Sixth, the crane and ape cry on the cliff

The big ship sailed to the isolated island, and saw the reef lying underwater, and the rocks were piled up in a mess, and in the dark night, under the dark moon, it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a cloud or an island. Mo worries people put down a small boat, and he fell on the boat silently, like duckweed floating leaves, and the hull of the boat did not even shake.

Goshawk and Gui Yanran thought in unison: "What a light skill!"

Zierle and Imia ordered twenty more good men, and dived into the water with them, swimming towards the island before Mowei. Mo Wei waited for a while, and then pulled the wood pulp, and the boat broke through the water. The goshawk beckoned to Gui Yanran, and the two fell into the water together, also quietly. They followed Mo Wei's boat closely, swimming in the water with very slight movements, so that she would not notice it in the slightest.

On the island, the Yuan soldiers found a hillside to hide, Mo Wei docked the boat on the shore and slowly walked behind the Yuan soldiers. This small island is only two miles in circumference, there are no mountains and trees, except for some rocks, there is nothing to obstruct. Mo Wei looked up and saw a big tree overhead, with dense branches and leaves, which was easy to hide, he was overjoyed, and after a moment of silence, Zierle and Yimia nodded at the same time, and Mo Wei jumped up the tree like a red glow, introducing it into the dense leaves.

The goshawk and Gui Yanran were crawling on the shore, and when the goshawk saw this scene, he was slightly shocked in his heart, and said: "This Mo Wei will also transmit the sound into the secret technique, he just used this way to send an order to the Yuan soldiers." ”

Gui Yanran said curiously: "I heard the master say that this kung fu is extremely difficult, how can everyone know it now?"

Goshawk shook his head and said: "When I was in the north, there were very few people in the rivers and lakes who learned to transmit the sound into the secrets. Is martial art better than the north?"

The two sighed, and had the intention to investigate the situation on the island, so they quietly dived back into the water. After swimming like a fish in the water for a while, they came to the other side of the island, which was closer to those Xiaoyao Palace disciples, and the two of them found a rock to hide, and watched quietly.

And behold, there were indeed twenty men on the island, each armed with torches. His expression was solemn, and he seemed to be a little sad. In front of them stood four wooden pillars, on which were three men and one woman. Hanging his head unconscious, there was a pile of firewood under the wooden pillar, and the posture was very dangerous. The woman was about thirty-five years old, and she had a bit of a look. The three men were all fifteen or sixteen years old.

One of the men in front sighed. said: "Serve the altar master, did you say that the Wanliyao brothers will come?"

Before he could finish speaking, another man beside him said angrily: "This person has committed such a big crime, and you still call him brother?"

An old man in a brown shirt said: "Let's catch his wife and son, how can he not come with such a temperament?" Alas, Wanli Yao's martial arts talents are outstanding, and he has been getting along with everyone day and night in the past few years. The righteousness is deep, and everyone respects it. Brother Zhang couldn't change his words for a while, and it wasn't a big mistake. ”

The angry man snorted when he heard this, and said, "When he did such a thing, I remembered calling him brother in the past, and I wanted to gouge out my tongue." ”

Everyone was silent, and after a while, someone asked: "Altar master, Brother Wei is guarding outside with those brothers, why is there no news, will there be any enemies?"

The lord of the altar pondered for a moment and said: "Although Brother Wei's martial arts are high, he is reckless and irritable, I hope he will not cause trouble indiscriminately, and it is good to hurt the innocent." ”

Goshawk and Gui Yanran glanced at each other, and Goshawk said in his heart: "It turns out that the actions of those assassins before were not instructed by this altar master, so Mo Wei may not necessarily have to fight them to the death." ”

Gui Yanran's eyes were sharp, and when he saw Mo Wei's eyes flashing on the tree, he was staring at him, obviously aware of it. He pulled the goshawk and pointed at Mo Wei, the goshawk immediately woke up, smiled bitterly, hugged his fists, and apologized. He knew that Mo Wei was too far away, and he might not be able to hear what everyone in the Xiaoyao Palace said, so he waved his hand again and again, signaling Mo Wu Mo to make a move.

At this moment, the woman on the pillar trembled slightly, and woke up, and when she saw the scene around her, she was shocked and shouted, "Serve the altar master, what is the matter? Why did you tie me up with my son? Where did we offend you?"

The lord of the altar sighed and said, "Ah Zhou, I lied to you to come here, I'm really sorry for you. But we really can't find the whereabouts of Wan Liyao, so we can only capture you and lure him out to ambush him. ”

Ah Zhou screamed and shouted, "What kind of fu? What did the boy and his father do? Why did you kill him?"

The altar lord looked grief-stricken, and so did the believers of the Xiaoyao Palace, and the altar master said: "Do you know the fishing village where we live with Wan Liyao? There are more than 200 people in the village, and they are usually happy and harmonious. ”

Ah Zhou heard his gloomy tone and became even more frightened, but he still nodded and said: "The eldest brother once wrote a letter to mention that he said that the people in the village are very good, and you all stay there, and your life is plain and happy, and there is no Yuan Bing to disturb you." ”

Before the lord of the altar could answer, the angry man suddenly roared: "That pig and dog are not as good as Wanli Yao, and he took advantage of our outing, he suddenly poisoned more than 100 people in the village, and did not spare even the old and weak women and children!

Ah Zhou let out a scream and said loudly: "Big brother, he will never do this! I know very well what kind of person he is! Chen Adong, you are spewing blood and framing my eldest brother!"

