Chapter 25 Chapter Twenty-Four

When Zhao Ziyuan first heard that Monk Hua mentioned the words "Budai Gangzhu", he felt his heart beating wildly, and fixed his eyes on the evil caller Hua. The evil caller said lightly: "Don't dare, our name Hua'er is Long Huatian, the leader of the Beggar Clan's Bag Bag Gang." Although Monk Hua had already guessed the other party's identity, but now that the evil beggar Hua himself confirmed it, his expression still changed slightly, Er, suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled stand up. Zhao Zi's original nervousness has long been swept away, replaced by a sense of astonishment and astonishment, he never dreamed that the ragged and unattractive beggar in front of him was the leader of the beggar gang, he was even more surprised that , the leader of the world's largest gang is actually so young!

After a long time, Monk Hua laughed and said: "Since the leader of the Beggar Sect came here in person, what else can the poor monk say, but those few subordinates of the poor monk were borrowed from a foreign partner, but now they are all killed by the leader of the Dragon Sect, how will the poor monk explain when he returns? " Longhua Avenue: "You gambled and lost the lives of seven of your subordinates. How to explain to their masters is your own business." Monk Hua said coldly: "I'm afraid it's not as simple as you said..." Before the words were finished, he suddenly waved his palm and sent out two sneak attacks on Long Huatian in an extremely sinister manner. These two palms were unstoppable, and Long Huatian was forced to retreat a few steps for a while.

Monk Hua sneered, turned his palms over and over again, and the wind burst out, the force of the palms made Zhao Ziyuan who was watching horrified. Under the opponent's fierce offensive, Long Huatian was forced to take another five steps back. Suddenly, he bent and swung his right hand, the shape of his hand was like flowing water, and then he shook his palm from his chest, and there was a strangely loud "woo" Suddenly, he actually returned a slap in this unforgiving gap. Monk Hua saw that the opponent was still able to protect himself with his palm under such an extremely disadvantaged position, he couldn't help but secretly exclaimed in his heart, he withdrew his hand and came back without waiting for the force of Long Huatian's palm to come into contact with him.

Long Huatian didn't seem to expect that Monk Hua would stop suddenly in the continuous attack, and he was stunned for a while. Monk Hua took advantage of the surprise and launched a sneak attack, he had clearly gained the upper hand, the hidden killer under his palm had not yet been used, so he stopped and did not fight, Zhao Ziyuan was also puzzled. Long Huatian said in a deep voice: "Monk, you made a sneak attack first, but suddenly gave up the advantage you had already gained, and stopped the army. It made Long not know what medicine you sold in your gourd." Monk Hua giggled and said:

"Don't be busy, the poor monk is not in a hurry to start. Wait for a while, and someone will come to seek your bad luck for being a flower boss!" Longhua Heavenly Way: "Are you referring to the masters of those eight people?" Monk Hua was stunned and said: "Eight people? Does Lord Long mean eight people?" Long Huatian nodded and said: "No more, no less, exactly eight." Monk Hua's expression sank and said: "Only seven people died at your hands, how did you know that the poor monk borrowed eight subordinates from that partner?"

Longhua Heavenly Way: "Is there anything else in the world that can be hidden from the eyes and ears of the leader of the beggar gang? Long Mou not only knows your intention of borrowing those eight people, but also can guess who their master is? Do you believe it or not?" Monk Hua was shocked and thought to himself: "Hearing his tone is so sure, could it be that he actually knew the inside story? But this matter was carried out so secretly, even though the beggar gang's eyeliner is all over the world, there is little possibility of knowing it. Could it be that he was just bluffing to me?  … "

He thought for a while, before saying: "Does the leader of the Long Gang know? The poor monk would like to hear the details." Longhua Heavenly Way: "Monk, you know it yourself, why do you need me to say it?" Monk Hua snorted from his nostrils and said: "It turns out that you don't know anything, but the poor monk is worrying too much." Just after saying this, he immediately realized that there were many suspicious things in it. As far as he knew, the current leader of the Budai Gang would not easily take a step away from the head of the Beggars' Gang, but today he came here suddenly to find him, and made excuses as soon as he showed up. Playing cards with himself, and killing the seven people outside the tent, the attempt is naturally very obvious.

