Qu Zhuoyuan and Ning Feizhou have been brothers for many years, and when they were young, they had traveled side by side and joined forces against the enemy many times, and they had already had the same heart. Ning Feizhou made a defensive move, and Qu Zhuoyuan made a killing move. The two top masters of the Huashan faction defended and killed one by one, vowing to stop the Eight Bitter Monks.

Song Tianzhen did not draw a sword.

Song Tianzhen is the eldest disciple of the Huashan faction. Not only is his swordsmanship decent, but his people are also decent. If it weren't for Yu Bufan's astonishing talent, the position of the head of the Huashan faction in the future would definitely fall to Song Tianzhen.

Although the entire Huashan faction now knows that it is very likely that the next head will not be Song Tianzhen's turn, Song Tianzhen's loyalty to the Huashan faction has not weakened in the slightest.

For Yu Bufan, the junior brother who is most likely to take away the position of the next head from his hands, Song Tianzhen has no resentment. On the contrary, Song Tianzhen admired and loved Yu Bufan to the fullest. Because Song Tianzhen knew that if Yu Bufan became the next head of Huashan, the Huashan faction would definitely be stronger in his hands than in his own hands.

Therefore, Song Tianzhen can't let Yu Bufan be humiliated, especially not in front of everyone.

Ning Feizhou shouted, and Song Tianzhen picked up Yu Bufan, who was standing in place, and flew back. At this moment, Song Tianzhen seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago. At that time, Yu Bufan was still a junior disciple who had just entered the Huashan Sword School. One of Song Tianzhen's favorite things to do is to drag Yu Bufan to run in Huashan. Since then, Song Tianzhen has been protecting his junior brother. Now, Yu Bufan's swordsmanship has long surpassed Song Tianzhen, but Song Tianzhen is still protecting Yu Bufan as much as possible.

Behind Song Tianzhen and Yu Bufan, the clouds and mountains suddenly rose and covered them.

The fog barrier in the clouds and mountains is very strong. As the strongest defensive move in Huashan's swordsmanship, few people can break through the resistance of this move in a moment.

It's just that the Eight Bitter Monk is not breaking the move.

The eyes of the monk of eight bitterness were staring at Yu Bufan, who was pulled back quickly by Song Tianzhen.

With the staring of the Eight Bitter Monks, Ning Feizhou and Qu Zhuoyuan's hearts fluttered slightly.

The four major sword gates, the four great handsome people, and three of them have already been knocked to the ground. The next goal of the Eight Bitter Monks could not be more obvious. If Yu Bufan was also slapped by the Eight Bitter Monks, the face of the Four Great Sword Gates would be lost to his grandmother's house. There are Kunlun, Vientiane and Six Gate people present, if that is the case, the Four Great Sword Gates will not only lose face, but even the inside.

Therefore, when the eyes of the Eight Bitter Monks were staring at Yu Bufan, the eyes of Ning Feizhou and Qu Zhuoyuan were also moved.

As soon as Ning Feizhou and Qu Zhuoyuan's eyes moved, the figure of the Eight Bitter Monks shook. He seemed to be going to plunder Song Tianzhen and Yu Bufan.

The figure of the Eight Bitter Monks flickered, and Ning Feizhou and Qu Zhuoyuan moved. Now that they already know the goal of the Eight Bitter Monks, and since they have anticipated the enemy first, Ning Feizhou and Qu Zhuoyuan know what they should do next.

However, Ning Feizhou and Qu Zhuoyuan were wrong. All of them were wrong. They all misexpected the goal of the Eight Bitter Monks.

The goal of the Eight Bitter Monks is not Yu Bufan.

If you want to slap Yu Bufan, when Yu Bufan walks out of the courtyard, his face should already be swollen.

As soon as Ning Feizhou moved, the cloud mountain fog barrier moved. The moving cloud mountain fog barrier can't stop the Eight Bitter Monks.

The Eight Bitter Monks swept towards Qu Zhuoyuan.

The monk of the Eight Bitters used the Shaolin Dragon and Tiger Hand.

