cloudless sky

Feng Pingping originally hung the bamboo tube around his waist, but after feeding the snakes from the cave, he put it in his bag, leaving only this rope.The thin one was held by Luo Fufo in his hand, looking down, there was a hint of tenderness in his expression, as if recalling many old things.

Ye Weiliao exchanged glances with Zhang Zhuying, Zhang Zhuying slightly raised his hand to signal to take the opportunity to make a move, Ye Weiliao shook his head lightly, he would rather delay for a while without being fully sure.Being able to snag a Luo Fufo is a great feat, and the gray-robed disciples who chased him away had Sun Sibi and Hu Hongye to deal with them.It's a pity that Luo Fufo only meditated for a short moment before raising his head, with anger looming between his brows, and he returned to his original appearance.

"Who killed her?" Rover asked.

"I don't know, I really don't know." Ye Weiliao replied.

"Okay," Luo Fufo put away the string, stood up and walked towards Ye Weiliao, saying, "It's useless to keep you."

After speaking, he swung his fist, carrying the force of wind and thunder, and hit Ye Weiliao directly in front of him. Ye Weiliao couldn't dodge it, and he didn't dare to take a step. He drew his knife vertically and slashed like a torrent, waiting for his fist to hit him.Luo Fufo's second punch had already caught up with the first punch, faster and heavier, chasing after Ye Weiliao's saber, and the punch forced him to retreat sideways.And then the third punch came again, and they hit the head and face one after another like thunder.

Ye Weiliao was clumsy under his full attack, not to mention fighting, even escaping.

The two exchanged moves as quickly as lightning, and after several punches, Zhang Zhuying's sword reached behind Luo Fufo, she was in mid-air, and she stabbed straight to the back of the neck with her sword, very tricky and ruthless.Luo Fufo punched the saber, so shocking that Ye Weiliao almost let go of the weapon, if it wasn't for a precious saber in his hand, he would have interrupted it.Then Luo Fufo raised his hand without turning his head, and grabbed the tip of Zhang Zhuying's sword. There were at least a dozen changes on her sword, but Luo Fufo held her tightly, and she couldn't withdraw.

"Let go!" Ye Weiliao shouted.

Zhang Zhuying threw away the sword hastily, Luo Fufo's arm trembled lightly, and already twisted the sword body a few times into twists.As long as it is a moment in the night, Zhang Zhuying's arm may be twisted out of several bends.After landing on the ground, she retreated, drew a long sword from the weapon rack on the side of the hall, and still rushed to Luo Fufo.

Luo Fufo turned his head to look at her, respecting her courage, and asked: "The little girl is not afraid of difficulties or death, and her kung fu is really good. It's a pity. Sheng Xiaoxiao chased you, did you kill him?"

Zhang Zhuying was unwilling to confess to Sun Sibi, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Yes!"

Luo Fufo stood in front of his palms, lowered his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, then opened his eyes and said, "Then you have to die too."

Hearing the sound, Ye Weiliao took a step in front of him, with the saber behind him, dodged his punch with his short body and dodged within his outstretched arms, and was about to drag the saber back towards him.Luo Fufo hit with an elbow, Ye Weiliao tried his best to catch him and hugged him, and slashed to his waist.The blade slipped into the robe and slipped away from him, Ye Weiliao cursed, Luo Fufu turned his hands and beat his chin and then hit his heart.

Zhang Zhuying originally swung his sword like rain, and wrapped all his strength around Luo Fufo's other hand, seeing Ye Weiliao came to rescue him in a hurry.

"Bang" and "bang", the two were knocked out respectively, Zhang Zhuying hit one side of the wall, Ye Weiliao smashed a piece of table and chairs, the table candlestick overturned, and a few half-burned candles rolled down , Ye Weiliao tried his best to catch one without letting himself get burned.

Luo Fufo had already strode towards him, wanting to take his life.

