Huangfu Yan glanced at everyone, raised his eyes, and shouted: "Fellow martial arts seniors, the "Qiankun Secret Record" is very famous, and everyone in the rivers and lakes dreams of it, and it is not too much to fight for it. But there is a word of persuasion below, the secret book has long been taken away by a gray-robed masked man, but this matter has nothing to do with Dian Jing and the others......"

At this point, a loud shout suddenly came: "That Dianjing girl was rescued by Your Excellency?

When the emperor heard the voice, he saw that it was a gray-robed man standing behind the eagle master who spoke, and said casually: "It turned out to be you! It seems that you didn't leave last night!"

The gray-robed man's face was a little unbearable, this person was the leader of the few warriors who were in the dust yesterday.

"Friend, but the surname is Huangfu?" said the Eagle Master suddenly laughed.

"It's still this eagle senior who has insight!" Huangfu was stunned for a moment, and secretly said that this person was thoughtful, and he actually saw his identity just by clues.

Ying Ye's face stiffened, and he coughed dryly: "The old man's surname is Chen ......"

"......" Huangfu died.

"How can Xiaoyou conclude that the Secret Record of Qiankun was taken away by a gray-robed masked man?" Qin Boqi hesitated for a moment and asked in a deep voice.

When everyone heard this, they all turned their eyes to the emperor's death.

Huangfu Yan smiled slightly and said, "Because I was at the scene at the time, the Qiao gang leader of the beggar gang also saw this matter with my own eyes, you can go to the beggar gang to verify!"

The leader of the beggar gang was arrogant, and his words were sonorous and powerful, and the heroes were suspicious for a while.

Master Daoming had just helped "Da Huanxi" up, and found that the monk had not been fatally injured, and his gaze at Huangfu was also a little kinder.

I recited the Buddha's name. He said in a deep voice: "If things are really like what this little benefactor said, it will be meaningless for us to accumulate today!"

"Do you know the whereabouts of the masked man?" someone asked reluctantly.

Huangfu scolded secretly in his heart, but he didn't know what to do. He shook his head expressionlessly.

"In that case, I don't know where the demon monk who appeared that day is now?" Cui Baiquan didn't know when he had calmed down. asked with a hateful face.

Everyone has heard that Cui Baiquan's apprentice "Jade Abacus" was poisoned by the demon monk, and it is not surprising.

Qin Boqi's master and apprentice were also concerned.

This turmoil is not only for the whereabouts of the Qiankun Secret Record, but also to avenge the old friends who died in it.

Huangfu Yan laughed, and said: "I disappointed you, the demon monk Jueyu has been killed." ”

Everyone's hearts sank, and they didn't doubt the skills he had shown just now.

"Great Joy" eyes shrank, and said hurriedly: "Has the donor ever found a tantric heart method on that demon monk......?"

Huangfu was stunned for a moment, knowing that what he said should be "Huanxi Zen Gong". Shook his head.

At this moment, outside the heart of the tower, there was a sudden sound of sneering, and a sinister voice came: "Fellow Daoists are going to teach this little ghost to deceive! Hmph, you came out at a young age to swagger and deceive, that demon monk has cultivated the "Qiankun Secret Record" for more than 30 years, how can it be that you can kill a stinky boy who has not dried up! If you want me to see, that masked man is probably yourself, and the secret record is on you......

"Someone hides his head and tail. Get out of here!" The emperor was furious, shouted violently, and lightning flashed out, knocking down the iron fence in front of the door with one palm. Chase after the man and pounce on him.

Qin Boqi and the others were surprised, knowing that the person who suddenly appeared must have ill intentions, but they were also suspicious of Huangfu Yan's previous words. A stream of fish came out for a while. I want to see it clearly.

As soon as a few people flew out of the pagoda, they saw two figures entangled in mid-air from a distance. Crackling and running away while fighting. It's fast, what that person looks like. But the people could not see it clearly.

Huangfu Yan looked at the masked man in front of him angrily, and he was suspicious. This person is very good at martial arts, and in his impression, only Murong Bo, Gu Mozhi and others can be compared, but in terms of body size, he is much taller than Murong Bo and much thinner than Gu Mozhi.

But the emperor's methods came out one after another, and soon, the masked man had been forced by him to retreat in defeat and retreat.

The experts gathered under the tower were in an uproar, and they didn't know what had happened. Before they could ask Qin Boqi and the others, they saw the masked man's voice come again: "The Secret Record of Qiankun is on this person, everyone hurry up and take him down together......"

Huangfu Yan hated it in his heart, but this person did it lightly, although he was defeated and retreated, but in a short period of time, he could not restrain it. The rivers and lakes under the tower are mixed, all kinds of green forest thieves, evil demon giants, and people with evil intentions are different, and when they heard the words of the masked man, a few people immediately flashed forward and joined the battle circle.

Soon, the rest of the people saw it, hesitated for a moment, and followed.

Qin Boqi and the others looked at each other, and Master Daoming shouted loudly, telling what Huangfu had said before, reminding everyone not to be used by people with intentions.

But the treasure is tempting, and the scene has long been out of control. Everyone saw that they were outnumbered, and they had no scruples.

Although the masked man was retreating, sweating all over his cheeks, and panting softly, he was excited. Viciously glanced at the emperor who was surrounded by everyone, and wandered around the battle circle for a while with ghostly light skills, and floated away.

Although Huangfu Yan hated this person very much, he couldn't get out for a while, so he could only watch him leave, and he had no mercy for the group of people in front of him.

Qin Boqi and the others watched this thrilling battle nervously, and secretly broke out in a cold sweat for the emperor.

The first to get into hands with Huangfu was three middle-aged weirdos who looked exactly the same, known as the three saints of wind, rain and thunder, and they were the leaders of a local **** gang in Suzhou, known for their palm power. The three of them are from the same cell, they have the same heart, and they are quite famous in ****.

Huangfu Yan glanced at it coldly, killed Zou Fa, and suddenly made a move, clapping three palms in a row.

The speed of these three palms is extremely fast, and the three saints of wind, rain, and thunder are in the same mind, and at the same time, they seal one palm with all their might.

The huge earthquake passed, and the emperor's face was expressionless. The three of them were immediately shocked back a few feet, opened their mouths and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies were shaky. The three saints of wind, rain, and thunder had no color on their faces, and they forcibly resisted the upsurge of blood, and looked at the emperor in the field in amazement, and lost all their fighting spirit.

A few masters who came around one after another saw it, and their hearts shook.

Huangfu Yan's patience was exhausted, and without waiting for everyone to wake up, a move "a sword from the west" was resolutely cast and rolled into the field.

For a while, the sword qi sounded, shaking everyone's blood.

After a few tragic screams, I saw several figures shooting outward.

As soon as the Emperor's sword was closed, there were already five more corpses on the ground.

The remaining cunning people, who saw the opportunity earlier, only followed behind everyone, but they also bluffed the souls of the dead and retreated two feet away. All of a sudden, the prestige was lost.

Huangfu hugged Yuan Shouzhong, concentrating calmly, Ling Ran was not afraid. (To be continued.) )