Long Huatian smiled and said: "Longmou's words have already been said before, it is up to you whether you believe it or not." Monk Hua's eyes were cloudy and he said: "Even if you know it, you have to come up with some proof." Long Huatian pondered for a while, and said: "Monk, you must have already guessed the reason why I wanted to kill those seven people." Monk Hua said: "That's right, the poor monk guessed it, but I still have to listen to your own words, whether it is what the poor monk thought in his heart." Long Huatian's face was stunned, and he swept away his previous smile, and said:

"Monk Hua, the eight men you borrowed once killed two disciples of the Beggar Sect. Let alone that, the actions of the eight of them alone are more than enough to warrant death." After a pause, he repeated: "The eight of them were ordered by you to follow behind the carriage of the saint in Kagawa. When they met someone who had looked at the face of the saint, they killed him regardless of innocence. Those who died innocently because of this in recent days, let alone There are also dozens of people, so it is not an exaggeration for Long to take their lives today." Monk Hua's expression changed continuously, and he said:

"Don't forget that just now you insisted that the poor monk borrowed eight men, but you only took seven lives, so what about the remaining one?" Longhua Heavenly Way: "Monk, do you want to make excuses again? Your eight subordinates were accidentally poisoned and killed when they solved the Kongtong Three Swords this morning. Later, a man who claimed to be Sima Daoyuan was in the way. The Kongtong Three Swords did not kill them." When it was done, he retreated in embarrassment, and there was no way to lose money." Monk Hua said: "Nonsense, nonsense."

Longhua Avenue: "As for why you want to get rid of all the people who saw the face of the Holy Maiden, the secret behind it may only be understood by you and the few people involved with the Holy Maiden, but Long can only imagine some clues." A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Monk Hua's lips, and said: "Leader Long is upright but well-balanced. The poor monk only thinks that you know everything?" Longhua Heavenly Way: "Actually, apart from your intentions, which are hard to guess, Long really knows everything about you..." Monk Hua was taken aback and said: "But you really came for the poor monk." Longhua Avenue: "So what if it's coming for you? What if it's not coming for you?" Monk Hua sneered and said: "Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it is or not. Can the poor monk mention a person, can the leader of the dragon deny it?" Long Huatian said in a daze: "who?" Monk Hua said word by word: "Professional swordsman Xie Jinyin." Long Huatian was stunned for a while, and said: "Xie Jinyin? Long has faced him three times and moved his hands twice. Why do you mention him?" Monk Hua said: "That's it, there is no balance between good and evil. You said that you and Xie Jinyin met three times, but only handed each other twice. Then the last time you two faced each other, could you shake hands and talk happily?" ?” Long Huatian raised his head and remained silent, as if he was chasing after a past event, he said after a long time: "Strictly speaking, in the second battle between Longmou and Xie Jinyin, when the battle reached more than a thousand moves, Longmou was exhausted and unable to continue, and Xie Jinyin obviously still had more strength when he swung his sword to attack. If the battle continues, even if Long can try his best to protect himself, he will inevitably lose—” Speaking of this, the mood seemed quite agitated, and continued after a long while: "But every time Xie Jinyin suddenly withdraws his sword and walks away, Long Mou naturally feels very suspicious in his selfish heart, just because he is notorious, and I forced him to do it the second time, but he gave up easily It's really puzzling to see a good chance to win." Zhao Ziyuan listened to it and was very surprised, the leader of the largest gang in the world, in front of him and Monk Hua, admitted that he was not the enemy of Xie Jinyin, what a magnanimity!However, in terms of their long-standing masters' moves, it is not enough to believe that they will win or lose unless they miss the last move, that is, they will win and lose. Only this made Zhao Ziyuan feel that the leader of the gang of beggars was indeed an upright person. A person with such a prestige status would have a special sensitivity to any action that would damage his prestige status. It's hard to admit failure before others. Zhao Ziyuan thought silently in his heart: "It's often heard that the master of the Beggar Clan's Bu Dai Gang is amazing, and there are few opponents in words. If you say that he can't thank Jinyin, that's fine, but he actually admits that he is not his opponent. Could it be that Xie Jinyin's attainments in swords have really reached the level of a god? Is it invincible?" Thinking of this, he occasionally caught a glimpse of a strange light floating in Long Huatian's eyes, with an indescribably bitter expression on his face. The masters of this generation are not immune to the vulgarity. Although they admit defeat, the sadness in their hearts cannot be