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It's not because of this person's wild words, but because this person is Master Zhiyuan, who is ranked second among the nine masters of martial arts in the Central Plains, the head of the Shaolin Temple today, and has become a madman in the eyes of everyone, so no one can underestimate Master Zhiyuan's martial arts strength, so everyone is underestimating in their hearts: "He's not crazy!" "He's really crazy!" "Is he crazy?" and Xiao Qingfeng and the old man of Longmen had a clear shone in their eyes, but they dimmed in an instant.

Zhicheng, Master Zhifang, Wuyan and other Shaolin Temple people were overjoyed, and stepped forward, saying, "Abbot!" "Senior Brother in charge!" "The abbot is back!" Yun Zhongge and Master Wuwu looked at each other in amazement, and Fu immediately nodded and smiled at Master Zhiyuan. But Zhao Desheng of the beggar gang couldn't hide the confusion in his heart, looked at Master Zhiyuan, who was still wearing a yellow and red robe, and blurted out: "What the hell is going on, is the master crazy or not?"

Yun Zhongge and Tian Buping glared at Zhao Desheng angrily at the same time, Tian Zhongzhengjian's face was gloomy, and he said in his heart: Could it be that Zhiyuan was fake crazy last night!

Master Zhiyuan didn't seem to hear what everyone said, and even ignored the people of Shaolin Temple, strode in front of an Oriental warrior, his tall body bent down slightly, and grinned, the Oriental warrior was already low, only to feel that a big mountain suddenly pressed down, covering the light of the sun, and immediately frowned and shouted: "Old bald donkey, what to do!"

The Central Plains heroes couldn't help but be furious in their hearts, after all, Master Zhiyuan was the leader of the Central Plains martial arts today. Unexpectedly, Master Zhiyuan smiled even more happily, suddenly straightened up and looked at the white clouds rolling in the sky, stuffed the index finger of his right hand into his mouth like a child, and said to himself: "Old bald donkey, who is the old bald donkey?" Suddenly he lowered his head again, pointed to the crescent-shaped Oriental samurai hairstyle on the samurai's head, and said with a grin: "Oh, I see! You are a little bald donkey!"

When everyone saw Master Zhiyuan stuffing his index finger into his mouth, their hearts suddenly cooled half, and when they heard Master Zhiyuan say this, they immediately couldn't help but smile, but they didn't understand whether Master Zhiyuan was crazy or not.

Everyone laughed, but the warrior's face was even more gloomy, and he immediately shouted angrily: "Eight Ge Yalu!" With his right hand, he swung his knife and slashed Master Zhiyuan, and Tanaka Zhengjian secretly said in his heart at this time: "It's not good! Master Zhiyuan slapped his palm straight to the right shoulder of the warrior, and said at the same time: "I like to fight! I like to fight!" haha...... Haha......"

With a click, the samurai's knife had not yet swung three inches, and his right shoulder was already broken, and the blood was pouring out, and the whole person was already crying like a pig and paralyzing.

Seeing this, the three samurai on the side still didn't know what to do, shouting and waving their swords at Master Zhiyuan, Fukuda and Tanaka Masakin shouted almost at the same time: "Stand down!" But Master Zhiyuan's movements seemed to be faster, both palms waved at the same time, and three bangs sounded, and the three samurai actually fell to the ground with verbal blood, and the four words that accompanied him at the same time were finished after the three samurai fell to the ground: "I like to fight!"

No matter what their thoughts were, the Central Plains heroes only felt extremely happy at the moment. And after saying the four words, Master Zhiyuan still smiled, and saw Tanaka Massaken and other Oriental samurai looking at him with fierce eyes, he was stunned, scratched his head, and suddenly pointed to the river, and said, "Killed! Killed!" The figure shook and swept straight to the shore.

Everyone looked back at the river, but saw that in the autumn wind, the two painting boats on the rolling river were rushing one after the other. A flock of eagles hovered over the painting boat in front of them, and from time to time they swooped down and pounced on a few people on the painting boat, the top of the painting boat had been torn to pieces, and several people on the painting boat were in a hurry with their weapons, as if they could do nothing about the flying eagle. On the bow of the painting boat behind was a few people standing with their hands in their hands.

There was already a smell of blood wafting above the river, and everyone hurried to the shore, and at the feet of Master Zhiyuan on the shore, a bleeding corpse in the water waves had jumped into everyone's eyes.

Just when everyone was guessing who the corpse was, but when they heard the sound of the river plopping, everyone looked up quickly, but saw a person on the painting boat in front of them falling into the river in a hurry, the river and the blood water turned into one in an instant, and an eagle rose from the painting boat in front of it, but when it flew to a height of five feet, a white light on the painting boat rose sharply, and in the blink of an eye, the eagle fell into the river with a sad roar.

Suddenly, the group of eagles screamed one after another, and they fiercely waited for an opportunity to pounce on a few people on the painting boat. It's just that this time everyone heard it clearly, and the beggar helped Tian Buping to say: "This is clearly the cry of an owl!" Everyone also nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes!" Someone exclaimed: "Such a big owl!?"

The song in the clouds has already said in a deep voice: "Thousands of miles of thunder, one day up!"

Tanaka Masaken and Yan Batian's hands holding the Muramasa Demon Sword suddenly trembled, and the owl's cry was already close to their ears.

But seeing that the painting boat that was destroyed beyond recognition by more than a dozen flying tmall-headed eagles couldn't wait to anchor on the shore in the panic, and before the painting boat completely stopped, the group on the painting boat had already landed on the shore with their own light skills, and the heroic young man in a purple brocade robe who landed first was Zhao Hongyun, the leader of the Earthquake Gang, and then followed by the two elders of Changbai, Feng Wuji, Ji Changshan and Wang Muzhi of the Nanjing branch of the Earthquake Gang.

As soon as he landed, Zhao Hongyun smiled and hurriedly covered his embarrassment, and said: "Today's Egret Continent is really a gathering of heroes, Yun Daxia is not harmed, don't come to harm......" and greeted the people of various factions one by one, but when Zhao Hongyun saw the old man of Longmen and Yan Batian, the smile on his face seemed slightly stiff, and only finally did he see Master Zhiyuan, who was looking at the owl flying in the air with his back on his back at this time, so he hugged his fists and said: "The junior Zhao Hongyun has seen the abbot master!"

At this moment, a desolate and majestic erhu sound sounded, and in the blink of an eye, the owl in the sky flew away and disappeared.

Master Zhiyuan turned a deaf ear, but said to himself: "Hehe, hehe, it's gone, it's gone, it's all gone!"

Zhao Hongyun looked at Master Zhicheng in surprise, and Master Zhicheng sighed gloomily and waved his hand at Zhao Hongyun and shook his head.

The painting boat that followed behind also came to the shore at this time, but saw that the three of them landed steadily in front of everyone without moving their feet and shoulders, and the person at the head was like snow eyebrows and ink holding an erhu, it was Li Benlei, followed by the top killers in the rivers and lakes, the fourth and third, 'Lonely Boat Fishing' Hua Wuye and 'Thousand Miles of Warbler Crying' Li Bingyu.

But seeing Li Benlei and the three of them landing, Zhao Hongyun's eyes turned around, as if he didn't know Li Benlei and Hua Wuye, so he said angrily to Li Bingyu: "'Thousand miles of warblers' Li Bingyu, the Heaven-Shaking Gang didn't offend you, why did you go all the way to kill the disciples of this gang!"