By the light of night and the sound of the tide, everyone walked into the jungle, and soon approached the lake, only to see a water pavilion floating on the water, full of hookah, and bright lights. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But suddenly I heard someone shouting, "Are the people from Bone Mountain and Mingjiao here?"

Ankerjee's heart sank: "The enemy knows it well. ”

Xu Zong no longer concealed it, raised his head and walked out, shouting: "Which dog friend did the Qingcheng faction invite?"

The true Daoist of the Qingcheng faction snorted and said, "You can come in and take a look." ”

Everyone walked into the water pavilion, the hall was spacious, there were two rows of seats on the left and right, there were twenty people in green robes sitting intently, all of them were masters of the Qingcheng faction, and the rest had eight people in white robes, eight people in brocade clothes, around a man in a green shirt, I don't know what sect it was.

Chi Tang hurriedly said: "Qingcheng faction, you kidnapped my son, where are they now?"

Mo Xue and Dao'er thought to themselves: "It turns out that the Qingcheng faction actually robbed the son of this Chitang uncle, this act is despicable. ”

Zhenji Daoist sneered: "Back then, your Bone Mountain bandits robbed my Qingcheng dart, killed my beloved son and two disciples, and then I waited for a duel with you, and was calculated by you with the "Morning Sea God Whip", this kind of deep hatred, I have to kill all the people in your heart, and I don't understand the hatred in my heart." ”

Mo Xue shook her head secretly: "If what he said is true, then this mountain of bones is really to blame." It's just that when will this retribution end?"

The old man in a brocade robe in Qingcheng said in a strange manner: "Then the morning sea god whip, did you bring it? What about the shell chart, and where is the treasure?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Qingcheng faction and Bone Mountain looked nervous, and Ankeji's heart was excited: "It turns out that there is really a treasure!" looked at the old man in the brocade robe and asked: "I am Ankeji, the right envoy of the Ming Sect, who is Your Excellency?"

The old man snorted and said, "Just a little cult boy, how can you know my name?"

Ankeji was furious and was about to strike immediately, but he was scheming, the city was very deep, and he didn't know the details of the enemy, so he immediately endured it.

Trish screamed, "What an old immortal, are you tired of living?"

The old man lifted the corner of his clothes, felt out an iron bar, snapped on the ground, the smoke was filled, the fire flashed, and an iron bullet flew towards Trich, which was difficult to chase with his eyes, and it turned out that the iron bar was actually a fire bar. This old man shot too fast, and it was only a matter of the blink of an eye from taking the fire gun to shooting the iron bullet.

I only heard a "buzz" sound, and the coiled long sword in his hand slashed the iron bullet around, clicked, and clamped it into the wooden pillar. He was also extremely fast with his sword, and when he couldn't fire it, he hit the small iron bullet. Trich's martial arts are mediocre, Wuzi is still in his dreams, and he doesn't know that he almost died, but Ankeji, Dao'er, and Mo Xue are strong in martial arts, and they all know it.

Shuangshu has long been accustomed to twisting martial arts schemes, and this Ankeji can't help but be shocked: "This person's swordsmanship is really wonderful, with this sword alone, his martial arts are not much worse than mine." ”

Pan Xuan said loudly: "I heard that Prince Aiyu Li Bali Bada spared no expense to recruit masters of fire gun archery across the country, among them, the "incense master" Xiang's father-in-law is the best, I don't know what this father-in-law and that old man are called?"

The old man glared at Pan Xuan, his eyes were vigilant, and said, "Grandpa Xiang is my senior brother." ”

Pan Xuan said: "It turned out to be the "fire carp" Huo Gonggong, you are not on an errand in the palace, why did you come to this seaside to stir up the affairs of the rivers and lakes?"

Ankeji secretly admired Pan Xuan's extensive knowledge, and thought: "It turns out that this is a person from the imperial court. ”

The green-shirted young man looked leisurely and said, "There are several masters in the Qingcheng faction, who are on errands under the command of Prince Bada, and if there is any news, they naturally can't hide it from us." We all want to open our eyes and see what the shell treasure is. As soon as this person spoke, Gonggong Huo stopped talking, as if this young man had a higher status than this old eunuch.

Pan Xuan looked at the eight white-robed people again and asked, "The eight of you, are you also the subordinates of this son?"

The first elite man looked at the green-clothed ****-clothed boy and smiled: "You might as well let them guess." ”

The man smiled slightly, bowed to the green-clothed man, and raised his hand, holding a round shield with a silver gleaming diameter of one and a half feet in his left hand, and a golden sword in his right hand. As soon as his body moved, he was already in front of him, and a sword stabbed at him, and his momentum was not inferior to the previous firebolt missile.

Before he could fight back, Dao'er slashed out his scimitar, and with a soft sound, he slashed the long sword away, and then slashed at the man's throat again. The man's face changed color, and he let out a low cry, and was forced to retreat by Dao'er.

Dao'er smiled: "You have a shield in your left hand and a sword in your right hand, Uncle Wu Qi is only one-armed, how can I let you play tricks?"

The boy in green shouted "Oops", looked at Dao'er, his eyes were intoxicated, as if he saw a treasure, and said with a smile: "Where did you come from such a beautiful girl?"

Dao'er saw that he was not very old, but he was oily and smooth, and his expression was lustful, and he shouted: "I am your aunt and grandmother, and I haven't disciplined you since I was a child!"

The green-clothed man's face changed, and he said, "Catch this rampant little girl!"

The white-robed man said, "Yes!" raised the round shield, and at the same time, the blade of the sword trembled, changing and changing, and the golden light was long, and he didn't know where to stab Ah Dao's body.

