Chapter 151: Yingying, Yanyan, Yanyun, Zhonghui, cause and effect must be returned

Facing the rising sun, Liu Yun and others were ecstatic, and the thin red sun was full of hope and rose in the golden east. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Under the red sun, the sky was full of birds and birds, and the big red broke through the clouds.

One of the world's divine soldiers, the three-day cardinal, swept by, silently, and directly from behind the result was the Bliss Cultist who was on par with Xiao Yuzhan.

The sky is full of chaffinch, and it is full of locust nemesis.

"Who dares to hurt my apprentice?"

The aftermath lingers in the four fields, and the male and female are indisputable.

"Master!"

When Ma Wentian saw the Vermilion Bird Fighter coming, it was like his fate hanging by a thread, and he was desperate.

The people who were fighting, after seeing this strange scene in the sky again, divided into two groups and shook and looked at each other.

Around everyone, countless finches chased the locusts, circling and flying, and from a distance, it was like a black whirlwind sweeping the gray and yellow flames, shaking and moving, and the arrogance was monstrous.

"Senior ......"

"Old knight. ”

Standing in the whirlwind of birds, countless elves blocked the daylight, and the virtual shadow of mottled glass shrouded everyone.

The Suzaku Fighter gently shook the three-day cardinal with one hand, the orange-red robe supported by a scattered silver hair, and the unstoppable face of the country although there were a few vicissitudes of life, and the peaceful and deep graceful demeanor was indeed a sense of oppression that made the two Bliss Messengers on the opposite side look up slightly.

"It turned out to be the old chivalrous man of the Suzaku in the Quartet, disrespectful and disrespectful. The envoy surnamed Yang arched his hand.

There were only four people on the side of the Bliss Sect, and four of them were the masters of the Dao. Of course, two of them are strong and hollow, and they are like tigers entering the flock against most people in the world. But standing opposite were Suzaku and Wang Zhan, the four fighters and the people of the four small gates, so that the two messengers of Bliss had to deal with it cautiously.

The Yang envoy had not put down his hands that were holding the mandarin duck's double knife and clenching his fists, and he immediately waved his knife in shock.

It turns out that this arrogant Suzaku fighter, where can he reason with others, he has always been happy to enmity and hatred, wants to kill, and never talks nonsense.

While the Yang envoy spoke, the Vermilion Bird had already turned into a red shadow and came to the ground.

The four members of the Bliss Sect immediately burst out. Wang Zhan and others also followed.

Wang Zhan and Suzaku each faced a Bliss Emissary, and the remaining few boys surrounded the two Bliss Cultists in a swarm.

Although the Bliss Cultist was forced to ask reluctantly, it was only at the same level as the three Liu Yun, who were almost invincible. Naturally, under the siege, the Bliss cultists soon died.

The Vermilion Bird Fighter stabilized the Du Envoy, and Wang Zhan barely drew with the Yang Envoy. If the two envoys wanted to leave, it was not that they couldn't, but they had to pay a price, and it was impossible to get out of the way.

Just when the four masters were fighting in the dark, another breath came.

The young people who watched the two pairs of masters fighting were fascinated, turned their heads to look, but saw a team of people walking in the distance, led by the two people, who were the two masters of the original four small gates, Luo Binlang and Fang Weishan.

The two were riding on horses, followed by thousands of people, all dressed in uniform and embroidered with a round word "Wu" on their left chest.

Today's Luo Binlang and the two of them in the direction, since they took refuge in Emperor Wu Nangong Splitting Heaven and received guidance, coupled with the luck of the rivers and lakes, their kung fu has soared.

Sensing the mighty crowd, Suzaku and the others also retreated to the side.

The two messengers of Bliss have a bad heart, they are from Lixia Island in the East China Sea, and they are already on the same page as the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, and now there are people from Suzaku's side, and it is even more difficult for them to leave.

The two messengers glanced at each other, ready for the worst.

"Hahaha, Wang Zhan, our Weishan was ordered by Emperor Wu today to come and destroy your Dushengmen. Hehe, who told you not to return to Emperor Wu earlier, today, you can't return to Shun anymore, hahaha. Fang Weishan laughed at everyone.

Although Luo Binlang is not a good person, he is still much calmer than Fang Weishan.

It can be said that the ruthless and violent Fang Weishan is a real villain, and the sanctimonious Luo Binlang is an out-and-out hypocrite.

Nangong Split Heaven sent the two of them to step on the Dusheng Gate. It's just that I didn't expect that before I went up to the Two Realms Mountain, I first sensed that the fighting spirit here was compelling.

Luo Binlang looked at the birds and birds in the sky and the scattered locusts, and then looked at the people holding the wide "red leaves" Vermilion Bird, thinking that this would be difficult.

Originally, with the kung fu of the two of them, he won Wang Zhan steadily in two fights, plus a thousand followers behind him, it was enough to destroy the Dusheng Gate, but if Suzaku helped Wang Zhan, he and Fang Weishan were really not sure that they could fight. And among the few cubs beside them, there are apprentices of the Rat King, the Snake King and the Vermilion Bird, and the three dolls are not easy to deal with.

