Yinkong and Facan led the way.
Suzaku next to him hugged his shoulders, leaned against the wall, and said calmly: "Yin Kong is a member of the White Lotus Sect..."
Master Wan Xing said in a deep voice: "Isn't this just right? Once the Holy Gate completes its great cause, won't these cults that compete with the Holy Gate for the world be our next targets? With him as an internal response, we can understand the enemy better. "
"Oh, trust me?"
"I believe in human ambition and greed." Master Wan Xing said in a deep voice, "Yin Kong was hunted down by people back then, and it was only an expedient measure to join the White Lotus Sect to save his life. If we continue to cooperate in the future, we will continue to cooperate." It's just for the sake of getting ahead. But compared with the benefits gained from taking refuge in the Holy Gate, the White Lotus Sect seems a bit too childish. The saying that a good bird chooses a tree to live in is true."
"That's right." Suzaku's evil smile showed again, "It seems that the Venerable Master is also a smart person. Before he took refuge in the Holy Gate, he must have carefully calculated the gains and losses..."
"Of course." Master Wan Xing looked at Suzaku in surprise, and said, "What? Does the Holy Gate not like people like me?"
"How could it be? The Holy Master likes people with ambition and desire to join our Holy Gate. If a person doesn't even have the most basic desires, how can this person be trustworthy?" Suzaku said lightly: "But the same Meaning... I hope the Venerable Master will think about it in his heart."
"Think about what?"
Suzaku straightened his collar and said: "According to the rules of the Holy Gate, if rewards are given for merit in the future, there is a great chance that the north of the river will become the fiefdom of the royal court of the Di clan to reward the achievements of Emperor Qinghua. At that time, whether your Dahe Eighteen Water Villages will seek refuge with the Holy Lord in the south or Qinghua Emperor in the north, I hope you can think about it in advance... "
Master Wan Xing stared at Suzaku with wide eyes, "You mean..."
"I didn't mean anything, and I didn't say anything..." Suzaku took two steps forward, touched Master Wan Xing's heart, and said with an evil smile, "The Master is a smart man, these things are all important. In the Venerable Master's heart, you should think about it yourself."
After finishing speaking, he turned and left, and said at the same time: "Yin Kong and Fa Can are not Ye Qingxuan's opponents. But Ye Qingxuan came here, and Emperor Gou Chen also came to the left, and the Holy Lord ordered Ye Qingxuan to be hunted down, and Emperor Gou Chen was the man who acted. With his help, you can win, and I won't stay here any longer."
call-
With a flash of fire, Suzaku disappeared.
Master Wan Xing was left standing alone at the scene...
"Unexpectedly, there is also a phenomenon of mutual conflict within the magic gate, which is so interesting..."
"Such a stupid question, can't you see it?"
A voice as cold as iron suddenly came from under the tower, clanging loudly and loudly: "Where there are interests, there will be fights. Although Luo Podi's martial arts are extraordinary, Emperor Qinghua is not a vegetarian. Not only Nalan With Chengji's support and Beidi's hundreds of thousands of cavalry in hand, even if you obey Luo Podi on the surface, you still have to be wary of the opponent killing the donkey!"
There was a very rhythmic rattling sound in my ears, and after a while, a strange blind man with a seven-foot-long bamboo pole and an extremely cold aura walked up slowly, with gray-white robes, gray-white skin, and gray-white eyes. Gray breath...
It's like the ecstasy messenger in the depths of the Nine Nethers, without a trace of human breath all over his body.
Lord of Blood Fiend, "Ghost Sword" Yan Wuchang.
Master Wan Xing turned his head slowly, and seeing the person coming, he couldn't help laughing and said, "I never thought you would come here in person this time..."
Yan Wuchang snorted coldly in disgust, and said: "What can I do with the order of the pavilion master?" Wrinkling his nose and sniffing, he snorted and said: "Suzaku, the little house sparrow who loves feathers, smells like a mother Guys... are you sure this time? You know, two disciples have lost contact in the Demon Sect before... "
Master Wan Xing said relaxedly: "At this moment, the strength of the Demon Sect has been severely damaged. I will join the Demon Sect at this time, and Luo Podi will not kill people just because of simple doubts. What's more, the people inside the Demon Sect Tianjun Lianzhen, who was good at "yin acupuncture to control the gods", has been killed by Zhan Yu, and I have received special training in psychic alien arts, and the "soul control method" of Qisha Tianjun may not be my opponent. "
"Okay, I believe you can succeed... As long as we find out the whereabouts of that thing, we can control the magic gate in one fell swoop and make the magic gate our subordinate!"
Master Wan Xing's eyes radiated dazzling light, and he said excitedly: "Don't worry, Lord Sha, I will definitely live up to the Pavilion Master's high expectations, and I will definitely find the whereabouts of the 'Tianba Demon Corpse'!"
Yan Wuchang and Master Wan Xing laughed slyly at the same time, feeling very happy.
At this moment, Yan Wuchang suddenly showed an evil smile, and the seven-foot bamboo pole in his hand suddenly stopped, and with a loud clang, the surprisingly long sword came out of its sheath. When Master Wan Xing was surprised, Yan Wuchang was already around. The swords merged into one, and they rushed out suddenly, with a powerful sword, and a soft chirping sound, the seven-foot long sword pierced the thick wall on one side of the pagoda, and at the same time there was a muffled groan, followed by the sound of the clothes ripping through the air instantly. Going away, the speed is faster than ordinary people.
