Chapter 12 Martial Arts Master

Towering Kungo.

The clouds stand tall and tall, and the mountain road winds up.

It's different from the past.

The mountain road is densely populated with warriors, and a mountain road is red and blood-red from the bottom up.

One step at a time.

Ten steps and ten kills.

The blood is soaked in the earth, and the swords and swords are colorful and gorgeous.

The tiger carries the coffin in the center.

Xiao Liyue opened the way ahead.

Bats and eagles are divided into left and right.

After Gong Ling held the knife.

The five people are one heart, there is no other thought, just upward.

The tiger adjusted the coffin and carried it on his back, holding an iron pestle.

The iron pestle is swung left and right, and it is overwhelming.

There were too many people.

The bats and the Ma Ying are also at the level of the good players in the rivers and lakes, but they can't stand it at this time, and from time to time someone breaks through their defense line and attacks the middle.

Tear up for a day.

It's not just bats and eagles that can't keep up.

Even Xiao Liyue and Gong Ling are also wheezing.

The five of them all understand that if they continue to fight, they will only die.

However.

The five of them have no regrets.

This is the recklessness of the rivers and lakes, the righteous word is picked on one shoulder, but life and death are ignored.

"Gong Ling, you are already at the end of the crossbow, quickly abandon the sword, my horizontal knife gate can still be taken in you!" Jiang Shifang, the master of the horizontal knife gate, shouted loudly.

The reason why he said this is clear to Jiang Shifang.

If it weren't for Gong Ling's mercy, his corpse would have been cold a long time ago.

Not only did he not die, but he was a disciple of the Hengdao Sect, although he had a knife wound, he did not die.

Jiang Shifang wanted to leave a way for Gong Ling to live, and also add a member of his own combat power.

Gong Ling shook her body and straightened up, looked at Jiang Shifang calmly and said:

"Door master, I will call you the door master again, if you step forward again, don't blame Gong Ling for being ruthless. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Shifang stomped his feet and shouted, "Gong Ling, what benefits did that Xiangtian smile give you, let you die like this!!"

Shaking his head, Gong Ling seemed to recall the scene of fleeing with Xiang Tianxiao when he was a child.

The big husband has something to do, something not to do, righteousness and kindness, and there should be a trade-off.

With a cold sawtooth knife, Gong Ling said coldly:

"Brothers of the Hengdao Gate, if anyone takes another step forward, Hugh blames Gong for not remembering the old feelings, and when I bury the senior brother in charge, Gong will be scraped by a thousand knives. ”

Words have been said, and it is useless to say more.

Gong Ling's strong crossbow body burst out with a strong fighting intent!

Faced with this, Jiang Shifang involuntarily took a step back.

Jiang Shifang waved his hand and said loudly:

"That's it, I'll quit the Horizontal Knife Gate!"

After speaking, Jiang Shifang didn't look back, and led a group of disciples to leave.

Suddenly, Kunwu Mountain and the others looked at each other.

When I was young, there were already people who quietly retreated.

Seeing this, a black-faced man jumped out and shouted:

"Listen, all the sects, if you let them go today, there will be no place for us to stand in Kunwu Mountain, only to ...... Uh......"

A flying grab has already killed the black-faced man's throat.

As soon as the chains tightened, the flying claws were retracted, and Ma Ying gasped strongly, and said:

"Kill or retreat, there's a lot of nonsense!"

I don't know who shouted:

"They're no longer good!

In an instant, the crowd shouted:

"Kill them and avenge Master!"

"Avenge my brother!"

"Give back my junior brother's life!"

Under the First World War, the Kunwu faction had formed a mortal enmity with the various factions in Kunwu Mountain.

Another scuffle.

The five of them hung their own colors and retreated to the coffin.

The various factions of Kunwu Mountain surrounded each other.

Looking around, with a hateful look on their faces, Xiao Liyue wore a cloak of hair, slightly tilted her head, and whispered:

"Tigress, let's go, take advantage of the strength you still have, and kill out. ”

Tigress laid the coffin flat, wiped the blood from it, shook his head, and replied softly:

"At the beginning, Xiang Zhangmen didn't abandon us and leave. ”

"The eldest sister is right, it's a big deal, and if you go to Huangquan, there are more people and it will be more lively. "The bat interface said.

