People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

The time for the three incense sticks passed quickly, and no one came to stop Zhang Wuwei again.

This surprised him very much.

Putting down the cheat book, thought about it, and put it in his arms again.

Untied Yin Zhiping's acupoints: "Let's go."

"Thank you Zhang Jiaozhu, thank you Zhang Jiaozhu." Yin Zhiping kept nodding and bowing, and kept backing away, for fear that Zhang Wuwei would strike him with a sword from behind.

In fact, he thought too much, Zhang Wuwei wanted to kill him, it didn't matter whether he recited the past or not.

After Yin Zhiping disappeared at the door, Zhang Wuwei unlocked Li Mochou's acupuncture points.

Li Mochou glanced at Zhang Wuwei in grief and indignation, is this coming?

Bite your lips lightly, close your eyes, and take a deep breath: "Come on!"

???

Zhang Wuwei handed Yitian Sword in front of her: "What is it?"

Li Mochou opened her eyes, looked at Zhang Wuwei's sharp-edged face and asked in surprise:

"Why did you hand me the Yitian Sword?"

"Of course I want you to kill Yin Zhiping."

"Otherwise what are you thinking?"

His face flushed, he took the Yitian sword angrily, glared at it, turned around and quickly chased him out.

This woman is really inexplicable.

He touched his face, is he so handsome?

Are you still coming?
It's beautiful to think, even if you still have Shou Gongsha, it won't work!

Followed quickly, and soon heard Yin Zhiping's roar: "Fairy Chilian, you and I have no worries in the future and no hatred in the near future."

"Why bother?"

Li Mochou swung her sword to attack silently, her moves were fierce, as if she wanted to unleash all the grievances she suffered today.

"You're pushing me, but I'm going to fight back."

"At that time, both sides will suffer. No one should think about it. Why don't we go our separate ways before the big devil arrives?"

Yitianjian danced faster and faster, forcing Yin Zhiping to jump up and down, yelling, but strangely, no Taoist came over.

problem occurs.

Zhang Wuwei's eyes were fixed, and he stood up: "Hurry up and get rid of him."

At this time, Yin Zhiping's heart was about to burst: "Didn't you say to let me go?"

"Yes." Zhang Wuwei said calmly, "I didn't do anything. Fairy Li wants to kill you, so what does it matter to me?"

"Liar, devil, I can't even be a ghost... ah."

With a scream, Yin Zhiping was pierced through the heart with a sword, and was nailed to the ground. After looking viciously at Zhang Wuwei and Li Mochou, he died.

Pulling out the Yitian sword, he silently walked to Zhang Wuwei's side.

"Why don't you run?"

With a sneer, Li Mochou didn't answer.

"very smart."

It was rare that Zhang Wuwei praised her, and he didn't take back the Yitian sword, but handed her the scabbard.

This made the evil spirit in the corners of Li Mochou's eyes more intense.

Sheathed the long sword, put it behind his back, silently followed Zhang Wuwei's pace, wait, I will definitely come back with revenge.

When they came to the main hall, it was indeed very lively, a group of Mongolians dressed as men and holding sharp knives surrounded Quanzhen disciples.

A handsome young master opened his folding fan: "Is this the best religion in the world?"

"The Seven Sons of the Quanzhen, hehe, it's really a misnomer."

"You!" Qiu Chuji was furious, clutching his chest, "You're despicable, you actually poisoned me."

"Have the guts to fight me upright once."

"Hahaha!" Huo Dou raised his head and laughed loudly: "Is this important?"

"People in the world will only remember that I, Huo Dou, eradicated the Quanzhen Seven Sons and the Quanzhen Sect."

"How do you remember that I poisoned you?"

"Oh, no, it wasn't me who poisoned you. You have to thank your disciple Zhao Zhijing for that, hahaha"

"Zhijing???"

A Taoist priest with a square face came out of the crowd slowly: "Oh, master and uncle, there is nothing I can do about it."

"I am obviously the disciple with the highest martial arts among the three generations."

"However, Master Qiu has many disciples in Changchun, but he has occupied most of the resources."

"What's even more hateful is that the position of head teacher is actually going to be handed over to them."

"What will the other disciples do, Master Qiu?"

Qiu Chuji blushed, he had many disciples, most of them were disciples from high-ranking families.

He is born with a little more scheming than other disciples, and can often occupy more sect resources.

The other pulses that were pressed could not lift their heads.

In the past, he was always somewhat complacent about this, but now it seems that the brother in charge is right, he is too competitive.

With a sigh: "Then you will collude with Da Yuan?"

"That's right." Zhao Zhijing sighed, "I can't help you, my disciple."

"Master Qiu is always partial, and Uncle Ma, who is in charge of teaching, doesn't care about world affairs, so if I want it, I can only fight for it myself."

Speaking of this, his face became a little grim: "Da Yuan has promised that I will be the head teacher of the huge Quanzhen sect in the future."

"Hahaha, if you don't give it, I'll take it myself!"

"Am I wrong?"

"Am I wrong?"

"Hahaha"

Amidst the maniacal laughter, faint tears flowed down.

What does he think?
He actually didn't want to, but the Changchun lineage controlled most of the Quanzhen Sect.

If you want to be the head teacher, you can't just rely on the succession of master and uncle, without the support of Changchun's lineage.

It's just that there is a teacher's name in vain.

Huo Dou patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, okay, don't worry, after the Quanzhen Seven Sons surrender, I will let them pass the throne to you."

"How is it, seven?"

Huo Dou turned around and looked at the Seven Sons of Quanzhen arrogantly: "Have you thought about it, you should surrender obediently, and I will spare your lives."

"Or turn into ashes with this Quanzhen sect?"

"Humph!"

Qiu Chuji snorted coldly: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

The rest of the people also recited scriptures silently and stopped talking.

Huo Dou smiled: "Pour oil!"

A few Dayuan soldiers took several barrels of glycerin and poured it on the heads of Quanzhen Qizi.

In the rushing sound, countless mournful cries sounded.

The seventh son was unmoved, but just read the scriptures silently, feeling a little guilty towards the master in his heart.

But he didn't kneel down and beg for mercy.

He took out the fire book and blew it, Huo Dou smiled evilly: "It's too late to regret it now, hahaha"

No one answered.

Picking up the fire folder, he shook it in front of everyone, and even deliberately pretended to be unsteady, dropping it a few times.

It's a pity that none of the Quanzhen Seven Sons gave him a second look.

It made him very bored, so he stood up and came to Zhao Zhijing: "New head teacher, come on."

Zhao Zhijing trembled all over, clenched his fists, and stared at the Quanzhen Seven.

After a while, he snatched the fire booklet.

Close your eyes and throw it high.

Don't blame me, really don't blame me, if you didn't favor the Changchun lineage.

I really won't, really won't
Ok?
Why is there no sound? ? ?

Opening his eyes, he saw a young man with sharp edges and corners holding a fire pocket with one hand and blowing it out.

"This is my reward for looking at innate skills."

Ma Yu nodded with a smile: "What is Zhang Jiaozhu saying? For the country and the people, it is my Quanzhen Sect's honor to contribute to the expulsion of the Tartars."