In the face of Guo Jing's blame, but he really cared for him, Ye Xiao was not only grateful, but also grateful.

"Master, how can an unfilial disciple take care of you. Saying that, Ye Xiao said to Zhang Sanfeng: "Master Zhang, please give me advice on this third palm!"

"Rebel, you ......," Guo Jing said angrily.

However, before he finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Guo Daxia, since the disciple has decided so, you should respect his choice." After a pause, he said: "Guo Daxia, Lao Dao really envy you for being such an outstanding apprentice." ”

He said this as a sincere compliment, but anyone who heard him say this would probably think that he was deliberately entertaining.

Guo Jing's face was pale, he snorted coldly, and retreated.

Ye Xiao said: "Please!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, but when he saw that he made a Tai Chi movement, he let go of a ripple rippling around his body, but compared to the previous two times, this time the movement was much smaller, but everyone knew that this next palm decision was even more terrifying than before.

But it was not the natural wind, but Zhang Sanfeng's internal qi was agitated, causing a whirlwind to roll around him, and many people couldn't help but retreat slightly, but Ye Xiao couldn't move.

"My life is at rest!" Ye Xiao suddenly had such a premonition in his heart, but he was calm and calm, and he didn't have the slightest fear of death, but seemed peaceful.

"It's coming!" Zhang Sanfeng said lightly, everyone looked at it without blinking, for fear of missing the slightest detail.

Burst!

There was a muffled sound, at this moment, Ye Xiao's whole body shook, he felt that he had suddenly suffered an electric shock, his eyes widened violently, his pupils contracted slightly, he had an illusion, his soul seemed to be out of his body, he felt that he saw himself, as if he was looking down on everyone in the sky, and every subtle detail of everyone's expressions was clear.

Zhou Zhiruo's tears burst out instantly, as if in slow motion.

Guo Jing's pupils widened, and his expression was full of pain and sorrow.

Yin Tianzheng, Yang Xiao and the others opened and closed their mouths, obviously shouting something, but he couldn't hear it at all, his world was quiet, and all the sounds disappeared.

In the True Martial Palace, everyone watched Ye Xiao slowly fall, his eyes widened, lifeless, obviously dead. In this way, naturally some people are happy and some are worried, most people cheer, and the Mingjiao side is immersed in sorrow, Wei Yixiao even shouted to avenge Ye Xiao.

Zhou Zhiruo's voice was hoarse from crying, she lay on Ye Xiao's body, she couldn't believe that Ye Xiao was actually dead, she once defeated the ten major sects with the power of one person, but she was killed by someone with three palms here. She blamed herself very much, deeply blamed herself, if it weren't for herself, Ye Xiao wouldn't have come! If she hadn't come, he wouldn't have died!

I'm an ominous person, my mother is dead, my father is gone, and now the only person in the world who loves me is gone, what's the point of me being alive?!

Suddenly, Zhou Zhiruo got up from the ground, pulled out the sword on a nearby person, and wiped it at his neck.

This sudden situation surprised everyone, and the exterminator even shouted: "Zhiruo, no!"

It's a pity that everyone didn't have time to stop it, and suddenly a pair of hands appeared on Zhou Zhiruo's sword, and with a bang, the long sword broke off and fell to the ground. Zhou Zhiruo was stunned and muttered, "Why don't you let me die?!"

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand and patted her on the back of the head, and Zhou Zhiruo fainted. He pondered for a moment, handed Zhou Zhiruo to Yang Xiao, and said, "Please also take care of the sect leader's wife." ”

Yang Xiao's face turned pale, and he snorted coldly and took over Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't care, squatted down beside Ye Xiao, Wei smiled and said angrily: "Niubi, what do you want to do?!"

"Presumptuous!" Song Yuanqiao shouted.

Zhang Sanfeng said gently: "Yuanqiao, Hugh is rude!"

"Yes, Master. Song Yuanqiao bowed his head.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled at Wei Yi and said, "Bat King, Lao Dao wants to take Ye Xiaoyou to a place, okay?"

Wei smiled and frowned, and said, "Niu Nose, if you kill my sect leader, won't you even refuse to let go of his corpse?" If that's the case, even if my old bat fights for this old life, he will turn your Wudang faction upside down!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly and said, "In the eyes of everyone, Ye Xiaoyou is dead, but in the eyes of Lao Dao, he is alive. ”

Wei Yi smiled and said: "Niubi, are you crazy? Or are we all blind?

Regarding Wei Yixiao's abuse, Zhang Sanfeng let it be as if he hadn't heard it, kept a smile as always, and said gently: "Bat King, I have to take Ye Xiaoyou to a place, so I forgive the old man for being sloppy and unable to accompany him." As he spoke, he suddenly stepped forward, hugged Ye Xiao before Wei Yixiao could react, and then floated away towards the outside of the True Martial Palace.

"Friends of the Ming Sect, please be calm, Lao Dao uses the prestige of the Wudang faction as a guarantee, and will definitely return Ye Xiaoyou to your faction. Zhang Sanfeng's voice came from far outside the hall, and everyone reacted.

While the people of the Ming Sect were furious, others, including Song Yuanqiao and others, were puzzled by Zhang Sanfeng's actions today. If Zhang Sanfeng deliberately provoked Ye Xiao and made him kill him with his hands tied to eliminate the harm for the martial arts, then now Ye Xiao is obviously dead, he has achieved his goal, but now he has snatched Ye Xiao's body, not to mention this kind of thing, not to mention a grandmaster like him, even ordinary martial arts people will not insult the corpse so much, the so-called dead are great, even if there is a deep hatred, ordinary people will not do anything to the enemy's corpse, but Zhang Sanfeng just did it.

Zhang Sanfeng went out of the True Martial Arts Palace, and went to the back mountain of the Wudang faction, there was a statue of the True Martial God on the back mountain of the Wudang Sect, and he stopped until he was in front of the True Martial God statue, and put Ye Xiao's body in front of the True Martial God statue.

"Old man Sun, the old Taoist brought Ye Xiaoyou!" Zhang Sanfeng suddenly shouted.

However, there was silence all around, but there was no sound except for the birdsong, and suddenly a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl turned out from behind the statue of the True Martial God, but saw that she was wearing two big braids, and a pair of big eyes were black and bright.

"Grandpa Zhang, you're here. The girl exclaimed with a smile.

Zhang Sanfeng obviously knew the girl and asked, "Xiaohong, where is your grandfather?"

The girl said, "Grandpa said he was going to do something and would be back soon." ”

Zhang Sanfeng's face was not shocked, but at this time he showed an anxious look, and said: "This old man Sun is really true, he doesn't leave early or late, so he chooses this time." ”

The girl smiled: "Grandpa Zhang, don't worry, my grandfather said that he will come back soon, then he will definitely come back soon." ”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly: "If it's too late, I'm afraid that the old Dao Wudang Mountain will be demolished by Ye Xiaoyou's subordinates." ”

The girl walked up to Ye Xiao's corpse, stared at him with a pair of round eyes, and said, "Grandpa Zhang, I've seen him." ”

Zhang Sanfeng said: "I know. ”

"Grandpa Zhang, what's wrong with him, is he dead?" the girl asked.

Zhang Sanfeng was about to answer, suddenly a figure floated up from the bottom of the mountain, yes, it was floating up, just like a feather, fluttering with the wind, but the speed was extremely fast, and he arrived on the mountain in an instant, but it was a thin old man with white hair, but he saw him holding a dry cigarette in his hand, wearing a blue cloth robe, and a smile on his face.