These sudden "Murong Clan" masters were beyond the expectations of the Joyful Buddha, not to mention, they were all sharp figures in the "Murong Family"!

Murong Feifei smiled slightly: "You virtuous sons-in-law have worked hard, I have already seen the corpses of Brother Xuanbai Dao, Nangong eldest sister, tall and short two elders, Peng brothers, and the three heroes of the Bao family......

As he spoke, a pair of slender eyebrows suddenly widened angrily, and the torch-like divine light glared at the Buddha of Joy. ☆→ top☆→☆→☆→,

Huanxi Buddha Ren has been through the wind and waves for a long time, and he can't help but be stunned by the other party. His eyes were fierce and fierce, and he said coldly: "The nine people of the old and young asked the Buddha for your precious daughter of Murong Lao'er, and the Buddha has not played enough with Ling Ai, so he has to be merciful to them first!"

Before Murong Feifei could speak, Ye Qiubai had already said angrily: "Bald donkey, you don't show off your tongue, hand over the dance quickly!"

Murong Feifei waved his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "The extraordinary night to the 'Hanshan Temple' is to visit an old man who lives in seclusion, but he didn't expect to meet the master here......"

Huanxi Buddha was arrogant on the surface, but he was secretly admired in his heart: "This Murong extraordinary beloved daughter is missing, and her words and deeds can be soft and smooth, not arrogant or humble, without any joy or laughter and scolding, and she is really worthy of the grandeur of being the overlord of one party." ”

I saw that Murong Feifei's face suddenly turned grim and solemn, and it was as cold as the cold moon and snow: "The dance is still immature, and it is unbearable to be taught by the master, please return Murong!"

Although there was a slight fear in the heart of the Buddha of Huanxi, but he was born arrogant and fierce on the surface, but he never showed weakness, he took a big step forward, and said word by word: "Buddha, master, no, hand, people, and, can, such as, what?"

Murong Feifei smiled coldly, and stretched out his arms and long sleeves: "That's easy, just hand over your life......"

Murong Heijia, who had been silent, snorted coldly, his arms flashed, and between the expansion and contraction of the eight snake spears, sixteen spears had been stabbed out one after another!

Huanxi Buddha let out a long roar, held two and a half arcs with both palms, and struck eleven punches in the wind and thunder.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, followed by a loud roar, accompanied by a long groan, the palm shadow entered like a mountain, the sword light was like practice, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and the three figures rushed like eagles and falcons, Nangong Huashu, Fenglian Dao, and Ye Qiubai attacked again.

The Buddha of Joy snorted wildly, and in the lightning flash, there was an extra pair of strange-shaped weapons about three feet long and a pair of sharp crescent-shaped blades at the end of his palm.

- "Blue Moon"!

I saw that the pair of Qimen blades, dancing a blue-white circle of light, like a dragon and snake, moving around, the cold light is a thousand layers, faintly flooding the sound of wind and thunder, like a jade silkworm spinning silk, longer and longer, endless, and the subtlety of the end.

As soon as the Buddha withdrew from the unique blade, it was a rapid attack, and between the fingers, he actually pulled back the disadvantage by three points. However, under the hard work of the four masters of the "Murong Clan", it is still not easy to gain the upper hand.

Murong Feifei stroked his long hair in his hands, his eyes were blazing at the battle situation in the field, and between his eyes, he turned his head to the riddle monologue and Tan Tan Immortal Dao: "Two virtuous sons-in-law, you look at the strength of the Buddha Master, even your eleventh uncle and the other four people can't help it for a while!"

The second aunt's mystery monologue leader Qunlun, and the fourth aunt talked about the immortals and was alert and flexible, but they couldn't hear the hints in Lord Yue's words, and at the moment the mystery monologue bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The 'color demon' martial arts are so profound, but we don't want to despise him too much, and the son-in-law also asks for his life!"

Tan Xian held a fan and hugged his fists: "My sister is in danger, and Huanxi Buddha is a person in the underworld, why do you need to talk about morality? ”

Murong Feifei deliberately groaned slightly: "Well, you young people, you should also learn about the 'Blue Dragon Society' Protector Demon's mastery." ”

The enigmatic monologue and Tan Xian replied: "I respectfully obey the edict of Lord Yuezhang!" Both of them jumped up, waved their guns and fans, and attacked the "color demon" Huanxi Buddha.

The sound of the wind, the shadow moves.

Everyone in the fierce battle has already struggled with more than 100 moves.

The blade of the Joyful Buddha, "Qingyue Quan", was tightly gathered to his side, and the blue-white circle of light that was transformed into it shrank to only about two feet, and he was extremely cautious when he made a move.

The "Lust Demon" Huanxi Buddha is worthy of being one of the "Nine Heavens, Nine Earths and Eighteen Human Demons" with the "Corpse Demon" Yan Qingping (see the "Zombie King" volume), the "Beast Demon" Qin Zhu (see the "Parting Hook" volume), and the "Dream Demon" Jiang Ao (see the "Dream Killing Wine" volume) and other Qinglong giants, although he is in the "Murong Clan" Under the ring attack of the six top-notch masters, they were still able to calm their minds, not panic, and cast their moves continuously, in this situation of not seeking merit, but seeking no fault, Murong Heijia and the other six people, although they had the upper hand, they could not clean him up for a moment and a half.

Murong Feifei, who was standing quietly on the side, suddenly shouted with a flick of his eyes, and he quickly dodged behind the Buddha of Joy, and his palms carried the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, and slammed down.

