At this moment, a voice said: "Master Zheng, you are tired, let me fight with him" Someone had already arrived in front of them while speaking, and the thousand-handed centipede Zheng Jiugong looked up and smiled, but it turned out to be the bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Biyao. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Okay! I'll give you this little white face."

"However, you have to be more careful with Baguio"

After speaking, the thousand-handed centipede Zheng Jiugong returned to the team, and then said that this bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Biyao came to Beixia, it was the last glance, the next glance, and looked at Beixia more than 180 times in one breath, and Beixia was a little embarrassed, and said in his heart:

"This war, the war"

"Why do you want to look at me like that?"

"Besides, although you are a female thief, you are also a girl, with big sleeves and long sleeves, aren't you ashamed?"

Thinking of this, Beixia shouted and said:

"On the other side, may I ask if you are the bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Baguio"

Looking at the bloody hand demon scorpion again, Meng Biyao snorted and laughed:

"Why are you so loud, do you want to scare Miss Ben?"

"How can you do this to a weak woman?"

"It's still called Beixia in vain, where there is the demeanor of a hero"

When Beixia heard this, he was a little angry, and said in his heart:

"This is the battlefield, how can you be a female thief?"

Thinking of this, Beixia raised his voice and said:

"Bloody Hand Demon Scorpion Meng Baguio, be respectful, this is the battlefield"

"You and I are up to the top"

"Yo, look at what you said, Beixia's little white face"

Meng Biyao was a little unhappy and said:

"Miss Ben, I like you a little bit to talk to you like this"

"Don't be ignorant, you inquire, who has my bloody demon scorpion Meng Baguio ever been so polite to"

"Baba Bah"

"Shameless thief"

"Look at the knife"

can make Beixia angry, Beixia goes up with a few knives, but the bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Biyao's body is quite fast, and Beixia didn't hit the bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Baguio with five knives in a row, but the expert stretched out his hand and knew if there was one.

Beixia only then knew that the bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Baguio was not an ordinary person, it seems that I should be more careful with her today, thinking of this, Beixia raised his knife to chop again, this time the bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Baguio didn't do it, she sank her face and said:

"Beixia little white face, sister, I'll give you face, you are really shameless"

"Okay then, then I'm welcome"

As she spoke, she swung her sword, it was the Great War of Beixia, and the two of them did not win or lose for 80 rounds, Beixia was a little anxious in his heart, and said in his heart:

"If we continue to fight like this, we will be killed by them sooner or later."

"But if you don't fight like this, the bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Baguio in front of you is difficult enough, but what can I do?"

Beixia was anxious, but there was nothing he could do, at this time, he suddenly flew from the northwest direction of Yunheguan and seemed to be delayed A few horses, there were several monks and Taoists sitting on the top of those horses, and they dismounted and greeted Shui Furong Xiao Sanniang when they arrived, and then began to watch the enemy's array.

Beixia has seen it with the corner of his eye, and knows that this Yunheguan is coming to the original soldier, so he is happy in his heart, and it is more than fifty rounds, and the bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Biyao is a person who did not pay attention, the sword is touching the knife of Beixia Yue Jinfei, and he heard a "click", and the sword of the bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Biyao was cut off by Beixia's jade dragon knife.

The frightened bloody hand demon scorpion Meng Biyao hurriedly put the sword back and said:

"Beixia little white face, you use the sword to win me, you can't be considered a hero"

"Go back, sister, I'll also get a treasure ice blade to play with you"

After speaking, he turned around and ran back to the team, but Beixia was also tired, and he knew that if he really relied on his own skills to win this bloody demon scorpion Meng Baguio, he would try to ascend to the sky. If you can win, the advantage you have is indeed just a treasure knife in your hand.

At this time, Beixia hurriedly took the opportunity to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and then said to the group of thieves:

"And the one who will come again, Beixia will accompany you"

Before Beixia's words fell, he saw that an old man with a baby-faced face had come to Beixia at some point, he smiled, and then said:

"Young man, you are the rising star of the rivers and lakes."

"The old man has heard of the name for a long time, and he is really used to it"

"Come, come, come!"

"You and the old man, let's learn from each other"

Beixia hurriedly looked carefully and didn't know it, and said:

"Who's coming? Sign up and fight again!"

The baby-faced old man said unhurriedly:

"I am the boy of the Eight Immortals of the Water and Fire Sect, and Zhao Wen is also"

After speaking, this Zhao Wen smiled again, Beixia saw clearly, although this child-faced old man Zhao Wen was always smiling, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of murderous energy.

Beixia listened, knew the name and surname of the person who came, so he swung the jade dragon knife and wanted to fight again, and at this time, someone suddenly patted him lightly on the shoulder, Beixia was startled, and hurriedly turned around to see that it was a monk. I saw that this person was about eight feet tall, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his hair and beard were all white, and he was wearing a white Taoist robe with a whisk in his hand and a sword behind his back.

"Old man, who are you?"

Beixia saw that the Taoist who patted him on the shoulder was an old-timer, so he hurriedly hugged his fists and said:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable"

"Young man, you're no match for him, stand down"

"This ........"

"Yes, old man"

Beixia was indeed tired, seeing that someone came to replace him, he hurriedly retreated, and returned to the team, and when he saw the water hibiscus Xiao Sanniang, he knew that the few people who came, but they were all amazing characters.

