Li Yueying's eyes were hazy with tears, and she was wiping her eyes with her hands, when Duan Xiliu suddenly gently pulled the corner of her clothes and said, "Little junior sister, Brother Xiao is fine." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Li Yueying looked up at the field, and saw that Xiao Han was greeting the crowd of cheers in the most stylish posture, and when she burst into tears, she gritted her teeth and said, "Shameless." Luo Beihong and the others smiled silently, and shook their heads at the same time.

Meng Wanxi and Chai Xinyue saw that Xiao Han was fine, turned their worries into joy, looked at each other and smiled, Meng Wanxi hated and said: "Good people don't live long, and disasters live for thousands of years." and let him escape. Chai Xinyue smiled and said, "If he really dies, Sister Li will go crazy." Meng Wanxi said angrily: "Is she dead or alive, what's in my way?" Chai Xinyue shook her head and said: "We were wrong last time, we shouldn't be so angry with her." Meng Wanxi snorted and stopped talking.

In a corner to the south, Murong Qiuyu looked at Xiao Han, who was incomparably beautiful in the field, his eyes were complicated, and Liang Jiufang sighed lightly and muttered to himself: "I hope everything is fine." ”

In the east, where a group of white-clothed nuns and monks were stationed, a little nun patted her chest and said to herself: "Death Xiao Han, almost scared people to death." An old man wearing a straw hat smiled and said, "I know that this guy is scheming, how can he die easily?" The little nun glanced at him and said softly: "Fortunately, his iron head is unparalleled in the world." An old nun looked back at her dissatisfied, and the little nun was so frightened that she was silent, but her face turned red.

Xiao Han posed, feeling the scenery, and the heroes cheered and applauded. Zhao Chengzong was very knowledgeable, and immediately carried the banner of the Wudang faction around the field, and the banner was everywhere, and the applause was like thunder. The Wudang faction became famous in a battle, Xiao Hanzhi was full of pride, and knew in his heart that it was all due to the silver needle that Murong Qiuyu gave him just now, and what kind of medicine was absolutely applied to the silver needle, and the power was just lightly stabbed, and he immediately fell to the ground.

Xiao Han was planning in his heart to thank Murong Qiuyu, and his eyes searched around, but he couldn't find Murong Qiuyu, but he saw Meng Wanxi and Chai Xinyue standing together, looking at him quietly.

Ma Renfei was just about to announce the success of the Wudang faction's challenge, when he suddenly heard a loud rooster crow outside the martial arts hall. The voice was high-pitched and loud, piercing through the sky, and the heroes in the field could hear it clearly, and immediately someone loudly discussed: "Strange thing, does Shaolin Temple still raise chickens?"

Someone laughed and said, "Why don't you raise chickens?" People won't let us eat them, so maybe we'll eat them secretly when we leave." Another humane: "Shaolin Temple is compassionate, although you don't eat chickens, you have to eat eggs, right? For a while, everyone had different opinions, laughing and playing, completely ignoring the presence of the three sects.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple stood up, and the two old monks beside him also stood up, looking at each other with a solemn face. The three elders of Emei looked at each other a few times, and Jin Renze said: "Strange thing, where did the sound of the rooster crow come from?" Sun Renzhao's eyes rolled a few times, his face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "It's not good." ”

The four elders of the Tianshan faction also heard the sound of chickens, and Diao Beidou laughed and said: "Where did the pheasants come from, they actually came here?" Li Tiandu looked serious and said in a deep voice: "No, this cry is too loud, not like ordinary pheasants." He Tiandu smiled and said, "Isn't it just a rooster crowing?

Before the words fell, several dogs barked outside the martial arts hall, and the sound of roosters crowed one after another. The group of heroes already felt bad, and immediately silenced, and at the same time looked at the Shaolin warrior monks who were in charge of guarding on the four walls.

A thin monk suddenly flew out from Xingkong's side, and quickly rushed to the south wall, someone recognized him, and said softly: "Master Xingfu." Several yellow-shirted warrior monks who were in charge of guarding the high wall on the south wall suddenly screamed strangely, and fell down at the same time. The group of heroes exclaimed, and immediately rushed up to several gray-shirted warrior monks to help.