Dao'er at this time martial arts are strong, the realm is extraordinary, a move and a style, all have a huge force to follow, she saw that the enemy's swordsmanship is complicated, and she slapped a palm with all her strength, and the palm force covered out, and the man's sword was broken when he boarded. The man was shocked, raised his shield in a hurry, and with a "boom", the person flew out, and the white-robed people behind him shot together, which saved him.

The man in green shouted "oops" again, but his tone was frightened at this time, which was very different from the previous joke.

Ankeji was also surprised that this sect master's junior sister was so powerful in kung fu, but he applauded loudly: "Sister Dao'er is really good, I'm afraid that your kung fu is even better than me." ”

Dao'er smiled and said: "Not necessarily, not necessarily, the eldest brother of the messenger should not be too humble." ”

Pan Xuan said: "In the past, the masters of the Divine Sword Sect left the Western Regions, and there has been no news since then, but now they have reappeared in the rivers and lakes, but they are matched with swords and shields to serve the imperial court. ”

The man in white had an ugly face, slowly stood up, and said, "I can't imagine that after disappearing for decades, there are still people who remember our Divine Sword Sect." Yes, now we're all working for this adult. Therefore, the change of the move blade is just to protect the adult. ”

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "The sword and shield of the people of the Divine Sword Sect are tightly guarded, and this person is not injured with a palm in the middle of the way. And the people of the brocade robe fire gun team are fierce and vicious, far better than arrows, the two attack and defend, better than hundreds of people, it can be seen that this son and brother should be a relative of the emperor, and the stakes are very high. The Qingcheng faction is insignificant at the moment, and this son is the mastermind. ”

Xu Zong saw that the two sides were fighting, and it was the people of the Ming Sect who had the upper hand, and he was suddenly full of momentum, and said: "We have shown our foundations on both sides, and we have climbed through friendships, so we don't have to be polite anymore." Qingcheng faction, if I don't hand over all my daughters and nephews, today... Hey... No matter if you have the help of the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, you have to be stripped of three layers of skin!"

Ankeji estimated the reality of both the enemy and us, and thought: "Then Xu Zong's blade is extremely powerful, and it should not be difficult for the three elders to join forces and defeat everyone in Qingcheng." I, Dao'er, and Wu Qi have a good chance of winning against that boy all the way. If you can't talk about it, you might as well kill the other side, and then ask Xu Zong's treasure map about the whereabouts. ”

The boy regained his bearing, and said coldly: "Father-in-law Huo, tell me about this mud-legged man, who am I?"

Huo Gonggong screamed: "Obey!" puffed up his chest, pointed at Gongzi and said: "Everyone, listen well, don't be scared, the person in front of you is the son of the current saint, the virtuous army Wang Queli, and the three people of the grass people and the bone mountain, together with the Mingjiao people, immediately surrender and hand over the morning sea god whip and shell map, otherwise they will be disobedient and will not escape the death penalty." ”

In addition to the coiling, everyone in Mingjiao and Bone Mountain was shocked, but they didn't expect this person to be so big. Ankerjee thought to himself, "This person is here, and that is very troublesome." If this person is killed, there will be no place in the Central Plains in the future. But if.... If you obey him, not only will your reputation be discredited, but how can you get a treasure map?"

Deng Wen shouted: "Even if you are the emperor's elder, you have to hand over my son!"

Que Li saw that he shouted fiercely, but his expression was timid, and he smiled proudly and said, "This is also very easy." He said to the people in Qingcheng: "I told you to bring those three hostages, why haven't you come yet?"

The True Daoist hesitated and said, "Your Highness, these people have a blood feud with me..."

Que Li smiled: "Who is right and wrong, I have my own judgment." Don't argue about it first. He looked directly at Dao'er again and said with a smile: "This sister, I am a person who understands righteousness and is fair, are you still satisfied?" He is much younger than Dao'er, but Dao'er's appearance is too beautiful, and his martial arts are too high.

Seeing him so frivolous, Dao'er frowned, and just wanted to beat this person hard.

Suddenly, the stairs sounded softly, and I saw a person wearing a Qingcheng robe walking upstairs, he was wearing a hat, covering his face, and his body was wet, as if he had just been drenched in the rain, and there was a very strong fishy smell on his body.

Seeing that his face was thin, his skin was pale and pale, and he was extremely young, he asked, "Which disciple are you, I asked you to take the hostages, where are the hostages now?"

The man said, "Brought, brought, you see." The voice was gloomy, as if he was talking in a dream, and others felt extremely uncomfortable when they heard it.

As he spoke, he shook his robe, and seven or eight heads rolled down, some old and younger, and a girl. When everyone saw it, their hearts were pounding, Mo Xue's body trembled, and Dao'er hurriedly held her little hand.

When Xu Zong saw it, he roared angrily and shouted, "That's ..... That's my Qu'er, Qingcheng faction, I'm fucking...."With a flip of his hand, the fishbone whip flew out and hit the Zhenji Daoist, and the Zhenji Daoist returned a sword, and the long sword was caught by the fishbone whip, and with a click, it broke immediately. The Zhenji Daoist was also at a loss, and said: "I didn't ask my disciple to kill people, and I also have my Qingchengmen people in my head! Tell me the truth, what is going on?"

The man lifted his hat and revealed a handsome, young face, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, his eyes were dull, like a drunkard, grinning, there was a wisp of blood on his lips, and his cheeks were dotted with fish scales, like a ghost in the Heavenly Mountain.

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