On the way to flee in the dark night, when the dim light of the torch reflected the expression of the bearded monk, the Sun Moon God Sect members beside Deng Yuanjue also began to disperse, surrounding the past, faintly trapping the other party. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The toes writhed on the ground, accumulating a layer of dirt to cover the steps, Niu Yi knew that Baoguang Rulai Deng Yuanjue was a person, and he was surrounded and killed at this time, looking at the meaning of the other party, it was meaningless for him to say more.

The foot that fell into the mud, kicked violently, and rushed up in a decisive gesture, over there, the heavy Zen staff moved in the air, and Niu Yi, who was originally rushing wildly, suddenly kicked the ground again, and the whole person threw himself into the air, and the arms raised in mid-air were slashed again.

In the black, the two sides collided, and the soil under Deng Yuanjue's feet was directly cracked like a spider's web, and the moment Jin Ming struck, the burning torches around him shook like light and dark, and the sparks splashed, and both sides formed a forced situation.

The weapons countered each other, and after a while, the Zen staff pressed on the Guan Dao in his sight was like a thousand catties of huge force forcing him to gradually begin to retreat, and every step would sink into the dirt, and immediately, Niu Yi gritted his teeth, put his arms on the top with all his might, and threw himself out to the side, and the Zen staff had no resistance, and smashed on the ground for a moment.

Pedal Pedal –

Deng Yuanjue approached the rolling figure, and it was another staff, and over there, Niu Yi was half-squatting and didn't have time to get up, when he saw the iron Zen staff sweeping, and hurriedly raised his knife to block it.

Bang –

The blade of the knife was extremely curved towards the person's chest, and the time slowed down, and the moment he could see the curved bulge touching Niu Yi's chest, the huge force directly twisted the placket out of a whirlpool, and then tore, when the entire blade was pasted, his whole person was beaten from the flat ground and flew up, smashed into the forest not far away, and one or two trees were shaking.

On that side, Deng Yuanjue walked into the woods with a Zen stick expressionlessly, and under the tree in his field of vision, Niu Yi was lying on the ground, Guan Dao didn't know where he had fallen, covered with mud and fallen leaves, and was embarrassed.

"You can't go back....the Qinghe Gang will also disappear tonight. Walking into the woods and stepping on the fallen leaves, his voice spoke slowly but forcefully.

Then, the footsteps stopped in front of the other party.

The torches followed the congregation into the woods, and when Niu Yi raised his head, the fallen leaves on the ground were already covered with blood, and his hair was messily pasted on his face, and he wanted to move, but he sat down on the ground.

"But... But—" He struggled to hold on, apparently unable to control his body and couldn't stand up, "Can you....not kill me....I know where the old guy is....very secretive....outsiders can't find it...."

The trembling body and the desire to survive reached the extreme in his eyes. The torches burned quietly in the night, and the figures were walking around with the light of the fire, brightening up the figures eager to survive, and the monks in front of them raised their faces and glanced at each other.

"....That place is in Dongting Lake....it's quite big, it's not easy to find a secret place, but the place is always dead, if you really want to find it, it's not that you can't find it, I'm just curious, how can there be such a character hidden in this place in Jiangnan for so long. ”

"It's just a remnant of the Zhou room, an old eunuch who is alone....." Niu Yi leaned on the body of the tree, covered his chest and said weakly, and then laughed self-deprecatingly, "Hehe....I was raised by that eunuch, Monk Deng....he has a lot of righteous sons....There is no loss at all in dying a few people, I can still take you to find him if I live." ”

He clenched his fists vigorously with his hands covering his chest and stretched his neck: "What's the matter? ”

"Hehe......haha..." In the dim light, a tall shadow shrouded Niu Yi's head, and he laughed, "People who are greedy for life and afraid of death..... I Deng Yuanjue have seen enough." ”

The voice fell, and his arm moved.

"Deng Yuanjue—"

Niu Yi saw his movements, shouted miserably, and wanted to get up and run away, but the heavy Zen staff had been knocked down, and a stream of blood burst into the dim vision, and the corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

"Let's go!" put away the Zen staff, Deng Yuanjue threw off his monk's robe, turned around and led the team away.

In the bazaar in the southeast of Shuixi County, the sound of fighting broke through the night sky, and the figures of several puppets were controlled to protect the injured woman on the ground in the chaos.

"You go, leave me alone. Luan Hongyi got up from the ground, her delicate body trembled, and she was a little distracted when she saw Zhao Mingtuo constantly blocking the other party's attack with a puppet around her.

"Let's go!"

A child puppet retracted, Zhao Mingtuo turned around, his eyes glared fiercely at the burly figure over there, "Zheng Biao, long time no see....."

In the dust, the burly body walked out, the heavy hammer was on his shoulder, and the eyes under the yin and yang fish showed fierceness, "It's been a long time, and I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see each other again in the future." ”

The fire shook and the dust settled.

Zhao Mingtuo held the woman in one hand, looking at the figure standing at a distance of one zhang with some embarrassment, some memories opened here at this time, and the voice sounded from his mouth.

"When I knew that you had killed your master, I went to look for you..... I didn't expect that you had taken refuge in the imperial court...... Be willing to be a lackey. His voice was not loud, but it was a little harsh at the moment, and the light was dim, shining on his face, reflecting a mocking expression.

Mingjiao ......

..... the old man who was stoned to death with his own hands....Master.

Bao Dao B.....

Zheng Biao took a deep breath, slowly picked up the hammer from his shoulder, held it in his hand, and with the bad memory replay, he walked towards the two of them, and the tiger-headed hammer swung out-

The roaring sound explodes!

"It's !!! your"

In the light of the torches and the chaos of the bazaar, the hammer smashed out with all his might. Zhao Mingtuo hooked his fingers, and a figure retracted from in front of him, jumped up, and rushed towards the man and stabbed the sharp knife.

Contact is only for a moment.

Bang –

The whole puppet exploded in mid-air, and the sleeves and pieces of hardwood were shattered in the night sky, scattering in all directions, and the next moment, Zhao Mingtuo took this opportunity to control the other puppets, and hit the surroundings, hugging Luan Hongyi and breaking through to the other side.

After a few sounds, the puppet exploded in mid-air, Zheng Biao stepped over the broken and tattered puppet, and rushed towards the back of the other party fleeing like a wave of rage.

With a bang, the short knife in his cuff collided with the other party, and the man jumped away from the battle group and stood still opposite them, a long and chilling knife at his feet, on the hideous armor, and wearing an iron ghost face on his face.

“...... Stay. Yang Zhi raised his chin slightly.

....

Suddenly, Luan Hongyi broke free from the man who was protecting her, looked at the chasing soldiers around her, shook her head subconsciously, and her body suddenly knelt down.

Zhao Mingtuo's body stiffened, and he looked at the kneeling figure, "....What are you doing." ”

"We can't go....we can't escape...."The woman shook her head: "....The figure who snatched Bodhidharma's body before was actually his father-in-law, I remember his figure....I was not mistaken, we don't need to die meaninglessly, he just used our so-called children as pawns....Useful ones are left, useless ones, just like Huang Lan, have been thrown away for so many years..... don't you understand ....."

Luan Hongyi said this, her emotions were a little excited, she looked at the ghost-faced man with the knife, "....Hongyi doesn't want to live, but I hope you can let him go....."

"Don't talk about these ....." Looking at the woman who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy for him, Zhao Mingtuo's eyes turned red, his clenched fists suddenly loosened, his knees weakened, and he also knelt down, which made Zheng Biao's expression in the back a little complicated, he looked at the roof, and above, a figure nodded.

It was as if they had agreed to their surrender.