Thinking and pacing, a green shadow flashed too fast like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the distance of ten steps only took less than half a beat, and it was already close to the face, and the white cloud was slapped in the chest before he could react, and a dazzling golden light of swastika immediately appeared on his body, but even so, the five organs were still violently churning like a broken tile.

At the same time, in this moment of lightning, Qingying picked off a rosewood bead from Bai Yun's wrist.

After the white cloud flew out, it slammed into the ground, and there was an extra palm print on the placket of his chest like a scorched fire.

"Buddhism and Taoism double cultivation?" said the old man in Tsing Yi with a surprised face.

"Your identity is really not simple. Liu Wei looked at the Buddha beads in his hand, and his tone sank: "But whether you are a traitor to the dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, or a spy planted by the Tianlong Society in Jixia Mountain, no one will be allowed to survive on Muru Mountain tonight." ”

Before the words fell, Bai Yun slowly got up with his hands on the ground, picking up the god that had taken off his hands, Liu Wei was very curious, thinking that the palm just now hit his middle door, he could still get up?

Bai Yun is well versed in this, because of the great Wuwei floating decision and the Buddha's fetal Dao root foundation in the body, the moment the old Confucian's palm hit the chest, the power of the mountains and rivers was immediately dissolved, but the stamina at the end of the strong crossbow still made him fall to the ground, you can imagine how shocking the old Confucian palm, if it were someone else, he would have been killed on the spot.

"I heard that the Ice Soul has a negative spirit, and is more familiar with human nature, if the person who obtains the Ice Soul does not get the trust of the Ice Soul, he will be swallowed by the Ice Soul's scarcity, it has followed you for so long, most of them have long recognized you as the master, so they have not eaten your essence and blood physique, but the old decay has snatched it so much, why does this Ice Soul still not have the slightest sign of backlash, but is still as quiet as a dead thing?" Liu Wei seemed to be able to stand up again despite the heavy injury, and all his thoughts returned to the sandalwood Buddha bead in his palm.

The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his spirit burst out.

Tong Qingyao pulled out her long sword and blocked in front of Lao Ru.

The two swords were intertwined, and the swordsmanship of the long sword seemed to be superior, and it shook off the gods.

When the two fought fiercely, the old Confucian raised his head slightly, his eyes showed a cold light, his sleeves fell together, the air and killing machines rose and the boat opened, and the next moment Bai Yun's whole person flew out like an off-line kite, directly pushing down a lush bamboo forest on the edge of a waterfall.

The sword light shook, the green shirt and phoenix eyes pursued the situation, and the sword blade pointed directly at the young man who crashed into the bamboo forest.

Under the cover of night, a purple-clothed man came out of nowhere and kicked at the man with phoenix eyes.

Where is the master of the vegetarian man, the phoenix-eyed man blocked it with a long sword while kicking his legs in purple, and stabilized his body with a leaping posture and turned over slightly, and the long sword slashed through a wide arc and dragged it along the small wrist of the purple cloth.

The purple clothes swept the flying swallow and the dragon, so light that it was like a fluttering cuff, after avoiding the sword, the purple clothes immediately turned around, the long sleeves were like spider silk swallowing and whirling, tightly tightening the sword body of the long sword, and then the purple clothes dragged hard, and the whole person of the phoenix-eyed man was dragged back like a puppet.

Tong Qingyao was like a prey trapped in a spider's web, and was toyed with by the woman in purple in applause.

The purple cloth dragged the sleeve of the long sword like spider silk with one hand, and drew a circle to accumulate qi with the other hand, as if he wanted to take advantage of the situation after the green shirt got closer.

When he was pulled closer by the purple clothes, Tong Qingyao had a flash of inspiration, the carp of his body was straight, his wrists turned and stirred the long sword, and the purple sleeves were torn to pieces in response, he had no intention of fighting with the woman in purple for hundreds of rounds, and after breaking free from the claws, he swept away his head and pulled out a distance from the purple clothes.

Bai Yun walked out of the barren bamboo forest that had been almost completely leveled, covering his chest with one hand and making his expression unclear.

"Qiuli girl?" Bai Yun said in surprise.

I thought that after Bai Yun was hit hard, it was estimated that half of his life was dying, but seeing that he walked out of a scattered bamboo forest unharmed, and after wiping off the blood, his expression was as usual without the slightest paleness, Ziyi couldn't help but be surprised: "Are you really okay?"

Bai Yun touched his chest and back, the pain dissipated like smoke, and he immediately knew it, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

A figure walked out leisurely in the dark of the forest, wearing a plain robe and facing like a crown of jade.

"You're you again?" the man in the green shirt looked strange.

The plain-robed boy was leisurely, shaking like a broken fan and deliberately raising his tone, and said, "What's the matter? The great elders and disciples of the dignified Qingxuan Sword Sect dare to do such dirty things in secret, are they still afraid that others will find out?"

The phoenix-eyed man didn't waste his tongue, and sneered: "It seems that the identity of the son is not simple." ”

"Isn't it simple? How is it not simple? I'm just a guest invited by Master Huiping to go up the mountain, but I'm just not ashamed of what the Qingxuan Sword Sect has done. Long Haotian said flatly.

"At such a sensitive juncture in the Muru Temple, the old monk Huiping actually invited you up the mountain, presumably with good intentions. "The man with phoenix eyes is not a three-year-old child who is easy to fool, and of course he will not believe the one-sided words of the plain robe.

