I rely on green tea to coax the amnesia master back

The gossip array covers the ground, and the yin and yang are used as plaques, so it is named Taiyizhuang.But although its appearance is similar to Taoist Zhouyi, it is a veritable sword cultivator school, and has nothing to do with Tai Chi.

When the group rushed to Taiyi Village, Zhou Ying had already waited at the door with his disciples for a long time.

Glancing at He Tingfeng, the leader, he didn't even show a single bit of panic, and bowed his hands respectfully: "The presence of the immortal king will make my Taiyi Village flourish."

Shen Lou frowned slightly, secretly surveying the surrounding environment.Looking at He Tingfeng who treated each other generously, his face was calm and composed.

No answer, no rhetorical question.

The time interval was so long that Zhou Ying's back was stiff, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he could only continue this bent posture, showing his humility, but in fact he scolded Xianjun countless times in his heart.

After being shaved by Shenlou, his hair roots seemed to be affected by the devil energy, and he never grew back hair.Maintaining Cheng Liang's appearance for a long time made him dare not show it at all, so he could only wear his clothes and hats.

When he discovered this situation, Zhou Ying lost his temper. If he hadn't had some scruples and his disciples begged for mercy, he might be able to burn down Taiyi Village.

The black robe and hat completely covered the bright head, and the length was about to cover his eyes.This looks a bit creepy to outsiders, but to Zhou Ying, it may have a great sense of security.

Until his body froze, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, and even his arms began to shake slightly, Xianjun finally opened his golden mouth.

But he had no scruples and no mercy in his first sentence: "Opportunity, take it out."

Zhou Ying was startled, he didn't expect He Tingfeng to be so direct, almost disrupting all his arrangements.

Now, as long as he thinks about the beating he suffered outside the Supreme Qing Palace before, Zhou Ying still has lingering fears about He Tingfeng's ruthless behavior.

"I don't know why Xianjun said this? I don't know what the opportunity is." He pretended to be calm, and half of his face hidden under the hat trembled slightly. He Tingfeng clearly did not exert pressure, but he felt it for no reason. deterrence.

There were also Taiyizhuang disciples present, seeing that the elders are so humble, they dare not resume their usual domineering arrogance.They all lowered their eyebrows and were pleasing to the eye, trying to suppress their own sense of existence, which is a different kind of "up and down".

He Tingfeng's patience is limited, so he is not willing to play tricks with Zhou Ying's generation. He said impatiently: "Xuan Yuefang Wu Ju murdered his fellow disciples, and he was already executed, and he confessed his accomplice when he was dying. Zhou Ying, you still want to continue to argue ?"

Zhou Ying raised his head suddenly, completely unable to hide the astonishment in his eyes.

Wu Ju died?

He heard his heart beating wildly, so fast that it almost rushed out of his chest.

How could Wu Ju die?

Did He Tingfeng kill him?

How dare he!

That was Xuan Yuefang's chief helmsman, and the cause of his death was so strange, wouldn't he, He Tingfeng, be worried about being suspected and condemned by the world?

Even the Taiyizhuang disciples behind him couldn't help but look at each other when they heard the words, as if they were very surprised by what Xianjun said.How could their owner be an accomplice of the villain?Furthermore, Xuan Yuefang's elder Wu Ju is highly respected, so how could he do something that harmed his fellow disciples?

"I..." Zhou Ying quickly swallowed, but he still couldn't bear the violent trembling in his chest. He tried his best to stabilize his expression to avoid any extra emotional leakage, "Xian Jun's words are wrong, Wu Ju and this person What do I, Zhou Ying and Taiyi Zhuang do, don't just listen to the villain's slander!"

Seeing that people were still arguing, He Tingfeng completely lost his patience.

"Which is right and which is wrong, you can find out just by searching." After saying that, he pretended to break into Taiyi Village directly to investigate deeply.

But whether Taiyizhuang is secret, Zhou Ying knows very well, where he is willing to let the other party enter, he walks to Xianjun with an arrow.

It's very rare to pretend: "Xianjun, it's not that the owner of the village is hiding something private, but you should think about it in another way. Even Wushangqing has secrets. How can my Taiyizhuang be completely open to the public. If Xianjun insists on breaking in today, then I will It is to fight against me, Taiyi Village, and against me, Zhou Ying."

