South of Liaoyang City, Wu Mansion. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"So, you returned to the Jin Kingdom because Nurhachi gave you the Jingchu Long Sword Sword Spectrum?" Luo Sigong asked in a deep voice.

Wu Haiping shook his head and said, "Not really, the sword spectrum is only one of them." Wu just said, Emperor Jiajing killed his father in vain, and I joined the Jurchens to take revenge!"

Luo Sigong said: "Your father, Wu Pingxiao, the Dragon King of the Sea, gathered on the island, robbed and killed, although it was extremely evil, the imperial court sent troops to encircle and suppress it, how could it be wrong?"

Wu Haiping gritted his teeth and said: "Pirates?! I think that back then, the government was festering, the people were struggling to make a living, and the people along the coast of Fujian and Guangdong were fishing and trading as their business, and they could barely make a living. However, the old man of Jiajing went so far as to forcibly enforce the sea ban and cut off the people's way of life, and his father led a group of fishermen who could not survive to risk their lives to go to business. However, the imperial court reversed black and white, killed innocents in vain, falsely accused my father and other maritime merchants and fishermen as pirates, encircled and annihilated, and more than 10,000 people died on the island. Let me ask, is it right for Jiajing Lao'er to do this?!"

After Wu Haiping finished speaking, the scene was suddenly silent.

After a while, Wu Haiping laughed miserably and said: "These things happened decades ago, and you don't know the truth when you think about it, so it's useless to say more!"

Venerable Zong Qing nodded and said, "Right and wrong, there will be a public opinion in the future!" Master Wumen, according to what you said, the Jing Chu Long Sword Sword Spectrum was given to you by Nurhachi, so do you know where he got it from?"

Wu Haiping shook his head and said, "I don't know, although I was quite surprised that Nurhachi had the Jing Chu Long Sword Sword in his hand, I didn't ask too much!"

Venerable Zong Qing stared at Wu Haiping for a moment, and seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, he said: "The Jingchu Long Sword Sword Spectrum was handed over to his son Yu Shigao by General Yu when he asked my junior brother Pu Cong, but he was attacked by traitors on the way, Pu Cong was seriously injured, and the first book of the sword book was taken away. My Shaolin Temple has been working hard to find the whereabouts of this sword spectrum for decades, and I have completed my promise to General Yu, I don't know if the master of the Wu Sect can return the sword spectrum today, Lao Wei is grateful!"

Wu Haiping chuckled and said, "I said earlier, although the Jing Chu Long Sword Sword Technique is extraordinary, it is not important to me. Because what Wu got was only the upper volume of the sword spectrum, which contained the basic techniques such as long sword swordsmanship, force and qi gathering, and the swordsmanship moves were missing, and he could not exert his power at all. When I first got this sword book, I was ecstatic and like a treasure, but it wasn't until recently that I realized that in fact, instead of cultivating this half of the sword book, it was better to specialize in my cicada sword technique. Therefore, the sword spectrum is already a chicken rib for me, and since the master has taken it on the basis of reason, I have nothing to be reluctant to!"

When Venerable Zongqing heard this, he said with joy: "Thank you so much to Master Wu!"

Luo Sigong said: "I see that the master of the Wu Sect is a master of martial arts, and I believe that he will be true to his words! Please also rest assured, I am only here for the sword spectrum, and there is no other thought, let alone hurt your life, although rest assured!" After speaking, he flicked his right hand and unlocked Wu Haiping's acupoint.

Wu Haiping was stunned, then he clasped his fists and saluted, got up and walked to the bed, moved the wooden bed away, took off an adobe brick in the corner of the wall, took out a rectangular oilcloth bag from it, and then handed it to Venerable Zongqing with both hands and said, "Return the thing to its original owner!"

Venerable Zongqing's hands trembled slightly, he took the oilcloth bag, untied it, looked at a blue book inside, and said with tears in his eyes: "Senior brother, the sword book has been returned, you can melt with peace of mind!"

Luo Sigong said: "Now that the sword spectrum has been recovered, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, we should also go!"

