When Na Muzi held the head in front of Shangguan Xuanluo, his face was full of joy and anticipation of his encouragement, but he was suddenly kicked in the face by a big foot.

His body flipped back, and after falling to the ground, he didn't care about the blood flowing from his nostrils, and hurriedly got up and knelt down in front of Shangguan Xuanluo again.

"Well, it's a nice good dog. From today onwards, you will be my Shangguan Xuanluo's dog, follow me well, there will be your bones to gnaw, hahahahaha. ”

Looking at the bloody head, a rampant smile appeared on Shangguan Xuanluo's face, and all the unhappiness seemed to disappear in an instant.

"Thank you master, Mu Zi will definitely serve his master well in the future. A hint of joy appeared on Na Mu Zi's face, and he was very happy to come to Shangguan Xuanluo's side, and said with a stammering face.

The faces of the other disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect all had a trace of disdain on their faces, but none of them dared to show it.

Perverse, domineering and cruel, bloodthirsty and crazy, he has all the negative emotions that a person in the demon path can have, and he seems to be a very simple villain.

But few people know his true identity, after all, not everyone has the privilege of touching his veil.

Zhang Wudi of the Ming Sect made a look with a disciple beside him, and the disciple immediately understood, flew into the ring, and shouted: "It's getting late today, how about fighting again tomorrow?"

"Hmph, how can you be afraid that you won't succeed, and if you fight again tomorrow, you will fight again tomorrow. ”

"Yes, fight again tomorrow. I am a righteous warrior who is not afraid of life and death, and I am not afraid of evil demons. ”

"Well said, I am a righteous knight like this, I will fight again in the future, and I will fight again. ”

The ordinary disciples in the righteous path were aroused by those few Tianjiao who spoke boldly, and they were all stimulated to fight and began to shout loudly.

Of course, the Demon Dao disciples would not show weakness, and they all waved their weapons and shouted: "Fight again tomorrow, my Demon Dao will definitely win and kill all the people who are crumbling and crumbling." ”

"Fart, the demon is one foot high and the road is one foot high, tomorrow my righteous path disciple will definitely kill the demon and kill all the evil demons. ”

This disciple of the two realms of good and evil is unconsciously engaged in a verbal battle, you are as speechless as ruthless, although everyone knows that from the perspective of the heavenly pride of the good and evil, no one can completely suppress the other side to fight.

But they are not willing to admit it verbally, and they use words to boost the morale of their own side, so as to achieve an encouraging effect. In the coming day, even if your own Tianjiao is defeated, you will be able to inspire the heart of hatred for the enemy, so that you will not be annihilated by the victorious opponent without the power to resist.

However, those true righteous and demonic two heavenly arrogances had already left the field, leaving only a few disciples with higher prestige to maintain order in the field.

Before the contest was over, a scuffle began, which was not a good thing.

Zhou Mengdie walked towards her mother's tent with her father, but was suddenly stopped by a Shaolin disciple, and the monk said after saluting the two: "The two donors are polite, and the little monk prescribes the precept of killing the senior brother and invites the two donors to discuss the big camp." ”

After Zhou Mengdie and Zhuang Guoping glanced at each other, Qi Qi agreed, and then went to the big tent in the center of the camp with the ring.

When the three of them walked into the big tent one after another, they found that Zhou Ying, who was supposed to be recuperating in the room, was sitting on the side with a really angry face at this time, looking at the beggar altar master with six bags hanging on his waist arguing with an Emei disciple with a fierce expression.

"This eighteen palms of the dragon descending are my beggar gang mastery, and you sent Senior Sister Zhou to steal my beggar gang mastery, so naturally you want to give my beggar gang disciples an explanation. ”

The beggar gang six-bag altar master is a member of the beggar's cleansing faction. He was originally a longitudinal in reality, but he joined the beggar gang because he admired the beggar gang's peerless dragon descending eighteen palms.

After being a beggar for seven or eight days, he could no longer bear to squeeze in the broken temple with those dirty and smelly ordinary beggars, and finally gritted his teeth, gave up the opportunity to learn the eighteen palms of the dragon, and threw himself into the arms of the Pure Clothes Sect.

He had already given up the idea of learning the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, but he didn't want to see the Emei disciples who used the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Conference in the daytime.

Now his mind is active, you know, this time the Tianjiao Conference, because the nearby beggar gang dirty clothes sect owner has something important to go out, so he led the team to participate in this grand event, that is to say, all matters in this Tianjiao Conference can be handled by him alone.

At this time, he wanted to use the great name of the beggar gang to ask Zhou Ying for some benefits, maybe he could force her to hand over the secret book of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending!

Of course, he is not a person who has no eyesight, the strength shown by Zhou Ying in the day is in the early stage of the hero, he can naturally see it, but, who made Zhou Ying and Shangguan Xuanluo seriously injured in the battle?

He is confident that with his strength at the peak of a young hero, it is no problem to bully a seriously injured woman who has just entered the realm of a hero.

