The person who rescued him was the goshawk, he saw that the monk of Tianhai made a big capture to hold Kangle, and he had expected that the two would fight to the death, so he blocked the two with the kung fu of the magic sound qi wall, and said to the Shaolin monk: "In the Xiajiang Dragon Gang Jiujiang Hall Goshawk, the master of my family Li Tang learned that the Dao of Longhu Mountain was in trouble, and asked me to come to help, who knows that the merits of the masters are immeasurable, and the emergency rescue is already here, just in the next to see the situation is critical, and it is really rude when you shoot, I hope you will forgive me." ”

Heaven and earth said happily: "You are the goshawk hero of the Jianglong Gang? ”

Hearing this, the goshawk was fluttering and asked, "I don't know which senior monk the master is? ”

The monk of heaven and earth said: "The teacher is the first Wufu Zen master of the precept institute of this temple today. ”

Goshawk smiled: "It turned out to be Wufu Zen Master, is his old man still in good spirits?

The monk nodded and said, "Master, his old man is in good health, and he has the goshawk hero to worry about." ”

Congler struggled to stand up, touched his throat, remembered the ruthlessness of the Tianhai monk, his heart was angry, he gritted his teeth, and said loudly: "You are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, chivalrous and righteous, and you really don't have to be ashamed of what you can do! ”

Tianhai's face was flushed, he was speechless by Congler, and he regretted it in his heart, he was fascinated for a while, and he actually left his good thoughts behind, only ******** wanted to save face for Shaolin Temple, and avenged the defeat of the two senior brothers, and almost made a big mistake, thinking of the situation, sweat was dripping on his forehead, and he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at Congler's expression.

Congler said again: "Zhang Xiuzhen, you instigated your brother to kill my relatives, what else do you have to say now?"

Zhang Xiuzhen cried in the cave: "Daddy." Brother, you two died so miserably. ”

Kangler was very happy, but when he remembered Zhang Xiuzhen, the culprit, he was angry, and said coldly: "You well-dressed beast, you even know how to cry and mourn? I will send you down and reunite with your whole family." ”

Goshawk hurriedly stopped and said, "Miss Guo Yuanzheng, you led these Persian Hu people to kill Longhu Mountain, killing and injuring countless people. The scourge is huge, even if it is a great grudge, it has been leveled at this time, so why rush to kill it all?"

Kangler heard her say the word "Guo Yuanzheng", his heart was shocked, and he was in a trance for a while, and after a while, he said: "Since you call me by the name of the Han people, you must have listened to our conversation? Back then, thousands of miles away, they wanted to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and kill me, by mistake. Failed. Hmph, now I want to return a tooth for a tooth, so that Longhu Mountain will be wiped out from now on. ”

Goshawk said: "The girl is vengeful, and it is understandable. But don't you know that you have become the murderous knife of these Hu people?"

Congler said angrily: "The wicked among the Han people are more treacherous and evil, far better than the Persian Hu, and these parishioners saved my life." Uncle Yesa raised me, and I kill for them far more than in the company of you hypocrites. She didn't want to say more, and she didn't know the details of the goshawk, and with a wave of her hand, all the Ming Sect disciples showed their blades, rubbed their fists, and were ready to go.

Goshawk thought to himself, "It is not too late to defeat them first, and then to deliver the dagger letter to her." It's just that they can't hurt the monks and Taoists, so they need to be careful. He made up his mind to capture the king of Nayesa within one move, make the enemy throw a mouse, and then find a way to resolve the crisis.

Suddenly, I heard Zhang Xiuzhen let out a strange scream, and he was a little like a horse, and he cried out: "Lord Ma, Lord Ma, you have great powers, control life and death, and need to save the lives of my father and brother." Back then, you asked us to find the cheats, but we couldn't get it, and you didn't pay attention to us anymore, but now that girl has been found, she has thrown herself into the net, you hurry up and save your father, save your brother. Out of nowhere, he gave birth to divine power, carried the corpses of Zhang Feisheng and Zhang Xiuxian, and ran to the depths of the cave.

Congler said sharply: "Are you crazy? What is the prince of horses, the prince of the cow?" jumped and swept over the head of the Shaolin monk, the goshawk was secretly frightened, and had a strange premonition, and did not stop it, and followed Kangele into the hole, followed by the Ming cultists.

This cave is not deep, walked more than ten zhang away, has reached the end of the cave, only to see a flat stone wall, there seems to be a statue of God on the wall, that Zhang Xiuzhen brown roared, and kept kneeling and worshipping at the stone wall. It was easy for Congler to kill him at this time, but for some reason, he was inexplicably afraid in his heart, and he didn't dare to do it for a while.

The goshawk slashed a sword, and the red light on the sword was blazing, as if a torch was lit, illuminating the fresco, and all the Persian Hu people were dumbfounded, and each of them was as if they were stupid, and even Nakangle was terrified. The goshawk couldn't help but boast: "This is called the Dawn Sword, it is my Central Plains martial arts mastery, you frogs at the bottom of the well, naturally you don't know how powerful my **** is to go to the country." ”

The Bright Lantern Sect King muttered, "This is the Ming King's Flame Sword Kung Fu, how could you know this wonderful martial art, where did you steal it?"

