Chapter 967

"Something happened to the people of Shenjian villa. Let's go up the mountain quickly!"

Together with the signal bomb, the famous and upright people who had been lurking in the secret places of Longmen Mountain gushed out from the dense forest in the mountain depression and ravine, each exerting his lightness skills and rushing to the top of the mountain.

In the south of Longmen Mountain, there are four Taoists in Longhu Mountain: Cangsong, Qixia, Cuizhu and Qingfeng. Each of them has a brush in his hand and a long sword on his body. He runs along the mountain road to the top of the mountain!

In the north of Longmen Mountain is Tieming, the young master of Shenquan sect. He leads the four Dharma protectors in the gate, and the three iron guns of Lei's family: Lei Zhen, Lei Jingang and Lei Wenxiu, heading for the peak together!

To the west of Longmen Mountain, there are four Kunlun sword sect climbers, including three Kunlun swordsmen, Ziyang, ziye and Ziguang. The first one is a swordsman in white, named Li Kunwu. He is young, but his expression is arrogant and indifferent. He holds the sword in his hands as his chest, does not move his shoulder and does not bend his legs. He steps on the treetops in a hurry, which is more than ten meters away.

In the east of Longmen Mountain, there are nine people in black rushing out of the dense forest in the valley. It is Gongsun Li, the deputy leader of Youming cult, who runs along the ridge with his eight experts!

"Why rush up the mountain one by one? In a hurry to reincarnate? "

In the south of Longmen Mountain, in a dense forest at the foot of the mountain, a young man in a Taoist robe sat on the ground at random, with a big tree on his back, and a grass in his mouth. He was squinting at a dense forest in the distance, and said vaguely.

That dense forest is the place where the four heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain just hid.

Although the young Taoist looked pretty, his expression and movement were extremely obscene. His eyes were bright in the night, and they were full of the greasy light of the ordinary people.

In addition to being obscene and sleek, the little Taoist gives people the biggest impression of being dirty!

The blue Taoist robe on his body had not been cleaned for a long time. It had already turned into a black color, greasy and shining in the dark night.

His hair is very long, but it's messy. If you put a bunch of it on top of your head, you can insert it with a wooden chopstick. It's a bun.

On his right hand side, there was a black package on the ground, bulging, and he didn't know what was in it. On the package was a humble peach sword, which was all he owned.

At this time, this guy, who represents the dirty and bad image of Taoist world, is staring at the small forest in the distance, with disdain on his face and angry expression of his dissatisfaction!

"Hum! Everyone is a Taoist, Wudang Mountain Chongxu old Taoist is very much, do not want to take me even! However, the four Maoists in Longhu Mountain dare to despise me. Is it that the Shangqing School of Maoshan is so easy to bully? "

"Wait for me, Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain. Sooner or later, I will kill you on Longhu Mountain, and you will be picked by one person!"

This man is the only descendant of the Shangqing School of Maoshan, Mo Wudao.

"Well I may not have enough strength on my own. I have to find a way to help me... "

After venting, Mo Wudao spat out the grass in his mouth, raised his right hand to his eyes, and quickly pinched his thumb on the other four fingers, saying something in his mouth.

Only in the pinch calculation, Mo Wudao that pair of extremely obscene eyes, just flash out a touch of serious color.

"The elder martial brother of Shenjian villa who likes to pretend to be forced has already hung up

Then the guy sighed and suddenly said, "what's the matter with me?"

With that, Mo Wudao curled his mouth, grabbed his package and the humble peach wood sword, stood up slowly and looked up to the top of the mountain.

"Ling Yun, although I really came to discuss with my martial uncle Liu Deming and martial uncle Wuchen, I'm just a diviner. You can't kill me!"

"Well, it's really just a statement We have something to discuss, right? "

Mo Wudao looks at the top of the mountain repeatedly to cheer himself up, but his feet are like two nails, which is not willing to move a step.

Mo Wudao stood in the same place, facing the air in front of him and talked with Ling Yun, who didn't exist at all, for a long time. Several times he wanted to turn around and leave, but he finally hardened his head and began to walk towards the top of the mountain step by step.

At this time, except for Mo Wudao in Maoshan, all the other famous and decent Masters had already rushed to the top of the mountain. Together with Shaolin and Wudang, which were the first to arrive at the top of the mountain, Lingyun and Qin Dongxue were forced to the edge of the cliff. They were surrounded in a fan shape, and the water could not be drained!

Eight sects, including six in Shaolin, seven in Wudang, four in Kunlun sword sect, four in Longhu Mountain, five in Shenquan sect, three in Northwest tiegun Lei family, nine in Youming sect, and four in Shenjian villa!

In addition, Mo Wudao, a disciple of Maoshan, who slowly climbs the mountain from the foot of the mountain, has 43 experts from nine sects tonight, killing Ling Yun!

Qin Dongxue and Lingyun have already stood side by side, she looked at those who shot out from the dark one by one, looking at the encirclement in front of her more and more dense, beautiful face has become white!Especially when she saw that the four disciples of Shenjian villa had gone back and forth, the four people were full of malice and staring at her with hatred and fire spitting eyes, her heart was as cold as ice.

