Early the next morning, Jin Shaoyou hurried out before he even had time to eat breakfast. He drove his horse to the outside of Qingquan Temple, but instead of going to see Xu Shouhui, he came to find Peng Yingyu.

He and Peng Yingyu talked in the room for a long time, and they didn't come out until an hour later, but they had a sad face, how could they still look like a military advisor with "a thousand worries of a wise man".

happened to catch up with Zhao Pusheng to deliver food to Peng Yingyu, and bumped into Jin Shaoyou, and the two were shocked. Zhao Pusheng asked, "Is the Jin military division here to meet His Majesty the Emperor?"

Jin Shaoyou nodded vaguely and said, "Because I am afraid that the hour is still early, I am afraid that I will disturb Your Majesty's rest, so I will come to Peng Zu here to talk for a while, has Your Majesty ever gotten up?"

Zhao Pusheng nodded and said, "I have already gone to the early dynasty and are eating in the palace, so I can go and see the Jinjun Division." ”

Jin Shaoyou hurriedly hugged his fists and thanked him, leaving Peng Yingyu's residence. Walked outside the main hall of Liantai Province, glanced at it, but did not go in, sighed, and strode out.

It wasn't until noon that Jin Shaoyou took Yang Wenyuan and Zhugui to Qingquan Temple again to meet Xu Shouhui again. But Xu Shouhui's attitude towards them today is far worse than yesterday, Jin Shaoyou knows that it must be Zhao Pusheng who told Xu Shouhui about his visit to Peng Yingyu in the morning. Although Xu Shouhui is the leader of the Red Turban Army and the emperor in Hubei, he is slightly inferior to Peng Yingyu in terms of prestige and martial arts. Xu Shouhui intended to suppress Peng Yingyu, so when he was crowned an official, several of Peng Yingyu's disciples were awarded such important official positions as generals and lieutenants, but Peng Yingyu, the ancestor of the Red Turban Army on the West Road, was only named a military advisor, in name only.

Although Zhao Pusheng said that Peng Yingyu was old and suffering from a stubborn illness, he hid in the house and did not come out. But when Jin Shaoyou and the three of them visited him yesterday, they found that Peng Yingyu was in good spirits and full of energy, not at all like a person who was ill. I'm afraid this is Xu Shouhui putting him under house arrest in disguise!

A few people exchanged pleasantries, Xu Shouhui asked the three of them to sit down, and at this time, someone outside the hall suddenly reported that Wu Yan, the head of Sichuan Tianlongmen, led his disciples to come to visit. Xu Shouhui was overjoyed and hurriedly ordered someone to come in. Then, outside the main hall, two people, an old man and a young man, came in, with a steady body and a tiger and a tiger.

The old man was dressed in black. Although his hair must be white, his spirit is shocking, his body is strong, and his eyes are shining. His temples bulged high, and he was obviously a martial arts master. It is Wu Yan, the head of Tianlongmen. The white-clothed young man who followed Wu Yan looked about the same age as Yang Wenyuan, with phoenix eyes, thick eyebrows, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, and a long sword hanging from his waist.

The two of them came to the main hall and bowed down to Xu Shouhui, shouting long live the mountain. Xu Shouhui hurriedly flattened the two. Xu Shouhui and Wu Yan exchanged pleasantries. Wu Yan said that he led one hundred and thirty-seven disciples from Tianlongmen to participate in the Heroes Conference to help Xu Shouhui. Xu Shouhui laughed and asked about the identity of the white-clothed young man beside him. Wu Yan pointed to the young man beside him and introduced: "He is my eldest disciple, named Meng Jiao, who is called 'Jade Face Langjun' by the rivers and lakes because of his outstanding swordsmanship, and is the best among my disciples!"

Xu Shouhui looked Meng Jiao up and down and praised him. What jade tree is in the wind, humble as jade, young heroes and other good words gushing endlessly. That Meng Jiao just hugged his fists and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant. Xu Shouhui introduced others to the two. From Ni Wenjun, Zou Pusheng, Zhao Pusheng, Ou Puxiang and other generals who have finished the army these days, and finally introduced the three of Jin Shaoyou.

