Huaizhong took pity on Han Sanyang even more, so he said, "Brother, don't say that, you and I come at the same time, we have to retreat at the same time, when we are in danger, just when we are in trouble, how can I leave you alone?"

While talking, Huaizhong dealt with the old beggar's seven killers, the master made a move, and in the blink of an eye, it was three or five moves, so fast that the warriors next to him couldn't even tell which move was the seven killers and which move was the Diguang sword, and they were all scared, afraid of being stabbed by the Diguang sword, and afraid of being taken off by the seven killers. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In less than half a burnt of incense, more than 400 people, more than half of them have been killed or wounded, and more than 200 people fell to the ground, half of them were injured under Huaizhong's sword, and the other half were injured under the old beggar's seven killers.

Huaizhong shouted: "Old beggar, you were not my opponent in the first place, but you borrowed the internal strength of these innocent people to fight with me for so long, and if you continue to fight, I am afraid that when these people are all seriously injured and fall to the ground, it will be your time of death." ”

This is exactly what the poor immortal old beggar is worried about, and he can't help but think about his own safety. It's just that at this moment, if you want to retreat, it is really difficult, and he secretly shouted in his heart: "Rich Immortal Old Rich Man, my good friend, where are you, come and help me quickly;

Seeing that the wide sword in Huaizhong's hand was getting tighter and tighter, and the sword flower was held at the place, accompanied by the moonlight, which made the golden flowers in front of the old beggar's eyes bloom, and he was about to faint.

Huaizhong shouted: "Old beggar, if you descend now, I will spare your life!"

In the air, a crisp voice shouted: "The life of the old beggar is not spared by you!"

Immediately after, a figure fell in the air, falling in the middle of the old beggar and Huaizhong.

Huaizhong didn't know who this person was, and the outstretched Diguang Sword suddenly stopped in mid-air and stopped stabbing forward.

Huaizhong saw that this person had a bun on his head, his stature was not tall, and his appearance was quite delicate, he was an eleven or twelve-year-old Taoist boy, so he asked, "Who are you, were you sent by Lin Lingsu?"

This Taoist boy is sent by Lin Lingsu, he is one of Lin Lingsu's two personal Taoist children, named Qingfeng - there is another Taoist boy named Xinyin - Qingfeng was ordered by Lin Lingsu to come to help the old beggar.

I only heard Qingfeng say softly: "You don't care who I am. Then, ignoring Huaizhong and Han Sanlang, he directly left his back with the two of them, and spoke to the poor immortal old beggar: "My master asked me to ask you, if there is an enemy floating on the sea, why don't you report it to his old man, but take the initiative to intercept it?

"This—" The poor fairy old beggar's face was red and white, and he didn't know how to answer.

Qingfeng said again: "My master, his old man, also asked me to ask you, a few days ago, he requisitioned the land of fishermen's houses to build a bunker, and the master repeatedly told him to be kind to talk to each other, and not to use force, why did you kill the lives of Han Saburo's family of thirteen in a row?"

"This-" The poor immortal old beggar was really speechless, although Lin Lingsu was ambitious, wanted to be majestic in the world, and wanted to make a name for himself in the heavenly realm, but he was not a cruel and murderous person, and he was still merciful to ordinary people, so before building various fortifications on Flame Island in the South China Sea to prevent Han Jiangliu and others, he had repeatedly told his subordinates not to be rude to the common people.

However, some of his subordinates often did not listen to him, and killed and drove away at will, which caused the people on the whole island to die or flee, and there were basically no aborigines.

Qingfeng said to the poor fairy old beggar, "What is this, that? Master is very dissatisfied with what you have done, and if you do not sincerely repent, Master will definitely punish you." ”

The poor immortal old beggar shook the young Qingfeng to the ground and said, "In this matter, I also hope that Qingfeng will help him say more good things in front of Lin Daochang, and everything I do is for the sake of his old man!"

Qingfeng said: "If it weren't for your sincere efforts for his old man, Master would have come to take your life a long time ago." ”

The poor old beggar said, "Yes, I will definitely do my best in the future." ”

Qingfeng said: "Now is not the time to talk about this, you step down first, let me meet this Huaizhong, this leopard head Lin Chong's disciple!"

The poor immortal old beggar took the more than 100 poor warriors under his command to the side, and gave up the spacious open space to the little Taoist Qingfeng.

Qingfeng stood opposite Huaizhong and Han Saburo.

Qingfeng asked: "I think you are just a disciple of Lin Chong, the head of the 800,000 forbidden army in Tokyo, and now that Lin Chong has gone to Liangshan and is openly an enemy of the imperial court, do you also want to follow your example and pull the flag to rebel?"

Huaizhong said: "Following Han Jiang Liu Gongzi and saving Princess Linglong is out of the justice of the world, and Princess Linglong is the beloved daughter of His Majesty the Emperor, how can you say that she is rebelling?"

Qingfeng smiled indifferently: "The person who dares to confront Lin Lingsu is a traitor who rebels!"

Unlike the imposing Jiguang Divine Sword, this small sword is only more than a foot long, and when held in the hand, it is inconspicuous, and it seems to be a toy for children.