The Shaolin Dragon and Tiger is one of the most complex martial arts in Shaolin. Among the hands of the dragon and tiger, there are fists, palms, claws, and grappling.

The Eight Bitter Monk punched Qu Zhuoyuan, who was divided into Yu Bufan's body.

Qu Zhuoyuan roared. Ning Feizhou shouted angrily.

Qu Zhuoyuan used the green mountains to faintly. Ning Feizhou used the swallow to wander the rising sun.

This time, Qu Zhuoyuan used a defensive move, but Ning Feizhou used a killing move.

The Eight Bitter Monk punched into the mountain shadow that Qu Zhuoyuan used with his sword, broke the mountain shadow, rushed with the momentum, avoided the rising sun in Ning Feizhou's hand, and slapped a palm on Qu Zhuoyuan's right shoulder.

As soon as a single palm landed on Qu Zhuoyuan's right shoulder, the Eight Bitter Monk immediately turned his palm into a claw, and gently pulled on Qu Zhuoyuan's right shoulder, and with a click, half of Qu Zhuoyuan's shoulder collapsed.

In the midst of the angry shouts, Ning Feizhou flew his sword to attack, and the Phantom Eye Cloud Annihilation finally used it with all his might.

Ning Feizhou hadn't used this trick with all his might for many years. At this moment, Ning Feizhou didn't care that he might accidentally injure Qu Zhuoyuan. He just wanted to kill the Eight Bitter Monks under the sword.

Along with Ning Feizhou, there were also Zuo Lengfeng, Bian Zhanyun, Huang Kun and several other masters of the older generation of the Four Great Sword Sects.

Today, the humiliation of the Four Great Sword Sects can only be washed away by the blood of the Eight Bitter Monks.

If the Eight Bitter Monks were to fight hard against these four sword masters who were almost going crazy at this time, maybe they would really bleed.

It's a pity that the Eight Bitter Monks have already finished fighting. He didn't have the heart to fight anymore. At least this moment is gone.

The monk laughed, withdrew his hand, floated, dodged, and retreated.

This time, the monk of the Eight Bitters used the Shaolin Great Movement Method. When he retreated to the gate of the courtyard, the monk of the Eight Bitters still maintained the posture he had taken before. Suddenly, the monk of the Eight Sufferings became solemn and solemn, looking like a monk who had attained the Tao.

Facing the people of the Four Great Sword Gates, it became a bright sword in the hands of the people of the Six Gates.

On one side, Fusheng's face flushed. There was a look of gratitude in his eyes. Seeing Qu Zhuoyuan's collapsed right shoulder, Fusheng knew why the last target of the Eight Bitter Monks was not Yu Bufan, but Qu Zhuoyuan.

"Get out of the way!" the two elders shouted at the six doors at the same time.

"Bold!" the six doors at the gate of the courtyard shouted in unison. The swords in their hands were already raised.

In addition to Ning Feizhou, Zuo Lengfeng, Bian Zhanyun and Huang Kun, the people of the four major sword sects also raised their long swords. Zhang Zhongchun, Chen Yuqing, and Lan Feiling were holding long swords, half of their faces swollen, and they glared at the Eight Bitter Monks with extremely fierce eyes.

"Is the Four Swords Sect going to war with the Six Gates?" Zhu Wuji leisurely walked out of the courtyard and asked lightly. Next to Zhu Wuji, there is a trace of the wind with the same indifferent face.

"Today, my four great sword sects are going to seek justice from the Eight Bitter Masters!" Qu Zhuoyuan said hatefully. The dragon and tiger hand of the Eight Bitter Monks is very strange. Qu Zhuoyuan tried to pick up his shoulder on his own, but not only did he not succeed, but it made his right shoulder hurt even more. He had already scolded "bald donkey" dozens of times in his heart, but he never dared to shout these two words.

"What justice?" said Zhu Wuji lightly.

"My lords, Master Baku's unprovoked attack hurts people, and everyone is witnessed. Do you want to cover up?" Ning Feizhou asked coldly. No matter how good Ning Feizhou's cultivation is, it is impossible for him to endure this matter in his stomach like this.

