Chapter 12 Section Eleven

Yue Shen Xing Dan. Nuanfenggang was very lively, and all the people from all over the world came here from all over the world. The good people tied the torches to the trees, surrounded the most spacious flat land, and the direct sunlight was like half a day. . "Master, it seems that there are at least two thousand people!" Octopus jumped down from the tree to report. He saw several rich fat sheep joining in the fun with the crowd, and his hands were itchy. "Hey, what kind of eyes are there to see where those two from the Emei Sect are?" Qisuo saw what the octopus was trying to do.

"Go, there is always a shortage of money for drinks." Zhao Daming waved his hand. Octopus happily led a few followers and slipped into the crowd, groping for Qian Luohan and others. "Hmph, I haven't met each other all this time, but let's see how capable your friend is, and he can become the most crooked knight in the court this year!" Zhao Daming and Qisuo jumped up the tree together, and Chong Ba and the other three also climbed up. will go up. Several elders also jumped to the tops of different trees to monitor whether there were officers and soldiers in the distance from the commanding heights.

"Guangzhu, what do you think of this fight?" Chongba asked. "If Sanfeng's martial arts are similar to my adopted son's, the group of Huashan faction's wine bags and rice bags will lie flat in two or three strokes. Hehe, but the Huashan faction is not stupid. Since you dare to come, you must have brought enough helpers." Zhao Daming bit the drumstick, but couldn't get enough of it. During the banquet, Zhao Daming had already heard Qisuo tell a lot about how he and Junbao met in Shaolin. It is not unusual for Zhao Daming to hear too much about the corruption of Shaolin, but he was very interested in how these two young knights managed to survive in Shaolin. , The part of self-exercise is very emotional.But Qisuo skipped the part where the abbot rescued him, so as not to cause complications.

Sure enough, the Huashan faction marched into Nuanfenggang. There were thirty-six people in total, regardless of the contemptuous eyes of others. "It's not so easy to deal with more than thirty broken swords and six Huashan Zixia sword formations that echo each other." Zhao Daming said so, it is really difficult to deal with. Qisuo figured that if Jun Bao, who attended the meeting alone, was in crisis, he would be safe and sound by jumping down to help him regardless of his face.If it really doesn't work, call the foster father to help the head office. "It doesn't seem quite right. There are more and more people in Huashan." Xu Da narrowed his eyes, and it was really good.

More than a dozen of the new generation of stick masters who bit the tiger came forward and stood next to the Huashan faction, and there were more than a dozen people from the Tianshan faction holding double hooks. It's all in one. What made Qi Suo sick even more was that the United Representatives of Shaolin Temple Graduates also planted a big banner in front of the Huashan faction’s camp, and presented many flower baskets and plaques to cheer. ", "Sword Qi is overwhelming" and other lacquered gold characters. The leader of the Huashan School is Yin Ji, the second disciple of Feng Daxia who disfigured and pretended to be Wen Tianxiang and died calmly. Twenty years ago, when he did not kill Shaolin and became a Taoist, and began to eliminate the anti-imperial forces in Wulin, Yin Ji betrayed himself immediately. The secret whereabouts of the senior brother attracted Taoist Busha to kill the head of Huashan, and the court appointed him as the new head.

Since then, the Huashan faction has become the eagle's claws of the imperial court. Everyone in the martial arts world can be killed, but they dare not come to the door to challenge it. In martial arts, everyone avoids talking about killing, just because talking about it will only make them feel frustrated. "Where is that Zhang Sanfeng! Don't you dare to go to the appointment!" Yin Ji stood up, glanced at the heroes with cold eyes, and his voice was full of vigor. "Well said! That Zhang Sanfeng didn't show up even if he came here!" Qian Luohan in the crowd clapped his hands and applauded, unaware that the jade pendant around his waist had been snatched away by the octopus.

