Boom! Boom! Boom!

A muffled sound continued to sound between the mountains and forests, spreading all over the four fields. [No pop-ups. 】

Ying Gu's martial arts, under normal circumstances, are naturally nothing for a master of Qiu Qianren's level, that is, three or four moves.

But at this time, Zhou Botong and Qiu Qianren fought, even if there was a difference between each other's martial arts, it was only a thin line.

After more than 100 moves, the two sides have lost both, so Aunt Ying and Zhou Botong joined forces and vowed to kill Qiu Qianren to avenge their son, which became the last straw that crushed the camel.

Boom!

Qiu Qianren couldn't dodge it, and took a heavy punch from Zhou Botong, although the empty Ming fist is feminine, but in fact it is full of stamina.

The punch made Qiu Qianren's chest tight, and the already heavy internal injuries intensified again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he opened his mouth.

Swish!

Seeing that these two people wanted their own lives in order to avenge their son, Qiu Qianren's mind turned, and his superb light skills were displayed, and he suddenly retreated, and let out a loud shout in his mouth:

"Wait!"

"Qiu Qianren, do you have any last words to confess?" Zhou Botong stopped Aunt Ying and asked with a low face.

Qiu Qianren covered his chest and said: "I went to Huashan to compete for the first place in the world of martial arts, Zhou Botong, you may not be my opponent if you fight alone, if you go together, even if you kill me, what is it?" ”

Zhou Botong snorted coldly: "Qiu Qianren, I want to kill you today in order to avenge my son, and it has nothing to do with competing for the first place in martial arts in the world." ”

When Qiu Qianren, who was short in stature, heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, and said: "Hahaha, that's right, I killed the sons of the two of you, and I, Qiu Qianren, have killed countless people and have bloody hands, but Zhou Botong, are you a good person?" ”

"Don't think I don't know, Aunt Ying is the wife you stole from Emperor Duan, what kind of innocent people are you and Aunt Ying, what qualifications do you have to stand on the commanding heights and kill me?"

"This?"

When Zhou Botong and Aunt Ying heard this, their expressions were gloomy.

Yes, they are indeed not innocent people, and although the child is innocent, it is a seed born of their fornication.

If it were a person with a bigger temper, he might have already immersed all three of them in the pig cage.

Not to mention, Aunt Ying was still Emperor Duan's concubine back then, and as an emperor, there were a few people who could tolerate their hats turning green!

For a moment, the two of them couldn't even say half a sentence.

Seeing this, Qiu Qianren covered his chest, turned around and walked down the mountain, and said with a smile: "Hahahaha, the green mountains do not change the green water for a long time, I will wait for a while!" ”

"Ahh Seeing that the killer left in front of her like this, Aunt Ying couldn't bear it anymore, and opened her mouth to let out a burst of crying, which was full of bitterness and mockery.

"Child, it's my mother who is sorry for you, my mother shouldn't have brought you into this world!"

In the midst of the loud cry, three thousand silver-white hairs spread out under the blowing of the mountain wind, as if he was a madman!

Seeing Aunt Ying like this, Zhou Botong also felt uncomfortable, and was about to open his mouth to comfort, but he knew that the internal injury had attacked.

Wow!

Zhou Botong opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned white.

"Bertone, are you alright?" Seeing Zhou Botong's depressed expression, Aunt Ying hugged him and asked with concern.

Zhou Botong smiled bitterly: "It's no big deal, Qiu Qianren, the stinky thief's martial arts are not under me, and the injury is not light." ”

"It's good to recuperate for a while!"

………………

On Mount Hua, the heroes are moving.

Boom!

A sword shining with cold light, a peerless woman, dressed in turquoise clothes, reflected with her beautiful face, and even more dusty.

When a pair of sword eyes blinked, a bit of murderous aura was revealed from time to time, full of an indescribable murderous intent.

The crystal skin is reflected in the sun, shimmering with a jade-like luster, even more delicate, and the feet fall on a large stone, like a fairy man.

And behind her, she followed a woman in white with a pair of maid hair buns.

The expressions of the two are extremely similar, they are both ordinary cold, as if they are elves incarnated by ice and snow.

In front of them, a group of nine people were blocked in their way, and the leader was a man dressed in a pitch-black robe with gray hair.

Beside him, there stood a great monk with a solemn and compassionate appearance, and his fingers flicked a string of prayer beads in his hand from time to time.

Behind the two, six men and one woman, seven figures followed in unison, and each figure exuded a bit of rhyme.

Swish!

Wang Chongyang raised his head, looked at Lin Chaoying's master and servant who was blocking him, a trace of bitterness bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile:

"Chaoying, don't you want to fight me now? You should know that the opponent I want is not you! ”

Lin Chao said in a cold tone: "I know, I didn't want to stop you. Speaking of this, Lin Chaoying's tone showed a bit of ridicule, "Just ask, how can a little woman stop a Chongyang real person who has practiced the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Nine Yang True Scripture at the same time?" ”

"Chongyang Zhenren was really a good means back then, he captured the two traitors under Huang Yaoshi's sect and snatched the Nine Yin True Scripture!"

"You!" Hearing Lin Chaoying's extremely unkind words, Wang Chongyang, who had excellent cultivation, and the great monk were just fine, but the seventh son of Quanzhen couldn't bear it anymore.

The impatient Qiu Chuji is about to scold on the spot!

Who knows, but let Wang Chongyang stop him.

Wang Chongyang stopped Qiu Chuji and faced Lin Chaoying directly: "Yes, it was I who injured the four disciples of Brother Huang and snatched the Nine Yin True Scripture. ”

Speaking of this, in the eyes of the Seventh Son of Quanzhen in disbelief, Wang Chongyang paused slightly and continued:

"If such harmful things as the Nine Yin True Scripture are spread on the rivers and lakes, they will only destroy the lives of the people."

"In that case, I might as well keep it."

"Hahahaha!" Wang Chongyang's words fell, and between the mountains and valleys located on Mount Hua, a crisp laughter sounded, and the laughter was full of mockery.

Swish!

The owner of Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, Tianquan Xingwen Qu Xingjun Huang Yaoshi appeared, his green robe trembling, and his posture was chic.

The figure landed on a boulder not far away, his eyes were solemn, but he looked at Wang Chongyang with a bit of murderous intent.

"What a selfless Chongyang real person, it's really admirable." said words of admiration in his mouth, but on Huang Yaoshi's clear face, there was not even a little admiration, "Snatched my Nine Yin True Scripture and killed my apprentice, but in the mouth of Chongyang Zhenren, he did a great good deed?" ”

As he spoke, the jade flute that was originally obliquely inserted in his waist was pulled out, and a cold murderous aura permeated.

"Lord Huangdao." Qiu Chuji couldn't hold back any longer, and preemptively replied, "The Nine Yin True Scripture originally belonged to my master!" ”

"When Huashan was talking about swords, if it wasn't for the Sanssouci couple joining forces, how could they take away the name of the first in the world?"