The sword light flashed, and the action of the righteous monk committing suicide slowed down.

At this moment, a white-clothed figure floated in, holding a long sword, with a handsome appearance, three long whiskers under his chin, and an extremely elegant temperament, but between his eyebrows, there was an unstoppable pride permeating out, which made people feel broken.

"Master!" Shangguan Jiannan and Xue Dabao shouted in unison, looking very surprised.

Yue Wudi's heart moved, master?

Isn't it only Lord Xin who can be called the master by Shangguan Jiannan?

Didn't Master Xin run away from home to avoid this righteous monk? Why did he suddenly appear again now, his eyes flashed, and Yue Wudi quickly calmed down.

Maybe Xin Qiji didn't go out at all, and he was always near Daihu Villa, otherwise, he couldn't have suddenly appeared when Monk Yizheng committed suicide and saved Monk Yizheng.

The man in white nodded at Shangguan Jiannan and Xue Dabao, then looked at Yue Wudi, and said, "Outstanding martial arts at a young age, and he is not surprised by changes, which is really admirable, and the future is terrifying." ”

Yue Wudi hurriedly bowed and said, "Don't dare to be, the younger generation Yue Wudi, the Lin'an Yue family, has admired the demeanor of Lord Xin since childhood, and it is really a blessing for the younger generation to be able to visit today." ”

Xin Qiji's expression moved, a little surprised, and then looked Yue Wudi up and down, and said: "It turns out that you are the descendant of Yue Wangye, Yue Wangye is the first person to admire in Xin's life, but it is a pity that Yue Wangye's descendants, but there are few who can match his half style, Xin has always been sorry for this matter, and today I saw the little brother, only to know that Yue Wangye has a successor, it is really exciting." ”

Yue Wudi didn't even dare to say anything, he could not lie to any master or magnate in the world. is the only one who does not dare to have the slightest disrespect for Xin Qiji.

Such a person who is ambitious and generous for the country and the people has always been synonymous with the hero in Yue Wudi's heart.

Xin Qiji smiled gently, then looked at Mo Youming and sighed. said: "If I'm not mistaken, you are Xiao Ming, ten years have passed, and things have long been wrong." Your father is gone, and you're so slim. ”

Mo Youming's expression was gloomy, and he said, "I haven't seen Uncle Xin for many years, and your old man is also a little old. My father was killed, and all his houses were destroyed, and he hated him greatly. He has already reported it for me. Your old man has the ability to make up for the sky, but he is depressed when he encounters such a mediocre emperor and such a mediocre court. My father felt sorry for you when he was alive, and now that he has passed away, I don't know how many people in this world can understand you. ”

Xin Qiji closed his eyes for a long time, although he had been dismissed for many years. But when did he ever forget the major events of his family and country? Even if you have the best talent, what can you do?

With a long sigh, Xin Qi's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking for a while.

Everyone didn't dare to disturb him, but Monk Yizheng was an exception. He once swore in front of the Buddha that he would not kill Xin and abandon illness. Avenge his brother's righteousness, and he will forever fall into hell and will not enter reincarnation.

Now that this enemy is in front of him, the eyes of the righteous monk are red, and his forehead is on his face. The muscles are bursting up, and they are on the verge of rage.

"Xin Qiji, you return my brother's life!" said the Yizheng monk loudly, and then strode forward, both palms out, and as soon as he made a move, he made up his mind to put Xin Qi's illness to death.

Pranya palm is known as the first palm technique in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, how powerful it is, even among the world's peerless arts, it is also one of the most powerful martial arts.

As soon as the palms came out, the momentum of courage and righteousness swept out like a tide, with the hideous expression of the monk Yizheng who was not like a human being, just like the stunt of a Shura in the imperial envoy Buddhism.

Buddha and demon are integrated, and there is a momentum that sweeps everything and exists alone.

"Get out of the way!" However, before the Prajna palm hit Xin Qiji's body, it was blocked by one of the palms of Ling, making the monk even more crazy and angry.

The palm of the hand is slender and heavy, and at first glance, it makes people feel that it is a hand full of strength.

And the situation at this time just proves this.

Under the envoy of a domineering consciousness, that palm has an indomitable momentum, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

In the face of the angry roar of the righteous monk, the owner of the palm just lightly dropped a sentence: "If you want to make a move with Master Xin, pass me first." ”

It was Yue Wudi's voice.

There is no doubt that no matter how angry and crazy the righteous monk is, in the face of Yue Wudi, who is full of strength, he obviously has no upper hand.

Under the blow of both palms, the body of the righteous monk immediately trembled, although he was gritting his teeth, roaring wildly, desperately supporting himself from retreating, but also making his feet sink into the ground inch by inch.

If this continues, it is only a matter of time before the mistakes of the past are repeated.

"Why do you want to stop me? You let me take revenge!" Monk Yizheng was unwilling, his eyebrows and nose were twisted, and the roots of his ears were already red.

"You and I bet, if you lose, you must agree to my conditions, I made you retreat when you see Lord Xin, and instead of doing it, you want to be unfavorable to Lord Xin, what is the reason?" Yue Wudi's voice was faint, but with a hint of chill.

When the righteous monk heard this, his momentum suddenly weakened, and under Yue Wudi's domineering and unrivaled palm, he could no longer support it, his feet were trapped in the ground, and his whole body was shocked backwards, like a ploughing pear, crossing the land.

Yue Wudi was annoyed that the monk Yizheng didn't know how to advance or retreat, and his body flickered, so he wanted to chase the wind and the moon, and chase and fight.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed, dazzling people's eyes, and people couldn't open their eyes.

Yue Wudi's liver is strong, and his eyesight is not comparable to that of ordinary masters, and in this dazzling sword light, he only feels that his eyes are slightly darker, which does not affect his eyesight.

He saw Xin Qiji's white clothes fluttering, his body was chic and heroic, and his sword light was terrifying, forming a light curtain that could be found without gaps, but he didn't have the slightest killing intent, he just wanted to force himself back.

Although this sword light was extremely exquisite, Yue Wudi did not dare to attack the front, but since it was Xin Qiji's attack, he naturally did not want to chase and beat Monk Yizheng, so he immediately stopped.

Moving like a rabbit, quiet like a green pine.

In the strong wind, the black shirt stood like a rock.

Xin Qiji reversed the long sword, held it with his backhand, and praised: "Good kung fu, good body method." ”

Yue Wudi clenched his fists and smiled, and said, "Lord Xin's swordsmanship is exquisite, and it is admirable that one sword can be used as a million soldiers." ”

Xin Qiji smiled slightly, stroked his long beard, and then looked at Monk Yizheng, his face was slightly complicated, and said: "Your senior brother Yiduan treason and defection to the enemy, you deserve to die for the crime, don't you still understand it today?" (To be continued......)