described in words. Long Huatian gave a slight sigh and said: "Although Long is not worthy of Xie Jinyin's actions, he has to obey him from the bottom of his heart for his supernatural swordsmanship..." Monk Hua said: "Leader Long still hasn't explained why he met Xie Jinyin for the third time but never made a move?" Long Huatian stared at Monk Hua, and said in a deep voice: "Are you forcing me to tell what happened that night in Cuihu?" Monk Hua blurted out: "Cuihu?...So it turns out that the place where you met Xie Jinyin for the third time was at Cuihu? You—you..." Long Huatian interrupted: "That was already twenty years ago. At that time, Long was passing near Cuihu Lake and ran into Xie Jinyin unexpectedly, but he didn't see Long—" His face suddenly became very serious, and he continued slowly: "Monk, you must know the reason why Xie Jinyin didn't see Longmou. It was because he was too busy to take care of himself and was being besieged and hunted down by three unrivaled masters—" Zhao Ziyuan took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress the waves in his heart, and turned his eyes to observe how Monk Hua reacted to this sentence. Monk Hua showed a fierce look in his eyes, and said coldly: "With the eyesight of Chief Long, he must have seen clearly who the three masters who besieged Xie Jinyin were." Longhua Heavenly Way: "That's right, Long Mou saw the faces of two of them clearly, and the other was covered with a black stripe, but now I have figured out his identity!" He paused, and said in a peculiar tone: "Why do you ask these questions? Do you have any scruples?" Monk Hua's face was as cold as water, and said: "Could it be that the leader of the dragon gang suspects that the poor monk is one of the three masters who besieged Xie Jinyin?" Long Huatian thought about it and said: "It's not you, it's not you. Just now, Long Mou suddenly realized that the masked man dared to have a very close relationship with you, monk, so you tried every means..." Before he could finish speaking, Monk Hua cut off coldly: "Master Long, just listen to what the poor monk said—" Longhua Heavenly Way: "How?" Monk Hua said word by word: "In the past, the martial arts world was both evil and righteous, and they were equally famous in the world. Xie Jinyin had passed away first. Today, you, Long Huatian, may not be able to survive!" stop, repeat: "Haha, tonight is really lively, it seems that there are friends coming!" Zhao Ziyuan listened carefully, and sure enough, there was the sound of night walkers walking in clothes, the wind was slightly swaying, the candles in the tent dimmed, and a person appeared at the entrance of the tent like a ghost. All the people in the tent raised their eyes at the same time, only to see a man with a mask in the black and a quick attire standing at the entrance of the tent! Zhao Ziyuan caught a glimpse of the darkness covering the face of the visitor, but felt that the blackness revealed an indescribably eerie meaning, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Longhua didn't change his face, and said loudly: "My friend, you have come close a long time ago. Long knows that as long as I say this sentence, you will never be able to hold back. Sure enough, you have shown up." The man in black clothes lowered his voice and said: "Surnamed Long, didn't the five heroes of the Beggar Clan accompany you?" Long Huatian was startled, and said: "Why are you asking this?" The man in black sneered and said: "If you're the only one here, then you won't have much time to live!" Long Huatian said lightly: "My friend, if you can take the life of Long Mou, you will be the top figure in martial arts, haha, in fact, there are only a handful of people in martial arts today who dare to say such big things in front of Long Mou—" There was a slight pause in the voice, and he said again: "Wait for Long Mou to do the math, the talents of the five sects will wither, and the famous elders of other sects may not be able to do so, except for those senior masters in the legend of the old neighbor—" the man in black clothes cut in and said: " You're taking it too far!" Long Huatian succeeded and said: "The two queens of Yan Palace are two women, so naturally they can't be Your Excellency. Besides, your attire is not like any of the four Lingwu four nobles. The whereabouts of the remaining one is too mysterious. No one has seen it before, so Long is not sure if your Excellency is this person..." At this point, he suddenly stopped talking, and raised his eyes to stare at the man in black clothes. Zhao Ziyuan, standing by, couldn't bear it any longer, and blurted out: "Moyun hand, senior mean the Moyun hand?" The man in black gave Zhao Ziyuan a cold look and said: "Boy, your life is in jeopardy, why are you yelling all the time?" Zhao Ziyuan was waiting to reply, Long Huatian snorted coldly: "Friend, take off that black spot on your face!" Before he could say the last word, Monk Hua, who was standing behind him, picked up the ground and shoveled it, and raised his wrist to slash Long Huatian's back! In an instant, the cold air surged towards the shadow, condensing into a fierce and fierce aura, Zhao Ziyuan saw it clearly, and shouted: "Be careful!" Although Long Huatian is not very old, he