At this time, there were already a dozen people standing in the courtyard, who looked like ordinary servants in coarse cloth and simple clothes, holding candlesticks or lanterns. They stood in the middle with four people in different clothes.
"It's not good, old man." One of the four people spoke, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like a crow, like an owl, like a distress bird, but not very human. This man was holding a golden whisk, thin and
Like a bamboo pole, her cheeks were so deeply sunken.
"The old man has a long sword, so what are you afraid of?" A middle-aged woman next to the bamboo pole said with a low voice. Her voice was not high, like a gossamer, but every word was clearly heard in everyone's ears, and it was impossible to hide even if they wanted to.
There was no way to avoid it. She had many, many, messy headdresses on her head, and she pulled out a hairpin from her head while laughing.
The owner of the Ziyang Palace kept the knife in his hand and didn't listen. He said loudly, "Smile, Dou Erniang, be careful of sores on your mouth! Hurry up and kill him! Happy Buddha, don't watch the fun there, come on!"
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The bamboo pole man conjured a three-foot-long iron rod from his back, with a thick middle between the two ends, like an elongated spindle. He picked up the iron rod and attacked a man in black on the right back of the old man.
While the iron rod was rising and falling, his mouth kept grinning, as if he were smiling, revealing his uneven yellowed teeth and upper gums.
The middle-aged woman stood there without moving much. She looked at the battle situation carefully, and then continued to pull out various sizes of hairpins, hairpins, pearls, and even combs, scissors, and spoons from her head.
The men in black threw them in a steady stream, but strangely, the hair did not fall apart.
Next to the middle-aged woman was a fat man who had been accused of injustice. He had a bald head and extremely long earlobes. He was wearing a necklace made of fish bones. The necklace seemed to be tightly wrapped around his neck. He was muttering to himself next to him.
He said, "What are you calling me for? I am merciful Buddha, and you guys who beat you have to wake me up from the bed. It's such a hot summer, and there are so many mosquitoes, Amitabha. Duanmu, I think you three can completely handle these few."
Little bastard, Lord, I want to dream of my Western paradise." After saying that, he wanted to move his short legs.
There was an old man next to him, who had been silent. At this time, he stretched out his little finger and hooked the fat man's fish bone necklace. He let out a "hum".
The fat man stood still again and said nonchalantly, "Master Huang, you don't take a good rest at such an old age, so you come out to watch these people beating children. Forget it, Lord Buddha, I'd better hurry up and save them from having to wait here.
Gritting." He looked at the old man's face and added, "I woke up the young leader and his wife."
The fat man took a deep breath, suddenly jumped up nimbly, and landed in the center of the battle. The man in black was shocked when he saw a round object falling from the sky, and the movements of his hands could not help but slow down.
Qiao Xianyong and Ye Muxin looked at each other, confused. Who lived here? There were actually Duan Muzhou, the master of the Ziyang Palace, the master of the Purple Sun Palace, Sha Xiu, the master of the Soul-Seizing Palace, and Dou Er, the master of the Toad Heart Island.
Mom, the master of Wuwangya Mountain is happy with Buddha Sangzun, and the "Huang Cave Master" next to him is probably Huang Guangshi, the master of Jile Cave, the leader of the ten islands in the South China Sea. These figures who have always refused to obey anyone, and the Eight Immortals who have crossed the sea to show their magical powers are now all
They live in this small courtyard in Gaoping City. It sounds like they are still someone's attendants, and who are the young leader and his wife?
As Huanxi Buddha joined the battle, the men in black immediately became invincible. The current situation is that three taller men in black are dealing with Sha Swordsman one-on-one, Kaixiao and Huanxi Buddha have to guard against Dou Erniang.
A steady stream of various hidden weapons-like ornaments were thrown at them, and it was unknown whether they were poisonous or not, which further restricted their hands and feet. The shorter man in black helped one of them, and together they dealt with the obviously stronger Huanxi Buddha.
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"Ah!" a woman exclaimed.
It turns out that the Happy Buddha is wearing gauntlets on his hands. They say they are gauntlets, but in fact they are more like weapons. There are long small daggers sticking out from each finger. From a distance, he looks like he is holding ten daggers.
Shen's small swords. One or two of the swords broke through the mask of the short man in black, revealing a small, pale face.
It turns out to be her!
Qiao Xianyong confirmed his vague suspicion before. It turned out that it was really the girl who threw lychees at him in the yard. He heard from the master that she was from the Meili sect, so it seemed that the men in black tonight were all from the Meili sect.
The New Five Mountains Sect has always been a well-known and upright sect in the world. Why does it still need to sneak into other people's homes in the middle of the night? He was confused. But he was even more concerned about the development of the battle.
The Meri faction was obviously at a disadvantage. Perhaps they were afraid of revealing their identity, so they never showed their weapons.
Three tall men, obviously men in black, had been injured to varying degrees. Dots of blood could be seen on the ground. Because the girl's face was exposed, no one else had any intention of hurting her, so she was okay. She
When the attack is urgent, Dou Erniang will use several hidden weapons to stop her.
Qiao Xianyong had long seen that they were trying to escape, but they were tightly entangled by these people.
Kaixiao became impatient and had been shaking for half an hour. He vaguely saw a young man in white robe standing in the corner of the courtyard. Kaixiao casually pressed the middle of the iron rod he was holding. The tips at both ends of the iron rod instantly opened and stretched out.
Dozens of jagged flat thorns, these are the wolf fangs of his special weapon, which are extremely sharp. The men in black had an even harder time, as they had to use all their hands to avoid the smiling weapon.
"Ah!" The girl from Meri faction was hit in the calf by the smiling wolf's fang thorn. Her cloak and robe were cut open, and her fair calf could be seen. She seemed to be seriously injured and fell to her knees.
"Junior sister!" The other men in black were too busy to take care of themselves and couldn't save her.
He opened his mouth with a smile and sneered, "I don't care about your pity for women." Then he stabbed the woman in the face with the mace.
"stop!"
Qiao Xianyong didn't think much and jumped from the roof.
He pulled out a black long sword from the Broken Moon Cliff weapons arsenal from behind. This was the first time he faced a real enemy, and also his first actual combat. He was a little nervous, and his master's repeated warning of "don't do anything" had already
He put it behind him, but he still knew that like the man in black, he could not reveal his sect at will, so he only started with the most common Sanqing swordsmanship often taught in martial arts schools.
The same sword technique also depends on who uses it. Just like the same paint, the work of a master of painting is far better than that of a naughty child.
Qiao Xianyong knew that the skill of Smiling was profound, but his first bet was on surprise. Qiao Xianyong used all the abundant internal energy in his body and concentrated it on the tip of the sword. Just as the mace of Smiling was about to pierce the girl from Meri School
When he hit his face, the tip of his sword opened the mace head.
It's not just about pushing aside. Although Qiao Xianyong is still a child, the uniqueness of Songyan Sect's internal power is to use force. Qiao Xianyong's own internal power is knotted and opened to smile. The internal power poured in when thrusting hard, the mace comes from it.
The owner's hand fell out of his hand with a "bang" and flew to the ground.
He started to laugh and was shocked, but stopped. He was looking at this unexpected guest who suddenly appeared in confusion.