The situation is getting more serious.

Everyone thought that there would be a big battle before entering the Wulu Temple, but they did not expect that the situation would be so messy.

The man with a long sword in his arms, who called himself Chen Xiaoyao, was very chic and elegant. He wore a thin long gown that did not know whether it was warm or cold, swaying in the wind, and fell steadily among the people. He was handsome, no more than thirty years old, with bright eyebrows and bright eyes.

The complexion is firm.

As his name suggests, Chen Xiaoyao lives a free and natural life. He is considered a different person in the world. He does not form gangs or establish sects. He is an idle and carefree person. He is only two years away from thirty and has already reached the half-step of the Grand Master.

People have weird personalities. Sometimes they give up money for justice, and sometimes they regard money as life. People are divided into good and bad, but these two words are all based on their mood.

Not only did this man have extraordinary attainments in martial arts, his literature also surpassed that of most scholars and Confucian scholars. The "Meng Xiaoyao" that was popular in the third place on the Changle Hall literary list was written by him. What is annoying is that his martial arts practice is boring.

Written with random strokes of pen and ink.

There are only a handful of people in the world who have attained the highest level of attainment in the martial arts and temples at the same time, and Chen Xiaoyao is one of them.

The long knife in his arms is the "Thunder Knife" ranked thirteenth in the weapon spectrum. It is forged from dozens of kinds of iron sand and fine stones, and then tempered by summer thunder. When the true energy is activated, it has the power to withstand the thunder. Its power

It can be extremely terrifying.

"Chen Xiaoyao, you haven't made a lot of money from "Dream Xiaoyao"? At this juncture, taking advantage of the situation is a bit indiscriminate!"

The speaker was Qi Xiuning, the real person of Yunyan in Qi Yun Mountain. He was a tall and tall middle-aged Taoist priest, carrying a long sword and twisting a fly whisk. Yang Zhiming stood behind him, looking at Zhao Zhengli from a distance.

Chen Xiaoyao raised his thick eyebrows: "If Qiyun Mountain comes out with that million gold, I will leave immediately without even a pat on the butt."

Qi Xiuning took a step forward and said: "If you don't want to speculate, let me test the strength of the Thunder Knife in your hand."

Chen Xiaoyao saw that the other party was tense and shook his head: "No one will give me a million gold to kill you. It's not cost-effective, it's not cost-effective!"

The Great Master of Khitan and the Great Master of Xixia looked at each other and smiled, and then said: "Fellow Taoist and I will keep you in check, just earn that million gold!"

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaoyao didn't appreciate it at all. He raised his thick eyebrows and replied disdainfully: "You two are not good birds. Don't try to drag me into the water. You can do your own thing." Then he turned his attention to the Tubo Imperial Master and the Nanzhao old woman: "

But whoever snatches this million gold from me, I will be the first to refuse."

"..."

Everyone in the crowd was speechless. Who are you helping?

Zhao Zhengli felt like he was being treated as a commodity. If there was no great master, he would fight with all his strength without any scruples. He looked around and targeted the old witch of Nanzhao. The old and new grudges should be put to rest today.

The Nanzhao old woman who was in the pseudo-grandmaster realm was naturally aware of the murderous intention, and the eyes she stared at Zhao Zhengli did not hide the murderous intent. Even the serious injuries in the last battle in Shu could not get rid of this son, which made her extremely angry. After decades of experience in the world, she could

There are only a handful of people who can survive the poison of her Ten Thousand Corpses Gu, and there is no chance of survival below the same level. This kid is the only exception.

Meeting again; the old woman was not only shocked, but also puzzled, because she did not feel the slightest sign of the poison in Zhao Zhengli. According to the situation that day, Zhao Zhengli would definitely die within a few hours, even if a strong man cast a spell to seal the poison in time.

, no matter how abnormal his physique is, he will still be troubled for decades.

It has only been more than half a year now, and the Ten Thousand Corpse Gu poison that the old woman was so proud of has no trace left. How can she not be shocked?