Qin Dongxue can't help turning her head. When she goes to see Guo Xiaotian's headless corpse sitting on the ground, there is no trace of remorse and guilt in her heart. She is full of anger and burning!

Lingyun is right. In the eyes of Shenjian villa and elder martial brother, he is already the bait of the world's famous sect. He is a dispensable victim!

What are you doing in such a heartless school? What are they doing for life and death?!

The sense of guilt and guilt disappeared, and Qin Dongxue's sense of war rose because of his anger. Looking at the four disciples of Shenjian villa again, he naturally took a trace of scorn and ridicule.

Ling Yun is not. He shows extraordinary calm tonight. He looks at more and more people on the other side. He neither preempts nor takes the initiative to fight. He does not choose to run away. He always holds the ghost blood devil sword and stands there quietly with a smile on his face and smiles at all the heroes in the world!

He is waiting, waiting for all the enemies to arrive, waiting for the amazing battle!

"That's him! He is Ling Yun! The black knife in his hand is the blood demon sword

"Master Jueyuan, Taoist priest Chongxu, is this little devil who just shot my elder brother to death with one hand!"

"What are you waiting for? Let's go together and kill him! "

Liu Suifeng of Shenjian villa was the quickest and the last one to return when he escaped. When he returned to the top of the mountain, he didn't stand with his elder martial brothers and sisters. Instead, he hid behind Shaolin and Wudang sects. He hid far away from Lingyun, pointing at Lingyun like a mad dog, and yelled wildly against the crowd.

The other three people in Shenjian villa took the initiative to stand with the four members of the Kunlun sword sect. Although they despised Liu Suifeng's actions, they learned from the same school and were not good at exposing his shameless behavior in person. They had to pretend that they didn't hear, but their faces showed different degrees of disgust.

Ji Xiaoqing lowered his voice and kept telling Li Kunwu, the proud white swordsman of Kunlun sword sect.

Li Kunwu held his chest in both hands and held his sword like a baby in his arms. Occasionally, he nodded his head. Suddenly, he felt Liu Suifeng's clamour. He frowned slightly and yelled: "Liu Suifeng, shut up, you can't talk here!"

Liu Suifeng was shouting fiercely. When he heard Li Kunwu's reprimand, he was stunned. He had the heart to retort. He could think of Li Kunwu's strength and the strong background behind him. He shut up obediently and didn't dare to speak any more. He also threw a flattering smile to Li Kunwu.

Li Kunwu doesn't look at Liu Suifeng at all. After listening to Ji Xiaoqing finish, he can't help but look at Ling Yun with an interesting look.

Lingyun nods to him and smiles.

Li Kunwu, however, frowned and looked impatient.

Just at this time, a brilliant Buddhist trumpet sounded: "Amitabha!"

When he first rushed to the top of the mountain, the monk, who was wearing a cassock and holding a Zen stick, walked out of the crowd and came to the field to chant the name of Buddha.

Although his voice was not high, it was extremely brilliant. In an instant, he suppressed the noisy voice around him and sent it into everyone's ears. It shows that his Buddhism is profound and his skill is profound.

Lingyun see finally someone speak, he light smile, first turn to Qin Dongxue said: "aunt, you stand here don't move, if anyone dares to attack you, he will die."

Ling Yun's voice is not high, but he secretly uses the dragon's roar. The sound is also introduced into the ears of every martial arts master around him, which is very exciting.

All the people of the famous and decent sects are shocked. Ling Yun is surrounded by more than 40 masters. There are only two of them. They are so confident?!

Qin Dongxue gently smile, personally arranged for Lingyun night clothes, light voice: "Stinky boy, you are more careful, tonight, my aunt with you to fight side by side."

Lingyun heard that Qin Dongxue had completely figured it out. He laughed brightly and held Qin Dongxue's snow-white catkin with a gentle grip.

Qin Dongxue pretty face a red, instinctively want to take out the hand, but did not succeed, had to give up, feel that the heart beat a little faster.

Lingyun let go, flying body longitudinal admission, holding the right hand of the ghost blood magic knife suddenly to the ground one Guant!

Zheng!

With the scabbard, the ghost blood devil Dao is inserted into the ground, and it is more than a foot deep.

Lingyun negative hand and stand, looking at the eyes of this tall and powerful big monk, Yang Yang chin, awe inspiring way: "sign up!"

The big monk stood in front of his chest with one hand and bowed his head slightly to Ling Yun. He said calmly, "I am a martial monk protecting Dharma in the Dharma Hall of Shaolin Temple, Jueyuan."

Liu Suifeng had been shouting for a long time just now. Ling Yun knew that he was master Jueyuan, so he said with a faint smile: "master Jueyuan, look at the situation tonight, I don't want to leave without fighting?"

Master Jueyuan was stunned and said with a dumb smile, "little Lingyun, you can speak directly. However, if you can't fight or not."Ling Yun said with a smile: "my principle is different from that of the master. If you can solve the problem by fighting, you can fight directly."

After staring at Ling Yun for a long time, master Jueyuan suddenly said, "little benefactor, put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha."

Lingyun looked down, then looked up, and said, "master, my knife has been put down."

Master Jueyuan said, "but I know that you will pull it out."

Lingyun laughed: "don't fight with the master, too tired, yes, I will pull it out, and when the magic knife comes out of the scabbard, it will die."

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