"That's good!" Ye Feng was still leisurely, took a sip of tea, and said indifferently, "Master Jueyuan's martial arts are so high, much higher than Mo Yundao's, it can be seen that he also benefited from that mysterious organization, and the martial arts and mentality of these monks are probably also done by that organization, Shaolin treats these people as dead soldiers, such people are a little tricky!"

Wan'er was attacked, but she didn't have any intention of fighting back, but moved the lotus step lightly, and slowly sat down beside Ye Feng, smiling smartly. Suddenly, the four people who were attacking fiercely stopped, each of them was grabbed by a hand on their arms, unable to move, and of the five seniors who were originally standing, only Mo Yun Dao Chang moved to stand behind Ye Feng, and the rest of them all took steps to receive the attack of the dead soldiers.

Because the costumes of these predecessors in the rivers and lakes are very different, Master Jueyuan didn't notice it for a while, but now that he looks at it again, he said awe-inspiring in his heart: "Ye Meng's pomp is indeed very big, who is the poor monk and the Taoist, it turned out to be the famous Tang Sect master, Ouyang family master, Huashan head and Emei head. If it were someone else, I wouldn't be surprised, but I never thought that Master Qingxin, who didn't participate in the disputes between the rivers and lakes, would actually join Ye Meng!"

The corners of the mouth of the Qingxin Master, who were a little cold, hooked a smile, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "My business is not bothering the respected Master Jueyuan, if the master has a heart, if there is less hegemony and more compassion, the refugees in the north will be much better!" As soon as the words fell, Qingxin Shitai raised his eyebrows, and Rou Yi used a little force to shock the dead soldiers, and the rest of the seniors all exuded their own skills and repelled their respective opponents, and the two were opposed, and the atmosphere froze for a while.

Master Jueyuan sneered and sighed: "These monks of my Shaolin have just become adults, but they never thought that their first opponent would be the heads of the major families in the rivers and lakes, which surprised the poor monks, but because of this, this duel has become a little interesting!" But under such a similar self-harm, the aura of several people has increased greatly, their faces are slightly inky, and their eyes are blood-red.

"Oh?" Mingyue Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly, her mouth moved, and she said in surprise, "I've never seen such an exercise, several masters must be careful, they are not afraid of death!" Wan'er was cautious, and glanced at Master Jueyuan, who was always holding the teacup, but saw that his eyes had been closed, but the fingertips of the palm holding the teacup were constantly trembling slightly, and then whispered: "Brother Feng, Sister Mingyue, you look at Jueyuan's palm......"

Ye Feng raised his eyes, his eyes froze, and then he glanced at the several dead soldiers who were becoming more and more domineering, and said suspiciously: "I'm afraid that Jueyuan has some kind of connection with these four!"

"'Killing Gu'?" Mingyue was stunned, and said in shock, "I didn't expect that the Central Plains would reproduce this kind of Miao Gu!"

Ye Feng heard Mingyue's exclamation, and knew that Mingyue had made a discovery, so he was puzzled: "Mingyue, I heard you say this, don't you know this thing?" Mingyue didn't speak, lowered her eyebrows and thought deeply, as if she was recalling, and Ye Feng didn't urge, waiting for Mingyue to come back to her senses. Wan'er looked at the situation in the field and couldn't help but exclaim, "How can this be?"

Mingyue was startled, raised her head, and looked at the situation in the field, but saw that the leaders who were a little relaxed just now suddenly lost the wind, and those dead soldiers no longer cooperated, but fought on their own, but their respective combat power improved rapidly, gradually suppressing the seniors of the rivers and lakes. Mingyue saw it clearly, shook her head lightly, and muttered to herself: "Sure enough, it's really 'Killing Gu'! I didn't expect that decades later, I would be lucky enough to really see the Gu of Miao Jiang made by Ouchi's super master!"

"'Killing Gu'?" Ye Feng had some doubts and asked Mingyue, "Mingyue, you just mentioned Ouchi, I don't know if this is ......"

Mingyue showed a solemn expression, bowed her head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Master once mentioned that the rebellion in the world a few years ago, although the Zhao family won the world, but among the masters of the previous dynasty, there was a kind of vicious Miao Jiang Gu, called 'Killing Gu'! Because the person who was tricked by Gu can get several times his own strength, and his mind is controlled by others, it is the secret technique of the royal family of the previous dynasty, and the rumors have been lost, but I didn't expect it to appear here, if so, I'm afraid it will ......."

Ye Feng is resourceful, naturally he is already aware of it, but he is silent, and Wan'er is a military advisor, this should be the time for her to express her opinion, she frowned, stared at the dead soldiers who were in the scene, and said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, I am afraid that the purpose of this mysterious organization is to restore the previous dynasty, and this organization is hidden among the powerful people of the current dynasty!" As she spoke, Wan'er's mind drifted over the figure who looked down on the world, and silently thought in her heart: Brother Jiuzhong, I hope that this kind of human and godly anger has nothing to do with you, otherwise......