has already experienced hundreds of battles, and he is always on extreme alert. Hua Monk only came out with the shovel, he gave a loud shout, and turned his palms upside down to meet the opponent's shovel. Zhao Ziyuan saw that he sealed Monk Yinghua's blade-sharp shovel with a pair of fleshy palms, and couldn't help sweating because of him, when he suddenly heard a "pop", Longhua's heavenly palm reached halfway, and suddenly turned into a clap , grabbed the opponent's handy shovel as quickly as lightning, and twisted it hard.Monk Hua shouted, "Let go!" Pushing and sending the handy shovel in the hand, it emits a strong tenacity. The handy shovel is originally a mighty way to go, so when it is vigorous, it will appear vigorous and intimidating. Long Huatian sneered, his true strength leaked out from his fingertips, amidst the turbulence of the wind, there was a loud "clang" sound—Zhao Ziyuan heard the sound at first, almost jumped up in fright, but saw Long Huatian loosen his five fingers , that handy shovel has been broken in two! At the same moment, Long Huatian's body was floating, and he turned back three steps away. Dare to feel that Longhua Tian's skill is so profound that it has reached an appalling level. He even forcibly pinched off the handy shovel in Monk Hua's hand. Take three steps back. Monk Hua threw down the broken shovel forcefully, and laughed angrily: "Good! Good! Lord Dragon, you are such a powerful Giant Spirit Claw!" With a flick of his sleeve, he struck Long Huatian in the chest. When he made a move, the monk robes all over his body seemed to be blown by the wind, blowing non-stop, Zhao Ziyuan could only watch with his brows furrowed, he couldn't see the mystery of Monk Hua's strange move. It was too late, it was so fast, Monk Hua only made one move, and the man in black clothes who was standing at the entrance of the tent suddenly bowed his body, raised his single palm like lightning, and aimed at Long Huatian who was four steps away and attacked directly. out. When this happened, Long Huatian turned his back to the man in black and was concentrating on Monk Hua's move. He didn't expect the man in black to launch a surprise attack. He didn't have time to turn around. The man in black was like a whirlwind. The strength of the palm has barely reached the key acupoint on his back! Under the attack of the two masters at the front and the back, it is difficult for Longhua Tian to escape from this catastrophe even if he is the reincarnation of the Daluo Immortal. Zhao Ziyuan felt a surge of enthusiasm rushing upwards, but even if he wanted to rescue Long Huatian at this moment, it was too late. In a moment of astonishment, Monk Hua brushed Long Huatian's sleeve with his sleeve. Teng Teng Teng, Long Huatian was shaken back three steps, just as he felt that his Qi and blood were floating, suddenly there was another unrivaled palm force pressing down on his back. The palm of the man dressed in black was full of real strength and came out in a sneak attack. It was so powerful that it was like a mountain pressing on an egg, and it was enough to crush Long Huatian's body into pieces.Long Huatian suddenly shouted: "Hey!" The sound of stopping drinking was not loud, but it was powerful and it shook the ear drums of everyone in the tent, and the palm of the man in black slowed down unconsciously.Immediately after the sound of "嗤", the candle was extinguished, and the tent was pitch black. Monk Hua said in a deep voice: "Which one played the trick?" There was no answer in the dark, it turned out that Zhao Ziyuan was eager to think, and while the man in black froze for a moment, he flicked his fingers, and a gust of wind hit the candle core, knocking out the tongue of flame. Even though the man in black had excellent eyesight, his pupils couldn't adapt to the sudden change from bright to dark, and his eyelids flickered unconsciously. At this moment, Long Huatian made a wrong step and avoided the opponent's palm. The man in black turned his head to face Zhao Ziyuan, sternly: "Boy, you are a clay figurine crossing the river. Is there room for you to reach out this time?" Zhao Ziyuan didn't dare to answer, he was not afraid of angering the other party with words, but he was afraid that if he was distracted by speaking, the enemy would take the opportunity to kill him, and Si Shi would be unavoidable. Monk Hua relighted the candles, and the dim yellow candlelight jumped into the tent. With the eyesight of all of them, the surrounding scenery could be clearly seen. Everyone looked at each other in dismay, all showing doubts, dare they all found that there were two more people in the tent for no reason—— The one on the right is a fat man with a swollen figure and a fat face, and the one on the left is thinner but bald.Zhao Ziyuan's body trembled suddenly, and he lost his voice: "Nine bald summons the soul, Minghai summons the soul, you wait—" Spoken words na na, I can't go on anymore, Long Huatian's face was cold, and he said: "They have been lying in ambush near the tent for a long time, and I didn't make a sound to break it." He also caught a glimpse of Zhao Ziyuan's astonishment, and wondered: "Little brother, have you seen the two of them?" Zhao Ziyuan nana said: "I've seen it before. They once