No matter whether the heroes got acquainted with Zhang Sanfeng or not, they stood against the imperial court. They all glared angrily at the Huashan faction and the group of people who were helping and cheering. Cursing back, forming a confrontation between the two sides. Zhao Daming looked at Qisuo, Qisuo shrugged, saying that he didn't know whether Junbao would come or not. "Shaolin has always been rumored that this Sanfeng is actually the precious son of the hero Zhang Xuan, I don't know if it is true or not? If it is true, it will be missed." Han Liner and a group of Shaolin friends mingled in the crowd, wanting to find out.

Han Liner has a wide circle of people in Shaolin, because he was entrusted by his father to go to Shaolin, Henan, where the heroes of the world gather, to find heroes to join the dormant Red Scarf Army.And Han Lin'er's father is Han Shantong, the leader of the Northern White Lotus Sect with the most bounty besides Qisuo on the most wanted list! Han Shantong was born in a family of missionaries of the White Lotus Sect. He claimed that he was the descendant of Maitreya, and that he was the eighth generation descendant of Emperor Huizong of the Great Song Dynasty. The task, but missed the two disciples with the highest martial arts in Shaolin, and even had a grudge, I really regret it.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't show up for a long time, and the people on both sides continued to yell, all the foul language from all over the world came out, scolded again and again, but no one rolled up their sleeves to fight, this martial arts is really depraved. "Fuck! I want to poop!" Zhao Daming yelled loudly from the tree. As the leader of the gang, he really said what he said, and immediately threw a solid and huge feces from under his crotch, unequivocally. The thick poop was about to fall off the tree, Zhao Daming flipped his hands around vigorously, picked up the poop like a dragon and a crane, and saw the poop hanging in the air. Jianlong Zai Tiangekong pushed the huge feces to the top of the Huashan faction, and then scattered it!

"Hold!" "Flash!" "It stinks to death!" People from Huashan faction, Hubaimen, and Tianshan faction fled in panic, but they were so crowded that they couldn't dodge the attack of giant dung that turned into thousands of pulverized mud. They were all covered with the smell of Zhao Daming, and looked angry and embarrassed. The crowd laughed so loudly that even Qisuo laughed so hard that he almost fell off the tree. No one knows Zhao Daming's behavior style, but this big dung attack turned the agreed deathmatch against the hostess, and the situation turned into a three-party pro-imperial party on the Beggar Gang.

"Zhao Daming get down! What kind of a hero is hiding!" Lu Mochou, head of the Tianshan School, was so humiliated that his whole body was shaking, and the silver hook in his hand was hanging with fragments of excrement. "If there is a stinky dung bug, come down to learn about the Huashan Zixia sword formation!" Yin Ji's long sword slammed wildly, furious. The Huashan faction has formed six sword formations underneath, and the sword light is shining so dazzlingly. "I'm sorry, foster son, foster father is going to fight for your friend!" Zhao Daming said happily, and was about to jump off the tree immediately. But he heard a clear whistle coming from a distance, like the sound of a phoenix, like the sound of a kite. "Junbao!" Qisuo was overjoyed, hearing the whistling sound showed that his best friend's internal strength was by no means inferior to his own. That whistling approached from far away, and the speed was like lightning. The closer the howling sound is, the less domineering it becomes. The heroes knew that the hero Zhang Sanfeng had finally arrived, but they were surprised that Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength was so extraordinary and holy at such an age. The whistling stopped suddenly, and Sanfeng stood on a tree to see the situation clearly, and then quietly fell down. Qisuo looked down at his best friend, who changed from Junbao to Mitutoyo, taller and thinner, with handsome and pale features, quite the elegance of a scholar. "It's really the son of the hero Zhang Xuan, it's wrong! It's wrong!" Han Lin'er groaned, feeling sorry for himself. Although Mitutoyo's inner strength is profound, he looks tired from the vicissitudes of life, his clothes are covered with dirt and blood, and he is