In the tension season of everyone, I do n’t know who secretly shot Zhao Zhengli to make a point of power. The strong and true spirit made Zhao Zhengli numb, completely surpassing the master's realm, and faintly suppressed the rules of the road.

"call!"

The wide -sleeved monk's robe of the Yuanyi country shakes, as if in the sleeves, he has lightly income his sleeves, and only hear the sullen sound of "噗".

The air fingers turned around and returned to the original road, and the goal was to go directly to the Emperor Xixia.

He smiled with a few white hair on his bare head, stretched out his right hand hidden in the black monk robe, and raised his hand slightly to easily resolve his sneak attack.

"Master Xixia is as sinister as ever!"

The Yuanyi Guo division hit a palm of the Buddha's "Polish Palm" in one hand, and saw the silent air relying on the golden palm of the air and the earth, which was underwriting.

Hundreds of people watched their hearts, and this palm almost made the master below the master.

"I don't tire of fraud; they are all learned from your country."

The Emperor Xixia smiled contempt, and a Sanskrit character that twisted the space with one hand. This decision was originally Tubo's "Six Character Mantra".

Six characters must be rapid, so it is adapted to emergency treatment.

Although Wei Neng had discounted it, in the realm of their great masters, randomly raising his hands and waving his sleeves was really angry. This curse contains their own unique rhyme, so the degree of horror is only strong and weak.

The characters and palms are separated from the air, and the two different real Qi responded fiercely. Like the comet hit the earth, there was a huge noise of "bombardment".

The monks were directly shocked by Qi Qiqiao, bleeding, and fainting, and the reaction quickly reacted to the true qi body to avoid the pond fish, but it was still pale.

Fortunately, Zhao Zhengli retired for the first time, and he felt that there was a lingering beating from the five internal organs. This was just a simple test hand in the master and strong.

The bitter monk Ming Wu also retreated sharply, and the bitter face was terrified.

After the Master Yuanyi and Emperor Xixia tried each other, they stepped up and fought together at a high altitude of 100 meters.

Empty blocker: "The state of the Grand National Games blessing of the Guntan National Games, and also learned the group fighting, it seems that it doesn't seem to say it?"

The obstacle to the Khitan master was unhappy, and the gorgeous brocade robe wrapped his tall and thin body. The goat Hu went up slightly with the old eyebrows, and said: "Then you will be the first time you are the celebration of the country.

Confucian scholars, do you have a vain name? "

He took the lead in leaned out of the thin bone claws. The lanterns of the Jiangnan Shizi Group remained unavoidablely to avoid a palm, and then appeared in front of the Khitan kingist; fighting with him in the air.

The four major masters were drowsy in the battle over hundreds of people, and the situation below was also exposed.

The exquisite northern Shaolin Huicong smiled slightly, and then inadvertently fingered at Zhao Zhengli, only hearing the sound of "噗", was blocked by the real gas halfway, Qi Yunshan Yunyan real people Qi Hui Ning's long sword,

Twisted dust: "Is this abbot from Shaolin? Is this intended to use the enemy to sell the country?"

The abbot of HC did not ignore the sudden hat, and said with a shade: "Qi Yunshan is going to be able to live with me in the North Shaolin? The old monk is just a revenge."

Qi Xiuning shook the dust and laughed: "As we all know, Xiao Jingyuan, the master of the abbot, has been expelled from Shaolin, and then he takes the initiative to unveil the list and ask for the head of others.

Without waiting for Huicong's abbot to answer, Qi Xiu Ning added: "Now the situation is chaotic now, the abbot insists on the three saints of the court temple, the heavenly master's seat and the court of the court can not live, what is it?" What is it? "

The abbot of HC was speechless for a while, and then twisted the Buddha bead and laughed: "That old man is looking for you to learn from the enemy, right?"

Middle -aged Qi Xiu Ning pushed the dust, and he was not afraid of the exquisite old monk, and said indifferently: "Follow you!"

