Bang.

The Fish King Sword fell from the air and fell to Yang Que's side, the blade of the Fish King Sword rolled and turned into a stick, and it was okay to make a mallet for beating clothes, but it was absolutely impossible to cut people.

Qiu Huaici's body landed, stood on the ground, and with a move of his palm, the golden light of the Haotian Sword flashed, and it returned to its original appearance, and the sword body flashed, and it automatically flew into the scabbard on his waist.

Seeing that Yang Que had been defeated, his face became gloomy and very depressed, while the faces of Yu Chong, Duanmu Longyi and others showed smiles.

Yun Shu'er slapped her father Yun Mutian on the back a few times, her jaw was raised, her eyes were defiant, and she exclaimed triumphantly: "Daddy, how is it!

Yun Mutian nodded, and said hehehe: "Amazing, amazing!"

"Amitabha!"

The tall monk preached a word of Buddha, and with a wave of his arm, a Buddha robe flew out and covered Yang Que's body, and the Buddha robe flashed and automatically put on Yang Que's body.

A small-faced Taoist priest ran over and picked up Yang Que, let Yang Que sit on the ground, leaning on him with his upper body, he probed Yang Que's nostrils with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Not dead, not dead, still breath, still breath!" The palm of his hand pressed on Yang Que's back, giving Yang Que some mystical power.

A few breaths passed.

Yang Que's body trembled, his tightly closed eyes slowly opened, that is, wow, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, he waited until he squirted out the blood that had accumulated in his chest, his breath was smoother, his eyes had a hint of brightness, and his sanity was restored.

Yang Que glanced around at the people outside the field, and finally stared at Qiu Huaici fixedly, the corners of his lips twitched, his face changed, his lips moved, and he stopped talking.

After a pause, take a break.

Yang Que grabbed the deformed Fish King Sword, pushed away the Taoist priest's palm that was about to support him, borrowed the support of the Fish King Sword, and stood up with difficulty, and then, hehe, laughed, first chuckled, then laughed, that is, he laughed wildly, laughed uncontrollably, and burst into tears with laughter.

The laughter was full of grief, remorse, and despair.

Yang Que looked around at the monk and the others again, and in the stunned gaze of everyone, in his own miserable and sad laughter, he held the Fish King Sword, staggered, and slowly walked down the Aiju Mountain, until it was far away and disappeared.

The monk and the others looked at each other, speechless for a while, thinking in their hearts that a generation of sword saints, a generation of legends, was defeated like this, and just left!

Things happened too quickly, the ending was unexpected, unreal, and gave people a feeling of unreality!

The monk paused, took a few steps forward, folded his palms, bowed to Qiu Huaici, proclaimed a Buddhist saying, and said loudly: "Qiu Alliance Lord, good means, really good means!"

Qiu Huaici glanced at the monk and said, "Monk, did you come to my Aiju Mountain just to praise me?"

The monk was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a light smile, and said, "No!"

Qiu Huaici asked, "Are you here to see people?"

The monk smiled, shook his head, and said lightly: "No!"

Qiu Huaici asked coldly: "Are you here to see the scenery?"

The monk didn't like Qiu Huaici to ask him in such a cold and sarcastic and condescending tone, so he couldn't help frowning, paused slightly, shook his head again, and said coldly: "No!"

Qiu Huaici snorted coldly, his face was frosty, his eyes were like electricity, he looked at the monk and the others, and said in a deep voice: "Monk, Qiu is not familiar with you, and I didn't invite you to come to my Aiju Mountain, you are an outsider, not at home chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha, participating in Zen and enlightenment, but breaking through my mountain gate, what do you want?"

The monk is a world-famous peerless master, the ability is good, just because of the age, forgotten, although Qiu Huaici just defeated the sword saint Yang Que, aroused his attention, but not to make him feel afraid, at this moment, he saw Qiu Huaici to him disrespectful, aggressive, in his words, all sharp hostility, a reluctant posture, self-esteem was stimulated, a little annoyed, couldn't help but sink, raised eyebrows, said: "Hehe! Qiu Huaici, I can go wherever I want, no one can stop me, I will break into your mountain gate today, what can you do with me?"