stayed at Guangling Temple, and they were summoned by the ghost ax gate in western Yunnan..." Before the word "two demons" was out of the mouth, Ming Hai interrupted sharply: "Boy, you took advantage of our luck that day and hid outside the room to peep. You committed a huge taboo. If you don't settle it yourself, when will you wait?" Zhao Ziyuan was intimidated by the opponent's strange aura, unknowingly he retreated three or four steps. Jiutu summoned the soul Jie Jie laughed and said: "Old Hai, wait for me to dig out his eyeballs—" While speaking, he slowly approached Zhao Ziyuan. Zhao Ziyuan saw that the Necromancer was not carrying the two large black wooden boxes with him, the chill in his heart gradually disappeared, and he stood upright and waited. Suddenly the man in black said coldly: "stop!" Jiutu Zhaohun suddenly stopped and turned around, and bowed to the man in black along with Minghai Zhaohun, saying: "What's your order, Commander?" The man in black opened his blindfolded eyelids and let out a murderous look, saying: "Did the old man order you to do it?" Jiutu summoned his soul and fell silent, and retreated with his hands down. When Zhao Ziyuan heard the words "Marshal", he felt like a giant thunderbolt, pointed at the man in black clothes, and blurted out in a trembling voice: "Your step——Your step is actually the handsome ghost of the Ghost Axe?..." Long Huatian also suddenly changed color, saying: "It's true that the famous Moyun Shou actually has a double identity. If it is spread out, I'm afraid it will cause a big commotion in the Jianghu!" The falcon-like eyes of the man in black scanned Long Huatian and Zhao Ziyuan back and forth, saying: "There are no young or old on the road to Huangquan, you and this yellow-haired boy are dead!" Long Huatian laughed loudly and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say, friend, just do it..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head towards Zhao Ziyuan and shouted: "The enemy is brutal, you rush out—" The sound was still echoing in everyone's ears, his body suddenly rose into the air, his right hand shook his chest, and he struck the man in black with an ingenious stance. The man in black moved sideways to avoid Long Huatian's palm, but he did not block it. At the same moment, Zhao Ziyuan didn't dare to be slow, he jumped up and followed Long Huatian, and rushed towards the entrance of the tent. The man in black still didn't stop him, and watched Long and Zhao charge out hand in hand with cold eyes. Long Huatian and Zhao Ziyuan were quite surprised, but at the moment they didn't worry too much, "嗖" and "嗖" flashed past the man in black one after another . Long Huatian, who was walking in front of him, hadn't exhausted his momentum yet, suddenly let out a low cry, exhaled in mid-air, and floated down to the ground. Zhao Ziyuan was stunned for a while, not considering why Long Huatian stopped suddenly, he raised his mouth and let out a foul breath, and then stopped the castration. The body fell to the ground, and as far as the eye could see, he involuntarily took a breath of cold air. Surrounding the tent, there were dozens of corpses with different appearances, each with hideous facial features, shriveled bodies, and each holding a big black hatchet in his hand! The bleak moonlight fell on these dead bodies, reflecting a bleak and terrifying gray and white color, making it even more ghostly and ghostly! All of a sudden, he felt the wind blowing around him, Zhao Ziyuan trembled, his hair stood on end, he had already seen the unimaginable evil skills of the corpse in Guangling Temple, so he was particularly shocked. After all, Long Huatian was the leader of the gang. After being startled, he quickly regained his composure and said: "Long, a ghost ax sect in the west of Yunnan, used dead corpses to hold an axe, and practiced strange kung fu. It was just an exaggeration of the people at the time, and it was unexpected that it actually happened." The man in black stepped out of the tent slowly, followed by Monk Hua and the second demon Zhao Hun. The man in black narrowed his eyes, smiled evilly, and said: "Lord Budai, you've given up on this—" Saying that, he nodded towards the two spirit summoners, and Hai Lao and Bald Zi suddenly danced around the tent, and made a fuss in their mouths, which made people upset. In a moment, Ming Hai summoned his soul and prostrated himself on the ground, raised his arms and raised his arms to pay homage to the moon, chanting words in his mouth: "But da da da silimi..." Jiutu summoned the soul and sang in harmony. After reciting a strange and difficult mantra, they crossed their knees and practiced breathing kung fu at the dead body. After the time shift, bursts of sobs suddenly came from the pile of dead bodies, and the two soul-calling demons continued to chant mantras, and the sobbing sound gradually turned into a horrified and piercing howling sound. Added to the gloomy and cold atmosphere around—— Zhao Ziyuan's scalp exploded and his whole body felt cold, but after a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, as if he was in a terrible dream monster, he wanted to open his mouth to scream, but he couldn't make any sound, even his brothers and feet couldn't bear it