As first-class martial artists in the rivers and lakes, they know that the thousand minions behind them who can't condense their qi are like a pile of cabbage on a chopping board in front of the masters.

"Fang Weishan, just with you, a lackey, you also want to destroy my Dushengmen? Thinking that I come from the same ancestor as you, my Wang Zhan can't even raise his head. Wang Zhan said angrily.

Luo Binlang cocked his white little thumb, twisted three strands of beard in his hand, and said loudly: "Friends of the Bliss Sect, I see that you also have a holiday with Wang Zhan and others, why don't we join forces and get rid of Wang Zhan first?"

Luo Binlang only said that except for Wang Zhan, he didn't dare to mention the Suzaku Fighter, because he wanted Suzaku to retreat from the difficulty, and he didn't want to go through this troubled water. Although there are only four people in the Four Douren, the threat is no less than any of the five major factions with thousands of years of heritage, and it is not something that his four small sects can deal with.

He hadn't seen the legendary green dragon before, but he didn't want to meet it before he converted to the truth, because when he met the green dragon, he would become a "subordinate corpse" that helped his reputation even more shock.

That's right, if you want to be a loser, you don't have a chance.

When the two envoys of the Bliss Sect heard this, it was as if another window had opened in their dark hearts.

It's not an opponent, it's a friend, and they naturally won't miss this chance to save their lives.

Liu Yun was furious and roared: "Luo Binlang, you are so spineless, you are a dog for Nangong Split, you are still a dog in the Central Plains, but the Bliss Sect is the enemy of the entire Central Plains rivers and lakes, but you join forces with them? This Martial Emperor claims to be the Martial Emperor of the Central Plains, not only does he not protect the Central Plains Rivers and Lakes, but he helps to abuse it, what is it called!"

"Hehe, sharp-toothed boy, Emperor Wu's old man's decision, it's your turn. You can't run away today, if you want to blame it, you will be blamed for following the wrong master. Luo Binlang said.

Fang Weishan smiled and looked at the feud Wang Zhan, and then moved his gaze to Hong Shannong, Ge Zhongliang and Zhong Lishui. The hatred on his face turned to murder. The three traitors, especially Zhong Lishui, killed his son with their own hands.

Hong Shannong and Ge Zhongliang are not afraid of death, but they don't dare to look at Fang Weishan at this time, after all, they are the ones who raised them.

Zhong Lishui stared at Fang Weishan stunned, his eyes were full of indebtedness and anger, nostalgia, gratitude, disappointment and hope, very contradictory. But in the end, he still murmured: "Master......"

"Traitor, you are all going to die today!" Fang Weishan gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Fang Weishan jumped up from his horse angrily, and the force of the backlash broke the backbone of the fat and strong reed horse, and he collapsed to the ground with a scream of pain.

Wang Zhanfei faced his mortal enemy. The big gun collided with the flying axe, just like before Jiazi, two young and vigorous young people, like those on the Two Realms Mountain, did not have the profound skills they have now, but they had the spirit of the instrument.

This hatred did not last for a long time, but lasted for a full 1,800 years.

"Who are the two of you who will teach the old man Vermilion Bird's tricks?" Luo Binlang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to the two envoys of the Bliss Sect. He didn't want to tear his face with Suzaku.

The two Emissaries of Bliss glanced at each other, and the black-robed Emissary Du said, "Let's go." ”

Then the two turned around and wanted to take off.

Luo Binlang almost vomited blood. I didn't expect that the Cult of Bliss, who had the hardest bones and the bloodiest blood, would have such an unkind messenger. Fang Weishan had already fought with Wang Zhan, and it was difficult to turn back. As soon as the Emissary of Bliss leaves, he will inevitably have to fight with Suzaku endlessly, which is really infuriating him!

At this moment, no one noticed that on the hillside dozens of feet away, a gray shadow slowly appeared, getting bigger and clearer.

It was a temple, and it appeared on the hillside like that, foot by foot.

Under the temple, a thin monk with long eyebrows hanging down to the waistband of his trousers hunched his waist and carried the temple.

Rao is a master like Suzaku, Luo Binlang, and the Messenger of Bliss, as well as Liu Yun, who has six senses and is sensitive, have never spied a trace of the monk's breath.

The monk climbed to the top of the mountain, like a big snail carrying a house on his back, and the small temple on his back was his shelter from the wind and rain, and it was also his dedication to worshiping the Buddha, or a small world in his heart, just like the meson in Sumeru, it also contained hundreds of millions of living beings.

The great monk looked down the slope sadly, the field full of severed heads, the devoured fields, the violent, arrogant, and unrepentant arrogance......

"Amitabha, the initiator is guilty of heinous crimes, and he deserves the consequences, the monk is here, where are you going to escape!" (To be continued.) )