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"Bold! Who is making the noise? Our master has obviously won!" Su Cangxue and other disciples took out their long swords from their sheaths.

Qiu Xiaotian stepped out proudly, while others were one mile away, he stepped out with one step, and in an instant he came in front of everyone.

"It's you?" Master Jinghui's pupils shrank slightly.

Qiu Xiaotian didn't even look at her, and said coldly: "Wuzhen, you haven't shown up yet?"

"Lord Qiu, I haven't seen you in thirty years. You are still so rebellious. It seems that Master Chen's Bodhidharma Cave has not taught you a lesson." A figure stepped out of the sky and came across the void , dressed in plain sea blue, fluttering in the wind, the light and pleasant facial features are engraved with patterns full of years, exuding the silence and indifference like the deep and the sea.

As soon as this person appeared, Master Jinghui, four middle-aged nuns in plain clothes, and all Emei disciples bowed in salute.

"I have seen Master!"

"I've met Uncle Master!"

"Wuzhen, you and I met once. Ning'er is my granddaughter and also your junior. You are a dignified ancestor of Emei, and you dare to stab someone in the back. If you say it, you are not afraid of the ridicule of the world's heroes?"

Wuzhen's tone was extremely indifferent: "Trespassing on my Emei golden roof, and picking my Emei head with a sword, lawlessness, if you don't punish me lightly, what is the majesty of my Emei?"

"So? You stabbed people behind the scenes, making Ning'er vomit blood? We knew each other, but you didn't care about it?" He learned about Chu Xinning's plan from Zhou Yang, and thought that he just came to Sichuan to look for the Tang Sect. , followed and protected Chu Xinning all the way, but she didn't dare to show her figure, for fear that her granddaughter would lose her temper and would never talk to her again.

He hid in the distance, but with amazing eyesight, he saw the streak of blood spilling out of his granddaughter when she turned around, and immediately became furious. After Chu Xinning left, she jumped out immediately, wanting to ask for an explanation for her granddaughter's injury.

"I didn't kill him on the spot, it's because of my old friend's face."

"Amitabha, benefactor, I, the majesty of Emei, cannot be deceived."

A murderous intent flashed across Qiu Xiaotian's eyes, his body stood upright, his vigor swelled, his eyes were like an abyss, and he said word by word: "Since you don't care for your old friend, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

The two flew up at the same time, fighting in mid-air. It seemed that in order not to hurt the people present, the two headed towards the pine forest covered with ice and snow, and the snow was pressing down on the mountain. The machines covered the sky, scattered endless snow particles, and flew up, gradually covering the bodies of the two people, making them invisible.

Master Jinghui stared at the winding mountain road, the looming figure walking away step by step, and sighed majestically: "The genius is coming out, the wind is blowing in the rivers and lakes, Cang Xue, give me instructions, you take your sisters, go down the mountain go."

As soon as the order was issued, all the disciples were surprised and delighted: "Master, do you really want us to go down the mountain?"

Master Jinghui nodded: "This is a world of great competition. How can there be no place for me, Emei? You go."

All the disciples were elated and hurried back to the faction to pack their bags.

The four middle-aged nuns in plain clothes didn't leave, they stood quietly behind Master Jinghui, and one of them asked: "The head of the sect, the genius has come out, so why do all the disciples go down the mountain to practice?"

"No matter how strong a genius is, it's just one person. In the world of great competition, what is fighting for is the general situation. The rivers and lakes are far away. Who can say clearly what will happen in the future? Junior sisters, you follow secretly, and don't take action unless necessary." .”

"Yes."

On the top of Mount Emei, the earth trembled and the mountains shook.

The two figures fought fiercely, and wherever they passed, they formed a torrent of energy sweeping everything, engulfing the snow scattered on thousands of trees, like a rolling avalanche, torrentially rushing down the ravines and canyons .It is mighty and mighty, galloping for dozens of miles, with overwhelming momentum, and how many centuries-old pines and cypresses of Mount Emei have been damaged.