Xu Shouhui said: "These three are Shandong Jianghu people, the righteous army division Jin Shaoyou, Yang Wenyuan, Yang Shaoxia, and the master of Shennongtang. ”

Wu Yan saluted the three of them with his fists and looked up to each other for a long time. Meng Jiao looked at Yang Wenyuan, and suddenly shouted: "Are you the Yang Shaoxia who shook the rivers and lakes? I heard that you are strong in martial arts, and you are the leader of the younger generation, I have long thought that I would meet you!"

Before Yang Wenyuan could answer, Wu Yan's face changed, and he shouted angrily: "Jiao'er! In front of Your Majesty, you must not be rude!"

Yang Wenyuan has a diluted temperament, and he usually doesn't like to argue with others, although Meng Jiao made provocative remarks, he still smiled, bowed to him, and said: "Meng Shaoxia has an overreputation, he is just a pawn of the Jianghu people, and he doesn't dare to be this big name!"

A smug smile appeared at the corner of Meng Jiao's mouth, and he said, "Yang Shaoxia said this, is he afraid of me!"

When Yang Wenyuan heard this, he was furious and was about to fight back, but he saw Jin Shaoyou holding his hand, took a step forward, and replied with a fist: "Meng Shaoxia, it's not that Wenyuan doesn't dare, it's just that on top of this hall, he used force in front of His Majesty, I'm afraid that something will be wrong." ”

Xu Shouhui suddenly laughed and said, "It's okay, I also started from recklessness, a martial artist, and I have experienced countless battlefield battles. Jin Junshi, Yang Shaoxia and Meng Shaoxia are all leaders of the younger generation on the rivers and lakes, and they will rely on these young people to fight the world in the future. I agreed, and let the two young heroes compete on this hall to see who is more powerful. Remember, this is just a contest, and you need to stop at the point, and you must not hurt the other party. ”

Since Xu Shouhui said so, Jin Shaoyou is not good to refuse, he is under the eaves, he has to bow his head, if he breaks Xu Shouhui's face, I am afraid that it will be inappropriate. He clasped his fists and saluted, "Since Your Majesty has an order, it is inconvenient to refuse." Wen Yuan, you should prepare to learn martial arts with Meng Shaoxia, and remember to be sure to stop at the point!"

Jin Shao lobbied and glanced at Yang Wenyuan. He also knew that Yang Wenyuan was diluted, kind-hearted, and always deliberately gave in to others, which meant that he let go of his hands and feet, and he must not fall into the reputation of the Jianghu people here.

Yang Wenyuan also understood, took a step forward, and asked, "Meng Shaoxia, what are you and me better than?"

Meng Jiao saw that Yang Wenyuan was also hanging a long sword from his waist, smiled slightly, and said: "I saw Yang Shaoxia's waist hanging long sword, and he must also be a master of using swords, so it is better to try his swordsmanship." ”

Jin Shaoyou's heart sank. He naturally knew that Yang Wenyuan was the descendant of the Yang family's spear, and he had been using a spear before. Later, when Liu Futong's Red Turban Army was attacked in Anhui, the spear was interrupted by Lu Tong, the successor of King Kong Gate, before he began to use the sword, and it has only been a few months now, so he is naturally not proficient enough. But on this day, Wu Yannai, the head of the Dragon Sect, is a master of swordsmanship, and since Meng Jiao is his eldest disciple, he is naturally stronger than Yang Wenyuan in terms of swordsmanship. It's too unfair to use your own strengths to compare the weaknesses of the other party!

Jin Shaoyou just wanted to say something to stop it, but he heard Yang Wenyuan suddenly shout: "Okay! Then according to Meng Shaoxia, we will test the swordsmanship." ”

Jin Shaoyou frowned, but when he saw Yang Wenyuan's expression, as if he was in his chest, he asked in a low voice, "Wenyuan, can you?"

Yang Wenyuan smiled and didn't answer, just nodded slightly. The crowd dispersed, leaving the huge space for the two. The two of them stood firmly on the spot, both of them were humble sons. Meng Jiao took the lead in pulling out the long sword at his waist, and the silver-white sword body was slightly crimson and bloody, with a thick murderous aura.

Meng Jiao held the sword in his hand and said leisurely: "The name of this sword is called Chi Lian, and the family teacher has broken through the prestige on the rivers and lakes, and it is the treasure of my Tianlongmen!"