Qiu Huaici didn't squint, and said lightly: "Monk, Qiu knows that you are not small and have high skills, but if you want to win against me, you can't, your cultivation is not easy, if you don't want to ruin your reputation for a lifetime, hurry up and get out of me!"

At this time, the beggar-like obscene old man sniffed, showed a mouthful of incomplete yellow teeth, grinned, and proudly shouted: "Qiu Huaici, I admit that you do have some real skills, but your temperament is too arrogant, and you dare to call us out, do you know who we are?"

At this time, Han Tiancheng came out of the crowd, smiled indifferently, and asked Wen Yan: "If Han didn't guess wrong, you are always ten bags of beggars Wang Ran Wuyi, Ran senior!"

Ran Wuyi's wrinkled face, which was like a grapefruit peel, suddenly showed a cheerful smile, and nodded and shouted: "Little doll, your eyesight is good, you actually recognize the old decay, yes, the old decay is the beggar king Ran Wuyi!"

The beautiful woman covered her mouth and chuckled, and said, "Old Monster Ran, I didn't expect that after a thousand years, there will still be people who remember you, it seems that you have a lot of prestige!"

Ran Wuyi's expression froze, he smiled, and said humbly: "Fairy Tianyin said that he laughed, in front of your old man, the prestige of the old decay!"

Long Tianyin covered his mouth and smiled lightly, with a beautiful posture and a variety of styles, but his eyes glanced at Qiu Huaici, who was extraordinary.

The big-eyed kid dragging the ruler-shaped giant sword glared at Han Tiancheng and asked, "Little doll, since your eyesight is so good, do you know who the old man is?"

With a flattering smile on his face, he bowed to the children and the others, and shouted: "You are a six-armed demon infant veteran who moved the world and shocked the world thousands of years ago!"

The six-armed demon baby listened to the praise of the contemptuous mountain, his vanity was greatly satisfied, he nodded heavily, and grinned loudly, he was already ugly, and when he laughed, he showed a mouthful of shark teeth, and he looked even more terrible.

Lin Yuyan, Yu Chong, Gugu Lao Xian and others heard the names of Ran Wuyi, Long Tianyin, Six-armed Demon Baby and others, and when they thought of the origin of these people, their hearts trembled, their expressions changed, and they were extremely shocked.

Yun Mutian looked at Ran Wuyi and the six-armed demon baby, his expression was solemn, his brows were tightened, and he muttered: "Trouble, I didn't expect it to be these old monsters, if these old monsters also want to come and insert a lever, Qiu Huaici will be really troublesome this time!"

Yun Shu'er was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Daddy, what's the trouble? Who are these people? Are they very powerful?"

Yun Mutian looked worried, nodded, and said: "These people are so powerful, they are simply very terrifying, these old monsters have lived for thousands of years, thousands of years of Taoism, how powerful they are, needless to say, you can also imagine it!"

Yun Shu'er asked: "Daddy, I'm afraid they are not very powerful, they should still be very famous!"

Yun Mutian nodded and said, " These people turned out to be the abandoned sons of the Xiandao Xuanmen, not treated by the sect, but the cultivation is good, the spell is strong, because of the special identity, they have a grudge against the Xiandao Xuanmen, and do not interact with the demon gate, alone, self-contained, thousands of years ago, they had a whim, they gathered on the vast mountain to hold a scattered immortal conference, the competition ranking, the hegemony of the gods, these people also coincided with the meeting, after the competition, they are ranked within the ten, you think, to be able to enter the ten ranks of the scattered immortals, how powerful the martial arts should be, how loud the reputation should be！”

Yun Shu'er listened to her father's explanation of the past of Ran Wuyi and the six-armed demon baby, and became more and more curious about these strange people, and was very interested, so she pointed at the monk and shouted loudly: "Hey, bald monk, what is your name, and what the hell are you?"