"Wuzhen, you don't think about the friendship between us in the past?" Qiu Xiaotian burst into anger.

Wuzhen's nun's expression was indifferent, and there was no sign of trouble: "The benefactor, the poor nun is a monk. He only sees all living beings and everything in his eyes, and only has compassion in his heart."

"It's nice to say, just now, why don't you show compassion to Ning'er?"

"It's useless to talk too much. If the benefactor insists on fighting, the poor nun will accompany him to the end."

……

On an adjacent mountain peak, Zao Wou-ki and Wu Henzi watched the battle.

Zhao Wou-ki's eyes were full of flames of war: "Old Daoist, I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for several years, why don't we find someone to fight again?"

He watched Qiu Xiaotian and Wuzhen fight, and said proudly, "You are getting old, let you choose first."

On Wuhenzi's face, he has a fairy-like demeanor, and the clouds are calm and the wind is light, but in fact, he cares about your father in his heart. This Zao Wou-ki is simply a martial arts lunatic. ? To Mount Emei, endless.

"The old Taoist and Wuzhen have fought together, I'm sorry, but the old Taoist won." The old Taoist said proudly.

"Since that's the case, then I will choose Wuzhen. Let me try the depth of this Emei nun."

There was a meaningful smile on the old man's face, but he smiled silently.

Zao Wou-ki jumped, stepped on the pine forest, and ran towards the place where the two fought.

Wuhenzi chuckled and followed closely behind.

After all, Qiu Xiaotian’s treasured sword is not old. He has practiced hard in the Bodhidharma Cave for [-] years, and his skills are already unfathomable. However, he had a few encounters with Wuzhen when he was young, and he was even saved by Wuzhen. , so he didn't hurt the killer.

It's just that the doubts in his heart are getting heavier and heavier. Although the two of them met for a short time back then, he remembers that Wuzhen's temperament was frank and straightforward at that time, and he was quite a hero. He was definitely not as cold and indifferent as he is today, as if he didn't care about everything. ?, even life and death.

"Qiu Xiaotian, I want to fight Wuzhen, you step aside first." Zhao Wuji yelled at the two of them separated by several feet.

Both Qiu Xiaotian and Wu Zhen paid no attention to each other, they continued to fight each other.

Zhao Wuji pursed his lips and let out a long howl, and Qingyue's passionate howling sound suddenly sounded, this howling sound was like the sound of knives and guns, and it was fighting with the two people's aura, it was obviously intentional to prevent the two from fighting each other.

Qiu Xiaotian had an unknown fire in his heart, and immediately turned around and came towards Zhao Wuji: "How much is the surname Zhao? I haven't beaten you for a long time, are you itchy?"

Think back then he was pressing Zhao Wuji to fight? How dare this old boy come to stroke the tiger's beard now?

He rushed halfway, but was stopped by Wu Henzi: "Lady Qiu, your opponent is an old Taoist, come here, let the old Taoist test your depth?" The demeanor of a tall man.

Qiu Xiaotian didn't like the old Taoist even more, so he started to fight without saying a word. He punched the Buddha dust with no traces on it. His fists were like giant hammers, but after sticking to the Buddha dust, his fist turned into claws to grab the fly whisk He held it tightly and wouldn't loose it, no matter how the old man shook it, he couldn't shake it off, chasing Buddha Chen and biting him to death, and another punch hit the old man's heart hard.

On the other side, Zao Wou-ki and Wu Zhen were flying and fighting among the mountains. The two of them flew over thousands of trees, and they were as graceful as heavenly beings. Two long swords and golden arms were fighting. The clanging sound shook the whole field, and the sword energy The snowflakes criss-crossed and fell, and the two fought fiercely in the snowflakes all over the sky.

In this battle, the sky was dark and the sky was dark, the sky was full of snow particles on Mount Emei, the mountains faded and the pine waves howled, and the snow storm rolled down in the deep stream, like the roar of an angry dragon.