There are three great monks and two male Taoists, and a female Taoist. The three great monks are the eight famous monks of the Shaolin faction, the dragon Buddha Zhao, the Fuhu Buddha Fahai, and the big-bellied drunken Maitreya Yinguang master, and the four Taoists are the Southern Emperor sword Meng Ganping and the North Star sword Xu Jincian of the Emei faction, as well as Wei Mingzhen, the master of the Yunhe Temple, and the female Taoist is even more amazing, she is one of the two heads of the Wudang faction, Hongchen female sword You Xiaoxiao.

Beixia saw that they were all great masters, and they hurriedly stepped forward one by one to salute, and everyone waved their hands. And on the battlefield, the one who fought against the child-faced old man Zhao Wen was the Southern Emperor sword Meng Ganping.

At this time, Meng Ganping, the great sword of the Southern Emperor, saw that Beixia had already retreated, he looked at the child-faced old man Zhao Wen with his eyes, and then said:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, is this child-faced old man Zhao Wen on the other side who is the Eight Immortals of the Water and Fire Sect?"

Zhao Wen, the child-faced old man, nodded hurriedly when he heard this:

"I'm who, you're the one?"

Meng Gan Ping Dao:

"I am the Southern Emperor of the Emei faction, and Meng Ganping is also"

"Oh! it turned out to be the old bull-nosed Taoist of the Emei faction."

"Yes, I was looking for you, I didn't think you were coming, so let's die!"

The evil eight immortals of the Water and Fire Sect are really evil, the child-faced old man Zhao Wen didn't say a few words and fought with the Southern Emperor sword Meng Ganping is fight, this fight, Beixia looked at it, stretched out his thumbs, and said in his heart:

"It's really good kung fu, these two people deserve to be swordsmen, and they are much stronger than my Beixia"

"Looks like I'm still learning!"

What does Beixia think, let's not care about it for now, and then talk about the battlefield, the two of them are as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, there are more than 100 rounds, and there is no difference between winning or losing. The Southern Emperor Great Sword Meng Ganping saw sweat on his head, and the child-faced old man Zhao Wen was also soaked through his clothes. However, the two did not rest and continued to fight.

It's another fifty rounds of face-to-face, and the child-faced old man Zhao Wen is a little low-grade this time, because the Southern Emperor Great Sword Meng Ganping is one of the four great swords of the Emei faction after all, and his foundation is quite solid. Moreover, the Southern Emperor Great Sword Meng Ganping is taller than the child-faced old man Zhao Wen, so he is better than him in terms of physique, so the child-faced old man Zhao Wen didn't pay attention to it, so that the Southern Emperor Great Sword Meng Ganping slapped on the back, and the child-faced old man Zhao Wen screamed, and then opened his mouth, so that he didn't vomit blood.

After that, this child-faced old man Zhao Wen gritted his teeth and reluctantly fought with the Southern Emperor Sword Meng Ganping for a few rounds, he was really a little unable to parry, so he made a false move and defeated back to his team.

In fact, if you want to say that the kung fu of the child-faced old man Zhao Wen is solid enough, if you are an ordinary person, you can stop the slap of the Southern Emperor Sword, the slap of the Southern Emperor Sword, which weighs a thousand catties, can be broken even if it is slapped on the stone tablet.

The child-faced old man Zhao Wen returned to the team defeated, and he sat on the ground as soon as he sat on the ground, and someone hurriedly took the pill to stop the bleeding and let him take it to prevent him from vomiting blood. And at this time, the iron beggar Zhong Botao saw that he was anxious and angry, he went to the battlefield without saying hello to anyone, and when he arrived at the battlefield, he pointed at the Southern Emperor's big sword Meng Ganping with his hand and said:

"Okay, you are an old man, you dare to hurt my sworn brother"

"You ...... with your life"

As he spoke, the iron beggar Zhong Botao shook the iron crutch and smashed it towards the Southern Emperor Great Sword Meng Ganping, the Southern Emperor Great Sword Meng Ganping saw that it was not good, he flashed to the side, and then pulled out the sword behind his back, just wanted to fight with the Iron Crutch beggar Zhong Botao. I heard someone laugh and say:

"I said this old Taoist, don't fight yet, leave this guy to me"

"You rest first"

"Let me do it, see how I clean him up"

Meng Ganping, the great sword of the Southern Emperor, heard the sound and hurriedly looked back, but saw that it was a flower beggar who spoke to him again, although he didn't know him, but he also knew that this was his own person. So the Southern Emperor Great Sword Meng Ganping nodded and said:

"This friend, be careful"

After speaking, he returned to the team, in fact, the Southern Emperor sword Meng Ganping was also tired enough, this child-faced old man Zhao Wen is really harmful, not ordinary people can easily win. On the battlefield, the flower beggar saw that the Southern Emperor sword Meng Ganping had returned to his team, he seemed to be relieved, and pinched his waist with both hands and smiled at the iron beggar Zhong Botao:

"You can't run this time, hehe!"

"Tell me, do you want me to bite it happily?"

"Babble!"

This made the iron beggar Zhong Botao angry, and he said:

"The flower beggar opposite, what kind of person are you, don't pretend to be crazy, don't pretend to be stupid"

"War is war, how dare you take pleasure in biting your ears to humiliate others"

"See if I don't kill you today"

Saying that, Zhong Botao, the iron beggar, shook his crutches and fought the flower beggar, but as a result, the two of them stretched out their hands for fifty rounds, and then stretched out their hands for another hundred rounds. To say that the kung fu of this flower beggar is also unfathomable, when he fought the thousand-handed centipede Zheng Jiugong just now, although he did not distinguish between winning and losing, it can also be seen that his kung fu is very good. But now it has been another hundred rounds of the battle against the iron beggar Zhong Botao, and there is still no winner or loser.