Duanfa struck out with a palm, the palm wind with a terrible scream, like a demon wailing and crying, straight to the black-clothed masked man, the masked man was supposed to stand up and block the move, but at this time he suddenly withdrew his hand, and took the palm with his chest, but saw the black-clothed man's chest shining brightly, and a Tai Chi wheel like a heart shield appeared, and the Tai Chi wheel rotated drippingly, barely resolving part of the palm power, but Rao was so, this palm still hit the black-clothed man and flew upside down like a broken paper kite.

The change only happened at the moment when the rabbit fell, Li Hanguang's face changed, and he said, "Capture him." As he spoke, Li Hanguang pointed to the incantation, and the Xuanli urged it, and suddenly tore open a hole in the isolation array in front of him, and at the same moment, two figures that were faster than lightning took advantage of the gap to drill into the array.

Mu Zixuan's purple shadow was like a charm, and he appeared behind the man in black on tiptoe, and shot against the back of the man in black, the man in black who was still flying upside down turned into a right angle and fell straight down, and was brought back to the ground by Mu Zixuan, and when his feet landed, the bricks and stones under his feet stretched and cracked like a spider web.

And Ying Feifei's sword qi was like a rainbow, and he stepped forward with a sword, stabbing at the Duanfa monk, Duanfa's expression changed slightly, probing the city claws, grabbing the sword blade with a gloved hand, and then heard a "snort-la-" piercing friction sound, the Xingji sword and the glove actually rubbed out dazzling sparks, after the Xingji sword was "washed forward", the edge was sharp, but the gloves made of filaments were not broken. Finally, the sword edge was handed forward half a foot, and he was no longer able to advance, and was firmly clamped by the Duanfa monk's big hand, and Ying Feiyang did not grab the sword, nor did he urge the real force, but just maintained this posture to confront the Duanfa monk.

The Duanfa monk, who has always been like an angry-eyed Vajra, did not see any anger at this time, and under the silver moonlight, his indifferent face was a little solemn. said flatly: "The hospitality of the Shangqing faction is an eye-opener, I don't know which Shangqing master has to be over there." ”

When the man in black heard this, he smiled, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, wetting his face with a towel. At the same time, his body suffocated like a leaky ball, his waistline did not change much, but his height was a little shorter. At this time, when the face towel was removed, a pale and haggard face was revealed, and it was Du Ruxue, a disciple of the Shangqing faction.

Monk Duanfa glanced in the direction of Li Hanguang and said, "Daoist Li, won't you come to explain?"

Du Ruyu coughed up blood, suddenly pulled open the placket on his chest, and said: "Why don't you explain it first, where did you learn this feminine and weird palm strength." But I saw that Du Ruyu's slightly obese chest was imprinted with a palm print, the palm print was extremely light, just a little darker than the surrounding skin, and it looked like it would soon dissipate, but the strength was all under the skin, spreading along the tendons, and there were insects wriggling between the skin and flesh. It's hard to believe that such a feminine palm power was left by the Duanfa monk, a person as fierce as King Kong.

Looking at this rather terrifying injury, the Duanfa monk wrote lightly: "The skills learned by accident in the early years are not worth a damn, and it is also strange that the Taoist chief hid his head and covered his face to joke with the poor monk, the poor monk only thinks that you are the murderer of Sima Zhenren, and you lose your sense of proportion." ”

Du Ruzhi said again: "Master Duanfa is hiding such a stunt, why don't you say it when the palace examines my master's body?"

Duan Fa said: "Although there are not many feminine palms in the world, there are still more than ten kinds, and the poor monk is lucky enough to meet one of them, and it is not worth showing off, and in that situation in the hall, everyone is suspicious, and it is difficult to prove his innocence.

Du Ruzhi said: "You monk, you look reckless, and your arguments are very orderly, but if you have a lotus tongue, you can fool the matter of the palm of the law, but what is the explanation for the snake silk of the six great treasures of the Black Sect in your hand?"

"Master Duan's nephew, you may explain?" A gentle voice came suddenly, and I saw where the voice came from, a withered old monk dragged the old step method, but it was Master Kuming.

Li Hanguang said vigilantly: "It's dark at night, I don't know why the master is here?"

