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The four Buddha trumpets fell, followed by the four figures rolling in the wild sand.

Jiang Feng had already tightened his grip on the sword, just because although each of these four great monks was not as strong as the iron shoulder, the combined strength of the four of them was far more terrifying than the iron shoulder.

But the next moment, Jiang Feng suddenly flashed a trace of surprise on his face. Not only that, but on the faces of Chu Liuxiang and the others, a trace of surprise also flashed.

It's just because the four great monks seem to come straight to the river wind, but in fact, after walking nearby, they wiped it gently, and in the blink of an eye, they have arrived in front of the iron shoulder at the same time.

The four big sleeves are covered like flowing clouds, and it can be seen that each of these four great monks is no longer under the iron shoulders of Shaolin's Shaolin Breaking Skills. Even if he fought alone, the iron shoulder, which had already been injured by Jiang Feng at this time, might not be able to defeat any of them.

Moreover, the four of them shot together, and their angles, timing, and strength were all just right, sealing the retreat in all directions around the iron shoulder.

There was a loud "boom".

Seeing that there was no hope of survival, Iron Shoulder mustered up all his internal strength and desperately threw out a palm towards an old monk in white in front of him.

"Such a terrible internal force, these four people are none other than the five Arhats who rebelled out of Shaolin back then. These five Arhats were originally brothers-in-law, and at the same time cut their hair and became monks, and threw themselves into Shaolin, and now there are only four people left, just because the eldest brother Wulong Arhat is dead.

When they were young, they were already roaming the rivers and lakes, killing people without counting, and they were called the five evil beasts of "dragon, tiger, lion, elephant, and leopard," and everyone's hands were covered with blood.

However, put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the ground, the notorious five evil beasts have since become the five Arhats of Shaolin Temple, with no dragons, no tigers, no lions, no elephants, no leopards, only a piece of Buddha's heart.

Wulong has the identity of a Dharma protector elder, but for some reason, he suddenly got drunk, overturned the candlestick, and almost burned the center of Shaolin to the ground. Under the anger of the abbot of the head, in addition to punishing him for facing the wall for ten years, he also scolded him with twenty precepts, no dragon was humiliated, died with hatred, and his hands and feet were connected, and the Buddha's hearts of the remaining four Arhats were all turned into murderous machines, and he did not hesitate to violate the rules of heaven to assassinate the master.

The people in the rivers and lakes only knew that they had not succeeded in the assassination, but no one knew their life and death, and no one knew how the Heavenly Dragon Arhat, who had already changed his mind, could suddenly get drunk?

And today, the four of them suddenly appeared here and joined forces to assassinate Iron Shoulder, although it was in line with the reason of the four people's desire for revenge. But this timing is a bit too mysterious and coincidental!"

Chu Liuxiang's thoughts were only fleeting, and he had no intention of stopping them. Because the four Arhats' actions were too fast, and their skills were too high.

One moment was stunned, and the next moment, Iron Shoulder had already spit out a mouthful of blood again. The whole person stood in place, staring at the white-clothed monk tightly, motionless.

"Amitabha,...... Master Iron Shoulder's Dharma is profound, and today he has attained the right fruit, and he will go to the Western Elysium, good, good!"

At this time, Mu Daoren was far away from Jiang Feng, and said: "Jiang Shaoxia, the Wudang faction had no intention of being an enemy of Jiang Shaoxia, all of this was the result of the Blue Dragon Society's mastermind behind the scenes. If Jiang Shaoxia is willing, the Wudang faction is willing to work with Jiang Shaoxia to deal with the Blue Dragon Society, how about it?"

However, Jiang Feng just held the knife in his hand tightly, firmly locked the qi machine on the Mu Dao people and the four arhats, and said in a cold voice: "The Blue Dragon Society...... However, Mu Daoren, do you think that Jiang Feng has always been a person who does not hold grudges?"

"How about I tell Jiang Shaoxia a message in exchange for Jiang Shaoxia's friendship?"

"Say it, I'll see what it's worth!"

"I'm afraid that the two palace masters of Invite Yue and Lianxing will not be able to easily return to the Shifting Flower Palace, it is said that the Blue Dragon Society wants to capture the two of them alive and use them to threaten you!"

"Threaten me, what do I have to threaten, is it possible, is it that the Qinglong Society wants to get this small building and listen to the spring rain overnight?"

Mu Daoren just shook his head, and then continued to speak: "For the sake of the Mirror Lord, for the Blue Dragon Society, there is nothing more terrifying than an unknown master. From the moment the mirror master stepped into the rivers and lakes, his past was all a mystery, a mystery that no one knew.

And do you know that this time, who did the Blue Dragon Society invite to help?"

Jiang Feng barely thought about it at this time and said, "Tell me who and where to do it, and then, you can go!"

"Bone Poison Sword, Yan Thirteen!"

As soon as the name Yan Shisan came out, even Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but be moved.

is the same peerless swordsman as Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan, but he is completely different from Xie Xiaofeng. They are both dedicated to martial arts and obsessed with swords, but the two have very different encounters, when the third young master has become famous all over the world, Yan Shisan is still just a prodigal son who escapes from the white blade and kills people in the red dust. Therefore, the third young master will only draw his sword for the common people in the world, while Yan Thirteen will only draw his sword for himself, for survival, and for the sake of the sword.

But in any case, there is absolutely no denying one thing, that is, he Yan Shisan, is really a contemporary peerless swordsman no less than Xie Xiaofeng.

"Who is Yan Thirteen?"

If there is a person in the world who is famous and shocking, but knows nothing about Yan Shisan, it must be Jiang Feng.

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose and said with a little embarrassment: "Yan Shisan is a killer, and it can also be said that he is the most expensive and terrifying killer in the world. It is said that his swordsmanship can already compete with Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa who has just left, and the forty-seven masters he killed in his life are all first-class masters in the world. ”

Jiang Feng nodded, turned his head, and asked the wooden man, "Do you know where they are now?"

"It's never easy to move Yan Thirteen, besides, Yan Thirteen is only interested in the top swordsman. If it weren't for the fact that the chips offered by the Qinglong Club were too high, I was afraid that Yan Thirteen would not be moved, if it was not bad as I expected, they should have dragged Ying Yue and Lianxing in Jingzhou and waited for Yan Thirteen to make a move. ”

Jiang Feng nodded, and suddenly said, "Mrs. Qiu, you should also come out to meet the four of them, and as for me, I have to say goodbye to you!"

A black figure slowly walked out, and at this moment, even the eyes of the Mu Dao people and the four great monks couldn't help but turn to each other. What's more, is it Zamuhe and Chu Liuxiang?

Qiu Lingsu looked at the four of them, and said softly: "Thank you for everything you have done for me, but unfortunately, I can't repay you anymore......"

As soon as her voice fell, the corners of her mouth were already showing a hint of red.

"No!"

The four of Zamuhe, who rushed to Qiu Lingsu's side like the wind, only had time to hear Qiu Lingsu's last words: "Don't lift my veil and burn me!"

Her hand had lost any strength after she had finished speaking, and a letter and a blood-stained dagger had fallen to the ground. (To be continued.) )