readx;? Seeing that Quan Zhen Qizi and Ouyang Feng of Western Poison were still a little unwilling to stop, Hong Qigong shouted: "I always want to sleep, and whoever moves his hands and feet again will not be able to get along with me." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Until tomorrow night, you will make a mess, and no one will help you. Ma Yu, you gang of miscellaneous hairs have sat down for me to practice kung fu, and the internal strength is so strong that one point is one point, and it is better to hold Buddha feet temporarily than not to hold it. ”

Ouyang Feng was jealous of him, secretly thinking that if he joined forces with the Quanzhen Princes, it would be difficult to resist the enemy, and immediately said: "Old Brother, Brother Yao and my brother and son have formed a bond with the Quanzhen Sect. The nine-fingered beggar is like a mountain, give you face today, and you will have no one to help you tomorrow. ”

Hong Qigong secretly laughed: "This old poison thinks of someone to me, and I am actually afraid that I will join forces with the Quanzhen Sect." So he said loudly: "It's more fragrant than you to talk if you always call a fart, if you don't help, you won't help, can you win?"

At this time, it was not early, Hong Qigong looked at the overlapping clouds in the sky, and said: "This cloud is not strange, I am afraid that it will change the sky!"

Seeing the water on the lake again, he took a few breaths hard, shook his head and said, "I'm so depressed!" He turned to Huang Yaoshi and said, "Brother Yao, can you borrow your daughter to beat my legs?"

Huang Yaoshi smiled slightly. Huang Rong walked over and sat beside Hong Qigong and gently pounded on his legs. Hong Qigong sighed: "Alas, these old bones have never enjoyed such blessings!"

Ke Zhenwei leaned against a willow tree by the water's edge, and his dull eyes stared at Huang Yaoshi firmly. He replaced his eyes with his ears, and Huang Yaoshi walked around the lake, and when he reached the east, he turned his head and followed the east, and when he went to the west, he followed the west. Huang Yaoshi didn't pay attention to it, and there was a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth. The six sons of Quan Zhen and Yin Zhiping each sat cross-legged on the ground, still forming a Tiangang Beidou array, lowering their eyebrows and working quietly.

Zhao Fei looked left and right, and suddenly felt that his sense of existence was too low, and sighed: "These people are really, they actually ignore the future martial arts supreme, and that Hong Qigong actually asked Rong'er to beat his legs, if he wasn't an old-timer, I would have beaten him a long time ago." ”

There was a sudden thunderbolt in the air. Everyone looked up together, only to see that the dark clouds covered half of the sky, and they saw that the thunderstorm was coming. At this time, only the sound of drums and music could be heard, seven or eight big boats rowed in the lake, red lights were hung on the boats, and the bow of the ship was erected with a hard sign of "quiet" and "avoidance", and the style of an official eunuch was heard.

When the ship docked on the shore, twenty or thirty people came, including Peng Lianhu, Sha Tongtian and others. The last one to go ashore was tall and one short, the tall one was Wanyan Honglie, the king of the Dajin Kingdom, and the short one was Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang. It seems that Wanyan Honglie has Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren coming out, and this competition is undefeated, and he actually went down to Jiangnan in person.

At this time, Ouyang Feng was already with Wanyan Honglie and the others, and they discussed in a low voice. After a while, Ouyang Feng walked up to Hong Qigong and said, "Seventh brother, you won't help each other in the competition, but you said it yourself?"

Hong Qigong's face was full of displeasure, and he thought, "I fell for this thief." After thinking about it, he had to reply, "What will not be waited, I mean August 15." ”

Ouyang Feng said: "That's it. Brother Yao, the Quanzhen Sect and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan are looking for your bad luck, you are the sect master of a generation, and you have lost your identity by doing something with these people, how about you just sit back and watch when your brother sends you away?"

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Guo Jing and did not respond.

Zhao Fei saw the situation of the two sides: if Hong Qigong didn't make a move, the Quanzhen Princes would inevitably be poisoned by Ouyang Feng, and the Quanzhen Sect would inevitably be destroyed; if Guo Jing helped guard the "Tianxuan", the Beidou Formation would not be broken, and Ouyang Feng would have no choice, and he didn't know what Guo Jing planned.