The idiot rushed to the edge of the south wall with an arrow step, and saw a yellow-shirted warrior monk come over and hugged his fists and said, "Senior brother, they are all dead." The idiot nodded, rushed to the corpse of a yellow-shirted warrior monk and looked down, his face changed greatly, and he said loudly: "Shaolin warrior monk." This sound was like thunder, and the Shaolin monks in the field agreed in unison: "Yes." ”

The idiot said loudly: "Formation." The Shaolin monks agreed together: "Yes." Then I saw the Shaolin monks on the three walls jumping down one after another, and hundreds of Shaolin monks surrounded the martial arts hall. In addition, dozens of yellow-shirted warrior monks rushed to the middle of the martial arts hall, all Shaolin long sticks, arranged in a square, and waited for the battle.

The crowd was in an uproar, and they didn't know what was going on. The abbot of Xingkong opened his eyes and suddenly spoke: "You are silent. This sound uses the unique "monkey roar" magic skill of Shaolin Temple, and the heroes can hear it clearly and immediately shut up. The abbot of Xingkong glanced at Sun Renzhao and Diao Beidou, and the two of them understood, and immediately jumped to his side.

Sun Renzhao said in a low voice: "Chickens and dogs are restless?" Diao Beidou frowned and said, "Aren't they far away from Daliao?" The two nodded in unison.

Master Gao Xuan Buddha said: "Amitabha, please show up and see the two seniors." "There were originally more than a dozen disciples outside the martial arts hall, and they must have been killed at this time. The group of heroes was extremely nervous, each clenching the weapons in their hands, and looked at the leaders of the three sects blankly.

As soon as the sound of the Buddha of the master of the sky fell, they heard the sound of chickens and dogs outside the south wall, and everyone looked at the south wall blankly, only to see a colorful pheasant suddenly flying up from the wall, followed by a black dog also jumped up. A chicken and a dog stood on the wall, coldly looking at thousands of heroes of various factions.

The master of the idiot stood under the south wall, looking at the two animals with fierce eyes, and with a flick of his right sleeve, he suddenly shot out two darts and shot straight at the chicken and dog on the wall. The pheasant screamed, and suddenly flew up in the air, flashing darts, and at the same time, the fierce light in his eyes was so bright that he spread his wings and pounced on the master of idiocy.

The black dog was even more sensitive, and when he saw the dart shooting, his four paws were wrong, and he flashed a few meters to the east, and the dart shot out of the wall. The dog was even more ferocious, barked strangely, kicked with four paws, and pounced straight down from the wall, and the four claws went straight to the idiot master like a steel knife.

The black dog and the pheasant cooperated tacitly, and as soon as they went up and down, they actually sealed the upper and lower roads of the idiot master. The crowd was shocked, and the exclamations suddenly rose.

The idiot master snorted angrily, the mad wand in his hand was a little, and immediately took a few steps back, his right hand was rounded, and the head of the staff shoveled fiercely towards the pheasant's neck, and his left foot lightly kicked at the throat of the black dog. The pheasant was startled, screamed, flapped its wings sharply, and fluttered to the left. The black dog is more agile and just jumps to the left and dodges a kick.

After a pause, the pheasant and the black dog were already standing in one place, and the four small black eyes were shining with cold light, staring at the old monk in front of them. Someone in the audience finally recognized it and exclaimed: "Restless chickens and dogs?" The crowd was in an uproar, and the Shaolin warrior monks desperately pressed it, and it took a long time before they calmed down, but they all changed their faces.

Sun Renzhao looked at the south wall and said loudly: "Pretending to be a ghost, and still not showing up?" Diao Beidou said angrily: "Shameless old thief, since you dare to come, but you can't be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

This matter is a long story, but in fact, it is only a matter of a moment, the heroes are tightly huddled together, only Xiao Han is still standing in the center stupidly, not understanding what is happening. Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Chengzong desperately gestured to him, but Xiao Han didn't see it.

As soon as the three sects reprimanded angrily, they heard two cold snorts outside the wall. The group stared blankly at the south, and in the blink of an eye, two people suddenly appeared on the wall. I saw that these two people were both sixty or seventy years old, one of them was dressed in colorful brocade clothes, they looked strange, their mouths stretched out high, and their two small eyes as big as mung beans looked like a big rooster, and they carried a halberd in their hands. The other man was dressed in a black robe, with a dark face that resembled that of an African, two eyes twice as large as an ordinary person, a garlic nose, square fangs, similar to a wild dog, and a mace in his hand.

