The engine roared, and Long Qianqiu's convoy hurried to the foot of Baopu Peak, looking up at the fireball, everyone's eyes were full of shock and incredulity. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Butler Mo sat in the car and forgot to open the car door for his master.

However, Nangong Lu, a villain with wolf ambitions, led a few Taoist priests to run from behind, sweating profusely, and nodded repeatedly: "Dragon...... Mr. Long, this, how should this be......"

The corners of Long Qianqiu's eyes contracted violently, he snorted coldly, stepped out of the luxury car, and looked up at the peak.

The fireball is rolling, burning vigorously, and the white light pillar that reaches through the sky goes straight into the night sky, and the scene is amazing.

Long Qianqiu's heart was quite surprised and puzzled, but his face was still cold and calm, he didn't show any fear, and waved his hand and shouted: "Go up and have a look!"

With all his efforts, he bought the Taoist priest in charge of Maoshan Mountain, planted a bomb on this Baopu Peak, and plotted to end Ye Fan and the others in a nest, tonight should be a complete success, how could Long Qianqiu easily give up.

Mo Shenji commanded his subordinates to rush forward with guns, and Nangong Lu and the others shrank their heads and followed behind.

Bypassing a pine forest, the two sides met each other.

Zhao Ling'er and Xianyun had already killed all the rebels at the foot of Baopu Peak, and were waiting for the abnormal change at the top of the peak, but they were unexpectedly approached by these traitorous thieves.

"Nangong Lu, you deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, fornicated with foreign enemies, and harmed the same door, today Lao Tzu will clean up the door and take your life with his own hands!"

Nangong Lu hid behind Mo Shenji, and said with a wicked smile: "Hehe, uncle, it is not yet known who will kill the deer tonight, and my nephew and nephew are also in line with the way of heaven, for the sake of the inheritance of Maoshan lineage, you should be arrested! ”

"Traitor! You are the one who has no place to be buried! Your whole family has no place to die!" Zhao Ling'er raised his eyebrows angrily, pointed at the other party with a blade, and scolded angrily: "How can Maoshan have you scum beast!"

Nangong Lu pinched his mustache, raised his head and laughed sheepishly: "Haha, little junior sister, if you say that, senior brother, I will have to be a beast again, come on, give it to me! Except for Zhao Ling'er, all the remaining women caught are yours!"

Zhao Ling'er is the only female disciple of Maoshan Sect, I don't know how many people are salivating on weekdays, wanting to please her and get close to her, Nangong Lu is also a man, naturally he has coveted the little junior sister for a long time, this time it came true, it can be said that he has both people and money, and he can wake up with a smile when he dreams.

"Which one dares to move!" Xianyun waved his sleeves and moved without wind, and his momentum was extremely impressive, instantly shocking those Maoshan disciples who had committed rebellion, and everyone looked around in fear and did not dare to approach.

As one of the three leaders of Maoshan, Xianyun's cultivation is unfathomable, even if he often enters and exits the sect with a giggling and cynical image, at this moment, the burst of teacher prestige also makes these disciples who are thieves feel cowardly.

Seeing that these people were timid, Nangong Lu stood up again and waved the dust and shouted: "What are you afraid of, Huayangzi and Zixu are not in the mountains tonight, with the help of Mr. Long and Mo Da Butler, why worry about the big thing? After tonight, you will be glorious, rich, and enjoy inexhaustible! Money, power, and beauties will come soon......

"Enough is enough!?" A cold snort, Long Qianqiu came out in line.

Nangong Lu was stunned, and hurriedly smiled: "Enough, enough, Mr. Long, please, please command." ”

"Kill!" With a wave of his hand, Long Qianqiu coldly gave an order.

People in the rivers and lakes, why should they do that tongue, they should make a decision immediately, without ambiguity, this is the style of the dragon lord, vigorous and resolute, domineering means, do not leave trouble, do not give the enemy a chance to breathe!

At the sound of an order, the Dragon City thugs rushed at the other party with guns and knives under the leadership of Mo Shen Halberd!

Bang!

At this juncture, an earth-shattering loud bang came from the top of Baopu Peak again.

The strange fireball burst into thousands of petals in response, and the scattered flame clusters burst from it, sprinkling dazzling fireworks in the starry sky, and the entire Baopu Peak was shocked, and the debris of the rubble rolled down, and the ground shook the mountains with great momentum.

The heat wave rolled, reflecting the stars, and in the scattered flames, a snow-bright sword appeared in mid-air, slashing towards the mountain cliff!

Sonorous!

As if the axe that opened the world, a hundred zhang sword qi came straight through, making a dragon roar, passing through the dark space, and the knife qi slashed straight on the mountain rock, click!

The earth trembled, and the massive rocks shattered into powder in an instant, kicking up endless clouds of dust. High in the sky, there was a piercing roar, like the rebirth of the ancient demon god, revealing a pitch-black figure, raising his head and roaring to the sky.

This knife made Nangong Lu and the others have their hearts and galls shattered, their faces are colorless, and the power of the world is equivalent to a miracle!

The black figure, suddenly looking back, a distance of three hundred meters from the space, but the terrifying gaze seemed to be close at hand, everyone seemed to feel that the gaze was staring at themselves, weird and inexplicable, but it made the weak-hearted even more afraid, Nangong Lu and other Taoist priests were weak in their legs, and almost fell to the ground.