Having said that, when these people trespassed on Wushangqing, they were not at all embarrassed.

When the disciples of Taiyi Village heard the words, they also echoed with high or low voices.Although He Tingfeng has the name of Immortal Monarch, he is still familiar to very few people. Compared with this illusory title, he is naturally more convincing as the owner of the village.

"I implore Xianjun to take back his life!"

"I implore Xianjun to take back his life!"

"I implore Xianjun to take back his life!"

Shouting three times in a row, it was a bit majestic.Zhou Ying's expression also looked a little better, thinking that his son of a bitch was finally useful.

Shen Lou looked at the scene in front of him ironically, and felt that these so-called righteous ways were really hypocritical.As far as he was concerned, Taiyi Village was nothing to be afraid of. On the contrary, Zhou Ying, who seemed sincere in front of him, did what he did, which made him feel extremely disgusted and nauseated.

Thinking of this, red streaks flashed in his eyes, and he quietly gathered the magic energy in his palm, as if he was going to burn Taiyizhuang to nothing.

But He Tingfeng didn't know it was aware of it, and he stretched out his hand back precisely again, directly holding his apprentice's fingers in his palm.

But this time, Shenlou refused to retreat.But he was worried about hurting the master, so he temporarily extinguished the demonic energy, and at the same time softened his tone, as if he was pitiful, and acted like a baby with a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Master..." Zhou Ying is so stubborn, why not kill them all?

But I heard a sound transmission in my ears: "No. If you insist on doing this, the identity of the demon cultivator will be fully exposed. Zhou Ying can kill him, but there are many disciples under Taiyi Village, so there will inevitably be some omissions."

Shen Lou sighed invisibly, looked at He Tingfeng's seemingly determined side face, but this time he didn't drive him away, but turned towards himself.

Although it was just a sound transmission, when the word "Maxiu" hovered in his mind, Shenlou still felt a touch of unspeakable emotion, as if his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled, which made him feel relieved.

He suddenly took a step forward, arrogantly: "Wuzhou respects martial arts, Elder Zhou doesn't want to compete with me. If the junior loses, he will stop bothering me from now on. I don't know what the elder thinks?"

"Alou!" He mistakenly thought that the apprentice didn't listen to him and insisted on using devil energy, He Tingfeng frowned and couldn't help calling him softly.

Shen Lou gave the master a look to signal his reassurance, and then looked at Zhou Ying calmly.He didn't miss the sudden light in the eyes of the person opposite him, and he didn't hide his ecstasy, as if he was blatantly saying "Only because of you, how dare you fight Zhou Ying with me?".

However, Zhou Ying shied away in embarrassment, and pretended to ask: "Has the monk thought about it? There is no reason to stop the competition once it starts, and the owner of the village will not show mercy."

The implication is that if I accidentally wound you and kill you, it's none of my business.

Zhou Ying consciously picked up a big deal, he had already heard about how low Shen Lou's cultivation was.However, for many years, he has used the name of Xianjun to act recklessly, and even Wu Shangqing's reputation has been ruined by him. It is enough to see that this person is completely fake and powerful, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Elder." Shenlou spread his left hand forward, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, as if he had a plan in mind, "Please."

He Tingfeng was confused for no reason, and almost guessed what Shenlou was thinking in an instant.He subconsciously grabbed his apprentice's forearm, his eyes were filled with sorrow, and he shook his head invisibly, full of disapproval.

For Xianjun, to deal with Zhou Ying and other insidious and cunning people, strength should actually come first. What's more, they have already taken the lead now, so there is really no need to take risks.

Unexpectedly, when Shen Lou saw this, he bent his mouth and said in the same voice transmission: "Master, don't worry, I have my own measure."

As he spoke, he gently brushed He Tingfeng's hand away, obviously he was reluctant to part with it for a long time.Then he took the initiative to stand in front of Zhou Ying, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, his eyes calm, and he stood upright like a pine.