Goshawk said strangely: "What Ming King Flame Sword? This is Lao Tzu's own realization." ”

Although Congler was bent on revenge, he couldn't help but say: "The Ming King Flame Sword is a divine skill created by a flying elder in the sect a hundred years ago, and he used this method to fight all over the Western Regions, and no one can defeat him, and since then, no one has practiced it. This is recorded in a long history in the Mani annals, and your swordsmanship is similar to the good life described in the history books."

The old goshawk blushed and thought, "Flies do seem to have been in the Ming Sect for many years, but I have completely forgotten that in this way, these people are all disciples of flies. He immediately laughed loudly and said: "It is common for history books to talk about it and put gold on their faces. The flaming sword of the fly, compared to my Dawn Sword, I am afraid that it is far inferior. "I hurriedly took a picture of the mural, and I saw that it was a monster with a human body and a horse's face, and the carving was very rough, but I could also see that this monster was extremely vicious. When he saw the picture clearly, he immediately dispersed the sword, and for a moment he could not see anything in the cave.

In this way, the Mingjiao disciples were afraid of the goshawk and did not dare to provoke easily, but Congler ignored it completely and shouted: "Zhang Xiuzhen, it is useless for you to pretend to be a ghost." Let's take my life!" Raising the scimitar, the silver light was magnificent, and slashed at his back, the goshawk shouted: "Stop!" As soon as the words fell, he saw that Zhang Xiuzhen's body was strange, which was completely different from before, the goshawk's heart was cold, and he hesitated slightly, Kangler had hit Zhang Xiuzhen's back with a knife, only to hear the sound of "dang", she was bleeding from the tiger's mouth, and the knife was rolling, like slashing granite.

Zhang Xiuzhen gasped and stood up slowly, the hearts of the Ming Sect were shocked, and they couldn't help screaming loudly, although they were in the dark, they could still see that this Zhang Xiuzhen was tall, several times larger than before, three or four feet tall, a pair of black and shiny eyes, shaking his head, like a giant horse breathing.

Congler seemed to have fallen into a nightmare for a while, and said in a trembling voice: "You Zhang Xiuzhen, you, you, will you also make me and me this ecstasy immortal method?

Zhang Xiuzhen hissed, stepped on the ground, and the ground collapsed, and Congler was caught off guard and fell down with the monster. The goshawk shouted, "Not good!" and jumped into the hole, grabbed Congele by the hair, and used the elephant trunk snake to stick to a mountain wall, but the rock came loose with a bang, and the goshawk fell again before he could make a move.

It was also his mildew star, the cave seemed to be collapsing, the rubble above fell like raindrops, the goshawk couldn't help himself, he was smashed to the head and bleeding, so he had to pull Kangle to his chest, use the magic sound qi wall, protect it front and back, and then use the purple ball that was refined and moved to protect the body, gritted his teeth, and fell straight into the depths

A few hours ago, Gui Yanran said goodbye to the goshawk and Mo Wei, crossed the mountains and mountains, his eyes were like electricity, his ears heard the wind, he listened attentively to the surrounding situation, and did a stick of incense, and vaguely heard the sound of a woman crying somewhere, he was anxious, and secretly thought: "It must be these wicked people who are bullying weak women again." Thinking of what the original man at the bottom of the mountain said, he really hated these Mingjiao Hu people to the bone, walked with a breeze, hurried away, and rushed towards the crying place.

Halfway through, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps behind me, and someone followed, and the light skill was surprisingly high. Gui Yanran looked back, at that time, the dense fog in the mountains was thick, and it was difficult to see who the person was, so he simply stood still, waited for the person to approach, and asked, "Why did Your Excellency follow Gui Mou?"

The man said "ah", walked a few steps, revealed a pretty face like a beautiful jade pearl, and said strangely: "Don't worry, aren't you heading north? Why did you come here?"

Mo Wei looked dazed and said, "I don't know, I was going north, but after walking for a while, I felt uncomfortable, as if I had arrived at the riverside." I was confused, and I couldn't tell where I was, so I instinctively rushed here, and I didn't know that I ran into you again. ”

Gui Yanran said with a smile: "Yes, your old problem is not cured, and when you encounter the river, you will be sick and tired." If you knew this, it would be better to leave you at the bottom of the mountain, and save you from suffering these things. ”

Mo Wu teased: "Gui Da Sect Master, your old man's magic skills are the first in the world, I don't worry about my ability, it is indeed far from you, if you think I have dragged you down, I will go down the mountain." ”

Gui Yanran hurriedly said: "No, no, you are by my side to help me come up with ideas, but you are much stronger than me alone." ”

Mo Wei breathed a little, only to feel refreshed, true qi was full of wealth, the previous illness no longer existed, and the internal force was far better than before, she felt slightly strange, and said: "Now it is back to normal, it is really strange." He thought to himself, "What kind of mystery is Xuan Qin doing, why is my skill sometimes strong and sometimes weak?" ”

Since the two met bizarrely, they simply went up the mountain together, and Gui Yanran followed the sound to find it, there was a mountain road in front of them, carved out of stone steps, and the road was spacious, Mo Wei said: "Could it be the path to the Taoist Temple of Wanchen Peak?"

Gui Yanran said: "I don't know, but there must be someone doing evil ahead." After walking a few more steps, a strong wind blew on the ground, and the thick fog dissipated, Gui Yanran opened his eyes and saw that his face changed color, and there was a trace of panic in his heart.

I saw a person standing in front of him, wearing a wide brocade robe, with a green face and fangs, with horns on his head, looking like a ghost, holding a sickle, motionless facing the two of them. (To be continued.) )