Xiao Liyue nodded, and then said, "Third Senior Brother, do you still have any strength left?"

"Senior sister, don't persuade me. Gong Ling said dissatisfied.

Shaking her head, Xiao Liyue threw her sword to the ground.

Slowly walking to the coffin and touching her hair, Xiao Liyue whispered:

"I want to comb my hair, and when I go below, the senior brother in charge will not like it when he sees me like this. ”

"Hahaha~~~~~!"

Gong Ling laughed out loud, turned around behind Xiao Liyue, slashed the knife again, and said in a loud voice:

"Senior sister just dresses up, I see that there is one who dares to disturb me without opening his eyes. ”

As soon as the words fell, the three of them protected Xiao Liyue inside.

Fight and fight.

Outside, the sound of Jin Ming's exchange of blows was endless.

Inside, Xiao Liyue pushed open the lid of the coffin, looked at the faces of the people in the coffin, closed her eyes and wept, and opened her teeth lightly:

"Senior brother, are you lonely down there? Yue'er will come in a moment. ”

............

In front of the door of life and death.

A silver-haired figure, eyes closed, flickering, almost transparent.

Inside the door, the red light waves, setting off the red flame and red waves!

Left white, right black.

Under the two flags, the numbers flew up.

Black, it's the Divine Fist.

White, there are people who died in vain in the rouge village.

Because, the Divine Fist Hall was considered to be the team that saved Yang Xiao at the beginning, and Xiang Tianxiao was also counted as a team.

At the same time, the number of black and white has been increasing, and it is estimated that it should be contributed by the factions on Kunwu Mountain!

I only heard that the faint voice of the door of life and death rose again:

"The Lord will pour, count in black and white, and increase his longevity. ”

Slowly, Xiang Tianxiao's body began to solidify.

Silver hair fluttering.

Keep your eyes open!

............

"Senior brother, are you lonely down there? Yue'er will come in a moment. ”

Suddenly!

A big hand stretched out from the coffin, caressing the beauty's tears.

A voice came from the coffin:

"My sister doesn't cry. ”

"Corpse !!"

I don't know who screamed, and the people of the Kunwu Mountain faction hurriedly retreated.

Xiang Tianxiao sat up from the coffin.

Looking at a few familiar faces, everyone was hurt.

At this time, they were all in tears, but there was no surprise at all.

"I'm sorry, I've slept a little longer. Xiang Tianxiao apologized.

Gong Ling's whole person was in an inexplicable excitement, and she responded stupidly: "Soon, just right." ”

Coming out of the coffin, Xiang Tianxiao grabbed Gong Ling's head, and hugged his junior sister with one hand, but he was facing the tiger and said sincerely:

"Tough ...... The love of protecting the coffin, I will never forget it with a smile to the sky. ”

The fat woman with a fierce face, but at this time, she had a little more shyness in her daughter's family, and her round and fat body was blessed, and responded:

"It's important to the head, I will return to my surname Shentu and call me Jiaojiao. ”

Xiang Tianxiao nodded, patted the back of his junior brother and sister again, and took Gong Ling's cold and glamorous saw with his hand.

Looking at the bat and the horse eagle gratefully, the two nodded in response.

Picked up the lady's sword on the ground, smiled to the sky, left and right sword, and stood on the spot.

Look around.

Xiang Tian smiled at the blood on the ground, took a breath, lowered his eyes and said coldly:

"Within three breaths, those who abandon weapons will not be killed. ”

The people of Kunwu Mountain have not yet reacted.

Three breaths have passed!

Xiang Tianxiao's eyes widened suddenly, his silver hair was windless, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The swords came out together, and the mouth roared:

"Whoever hurts my Kunwu faction, die!"

Dead word exit.

The crimson knife is like a match!

10,000 cold plums flying!

The fire is accompanied by plums, and the red light and cold air intersect and weave.

A massacre begins!

......

In the rivers and lakes, the cultivation is up to 30 years, can adjust yin and yang, double cultivation inside and outside, and melt the twelve canons of the Dantian Jiangxin Palace, and the eight veins of the main wonder of the Dantian Jade Palace.

It is often referred to as: the fusion period, or the small adult realm.

Also known as: martial arts master.