The chilling sword light flashed in the sky, like lightning, and in a flash, the wind was blowing on the flat ground, and there was a dark and terrifying shadow in front of everyone's eyes!

"Ye Fan!" Shen Jiayao exclaimed in surprise.

"Senior brother?" Zhao Ling'er couldn't believe it, what happened to this man with a puff of black smoke all over his body?

Xian Yun's face showed a bit of solemnity and hesitation, the situation was a little wrong.

"Protect the master!" Mo Shen screamed, from the change in this moment, he clearly felt the coldness of death, the kind of fear that pierced his spine.

More than a dozen Dragon City guards hugged Long Qianqiu tightly, trembling, as if facing a great enemy.

Hum -

A half-moon arc light swung out, and the powerful and incomparable knife slashed through the necks and chests of more than ten people, and the soaring blood line pulled out a magnificent brilliance in an instant, poignantly blooming, ruthless and bloody!

With one knife, with just one knife, seven heads flew away and the bodies of four bodyguards were cut off!

The gorgeous and terrifying knife poured terror on the world before they had time to scream before they died.

Heads, internal organs, and corpses were piled up all over the grass, exuding bloody gas everywhere, and the sudden eruption of the stench and death breath directly scared Nangong Lu to the ground, rolling and crawling, like a dog trying to escape for his life.

"Ah!" Mo Shen suddenly let out a terrible scream, and his right arm was actually cut off by his elbow under this knife and flew into the air!

Long Qianqiu's calm and unchanged complexion was finally moved!

This knife, even he is not sure that he can withstand it, what great opportunity did this enemy who killed his two sons get?

Just when everyone was afraid, surprised, and deeply jealous, all the black smoke around Ye Fan dispersed, and with a bang, he lay on his back and fell to the ground!

"Hahahaha-what should I be, it's just the end of the crossbow, back to the light!" Long Qianqiu laughed happily, raised his hand, and grabbed the dragon scale treasure knife from the guard behind him!

Xianyun sneered: "Long Qianqiu, you have to kill yourself, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless!"

"The old man has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for half a century, and he has already washed his hands in a golden basin, if it weren't for you and others who deceived people too much, how could he go to this poor mountain and bad water land to seek revenge, today, I will eradicate you and other Maoshan thieves together, and return my son's life!" Long Qianqiu's face was wild, his eyes were fierce, his fighting spirit was surging, the blade was slowly unsheathed, and the golden mangs were extremely dazzling and dazzling!

This knife, following Long Qianqiu's birth and death, set a great record, according to legend, it was cast by Cao Pi, the king of Wei, and it was an imperial sword.

"Amitabha!" A clear Buddha voice floated from behind everyone, and from the darkness, I don't know when, an old monk in black came!

How did he show up? No one even noticed his whereabouts.

"Donor, when is the time to repay the wrongs, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, so that you can get out of the sea of suffering and turn back to the shore. The old monk walked slowly, his kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his old face gradually became clear.

"Where did the wild monk come from?" Long Qianqiu sneered and said angrily: "The old man will take your sacrificial knife first!"

The dragon scale knife swayed in the air, and the three-foot-long sword light slashed straight at the top of the old monk's head!

"Master, be careful!" Zhao Ling'er exclaimed.

Xianyun was about to help, but when he saw a flower in front of him, the golden mang's Buddha flashed out, a piece of rui qi bloomed peacefully, the old monk was fine, but Long Qianqiu snorted and squirted blood, the dragon scale knife fell, and the whole person took a few steps back!

"Amitabha, greed, hatred, likes and dislikes, in the end it is just a flashy scene, donor, you are lost and deep, you should have this retribution. The old monk folded his hands, shook his head slightly, and did not move his steps, only with a body of Buddha light, he actually hit Long Qianqiu hard!

"Master!" Mo Shen Ji didn't care about the disability of his arm, pounced on his master, and the two of them stood up with each other, their faces were miserable.

This situation has come out one after another, not only is there a sidewalk, but now there is an unidentified and unfathomable old monk, Long Qianqiu only feels that the general trend has gone, and he has no power to return to the sky.

"You...... Who are you?"

"The name of the poor monk and layman, Li Shutong, donor, have you heard of it?" the old monk looked at him with a smile.

At this moment, not only Long Qianqiu's face turned pale, but even Xianyun also showed a look of shock!

"Impossible, impossible, you treat me as a three-year-old urchin? Hugh is going to lie to me! Li Shutong has been dead for 70 years!" Long Qianqiu shouted angrily: "Old monk, Hugh has to pretend to be a ghost!"

"Amitabha, monks don't speak, donor, why does the old man need to take the name of others?" The old monk smiled indifferently: "The cycle of life and death, everything is false, everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, should be viewed as such." ”

"Master......" Xianyun interjected and asked respectfully, "Where did the master come from?"

"From nowhere, for the fate of the ears of the people. The old monk looked at Long Qianqiu and said: "Donor, from love to worry, from love to fear, if you are separated from the lover, there is no fear." This time, Lao Qu is here for you, would you like to take refuge in the Three Jewels?"

Everyone present was shocked, he actually wanted Long Qianqiu to escape into the Buddha Gate!?

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