The next day, he changed to an inn, and sure enough, the inn where he was staying the next day had a lot of martial arts masters, apparently sent by Zhao Min. He didn't care about this, and waited until the evening before going to Wan'an Temple again.

After arriving at the thirteen-story pagoda, he was hesitating whether to catch two people to force him, and suddenly, the sixth layer of the pagoda lit up with firelight, and there were ** people holding torches to move slowly, the torches were lit from the sixth floor to the fifth floor, and from the fifth floor to the fourth floor, all the way down, after reaching the bottom floor, from the main gate of the pagoda, to the back of the temple. Ye Xiao was curious, so he slowly approached from the side.

But seeing that the backyard of Wan'an Temple is full of towering ancient trees, it is no wonder that the shopkeeper will say that Wan'an Temple is a jungle during the day. He took advantage of the ancient tree as a cover, and slowly approached with light skills, so he walked more than 20 zhang, and he could clearly see more than ten yellow-robed men, each holding a sword in his hand, holding an old man in a wide-sleeved robe. As soon as the puppet turned its head, Ye Xiao saw the person's appearance clearly, it was He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun faction, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart: "What are these people doing with He Taichong so late?"

Seeing a group of people enter the back door of Wan'an Temple, Ye Xiao looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he flashed in through the back door. But seeing that there were many buildings in the temple and the scale was so large, it was almost similar to the Shaolin Temple, and seeing the bright lights in the long window of a large hall in the middle, I secretly thought that He Taichong should have been escorted there. Then he flashed forward and went outside the temple. Ye Xiao crouched on the ground, looking into the hall through the gap in the long window.

The gap in the long window was very thin, and Ye Xiao could only see He Taichong's lower body, but there was no one else in the hall. I only heard Mrs. He say angrily: "Since I have fallen into the tricks and fallen into your hands, I will be killed or killed, and I will be decided in one word." You forced me to be a Mongolian eagle dog, but it was absolutely impossible, and it was in vain to talk about it for three years and five years. ”

Ye Xiao couldn't help nodding secretly, thinking: "Although this He Taichong is not a righteous gentleman, he is able to control it at the juncture, and he is not a leader of a faction. ”

I only heard a man's voice say coldly: "You are stubborn, and the master is not reluctant, do you know the rules here?"

Mrs. He said: "I will cut off all ten fingers together, and I will not surrender." ”

The man said, "Well, I'll say it again, if you win the three of us here, I'll let you out at once." If he is defeated, he will cut off a finger and be imprisoned for a month, and he will not surrender if he asks you again. ”

Mrs. He said: "I have broken two fingers, what does it matter if I break another one?

The man sneered: "After you cut off your ten fingers, you will surrender, and we don't want you to be a waste." Give him the sword! Mahapasi, you practice with him!"

Another stout voice responded, "Yes!"

Ye Xiao wanted to see what was going on inside, so he secretly used his fingertips to dig the gap a little bigger, only to see He Taichong holding a wooden sword, the head of the sword was wrapped in cloth, soft and blunt, obviously not hurting, and on the opposite side was a tall monk, but in his hand was a glittering pure steel ring knife. The two have a sharp and blunt disparity, and there is almost no need to compete, and the strength is judged. But He Taichong was not discouraged, the wooden sword shook, and said, "Please!"

The monk Mahaspas was tall, but his actions were very agile, and a sword was opened, and the knife slashed at He Taichong's vital point. Ye Xiao only looked at a few moves, and then he was secretly shocked: "Why is He Taichong's footsteps vain, angry, and corrupt, it seems that his internal force has been completely lost?" Oh, by the way, in the original book, when Zhao Min led people to arrest the six major sects, he used the Ten Spices Soft Tendon San, and the same method was obviously used here. Then these people are too shameless, the strength that He Taichong can exert in such a state is less than thirty percent of the original, it is strange to be able to win, not to mention the wheel war!"

Sure enough, although He Taichong's swordsmanship is fine, his internal strength seems to be not far from ordinary people, and the fierce power of the sword moves cannot be displayed at all, but the monk's martial arts are really inferior to him. After dismantling more than 50 moves, He Taichong shouted: "Go!" A sword slashed east and west, leaning back forward, and a soft sound was poked under the monk's armpit. If he was holding an ordinary sword in his hand, or if his internal strength was not lost, the blade of the sword would have penetrated through his muscles.

I only heard the cold voice say: "Mahapasi retreat!

Ye Xiao looked at the place where the voice came from, and saw that the face of the person who spoke was like a layer of black smoke, a thin and bright white beard, and the whole person looked strange. He stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he was indifferent to what was in front of him.

Looking further, I saw a pair of feet on a brocade-covered low table, wearing a pair of goose-yellow satin shoes with a pearl on each toe. Ye Xiao's heart moved, and when he looked up, it was indeed Zhao Min.

"This Zhao Min is really dedicated, he just escaped yesterday, and he came here today. Ye Xiao said secretly.