Perhaps there were still outsiders watching the battle, and Zhou Ying pretended to salute, giving the juniors the respect they deserved, but the gap in force between them was not equal from the beginning, and the matter has come to this point, even the immortals did not stop it, so naturally no one Dare to raise objections.

Shen Lou's eyes gradually deepened, and he chose to strike first.While taking a step, the long sword was also unsheathed, and with a flash of cold light, it flew in front of people in the blink of an eye.

Apart from He Tingfeng, there were Zou Yi, Dong Yixiu and Duan Qingyun who knew the truth. Just when the three of them thought that Shen Lou would kill again, what they saw was not what they imagined.

The shadow of the sword and the spiritual power blended with each other, and there was no overflow of magic energy.What surprised them was that in this confrontation, Shen Lou actually chose the identity of a cultivator.

Even though he has reached the peak of cultivating demons, as far as Yu Shenlou is concerned, his martial power is still stuck in the bottleneck of the qi refining layer, and there is no possibility of a breakthrough. In addition, there is a difference between righteous and demons, and the backlash that has not been seen for a long time also broke out again.

This time, He Tingfeng witnessed everything. He saw with his own eyes how the small wounds on the apprentice's body opened, and the blood even drowned the opponent's upper body.

No matter how poor Zhou Ying's martial arts are, since he can serve as the elder of Taiyi Village, he should not be taken lightly.Although compared to He Tingfeng and Duan Qingyun, he definitely won't get the slightest benefit.But now it's just dealing with Xiaoxiao Shenlou, Zhou Ying is completely handy and has the upper hand.

Maybe God gave Zhou Ying the wind, and Shenlou didn't seem to be in a good situation.

Zhou Ying got close, and smelled the unconcealable bloody smell on the opponent's body, but he hadn't thought about the direction of Shenlou cultivating demons. He only thought that his swordsmanship was becoming more and more superb, and every strike was precise and deep, so his men became more powerful. Every step of the way.

Swords have no eyes, sometimes when Shenlou can't dodge very well, those sharp edges will directly pierce his body, causing a series of blood to splash and stain the whole clothes red.

He Tingfeng clenched his palms tightly, wanting to insert his nails into them.He unconsciously bit his lower lip, staring at the scene in front of him intently, as if he didn't dare to be distracted at all.

When Shen Lou shows the slightest sign of defeat, maybe Xianjun will not wait any longer and choose to kill Zhou Ying directly.

But the onlookers can clearly see from the battle in front of him that although Zhou Ying seems to be able to handle the battle with ease, Shenlou has been defeated steadily.

But if the wounds on Shenlou's body were not too eye-catching, creating the illusion that he was seriously injured, perhaps Zhou Ying would not have been unaware, in fact, the other party was imitating him all the time.

It is too difficult to break through in a short time, but the way of cultivating righteousness and evil is not completely different, and there are also things that can be figured out.The moves that have been engraved in Shenlou's memory for a long time, coupled with the experience accumulated in cultivating demons, made him absorb Zhou Ying's martial arts at a very high speed while being beaten unilaterally.

Seeing that he was about to win, Zhou Ying's eyes flashed viciously, as if he wanted to use this battle to end Shenlou's life directly, so as to remove Xianjun's arm, so as to seriously injure Wushangqing's vitality.

He suddenly clenched the hilt of the sword and struck forward, the destination was very clear, it was exactly where the opponent's heart was.

If it were in the past, Shenlou would definitely not be able to avoid this sword, and could only suffer it.

Seeing this, even He Tingfeng's breathing became out of rhythm, and his face suddenly changed. He seemed to have completely forgotten that his apprentice was protected by demonic energy, and he only regarded the other party as the child whose cultivation base was stagnant in refining Qi.He was planning to go forward regardless of everything, and drag Shenlou away from Jianfeng first.

Hearing a "chuckle", who would have thought that even with some difficulty, Shenlou successfully caught the poisonous scorpion move, immediately used the same move as Zhou Ying, and turned to deliver a fatal blow.

Zhou Ying was startled suddenly, and kept retreating, his toes trampling on the ground quickly, and even his spiritual power was completely suppressed and unable to display it.When he stood still, a sharp long sword was placed on his neck, and the cold air dazzled his eyes.