Wang Xi looked at Wu Haiping coldly and said, "What should I do with this guy?"

Wu Haiping said miserably: "The old man knows that he is not your opponent, and it is futile to resist, if you want to kill or scrape, listen to it!"

Luo Sigong pondered for a moment and said: "I said before, I will never hurt your life, and I will do what I say! But as a Ming brocade guard, I will never let go of a traitor like you, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped." I will abolish your martial arts, so that you can no longer harm the Ming army and civilians in the future, can you be convinced?"

Wu Haiping had already expected this, did not speak, and slowly closed his eyes.

Just as Luo Sigong raised his right palm and was about to seal it on Wu Haiping's Baihui acupoint, Gao Jie stepped forward, grabbed Luo Sigong's arm, and said hurriedly: "Forget it, uncle, this person is already a hard-working person! As long as he swears not to work for the Jin Kingdom and kill the people of Daming in the future, let him go!"

Luo Sigong hesitated for a moment, slowly lowered his palm, and said to Wu Haiping in a deep voice: "There is a lot of controversy about your father's killing, and it is indeed difficult to distinguish between right and wrong. That's all I say, you can do it yourself!"

When Wu Haiping heard this, he opened his eyes, his expression was extremely complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, Venerable Zongqing put away the sword book, the four of them opened the door, and as soon as they walked into the courtyard, they heard the screams of "squeak" and "squeak" in the night sky.

In the room behind him, I only heard Wu Haiping exclaim: "Be careful, Archmage Dragg is here!"

The shaman of the Baishan Sect is good at domesticating beasts, and the first disciple of Drag, Master Donglu Tu, whom Gao Jie met before, has domesticated a kind of spirit bat, which is good at concealing and detecting and transmitting news, and at this moment, the bats that are overwhelming are not only numerous, but also fly extremely fast, and the trajectory is unpredictable, not only has the function of detecting news, but also can attack the enemy, which is rarer than the spirit bat of Donglutu, and it is more powerful.

It is said that the group of spirit bats raised by Archmage Drager is called "Blood Bat", which is not only dark red in color like blood, but also feeds on the blood of various living creatures.

When Wang Xi was undercover in Jin Guolong, he knew something about these blood bats of Archmage Drag, and immediately shouted: "This bat can suck blood, don't let it get close!" With that, he pulled out a two-foot-long thin-bladed short knife, and with a swing, he formed a cold aura around his body, protecting his body.

Luo Sigong released his anger, and in an instant, more than a dozen blood bats near him were shocked and flew back, falling to the ground and not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Venerable Zongqing grabbed Gao Jie, recited a Buddha name in his mouth, and the golden light around his body was released, and a golden shield filled with eggshells shrouded the two of them, and countless blood bats rushed towards the light mask, all of which were bounced back by the light mask, unable to break through.

Gao Jie's eyes were full of little stars, and he looked at the golden light shield and praised: "Master, isn't this the golden light mask of Shaolin Temple?"

Venerable Zongqing smiled and said, "It's just a protective technique, you can only protect yourself, but it can't compare to your master's domineering!"

The sky was full of blood bats, which surrounded the four of them and slowed down their retreat.

After such a short delay, the gate of the courtyard was forcibly blown away, and a sturdy old man in his seventies, dressed in a black shaman suit and wearing fifteen antlers on his head, broke in.

Gao Jie recognized at a glance that this person was Archmage Drag, and he couldn't help but pull the face towel up, for fear of being recognized by this guy.

Under the scanning of Archmage Drag's eyes, seeing that his blood bat failed to hurt the enemy, but was killed a lot by Luo Sigong and Wang Xi, he suddenly felt some pain, his lips pursed, and he made a whistle sound. Hearing this, the group of blood bats stopped attacking, quickly gathered, forming a long dark red band, and suddenly rushed into the night sky, disappearing into the darkness, and disappeared into the darkness, where they went.

Archmage Drager didn't say much, the black robe spread in the wind, and strode straight towards Wang Xi, who was closest to him. Before the person arrived, a strong and unparalleled fist force broke through the wind, making people feel suffocated.