"I'm just a pilgrim who went up the mountain to add incense and incense oil to ask for the blessing of the Buddha Buddha, the family business is quite high, and I do some calligraphy and painting business between the capital and the Western Regions. Long Haotian tapped his head with an elephant fracture fan, and continued: "I also wonder why Muru Temple closed the mountain and closed the guests, it turned out that the five major sects held a conference in the Muru Temple to close the mountain and close the guests, ordinary pilgrims can not go up the mountain to pray for God and worship the Buddha, but fortunately, my father and Master Huiping have some friendship, and I came from the capital thousands of miles away, Master Huiping made an exception to allow me to go up the mountain, and I didn't expect to set foot on the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping butt before I sat down, so I mixed into this troubled water. ”

On the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping, the plain-robed boy was eloquent and eloquent, which disturbed the layout of the phoenix-eyed man's accumulation, and he would not believe this series of sophistries this time: "Nonsense." ”

The boy in the plain robe smiled and said with a meaningless expression: "Believe it or not, if you set up a bureau to slaughter the disciples of various sects in the land of Buddhism, you are not afraid of the Buddha's anger?"

"Where can a dead man speak?" the old man in Tsing Yi paced over, gently flicking the rosewood beads snatched from Bai Yun's hand in his hand, and said fearlessly: "Since you can't speak, how can the Buddha know?"

"People are doing it, and the sky is watching. The plain-robed boy stretched out his hand and pointed to the pitch-black sky.

Bai Yun's teeth clenched loudly, his fists clenched tightly, and the green tendons swelled one after another.

The plain-robed boy gently tugged at the corners of his clothes behind his back, and his lips were almost invisible: "Don't mess around." ”

Not to mention that Liu Weiji's realm is unfathomable, Tong Qingyao, the eldest disciple of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, is currently watching from the sidelines, Bai Yun's heart is not as reckless as before, after thinking about it carefully, after weighing the level, temporarily dispel the idea of regaining the Buddha beads, if he makes a rash move, he will never be Lao Confucian's opponent, if Lao Confucian really wants to go all out, whether it is himself or the prince in the plain robe or the purple clothes, there will be no chance of life, and when the disciples of all factions of the Muru Temple will be killed, who else can stand up and correct Liu Weiji's various crimes? Isn't this in the hands of the old man in the green shirt?

"It's a pity. The boy in the plain robe played with the broken fan, and suddenly sighed.

As a well-known Confucian in the rivers and lakes, Yu Qingxuan Sword Sect has endured for decades, and even deviated from the sword to plan the meeting of Muru Temple, which shows how perfect Liu Weiji's heart is, and the three words of the prince in the robe with ulterior motives are naturally not painful.

The old man in Tsing Yi stood up in the city with his hands in a deep voice: "If you want to delay time, the old man persuades you not to waste your efforts, let alone set up drums and thunder doors to make a mystery, who are you Old decay doesn't want to know at all, as for how old you come to Muru Temple to do, you can't care about it, only the dead will make people feel at ease." ”

The old man took a hissed breath and continued: " But if you are the crown prince who came to Muru Temple to get the dragon vein lock, maybe there is still a chance to escape from the old fingers, but the purple-clothed maid next to you is not like a person from the Baolong clan, maybe you are a son of a famous family in the capital, but the water in this river and lake is very deep, the wind and waves are urgent, but it is not a place where you idle sons and brothers can mess with, you can obviously escape from the chaos on the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping, as long as you keep silent about today's events, you may be able to save your life, but you want to not hit the south wall without dying, if you want to blame, you can only blame yourself。 ”

After that, the old man in Tsing Yi squinted his eyes again and sneered: "You shouldn't be the crown prince of Jiangnan who is micro-serving, right?"

Bai Yun's heart jumped, and he squinted at the prince in the plain robe.

The plain-robed boy stretched his brows and smiled slightly, and the old Ru's combination punch was obviously testing him: "What am I doing, isn't it what?"

Qingshan Old Ru's eyes widened, and he smiled harmlessly: "If it is true, it doesn't matter, but you can also give a big gift to Wu Wangfu, and take advantage of the opportunity to climb the high branch of Wu Wangfu." ”

The boy in the plain robe smiled, a delicate heart and liver covered the earth like a silver soft moonlight, shook his head and said: "It's a pity, it's just that King Wu may not appreciate it, and the good game you painstakingly planned can only become someone else's wedding dress in the end, and even you have become a pawn in the game, not to mention a pity, it's simply ridiculous." ”

Liu Weiji, a famous Confucian, sighed indifferently: "Are you saying that the duck brought to his mouth King Wu is not uncommon? Could it be that there are still people who think that this pie is not hot enough?" ”

The plain-robed boy shook the folding fan and said slowly: "Maybe Wu Wangfu is really not rare This piece of pie is at your fingertips, what if what is rare is a big chicken leg?"

The old Confucian penetrated the mind of the plain-robed boy, waved his hand and said: "Do you think that these crooked words alone can shake the old decay? But you can become so fast, and there is such a sharp tooth and sharp mouth and fickle words, and it is indeed different from those idle gentlemen, it is really a pity to die like this, you can just say that it is not too late to send you on the road after listening to the old man." ”