Ye Weiliao threw the candle, but he missed his aim and flew past Luo Fufo.He felt a few rolled down beside him, and threw them again and again, only one aimed at Luo Fufo's face, he raised his hand to hold it, suddenly felt something was wrong, turned around and saw Zhang Zhuying took two in one hand, and caught four. A candle, the four groups of flames glowed harmoniously, reflecting a resolute expression on her face.

Ye Weiliao supported the ground with his saber, jumped up and chopped off the back of Luo Fofo's neck.

Luo Fufo raised his arm and swung the blade perfectly. Still looking at Zhang Zhuying, he asked, "Is there still gunpowder? A lot of it? You'll die if it blows up, right?"

Zhang Zhuying was a little hesitant at first, but when he asked him to say it again, he couldn't move to ignite the cans of gunpowder even though he had an open flame in his hand.

"Miss Zhang, don't be afraid," Ye Weiliao slashed at the side of Luo Fufo's head, and shouted, "You can run in time, light the fire!" Hardly audible.

"Ha, what a sentimental Taoist nun!" Luo Fufo sneered, leaving her alone, turned around and grabbed Ye Weiliao's knife, and it didn't break even though he tried hard, only pulled it aside and punched him in the throat.

Ye Weiliao walked away with the knife, turned over and rolled several times, and hid behind a side table.His throat was still brought by the wind of his fist, and it was so painful that he couldn't make a sound for a while.Luo Fufu kicked away the tables and chairs between the two, and still walked towards him with big strides.Ye Weiliao waved vigorously at Zhang Zhuying, telling her to light the fire as soon as possible.Zhang Zhuying shook his head vigorously, put down four candles, and raised his sword to save him.

Ye Weiliao opened his eyes wide, and stared at Luo Fufo behind him speechlessly.

Luo Fufo didn't turn his head, he raised his hand to strike Zhang Zhuying again.What struck behind him was not a sword, but a sharp blade spun out of his palm and spun around his wrist for a circle, even through the invulnerable armguard, it hurt painfully.

Luo Fufo smashed the scimitar open with his fist, and turned around suddenly. Besides Zhang Zhuying, there was another one standing behind him, Feng Pingping who seemed to be burning with anger.

"Hmm..." Ye Weiliao wanted to talk to him, but only hummed.

"Humph!" Feng Pingping hummed louder.

"Very good, very good." Luo Fufo looked at Feng Pingping, who had no pigskin on his face, nodded, and said, "It's good that you are here. I admire your father, and I have fought him no less than a hundred times." , Never won. It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity that I didn't beat him to death in the end. I see that your aptitude is mediocre, and Tan Zhonglu didn't teach you any serious kung fu. Your internal skills are weak, and your external skills are opportunistic. Insult to Feng Buwen, if you end up together today, you are worthy of your father's victory over my hundred-odd fights."

"The Great Monk speaks so strangely," Ye Weiliao managed to recover a little bit of his voice, and hissed, "You want to kill your son, and you said it was because of Lao Tzu."

Luo Fufo raised his hand and shattered a table next to him, angrily said: "Try to call the great monk again! You don't know how to live or die!"

"Monk Tanming, you were born in a den of bandits, and you were burned, killed, and looted at a young age. It was the Shaolin monk who took you in with compassion. 20 years of Buddhist influence have not taught you a little bit of compassion, and a little bit of disputes arose in the temple. Started the killing ring, killed more than ten senior brothers and seriously injured your teacher who taught you, fled down the mountain gate, fled into the filthy place of the Three Corpses Gate, and kept your name incognito for more than ten years, thinking that the past will be wiped away?" Ye Wei Liao's throat hurts badly, he clutched it to himself, and asked every single word.

"It's them! They treated me unfairly!" Luo Fufo smashed a brick on the ground with one foot, and smashed the next one with his foot, and walked towards Ye Weiliao aggressively, trying to shock him if he couldn't argue with him.