Wang Xi is different from his brother Wang Rui, he is not known for his strength, how can he resist hard, in a hurry, his body suddenly became half shorter, like a black tanuki, he swept out of the ground, flashed out from the critical blow of Drage, and in the blink of an eye, he was at the side of Venerable Zongqing and Gao Jie.

Gao Jie whispered to him: "The third brother is very skilled, he is like a tanuki, he moves like a rabbit, high!"

Wang Xi smiled bitterly: "I can't beat it, so I have to escape!" This guy's punch is too strong, my vest was swept down by his fist, and I feel a little numb!"

Gao Jie smacked his tongue and said, "So perverted?!"

Venerable Zong Qing said: "It seems that his mountain strength is only afraid that he has cultivated to the eighth layer realm, and if he goes further, he will have the power to pull out the mountain!"

Archmage Drager missed the blow, but he didn't stop, roared, and rushed towards Luo Sigong, while his right fist swung out again.

Luo Sigong's eyes froze, Drag's punch was obviously more than two percent more fierce than the punch that attacked Wang Xi, and there was a faint trace of rage in the punch, the whole person was like a fierce lion, and there was a powerful momentum that engulfed heaven and earth, and it was fiercely pressed towards Luo Sigong.

"It's good!" Luo Sigong snorted, his back straightened, and suddenly burst out with a sky-high momentum, eliminating the coercion of Drag's archmage into invisibility, and at the same time, the true qi circled, gathered in his right arm, and his right palm slammed into Drag's huge fist, and the air within a foot of the palm seemed to become dry and hot, like a round of scorching sun breaking through the clouds, and its violent aura was no better than Drag's lofty mountain strength.

"Sun Palm!" Gao Jie couldn't help but exhale softly. Previously, he had seen Luo Yangxing use this technique, and he also knew that this was the only secret martial art of the Emei Sword Immortal Sect that was mainly masculine and violent, and now when he saw that the master and uncle would come out, it was suddenly another earth-shattering power.

Luo Sigong and Grand Master Drager are rare top masters in today's martial arts, and the duel of such a top master is really rare in a hundred years, not only Gao Jie and Wang Xi at the scene, but even a master like Venerable Zongqing also watched it with a breathless concentration and a heartbeat accelerated.

The scorching sun palm faced the strength of the mountain, and under the fierce attack, Luo Sigongyuan stopped and did not move, while the Grand Master of Drager was forced by the palm strength and slid back seven or eight steps before stopping the retreat. But his face did not change, and he yelled: "Okay!" without pausing, and then rushed forward, and his left fist was smashed out again.

The sound of bombardment was endless, and after being forced back by Luo Sigong's Sun Palm six times in a row, Archmage Drager finally collided with Luo Sigong's fist palm, fighting an even match, standing firmly in place, and no longer retreating.

Retreating six times and rushing forward seven times, Archmage Drag's offensive is like a thin wave, and like a heavy mountain stack, surging, and the momentum is more and more fierce every time, the fist strength is heavier and heavier every time, and the mountain strength is superimposed to the seventh weight, which has been evenly matched with Luo Sigong's Blazing Sun Palm Strength.

And Wu Haiping stood by the door, secretly rejoicing in his heart. Luo Sigong had injured him with an elusive inaction palm before, which had already made him palpitate, so when he was restrained just now, he did not have a radical resistance. At this moment, seeing Luo Sigong doing his best, he understood what a gap was.

When Gao Jie and the others were dazzled and dumbfounded, Venerable Zong Qing said to himself, "I wonder if Lord Luo can resist the attack of the eighth layer of Chongshan Jin!"

It is said that Chongshan Jin started from the sixth weight, and the superimposed punch strength was no longer 20% of the previous punch, but reached 40%. In other words, the eighth Chongshan Jin struck out, and its fist strength was nearly half higher than that of the seventh heavy. The seventh level of mountain strength can already compete with the scorching sun palm, so what about the eighth level?

Thinking of this, Gao Jie couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, and watched the battle situation of the two masters on the field with a worried face.