carrying a bag of things in his hand, obviously just came from another battlefield. "Let's fight." Mitutoyo didn't talk too much. With a wave of Sanfeng's left hand, he actually drew a half zhang wide air circle, signaling to strike when he enters. Yin Ji sneered, looking at the dusty Sanfeng. "Did you hide in the tortoise cave just now? The mud and blood all over your body have certainly stained the uncle's sword!" Yin Ji spoke rudely, but the sword array got closer. "The civil uprising in Caozhou was suppressed by the army of Tartars. It took a long time to pick off the head of the bandit general. Please take your head slowly. Please forgive me." Sanfeng said coldly, throwing things with his right hand at Yin Ji. Yin Ji stretched out his hand to pick it up, but when he touched it, Deng felt that the speed of the thing was not fast, but there was an extremely heavy internal energy, he was startled, and quickly fell to the ground. The burden rolled on the ground, and a bloody human head fell out. The eyes of the severed head were turned white, and the mouth was opened wide. He must have been terribly frightened before he died. Several young masters who sat in good seats to watch the battle immediately screamed , Timid and even incontinence on the spot. "It's Alu who doesn't spend the general!" Qian Luohan shouted in panic, and the heroes agitated one after another, and the exclamation was endless. This picture of Mitutoyo assassinating military envoys every day and rushing hundreds of miles to fight at night is simply heroic! "You... how dare you assassinate the imperial court official! Isn't it... isn't it a rebellion!" The silver hook in Lu Mochou's hand trembled slightly, but his tone was full of terrifying tremors. "Is this the first time you've heard of it?" Sanfeng frowned slightly, feeling that this question was simply nonsensical. "At the foot of the Emperor of the Great Yuan Dynasty, how could you allow yourself to behave like this!" Yin Ji scolded. "I think back then, the senior Feng of the Huashan School was a chivalrous man who sacrificed himself to serve as Prime Minister Wen. He was so generous and admirable. Unexpectedly, the later generations are so useless, they are so cowardly, and they are so useless. I think I will spare your life for the sake of Senior Feng, but you It’s a shame to make this boring war contract! Good! I’ll send you into the underworld today, and see how you look at your master!” Mitutoyo’s internal energy is pure and pure, and every word is clearly transmitted to the ears of the heroes . Sanfeng was the first to win the battle, and immediately after Baili rushed to the battle, he didn't pay attention to the group of enemies at all. The heroes were full of enthusiasm and applauded like thunder, and now they grabbed Yin Ji with righteousness, which made Yin Ji feel ashamed , his face turns green and turns pale, and the face of his dead mentor seemed to crawl out of hell, making him break out in a cold sweat. Even Zhao Daming was envious of this momentum, and he began to think about how to make his appearance so beautiful next time. Qisuo was even more excited. It had been three years since Jun Bao was so chivalrous. "Why is it so smelly? Do you have shit on your body?" Mitutoyo frowned, but it wasn't sarcasm. "Cut him!" Yin Ji was furious, and with an order, the sword array was activated. The Huashan School's sword formation has been trained for two full months for today, the formation moves like ten thousand snakes, and the sword shines brightly.The tiger biting the door's big tiger biting sticks hit the ground to protect the formation, and the momentum was shocking; the Tiannv Silver Hook formation of the Tianshan School was indistinct, and the formation was unpredictable. The three pro-imperial sects unite together, and all the heroes are worried about Sanfeng. Mitutoyo was not afraid at all, standing still, carefully observing the changes between the sword formation, stick formation, and hook formation. "What's the matter?" Qisuo asked, clenching his fists. "This formation looks dangerous, but in fact it is just relying on the strength of the number of people. From our point of view, the sword formation and the stick formation were not born from the same father. They were forced to mate together. What is it? If the formations can be attracted to overlap each other, the formations will devour each other. The sword cannot tolerate sticks, the stick cannot