"Who?"

In front of the emptiness, I felt that a force was stunned, and subconsciously retreated, but I was hit and flew out. After the feet stood, I couldn't help scolding.

The people of the six major factions have been looking forward, and I saw a man with old robes and a dark screen in front of him.

"The master bullying the younger generation with a dragon claw is really boring. How many tricks should I teach?"

It only sounds hoarsely.

"Who are you?"

Master of Empty Wells said angrily.

"In the next Huo Yuanjia, the master must not hear it!"

Yang Guo took the name here again, and Hu Biao got up.

In the crowd, Xiao Zhao smiled, and only felt that Yang Guo's seriously spoken appearance was really interesting.

"Huo Yuanjia? Forgive the poor monks, do you know which master is the master?"

Only when the other party waved at hand, there was such energy.

Yang Guo laughed: "There is no door to the bottom, but it is Fangwai San, why should the master ask?"

Empty frowning: "If you make trouble, you will be polite to strange the poor monks!"

"The master's words are heavy, and only hope that you will listen to the words of Zeng Shaoxia, and make it clear about the ins and outs of the matter."

Yang Guo hugged his punch, and suddenly he was very polite again.

He intends to sell Zhang Wuji alone, and naturally he has to stand up in time to speak for him.

Zhang Wuji glanced at the masked people in front of him, and took advantage of everyone to look at everyone. When he stepped forward, he said, "In all seniors, Mixed Yuan Peili Cheng Kun wanted to provoke the six major factions and Ming religion.

In order to avoid the pursuit of my righteous father, I later invested in Shaolin's door and changed my head to face.

Last night, he mixed into the Mingjiao inner hall, and he personally revealed to the Mingjiao's heads.

It is true that this matter is true. If there is a falsehood, I am a pig and dog.

Zhang Wuji said more anger, and he swears himself to prove his innocence.

The six major factions and others were speechless. Seeing that the teenager had a word, what was the truth about the truth.

Really, please ask him to come out, and confront this teenager, the truth can be great at that time. "

The remaining five factions also watched the empty news.

Master Kongwen's face was slightly sinking, and he didn't wait for him to speak, and the master of the empty nature was quite unsatisfactory: "Zeng Shizhu repeatedly mentioned the name of the nephew of the master, and he couldn't think of you at a young age, and his mind was so sinister?"

Zhang Wuji puzzled: "In the bottom, please come out. Before the heroes in the world distinguish whether it is black and white, how can I think about it?"

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Empty Tao: "The nephew of Yuan Zhen is the disciple of my brother's brothers. The Buddhist science is deep. In addition to this time with the Expedition, I have not been out of the temple door for many years.

Besides, the nephew Yuan Zhen's nephew fights for the six major factions to fight the demon, and he will fulfill his silence. After his death, he is named.

When Zhang Wuji heard the word "full of silence", there was a buzzing in his ears, his face was pale, and he only died as soon as he died. The truth could no longer be clarified.

I saw that Shaolin sent the monks with both hands and chanting the scriptures.

At this time, Yang Guo suddenly intervened: "Whether it is really dead, it has to be verified. Please find out the body of emptiness to find out the corpse of the real circle, and I will know it at a glance."

The emptiness was very afraid of Yang Guo, with a cold face, and the disciples under the door lifted up the real body of Yuanzhen.

Zhang Wuji took a few steps to check it out. I saw a corpse cheeks that two Shaolin disciples were lifted, and their eyes turned up.

Nose, the muscles on the face of the tentacles were cold, and it has been dead for a long time.

He was stunned in place, and his heart was sad and happy, but at this time he didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, Yang Guo, suddenly took a steel knife from the ground on the side, holding it in his hand and said, "You said that you die?

go."

"Bold, how can you blame my disciple of Shaolin?"

The emptiness heard the words.

Behind him, a group of young monks also shed together, and his eyes were full of anger.

Yang Guo ignored them, and directly handed the knife to Zhang Wuji: "Strang up directly, I don't believe it, do the dead still have opinions?"

Zhang Wuji took Gang Dao with a stunned look, and looked like Cheng Kun, who was really dead, and suddenly a hatred of hatred was projected by his eyes. Thinking of the other party was so dead, wouldn't it be cheaper?

He stabbed his own sword, which was also a revenge for his righteous father. As for the subsequent things, he didn't want to think about it.

As soon as he thought, Zhang Wuji held his handle with both hands, pointed the tip of the knife at Cheng Kun's heart position, and suddenly stabbed.

"Mix the account, hold your hand!"

The emptiness shouted, and he would rush up to stop. The remaining five factions also frowned. I felt that the masked people were too ridiculous, and it was not like good.

Seeing the empty steps rushed forward, Yang Guo immediately shot out and shook him out.

At this moment, everyone's attention is watching Zhang Wuji's upcoming steel knife, and he does not see the short play with Yang Guo.

When I saw that the tip of the knife was about to pierce the real chest, suddenly everyone had a flower in front of the eyes, only listening to the dingling sound, Zhang Wuji's knife tip stabbed on the hard floor, and a spark was collided.

But the real lying on the ground was motionless, but after rolling around, I quickly crawled up, and fled out of the head without returning.

Among the people who only listen to the Ming religion, a voice follows the blame closely

Called: "Hey! Why is this person live again?"

The other voice spit out two words coldly: "No death!"

Then there was a big laugh: "Hahaha, a Shaolin, what about a round real!"

Yang Xiao also sneered without talking.

As for the rest of the teachers, they have ridiculed or laughed.

The three god monks of Shaolin, empty wisdom, emptiness, and the disciples under the door are all dumbfounded, and they are still in a dream.

Yuan Zhen was pretending to die again, and he escaped with your legs. This is undoubtedly not self -recruitment, so that the remaining four factions except Emei have a feeling of being played.

Zhang Wuji also returned to God's place. When he was going to chase the truth, he was pressed on the shoulder by Yang Guo's hand and could not move.

Don't look at him now that he has become Jiuyang Shen Gong, but Yang Guo also moved Qian Kun to the fifth floor, with the potential savings of the body, and raising his hands and feet.
Chapter completed!