Seeing Meng Changfeng swoop down like a bird, mu'en dares not to be careless. He pulls out the broad back sword and tries to spell it with him. Then his eyes show a shock. His body is shot out like a meteor, and gululu rolls away.
Meng Changfeng wanted to catch up with him. He was yelled by Yin Ziyu: "stop it, old devil. This is different from other foreign hairy men."
Although mu'en's Kung Fu is good, he is just as good as the Deacon. When he meets Meng Changfeng, an old monster with profound cultivation, he is afraid that he will be cleaned up soon.
Although I don't want to admit it, Meng Changfeng is a super expert at the same level as Yin Gang, Shaolin Yunhai and Wudang Tianyun. At ordinary times, there is no threat, but once you meet Yang maozi, you will become a divine power Walker again. I also have to admire the determination of these old people to protect the Central Plains.
As soon as Meng Changfeng's murderous spirit was collected, he came to the general of mu'en. Cold look at him, the air swept away, become smart and decisive. Coldly way: "a lot of foreign hair son can pretend to show a person with good will, still kill of sharp rope."
Because of the extremely bad experience in the past, these martial arts masters of the older generation naturally reject Yang maozi, and they don't believe that they have good intentions to come to the Central Plains.
For them, killing is the end of the matter, so as not to be bothered.
Yin Ziyu ran over in a hurry and looked at muen's general with an unhappy face. He went up and said, "mad, it's troublesome for me not to let you come here. You can't bear it. You can find this kind of ghost place!"
Although he was swearing, he was always planning for him. Mu en Da Si certainly heard it. He looked at Meng Changfeng warily and said in a low voice, "I can feel the presence of anyone who has been blessed by my war song."
"Damn it Yin Ziyu drew a middle finger and glanced at Bai Wushuang in the distance with a black face. Both of them used the means to him without knowing it, which made him very uncomfortable.
"If you don't want to die, just get out of here. If you go further, it's all famous members of the old school of Wulin in the Central Plains. I can't protect you if I'm not careful." Yin Ziyu pushed the general of mu'en. "It's not for you to come here. If you like, I'll take the Deacon away. It's always for the old ghost of Atlantis."
Mu en Da Si will not be a fool, Yin Ziyu will not lie in this kind of thing, from his eyes can see the obvious warning, it is really life-threatening.
Take a deep breath: "king, you have to remember your identity, absolutely do not allow anything to threaten the safety of the royal court!"
Over there, Zhong Wei came over with the big deacon. He was held by Meng Changfeng and looked at him coldly: "what are you doing?"
Zhong Wei gave a wry smile and didn't dare to answer, but the meaning was very clear.
Meng Changfeng was very angry immediately. He tilted his feet and yelled at Yin Ziyu: "you little bastard, do you really dare to let this monster go? Believe it or not, I'll clean up the door for your master! "
"Don't worry, old man. It's not to let him go, but to clean him up in another place." Yin Ziyu more or less introduced the origin of the general of mu'en, and said with a smile, "instead of letting him die quietly in your hands, it's better to let his opponent carry out the trial in a big way. In this aspect, I will also let the Central Plains special forces monitor the whole process, and will never cheapen him. Can you understand that? "
Meng Changfeng accepted it. He went up and broke the tendons of the big Deacon's hands and feet. He didn't care about his bloody appearance. He clapped his hand on the big Deacon's stomach and sprayed blood on the big Deacon's mouth. The whole face became like gold paper.
Clap hands, Meng Changfeng proud smile: "OK, take it."
Yin Ziyu's mouth as like as two peas, the old ghost is hard to get up. It is exactly like his master. It is decisive and hot. It never wears water. It never lets up a little bit of the way in the face of the foreign Mao's attitude.
Although people give you, but it is not complete, half dead hanging a breath, can let you take back has been great human.
Yin Ziyu can't say anything. Meng Changfeng is the oldest group of Shenwei walkers in the Jianghu that he knows. His hatred for Yang maozi is unforgettable, which has already given him and his master face. If you change to Yin Gang, no matter who you are, you'll be stabbed to death earlier and throw you a corpse. How do you like to play.
Muen will take over the chief deacon and leave without hesitation. In any other place, how can a strange old man let his famous chief of the moon worship court run away?
But this is the Central Plains. It's a minefield that the strongmen in other parts of the world will never dare to touch. It's as strong as Abraham, the most powerful of the notorious night eaters, who has fallen into the Central Plains. The power of the moon worship court is all over the world. In the Central Plains, they only dare to do business in a regular way and never dare to do anything bullying.
All the reasons are due to the existence of "Shenwei Walker".
Many western countries worship Superman, but the Central Plains does not. It is because there are really extraordinary strong people in the Central Plains who guard the Central Plains at any time. Those who dare to commit crimes in the Central Plains will be punished even if they are far away! This is the lesson of the misguided foreign maozi who have been exchanging their lives for hundreds of years!After what happened just now, Meng ling'er took advantage of Meng Changfeng's lucidity, took his arm and quickly asked a few questions.
Meng Changfeng finally recognized his daughter. They walked in the front and talked quickly along the way. They didn't know what to say.
During the period, Meng ling'er looked back at the yinziyu on the lower steps several times, biting his lips and didn't know what to say to Meng Changfeng. Meng Changfeng immediately shook his head and showed his firm opposition. After the initial joy of knowing each other, father and daughter didn't know what topic they were arguing about. Later, even Yin Ziyu, who was walking below, vaguely heard a few words, which were similar to "mother", "love", "freedom" and so on. He didn't know what to say.
But Meng Changfeng soon regained his muddle headed appearance. He was unwilling to walk side by side with Meng linger. He ran to Yin Ziyu and talked with him about roast game with great interest.
Meng ling'er didn't look back from the beginning to the end, walking in the front, facing the more and more howling cold wind, the tears in her eyes were circling in her eyes, but they didn't come down after all.
All of a sudden, she saw only her stubborn and firm steps. No matter what, she tried her best to protect the Shuangdao Meng family, who was about to lose its stability.
For nothing else, just for the family dream that has been guarding for hundreds of years, and the mother that we are about to meet. Perhaps at that time, my father's madness would be cured without any medicine, and all this was pinned on the soon to open Yunding heavenly palace.
For her, Yunding Tiangong is not a treasure, but a gate to happiness