But seeing Zhao Min's right foot moving slightly, it was obvious that she was engrossed in watching He Taichong and Wen Wo'er compete, and at about a cup of tea, He Taichong shouted: "Go!" Zhao Min's right foot kicked on the brocade bench, and Wen Wo'er was defeated again.

I only heard the black-faced old man say, "Wen Wo'er retreats, and the black forest bowl is up." ”

Ye Xiao heard that He Taichong's breath was heavy, presumably he was already very difficult to fight the two of them in a row. In a moment, the drama started again, and the black forest bowl made a long and heavy iron rod, so that the wind filled the hall, and the candle flame on the hall was excited by the wind to flicker, and the candle shadow was like a floating cloud in the sky, passing over Zhao Min's feet one by one. Suddenly, it was dark in front of his eyes, and several red candles on the right side of the hall were blown out by the wind of the iron staff, and the wooden sword was broken with a click. He Taichong let out a long sigh and threw his sword to the ground, and finally lost the competition.

The black-faced old man said, "Mr. Tieqin, will you descend?"

He Taichong said proudly: "I will neither surrender nor accept it." If my internal strength is there, this monk is my opponent?"

The black-faced old man said coldly: "Cut off his left ring finger and send it back to the tower." ”

But seeing that the temple interrupted his fingers, applied medicine, stopped bleeding, and wrapped his wounds, He Taichong was very hard, and he didn't even hum. This made Ye Xiao can't help but look up to him a few points, originally because of the original work, he still despised He Taichong very much, but now it has changed a lot.

Soon, the group of yellow-clothed men with torches in their hands sent He Taichong back to the tower to be imprisoned. Ye Xiao shrank behind the corner, and saw He Taichong's face like white paper in the firelight, gritting his teeth, and his expression was extremely angry. After the group walked away, they suddenly heard a delicate and crisp voice in the hall, and said: "Mr. Lu Stick, the swordsmanship of the Kunlun faction is really good, he stabbed Mahabas's move, first on the left and on the right......" Ye Xiao looked at it again, and saw that it was Zhao Min who spoke. As she spoke, she walked to the hall, holding a wooden sword in her hand, and followed He Taichong's swordsmanship. The monk Mahapas danced with two knives and fed her tricks.

Seeing this situation, Ye Xiao remembered that in the original book, Zhao Min arrested the people of the six major sects, and it was like this that forced the masters of the six major sects to compete with her subordinates, and then she watched the stealing master from the sidelines, and now in this world Zhao Min is obviously the same as in the original book, just because he was held hostage by him some time ago, and he was not able to escape until yesterday, and he came to Wan'an Temple early this morning, until this time.

The black-faced old man was one of the two elders of Xuan Ming called "Mr. Deer Stick" by Zhao Min, and praised: "The master is really smart, and this trick makes it right." ”

Zhao Min practiced again and again, each time he poked the tip of the sword into Mahapasi's armpit, although the sword was a wooden sword, but it poked it heavily, and every time it poked in the same part, it must have been quite painful. Mahabas was so focused on feeding her that he didn't complain or dodge at all. She practiced these tricks, and then asked Wen Wo'er to come out and try how He Taichong defeated his swordsmanship. Following Zhao Min and the Black Forest Bowl to feed the moves, he hesitated a little when he made the last few moves, and asked, "Mr. Deer Stick, is this the case?"

The deer sticker groaned and didn't answer, turned his head and said, "Brother Crane, have you seen clearly?"

A voice in the corner on the left said, "Master Ku must remember it more clearly." ”

Zhao Min smiled and said, "Master Ku, please give me some advice." I saw a long-haired shawl head walking over on the right, with a burly figure, and his face was full of scars, and his appearance was completely unrecognizable. His hair was reddish-brown, and he was not from Middle-earth. But seeing that he didn't say a word, he took the wooden sword in Zhao Min's hand, brushed the sword, brushed the sword, and attacked the Black Forest Bowl, using the Kunlun faction swordsmanship. This Kutoutuo, known as the "Master of Bitterness", imitated He Taichong's sword moves, and he didn't use any internal force at all, but the black forest bowl did it with all his might, and when he was in the middle of the fight, he swept with his staff, and the red candles that were lit after the right side of the hall were extinguished suddenly went out again. He Taichong had no dodge in this move, and was forced to block the iron rod with the wooden sword, so the sword was defeated, but the wooden sword of the bitter head turned sharply and was cut out lightly, like a light swallow skimming the water and cutting it against the iron staff. The fingers of the black forest bowl man holding the staff were cut by the wooden sword, and the acupoint at the tiger's mouth was sour and numb, and he couldn't hold it when he landed. The black forest bowl man's face was flushed, knowing that if this wooden sword had been replaced with a sharp sword, his eight fingers would have already been cut off, and he bowed down and said, "Obey, obey!" leaned over and picked up the iron staff. Kutoutuo held the wooden sword in both hands and handed it to Zhao Min.