The heroes were in chaos, and immediately began to shrink to the north, and the Shaolin monks couldn't suppress it, so they had to flash out of the northern clearing, and at the same time pressed forward all the members, forming a situation where the Shaolin faction was supported alone. Sun Renzhao snorted coldly, Ma Renfei understood, and immediately waved his hand, and hundreds of disciples of Emei waved their swords at the same time, and stepped forward behind the Shaolin disciples. The disciples of the Tianshan faction were not to be left behind, Luo Beihong personally led the team, and hundreds of disciples also went up.

At this time, there were sixty or seventy sects in the north of the Yanwu Hall, hundreds of Shaolin disciples were neatly arranged from west to east in the south, and behind them were hundreds of Emei disciples and Tianshan sect disciples.

The idiot master stood at the front, looked at the old man on the wall and stood on his chest with one palm and said: "The two seniors came to Shaolin, and they never came to welcome them from afar, and they hope to forgive their sins." The old man in colorful brocade chuckled and said, "We can come when we want, and leave when we want, where is the need for you to greet us?" The old man in black robe said: "It's all here, which just saves us trouble." The old man in brocade nodded, and said to the thousands of people in the audience: "The heads of each faction stay, and the others get out." ”

The master of the idiot laughed angrily, and said coldly: "Even if the two martial arts are world-famous, it is difficult to reach the dozens of sects in the rivers and lakes, how dare you make such a big statement?" The old man in the black robe sneered, and suddenly flew down, and the mace in his hand went straight to the throat of the master of the idiot.

The Master of Idiocy shouted angrily, and the mad wand swept across the chest of the black-robed old man. His mad wand weighed eighty-one pounds, and his own strength was infinite, and the mad wand struck hard with the mace with the sound of the wind. only heard a loud "bang", and the idiot master took a few steps back, and was held by the Shaolin disciples behind him to stabilize his figure. Looking at the old man in the black robe, his face was still as usual, and he was pressing over step by step.

The master struggled to stand up straight, only to feel the blood surging, his throat sweet, and the corners of his mouth bleeding. This is the only move, and the judgment is made. He was just about to give the order to retreat, but the black-robed old man had already forced over. When the two yellow-shirted warrior monks saw that their brother was injured, they immediately carried him and retreated to the north. The Shaolin disciples flashed a path and quickly filled it after the three of them passed.

The black-robed old man sneered, and said with a fierce light in his eyes: "Death to those who stand in my way." Standing in the way were more than a dozen yellow-shirted warrior monks, and at the same time, they shouted, and the long sticks came out together, smashing the whole body of the black-robed old man.

The old man in the black robe made a mistake with his feet, flew up when he landed, dodged a few long sticks on the lower plate, waved his right hand, and smashed the mace into several long sticks on the upper body. The black-robed old man slapped his hands, and the mace split into two, and his hands came out together, sweeping towards the warrior monks.

All the warrior monks are full-time warrior monks of Shaolin Temple, their skills are extraordinary, dozens of long sticks have hit the old man in black robe, the old man is not aware of it, but he is forced sideways, the mace is everywhere, and the flesh and blood are flying. In a matter of moments, the Shaolin warrior monks killed and wounded dozens of people at least.

The Shaolin warrior monks did not retreat but advanced, and the yellow-shirted warrior monks filled the gap again, and the shouts were overwhelming. The heroes in the northern clearing were stunned, and their faces changed.

Xiao Han only came to his senses when the Shaolin monks formed a formation, and retreated to the north with the team, and deliberately stood at the forefront in order to see clearly. Seeing this tragic scene, Xiao Han was also frightened, and his face turned pale.

The black-robed old man was like harvesting crops, and his mace passed, killing and wounding countless people. The Shaolin warrior monks did not retreat, and the yellow-shirted monks rushed forward one after another, and the heroes were dumbfounded. The south side of the martial arts hall was full of corpses after a while, and the Shaolin disciples lost hundreds of people.

The two damned beasts stood by the wall and watched quietly, and their four little eyes were also full of fierceness. The old man in brocade clothes watched the old man in black robe kill in all directions, and said with a small eye: "Lao Bi is back, it's my turn." ”

(To be continued.) )