Yang Wenyuan also pulled out the long sword on his waist, like an autumn water, stabbing the eyes of the people present. He looked at the long sword, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "The name of this sword is Jinghong!"

It turned out that this was the sword that Xiao Yanyu had used to kill the enemy when he and Xiao Yanyu were besieged by Liu Futong's Red Turban Army before. On that day, he held a sword and fought with Lu Tong, although he finally killed Lu Tong, but he was shocked by a pair of fleshy palms. After the two escaped, Yang Wenyuan kept it with him. Because this is Xiao Yanyu's sword, and it saved his life at that time, this sword is of great significance in his heart. He kept it as a treasure. Later, he heard that there was a sword-casting master named Xu Yizhi on the south bank of the Qinhuai River, and his sword-casting skills were unparalleled in the world, so he went alone and begged him to recast this sword.

The two of them said their own words, and without further words, they immediately started to do it. The swordsmanship performed by Meng Jiao was created by Wu Yan, and it was called "Red Practice Swordsmanship", which was as vicious as his Red Practice Sword. Meng Jiao's long sword stabbed indiscriminately, the sword light flashed, and the wind and rain were impervious, just like silver light sweeping the ground, and lightning flew into the air.

Yang Wenyuan has the "Hidden Six Senses" mental method of the Xuanming Sect taught by Guo Bodhisattva, and he will move the mental method at the moment, and the six senses will be fully opened. Although Meng Jiao's sword moves are fast and vicious, and extremely fast. But Yang Wenyuan can always detect it first, guard the door, block or dodge, defend without attacking, and stand firmly on the spot, so that Meng Jiao can't get close for a while.

The two fought each other in the field, one attacking and one defending, and the sword was shining. Meng Jiao is chic and elegant, Yang Wenyuan is as steady as Mount Tai, and he only teaches everyone to applaud the battle. Jin Shaoyou saw that Yang Wenyuan was easy to attack and defend, and he was at ease, and he was one in his heart

A boulder also quietly landed.

Meng Jiao made more than 20 moves in a row, but they were all dodged by Yang Wenyuan or blocked with a long sword, his heart was very anxious, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead. He turned his head to look at Master. Wu Yan stood in place, his fists clenched, and his face was extremely ugly.

Meng Jiao knew that if he couldn't defeat this Yang Wenyuan, he would definitely lose his master's face, so he immediately turned his heart sideways, his eyes revealed a trace of murderous aura, he shouted angrily, the long sword shook, the sword move changed suddenly, and stabbed towards Yang Wenyuan's left arm.

This move is menacing, with a strong murderous aura, and extremely vicious. Yang Wenyuan didn't want him to suddenly change his moves, and he was caught off guard for a while, and the long sword couldn't be blocked. Suddenly raised his left arm, and the red sword was like a long red snake, burrowing into the sleeve, and the sword body was close to Yang Wenyuan's arm, revealing a trace of coolness.

Yang Wenyuan exclaimed in surprise, raised his left arm, and stabbed it, the sleeve of his left arm was torn apart, and the red sword slipped out of the sleeve.

Everyone exclaimed! The two of them were also separated by one touch.

It turned out that Fang Cai's red sword had already been submerged into Yang Wenyuan's sleeve, if Yang Wenyuan hadn't reacted in time and raised his left arm, I am afraid that it would not be his sleeve that was shattered at this time, but this left arm.

Yang Wenyuan looked up, but saw Meng Jiao sweating profusely, the corners of his mouth smiling, and there was a black aura between his eyebrows. The long sword in his hand also exudes an eerie red color. It is worthy of the name "Red Lian", which is really insidious and vicious!

Although Meng Jiao had the upper hand in one move, his sword move was cracked by Yang Wenyuan. He has practiced this "red practice swordsmanship" for many years, and he doesn't know how many masters he has defeated with this swordsmanship. Facing Yang Wenyuan at this moment, it was difficult to win, his heart was full of anger, he roared angrily, and the long sword stabbed at Yang Wenyuan in the chest, the sword light was Huohuo, with a strong killing intent!

Yang Wenyuan originally thought that the two of them were just learning martial arts, he was kind-hearted and didn't want to do it, but seeing that Meng Jiao's moves were ruthless, aggressive, and his moves would put people to death, he remembered what Guo Bodhisattva had said, and no longer blindly defended, but raised his long sword and went away to Meng Jiao.

