Master Daoming was stunned for a moment, and Qi Wei asked, "What is the identity of the donor, and what sect is he from?"

Huangfu Yan threw down Du Xiaosi, who had fainted, looked at the old monk, and said with a smile: "This master doesn't need to know, since the master is an outsider, don't fall into the whirlpool of snatching the secret book, lest disaster fall from the sky and the ancient temple will be bloody......"

Daoming's eyes shrank and he called out the Buddha's name.

At this point, a soft exclamation suddenly came from behind the eagle master.

This voice came from the mouth of a gray-robed man, and the big man was shocked, and immediately reached out and grabbed the eagle master who wanted to get up and talk, and whispered a few times in his ear.

The Eagle Lord looked at the emperor in surprise, and sat there silently, without speaking.

The rest of the masters were already indignant and eager to try, and no one noticed the actions of the two.

Cui Baiquan was unhappy when he heard about Lian Youran's name, and at this time, seeing that Huangfu was so young, he immediately shouted: "Junior's arrogant tone!"

"Does this 'Golden Abacus' senior know that Murong Boshang is still alive?" said Huangfu Yan with a playful expression.

Cui Baiquan screamed like a flower cat whose tail had been stamped, jumped up, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... You ......"

Everyone was stunned.

Ke Baisui's face changed, and he shot out a fierce light, staring at the emperor's death.

Huangfu didn't let it go at all, the light in his eyes was violent, like two sharp arrows piercing into Ke Baisui's eyes, and his spiritual momentum pressed away.

Ke Baisui's heart trembled, and he almost wanted to close his eyes and hang his head. But in front of the public, I can't leave it behind.

This is the emperor's shallow taste of spiritual power, and the effect is very good.

The crowd could not see the mystery. I just felt that the head of the Barberry Sect was really a bit exaggerated, and just by being glared at by this young man, he became like a shrunken mouse.

Soul chasing whip Guo Yanzhi stood on the side, feeling like a mang on his back, although he didn't know how the master was like this, but he also knew that he couldn't get rid of the emperor's death, and immediately burst into applause. Assault with a whip.

A soft whip like a spiritual snake roared, and under the infusion of internal strength, it was like an indestructible long sword aimed directly at the chest of Huangfu Yan.

The side of the emperor's body. Dodge a hit.

The soft whip fell to the ground with a thunderclap sound, leaving a deep mark on the bluestone floor.

The group nodded secretly. The Soul Chasing Whip really lives up to its name.

Unexpectedly, it is not waiting for the transformation of the move of the Yan. The Emperor Fu stretched out his hand and tightly locked the long whip back.

Guo Yanzhi didn't know how he could handle the timing so accurately, and he was about to pull out the soft whip immediately, but he wasted a lot of strength, and he didn't see half of the movement, and his face was red.

Ke Baisui woke up suddenly, and when he saw that his lover was deflated, he immediately used a trick of the Yum God Whip. Wrapped around the neck of the emperor.

The martial arts of the master and apprentice are not first-class masters, but. Its whip method is soft and rigid, ingenious and powerful, and it is a must.

Huangfu Yan saw it, and once again took advantage of Ke Baisui's move to inherit it, and snatched his soft whip. With a smile on his face, he put the two soft whips on it with five fingers, touching the edges and corners everywhere, and making various clear sounds when he landed. Soon, he saw that the whip was broken alive.

The heroes were silent for a while, and the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife master and apprentice, who were already eager to try, broke out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, a short and fat red-robed monk sitting in the corner spoke: "The old man's name is 'Great Joy', and he has practiced Tantric supreme Dafa since he was a child. I really admire the sword of respecting the right talent...... But because of this, the old man has to ask for advice!"

The heroes couldn't help but look sideways, this person called himself "Da Huanxi", and he was a distinguished guest of Haichong Temple.

Daoming wanted to speak and stopped, this monk Panhuan Temple has been in the temple for almost half a year, and the knowledge above Buddhism is indeed wonderful, and the two get along well. Yesterday, when he heard about the secret record of Qiankun, he shouted that he wanted to come and see it, but he was embarrassed to refuse, but he was also a restless master.

When Huang Fu heard the word "joy", he knew that he had a lot to do with Jueyu.

The fact is not much different, that Jueyu's joy Zen Gong was taken from the temple where this person is located, this "great joy" is naturally chasing all the way, but unfortunately once he arrived in Jiangnan, there was no whereabouts of Jueyu, and then Panhuan Haiyong Temple secretly investigated. A few days ago, he heard everyone mention a red-robed monk, which immediately made him think of Jueyu. This time he made a move, just to curry favor with the heroes, and wanted to join this Treasure Raider Corps.

But in the end, he is a famous person, and his performance is still polite.

The emperor stood with his sword in his hand, and said in response: "Master teach me!" as he spoke, his eyes staring at each other, not daring to take a moment.

"Da Huanxi" nodded slightly, his short and fat body suddenly stepped forward, and his palms were raised, splitting out two strong winds.

Huangfu Yan laughed and greeted him with both hands.

The two palms split by the "Great Joy" after decades of refining internal force touched a pair of fleshy palms of the emperor's death, and suddenly it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no sound, and the souls of the dead could not help it. shouted: "Not good!" He spread his palm, stretched out his hand and pulled out a handful of iron forged Buddha door shovels from behind his back, and flew away!

Huangfu didn't dare to hold it up, and the Qingluan sword rose in the air and came out in response to the situation. The left palm suddenly, the robe sleeve with the wind, stretched out two fingers, a "finishing touch", and went to the "Great Joy" face door.

"Da Huanxi" swayed slightly, avoiding the fingers of the emperor's death, and the sound of the wind had been carried by the convenient shovel of the Buddhist gate, and it was suddenly coming.

Huangfu pointed his toes on the ground, and when he turned around to avoid it, his right arm was handed forward, the blue light of the tip of the sword flashed, and a move "jade belt around the waist" circled out.

"Da Huanxi" hurriedly lifted the shovel and teased it, but he knew that the emperor's sword was halfway through, and suddenly changed direction, like up and down, like left and right. "Da Huanxi" was in a hurry for a while, and he was forced to retreat again and again. After blocking a few moves, his palms were already sweating. tossed and turned, and fought more than ten moves, and his hands and feet were cold.

"Qiang!" continued to sound, and the muddy iron shovel of "Great Joy" met the Qingluan Sword, and almost flew away, and couldn't help but retreat in shock.

Soon, "Da Huanxi" roared angrily, untied the robe on his chest, raised his hands quickly, and several golden cymbals flew in the air, carrying a whistling sound, staggered and horizontal, and shot towards the emperor's death.

The space in the heart of the tower is not large, and these cymbals have completely sealed the empty door of the emperor's death, no matter where he dodges, he will encounter the flying cymbals flying in the air.

Each of these bronze cymbals was extremely heavy and staggeringly powerful. The heroes all smacked their tongues secretly and looked sideways. I thought: "This young man has great skills, and he can't avoid ......... even if he is afraid" For a while, they were secretly wary of this monk.

Seeing that the flying cymbals were about to fall on Huangfu's body, "Da Huanxi" had already "haha" raised his head and laughed wildly, thinking: "This time I am not a famous epicenter, everyone bows down and obeys orders, not to mention that the thief who stole Huanxi Zen Gong is captured, even the secret record of Qiankun is also promising." ”

It's just that before he could finish his thoughts, he saw a light in front of him, and a few wisps of fingers hit silently, covering thirty-six points all over his body. Almost at the same time, the flying cymbals that were sent out earlier were also slashed to the top of the tower by the opponent's volleyed palm force. "Dangdang dang ......" several sounds, and it was actually embedded in a horizontal row on the top roof beam.

At this moment, Huangfu snorted coldly and waved out his right palm.

"Da Huanxi" snorted miserably, and his short and fat body had already flown out of three feet and fell to the ground. The muscles on his face twitched, his limbs trembled, his head sweated like rain, and his eyes were full of horror. Rao is now, and he didn't understand how Huangfu Yan shot down his Rao cymbals. (To be continued.) )