Although the monk is bald, he is most taboo to be called bald, because the most poisonous word for scolding the monk is the bald donkey, although the difference between the bald donkey and the bald head is one word, but in front of the monk to call people bald, this is knowingly asked, in fact, is there any difference between this and scolding the bald donkey?

Yun Shu'er saw that the monk was not kind to Master Qiu, and she was hostile in her heart, so she asked like this, and her scolding meaning was naturally obvious.

Ran Wuyi, Six-Fingered Demon Baby, and Long Tianyin's faces changed, their brows furrowed, and their eyes shot at Yun Shu'er, if it weren't for seeing Yun Shu'er as a sinking fish and a goose, a beautiful and unparalleled little girl, who was liked, maybe she would have to make a move on Yun Shu'er immediately.

Although the monk is a monk, but this person has the most evil heart, vicious and cruel, like a snake and scorpion, although Yun Shu'er is a beautiful little girl, but when he saw Yun Shu'er insulting him, he had no pity in his heart, he stared at Yun Shu'er's eyes flashing a trace of coldness, and his murderous heart suddenly rose, and the Zen staff in his hand pointed at Yun Shu'er, and a violent mysterious force shot towards Yun Shu'er's chest.

"Presumptuous!"

Yun Mutian shouted angrily, blocking in front of his daughter, the Moyun Knife slashed into the air, the knife light flew out, and with the explosion in the air, the monk's Xuan Li was smashed by the sword light of the Moyun Knife.

The monk used sixty percent of his strength to kill Yun Shu'er, but he didn't expect that the staff power was easily cut by Yun Mutian's hand, his expression was slightly stunned, he sneered, and muttered: "Well, I didn't expect that there are two characters on the stage in this small place, interesting and interesting!" The Zen staff danced a move, and was about to attack Yun Shu'er again.

"Bald donkey, you actually dare to attack my apprentice in front of Qiu, you are really looking for death!"

Qiu Huaici saw that the monk was vicious, he was completely angry, his face sank, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, he shouted violently, his body flashed, and he swung his sword and pounced on the monk, like lightning.

"Be careful!"

Long Tianyin snorted, and hurriedly stopped Qiu Huaici, Qiu Huaici rushed to Long Tianyin's face, seeing that Long Tianyin was a woman, and she was born extremely beautiful, she felt pity, she couldn't bear to hurt her, her body spun, crossed the other party, and Haotian Sword still stabbed at the monk.

Long Tianyin stood in front of Qiu Huaici, raised the pipa slightly in one hand, and pulled the strings with the jade finger in the other, about to play the Nine Heavens Xuanyin and repel Qiu Huaici, that knew that Qiu Huaici rushed to her, took the first step, and gently pressed his finger on the string where Long Tianyin's finger was hanging, and the string was broken and could not be played, and then, his body crossed Long Tianyin, and when he crossed Long Tianyin, he also glanced at Long Tianyin.

Qiu Huaici just glanced at it casually, but Long Tianyin looked at the handsome face of Qiu Huaici who was close at hand, smelled Qiu Huaici's male breath, and looked at Qiu Huaici's cold eyes, his heart trembled, his bones were crispy, his cheeks were hot, he was actually red, he was in a trance, and he was stunned on the spot.

The monk listened to Long Tianyin's reminder, and at a glance, he saw that Qiu Huaici was acting quickly, and he had already killed him, his expression was dim, and he gave up the attack on Yun Shu'er.

The monk stabilized his body, touched his immediately swollen cheeks, his eyes were full of stars, his head was dizzy, and he was a little dazed, although he had blocked the Haotian Sword in Qiu Huaici's right hand just now, he had not prevented the slap of Qiu Huaici's left hand.