The owner of the service altar patted Chen Adong's shoulder, so that he should not be excited, and said in a gloomy voice: "There are more than ten people in the village who have survived, and each of them has been identified as a killer thousands of miles away. And he is nowhere to be found, how can we deduce this when you say this?"

Ah Zhou gritted his teeth, burst into tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Then do you plan to kill our mother and son to avenge the people in the village?"

The lord of the altar shook his head and said: "We people from the Xiaoyao Palace will never do such a despicable and shameless thing, and I tied you here today just to pretend, lure him out, and force him to comply." After saying that, he pointed out from afar, and four strong winds flew out, sneering, sealing the acupoints of the four people.

Goshawk thought to himself: "Good fellow, this hand is not simple. Look at this person's technique, it seems to be the empty finger of the Maoshan sect, and the skill is profound, this person's surname is uniform, it should be the service of the sect faction. He has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he can be regarded as a well-known master, I can't imagine that this person is also a person from the Xiaoyao Palace, how could he be reduced to this cape fishing village?"

Suddenly, I only heard a roar on the river in the distance, the roar was so weird, the sound was as sharp as a flute, sad as a owl, piercing through the waves, and it was terrifying. When everyone heard about this life, they all trembled, their hands and feet trembled suddenly, and some of those soldiers had a slightly weaker internal strength, and they were urged by the roar, their feet were weak, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The believers in the Xiaoyao Palace were immediately shocked and shouted one after another: "Who is it, come out for me!"

Mo Wei scolded secretly, jumped off the tree to the ground, and stood in front of the lord of the altar, and those Yuan soldiers walked out from behind the stones together, clenched their weapons, and blocked Mo Wei's front.

Seeing that Mo Xian's face was extremely beautiful, he was obviously a Han man, but he was faintly the leader of this group of Yuan soldiers, and he couldn't help but be taken aback. With a wave of his hand, he stopped the commotion of the crowd and asked, "I wonder why this girl came to the desert island at night?"

Mo Wei laughed when he heard this, then his face sank, and he said: "You demons and villains, you sent people on our ship to kill people before, and almost killed the lives of our boatloads, I came to you to avenge those dead brothers!"

The lord of the altar trembled, revealing a look of shock, and asked: "Go on the boat to kill people, what about those people, where are they now?" He knew that those brothers were strong in martial arts, and they could turn into strange beasts, and they were really ruthless, and they couldn't stop it, and they couldn't stop it, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy when he didn't see them at this moment.

Mo Wei smiled: "They were too presumptuous, they were all killed by me and thrown into the river to feed the fish." Before they died, they confessed where you were, and I came here to settle accounts with you!"

When everyone in the Xiaoyao Palace heard this, they were furious, and their bodies swelled up one by one, turning into fierce monsters, looking at Mo Yu and everyone staring at each other, their eyes were like fireballs, and when the Yuan soldiers saw such a scene, they were brave and fierce, and they were also frightened and trembling. As soon as Mo Wei raised his hand, a red sword appeared in his palm, and he looked at the enemy for a long time.

The lord of the altar shouted: "Stop! We are at fault in this matter, and both sides have been injured, so how can we disobey the rules and kill at will? What is the difference between bandits and road tyrants?"

The Brother Zhang roared in a rough voice: "Altar Master, these are Tartars! Tartars who have killed the people of the world! And when they see us like this, how can they let them live?"

The altar master hesitated, pondered for a long time, sighed, and said, "If something is helpless, let's do it!"

The Yuan soldiers and the disciples shouted at the same time, and rushed forward to kill. The Yuan soldiers put on a formation, crossbow arrows were fired, spears were stabbed, shields were resisted, Zierle and Yimia attacked together, but it was still difficult to stop the onslaught of the monsters in the Xiaoyao Palace, and in a moment, the danger was full of dangers, and many Yuan soldiers immediately fell to the ground, and the monsters were only slightly injured.

Mo Wu roared, stabbed at the master of the altar, the master of the altar saw that he was coming very fast, the swordsmanship was exquisite, and he was shocked, his fingers trembled, and the finger force flew to Mo You's acupuncture points, Mo Wu put his palm forward, and a force of splitting the palm flew out, blocking all the finger power. With the momentum, he fell in front of the altar master, and made one move after another, like a long rainbow running through the sun, and the stars were in the sky, forcing the altar master to be in a hurry.

Goshawk thought to himself: "This Mo Wu internal force move, all of them are far superior to the altar master, only slightly inferior to Qi Yu and Jiuying, and it is almost inseparable from the four ghosts of the Ghost Sword Gate." At such a young age, where did he practice such a high level of kung fu?" "It stands to reason that this altar master is not an opponent of Mo Worry, and he will be defeated within ten moves, but for some reason, Mo Worry looks really sleepy, and after a few moves, the shot is gradually slow.

The altar master found the gap, took half a step back, raised his head to the sky and shouted, his body swelled, turning into a half-human green wolf, and in an instant, his strength increased sharply, his speed was extraordinary, and he pounced on it, and it was inseparable from Mo Wei's momentary killing. Mo Wei cheered up, gritted his teeth and attacked, but it was a little late to cheer up at this time, after the change of the owner of the altar, the internal force was drumming, the skin was thick and thick, and she was on par, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

The two men were in a stalemate, and the victory was undecided, but on the side, most of the Yuan soldiers had been killed, and only a few people were left to fight side by side with Zierle and Imia, and everyone was wounded, and the situation was thrilling. (To be continued......)