "Qiu Ding'er, I'm defeated, I'm going to see the Buddha, the world is muddy, bad things and good things, there are as many, I have experienced vicissitudes, and it's time to go." ”

"Then I will fulfill you, and when you get there, please tell your Buddha, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in it. Qiu Ding said, his hand rose, the sword fell, and a human head fell to the ground.

Feng Shaojie and Tian Shouyi escorted Guo Meng, rushing all the way to kill, seeing that there was an endless forest in front of them, and if they escaped out, they would be safe, but the people of the Demon Yan Sect seemed to be screens, cutting one layer, and another layer, endlessly, they came to send them to death, and they were also very happy.

Dazhi monk, Mu Sanjiang is dead, Tian Shouyi has no time to grieve, he has a premonition that it is also the time for him to do something, so he pushed Feng Shaojie, turned around and rushed towards the enemy who caught up.

Feng Shaojie was slightly stunned, there was already a bright willow in front of him, Guo Meng, this guy, ran very fast, and he didn't look back.

"Senior brother, let's go. Feng Shaojie saw that Tian Shouyi was besieged and killed, and came alone, but was stopped by the enemy.

"Go back and tell the master, I didn't disgrace the Heavenly Gate, he is an old man, he is very good to you, to me, to all the disciples, but he is already old, I can't take care of him, this task, I will leave it to you!" When Tian Shouyi spoke, he was besieged by the three masters of the Demon Flame Sect, he killed two people, and was stabbed in the throat by another one, a sword, and he could no longer speak. But he did not die, this sword, not enough to kill, only destroyed his vocal cords. He used his lips and continued to whisper: "Senior brother, let's go, we are best friends, senior brothers, brothers, in the rivers and lakes, there is no me, but you can't live without you, my story is handed over to you, you have to live." ”

Then, a sword sealed the throat, and more than a dozen people from the Demon Flame Sect stabbed at Tian Shouyi, Tian Shouyi fell to the ground and died, blood splashed three feet, turned into a blood-colored flower, and floated in the air.

When Feng Shaojie saw this, he hid his face and cried bitterly, the world was discolored, "Senior brother, I remember your words, our story will not end here, I will live, take care of the master, take care of the rivers and lakes." ”