The two fought on the spot again, and the two long swords were like two angry dragons. Meng Jiao's practice of the "Red Practice Swordsmanship" was created by Wu Yan himself, and in a few years, he removed the dross and took its essence, and modified this set of swordsmanship to be profound and wonderful, and there are few opponents in the world. But Yang Wenyuan has only been using a sword for less than half a year, and he has no good teacher to order, but every move and style is reasonable. I saw that he had both offensive and defensive sword moves, both virtual and real, strange and positive, advancing its sharpness, retreating its speed, not moving like a mountain, moving like thunder, and instantly fighting with Meng Jiao.

Jin Shaoyou was shocked in his heart, carefully watched Yang Wenyuan's moves, and slowly discovered the clues. Yang Wenyuan is a descendant of the Yang family generals of the Northern Song Dynasty and a descendant of the authentic Yang family's marksmanship. The Yang family's marksmanship came from the hands of the Yang generals of the Northern Song Dynasty, and was later improved by Yang Miaozhen, the wife of Li Quan, the leader of the Red Jacket Army in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the power was more powerful.

There are seven routines in the Yang family's marksmanship, with a total of 223 moves. When Yang Wenyuan was young, his father Yang Pu taught him this set of Yang family marksmanship in order to expel the Tartars when he became an adult. Yang Pu was extremely strict with him, and if he made a slight mistake in one move or style, he would be beaten with a stick. It is precisely because of this that Yang Wenyuan can master the profound martial arts of the Yang family's marksmanship to the fullest.

After Yang Wenyuan abandoned the gun and used the sword, because there was no useless sword master among the Jianghu people, he found another way to evolve the moves in his Yang family's marksmanship into the swordsmanship, calling himself "Amazing Swordsmanship". The Yang family's marksmanship is profound and exquisite, and it has been inherited for hundreds of years, and it is not inferior to Wu Yan's "Red Swordsmanship"!

Jin Shaoyou was secretly happy in his heart, although Wen Yuan looked like an elm head on weekdays, he didn't expect that he would have such a high level of attainment, and he could evolve swordsmanship from marksmanship, which is really unseemly!

Meng Jiao's long sword stabbed towards Yang Wenyuan's eyebrows, and Yang Wenyuan danced the sword and struck it upward, which was the "golden hairpin lamp" in the "small flower gun" in the Yang family's marksmanship.

It turns out that in ancient times, after people lit candles, they often covered the outside with a lampshade to prevent the candle flame from being blown out by the wind. However, after the wick of the candle is lit, it often bends down and presses the candle flame to not light. At this time, he picked it up with a golden hairpin. Although this pick seems easy, it requires a lot of skill, if the strength is small, you can't pick up the wick, if you have a lot of strength, you may put out the candle.

This move in the Yang family's marksmanship is also based on a skill, and it is an extremely kind move to remove the enemy's weapon. With a slight flick of Yang Wenyuan, Meng Jiao's long sword was already removed.

Meng Jiao never thought that Yang Wenyuan would be so powerful. He has been immersed in the "Red Swordsmanship" for many years, and he thinks that among the younger generation, his swordsmanship is already the best, and he thought that he would take it down in a few moves, which would make the master and Tianlongmen famous. Unexpectedly, when he encountered such a tricky person, he couldn't defeat him after more than 30 moves in a row, but was restrained by him everywhere. I wanted to glorify my ancestors, but I never thought about it the other way, but I lost face!

The more Meng Jiao thought about it, the more angry he became, roared angrily, and raised his long sword to kill again. This time, he came even more quickly, the sword light dance was impenetrable, and the moves were vicious, all stabbing towards Yang Wenyuan's vital point. Yang Wenyuan used the "Shocking Sword Technique" to resist, but he didn't know that Meng Jiao had been invincible for a long time and had already started to kill. Yang Wenyuan couldn't resist for a while, and retreated backwards, stabbing a few times and being cut a few times by his blade. Fortunately, he also "concealed the six senses" mental method, skillfully avoided the vital point, and was not injured.

Although this is the case, Yang Wenyuan couldn't resist it, and after a few moves, he took a few steps back, and the defeat became stronger!

