Mo Da was surprised and said: "I never thought that Senior Brother Feng's martial arts would be so amazing, but Mo Dafang was ugly." ”

"Senior Brother Feng's martial arts are outstanding, but it makes me extremely embarrassed to be a senior brother." , Cheng Buxian was also taken aback, you must know that he himself faced ten people, and he could only barely remain undefeated.

"I can't afford it, I can't afford it, the two Miu praised." , Feng Xiaoxiao waved his hand and smiled, "Those fifty people are just third-rate masters, and they are far inferior to these black-clothed people." ”

Mo Da suddenly said: "So that's the case...... But even so, Senior Brother Feng's martial arts are better than me and many others, and he can be regarded as the top master in the world, admire! Admire! ”

Ding Jing said with a smile: "Senior Brother Feng is no longer modest, you are so young, your martial arts are even the best." In time, we will be able to defeat the East and defeat it. In this way, the demons will disappear, and there will be fewer evil people in the world. Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate! I was also able to settle down with the Buddha and chant the scriptures wholeheartedly, so that I would never fall into the red dust again. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao knew that Ding Jing felt that he was too ruthless, and his martial arts were high, so he was afraid that he would gradually lose his nature, and he faintly had the intention of admonishing.

He was a little grateful in his heart, so he arched his hand and said, "Senior sister is merciful!" …… No matter how high my martial arts are, I am just a speck of dust in the world, but I have a clear conscience, I don't seek to show my fame, and everything I do is just to protect myself. If there is really a day when the world is peaceful, every day with a clear breeze and a bright moon, and a warm day stream, it will be enough to enjoy a lifetime. ”

Is there really a day when there will be peace in the world? Feng Xiaoxiao doesn't care at all, now it's just a nice thing to say.

He is just a homeless prodigal son, a rootless duckweed, wandering in the world in a daze, not knowing if he will fly elsewhere again in the next moment, and cut off the concern in his heart. These worries that made him sad, his family, his friendship, and...... aiqing。

And the Huashan faction is the involvement of his third life. His roots are firmly rooted here, and if anyone touches them, they will have to face his crazy revenge. He doesn't care if he is noble or evil, everything he is doing now is actually just an insecure prodigal son, desperately trying to protect the warmth in his heart. These warmths that can remind him of the past are the only motivation for him to live, and he hopes to one day...... Can you go back in time......

Where would Ding Jing think of Feng Xiaoxiao's prodigal son mentality, seeing his sincere words and natural artistic conception, he secretly praised him for being a moral gentleman, and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Seeing Feng Xiaoxiao wearing a Taoist robe, he should have thought that he at least had the heart of the Dao, and he was clearly a virtuous person with high morals, where would he have those dark thoughts that were pickled.

She pronounced a Buddha horn and said with a smile: "Master Yue is a famous humble gentleman, Senior Brother Feng also has such a Taoist cultivation, the Huashan faction is really noble, and the poor nun sighs to himself." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled indifferently and said, "Now that Zuo Lengchan has also sent a group of people to attack Heng Mountain, it is important for us to hurry forward to rescue now." ”

"What about the Fuwei Dart Bureau?" , Mo Da reminded him.

Feng Xiaoxiao thought about it for a while, if the strength of the black-clothed people who attacked Hengshan was not inferior to Fang Cai, then their strength would be quite inferior. But the Fuwei Dart Bureau couldn't help it, he frowned, and said with some hesitation: "It's better for Senior Brother Cheng to take the Huashan disciples to stabilize the situation, and Master Mo and I will accompany Senior Sister Dingjing to Hengshan." ”

"If this is the case, Senior Brother Cheng's strength is a little weak all the way. Why don't I divide some disciples and go with me. Mo Da shook his head and said, he thought that more than 20 people had passed, and it was obvious that they could not suppress the swarming martial arts people.

Ding Jing is grateful to the Huashan faction for saving him several times, although now the disciples have lost more than half, but he still bowed his head and said: "I will also divide some disciples to follow, so that it can show the intention of our three factions to advance and retreat together, and those small disciples will definitely not fight the idea of Fuwei Dart Game again." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao walked back and forth a few steps, thinking secretly, Ling Hu Chong, Huang Zhonggong, Bald Pen Weng, Mo Da, there are already four first-class masters who went to help, plus Hengshan Sanding and himself, his strength is already extremely strong. Although it may not be possible to completely annihilate the invading enemy, it should not be a big problem to solve the danger of Heng Mountain.