tolerate hooks, and the hook cannot tolerate swords. What Zhao Daming said was contradictory, and Qi Suo was taken aback for a while, but he finally understood what Zhao Daming meant. Sanfeng is not in a high place, and he has never studied the formation changes in Shaolin, but Sanfeng has his own adventures in the Jianghu. He once got an unknown master who used the astronomical phenomenon as the scriptures and the five elements to guide boxing. All of them are viewed with a unique "listening potential". But it is most dangerous to hear the swords scurrying like a group of snakes, but the sound of the sword dance like wind and thunder implies the howl of a tiger overwhelmed by the group of snakes. Wide open and wide closed, but mixed in the short and dangerous sword light huffing and puffing, although the momentum is great but not smooth, these two formations can be easily broken as long as you forcefully bully in. "No." Sanfeng faintly felt that there was danger. To forcibly break into the formation, the difficulty lies in the stillness of the Tiannv hook formation. This hook formation is full of murderous aura, but it does not dance blindly with the formation. It is very abrupt in the two sword and stick formations. Obviously, Yin Ji also knows the lack of the two sword and stick formations, so he waits for the rabbit with the hook formation.The plum-blossom three-hook is an extremely dangerous weapon, it will leave when it touches the flesh, blood splatters are flying, the wound is difficult to heal, and if you use the palm of your hand to fight against it, you will be seriously injured if you make a mistake. Sanfeng is not the type to show off his abilities, so he immediately shouted loudly: "Who borrowed my little brother's sword? Kill all the monsters and return it immediately!" All the heroes with swords on their bodies drew their swords and presented them to each other, but I hope that the sword in my hand can be used by Mitutoyo, and my face will be full of brilliance. From then on, I can boast to everyone that the sword in my hand once fought side by side with the hero Mitutoyo . "Look at my divine sword forged by Master Hu Tie, a famous swordsmith in Qingzhou. It's as sharp as a fish's gut!" "My Benlong Sword is a good thing. Once a sword is drawn, it will see blood, and it is a god!" "Bah! My two scale-wave short swords were bestowed by the royal family of the Song Dynasty. They are full of righteousness and specialize in cutting scum!" "Your swords are too girly. My Katz Dragon Slaying Sword weighs eighty-eighty-sixty-four catties. I can't even swing it, but it looks good on the shoulder. This kind of majestic sword is suitable for Mitutoyo. Heroes help it attack!" Mitutoyo looked around at the swords in the hands of the heroes, intending to use that extremely cumbersome slashing sword. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he couldn't help but sighed deeply. The heroes were at a loss, thinking that Mitutoyo didn't have the sword he wanted, so they gradually became quiet. "It would be great if that sword was by my side." Sanfeng sighed quietly, looking up at the sky. The hooked moon hangs obliquely, the clouds are light and the wind is light. Sanfeng ignored the approaching wind and thunder sword array, and looked at the moon with fascination. The heroes were silent, wondering which rare and famous sword Mifeng was talking about. Qisuo, who wanted to wait for Mitutoyo to defeat all the heroes before showing up to meet him, could no longer hold back his excitement at this moment, and jumped down holding the two mysterious magnetic swords. "Excalibur is here!" Qisuo stalked stridingly, shouting loudly with enough energy. Mitutoyo was full of surprises, nothing in the world could compare to the sudden appearance of his only best friend in his life, standing proudly by his side before the fierce fight.The divine sword that Sanfeng mentioned just now refers to Qisuo. Long time no see, Qisuo's yell just now shows that not only did he not let go of his inner strength cultivation, but instead made rapid progress, he was not inferior to himself. The heroes didn't know Qisuo, and the current discussion was full of wild guesses. Zhao Daming, who loves to show off, roared like a lion: "Tai Chi son! Do it well!" The roar made Nuanfeng Gang vibrate.The heroes covered their ears, only then did they suddenly realize that this intruder was the madman Tai Chi who was the well-known assassin