Master Wan Xing's eyes were wide open, and he looked out of the window suddenly, and saw a black figure staggering down the roof of the main hall in front of him, heading straight for Ye Qingxuan and the others after a few ups and downs.
"No, our matter has been heard!"
Master Wan Xing was so regretful, he never imagined that someone could be so close without being noticed by him.
The sound of rattling slowly walked down the dense eaves tower, and Yan Wuchang's voice came: "Don't worry, this kid's lightness kungfu is good, but his life is not long. After being pierced through the heart by my sword, he can still walk alive Come to my brother, and he is worthy of being the disciple of the 'Thieves Saint'."
"Is he Meng Yuanyun? Ye Qingxuan's brother?" Master Wan Xing was even more surprised.
Yan Wuchang had disappeared from sight, but his cold sneer still came clearly, "That's right, that's right. If he hadn't been too terrified when he heard the 'Tianba Demon Corpse', his heart beat faster, Even I didn't notice his existence... Hehehe, what a pity, what a pity... Such a handsome man, he is dying at such a young age... Jie Jie Jie... This is your chance, while they have seriously injured people by their side, don't let them escape..."
Amidst the chilling sneer, Yan Wuchang disappeared without a trace.
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"kill-"
The great monk was like a flower, and he was like a madman. He slashed horizontally and vertically with the big Zen stick in his hand, and the fake monks around him chopped down one by one like melons and vegetables.
Roar!
With a [Lion's Roar], sound waves visible to the naked eye rippling rapidly, more than a hundred mafia lunatics froze immediately, bleeding from their seven orifices, and died on the spot.
In the same situation, the long swords in Ye Qingxuan and Nie Xingxie's hands shone thousands of points of light, and any enemy who came two feet away from the two of them would be covered in blood and fell dead.
Ye Qingxuan and Nie Xingxie would not let go and kill like Ruhua before the enemy's masters showed up.
"A bunch of trash, get the hell out of here!"
Amidst the shouting, Monk Yinkong flew in the air...
"Back off!"
Another skinny monk in a scarlet cassock rushed over from the other side.
"The master finally showed up!"
Nie surnamed Xie sneered, and rushed to the skinny monk first.
Ye Qingxuan was about to deal with Yinkong, when Ruhua shouted next to him, "This thief is mine!"
The big Zen staff swung horizontally and almost swung Ye Qingxuan, directly blocking his charge, laughed and walked towards Yinkong...
"This rammer!"
Ye Qingxuan cursed angrily, and had no choice but to turn to eliminate the densely packed ordinary enemy players around, and eliminate the surrounding threats for Nie Xingxie and Ruhua.
Dangdangdang...
After more than ten blows in a row, the sword in Nie Xingxie's hand was blocked by the skinny monk opposite with both hands.
The skinny monk sneered twice, and folded his hands up and down, shining like metal...
Nie Xingxie narrowed his eyes, "Eh? The [Vajra Subduing Demon Hand] from the Great Chan Temple, you are Fa Can? Great skill!"
Facan laughed wildly, bowed with one hand, and said proudly: "The benefactor has good eyesight, it is the poor monk. Don't worry, the benefactor, on the road to the Yellow Springs, the poor monk promises that you will never be alone!"
Nie Xingxie smiled faintly, and without using his tongue, he slashed straight at the opponent's right eye. The sword light was a foot in front of the opponent, and Fa Can gave a loud shout, clasped his palms together, and directly pinched the sword.
Nie Xingxie flicked his wrist, and the moment before the opponent's palms were clasped together, the edge of the sword suddenly deflected downward, heading straight for the heart.
Fa Can took a step forward to the left, turned his palms outwards, pressed down with one palm to block the sword's edge, and turned his palm into a knife, slashing Nie Xingxie's throat...
One of them is an unparalleled killer swordsman in the world, and the other is a master trained in a famous temple. Both of them have unique skills. Although Fa Can is not famous, his methods are absolutely brilliant. Even masters like the divine monk Miaoxiu were sent out.
Almost in the breath, the two sides had already fought more than ten moves, and the battle was fierce for a while.
On the other side, the battle between the two great monks, Ruhua and Yinkong, can only be described as a burst.
Because this is the second time the two have fought each other, they are very familiar with each other, so they gave up any temptation when they first came up, relying on their own proud body protection skills, let go of fighting each other, and for a while, the two of them were like monks ringing a bell Same, you remember, I remember, boom boom boom, muffled loud noises.
when!
Relying on the advantage of the Nine Dragons Tin Staff, Yinkong directly bent the large stainless steel Zen staff in Ru Hua's hand with a head-on blow.
For a moment, golden flowers splashed everywhere, [Golden Body Arhat] protected the body with magical powers, and shook Yinkong's Kowloon tin stick several feet high and low, almost flying away from his hand.
Monk Ruhua scolded angrily: "The thief is a good weapon!"
At this moment, Monk Yinkong stepped back, flew forward like a flower, and smashed down the big Zen stick bent into an arc in his hand, Yinkong hurriedly raised his stick to resist...
when!
Another boom...
The already bent big Zen stick in Ruhua's hand suddenly bent several arcs, and the whole Zen stick became a "7" shape, like a nunchuck, and the convenient shovel end directly slapped Yin Kong's vest backwards!