The four figures fought from noon to dusk.Wuhenzi said: "Don't fight? Don't fight. Go find a place to drink. After drinking, fight again."

Qiu Xiaotian was really angry when he was beaten, and he couldn't let go: "Hey, old man, if you say hit? Then hit? If you say no, then don't hit? Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Bang bang bang!" Qiu Xiaotian punched Huanglong several times in a row.

This is one of the exercises he realized after sitting in the Shaolin Dharma Cave for thirty years: violent beating? Bald donkey boxing.

It was made out of a cavity of endless anger, expressing the anger in the heart, this punch went straight, there was nothing fancy at all, each punch was the simplest straight punch, one punch came out, the next punch What followed was like a torrential river, and Da? had the potential to beat people into a pulp with all his might.

Rao Wuhenzi's mighty energy could not resist the consumption, he was annoyed, and immediately collected the Buddha dust, and started a hand-to-hand combat with Qiu Xiaotian.

Qiu Xiaotian has been full of resentment for thirty years, and he has held back his anger for several years without attacking it. Now he is condensing his heart into his fists, really happy.

And the old way gradually became popular.He thought of how he had devoted himself to Taoism for decades, but so far had no merit, and felt depressed and melancholy, wishing he could cry up to the sky. At this time, he expressed his regret and showed his heart.

Two people | Fist to flesh, fist to bone, fist to blood, the more they fight? The more fierce, the more energetic they become.

Suddenly, a sharp and high-pitched eagle call resounded through the entire Mount Emei, frightening the sky and suppressing the clouds.

The fiercely fighting four people paused and looked up, only to see two majestic and handsome eagles soaring in the long, cold sky. Amidst the snow-filled sky, a purple-clothed figure stood alone on the boulder on the mountaintop in the distance. Looking from a distance: "Four old guys, stay safe."

Zhao Wou-ki's haughty eyes were fixed on that figure, his lips were pursed, always wanton? He didn't open his mouth so casually.

But the old Taoist Wuhenzi came back from the air? He said: "Tang Jingqing, don't you never leave the mountains in this life?"

And at this moment, between the yushu and Qiongzhi under the cliff, a tall and straight gray-robed figure climbed up the boulder as fast as a monkey leaped.

A shock sounded, and the man in purple and the man in gray fought fiercely.

"It's not Wutu!" Zhao Wuji scolded lightly.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago, besides them Tatars, who else raises this damn beast!" Qiu Xiaotian spat.

Zhao Wuji said: "This old boy dares to come to our Central Plains to cause trouble, let's go and beat him up!"

Wu Henzi smiled maliciously: "Zhao Wou-ki, if you want to help your old lover, you can do it yourself, don't involve us."

Zhao Wuji's old face turned red when his heart was broken, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Old Taoist, you have no loyalty, you are all fellow martial artists in the Central Plains, how can you not help?"

Wuzhen's tone was indifferent: "Tang Jingqing has been famous for a long time. Thirty years ago, she was in charge of the Tang Sect. Do you think that a mere Tatar can overwhelm her?"

Zhao Wuji's speech was stagnant.

Qiu Xiaotian came here to find the helmsman of the Tang Sect, but he didn't expect that it would take no effort to get here, so he immediately laughed and helped Zao Wou-ki out of trouble and said: "Zhao Wou-ki, if they don't help, I will help, let's go, let's go!" Witness the brilliant tactics of the Tartars."

Zhao Wuji wanted to see Tang Jingqing, it would be embarrassing to go alone, he was worried that no one would accompany him, he was overjoyed when he heard this: "Brother Qiu, let's go."

The two left Lao Dao and Wu Zhen behind, and left as soon as they said they would, stepping on the mountains, sweeping the air, and walking leisurely.

The two flew through the air and stepped onto the top of the mountain, only to see Tang Jingqing's purple clothes fluttering, a lotus-shaped weapon in his hand fighting fiercely with Shubugu Wutu's pair of iron fists.

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