Scourge the heavens

[Linghu Chong's happy life, the angry Yue Lingshan, the damage point +300! 】

[Linghu Chong's happy life, the tangled Linghu Chong, the scourge point +300! 】

[Linghu Chong's happy life, angry Ren Yingying, damage point +300! 】

The notification tone rang three times in a row. This harmless point made Wei Qiu finally understand the usage of the word tasteless.

on the ring.

Taking advantage of the unanimous stance of all sects and factions, Zuo Lengchan became the leader of the martial arts alliance as he wished.

With a big wave of his hand, the leader of the left alliance arranged the itinerary on the spot.

Shaolin was arranged by Zuo Lengchan to be the vanguard, Wudang was in charge of the rear, the Beggar Clan was in charge of food and grass, and the Songshan faction was in charge of the center.

Zuo Lengchan's arrangement was quite appropriate.

Shaolin and Wudang are the strongest. As the Taishan Beidou of martial arts, these two factions have no reason to back down.

Due to the small number of Huashan faction, they can only be mixed in the middle of the team, which is not very conspicuous.

Although these martial arts practitioners assembled tens of thousands of troops, they walked without any rules, just like a mob.

What's more, they even beat gongs and drums in the team, making it like going to Heimuya to welcome relatives, which made Wei Qiu shake his head again and again.

Since Wei Qiu became the head of the Huashan faction, they are now living a very happy life.

The Huashan faction, who was in the team, not only had a horse, but also had plenty of food and drinks.

Although the number of Wei Qiu and his party is not large, everyone's equipment is very complete.

In order not to be too conspicuous, Wei Qiu asked all the Huashan faction to lead their horses and walk.

In this way, not only will you not become a target because you sit high, but you can also use the horses around you as obstacles at any time, and have something to cover when the enemy attacks.

The main thing is.

In case the crusade against the Demon Cult fails, the Huashan faction with these horses can escape quickly.

Naturally, there is no need to worry about the safety of Wei Qiu and the little boy.

However, as the head of the Huashan School, Wei Qiu has worked hard to keep these few people as much as possible.

Starting from Dengfeng County, after walking for several days, unexpected news came from the people ahead.

"The leader of the left alliance has ordered that there are a large number of bald monks with ring scars ambushing on the road. Everyone must be careful of Shaolin monks!" A messenger hurried past on horseback.

The news brought was explosive, and the sensation caused was naturally very strong.

"Why did people from Shaolin Temple attack us?"

"Could it be that Shaolin Temple has colluded with the Demon Sect?"

"The final statement about laxatives is also the opinion of a family in Shaolin Temple. Is this a conspiracy between Shaolin and the Demon Cult?"

"If Shaolin and the Demon Cult unite, what should we do?"

The news of the messenger immediately made the already noisy crowd become even more chaotic, and there were panic voices everywhere.

"Brother Sect Leader, what's going on?" Ying Bailuo approached Wei Qiu and asked after seeing the heroes whose hearts were fluttering.

"Everyone, don't panic, let's play by ear." Wei Qiu calmly stretched out his hand to appease the Huashan faction.

Wei Qiu is also in a daze right now, obviously he didn't figure out what happened to the team in front of him, so he could only wait and see what happened.

No one noticed, but Laudno, who was not far away, looked a little unnatural, apparently thinking of something.

On a hillside not far from Heimu Cliff, a group of bare-headed Demon Cult members surrounded a man.

"Master, there are so many enemies, our Qinglong Hall alone may not be able to resist it!" A congregation looked at the yellow-faced man in front of him, with a hint of worry in his tone.

"Our task is to create chaos, and then people from Baihutang and Fengleitang will naturally do it!"

"Everyone will change into the robes of Shaolin monks, and when it gets dark tonight, they will rush in and start!"

The masked man who spoke was none other than Jia Bu, the leader of the Qinglong Hall of the Sun Moon God Sect.

As one of the respected elders of the divine religion, he not only possesses profound martial arts skills, but also has a keen thinking ability.

Around Jia Bu, there were hundreds of shiny bald heads, each with nine scars on their heads.

The bald heads of these people seem to be related to Laudno's black hand.

In order to provoke the relationship between Shaolin and the Sun Moon God Sect, these talents were forcibly shaved and their heads were shaved. Unexpectedly, they are now being used rationally by Jia Bu.

In addition, anti-indirect tactics were used, which shows the terror of Jia Bu's mind.

As the sky gradually dimmed, the Huashan faction found a small stream and settled down.

Wei Qiu gathered everyone together and formed a circle.

In the center of the crowd was a big fire, and the people of the Huashan faction took the grain on the horses to cook on the fire, and after a while, bursts of fragrance wafted out.

Under the envious eyes of other sects, Wei Qiu and his party drank porridge, ate barbecue, and even drank wine.

A group of people talked and laughed, it didn't seem like they were here to crusade against the Demon Cult, but rather like they were here for a spring outing.

"Everyone, stop eating, a group of people are approaching!" Wei Qiu, who was eating barbecue, suddenly said.

"Who is here?" Linghu Chong asked quickly when he heard Wei Qiu's words.

"This direction, everyone, get ready to fight!" Without answering Linghu Chong, Wei Qiu under the firelight pointed his hand behind Tao Jun.

Not long after, a group of bald men in monk's robes got closer and closer, and scattered towards the people on the side of the road.

Under the dark night, Wei Qiu could faintly see those bald heads attacking secretly.

"You are so brave, you dare to pretend to be Shaolin monks!" Wei Qiu suddenly roared, making a bald man who was about to sneak attack tremble.

It was also because of this that the bald-headed person who was attacked was not fatally injured, and began to call for help: "Someone is coming! Someone is attacking, it is from Shaolin Temple!"

With such a loud shout, this guy immediately attracted everyone's attention.

As for the Huashan faction, the three bald heads who had just approached were knocked down by Linghu Chong and the others before they could make a move.

"Who are you?" Linghu Chong frowned suspiciously when he saw the three menacing bald heads.

"We are from Shaolin Temple, who are you? Let us go quickly, aren't you afraid that Shaolin will investigate?" The three bald heads were caught, not only did not admit it, but also took the opportunity to pour dirty water on Shaolin, and even threatened.

"We don't even know who we are, and we even say that we are from Shaolin Temple, so we can't even lie." Ren Yingying looked at the three bald heads and exposed their lies very simply.

"Are you a saint?" At this moment, one of the three bald heads recognized Ren Yingying.

"It really is a member of the Devil's Cult." Seeing the reactions of the three, Wei Qiu suddenly nodded.

What Wei Qiu didn't expect was that one of the three people suddenly took out a cylinder from behind.

Under Wei Qiu's curious eyes, the cylinder suddenly shot into the sky.

A bunch of dazzling flames shot up into the sky, sending out a magnificent sunflower in the sky.

On the Blackwood Cliff, Dongfang Bubai who was sitting on the cliff raised his head abruptly.

She had been waiting on the cliff for a long time, looking for news about Ren Yingying, until Dongfang Bubai saw sunflowers rising in the sky.

Dongfang Bubai slammed down and rushed towards the signal flare.