"Yikes!"

The upright Dongxia Murong Yanyan is upside down, and her apricot eyes are round. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info waved the Qingsuo Han light sword in his hand, and the red-clothed man said:

"Who are you?"

"Shangguan Yunfei, the red-clothed son of the Eight Evil Immortals"

"Okay, you're not a good thing."

"Look at the sword"

While speaking, Dongxia Murong Yanyan's Qingsuo Han Light Sword illuminated the belly of the red-clothed son, and the red-clothed son, Shangguan Yunfei, said a word.

"It's good to come!"

I saw him turn to the side, dodging Murong Yanyan's Qingsuo Han Light Sword, and then he took down his weapon from behind his back, a bronze flute about a meter long, and determined that Murong Yanyan's head was a bit.

It's too late, it's too soon.

In just a few seconds, the brass flute was hung with the sound of the wind, and the sound of "whew" arrived. Murong Yanyan heard that the evil wind was not good, and knew that the man in red had been ruthless to herself, she hurriedly used the Qingsuo Han Light Sword upward, and the two weapons collided together, and the "click" electric flint was heard in the ear chakra For a moment, Murong Yanyan felt that her arms were numb, and the Qing Suo Han Light Sword was so hung that it didn't give it to Zhen.

"Oh, the boy in red, it seems that I, Murong Yanyan, should pay more attention today"

Thinking of this, Murong Yanyan put the Qingsuo Han Light Sword and fought with the red-clothed boy Shangguan Yunfei for the second time, to talk about Dongxia's kung fu is true, but it is not easy to mess with this red-clothed boy Shangguan Yunfei today, the copper flute in his hand is dancing up and down, and the wind and rain are impenetrable.

Although Murong Yanyan was surprised by the tricks of Qingsuo Han's light sword, she didn't find any advantage in front of the red-clothed man, so the two fought for more than eighty rounds in one go, and they didn't know the winner.

The man in red saw that it was difficult to defeat Dongxia Murong Yanyan, and he thought about it as soon as his eyes rolled. Suddenly, the man in red jumped out of the circle with a move, and then he turned the copper flute horizontally, and he played the copper flute. The sound of the brass flute sounded, the song was euphemistic and melodious, and it was very beautiful, but it implied a murderous intention.

When Dongxia Murong Yanyan heard the sound of the flute, she felt that her internal organs were as uncomfortable as the overturning rivers and seas.

"Not good"

Murong Yanyan knew very well that this was the internal skill used by the man in red, and this internal skill was very vicious to kill people invisibly for a long time. If you want to deal with this kind of internal kung fu, you can only resist it if you also use your own inner kung fu.

Thinking of this, Murong Yanyan hurriedly held her breath, closed her eyes and concentrated, handed over the Qingsuo Han Light Sword to one hand, and then she crossed her knees on the ground to use her internal strength.

I know that the inner skills of the man in red are very profound, he can not only work still, but also in sports and fighting, his kung fu is the best in the world. Not many swordsmen in general can do it.

But seeing that this red-clothed boy saw Dongxia Murong Yanyan doing cross-legged on the ground and using his internal skills at this time, he secretly laughed in his heart, laughing at Dongxia Murong Yanyan was about to be captured, and laughing at such a big beauty was about to become his plaything.

Looking at the red-clothed boy Shangguan Yunfei at this time, he walked quickly to the front of Dongxia Murong Yanyan, he played the flute in his mouth and used one leg to kick Dongxia Murong Yanyan's face.

Dongxia Murong Yanyan was using his internal skills to resist the flute of the man in red, and suddenly felt that the evil wind in front of him was not good, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was the boy in red who was about to kick his face, Murong Yanyan hurriedly leaned back, dodging the trick of the man in red, but he did not avoid the deep internal strength of the boy in red.

Murong Yanyan was blown by the flute of the man in red, and he felt the pain of grabbing and rubbing his intestines on fire in his heart, but at this time, the boy in red stepped up his attack, his feet were as fast as lightning, one foot was as tight as a kick, and one foot was as fast as a kick. It's the soft underbelly of Dongxia.

Seeing that Dongxia Murong Yanyan was about to be in danger.

The one said, why is Nanxia still there, why didn't he come to rescue Dongxia?

In fact, everyone has wronged Nanxia, and Nanxia is already worried about his life at this moment, so it's hard for us to talk about two things with just one mouth. Just when the son in red fought Dongxia Murong Yanyan.

Here, Nanxia has already fought with the flying centipede Liu Daoan and the white-clothed hanged ghost Ouyang Xiao, and Nanxia is the second thief. Although the two of them are far inferior to the man in red, they are not idle. In this way, the three of them fought for dozens of rounds, and they were also victorious.

And at this time, another thief came to the Taoist temple, and after this thief came, he watched it first, and felt that the man in red was not in danger. When it came to the flying centipede Liu Daoan and the white-clothed hanged ghost Ouyang Xiao, it seemed that Zhan Nanxia was a little struggling.

So the steel fan in his hand also joined the battle group, and this time Nanxia was a little unbearable. Nanxia found that although the later one was a fat monk, the steel fan was alive.

Jumping, jumping, flashing, spreading, soaring, moving this man's body is as fast as an ape, and there it is like a fat man's doing. And his kung fu can be seen to be much higher than that of the flying centipede Liu Daoan and the white-clothed hanged ghost Ouyang Xiao.

According to the table in the book, who is the thief who came.

This person is none other than the second ranked among the Eight Evil Immortals, the fat monk Meng Tianlin, and his steel fan is a powerful martial arts. That's why I have such a big ability.

Why did he come, it turned out that these evil eight immortals and eight people are not often together, this time he was ordered by the head of the water and fire saint Xiahou Changkong to hunt down and kill a few decent swordsmen, because the brothers have their own affairs, he remembered that the fifth brother in red seems to be fine recently, so he wanted to call him to help.

But where is the fifth brother? He doesn't know. But someone told him that the man in red had a close relationship with Liu Daoan, the master of Feiyun Temple, the flying centipede, so the fat monk of the god fan came all the way non-stop, and it was already a deep change when he arrived here.

The three of them fought Nanxia, and the tired Nanxia was sweating on his forehead and sideburns, he only had the ability to parry, but he didn't have the power to fight back. Seeing that Nanxia's life is in danger,

And at this time of a thousand even shots. Suddenly, "whoosh---- swish---- swish---- three sleeve arrows shot out from one direction, straight towards the fat monk, the flying centipede Liu Daoan and the white-clothed hanged ghost Ouyang Xiao, these three people hurriedly dodged when they saw it, relying on their kung fu to rebody, they can be regarded as dodging the hidden arrows. But they were all scared into a cold sweat.

"Who?"

The fat monk roared, and saw a person suddenly jump from the top of the wall of Feiyunguan, this person was also a person in black, I saw her holding a double knife in her hand, as fast as lightning, she came to Nanxia closer, and swung the knife to protect Nanxia.

Nanxia had a chance to breathe at this time, and while he was breathing, he glanced at the man in black who was protecting him, only to find that the man in black looked a little familiar.

"Oh!" turned out to be him.

Nanxia suddenly realized that the last time he was besieged by a group of thieves in Mingquan Temple, it was also the man in black who rescued him.