Before the competition, Xu Shouhui once said that the two of them are just to learn from each other, and they must not hurt anyone. But this Meng Jiao's move stabbed Yang Wenyuan to the point, if he hadn't been alert, he would have been injured at this moment. Jin Shaoyou looked around, only to see Wu Yan with a happy face, and Xu Shouhui and the leader of the Tianwan army were also smiling, as if they had forgotten the rules they had just set.

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He saw that Yang Wenyuan was losing and retreating, not because he was poor in martial arts, but because he was natural and didn't like to argue with others. He was angry in his heart, took a step forward, and shouted: "Wen Yuan, if someone else gives you three points, you need to give people six points, and if someone else harms you three points, you must pay back ten points!"

His voice was loud and loud, and it resounded in everyone's ears. Yang Wenyuan immediately understood, stepped back, guarded the middle gate, and swung his long sword towards Meng Jiao, which was the "Long Rainbow Through the Sun" that he evolved according to the "Flame Piercing Clouds" in the Yang family's marksmanship.

When the two swords intersected, a spark splashed, and with a bang, Meng Jiao's red practice sword came out of his hand, and Wu Zi spun a few times in mid-air before falling to the ground.

Meng Jiao stood in place, looking at the red practice sword on the ground in a daze, and exclaimed: "Impossible!"

Yang Wenyuan put the sword back into its sheath, hugged his fist towards Meng Jiao, and said: "Meng Shaoxia's swordsmanship is profound and exquisite, both offensive and defensive, it is really superior, and it is just a fluke to defeat the Shaoxia long sword." If it weren't for that, he would definitely be defeated by Meng Shaoxia!"

He is a humble person, and he is a well-known good man in the Jianghu rebel army. Although Meng Jiao was aggressive, Yang Wenyuan still felt a little remorseful. Meng Jiao stared straight at Yang Wenyuan, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire, and he wanted to make a move, but Wu Yan took a step forward, pressed him on the shoulder, and shouted: "Yang Shaoxia's martial arts are strong, and his swordsmanship is even more outstanding, but he is an inferior apprentice who is not good at learning, this time I am defeated by Tianlongmen!"

There was disappointment in his words, and he often sighed, but it made Yang Wenyuan even more remorseful and self-blamed. Jin Shaoyou suddenly took a step forward, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled slightly: "You did a good job just now, I will definitely report to the general when I go back, and let him reward you heavily!"

Yang Wenyuan nodded, did not speak, took a few steps forward, picked up the Chilian sword on the ground, pinched the tip of the sword, pointed the hilt towards Meng Jiao, and handed it over. Meng Jiao's hands trembled, he took the long sword, his face suddenly showed a trace of ruthlessness, and he actually picked up the long sword and stabbed towards Yang Wenyuan.

Yang Wenyuan just handed the long sword back to him, and before he could retreat, the two were only less than three feet apart. Meng Jiao's stab happened suddenly, and Yang Wenyuan had already put his sword back into its sheath, unable to use his sword to resist. Wu Yan exclaimed in surprise and stretched out his hand to pull Meng Jiao, but when his fingers touched the placket of his clothes, they suddenly slipped away and didn't catch it.

The moment he saw that the long sword was about to stab Yang Wenyuan, suddenly the sound of the whirring wind sounded, and a swarthy big sword fell from the sky and chopped on the red sword. With a thud, the sword broke in the middle and leaped up in the front.

A young man dressed in black appeared in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Meng Jiao, who was full of shock, and said coldly: "Is it a heroic act to hurt people with a dark arrow?"

Yang Wenyuan looked at this person's appearance,

Overjoyed, he shouted, "Brother Ye!"

At this time, another soldier stumbled in, kneeling on the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, and shouted: "Your Majesty, this person has broken into Qingquan Temple!"

The person who came was Ye Linfeng. He, Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Qingshan came all the way from Shandong, traveled for three days, and finally arrived in Qishui, Hubei. The three of them cleaned up and came to meet Xu Shouhui. When he arrived outside the gate of Qingquan Temple, Ye Linfeng handed over the prayer post. The soldier who guarded the gate told the three of them to wait here, and he was to go in and pass in. But the man went for a long time, and did not come back. Ye Linfeng was a little upset and wanted to go in and have a look. was stopped by another guard at the door.