of King Ruyang, who had five times as many assassins. Mitutoyo burst into tears.Qisuo smiled, drew out the Xuanci double swords, and the two swords hummed. Mitutoyo silently took one of them.When the two heroes meet, their true feelings are revealed, so there is no need to say much. All the heroes were moved. There were rumors in the rivers and lakes that the two heroes were old friends, and it was true! "This is Lingxue's..." Sanfeng looked at the jet-black long sword, which was extremely light and agile, and when it shook slightly, there was a faint humming sound, and he recognized it immediately. "Well, Emei's Xuanci twin swords!" Qisuo deliberately recited the name of the swords, so that Lingxue, who was so overjoyed, would be happy. As expected, Lingxue and Hongzhong's master and apprentice were among the heroes.Sanfeng went to the appointment with great power, and saw the long-lost Qisuo appearing again. The two people who had lost their precious swords and were unhappy were all smiling. The sword turned out to be black magnetism, and the pride was beyond words. Impatient with waiting for a long time, Yin Ji let out a low growl. The Six Paths Sword Formation divided into three and surged up quickly, surrounded Sanfeng and Qisuo, trying to squeeze the two heroes to death. "Qisuo, do you understand swordsmanship?" Sanfeng and Qisuo leaned back to each other, their voices still filled with joy. "Just the nonsense about Shaolin Temple, what about you?" Qi Suo was also ecstatic, not caring about the sword light around him at all. "You know a thing or two, but the strength of martial arts is the most realistic. With your skill, you only need to pour 30% of your internal energy into the sword, and then..." Sanfeng murmured, feeling Qisuo's true qi swaying faintly on his back, Secretly surprised that Qisuo's development in the past three years is so diligent. "Drawing a circle!" Qisuo blurted out, the tip of the long sword trembled, caused by internal force, and it was full of vigor. Mitutoyo was overjoyed, it turned out that the two of them were different, and they had different paths to experience and comprehend martial arts, but in the essence of martial arts, they came to the same goal through different routes, and they all revolved around the same word "circle". Qisuo poured his sword with Qi, and swiped and slashed at will. Although the Huashan School's sword formation was exquisite, it was forcibly forced back by the soaring sword energy of the Qisuo sword, and even two long swords broke in response to the sound, causing the sword holder to spurt blood, horrified. "Get up!" Mitutoyo leaped up and used his latest Kuaiyuan swordsmanship. The tip of Sanfeng's sword pointed straight at the sky, with a press of his wrist, his energy turned round and wide, and there was no way to dodge within Zhang Xu, this is the domineering style of using energy to control the sword.I saw a few Huashan disciples with relatively weak skills shrouded in Qi Jin, their long swords were bent in an instant, and they couldn't hold them. "Break!" Qisuo took the opportunity to rush in, and with a simple slash, seven or eight enemy swords snapped. "The vain catches the sword!" Yin Ji saw that Qisuo was not good at using the sword, and handed him a false trick of looking at flowers in the stream, but Sanfeng quickly shifted his shape to make up for it. Yin Ji groaned secretly, but fortunately, the surrounding The two formations unleashed their swords to help each other, barely blocking Mitutoyo. Qisuo was also having a hard time, the two sword formations immediately surrounded Qisuo, and nine out of ten sword moves towards Qisuo were false moves. Sword protection.The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and everyone who is close to it will be shocked. Qisuo remembered Zhao Daming's words, and wanted to jump up and lead the stick formation to disrupt the sword formation, but when he jumped into the sky, the sword formation below quickly entangled and moved to the place where Qisuo was about to land, waiting to chop Qisuo into meat sauce. "Oops!" Qisuo stuck out her tongue, but she wasn't nervous. Because he was still in a state of extreme excitement!The ignorance of the country folk is to be applauded! "Get out of the way!" Sanfeng kicked the shooting star, and several broken swords shot towards the formation of two swords waiting for Qisuo to fall. Mitutoyo's internal strength is so great, all the swordsmen