After some idle talking, he finally exposed his hideous fangs to Zhou Ying and other Emei disciples.

"Oh, I don't know how Your Excellency wants your mother to explain?" Just as his words fell, Zhou Mengdie and Zhuang Guoping walked into the house one after another, and when they heard his words, Zhou Mengdie asked in a cold tone.

"I" The altar master of the beggar gang was about to speak, but he was suddenly overwhelmed by the momentum emanating from Zhou Mengdie's body, a trace of horror appeared in his eyes, and he remembered the introduction of the disciples of the beggar gang after breaking through with Zhou Mengdie and others, and he instantly understood the identity of the person in front of him in his heart.

He hesitated for a long time, but in the end he couldn't say a word, his face became red, and he looked very embarrassed and bowed his hand to the monk who was sitting at the top, and then turned around and left.

"The donor is too domineering!" Although the monk was amazed by Zhou Mengdie's strength, he was also slightly dissatisfied with Zhou Mengdie's strong use of his own momentum to subdue the elders of the beggar gang.

He is straight-tempered, and he can't rub the sand under his eyes, if the altar master of the beggar gang is really too forced, he can't help each other anymore, so he will naturally stand on Zhou Ying's side.

That Zhou Mengdie's father and son still sent someone to invite him, but his heart was actually more biased towards Zhou Ying's side.

But with Zhou Mengdie's entry, the situation was reversed in an instant, and without saying a word, he relied on his domineering strength to subdue the elders of the beggar gang who came to ask for the crime.

It is rumored that he is short-tempered and impulsive and irritable. But this is not his nature, and only when facing the demon path demon will he show such emotions.

Zhou Mengdie stepped forward slowly, and after reining in the momentum on her body, she arched her hand at the monk and said, "My mother is injured, but she is embarrassed by the elders of the beggar gang. As a son of man, he will definitely be angry, and where he is disturbed, please also invite Master Haihan. ”

The monk who quit killing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then shook his head slightly, and said: "That's it, I'll reveal it at this time, but in the future, I still hope that the young man and Mo will use force to suppress people, but my righteous path disciples should join hands to destroy the demon path demon together." ”

Zhou Mengdie nodded noncommittally, then sat on one side with Zhuang Guoping, and then asked, "I don't know what happened to the master's late night recruitment?"

After thinking about it for a while, the monk sighed at Zhou Mengdie: "During the day, Zhou Ying's benefactor fought with that Shangguan Xuanluo, and the poor monk also had some understanding of the strength of that Shangguan Xuanluo, I'm afraid, I'm afraid the poor monk is not an opponent!"

Zhou Mengdie frowned, but did not speak, but Zhuang Guoping on the side showed a contemplative look.

Seeing that the two of them did not speak, he continued: "Shangguan Xuanluo is a demon and domineering at this time, he is a cruel and murderous man, he traveled north, killing seventy-four disciples of the righteous path all the way, his hands were stained with blood, and his methods were cruel, which can be described as outrageous. ”

Speaking of this, a trace of fierce light flashed in his eyes, and then he said hatefully: "If this demon is not eliminated, I am afraid that the world will never be peaceful." Quit killing, tomorrow I am willing to use thunder means to fight with the demon to the death, if the enemy is dead, it will also hit the devil hard, and please join forces to attack, take the opportunity to get rid of the demon. ”

Zhuang Guoping's brows furrowed, and he glanced at the monk who was somehow angry and angry, and a trace of admiration appeared in his expression, and he said to Zhou Mengdie on the side: "Sheng'er, what are your chances of winning against that Shangguan Xuanluo?"

Zhou Mengdie frowned, glanced at his father, and then showed a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "If the child is not injured, more than ten moves can kill Zhang Wuxuan of the Ming Sect, and there will be a ten percent chance of winning against that Shangguan Xuanluo." It's just that a few days ago, the child was hurt by the Qingcheng disciple's palm, and I am afraid that his strength will not be able to exert seventy percent, and if he fights with that Shangguan Xuanluo, I am afraid that the victory or defeat is only five or five. ”

The monk on the side showed a trace of horror on his face, and then he began to look at Zhou Mengdie carefully.

A few days ago, he had also heard a little about Zhou Mengdie's deeds of breaking through the siege and rescuing the disciples of the righteous path, but he only said that there was no master in the demon path, but he never thought that Zhou Mengdie had already fought with Zhang Wushu of the demon path.

"I have healing medicine in Shaolin, if the young man does not dislike it, you can take one pill, tomorrow I will first fight with the Shangguan Xuanluo of the demon road, and then the young man will be able to get rid of the demon." A smile of joy appeared on the face of the monk who had quit killing.

At this moment, a bewitching voice suddenly came from the tent: "Hahahahaha, the dignified Shaolin Temple monk, actually started a conspiracy and calculation, what is the difference between this righteous path disciple and my demon path, hahaha"