Ye Linfeng was angry in his heart, so he knocked down the soldier with one punch, kicked open the gate, and walked straight towards the "Liantai Province". Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Qingshan also followed him in. As soon as he walked to the door of the main hall, he saw Yang Wenyuan holding the tip of the sword in his hand, handing the long sword to Meng Jiao, and admired him greatly in his heart. Unexpectedly, Meng Jiao actually stabbed at Yang Wenyuan with a long sword.

Ye Linfeng and Yang Wenyuan got along very happily, how could they sit idly by, so he pulled out the Frost Moon Knife on his back, rushed in, and cut off Meng Jiao's Red Lian Sword at an extremely fast speed.

At this time, Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Qingshan also walked up to the main hall. Yang Wenyuan and Jin Shaoyou were overjoyed, and walked a few steps to talk to the two. Xiao Yanyu was concerned about Yang Wenyuan's injury and kept asking him, just like a big sister. Yang Wenyuan was very happy when he saw Xiao Yanyu, and he told Xiao Yanyu the story he had just learned with Xiao Yanyu like a child.

Everyone saw Xiao Yanyu's graceful posture, stunning and peerless, and had a close relationship with Jin Shaoyou Yang Wenyuan, presumably it was the first beauty in the rivers and lakes, Xiao Yanyu, the Xiaoxiang concubine of the rivers and lakes. They all looked at her, a group of blood-stained generals on the battlefield, or martial arts masters who were famous in the rivers and lakes, were surprisingly unanimous at this moment, all of them were shocked by Xiao Yanyu's beauty, and stayed on the spot!

But among the crowd, the only one who didn't look at Xiao Yanyu was Meng Jiao. He was defeated by Yang Wenyuan just now, and his face was already gloomy, but at this moment, Ye Linfeng cut off the long sword, and his heart was even more angry, his eyes were bloodshot, his whole body trembled, and he roared angrily: "Who are you?

Ye Linfeng smiled slightly, and said, "In Xiahe, the leader of the thirty-six gangs, Ye Linfeng!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts were immediately pulled back from Xiao Yanyu. Qi Qi looked at Ye Linfeng and secretly exclaimed. In recent months, Ye Linfeng's reputation can be described as thunderous, who doesn't know? But he didn't want the master of the "three-character order" that made the Jiangnan generation frightened, and the gang leader of the 36th Gang was actually such a handsome young man!

Xu Shouhui laughed and said: "It turned out to be the Ye Gang Master, I have heard the name for a long time, and it is like thunder, and it is really a hero out of a young man!"

The others muttered in their hearts. How did the Jianghu people and the 36th Gang of Hezong come together, one in Shandong and the other in Yangzhou? Could it be that the two factions have formed an alliance?

Ye Linfeng looked at Xu Shouhui and asked, "Are you the Emperor of Tianwan Xu Shouhui?"

He was unruly, young and vigorous, and never took other rebels except for the Jianghu faction in his eyes. What the White Lotus Sect Red Turban Army is not worth mentioning in his eyes at all. He only felt that although Xu Shouhui had been proclaimed emperor, he was only the leader of the rebel army. He is the leader of the 36th Gang, and in terms of status, he can be regarded as equal to him.

Xu Shouhui's face showed a trace of displeasure, but as the emperor of the Tianwan regime, he naturally couldn't be angry. Unexpectedly, he angered the Taishi Ni Wenjun beside him, Ni Wenjun took a step forward, and just wanted to scold angrily, but heard Meng Jiao take the lead in saying it: "Where did the wild boy come from, he dared to be disrespectful to His Majesty, I think you don't know how to write dead words!"

Ye Linfeng turned his head to look at him, with great contempt in his eyes: "A villain who can only hurt people with secret arrows has even taught this gang leader a lesson, I think you don't know how to write dead words!"

Meng Jiao was already angry when he cut off the long sword, but when he heard him say that he was a villain, he was even more furious, let out a long shout, raised the broken sword and stabbed it towards Ye Linfeng's left rib.

Ye Linfeng had long been wary of him, and he was not surprised. Swinging the Frost Moon Knife upward, it knocked the broken sword to the ground. He swung his sword downward, and in a flash of light, it fell silent. Meng Jiao screamed in pain, a blood mark bloomed in the center of his eyebrows, and the red blood dripped down the bridge of his nose, and a delicate red flower bloomed on the ground.