rushed to protect themselves with their swords, trying to knock away the quick sword that Sanfeng kicked. Qisuo fell among the swordsmen, and he, who was not good at swordsmanship, simply used his sword as a punch, using a flexible and jumping monkey punch, but Qisuo's internal strength was amazing, interlaced with his sword, he would almost only end up broken.All the swordsmen tried to block Sanfeng Feijian and Qisuohouquan swordsmanship at the same time, and finally broke up. "Come up with sticks and hooks!" Yin Ji roared, and the long sword in his hand snapped. Tiger bites the door has been waiting for a long time, crowds rushed into the formation, the Tianshan faction's double-hook envoys also began to fill in the gaps in the formation, the formation changed suddenly, forcibly separated Sanfeng and Qisuo. Qisuo didn't know how to hook at all, thanks to everyone's scruples about him, and his quick stepping and dodging footwork, he managed to escape in a dangerous situation.It's just that Qisuo still has a grinning grimace, looking calm and unhurried. "Master, what should we do?" Hong Zhong was terrified, fearing that something might go wrong. "He's laughing himself, what are you worried about him doing?" Lingxue said coldly, staring at Sanfeng's new sword technique, quite comprehensible. Sanfeng's long sword began to sluggish, and he didn't see the lightness and speed that is the most important thing in sword theory, but the sword's movement was slow, clumsy and heavy.Sanfeng drew a circle with the tip of his sword, and his body also followed the footsteps of large and small broken circles. His vigor began to rotate around his body, and the faster and faster the rotation, he actually forced the group of enemies not to dare to bully him. "How could there be such a sword technique in the world?" Yin Ji was secretly surprised. Senior Huashan has many masters who use Qi to control the sword, but there is no reason to use slowness to control speed. If you use a fast sword to force it in, you will definitely be sunk, twisted away, or let go by Qi Jin, unless the internal force of the forceful person is higher, otherwise it is absolutely impossible. Qisuo saw the slow sword move created by Mitutoyo from afar, and wanted to imitate it when he was pleasantly surprised, but there was no gap in the thrilling dodge to slowly figure it out, so he gritted his teeth and rushed into the stick formation, and took a deep breath. tone. The disciples of the Tiger Bite Sect were overjoyed to see Lie Xin, and a group of sticks fell on him mercilessly. The sticks hit the big holes all over his body, but Qisuo originally had the idea of ​​getting a few sticks, so he stuck his long sword in the ground. Hands crossed. You know, the Eighth Bronze Man of Shaolin Temple is a master who endures beatings and endures pain! The wooden stick hit Qisuo with a muffled sound, but it couldn't be pulled out again. Qisuo was in pain, but he used his superb slow fist internal strength to stick all the sticks that hit him with his hands, and all the disciples of Tiger Bite Sect were taken away by Qisuo's strength. It is possible to get rid of the entanglement of Qisuo's internal energy.Qisuo twirled three wooden sticks with his left hand and moved five sticks with his right hand. He was light, agile, heavy and fierce at the same time. All the stickmen began to feel dizzy from being turned, and they wanted to let go but were unwilling. "Amazing! This sticky kung fu is amazing!" Zhao Daming clapped his hands and applauded, and Chong Ba was also honored. The envoy of the Tianshan School with Double Hooks didn't believe in evil, and rushed up to strike, Qisuo suddenly turned around, and all the sticks and hands couldn't help but scatter in all directions, with such a force that the envoy with Double Hooks was struck with stares.Qi Suoyi stepped forward, and several people passed out with palms in succession. "I don't think you should fight?" Qisuo hooked with one foot, kicked up the Xuanci sword and held it, and all the swordsmen backed away in shock. Qisuo wandered around, picked up all the broken swords and wooden sticks piled up under his feet as hidden weapons, and simply sat on the ground to take a rest, watching Mitutoyo's battle. Whenever the swordsmen made a move, Qisuo threw one or two Broken Sword went over to shock. On the other hand, there were more and more broken swords and stumps around Mitutoyo, and the screams of the wounded