Ouyang Feng saw that he looked indifferent, did not answer his question, and thought that the opportunity was fleeting, so he let out a long roar and shouted, "Everyone do it, what are you waiting for?"

Hong Qigong said angrily: "Are you talking about people or fart?"

Ouyang Feng pointed to the sky and said with a smile: "The time has passed early, and now it is the early morning of August 15." ”

Hong Qigong raised his head, only to see that the moon was slightly westward, half of it was covered by dark clouds, and it was indeed the end of the child. Ouyang Feng's snake staff pointed, and suddenly attacked Qiu Chuji's chest. Seeing the current enemy, Peng Lianhu was watching from the sidelines, thinking that as long as he was careless today, he would inevitably be defeated, and he was in good spirits at the moment, and he went all out to deal with Ouyang Feng, only to fight a few times, and the six of them couldn't help but secretly complain.

At this time, the West Poison deliberately wanted to act in front of everyone, and all it used was a fierce killer, especially the two poisonous snakes on the snake staff stretched or contracted, and swallowed the leaves, which was even more unguardable. Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi and others have stabbed several times, but where can they be stabbed?

Huang Rong looked at Guo Jing there, and then at Zhao Fei, and motioned for him to make a move, but Zhao Fei didn't plan to help, this kind of thankless and dangerous thing is better to do less. can let Guo Jing go.

Zhao Fei had an idea and said: "Brother Guo, what are you shouting about revenge all day long, hmph, now that the enemy who killed his father has arrived, he won't be afraid." ”

Guo Jing was reminded by his words, and thought: "It's not too late to kill the golden dog first, and then find Huang Yaoshi." He pulled out his dagger and went straight to Wanyan Honglie. Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu grabbed it at the same time and blocked in front of Wanyan Honglie.

Guo Jing has already changed from what it used to be, he stabbed his dagger with his wrist, and Peng Lianhu raised the judge's double pen to seal the frame, and as soon as the sound of the ring, Peng Lianhu couldn't parry it, and retreated again and again. Guo Jing has already robbed the two. Sha Tongtian's "shape-shifting" technique did not block him, and he hurriedly chased after him.

The Master of Wisdom and Liang Ziweng each raised their blades to intercept in front. Guo Jing flashed the two penetrating nails sent by Liang Ziweng, and attacked with one palm, Liang Ziweng saw that the momentum was fierce, and hurriedly rolled on the ground to dodge. The Master Lingzhi was hypertrophied and incapacitated, and thought that if he dodged away, the enemy would have rushed to the front of Zhao Wangye, and immediately raised the double cymbals to block his move, but when he heard two loud noises, the double cymbals were shocked into the air by the palm force, and Guo Jing's palm wind was split head-on.

The Master of Lingzhi relied on his profound palms and poisonous hands, so he immediately slapped his palms, and Dou Jue's chest was suffocated, his arms were sore, his palms hung down softly, and the joints on his wrists had been shaken off. His mind was a mess and he froze. If Guo Jing took advantage of the situation to make up for it at this time, he would immediately take the life of this Tibetan monk, but he was determined to kill Yan Honglie, let alone take a second look at the Venerable Master Lingzhi.

Two large bronze cymbals fell from the sky with yellow light shining one after another. When the sound, the first copper cymbal was on the top of the head of the spiritual master, fortunately it fell flat, otherwise the edge of the cymbal was as sharp as a knife, and it was bound to split the bald head of the Tibetan monk into two, followed by another sound, this time it was even louder, but the second copper cymbal fell, the two cymbals hit each other, the sound was endless, and it was teleported far away from the lake.

Wanyan Honglie saw that Guo Jingzu had passed four masters without stopping, and suddenly grabbed the front of him, and couldn't help but be horrified, shouting: "Ahhhhh

Guo Jing rushed with his sword, only chased a few steps, the yellow shadow flashed in front of him, and his palms were slapped from the oblique stab. He dodged sideways, the short sword stabbed out, and the internal strength of the person who came was deep, but Guo Jing's body was shaken by the palm of the hand, and he hurriedly stepped forward, and saw that the enemy was Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang.