Of course, Nangong Shaoyou knew that Fang Cai's roar was so grandiose, and only Song Wan'er's pure internal force cultivation could do it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After he saw Murong Feifei, he no longer worried about the remaining three female dependents, this is the reason, firstly, because he listened to the call of Song Wan'er, and secondly, because he believed in Murong Feifei's intelligence.

She is naturally intelligent, she must have noticed the danger before she went down the mountain, so she fell back, and kept lurking aside, seeing that she was in danger and immediately attacked, the Buddha beads, the futon is naturally her masterpiece, and she suddenly attacked Cong Peifeng, of course, Hu Ziyi met Song Wan'er, and told her about the crescent moon mark embroidered on Cong Peifeng's underwear, Cong Peifeng is witty, and only people next to the pillow can start, and about the grievances between Bao Xiren and the Netherworld Sect Master, with Hu Ziyi's experience and astuteness, she naturally heard about it, she didn't know in advance that things would develop like this, but this murderous plan, she decided early on, happened to encounter an opportunity, so Song Wan'er secretly instructed Murong Feifei with the secret magic skill of sound transmission, and put Cong Peifeng to death.

Even if she didn't encounter this situation, she still wanted to kill Cong Peifeng, and it was not difficult, the Netherworld Sect Master was suspicious by nature and extremely self-preservation, he would rather kill the wrong Cong Peifeng than leave a misfortune by his side.

Thinking of this, Nangong Shaoyou couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, he was very sympathetic to Hu Ziyi on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was also very disdainful of her viciousness, thinking that this was the strange temperament of the people in the Demon Sect.

"Heroes, I'm really sorry that the old man cleaned up the portal!" The Netherworld Sect Master stood in Taichung and said loudly: "The time for a stick of incense has passed, and if you still have to cross the left side and show favor to the Great Khan of Wokotai, if not, the Netherworld Sect will open the killing ring today!"

As soon as he said this, the crowd of heroes in the audience made a mess, and the Lingbao Daoist on the stage had a fiery temperament and scolded: "Jiang Ziwen, no matter how you say it, you are also the sect leader of the same faction, how can you talk not count, haven't you already booked a date in a year? Okay, good, good! Since you are in a hurry, today the Central Plains group of heroes will fight to the death with your Mongolian Tatars!"

The Nether Sect Master looked up to the sky and smiled, " If it is a matter of the Netherworld, you should do it according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, even if Lao Gu is the way of the Murong girl, it is the same, but today's matter is related to the major affairs of the Mongolian state, the so-called soldiers are not tired of cheating, and the things that go back on their word are also common, so I can't spare your lives, Lingbao Daoist, even if the two masters of Emei on the stage, the two monks of Shaolin, Song Daxia's master and apprentice, Liang Maniac, Tianxin Dao Chang plus you, the Netherworld Sect and the Mongolian warriors have more than 50 masters on the stage, you will not escape death in the end, and you all have disciples under the stage who are guarded by the sharp blades of our warriors, as long as you are a little reckless, they will die immediately, and there are more than 1,000 Shaolin monks here, hundreds of heroes in the world, you don't have any bargaining conditions with us at all, I only have two choices for you, either die or surrender!"

"Haha, Jiang Ziwen, you are also too angry, is it because you are old and your memory is exhausted, you forgot that there are still beggars on the periphery, and when the time comes, it is estimated that you Mongolians will suffer, we are all reckless, and we have no ambition, if the Netherworld Sect Master dies, the dream of the Mongolian protector mage will be in vain!" Murong Feifei did not show weakness.

When Qunhao heard this, they all calmed down, and now, even they are doubting Murong Feifei's reality and reality.

The Nether Sect Master laughed again when he heard this: " Cong Peifeng's kid is right, Miss Murong is really scheming, but it's a pity that she is still young and inexperienced, if there is really a beggar gang Qunhao guarding outside, with the tone of your teasing spear sect leader, where will you be so polite to this sect leader, and you will not keep targeting Cong Peifeng to delay time, if Cong Peifeng is really a spy lurking in this sect, you will definitely spare his life, so that the sect leader will have a headache in the future, and it will not be like moving out in a hurry like now, Cong Peifeng's life and death, and it will not make Murong girl so worried, okay, Murong girl, I advise you not to waste time, let Qunhao make a wise choice, in fact, Mongolia's unification of the Central Plains is also the way of heavenEveryone is also going with the sky, there is nothing wrong, and with everyone's help, the people of the Song Kingdom will definitely be less baptized by the war, everyone will thank you for your good deeds today, and you really cooperated with this Dharma conference, well, is it to give away a life in vain, or to go with the sky and make a choice quickly, or pray to the Buddha, hoping that the Buddha will point the stone as a soldier and turn this mountain of stones into disciples of the beggars, haha, haha, in fact, the old man wants to try it with Fan Wuming, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"

"Hmph!" Murong Feifei dodged her feet angrily, she was angry that her plan was discovered, but she was not worried about her comfort, as long as she was with Nangong Shaoyou, it didn't matter whether she lived or died, and now that the people in Xiaoyao Palace had recovered their strength, it was not difficult to retreat in this chaotic scene.

Qunhao saw that Murong Feifei didn't reply, they all knew that it was just a ploy of her to ambush Yunyun outside the beggar gang heroes, and some people who were already half-hearted couldn't hold back at this last moment, and walked to the left without saying a word, but the majority of those who walked to the right and stood in place.

The Netherworld Sect Master looked at some of the heroes who walked to the left, laughing wildly, and suddenly, a voice like thunder pierced through the top of the Shaolin Temple's Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Haha, since the Netherworld Sect Master can afford Fan, Fan will make a few moves with you!" This person was extremely fast, he was still on the roof when he spoke, and as soon as he finished his two sentences, he was already standing in the center of the stage.

I saw that this person was about forty years old, tall, wearing a very old gray cloth robe, and there were many patches on the robe, but it did not hide his style at all.

As soon as Fan Wuming arrived at the high platform, he slammed his palm at the Netherworld Sect Master, and said: "Fan Wuming has asked the Netherworld Sect Master for advice! Beggar Gang Brother, and wait for me to separate the victory and defeat with the sect leader, and then come down to cover up the killing together!"

As soon as Fan Wuming finished speaking, he had already slapped three palms at the Netherworld Sect Master, and his palm was strong, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, coupled with his tall figure, it was very powerful.

And the palm power brought up was more than a zhang, and the stage was originally densely packed with people, but at this moment, they all spread out to both sides, and the Netherworld Sect knew that the beggars were coming, and this tough battle could not be carried out, so they jumped off the high platform, and there were only talented people left on the stage.

The people who were already standing on the left side of the stage walked back to the center.