In fact, if you look closely, these seventeen—including those locked by the ground door, there are eighteen in total. They don’t look exactly the same. They are just as thin as living ghosts. The mask covered the brows and eyes again, revealing only the lips and chin that were out of shape. Not to mention those who had never seen Yin Pei, even Zhou Fei couldn't tell who was who.
And one-eighteenth of the talent just now forced Mrs. Nishang and a group of masters to make moves at the same time, and this would be a nest!
If nothing else, Master Liu would never be able to take out a lock on the door.
Three years ago, Zhou Fei relied on a packet of medicinal powder from Master Tongming to frighten Yin Pei away. At that time, Zhou Fei had initially encountered the "dao" of the impermanent snow-breaking knife. Pei's experience in dealing with the enemy is pitiful, and he has stolen all his strange and deep inner strength, and it is difficult to completely use it in a short period of time - but even so, if Yin Pei's heart was firmer at the time, he only used that domineering body. With his inner strength, he could easily settle Zhou Fei.
Today is not what it used to be, and now Yin Pei's reputation as "Real Man of Qinghui" can be said to be unparalleled in the Central Plains martial arts. Mrs. Fang Cai Nishang and the others were besieging the Iron Masked Man. Zhou Fei watched with cold eyes and felt that there was no pressure. She could probably fight one of them with the sword... But eighteen suddenly came, and she really couldn't fight this one.
What's more, Zhou Fei glanced at these iron-masked men, and suddenly had a terrifying thought in her heart. This thought was as firm and unreasonable as she recognized Mrs. Nishang's piano sound - she thought: What if they are not the real Yin Pei?
A person, who supports these many dangerous puppets, will burn himself if he is not careful, then he must have a way to suppress them, either by force or by means.
It couldn't be simpler.
So if these eighteen people are not Yin Pei himself, where has he reached now? Ordinary people are simply unimaginable.
Zhou Fei made a rough calculation and felt that Yin Pei was afraid that he was not far from ascension.
As she carefully adjusted her position along the base of the Liujiazhuang courtyard wall, she felt sadly that the words "evil can overcome righteousness" are pure nonsense.
If you don't touch your conscience and don't consider morality, then in terms of things, the wicked martial arts are undisputedly more powerful than the so-called "decent".
Ordinary exercises pay attention to meridians, accumulation, aptitude, methods, and realms. In addition, you have to practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. In this way, after a few decades of practice, when the hair and beard are all white, the effect depends on the individual's fortune. .
The evil sect martial arts can make a person go to the sky in one step, and he was just a "fish meat" that a dog disliked. He changed his body and immediately ran rampant in the world, making the heroes bow their heads!
If kung fu is compared to human beings, these famous and decent kung fu probably all have "normal appearance, bad temperament, poor background, and no bright future", and they like to ignore them. Searching hard behind him. The kung fu of other people's demons is like a fairy princess. She is gentle and careful, never picks on you, and is willing to give you everything.
It's true that people are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away.
When Li Yan was a child, she listened to the stories of the elders in the village, and talked about fighting each other for martial arts secrets. She always stared at a pair of ignorant eyes and didn't understand. That stupid child thought that martial arts secrets were all her usual The "homework", which was avoided, was shocked for many years by the bad embryos in the story who were willing to do bad things for the sake of "working hard".
Now it seems that it is really a child's emotion.
Zhou Fei's fingers slowly rubbed the broken cover in her hand, feeling that Master Liu and the others thought they were "invite you to enter the urn" today, and they wanted to "draw the ground into a prison" if they didn't make trouble.
As early as when Seventeen and Eighteen Yin Pei appeared at the same time, the people from the Forty-Eight Villages who were waving small flags on the corners of the four square walls disappeared. Li Sheng must have come to help because of some kind of favor. He was very shrewd, he was busy and helped, but he didn't show up from beginning to end, and he picked himself up in a blink of an eye.
Li Sheng didn't show up, but Master Liu and others wanted to finish the play.
Who is the Iron Masked Demon
He is brutal and bloodthirsty, moody, and a little disobedience can make him a killer. This time, the people of Liujiazhuang dared to plot against him like this. This matter is definitely not good, and it is too late to beg for mercy now.
Mr. Liu has been in the business field for many years, and he has a deep understanding of people's hearts. He knows that although there are many people gathered in Liujiazhuang, they are like a group of panicked cattle and sheep. Running away, that is purely to give food to this Iron Masked Demon.
