Listening to the Yuge Yejiazhuang, the one-armed swordsman Lin Feng took out his long knife from the corpse and asked, "Are there any fish that have slipped through the net?"

One of his subordinates cautiously walked around the corpse and said respectfully: "Young man, except for Ye Youdao and his daughter Ye Yunxin, the rest of the Ye family is here." ”

"Ye Yun's heart ......" Lin Feng lowered his head and sighed softly, and then ordered in a cold voice: "Inform the elders and let the children of each family gather in the square." After a few family masters dominate that Long Aoyu, let's set off immediately and set foot in the Pingsen Luo Hall in one fell swoop!"

"Yes!" his subordinates bowed their hands, bypassed the corpses all over the ground, and hurried to inform the elders who stayed behind.

"Han Chen......" Lin Feng glanced at the empty sleeve of his left hand, and said faintly: "The people of Senluo Hall have to die." ”

Three quarters of an hour later, on the martial arts training ground in the Listening Rain Pavilion, the disciples gathered together, quietly waiting for the elders to speak.

Lin Feng spoke first: "Tonight's expedition, not a single grass will grow!"

The scene was very quiet, and everyone was waiting for what he had to say.

After a while.

An elder who was going to die in a moment asked, "And then?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly, just about to speak.

Suddenly!

Whoosh!

A ball flew over!

Lin Feng grabbed the ball with one hand.

It feels a little sticky.

He looked down.

Oh, it turned out to be a head.

Huh?

Lin Feng suddenly changed color and shouted, "Enemy attack! All disciples are on alert!"

Although the disciples didn't know why, they still obediently turned around and guarded.

After a while, nothing happened.

The two disciples standing far away were whispering to each other.

Disciple No. 1: "Let's stand so far away, if someone really comes in after a while, aren't we the first to be unlucky?"

"How is it possible, the guy who dares to attack our Tingyu Pavilion must be a master, they are all flying around, and we are actually the safest when we stand on the outside. Disciple No. 2 smiled triumphantly.

"But ......," Disciple No. 1 still frowned and hesitated.

"But whatever. Disciple No. 2 smiled disdainfully: "This gate is so heavy, if the masters don't fly in from above, will they still kick this gate open?"

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, the gate suddenly spun inward and flew away, just passing by the body of disciple No. 2!

So disciple No. 1 only saw No. 2, who was still chatting with him just now, and now only half of his body was left on the ground.

"Ahhhhh!!hh

His spirit broke down.

"Huh?" Wu Qian retracted one of his long legs that kicked the door, and looked at the sobbing young man in front of him suspiciously: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I, I, I......" Looking at the brutal young man in a green shirt in front of him, disciple No. 1 trembled, and "I" didn't let out a fart for a long time.

"Alas. Wu Qian shook his head and sighed, a fool can be accepted as a disciple, this Yuge will be finished sooner or later if it is not finished today.

So he said to Yan Yuese, "I'll ask you two questions, if yes, you just nod, if not, you just shake your head, how about it?"

Disciple No. 1 nodded frantically.

"Okay. Wu Qian patted him on the shoulder: "Then the second question is, are you listening to the disciple of the Yuge?"

Disciple No. 1 looked down at the Tingyu Pavilion uniform he was wearing, and then swept around at the same door as himself, opened his mouth and did not speak.

He thinks that this master may have a little problem with his brain.

Perhaps, this is the reason why he doesn't look very old, but he is so strong? Because people are stupid, they can concentrate on cultivation?

Wu Qian understood his eyes, so he smiled slightly and slapped him out.

Disciple No. 1 made a circle of 1,000 and 8 degrees in the air, and when he landed, he lost his life.

Wu Qian swept his eyes at a group of disciples who were like facing a great enemy, and exclaimed: "You have been ambushed here for a long time, could it be that there are your undercover agents in the Senluo Palace?"

