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After a long time, everyone came up from the water.

Looking at the two people in the field in horror, is this the strength of the Grand Master?

But Zhang Wuwei is obviously a genius, how did he manage to resist the ancestor of the blood knife?

in the field.

The blood knife ancestor was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and while panting heavily, he said fiercely to Zhang Wuwei:
"Boy, since there is a way to heaven, you don't go."

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zhang Wuwei also wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Patriarch Blood Knife, are you still bluffing?"

"Wouldn't it hurt your grand master's tolerance?"

The face of the ancestor of the blood knife froze, and he held his machete: "Boy, if you have the guts, come and fight for another three hundred rounds."

Zhang Wuwei smiled slightly: "Hahaha, have you reached this point?"

The ancestor of the blood knife put the scimitar on his back, wobbled and said with a sinister smile:

"Big bad, big bad."

"It's a pole, it's a pole."

"Yes, I'm exhausted."

"Haha, then let's go over there and continue the battle for three hundred rounds."

"The one who won't go is the turtle bastard!"

Then he bit the scimitar in his mouth: "Boy, come if you dare!"

Just as he got up and was about to fly away, he saw a flash of golden light.

Barely turned over, the machete swept across.

But Zhang Wuwei stood where he was and did not attack.

Immediately, he knew that the other party had seen through his falsehood, and shouted: "Come on!"

"This kid, he's exhausted his efforts to fight with me."

He didn't want to expose this matter, they are all masters of evil ways.

He didn't have any trust in the rest of the priests.

He judged others by himself, and he was very afraid that they would take the opportunity to kill him and take away the blood knife of secret books.

But in this situation, Zhang Wuwei has already seen through the truth and is trying to hold on.

I'm afraid I will lose my life here.

Can only shout out to others.

Of course, he has no sense of shame, what a great master, what a master.

In his eyes, it doesn't matter, as long as he can survive, he can do anything.

Several priests of the palace jumped back to the shore with Wanyan Honglie in surprise.

Huang Rong and the others also came to Zhang Wuwei's side in an instant, looking pale at the corners of their mouths:

"Brother Wuwei?"

"How are you, does it matter?"

Zhang Wuwei stuck the Yitian sword on the ground, and smiled brightly: "Not afraid, not afraid."

"A group of landslide dogs happened to kill them all together."

This made all the priests puzzled.

The ancestor of the blood knife gave an evil smile: "Boy, are you scaring me, the ancestor?"

"I don't know if the ancestor is the one who played this game?"

"Today, you must stay here, hahaha."

"Quick, do it, kill him."

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Quick, hurry up and kill him."

Zhang Wuwei swung his sword horizontally: "Come on!"

This made several priests even more hesitant, wondering whether they should come forward or not.

At this moment, Qiu Qianzhang rolled his eyes, planning to sneak away.

But Master Lingzhi stopped him: "Master Qiu, where is this going?"

Although the few of them felt that something was wrong with Qiu Qianzhang, they were still deceived by his superb acting skills.

Now that the ancestor of the blood knife is injured, he is the one with the highest martial arts left.

Therefore, I want him to come forward and try.

In return, Huang Rong smiled coquettishly, and then covered her mouth again.

That's fine, just let him go forward and be easily beheaded by Brother Wuwei, scaring them to death.

How could Qiu Qianzhang dare to step forward? He stroked his beard and put on an air of a master again:
"Everyone, why bother?"

"The soldiers and horses of the Kingdom of Jin are strong, and they are going to march south in a big way soon."

"Everyone, why do you have to block the car with your arms, why not let me be the master today, and you all surrender to this Prince Wanyan."

"I promise, I will definitely enjoy the glory and wealth."

"Why do you have to give up your life in vain?"

Everyone was furious and accused Qiu Qianzhang one after another.

The Jiangnan six monsters even said that even if they risked their lives, they would not surrender to the golden man.

This thought made him absolutely desperate.

With a helpless sigh, Qiu Qianzhang cupped his hands and said to Wanyan Honglie:

"My lord, it's not that I don't want to do it."

"Really, these few are my good friend's disciples, I can't bear to make a move."

Pointing to Huang Rong: "Especially her, her father, Dongxie, is on my way."

"I saw that he was besieged to death by the Quanzhen Seven Sons!"

"You fart!"

Huang Rong was furious, she rolled up her sleeves and was going to teach this nonsense liar a lesson.

At this moment, a faint sound of flute came.

If it is illusory and illusory, it fluctuates up and down, and you don't pay attention to it at first, but within a few seconds, you feel upset and stuffy, and your internal breath is chaotic.

"Who is it!" Venerable Lingzhi scolded angrily, "Which bastard is blowing the flute?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was an "Ouch!" and fell into the lake.

A thin man with a mask appeared among the crowd: "Who said I was dead?"

"Father!" Huang Rong shouted cheerfully, and threw herself into the arms of the visitor.

Huang Yaoshi took off his mask and fondled Huang Rong's hair:
"Are you happy to run out this time?"

Wanyan Honglie stepped forward and bent down and said:

"I don't know that Yaoshi Dongxie Huang is here, and he may be greeted from afar, and he may be greeted from afar."

"Hmph!" Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, "Get lost!"

A single word makes people pale and uncomfortable.

Among them, Qiu Qianzhang was the most unbearable, immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted to the ground.

Wanyan Honglie's complexion tightened: "Huang"

Huang Yaoshi's eyes drifted away, scaring away all Wanyan Honglie's remaining words.

He lowered his head and led the crowd to flee in desperation.

The five unique things in this world are really extraordinary.

"Disciple Lu Chengfeng (Mei Chaofeng) pays his respects to Master!"

Lu Chengfeng and Mei Chaofeng knelt on the ground at the same time: "I didn't protect my junior sister well, please punish me master."

Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly: "Lu Chengfeng, get up."

Turning to look at Mei Chaofeng's appearance: "Where is Chen Xuanfeng?"

Mei Chaofeng smiled sadly: "Dead."

A momentum rose without wind, making everyone tremble.

"How did you die?"

Mei Chaofeng sighed: "Ten years ago, Chen Xuanfeng and I were persecuted by Lu Chengfeng and hunted down everywhere."

"Unable to gain a foothold in the martial arts in the Central Plains, I had no choice but to go to the desert, but I met the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River."

"In one battle, I was stabbed blind, and Chen Xuanfeng also died at the hands of a child."

Dong Xie snorted coldly, and an invisible oppression enveloped everyone's heads, making it difficult for everyone to breathe:
"I'm asking how Chen Xuanfeng died."

"I'm not asking why you're blind."

Mei Chaofeng spat out a mouthful of blood under the pressure: "Yes, please punish me, Master."

"Go, kill them, and avenge your junior brother."

Mei Chaofeng stood up, without saying a word, and walked straight towards the remaining six Jiangnan monsters.

This made the six monsters feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Their martial arts are inferior to Mei Chaofeng, and here is Dongxie Huang Yaoshi.

It made their hearts even more flustered.