Meng Jiao fell to the ground on his back, already exhausted, but he didn't blink an eye. Ye Linfeng stretched out his hand to brush away the blood stains on the knife, turned his back to his back, and said, "Master Wu, you have such an apprentice under you, it's really unfortunate for your master!"

There was silence in the main hall, and no one would have thought that Ye Linfeng would kill Meng Jiao in front of Xu Shouhui. Seeing his beloved disciple's tragic death, Wu Yan knelt on the ground and hugged Meng Jiao's corpse, cried bitterly, and scolded viciously: "You are too vicious, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill him!"

Ye Linfeng sneered and said, "He just wanted to plot against Brother Yang, but fortunately I found out, otherwise it would be Brother Yang who fell to the ground at this moment." You are not afraid of insulting the reputation of your Tianlongmen by teaching such an apprentice with bad conduct. If I kill him, I'll clear the portal for you!"

"You arrogant thief, kill my apprentice, and insult his reputation, let's see the trick!" Wu Yan roared angrily, abandoned Meng Jiao's body, jumped up, and grabbed Ye Linfeng's chest with his right hand. Ye Linfeng was on the side of his body, and his right hand was a knife, striking him on the wrist. He only hit his wrist with a pain, stumbled, and almost fell to the ground, extremely embarrassed.

Wu Yan is also a long-famous martial arts senior, and he can't take this fledgling kid, if this thing gets out, it will definitely be a bad day. Wu Yan roared angrily, turned his body, and grabbed Ye Linfeng with both hands.

Ye Linfeng didn't want to fight with him anymore, so he saw the opportunity and kicked out, just above Wu Yanxin's mouth. Wu Yan screamed miserably, fell to the ground, and couldn't recover his breath for a while, his face was red and his ears were red, how could he still have the majesty of the head of Tianlongmen.

At this moment, a wild laugh came from outside the main hall, piercing everyone's eardrums. Ye Linfeng sighed and shouted, "Okay, it's interesting now!"

But he saw a figure rushing in from outside the main hall, carrying a soldier of the Red Turban Army in his hand. The figure laughed wildly, and ran up and down the beams of the house, as light and agile as an ape climbing a tree, but it was Dongfang Bai.

The Red Turban soldier was lifted by him and flew up the wall, his face turned pale with fright, and he shouted. The high-ranking officials of the Tianwan regime were startled, and hurriedly drew their weapons to protect Xu Shouhui. Zhao Pusheng even transferred hundreds of soldiers to escort him in front of him. More than a dozen archers had already picked up their bows and arrows and were ready to fire.

But I heard Ye Linfeng shouting: "This old-timer is the number one master in the world, he is just for fun this time, if you startle him with arrows, when the time comes, he will kill here, we can't stop him!"

Although Xu Shouhui was scared, he was also a hero, and immediately retreated from the soldiers. He stood up and looked straight at Dongfang Bai, his eyes full of doubts.

After a while on the beams of the house, Dongfang Bai seemed to be tired of playing, and shouted: "It's not fun, it's not fun, I thought there were all masters here, but I didn't expect them to be little dolls!"

Most of the Red Turbans were fellow villagers, and they had a deep affection, and they were afraid that the soldier would break his bones if he fell from such a height, so they hugged each other to pick him up. With a bang, the soldier crashed into the soldiers. This throw carried Dongfang Bai's strong internal force, and under a collision, it actually hit forty or fifty red turban soldiers, and they fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone present gasped and said in their hearts, "Who is this old man sacred? There is such an unfathomable martial arts!

Dongfang Bai suddenly saw the golden body of Maitreya Buddha behind Xu Shouhui, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "You evil demons, dare to appear in front of me, go to death!"

He swept over Xu Shouhui's head, and as soon as Xu Shouhui lowered his head, he knocked off the jade crown on his head, and his long hair fell down. Dongfang Bai scolded in his mouth, raised his palm and hit the golden body. At this moment, a tall figure suddenly rose above the main hall, facing Dongfang Bai, and slammed his palm, and it was separated by a touch. Dongfang Bai took a few steps back, and the figure also took a few steps back, facing each other from afar.

When everyone looked over, they saw a tall monk in a yellow robe standing there, holding a prayer bead, but it was Peng Yingyu!

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