"Brother Wu, don't be kidding, there are only five people sent to Senluo Hall by the Yu Pavilion, and now ...... I'm the only one. Murong Shengxue stepped into the door from behind him, looking at the former fellow disciples in front of him, his expression was a little complicated.

Lin Feng's eyes were like torches, but his eyes were only staring at Murong Shengxue among his opponents.

"Han Chen, you dare to come back!" Lin Feng gritted his teeth and said.

Murong Shengxue ignored him, but introduced the people standing on the stage to Wu Qian one by one: "This mess is Lin Feng, he is the only son of Lin Fan, the head of the Lin family, and he is ...... by his side."

"Needless to say. Wu Qiang waved his hand to interrupt him: "Anyway, I'm going to die in a while, so there's no need to introduce them one by one." ”

The main thing is that it is troublesome to come up with a name.

The elders beside Lin Feng, who were about to die, changed their faces drastically after seeing Wu Qian: "Wu Qian!

The reason why he knew Wu Qiang's appearance was because when he decided to ambush Wu Qiang, he heard that the elders of the Yuge Pavilion drew a lot, and he was lucky not to draw the upper sign to ambush him, of course, now it seems that he is going to sign it.

At that time, Wu Qiao's portrait had already been looked at countless times by the elders of Tingyu Pavilion.

"Amitabha. Master Xuanji said: "Don't talk nonsense with them anymore, Wu Shaoxia, it's inevitable that the night will be long and dreamy, let's do it." ”

The elder who was about to die changed his face and said solemnly, "Is the Shaolin Temple also involved?"

The benefactor guessed wrong. Master Xuanji said calmly: "Lao Gan is a national teacher of the Western Regions, Shaolin Temple or something, he has never been there." ”

The elder silently turned his head to look at the Xuanhua Yu Ring beside him.

"Immortal Heaven is above, and the little monk is from the Great Snow Mountain. Master Xuanhua smiled slightly, and continued with his fingers: "This strong man is just a strong man outside Qizhou City, and the little monk can't bear him to continue to make mistakes, so he plans to take him back to Daxue Mountain to cultivate." It just so happened that he was bald, and the little monk of the province shaved his head for him. ”

Looking at the standard monk robes of the Shaolin Temple on the three of them, they were silent when they heard the rain pavilion and the others.

The elder who was about to die after a stick of incense stretched out his hand and pointed at the Purple Void Zhenren: "Don't tell me that he is not a Taoist priest either. ”

Zixu Zhenren smiled calmly: "I prefer others to call me a storyteller." ”

Zi Chong really grinned: "I'm the same." ”

"......" The elder who was about to die glared at him and said, "What are you kidding ......?"

Boom!

The Purple Void True Man had already appeared beside him and punched him in the head: "You have too much nonsense. ”

Sorry, he didn't even finish the last sentence.

"Okay, who's going to put the door up, the next picture is too bloody for a child to see. Wu Qian asked.

"Brother Wu. Ye Qingxuan frowned slightly: "They have no power to fight back, wouldn't it be good for us to do this?"

Wu Qian smiled when he heard this: "Brother Dao, if there is a guy who is not as strong as you, but almost killed you, kneels in front of you and begs you to let him go, will you do it?"

Ye Qingxuan pondered for a moment and said, "Poor Dao will abolish his kung fu, break his limbs, and let him go again." ”

"I didn't expect you to be so cruel, Brother Dao. Wu Qian shook his head and said, "When you were in the master's sect, there were disciples who couldn't beat you, but they were unwilling, have you seen that kind of look?"

"Yes. Ye Qingxuan was curious: "What does this have to do with it?"

Wu Qian: "Then will you feel secretly happy?"

Ye Qingxuan: "...... A little. ”

"That's not the end of it. Wu Qian smiled: "Of course, this kind of thing is the most interesting!"

The picture zoomed up, listening to the screams in the rain pavilion one after another, and soon, it calmed down.