Feng Pingping and Zhang Zhuying caught up together, Zhang Zhuying waved his sword in the air to disturb him, Feng Pingping dropped his knees and went straight to Luo Fufo's lower body, the scimitar spun out circles of light, circled around his knees and ankles, and couldn't cut him. Going in also requires him to take advantage of the instability of the foot when he exerts his strength to stop his castration.Luo Fufo stomped on another brick and kicked it continuously, sending the gravel towards Feng Pingping.Feng Pingping didn't dodge or dodge, he swung his knife and chopped seventeen or eight times at his feet, if he couldn't cut it off, he would hurt him to death.Luo Fufo reluctantly lifted his foot and kicked, Feng Pingping rolled away on the spot.

Luo Fufo blocked Feng Pingping and Zhang Zhuying if he could, even if he repelled him, he still rushed straight at Ye Weiliao with fists, palms and elbows, as if he wanted to blow him up.

Ye Weiliao was pushed back a few more steps by him, he stabbed the ground with a knife, coughed up a mouthful of blood in his throat, and said with a smile: "Monk, you don't like to hear me if I don't tell the truth, and you don't like to listen to the truth, you really have a bad temper. good."

"Stop talking!" Feng Pingping yelled at him.

"On the sixth day of the lunar new year, close up, his head and neck are not wrapped in armor, so he is the most protected." Ye Weiliao said.

Zhang Zhuying couldn't understand what she heard, she attacked Luo Fufo's head and neck several times, but he raised his hand to repel her, and even destroyed the weapon, how could she recognize the head and neck.Feng Pingping snorted, and approached Luo Fufo's outstretched arms, supported his elbow with one hand and received his strength forcefully, and swung the scimitar from his back to the side of his neck with the other hand.

Luo Fufo yelled, bowed and straightened up, knocking Feng Pingping away with the strength of his shoulders.

Ye Weiliao flew right in front of his eyes at this moment, swiped his knife horizontally, and spread towards his eyes silently like quicksilver pouring down the ground.Under the extreme danger, Luo Fufo seemed to take a step back slowly, but in the end he was forced to take another step back.He took a step back, although he dodged Ye Weiliao's saber, Zhang Zhuying's sword came back immediately, and the sword flower enveloped his head and face.Luo Fufo yelled loudly, raised his hand and waved it, met the sword's edge with his palm and then pulled it down, throwing Zhang Zhuying to the ground.He took another step back, this step, Feng Pingping jumped up from behind him, a hunting knife slashed between his shoulders and neck with great force, Luo Fufo punched him with the other hand, and the two powerful forces met The impact was like a rock cracking, and the hunting knife broke immediately.

Luo Fufo connected three people and won three people in a row.

It's just that Feng Pingping still had a knife, and while he was behind him, the scimitar circled in front of Luo Fufo, and before he broke the knife in one hand and let go of the tip of the sword in the other, it pierced into his eyes with a soft sound.

"Bam—"

Luo Fufo punched so hard that Feng Pingping flew straight away like a kite with a broken string, and landed outside the hall.

"Haha! Hahahaha! Feng Buwen! Your son is fine! Very fine!" Luo Fufo laughed strangely, one of his eyes turned into a blood hole, and a bloodstain flowed out, staining the yellow robe.The hair bun also came loose, and he stood in the messy hall and looked up to the sky laughing like crazy.

Ye Weiliao glanced at Feng Pingping outside the door, he couldn't even climb up, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Zhang Zhuying forced herself to stand up, wiped the blood on the side of her head, turned her head to look for the long sword on the weapon rack, but there was nothing left.Ye Weiliao pointed to her lightly at the candle she placed on the ground beside her, and then smiled.

With a sullen face, Zhang Zhuying nodded vigorously.

Luo Fufo's laughter suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look at the two of them, and no longer walked slowly, he opened his hand and flew towards them. "Light it up!" Ye Weiliao screamed at Zhang Zhuying, and swung his knife to meet Luo Fufo.