Master Liu swept the iron masked demons in front of him, made up his mind, and said calmly, "I don't know which one is the real Qinghui?"
The 18 people said in unison: "Liu Huishen, you pretend not to ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes for 20 years, and now you have reached out to stir up the water, so it takes a lot of time, but you don't even know who this seat is, and you won't laugh at other people's big teeth when you say it. ?"
This scene is extremely bizarre. If someone who had never seen the world stood in it, he would have almost forgotten how to breathe, but Master Liu did not change his face, and said: "I only know that the real person Qinghui has great skills and extremely high means. Originally worthy of being an outstanding person, but he was doing bad things everywhere. Liu Mou really doesn't ask about the affairs of the world, but he can't see the old friends who have been with each other for many years being tossed around in hatred every day. "
The man surnamed Zou heard this, lowered his head and wiped his eyes, and silently cupped Master Liu's hands.
The eighteen Yin Pei laughed out loud, and each word "ha" was spit out neatly, as if one person had eighteen mouths: "It's just you? What are you?"
Master Liu raised his chest and raised his head, standing as a ball of arrogance, and said aloud: "You are not talented, you are a man in the world."
The eighteen men with iron masks fell silent.
Master Liu ignored a circle of dead eyes and said, "Everyone, when disasters were frequent and the Big Dipper was rampant, how many resentful souls did you hold in your hands? How many thousands of years of inheritance have been destroyed in the next teacher's door, your teacher's door, but in one fell swoop? I have no choice but to go south in a hurry, or keep my name incognito, how embarrassed! Now the Big Dipper seven people, the three who have gone, see the Big Dipper weakening, the black cloud will break, and I am above the Central Plains martial arts, but because of these demons Everyone is in danger! Yesterday was the mountain of living and dead, today is Liujiazhuang, who will be there tomorrow? The Four Great Daoist Temple? The Shaolin Beggar Gang
Zhou Fei heard it, Mr. Liu has a wide range of people, and the people who came here today to encircle and suppress Yin Pei are obviously not only the people who are on the surface, but everyone is not stupid. After coming back, they may not be willing to charge for that kind of favor.
This is how people in martial arts are. When they are alone, they may not be able to draw their swords to help when they see injustice. In the case of love, they may not be willing to sacrifice their lives for justice... But when the major sects get together, "I" becomes "My sect." "At that time, a group of heroes all became caring businessmen. Your family looked at my family, and my family looked at yours, and no one should be this early bird.
Mr. Liu took a deep breath and swept his eyes across the people present. His words made him a little depressed. He felt like a person who piled up sand by the sea, desperately trying to gather the scattered sand into a fortress to withstand the waves of the waves. , but in vain.
"It's possible that the sword didn't hit anyone, and no one could think of the word 'moral and righteous'." Master Liu smiled wryly, reached out and picked up a long red tassel warehouse given by his servant, and said, "It's okay, Liu was in the south back then. When I met a bad bandit, I got the help of a few old heroes from the Zou's Escort Bureau, and I am today, and I have a responsibility.
The man surnamed Zou said nothing to the people he brought, and stood aside with Master Liu.
Mrs. Nishang reached out and touched her temples, took off a flower inserted on her temples, put it aside carefully, and then waved her hand, and the girls from the feather class came out one after another and gathered around her.
Mrs. Nishang said: "We are just singers who make a living by singing ditty songs. We don't understand the big truths of Brother Liu, but we don't see the son of the old man ruining the reputation of our ancestors. Boy, I hope you don't call yourself 'Qinghui' in the future. You are shameless, and your father under Jiuquan wants it. I don't believe that you can sleep well every day, and that your ancestors didn't look for you at midnight!"
Zhou Fei felt an indescribable sadness in her heart. Mrs. Nishang said so cruelly, but she still cared about the reputation of the deceased and refused to name Yin Pei in public.
Back then, with a sword and a sword, looking at the mountains and drinking the snow, it should be heartbreaking.
Up to now, the sword is left in the scabbard, and the blade has not yet emerged. Li Sheng refuses to show his face in the dark. She hesitates to stay outside the bureau, and Yin Pei is complacent in the quagmire.
Zhou Fei didn't know how the Yin and Li felt after hearing these words, she was a little sad anyway.
The eighteen men in iron masks seemed to be provoked by Mrs. Nishang's words, and said at the same time, "You fart!"