Han Saburo looked at the small sword and didn't understand Qingfeng's intentions, but Huaizhong knew in his heart that anyone who used strange weapons must have strange weapons on them, either poisonous or hidden weapons, otherwise they would use weapons to summon spells.

Huai Zhong expected to be right, I saw Qingfeng gently raise the small sword in his right hand, the small sword separated from it, became two strands, between the two sword forks, a wisp of light smoke came out, and there was a human figure floating in this light smoke, wearing a Taoist scarf, wearing a Taoist scarf, wearing a Taoist priest, sitting in the green smoke, with a kind eyebrow and kind eyes.

Qingfeng said: "Huaizhong, you come to pick up Qingfeng's Taoist priest to go down the mountain." ”

This Taoist priest's method of going down the mountain was passed on to Qingfeng by Lin Lingsu. Qingfeng is still young and his cultivation is limited, so Lin Lingsu passed on his quick spell in order to let the little Taoist boy he trusted the most help him.

Huaizhong saw: In the green smoke, the kind old Taoist suddenly opened his two eyes, and a fine light shot out of each eye, which was originally a virtual thing in the void, and after shooting out of the eyes, it turned from virtual to real, and from solid to profitable, and it quickly condensed into two small swords, two small swords, respectively to Huaizhong and Han Sanlang's throats.

Huaizhong saw that the small sword attacked the two of them respectively, so he flashed his body, and then used the Diguang sword to protect Han Sanlang, only to hear the sound of "ding", the Diguang sword will shoot at Han Sanlang's small sword block, this small sword fell on the ground stone, and in an instant, it drilled into the stone crack and disappeared.

And the small sword that had been shot at him shot into the air and ran behind him.

This kind of Taoist sword down the mountain, is not an entity, but a virtual essence, must meet the real thing to be able to get the wish, a shot into the air, the sword does not land, but in the air turned a corner, re-attack to the back of Huaizhong.

Han Saburo happened to turn around and saw the sword attacking Huaizhong again, he couldn't help but be shocked and shouted, "Engong be careful." Pulling Huaizhong and bending down.

Huaizhong bent down, and at the same time stabbed Xiaodao Tong Qingfeng's wrist with the Diguang sword.

At the same time, the small sword behind it shot into the air again and returned to the side of the little Daotong.

Xiao Daotong waved his hand to avoid the thorn in Huaizhong, and took advantage of the situation to let the illusory old Taoist in the green smoke gently wave his hand and take the small sword into his arms.

Xiao Daotong is not good at giving up, reciting the mantra again, on the small sword in his hand, in the green smoke, the illusory old Taoist head, eyes, ears, mouth and nose, among the seven orifices, respectively, revealed a small sword, the sword is divided into seven colors, this time do not attack Han Sanlang, but specifically to Huaizhong.

The seven little swords, all of which have the ability to go and come back, will never give up if they don't hit the target.

In this way, the power of these seven small swords is far greater than the hundreds of bamboo arrows fired from the previous pillboxes;

These seven small swords are different, if they miss a blow, they can continue to counterattack when they come back, and the cycle repeats, called seven, but in fact there are seventy, or even seven hundred.

Huaizhong waved a wide sword, swung it around, surrounded himself, and kept an eye on Han Saburo from time to time to prevent him from being attacked suddenly.

Han Saburo saw that he was not in danger for the time being, so he was more concerned about the safety of Huaizhong, and wanted to stretch out his arms to block the sword for Huaizhong, stretched out his hand several times, and retracted his hand, a pair of meat arms, no matter what, it was not the opponent of the seven small swords.

Han Saburo hurriedly said: "Engong, why don't we retreat to the sea." His words were futile and had no effect. You must know that Huaizhong really feels like he's in a hurry now.

At this moment, there was a sound of carving in the air.

Huaizhong heard clearly, this was the golden scale carving of Zhou Kang's third brother, and when he looked up, he saw that it was indeed Zhou Kang who came with the golden scale carving.

Zhou Kang hovered in the sky and shouted loudly: "Second brother, eldest brother is not worried about you, so I am specially ordered to help you." ”

Huaizhong said: "Third brother, I'm fine, you take Han Jiangliu to go first!"

Zhou Kang said, "Okay, second brother." He ordered the Golden Scale Eagle to swoop downward, rushed to Han Saburo's side, and shouted, "Brother, you come with me!" stretched out his hand and pulled Han Saburo.

Han Saburo took advantage of the situation and wanted to step on the back of the carving.

When the little Taoist boy saw it, he said, "None of you can go!" The mind intensified, and the green smoke on the sword became more colorful, and the illusory old Taoist priest in the green smoke changed from kind eyebrows to hideous face, quite afraid of people.

Everyone saw that the fontanelle above the old Taoist priest's head rushed open, and a flying snake rushed out from inside.

The snake was not originally able to fly, but this snake had a pair of fleshy wings on its body, and it swirled back and forth in the air, like a dragon.

The flying snake circled the golden scale eagle and never left, so that the golden scale eagle would not fly away.

The golden scale eagle has eyes like torches, staring at the flying snake, and pecking with its beak from time to time, but the left peck is not hit, the right peck is not hit, only anxious to scream again and again, the wings are fanned tightly, driving the sand not far away to fly. (To be continued.) )