If it is in normal times, Dao Wujian disdains to join forces with others, but at this moment, Dao Wuji's internal injuries have not healed, and there is a feeling of powerlessness with one enemy and two.

Master Tianlong and Yi Qingfeng are both old and sophisticated, and neither of them is sure to catch the rumored "Soul Breaking Knife", because they dare not fight with Dao Wuji, and only fight by Dao Wuji's side.

You retreat and I advance, and you attack and defend me.

The two of them performed the light body exercises, and they left as soon as they touched it, just not to give the knife a chance to perform the "Soul Breaking Knife".

The two of them play like this, because after fighting for a period of time, they found that the internal force of the knife is not as strong as rumored, and it is even inferior to themselves.

Several people watching the battle saw Yi Qingfeng and Master Tianlong shuttling around Dao Wujian like butterflies, and after a little thought, they understood the wishful thinking of the two.

Not only did the people watching the battle understand, but Dao Wujian also knew the intentions of Master Tianlong and Yi Qingfeng.

Dao Wujian slashed more than ten knives in one breath, forced the two back, and sneered: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes how powerful the beggar gang is, today I saw the elder hiding in Tibet, this hand of "Escape Divine Skill" is superb, which makes Dao Mou's eyes opener, haha......"

laughed for a moment, and then said: "When I met people in the future, Dao boasted to others about how good your beggars' "Escape Magic" was, hehe...... When the time comes, the prestige of the beggars will surely rise. ”

Dao Wuji's sneering words were harsh and ugly.

In the rivers and lakes, the vast majority of people regard reputation as more important than their lives, especially the famous and upright, and the reputation, honor and disgrace of the sect are above the reputation of the individual, and it is not allowed to be blasphemed by others.

Dao Wujian not only satirized Yi Qingfeng, but also insulted the beggars.

Yi Qingfeng was furious when he heard this, even if he died, he couldn't tarnish the prestige of the beggar gang.

"The surname is Dao, the old man fought with you. Yi Qingfeng said angrily.

Master Celestial Dragon exclaimed, "No. ”

Where did Yi Qingfeng listen to it, he roared and pounced on the knife Wuji, with a move with his left hand "Poor Bird into His Arms", and a move with his right hand "Fish Ascending Dragon Gate", one left and one right, one up and down, all the tricks he used were desperate.

Dao Wujian snorted coldly, although his internal injuries had not healed, so that the power of the "Soul Breaking Knife" was greatly reduced, but the sharpness and subtlety of the "Soul Breaking Knife" was by no means something that Yi Qingfeng's people could catch.

The sword light is like a match, carrying a terrifying might.

A knife to break the soul and cut off a person's life, just one knife.

Several people present felt a chill to the bone, and couldn't help but tremble.

Everyone else felt that way, not to mention Yi Qingfeng, who bore the brunt of it.

Yi Qingfeng's heart trembled, the cold hair on his body stood on end, even so, he did not flinch, he had already made up his mind to die, even if he died, he would protect the prestige of the beggar gang.

This knife is fast and ruthless, faster than lightning, as sharp as the wind.

It's an irresistible sword, and almost everyone has this thought.

"Knife boy, be merciful. ”

A loud and familiar voice came from inside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, the knife Wujian retracted the knife momentum, and the soul breaking knife turned, and the back of the knife slapped on Yi Qingfeng's chest fiercely.

Yi Qingfeng screamed miserably as if he was struck by lightning, his body flew back like a kite with a broken line, and as soon as he landed, he opened his mouth and squirted out with a "poof".

The two little beggars hurriedly ran over and helped Yi Qingfeng up.

Follow the prestige!

I saw a burly figure walking out of the main hall, and the person who came turned out to be Helian, the sect leader of the Huangquan Sect, to intercede.

"Amitabha. Master Tianlong looked at Helian and said with self-reproach: "The poor monk is incompetent, and he has disappointed the benefactor. ”

Helian returned the salute with a wry smile: "Master doesn't have to blame himself, plant the cause of yesterday, get the fruit of today, everything in the dark has a certain number, but it is under the phase, so that Elder Yi and the master are very ashamed." ”

Master Tenryu said, "Amitabha. ”

Helian interceded and said: "It's just that I have no eyes and no beads, and I believe in the villain by mistake, and I have been disturbed a lot in the past few days, so I will leave." ”

Dao Wujian froze in place, listening to the conversation between the two, as if he had done something wrong.

Suddenly, Dao Wujian discovers a terrifying thing.

Since he said goodbye to Helian in a hurry at the Mountain Temple, Dao Wujian couldn't tell whether Helian's intercession in front of him was true or false.

Helian glanced at Dao Wujian coldly and walked towards Chen Ruhua.

Master Tianlong led Yi Qingfeng and a few people towards the main hall.

No one paid attention to the knife without stains.

The knife was stunned, Zhang Chaifeng ran over, and the two looked at each other, not yet figuring out what was going on in front of them.

Dao Wujian opened his mouth and shouted, "Stop. ”

The two groups present were stunned, and they all turned around and looked at Dao Wuji.

Master Tianlong wondered and said, "Amitabha, is there anything else to do with the donor?"

Dao Wujian said coldly: "The master's memory is inevitably too bad. ”

"The poor monk is stupid, and he asks the donor to make it clear. Master Tianlong said.

"Friends below, please hand it over to the master. Dao Wujian said.

Master Tianlong and Yi Qingfeng glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes, and at this time they realized that there seemed to be a wrongful fight.

Master Tianlong asked, "Who is the benefactor's friend?"

Dao Wujian said: "One woman, and three men. ”

Master Tianlong said curiously: "The poor monk is strange, the benefactor's friend is gone, why do you want to come to the poor monk?"

Dao Wujian also sensed that something was wrong, and said: "Someone saw that my friend was robbed by the master, otherwise, I wouldn't have rushed to Tianlong Temple." ”

"Amitabha, good, good. Master Tianlong said: "The poor monk swore in the name of the Buddha that he would never do the evil deeds in the mouth of the benefactor. ”

A Buddhist disciple swears in the name of the Buddha, which is more serious.

Dao Wujian said, "Really?"

Master Tianlong said: "The poor monk has been in the temple for the past few days, and he has never come down the mountain, so how can he rob the benefactor's friends? Not to mention that the poor monk and the benefactor's friends have no grievances, why should they rob them?"

Zhang Chaifeng said hatefully: "Okay, it turns out that the shopkeeper is lying to us." ”

Dao Wujian said, "Can the master go down the mountain with us and confront the shopkeeper?"

When it comes to his reputation, Master Tianlong said: "The poor monk has this intention, and he also asks the donor to lead the way." ”

Helian understood the intercession, and after a long time, it turned out to be a misunderstanding, Helian interceded and handed Dao Wujian an apologetic look, couldn't help sighing, his arms shook, and he swept down the mountain first.

(End of chapter)