anymore. It feels like being tied by a rope, unable to move at all.Suddenly heard that Long Huatian shouted loudly: "Duh!" This sound of stopping drinking is sonorous and powerful, like a sudden rainstorm on the flat ground, gathering in the air for a long time, it is similar to the roar of a Buddhist lion. Zhao Ziyuan only felt a sudden shock in his heart, as if he had just been drenched in a heavy rain, the Lingtai was much more awake, and a sentence that a dream old hate said about the mystery of the dead body quietly came to mind again. "Although the vain and hidden ways of the heretics can deceive the world for a while, but under the eyes of my Buddha's formless dharma, they can't reveal their true colors..." At that time, he and Gu Qianwu only knew half of what they heard, but now they feel that it makes sense. The eyes of the man in black blinked, and suddenly shot out two extremely evil rays of light. As soon as Zhao Ziyuan's eyes came into contact with the other party, his heart trembled suddenly. There seemed to be a strange feeling in the eyes of the man in black. With the attractive force, he wanted to look away, but it was too late. The man in black said gloomyly: "The King of Hades is easy to see, but the devil's ax is hard to deal with... Aren't you two down?" Zhao Ziyuan only felt that his mind was dizzy, and he had the tendency to collapse in response. Fortunately, he had experienced many hardships since he was a child, and his willpower was beyond human capabilities. Long Huatian sneered and said: "Marshal, if your tricks stop at this, you will make Long feel so disappointed." The man in black said coldly: "Do you think you can stand it? Hey, hey!  …" After saying that, he suddenly laughed out loud, the sound was like a jade shattering, and it was more like the sudden cry of a night fruit, which was eerie and piercing, especially shocking. When Zhao Ziyuan first heard the laughter, he immediately felt that something was wrong, the strange power of the laughter penetrated directly, he sat on the ground, ready to use his kung fu to resist. After a long while, Long Huatian also sat cross-legged on the ground, concentrating on raising his energy and improving his skills. The two soul-calling demons continued to chant the incantations, and dozens of dead bodies all around rushed forward. Between the pale fingers, faint green lights flickered faintly. As the hands rise and fall, light and dark are uncertain—— Every time the group of dead corpses took a step, there was an ear-shattering noise, and the big black ax held in their hands also swung forward. When a dead body approached, the big ax in its hand was raised high towards Longhua who was sitting on the ground, and his body was also very stiff. Zhao Ziyuan watched his soul fly away, but Long Huatian didn't notice it at all. The dead body raised its ax and fell towards Longhua Tianding Gate—— Hearing a "hiss" suddenly, a sharp wind sound came out from Long Huatian's fingers, and the dead body's huge ax was slightly suffocated, and he took a step back. Another dead body from behind immediately jumped forward, uttering horrific screams. The huge axes held by the two dead bodies swung "click" and "click". Although the movements were stiff and different from ordinary people, But it is very neat and uniform, and the swiftness of the siblings is simply unbelievable. Within a radius of ten zhang, there was a terrible gloomy wind for a while, and it was hard to tell how mysterious and frightening it was. At this moment, a star point flew like lightning from not far behind the tent, swept across the air in an arc shape, and struck directly. With the sound of "cracking", the star fell on the tarpaulin, and the tent suddenly caught fire. Under the night wind, the fire spread rapidly. For a while, the tent was filled with thick smoke, and the flames couldn't stop spitting out. Monk Hua's complexion changed drastically, and he asked: "Who set the fire?" The flames illuminated the surrounding area into a bright red, Zhao Hun unknowingly stopped chanting the mantra, and dozens of dead bodies froze and did not move. Suddenly, a clear and clear voice sounded from a distance of tens of feet to the left: "Going to the Lingwu Gate in the morning, and staying in the Danshui Mountain at night. With your left hand, you are waving the cloud crane, and with your right hand, you are waving the Dragon Yuan, looking around the world, looking up at the Yufei Pavilion..." The man in black looked uncertain, and said solemnly: "Morning to the Spiritual Martial Gate, evening to the Danshui Mountain... Could it be that the Fourth Lord of the Spiritual Martial Arts has come?" As soon as the words "Four Lords of Lingwu" came out, everyone's nerves tensed up, and the heels of Minghai Calling Soul and Jiutu Calling Soul even trembled slightly! As soon as the chanting stopped, a person's figure was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he was about to come over. Zhao Ziyuan looked up subconsciously, but saw that the man was about middle age, dressed in scholarly attire, it was the mysterious middle-aged scholar who had appeared in Taizhao Fort and Guangling Temple successively. Zhao Ziyuan was so excited, he silently shouted to himself: "That's him! The legendary senior master, one of the four masters of Lingwu who is as famous as Yan Gong's double empress and Mo Yunshou is him!" The middle-aged scribe walked through the crowd of dead bodies and came to stop. With sharp eyes, the man in black sized up the comer, clasped his fists and said: "I haven't seen you for many years, but I'm as beautiful as before. I'm really happy and congratulated. I'm so happy and congratulated." The middle-aged scribe returned the salute and said: "It's easy to say, the old man likes reminiscing with old friends the most in his life. We haven't seen each other for a long time these years." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the frozen dead body, and asked: "Did you bring these ghosts?" The man in black said coldly: "You know it's true, so why ask more?" The middle-aged scribe said: "Mo Yunshou, Commander Ghost Axe... You have all the famous and fearful names in the martial arts, but what is your true face? The old man has not figured it out yet?" Humanity in black said: "Taiyi Jue, you and I stand side by side in the world, rivers and wells have never interfered with each other, you better leave the old man alone!" The middle-aged scribe said lightly: "Unless it is absolutely necessary, the old man never likes to meddle in other people's business." Humanity in black said: "But you set fire to the tent, didn't you intend to provoke me?" The middle-aged scribe Taiyi said: "Did you set up the tent?" The man in black was taken aback for a moment, and said: "not early" Tai Yijue laughed and said: "Since it wasn't you who set up the frame, the old man set fire to the tent, why should he be blamed by you?" The man in black snorted coldly: "What are you pretending to be? When the corpses under the old man's command saw the flames..." Speaking of this, Sheng seemed to find a slip of the tongue, and suddenly fell silent. Taiyi Jue smiled and continued: "Ghosts and ghosts are used to moving in the dark, so they can't see the light the most, right? Once there is firelight, the strange skill of the Axe Gate will lose most of its effect." The man in black snorted and said: "If it loses most of its effects, that's not necessarily the case. It's true that it will have a slight impact on the corpse's actions. What's more, when the fire in the camp always burns out, Lord Taiyi, do you want to give it a try?" Yanxia made gestures to the two devils of summoning souls, Minghai summoned souls, Jiutu summoned souls, opened and closed their mouths, and at the same time began to chant incantations. The more the incantation was read, the worse it became, suddenly there was a strange sound of "shh", "shh", "shh" in the crowd of dead bodies, like a beast struggling in extreme pain, the sound was dull and annoying. Zhao Ziyuan couldn't bear it at first, stood up unsteadily, staggered forward a few steps, and murmured in his mouth: "The way of evil spirits, how can it deceive people's eyes and ears..." Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he fell to the ground again. The strange sounds of "shh" and "shh" are still lingering in my ears, and there is a bit of horror in the mystery. Suddenly, the two soul-calling demons danced and danced, ho ho ho, and more than ten dead bodies jumped forward one after another, with big axes in their hands. With the momentum of the vertical leap, one wave and one chop, the tiger and the tiger are in the wind! Long Huatian rested his palms on his chest, waiting for his luck to succeed, he turned his head to Lord Taiyi and said: "This group of dead bodies is very evil, we have to deal with it carefully..." Da Yijue nodded, and in the blink of an eye, dead bodies had gathered around him. Taiyi Jue's tongue burst into spring thunder, and he roared: "Wait—" Hearing the sound, the man in black waved his arm, and the dead body temporarily stopped moving, and said coldly: "This old man doesn't want to have any grudges with you. If you want to quit this place, there is still time." Taiyi Jue said slowly: "Listen, if you dare to use the Qimen evil skill again, the old man has a treasure in his body, which is sure to wipe out all your dead bodies, do you dare to take the risk?" The man in black snorted in a low voice, and was about to answer, Ming Hai Zhaohun's complexion changed slightly, he stepped forward, leaned close to the man in black's ear and said: "The other party, Xu Wei, was alarmist. A few days ago, when my subordinate and the old bald were staying at Guangling Temple, I ran into Lord Taiyi. At that time, when he suddenly appeared, the subordinate immediately lost control of the actions of the dead body, so he ran away in a hurry. Presumably it was the treasure he said was causing trouble..." The man in black hummed, looked at Lord Taiyi and said: "Da Yijue, the treasure you mentioned, could it be the treasure of the ancient temple of the Five Darks in the Western Regions, the Mirror of the Five Darks?" Taiyi Jue said: "How did you guess it was this thing?" Humanity in black said: "Except for the evil spirit mirror of Wuming ancient temple, there is no other treasure in the world that can restrain the extraordinary kung fu of ghost axe... His voice sank, and he said again: "It's just that since the evil spirit mirror is the treasure