"Master, the Four Great Sword Sects, like Shaolin, are all famous and decent. The master broke out and hurt people, and he hoped to wait for me to give an explanation. Tian Sanqi arched his hand to the Eight Bitter Monks and said. The shock in his heart was not gone.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that although the Eight Bitter Monks act grotesquely, they are extremely skilled. However, very few people have actually fought against it. When I saw it today, the three wonders of the sky knew that under the fame, there was no vain. In the shock, Tian Sanqi was also a little happy in his heart. If the Eight Bitter Monks also made a move against the Vientiane Gate, Tian Sanqi asked himself, the situation of the Vientiane Gate would not be much better than the situation of the Four Great Sword Gates.

In addition to rejoicing, Tian Sanqi also had some more questions in his heart.

Although the Eight Bitter Monks acted absurdly, it was never rumored in the rivers and lakes that this person had other notoriety. If it weren't for that, the Shaolin Temple would have already sent the monks down the mountain to subdue the demons. Today, the Eight Bitter Monks made it clear that they were going to be unable to get along with the Four Great Sword Gates, and Tian Sanqi had to think about it more.

With the same thoughts as Tian Sanqi, it is Xuan Zhenzi.

Since they are the same people, since Tian Sanqi has already spoken, Xuan Zhenzi naturally has to say a few words.

"Master, the bloody case has not been solved, and the suspect has not been taken, but the master has brazenly attacked the four major sword gates. Please also ask the master to clarify our doubts. Xuan Zhenzi arched his hand.

"Master of Eight Bitterness, today's matter, if the master can't give me a satisfactory explanation, the four major sword sects will definitely go to Shaolin to ask for understanding. Zuo Lengfeng said coldly.

The Eight Bitter Monk's right hand was raised suddenly, and the people of the four major sword sects were all startled, and they each defended with their swords.

The monk of the Eight Bitters withdrew the solemn treasure, stretched out his hand and scratched his head a few times, and said lazily: "It's just tickling." Afraid of what?"

As soon as these words came out, Fusheng laughed out loud, and hurriedly swallowed the rest of the laughter back into his stomach.

The faces of the people of the Four Great Sword Sects were even more ugly.

"Master of Eight Bitterness, is it true that with the support of Shaolin, you treat my four major sword sects as if they were nothing?" Bian Zhanyun shouted sharply.

"There is no plan, the monk has seen it, and the swords of these people have not been stained with blood for a long time. The monk said lazily.

"Oh, what does the master mean that there are no murderers among these people?" asked Zhu Wuji.

"Whether there is a murderer or not is a matter of six doors. The monk said.

"Since the master said that these people's swords have not been stained with blood for a long time, the Song family's bloody case, among these people, there should be no murderer. Thank you, Master, for helping me investigate the case through Six Doors. "Zhu Wuji bowed his hand to the Master of Eight Sufferings.

After that, Zhu Wuji's eyes swept Ning Feizhou and the others, and said: "You are all famous and decent people, and you will definitely repay your kindness." The master cleared your suspicions, and you should thank the master. ”

When Fusheng heard this, he almost laughed out loud again. Peeking at his son-in-law, Fusheng quickly shrank his head, and retracted the snickering back into his throat again.

"Let ...... go" The two elders of Kongtong shouted loudly in unison, and after seeing the eyes of Zhu Wuji, they forcibly held back the second half of their voices.

"Master Eight Bitters is really a good method. The adults are really good at it. My four major sword sects can be regarded as enlightened today. Ning Feizhou's complexion returned to normal and said coldly.

"If Master Eight Bitters only needs to look at the sword we are waiting for, he only needs to speak. Why do you want to hurt someone?" Wen Bing shouted in a deep voice. Among the three people who were knocked down, the disciple of his Diancang Sect flew the farthest, and his face was the most swollen.

"The Diancang Sect really wants to know why?" Feng Wuxian asked slowly as he stepped forward slightly.