But I heard Guo ask inexplicably: "You are a monk who is okay with kung fu, and you must have a number one in the rivers and lakes, I don't know what to call it?"

Akiki clasped his hands together: "Poor monk Akiki." ”

"Akiki? I haven't heard of it. Anyway, I'm going to die today, and it doesn't matter what the origin is. Guo said inexplicably, lifting the crutches and about to do it.

Qiu Mu stretched out his hand to stop: "Wait! The poor monk has a word of persuasion, I don't know if Guo Jushi is willing to listen?"

Guo frowned impatiently and said, "What do you want to say?"

Qiu Mu said: "Guo Jushi must also know the identity of the family behind me. ”

"Of course I know, I won't be here if I don't. ”

"Guo Jushi, Xu Danai, the king of Zhongshan, is the hero of the expulsion of the Tartars, whether it is in the imperial court, or in the rivers and lakes, he has a very high reputation, if you kill his descendants, although it will be exchanged for high-ranking officials, but in the rivers and lakes, I am afraid there is no place to stand. I hope that Guo Jushi will think twice. ”

Guo sighed inexplicably and said: "The king of Zhongshan expelled the Tartars and returned my rivers and mountains, and I, Guo, greatly admire them." However, Guo is now under the fence and can't help himself. Besides, Guo has a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't care about this thing. ”

Qiu Mu sighed and said, "Since the layman is obsessed, the old monk has no choice but to open the killing ring again!" As he spoke, Qiu Mu stretched his hand behind his back, waved a few times, signaled Xu Jizhong and the others behind him to go quickly, and then jumped up and slapped Guo inexplicably.

Guo inexplicably grabbed this palm, and at the same time pushed outward, pushing Qiu Mu back a step, and then swept through the thousands of troops with one move, and exhaled like Qiu Mu swept over. Akiki landed on his feet and leaped into the air, dodging the blow. Qiu Mu fell from mid-air, and the moment his legs were about to hit the ground, Guo's inexplicable iron crutch suddenly swept over again, heading straight for Qiu Mu's legs.

Qiumu was in mid-air, there was no power to borrow, and he was shocked, but although he was not shocked, he bent his legs and lifted his two legs up, and the iron crutch swept over against the soles of Qiumu's feet, and after the iron crutch, Qiumu's feet landed, and then quickly retreated a few steps back, and said secretly: "It's dangerous!"

Taking advantage of the inexplicable fight between Qiu Mu and Guo, Xu Jizhong and the others hurriedly walked down the Wuli Slope.

Leaving Monk Qiumu alone to meet the enemy, Xu Jizhong was deeply uneasy, and under the persuasion of Xu Fu and others, he decided to send his wife and children to the car first, and then come back to help Qiumu.

A few steps after he had walked out, a man turned out from behind the pine tree, blocking the way.

The man was in his forties, of medium stature, dressed in an earthy yellow robe, with a bronze complexion, a face as heavy as water, and a sickle in each hand. Judging by the situation, this person had been hiding in the shadows for a while, and when he saw that everyone was leaving, he came out to stop him.

Xu Fu shouted: "What person?!Get out of the way!"

The man didn't answer, his figure flickered, and he came to Xu Jizhong's approach, and with a flick of the sickle in his right hand, a cold light went straight to Xu Jizhong's neck. Xu Jizhong was startled, and hurriedly raised his sword to parry, but when he heard it, Xu Jizhong only felt that his arm was numb, and he almost let go of the sword.

This slowness, Xu Fu, Zhiguang and Zhiqing had already reacted, raised their knives and rushed forward, and Xu Jizhong also helped with his sword. The man was not in a hurry, and swung two scythes to meet three swords and one sword. This person is like the wind, and his shot is like electricity, although Xu Fu and the others are four enemies and one, they are still in a hurry, and they are full of dangers.

In less than five rounds, there was a click, and a cloud of blood splattered. Everyone was shocked, and when they looked closely, they saw that Zhiguang, a disciple of Monk Akiki, had been cut off by a sickle, and blood gushed out from the broken neck, and then, with a pop, the body fell to the ground.

When Zhiqing saw this, he was heartbroken, and shouted: "Senior brother!" and then said to the man in yellow: "Good dog thief! pay for my brother's life!" shouted in his mouth, picked up the knife in his hand, and slashed at the man in yellow like a violent wind, wishing to cut it into two pieces with one knife.

This kind of sacrificial play, although the momentum is amazing, is full of flaws. The martial arts of the man in yellow were much higher than him, and in less than three rounds, he caught a flaw, and the blade of the sickle slashed into Zhiqing's left rib until he had no handle. The man in yellow took advantage of the situation to bring the sickle out, and with a click, Zhiqing's left rib was cut open, and blood splattered in all directions. Zhiqing screamed, fell to the ground on his back, and died of exhaustion.

Qiu Mu and Xu Jizhong and the others were not too far apart, and Qiu Mu could see this change clearly, seeing that his two disciples were all killed in an instant, his heart was like a knife. At this time, only Xu Jizhong and Xu Fu were left to support, so they wanted to help, but they were inexplicably entangled by Guo, not to mention helping others, even Qiu Mu himself was in danger again and again.

First, Guo's inexplicable martial arts are indeed slightly higher than Qiumu's; second, he also suffered a loss in the blade, Guo inexplicably has iron crutches in his hands, but Qiumu only has a pair of fleshy palms. Qiu Mu Ben has a thirty-two pound iron Zen staff, if you take it with you, or you can compete with Guo inexplicably, but unfortunately because the Zen staff is too heavy, it is inconvenient to carry, so it is left on horseback, so it suffered a big loss.

At this moment of life and death, I suddenly heard a loud voice say, "It's Master Akiki over there?"

Qiu Mu listened to the voice very familiar, followed the prestige, and saw two people coming down from the five-mile slope, one of them was tall, wearing a purple robe, with a rough face, and a beard under his chin, red like a fire, which was particularly eye-catching.

Seeing this person, Qiu Mu was overjoyed, so he said loudly: "It's the poor monk." The one who came is the official Chiyan Fang hero of the Red Whisker Judgment?"

Fang Chiyan said: "It's Fang." The master waits, Fang Mou is here to help the master!"

Qiu Mu hurriedly said: "The poor monk supports it." It's just that the one over there is a descendant of Xu Da, the king of Zhongshan, and he still hopes that Brother Fang will help. ”

Before Fang Chiyan could speak, a young man who came with him said: "Fang Daxia, go and help the master, the Zhongshan Wang family, and a certain person will come to the rescue." As he spoke, he took out a one-foot-long black card from his arms, flew to the man in yellow, waved the black card in his hand, clicked twice, and flicked the two sickles in the hands of the man in yellow.

Suddenly a fierce opponent appeared, and the man in yellow was stunned, took two steps back, and carefully looked at the person with the sickle in his hand. This man was in his early thirties, dressed in a gray robe, with a square face, with a swallowtail and black beard, and the things in his hands looked like gold but not gold, jade and not jade, and were carved with strange words, and he didn't know what it was.

The man looked at the sickle in the man in yellow and asked, "Who are you, Tao Qingshan, the head of Tiannong Sect?"

The man in yellow said in a deep voice: "It's my senior brother." ”

The man nodded slightly: "For the sake of Master Tao, I will spare your life today, you can go!"

The man in yellow snorted: "You want me to go?" ”