"What do you mean by this? Didn't we discuss it just now?" Regarding Lin Yi's shot, Liu Erji had a feeling that he had been tricked into chatting, and raised his fist and said.

Lin Yi didn't explain anything, just covered his mouth and chuckled, Cui Shiyuan immediately understood something, and pointed at Lin Yi: "Okay, did you secretly play some tricks again?"

Yi Chengfeng, who was originally moving forward with Monk Huikong and others, saw that Liu Erji's three generations had not caught up for a long time, and shouted back to his height: "Erji, why don't you hurry up and keep up?"

This Liu Erji has not been afraid of anything since he learned and succeeded, but he was obedient to the old teacher who taught him, until he met Yi Chengfeng, who traveled alone for thousands of miles.

To start the relationship between him and Yi Chengfeng, one is that he has the grace of saving his life in the Flying Star Pavilion, and the other is that he followed him to practice the world's peerless "Immeasurable Gong", which can be regarded as a relationship between a teacher and a friend. Now seeing him open his mouth, Liu Erji had no choice but to run over in a gloomy manner, no longer entangled with Cui Shiyuan and Lin Yi, two clever ghosts.

Everyone walked all the way, and under the leadership of Wei Wuya, they came to the Flying Star Pavilion's Cloud Ladder very smoothly, and they were shocked to see the body of Feng Bu, the sword from the west, lying there, in a miserable death, and they were all shocked.

"Amitabha, good, good. Monk Huikong stood in front of him, clasped his palms together, and recited the Buddha's name. Although this corpse was once a thief belonging to the Flying Star Pavilion, the monks were always compassionate and embraced Pudu's heart, and they couldn't bear to see him exposed in the mountains and fields

"Shhh...... Judging from the traces of this wound, could it be a 'distracted blood claw'?!" The Voyeur Daoist and Wei Wuya observed silently for a long time, and only after a while did they say in unison.

The two glanced at each other, and saw that someone had the same opinion as themselves, and now they confirmed this idea a little more. Cui Shiyuan and Lin Yi didn't know what they were, so they asked out of curiosity: "Two seniors, dare to ask what kind of kung fu this 'distraction blood claw' is?"

"Alas, if you want to do this, you have to mention a secret martial arts matter. The Voyeur Daoist looked at the distant sky with a solemn expression, but he didn't continue to talk about this.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps not far away, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see that the first person was seven feet tall, dressed in brocade, and a pair of willow eyes lined with two heavy eyebrows, flashing and shining.

Looking at his early forties, he was actually a strong man, and the sword he was carrying on his back shone brightly after the sun. Others didn't recognize him, but Wei Wuya was all too familiar, it was Xia Bufan, the Pavilion Master of the Flying Star Pavilion who the heroes were looking for, who came in person.

Behind him, there were four people lined up with horizontal eyebrows, which were none other than the carefree swordsman Kong Wei, the streamer swordsman Sima Hui, the thousand-faced Langjun Murong Qi, and a young man that no one had ever seen.

Not only that, but there were no less than twenty or so Flying Star Pavilion attendants with swords and guns in their hands, all of whom were watching them and Feng Bu, who died tragically.

"Voyeur old Dao, I didn't expect you to be a hundred-legged insect who is really dead but not stiff? The last time you escaped the dragon service stronghold in Yuzhou City, but now you took a helper to kill me in the Flying Star Pavilion, it really makes sense!"

Xia Bufan, a swordsman in the clouds, pulled out the bloody blade Zhan Lu Sword behind his body, pointed at Wei Wuya with a sharp blade and said, "I have already guessed that someone is leading the way for them, otherwise how could these outsiders come here unharmed through the many organs in the mountains, but I never expected it to be you, a traitor." ”

"Xia Bufan, you dog thief secretly colluded with Li Zhen, the king of Yue, with the intention of rebellion, and did not hesitate to cause trouble in the entire martial arts for the sake of glory and wealth, how can you afford the word swordsman? How can you face the next person?"

At this moment, Wei Wuya poured out the secret that had been buried in his heart for ten years in one breath. Even in the face of such a strong enemy, he is not afraid. In his heart, he always firmly believes in one sentence: "Those who practice martial arts should put chivalry first, and must not forget the righteousness for the sake of profit." ”

"Hehehe......" Xia Bufan, who was exposed, couldn't stop sneering. In this laughter, it seemed to be contempt for all the heroes present, and it was also a scorn for Wei Wuya, the man who had been the first cold-blooded killer of the Flying Star Pavilion, but now he was full of ridicule.

"Wei Wuya, Wei Wuya, I didn't expect you to become so thoughtful after I abolished your martial arts. If that's the case, I've done a good deed for the common people?hahaha......"

Hearing this, Yi Chengfeng, who was a righteous brother, couldn't wait any longer, and immediately stepped forward to fight Xia Bufan. Kong Wei and Sima Hui both suffered defeat in his hands, how could they let go of such a good opportunity?

The three of them and the two factions fought in one place, because they were all using the best martial arts, and it was inevitable that the mountains would shake in the wind and clouds between the dismantling and changing styles, and the dust waves would be set off again on this cloud exploration peak.

Monk Huikong was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he threw off the wide monk's robe and jumped over, and fought the two thieves with Yi Chengfeng.

"Pavilion Master, since ancient times, the thief captured the king first, it is better for me to go over and arrest Wei Wuya now, then Yi Chengfeng will naturally be self-defeating. As for the rest of the Hesan Lao Dao, they are all rabble, and your old man can be dismissed with a few or three strokes, I don't know what to do?"

Don't look at Murong Qi's words, in fact, he already has another plan in his heart. In order for the Blood Demon Ancestor to willingly teach himself the next volume of the Blood Demon Divine Skill, he must now kill Xia Bufan and a few star thorns who are loyal to him in one fell swoop, so that he can easily take over the power of the Flying Star Pavilion.

Yi Chengfeng, Voyeur Daoist and others naturally became the best help in this matter. As long as he kills that Wei Wuya, with Yi Chengfeng's relationship with him, he will definitely fight with Xia Bufan, plus the Voyeur Daoist and the helpers he invited, Xia Bufan will definitely not take advantage of this battle. If he is lucky, his plan will be carried out naturally.

"Well, this is very good, and they should also be allowed to see the fate of betraying my Flying Star Pavilion!"

After receiving the order, Murong Qi immediately pulled out the Cold Iron Mourning Gate Sword behind his back, and rushed straight to Wei Wuya with a mouthful of dantian qi.

Cui Shiyuan and Lin Yi saw that he had an intention to do wrong, so they rushed up to stop him, but he didn't know that he couldn't stop Murong Qi's treacherous swordsmanship at all, and only one of them went over, and both of them were injured.

Seeing that the blade was getting closer and closer to Wei Wuya, even if he had the intention to compete with Murong Qi with his own ability, after all, he was a person who had been abolished once in martial arts, and although his injuries were healed, he was unable to control the stability of his internal breath, which came and went intermittently, causing his kung fu to be much worse than before.