of the Wuming ancient temple, it is impossible to say anything on you, unless—" Taiyi Jue interrupted and said: "Mo Yunshou, you have been smart all your life, but you have been confused for a while. What is the relationship between the lama in the Wuming ancient temple and the old man? The old man wanted to borrow the evil mirror, and it was not just a sentence." The man in black rolled his eyes several times and said: "Okay! Okay! So, you came here on purpose..." Before he finished speaking, his palms swung suddenly, and he attacked Taiyi Jue directly. As soon as he raised his palm, there was a strange sound of "Woo" and "Woo", the sound was extremely ear-piercing, the power of that palm made everyone in the field look at each other in amazement! Taiyijue's expression also changed, his right palm sank, and he went out to meet his face. When the two forces touched, the earth-shattering internal energy surged like a tide, within a radius of ten feet, there was darkness, and sand and stones flew flying , fierce and breathtaking—— All the sand and gravel disappeared, but seeing Lord Taiyi and the man in black stand on their feet without moving, the ground between the two of them was actually cracked in a large piece! Everyone was stunned at once, after a while, white flakes began to appear from Taiyi Jue's top door. The man in black said in a deep voice: "The name is well-deserved, the name is well-deserved, this one is the number one opponent of this old man's life!" Taiyi Jue took a long breath and said: "Moyunshou, do you have to force the old man to do it?" The man in black sneered and said nothing. At this moment, Monk Hua suddenly bullied Zhao Ziyuan who fell on the ground with a single step. He waved his sleeves and brushed Zhao Ziyuan's five major acupoints! This pose made it extremely dangerous, Zhao Ziyuan was startled, he felt the cold wind hit his body, as if he had received five powerful arrows, he shouted eagerly, one arm sank, and he grabbed it with his backhand. Suddenly heard that the leader of the bag gang, Long Huatian, roared violently: "Shut up, that's a five-fingered fork!" Hearing this, Zhao Ziyuan's chest shook heavily, he could almost guess who the evil Monk Hua in front of him was. The "five-finger fork" kung fu has never been seen in martial arts twenty or thirty years ago, but just twenty-five years ago, a little-known traveling monk relied on the "five-finger fork" kung fu to travel all over the Central Plains, and he was absolutely invincible , The competition caused a huge shock in the Central Plains martial arts. For those who are advanced, the "five-finger fork" kung fu is so powerful that it is rare in the world, and because the traveling monk is very vicious, it is rare for those who are in charge to save their lives. He killed too much. At this time, suddenly a swordsman came out, inviting him to fight that monk! The swordsman called himself a "wandering swordsman", apparently also intentionally concealed his true identity, the place where he was invited to fight was at the top of Mount Wutai. Rush to Mount Wutai. The traveling monk came first, and when the "Wandering Swordsman" appeared, his face was covered with white, which added to the suspicion of his identity. The two sides stood in silence for a long time, and finally the traveling monk spoke: "Are you ready for the funeral?" "Wandering Swordsman" didn't answer, and said for a while: "And you?" The traveling monk laughed angrily, spread his palm like a fork, and grabbed the opponent in the void, but before he could catch it with his single claw, the hissing wind was already emitting from the tips of his five fingers, covering the whole body of the "Wandering Swordsman". In this instant, he has issued the invincible "five-finger cross"! It was too late to say it, and then it was too soon, the traveling monk said "five-fingered fork", and an unimaginable thing happened suddenly—— The "Wandering Swordsman" drew his sword with his backhand without rushing, but the sword body was still unsheathed, and there was already a fierce "murderous aura!" 那股“杀气”起得突兀无比，无可讳言的，是由“流浪剑客”反手抽剑的动作，自然而然所发出。 最接近战圈站立的数十个旁观者，被那重重“刹气”的边缘风涌波及，立时感到胸中窒闷，呼吸受阻，同时心里俱都生出一种怪异的感觉，仿佛那一剑随时可以抽出，刺中自己，这当真是他们从未经历过的怪事！ 他们都被迫得移转身躯，或来回走动，方始消减了这一股难以言喻的“杀气”。 反观那行脚僧人双足虽然钉立不动，但他所发出的“五指叉”犹未出全，却已在中途顿住！ 行脚僧人凝目望了“流浪剑客”好一会，一字一字道： “贫僧知道你是谁了，咱们后会有期！” 他面色由青而白，仰天大笑三声，掉头排开众人下山而去。 “流浪剑客”平息了一会，低声自语道： “好险，好险。” 言罢，亦自飘然远去。 那“流浪剑客”仅仅以一个抽剑的动作，就吓跑了不可一世的行脚僧人，迫使他“五指叉”功夫无法施出，场中诸人不由惊得呆了。 当时在场的少林方丈仰天喧了一声佛号，转首朝右侧的武当掌教天石真人道： “阿弥陀佛，真人已瞧出那'流浪剑客'是谁么？” 武当掌教天石真人颔首道： “看是看出了，只是贫道仍然抱着几分怀疑而已。” 旁立众人纷纷上前，向天石真人探询“流浪剑客”的真正身份，天石真人但笑不语，转向少林方丈，亦是三缄其口。 群豪疑意更甚，交头接耳臆测纷纷，有人说那“流浪剑客”便是中州一剑乔如山，但后来乔如山又郑重宣称，自己从未到过五台山，更未与行脚僧人交过手，于是“流浪剑客”的真实身份如何，遂永远成了一个谜。 那行脚僧人自此销声匿迹，“五指又”功夫也失传武林。此刻赵子原一听花和尚所使竟是“五指叉”，自是吃惊不已。 这当儿，突闻龙华天的声音喝道： “花和尚，照打！” 原来龙华天情知自己虽然出声示警，但要赵子原逃过花和尚“五指叉”的杀着，简直是难乎其难了，他大喝一声，右手迅速一场，三道寒星一前二后成品字形，直袭花和尚。 花和尚“五指叉”已发出一半，倏觉背后冷风袭体，便也顾不得伤敌，猛然收指倒挥而出。 “嗤”“嗤”“嗤”三响，三道寒星相继为他扫落尘埃，他定睛一望，却是三颗孩童所玩的琉璃弹子。 Monk Hua sneered and said: “堂堂丐帮布袋帮主，竞也玩起稚龄幼童所戏耍的琉璃弹子来，不怕笑掉人家大牙么？” 龙华天毫不在意，笑嘻嘻道： “叫花儿身上郎郎当当、零零碎碎的家当还多着哩，花和尚你可有兴致陪叫花儿玩一场打弹子游戏？” 花和尚直怒得双眉倒竖，眼睛连眨，却又拿他无可如何。太乙爵缓缓道： “看来这许多年不见，摩云手你翻来覆去，玩的总是那几套伎俩。” Humanity in black said: “老夫玩的什么伎俩不管，今日你等人寡势弱，能够与咱们相抗么？” 太乙爵道： “你是在恫吓老夫了。” Humanity in black said: “岂敢，我以实相析，奉劝你还是尽快一走，否则莫要懊悔不及。”