Mingyue has always been smart, and when she saw that Wan'er was a little depressed after speaking, she knew that this Nizi remembered some people, and couldn't help but say: "Silly Nizi, don't think nonsense, I'm afraid you know the most about his conduct!" Wan'er was stunned, and recalled to herself that man who could only guard silently and never complained, her heart was happy, and she sighed: "Yes, thank you, Sister Mingyue!"

Ye Feng lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, shook his head lightly, and said solemnly: "No matter what the purpose of this organization is, the first task is the present, how can we solve the problem?" Mingyue's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, squinting at Jueyuan, who had closed his eyes tightly, and said indifferently: "Naturally, the thief will capture the king first!" When Daoist Mo Yun, who had been silent, heard this, he volunteered to clench his fists and said: "Miss Mingyue, let Poor Dao go and capture Jueyuan!"

Mingyue chuckled, raised her soft sword and stroked Qingsi, and said lightly: "Dao Chief, don't worry, naturally you can, it's just that he can use such a Gu technique so openly, I'm afraid he also knows that he is the key, so he naturally has a defense, but we only have one chance, if we can't cut off their connection at one time, maybe the dead man will get out of the control of the magician, and then it will be really tricky." Therefore, we have to cut off the connection between the dead soldiers and stop the dead soldiers' movements before they get out of control, so the three of us act together, and we are still bothering the husband to control the overall situation!"

Although Ye Feng lost his martial arts, his eyesight was excellent, and his control of the situation was even more spicy, he smiled at himself, and said with a slight bow: "Take Mingyue as the lead, attract Jueyuan's attention, and then attack Wan'er as the ****, and then Moyun Daoist will carry out the third wave of attacks, and he must break the teacup in Jueyuan's hand!" After a brief discussion, Mingyue stood up, with a master of their level, with a few hints, he naturally knew how to attack.

Mingyue stood upright, took out the beauty sword from her sleeve, stretched out her soft wattle and gently wiped it, and then raised it and put it between her lips, spit out her fragrant tongue ****, and said softly: "I haven't used my full strength for a long time, I hope this time I can enjoy some fun!"

Suddenly, the dead man suddenly exerted his strength, repelled the Tang Sect Master and Qingxin Shitai, jumped up, and blocked in front of Mingyue, and Mingyue laughed, Leng Feng flashed, and the sharp blade cut through the necks of the two dead soldiers, and the blood flowed like an infusion, but the two did not stagnate, raising their hands to hit Mingyue. Mingyue's heart froze, she turned around, tapped her bare feet on the arms of the two, raised her jade feet, and hit them on the foreheads of the two, only to make the movements of the two slow down slightly.

Just when Mingyue was about to attack again, the frequency of Jueyuan's fingertips with white eyebrows changed again, and at that moment, the other two dead soldiers quickly came, raised their palms, and prepared to hit Mingyue's back, it seemed that Mingyue had no way to retreat, but Mingyue was smiling at the corner of her mouth, slightly tilting her head, and glancing at Wan'er, who was already ready to go. Wan'er naturally knew that this was the time, and she rose into the air, and for the first time used her full strength in front of these Ye Meng leaders, her light skills had already surprised several seniors, but now the sky-high momentum shocked everyone.

But seeing Wan'er's beautiful eyes condensed, her body trembled slightly, and the breath around her body immediately soared several times, and the strong wind blew in this small room, seeing that the palms of the two dead men were about to hit Mingyue's pink back, but Wan'er's body flashed suddenly, and she was in front of the two, and took the lead in raising her hand, and at the same time took the palms of the two, and the airflow of the palm force shook the wooden chairs to collapse.

The few heads of the people sitting in pranayama looked at each other, all of them looked suspicious, Master Qingxin sighed lightly, looked at the woman with outstanding demeanor again, and said with a smile: "Poor Ni thought that in the last assembly, Nangong Wan'er, who confronted the head of the Dongfang family, had reached the peak, but she never thought that she had not used her full strength at that time. Now, to be able to receive the full force of these two dead men at the same time, her skills are probably above us, it is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the poor nun is actually looking away!"

The Ouyang family opened their mouths, but they didn't know how to say it, they could only look blankly at Wan'er who was trying to resist the death, and after a while, he said with some difficulty: "The kid from the Tang family said that his master Wan'er only took his full palm with one palm, and he didn't move at all, at that time I thought it was a fantasy, but now that I think about it, Miss Wan'er is even better than that kind of strength!"

The master of the Tang Sect smiled bitterly: "Don't say it, it seems that we old guys are useless!"

The head of Huashan Yue Hui didn't say much, but raised his eyebrows and looked at Wan'er, who was majestic at this time, and said in a deep voice: "The Nangong family's 'Pranyo Gong' is really powerful!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng's pure voice sounded: "Daoist Mo Yun, it's now!"

"Yes!" a figure rose into the sky, the cold light flashed slightly, and it passed several dead soldiers at once, and attacked Master Jueyuan directly......