were endless. But the circle of the sword drawn by Mitutoyo is getting bigger and bigger, and his forehead is steaming with sweat. This is the first time he has used this sword technique against an enemy, and he still doesn't know how to hold back the power and spare the power. If this continues, the energy on the sword will definitely be exhausted. . Yin Ji also saw it, suggesting that everyone should not resist forcefully, just avoid it. "Mitutoyo, do you want help?" Qisuo laughed loudly, unexpectedly he was the first to end the battle. "Help you, if I hadn't kicked those swords over just now, you would have been stabbed into holes!" Sanfeng replied with a snort.He usually speaks quite dignifiedly, when he met Qisuo, his words became more relaxed. "Yes, yes, I have saved several broken swords now, how about I throw my capital and profit over to help you?" Qisuo made a gesture to throw it away. Qisuo's fake action really made Yin Ji and others' hearts tremble. The strength of the swords thrown by these two guys is different, which should not be underestimated, but they couldn't kill Mitutoyo immediately. With a thought in his mind, Sanfeng pretended to be lacking in strength and staggered, which really attracted Yin Ji and others to attack. Sanfeng captured the enemy's head, stretched out his fingers and snapped the sharp sword in Yin Ji's hand, causing Yin Ji's wrist to go numb.Sanfeng swung his sword away from the surrounding swords, and swept Yin Ji's back with his backhand. With a crisp sound, Yin Ji knelt down immediately, his eyes widened to the sky, and he could no longer stand up. After Yin Ji's defeat, Huashan and the rest of the party looked at each other in blank dismay, unwilling to fight, but under the watchful eyes of the heroes, they were in a dilemma. "Put down the sword in your hand and go, you are not worthy." Sanfeng met Qisuo, he was in a good mood, he defeated the leader of the bandit, and he didn't want to hurt the gangster more. Yin Jiyu's face turned red, but he still knew that his life was the most important thing, he threw down the swords in his hands one after another, covered his face and scattered, all the heroes applauded and shouted, all of them were convinced by the second hero. "I didn't expect that the two of them practiced this amazing kung fu secretly. Now my father will definitely scold me terribly, that's all, that's all." Han Lin'er sighed in the crowd. If the Red Scarf Army wants to win these two heroes, I'm afraid someone else will have to do it. Row. If time can start over again, I will be calm and calm, instead of just thinking about entanglement. As for Qian Luohan and other current Shaolin graduates sitting in the VIP seats watching the battle, they were stunned and trembling all over, avoiding Qisuo and Mitutoyo's eyes, but how could these two little heroes who finally reunited notice them? "What a hero." Xu Da admired. "That's right, that's what a good man should do." Chang Yuchun nodded, yearning for it. "Follow the leader and me well, and learned the two moves of Jianlong Zaitian and Shenlong wagging their tails. The sword formation is like a paper prick, with one palm here and one kick there, it will be broken up in two strokes! " Zhao Daming said angrily.In another day, I really want to set up a deathmatch date with a gang that is not afraid of death and does not know people. I will personally demonstrate the fastest way to break through the level, so that people in the world know what is decent martial arts, and the best in the world. Xu Da and Chang Yuchun looked at Zhao Daming happily. They knew that once they learned a trick, they would benefit from it forever. Below, Sanfeng and Qisuo put their swords back into their sheaths, and the two heroines of the Emei School walked towards them hand in hand. With flushed eyes, Lingxue stretched out her hand proudly, quite pompously. "Qisuo, I miss you so much." Hongzhong burst into tears again, hugging Qisuo tightly. "Hongzhong, with you, my life will be settled, and I will be able to count the cards." Qisuo also hugged Hongzhong tightly with sincerity. The matter of the female love here embarrasses the heroes, they all scratch their heads and don't know what to do. There are many wealthy customers who want to go forward to make friends with the two heroes, but they are confused by Hongzhong's crying. Zhao Daming, who was envious and happy to see it from the big tree, suddenly bristled unconsciously.