Huicong Fang Linglong shakes, and the Buddha's light shines. Like the golden air waves, he is directly hit by Yunyan real person Qi Xiuning.

The golden Buddha light was blocked, and then the dust was wiped out, as if the dust was removed.

The two people's lightly written movements made the people present.

Later, Yunyan took the initiative to attack and fought a group with the abbot Huicong's abbot.

Without the obstacles of the Grand Master, the Khitanuni National Master and the Guardian Fa, and Nanzhao Lao Xun killed Zhao Zhengli almost at the same time.

Good at her! "

The bitter monk stunned, and finally nodded and agreed.

Zhao Zhengli, who had no baggage, picked up the purple. Yangjian Da Sobs Meteor greeted several strong men in the same master's realm.

Fate to fight with the sky, and you need to compete with the earth.

Chen Xiaoyao's long clothes fluttered and drank in the air: "Who dares to grab me million gold?"

During the discourse, he even fought with the Tubo national division. He really made hundreds of people understand, including Zhao Zhengli himself.

Nanzhao Lao Xun, Tubo's protection law and others hesitated a little, and went straight to Zhao Zhengli. The three major leaders of the Khitan also added to the encirclement of Zhao Zhengli.

Among them, several of them have long -been famous rivers and lakes, the long -standing rivers and lakes, and the Green Forest Bandit Han. They are all for the bounty, but they do n’t pay attention to Chen Xiaoyao. They only seek results and do n’t talk about the process.

Chen Xiaoyao naturally refused to be divided into millions of dollars, and immediately abandoned the Tubo national division, blocking the killer and the bandit Han.

Zhao Zhengli, who mentioned the sword, entered the sea like a bull, and pierced into a group of masters to fight. The sword was like Changhong, waving in the chaotic and turbulent qi.

Such as a knife to cut a ax and split the copper bell.

Chen Xiaoyao turned his head and looked at the momentum of shaking the mountains and rivers.

The scene is messy and the battle is scary.

Zhao Zhengli just carried the several masters to siege. The vastness of the urging time and the vitality made people scalp. His body seemed to have inexhaustible Qi.

There are many masters without repeating.

Shuangquan is difficult to be a four -handed manner. With the middle -aged master of the nest of the Xixia land, the situation has gradually changed. The situation has gradually changed.

In the distance, Song Maoling shouted: "Assemble the phalanx!"

"ha!"

More than a hundred armored soldiers shouted in unison, which was deafening. The sound of the armor metal rubbing against each other was like a million soldiers.

They lined up in a row, crossing the three Khitan guardians and the Xixia national master.

Song Maoling grinned at Zhao Zhengli, who was overwhelmed: "My abilities are limited!"

Everyone in the audience was speechless. Almost no one below the Grand Master dared to break into this armored phalanx. Is this called "limited ability?"

Then the Sixth Prince Song Maoling personally took action to fight the Tubo Imperial Preceptor again. He stared at Bai Nieyi's beard with fluttering white clothes. He smiled half-heartedly and joked: "I heard that I was scared away at Qipanling in Lizhou in the past?"

The Tubo Imperial Master, who was originally calm and peaceful, looked slightly angry. This was a humiliation that he could not erase. Song Maoling took the opportunity to say again: "If it were me, I would have been killed earlier. How could I survive in the world with this face?"

The Tubo Imperial Master quickly reacted, his beard raised at the corners of his mouth, and he said with a smile: "Young man, the method of provoking generals is ineffective against Lao Monk." Then he turned his vajra pestle and took the initiative to attack: "If I can kill you, this

The sixth prince of the Qing Dynasty, Lao Na's status in the Tubo world will definitely rise!"

After hearing these words, several armored soldiers could not worry about the Khitan protectors and Xixia Imperial Preceptors in the phalanx. They immediately separated into formations and came to protect the Sixth Prince. Song Maoling raised his hand to stop him: "Don't do anything, let me follow the rules of the rivers and lakes."
To be continued...