"The poor monk was in the room, but he felt that the suatile power of the sentient beings in the Shangqing sect was condensed in one direction, and the poor monk only came here to see what was going on when someone attacked, but he didn't expect to see such a scene. ”

Ying Feiyang heard this, and suddenly said in his heart: "In order to hide his identity, Daoist Du did not use the exercises he was good at, he was originally at a disadvantage, but in an instant, he turned defeat into victory, and successfully forced out the hidden moves of the Duanfa monk. And this old monk is far away, but he can still perceive it, and his cultivation is really far from me. ”

When the Duanfa monk saw Ku Ming coming, his face showed helplessness and he closed his eyes and was silent.

Du Ruyu said sharply: "If he can't explain, I'll explain it for him, the third disciple of the Black Master of the Western Regions - Song Chama, I have recognized your identity, how long do you have to disguise yourself!"

On the main hall of the Shangqing faction, although it was night, the lights were lit again, and the five Taoists of the Shangqing faction, Master Kuming, Princess Yuzhen, plus Mu Zixuan and Ying Feiyang, all attended, surrounding the Duanfa monk in the center of the hall.

Black Sect, through Du Ruxue's explanation, Ying Feiyang has a little more understanding of this unfamiliar name. The Western Regions are a hundred countries, there are many religions, and the Black Sect is one of the most powerful sects, which is based on the Witch Religion, and the concept of the ancient Buddha Tantra is mixed, and the god of faith is the great black god who symbolizes the war. Therefore, it has the primitive, bloody, and barbaric nature of Wiccanism. There was also the extreme fanaticism of early Buddhism, and the believers hyped up the fanatical acts of hanging iron hooks, peeling the skin of scriptures, and burning themselves to sacrifice to the gods, and those who resisted their actions were all pagans, and it was the best blood sacrifice for them to worship the great black gods.

Among the six great treasures of the Black Sect, the human head wooden fish, the leg bone flute, and the dead soul skin drum are all made of the corpses and bones of the pagan sect masters who died in the hands of the Black Sect. In the legend of the Black Sect, the Great Black God has six arms and three eyes, a blue and black body, with human bone prayer beads, wearing tiger skin, emitting flames of fire all over the body, and a big flower snake is wrapped around his neck.

One day, the big flower snake was tempted by the pagan evil god, bitten the big black sky, when the black sky was immediately furious, although the fire on the body was full of anger, burning the flower snake, the flower snake wanted to escape, but was pinched by the big black sky head and tail, could not escape, and finally was burned by the anger for seven days and seven nights, leaving only a filament calcined by the snake's skin. This filament is extremely sharp, the sword is indestructible, looking at this is only half a zhang, but the extensibility is excellent, enough to stretch a hundred miles, so it was given to the Black Sect Patriarch by the Great Black Heaven as a weapon to cut off the enemy's head.

Just listening to Du Ruxue's introduction, Ying Feiyang couldn't help but shudder, and hated the barbaric and bloody religion.

And Du Ruxue's statement has also reached the final stage: "I was active in the Western Regions in my early years, nominally called a ranger, but in fact I was just doing some escort to and from caravans in exchange for some life money, and I have seen you from afar a few times, but at that time you were already an apprentice of the master of the Black Sect, and I was still at the level of a martial artist, and I had never been in contact with the way of heaven, so I was not qualified to enter your eyes." How could he have thought that decades later, they would meet in Luoyang, which is hundreds of miles away from the Western Regions. ”

Ying Feiyang listened to Du Ruzhi's words, and then looked at the Duanfa monk, and after a closer look, he found that he was born a little differently than the Han people, but his beard and hair were all shaved, and he couldn't see the original hair color, and his own appearance was also rough, covering up the alien characteristics of a high nose and deep eyes, plus his official words were correct and round, better than some Han people, only his eyeballs were slightly browner than others. If it weren't for Du Ruzhi's reminder, it would have been difficult for anyone to notice that he was a person of a different race.

"When I first saw you, I said that I was familiar with you, but after many years, your appearance has changed greatly, so I didn't think deeply but didn't want me to be negligent at this time, and let you hurt the master. Sonchama, do you still dare to deny it!"

"I just want to be a Duanfa monk, but after all, I still can't do it?" Duanfa monk clasped his hands together and whispered to himself, then sighed, raised his head, and his eyes were full of light, as if he had changed people, and said, "That's right, I am the former Black Sect apologetic disciple Song Chama!"

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