So he smiled and said: "It's really good that this is so, these black-clothed people have all been wiped out, and the Songshan faction no longer has a strong strength in Fuzhou." Senior Brother Cheng's trip is also based on deterrence, supplemented by force. If the people of our three factions go together, no one in Fuzhou will dare to provoke again. ”

Mo Da, Cheng Bu Worry, and Ding Jing nodded in unison, and the three factions joined forces, and only a few factions in the entire martial arts could match them. Without the support of the Songshan faction behind them, no one would dare to feel uncomfortable again.

At that moment, Mo Da ordered ten disciples of the Hengshan Sect to follow, and Cheng was not worried. Ding Jing also instructed the seven disciples to go with him.

The two passers-by broke up, and Cheng Buxian rushed to Fuzhou with more than 40 people. The rest of the people went to Jinhua Mansion and fostered the seven seriously injured disciples of the Hengshan Sect in the Jinhua branch of the Fuwei Dart Bureau.

After that, a group of nearly 60 people rushed to Hengshan non-stop. Everyone was worried about the situation of Hengshan, day and night, sleeping in the open air, sleeping only two hours a day, and finally arrived at Hengshan within a month.

After walking all the way up the mountain, I found that there was no one inside, and many houses had been burned.

Ding Jing was in a hurry, and hurriedly instructed his disciples to investigate.

After a while, Yihe came to report: "Uncle Shi, there are traces of fierce fighting on the back mountain path, and there are some weapons scattered there. As he spoke, he handed over a long sword.

Ding Jing took a look, snorted heavily, and said hatefully: "This is the group of black-clothed thieves who made the long sword, senior sister, they must have retreated to the back mountain, let's go quickly...... I wonder what the situation is now? If...... If only ......"

"Senior sister don't worry, except for being burned by fire, there is no trace of a battle in the nunnery. Senior Sister Dingxian, they must have retreated to the back mountain by themselves. Feng Xiaoxiao followed behind and comforted: "And now there are scattered weapons, presumably the battle is not over yet, otherwise the people of the Songshan faction will definitely clean it carefully, so as not to reveal that this matter is their doing." ”

Ding Jing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What Senior Brother Feng said is extremely true, but the poor nun is anxious. ”

At this time, several more disciples of the Hengshan Sect shouted, "Here...... There are also ...... here."

Ding Jing rushed to take a look, and saw more than a dozen long swords scattered on the ground. There were a lot of blackened blood spots on the ground, and it was clear that there had been a fierce battle here.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly said: "I haven't seen your faction's long sword here, presumably the blood marks should be those people in black." ”

Ding Jing saw that he was bent on reassuring himself, and he was full of feelings in his heart, but he still couldn't stop worrying, nodded, but did not speak, but continued to sweep forward.

After walking for several miles, suddenly there was a faint sound of the piano in the distance, and Ding Jing stretched out his hand to that side and shouted: "Hengshan jianzhen...... Fast! Hurry up. ”

After everyone walked for a moment or so, the sound of the qin still came faintly, Mo Da tightened the huqin in his hand, nodded and praised: "This makes the person of the qin not only proficient in music, but also has a deep internal force, which can be condensed but not dispersed, and lasts for so long." It seems that it should be a kind of martial arts that specializes in hurting people with sound, does the Songshan faction have such a character? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao secretly praised, this Mo Da is usually silent, he doesn't even say a few words, but his vision and insight are very extraordinary.

Isn't it, Huang Zhonggong's internal strength is profound, which makes it a sound attack martial art called "Seven Strings Invisible Sword", which is not small, and even Ren Xing is amazed.

"This is a senior who has not been out of the mountain for a long time, I asked him to come to the rescue first, and now it seems that the Songshan faction has not yet succeeded."

Ding Jing's tense heart relaxed slightly, showed a smile, and said: "The sound attack martial arts is the best at one-to-many, but it is very helpful for defense. Thinking about it, the senior sister, they should be fine. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao had a puzzled expression on her face, and she didn't know why she was so sure.

Ding Jing smiled slightly and said, "Wait a minute, you'll know why." ”

As everyone moved forward quickly, the sound of the piano gradually became louder, clanging and sonorous. It is very pleasant to listen to it, but when you listen to it carefully, it makes people feel tighter in the chest and want to vomit. And this is just the aftermath, if you directly face such an attack, as long as the internal strength is not as good as the person who plays the piano, you will not be able to get close to half a point, it is indeed a powerful mastery.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the shouting of killing suddenly started, and Ding Jing was shocked, and kept urging his disciples to move quickly.

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