This sudden change, although the "Lust Demon" Huanxi Buddha was expected, he didn't expect Murong's extraordinary martial arts to be so profound, and it was extremely fast.

He scolded angrily, picked up a piece of silver light with his left hand, and swept towards Murong Heijia and the other six people, and the "Qingyue Guard" in his right hand suddenly rose obliquely, but he killed Murong Feifei's breasts.

Murong Feifei let out a long laugh that shook the sky: "Give back to the other with the other way!" The figure flipped in the air, and pointed like a knife, stabbing out silently!

The figures in the field turned over in the flash, and suddenly, a fierce roar came out, and under the breasts of the happy Buddha, he had already taken the knife of Murong Feifei.

I saw that the Joy Buddha was full of blood spurting wildly, and on his terrible and terrifying face, there was a vicious and vicious color, he was on the ground, and he was protecting his chest, and he had withdrawn from the five foreign countries to stand, his eyes flashed with green light, and he stared at the seven "Murong Clan" masters around him.

Slightly relieved, the Buddha of Joy still said in that gloomy and cold tone: "Okay...... I think I'm happy that the Buddha has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for 30 years, and I have never been so embarrassed...... Hey...... Unexpectedly, in a short period of time, Mr. Murong actually secretly practiced the Buddha's 'Qingyue Quan' technique......" By the end of the sentence, the other person was already gasping for breath, and spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at the situation, he was affected by Murong Feifei's finger, and the injury was very serious.

Murong Feifei laughed loudly and said: "The master is serious, if the master of Shicai does not take the lead and hand over my female obediently, how can it be so embarrassing!"

He turned his gaze and said in a loud voice: "As long as the master is willing to return my daughter, and cut off the meridians by himself, and get out of the 'Central Plains', I'm not 'Gusu Murong' for myself, and I will stop talking about this matter." ”

The "Lust Demon" Huanxi Buddha let out a ghostly giggle, and said sarcastically: "Anyway, your precious daughter was locked in the box by you, and the Buddha couldn't touch or touch it, and now it's you!"

Ye Qiubai said angrily: "Shut your dog's mouth!"

The corner of the Buddha's mouth spilled blood, and he laughed maniacally: "Yezi, there is no part of your words here, if you want to get your wife back, be polite to the Buddha!"

As a descendant of the "Great Yan" emperor, Murong Feifei inherited his ancestral father's will, not only outstanding in martial arts, but also gloomy and sinister, and the city government is very deep. At that moment, he waved his hand to stop the young and impulsive "quasi-son-in-law" Ye Qiubai, and said with a smile as usual: "Master, within a hundred miles of this 'Hanshan Temple', they are all from my 'Murong Clan', I advise you not to play tricks." ”

The "Lust Demon" rejoiced at the Buddha's resentful and evil gaze, swept over the seven masters of the "Murong Clan" on the field one by one, and said with a cruel smile: "If you want Murong Wu to live, come with the Buddha!"

Everyone only felt a red shadow in front of them, and the Buddha of joy ran wildly towards the "Hanshan Temple" on the mountain, and everyone roared and chased after each other.

Ye Qiubai, who was extremely slight, instantly searched the three major halls in front and back, and the empty temple was empty, until he saw an old and ugly fire foreman Tuo in the courtyard, stepped forward and grabbed it and asked, "Old man, did you see an injured red-clothed monk running in just now?"

The fire foreman looked anxious and afraid, his hands were swinging wildly, and his white-bearded mouth was "squeaking" and he didn't know anything.

The wind love knife whirlwind from the side hall to the side: "Don't ask, he's a mute." He was followed by a fairy talker.

Ye Qiubai waved his hand in frustration, and the old man Tuo was amnesty, and he hurriedly dragged the broom and ran away.

"As soon as I received a message from Uncle Xuanbai at the Wharf Inn, he found traces of the 'Joyful Buddha' and his subordinates' 'picking flowers and bees' in the 'Hanshan Temple', so he immediately rushed over, but I didn't expect to be a step too late, Uncle Xuanbai actually encountered the poisonous hands of the 'Demon'!" Ye Qiubai sighed.

Tan Xian also said: "I also received the news of the 'tall and short two elders' of this gang two hours ago, and the share of the Happy Buddha and the 'swarm of bees' may hide the fifth sister in the 'Hanshan Temple', but I have searched all over the left and right, and I have never seen a single ...... of ghosts."

In the middle of the conversation, a mysterious monologue suddenly came from the apse, and the first to react Feng Liandao said urgently: "The second brother-in-law and the Buddha of Joy are facing each other, go quickly!"

When the three of them arrived, they saw the "one hand covering the sky" mystery monologue shook back the happy Buddha who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth with one palm, Nangong Huashu swung his sword and slashed again, the lewd monk saw that the situation was not good, and was about to flee from the road, Murong Feifei and Murong Heijia had already arrived and blocked the way in time.

Murong Feifei said lightly: "Huanxi Buddha, stop playing tricks, no matter what tonight, you will definitely not be able to run away!"

Huanxi Buddha laughed wildly: "Murong, there are many of you, so the Buddha has no help?!" he shouted categorically:

"Huang Jiajia, show up!"

The voice fell out.

I saw nine middle-aged yellow-clothed monks with dull faces, carrying a delicate and beautiful iron box, from a cave covered by grass, silently rushing out.