Mrs. Nishang sighed, raised her head slightly, and glanced at the dark night sky, as if she was looking at someone from a distance, and then she said coldly: "Although your adoptive father is not a bad person, he really didn't do anything in his life. More than half a good thing, let's see what he has raised!"
There was a loud noise from the ground door lock, and seventeen iron-masked men attacked her at the same time. The person who was locked actually made the same action. Restricted by the unbreakable ground door lock, he could not stay where he was. The man seemed to have been blocked by a demon, and rushed forward with the others, only to hear a "crunch", he forcibly dragged the iron lock, and one of his legs was broken by the iron chain, twisting into a terrifying shape , but this man didn't realize it, dragged his broken leg, staggered half-kneeling to the ground, still struggling with his life, and the veins on his neck were bulging, and he was no longer human.
The strings on Mrs. Nishang's hand flashed out, and the actresses in the Yuyi class were dressed in bright-colored dresses, mixed like flowers blooming in the night, entangled with the terrifying iron-masked people, forming a bizarre scene. fairy tales. Liujiazhuang and others immediately entered the battle circle. The servants carried the copper basin and splashed the prepared "flowing fire" everywhere. A faint smell of wine spread everywhere, and the monsters rolled into it, and were quickly caught. Those who were swept aside were caught with fire sticks and threw them into the fire.
But even if there are no monsters, the gap in strength is still like a chasm.
The eighteen men in the iron mask said, "I want to see where the heroes of the world are!"
In this fight, Yuyi Ban's flowers seemed to be swept by the autumn wind, and fell as soon as they opened. Except for Mrs. Nishang, who was still able to support for a while, the others were simply vulnerable.
Mr. Liu has washed his hands in the golden basin for many years, and his kung fu has fallen a lot. The long wooden warehouse in his hand seems to be covered with paper. The classic Taishan "Samsung Lianzhu" has just been stabbed twice before being caught by an iron-masked man with his bare hands. Pressing the tip of the wooden warehouse with one palm, Mr. Liu felt an unstoppable force coming towards him. The pair of tiger's mouths on his thick hands were torn open together. The bloody hands could no longer hold the long wooden warehouse, and he staggered back. , another man in the iron mask appeared behind him like a ghost, and with a grin, he was about to kill him under the palm of his hand.
Suddenly, an extremely bright sword was inserted in the air and wiped towards the palm of the iron-masked man. The iron-masked man slapped it out with one palm, and the other sword was chasing after him like a snake. When the face man dodged, he faltered and pulled Master Liu behind him. It was Li Sheng!
As soon as he appeared, Zhou Fei noticed that the flag fighters from the forty-eight villages had already led a group of people without knowing it, stood in various positions, and surrounded the 18 iron-masked men in the trend of plum blossoms. in the middle.
Zhou Fei blew a few whistles in an unobtrusive little corner. At first glance, it sounded exactly like a bird in the mountains of Shu, indicating that Li Sheng was beside him—this was the secret code they used when they were naughty when they were young. The relationship between Zhou Fei and Li Sheng is getting more and more tense.
Li Sheng's ears moved slightly, then he turned his back to Zhou Fei, returned the sword to the sheath, put one hand behind his back, and waved at her gently, telling her not to move rashly.
Li Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Senior Liu is right, and the younger generation has been taught—Brother Yang, what do you think?"
Before he could finish his words, he saw a group of people with deep eyebrows and slightly foreign characteristics walking out. The leader was Yang Jin. Yang Jin didn't say a word. Far away in the night.
Li Sheng nodded at him, and then clasped his fists with the many iron-masked men in a graceful manner, and said, "Zhenzhen Qinghui, if you ask who the heroes in the world are, I will introduce to you, the Forty-Eight Villages are here, and Qingyun Valley is there. , to help you brothers just now busy grabbing the wastes carrying the sedan chairs under your hands. I don't have time to meet you. What else is there? Please guard the front door of Wudang seniors, watch out for monsters, be careful. Shaolin monks occupy the kun seat, the Arhat formation Cut off the connection of the iron masked devil, thank you for your help..."
Mr. Liu is kind and only let everyone make their own choices, but Li Sheng is so bad that "the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves". The forces have all assigned reasonable tasks, which not only let them know what to do, but also let them not fish in troubled waters.
After finishing the arrangement, Li Sheng swept his eyes away from the iron-masked people and said with a smile: "Since the puppet is here, the matchmaker must not be far away. Brother Yin and Sister She have a lot of origins with you. As soon as she comes out, she will find you on her own."