Chapter 46: The Master Comes Together
In the arena.
The flying dust gradually fell, revealing the standing Jinlun Fawang.
At this moment, the gray stone floor under his feet has been overturned, exposing the wet soil.
Jinlun stood in the dirt, his expression was normal, he didn't say a word, as if nothing happened.
"Okay, Jinlun only has your two brushes, so don't hold on to it, I don't count on you anyway."
A voice came from the courtyard wall.
Everyone looked together and saw a Tibetan monk standing by the courtyard wall.
Wearing a blood-red monk's robe, this person has a round figure, a kind appearance, and a smile. He looks benevolent and kind-eyed, which has a hint of Maitreya Buddha in it, but when he is swept by his eyes, he feels inexplicable discomfort in his heart.
Seeing this person appear, Jin Lun's expression turned ugly, and he swallowed the blood that was stuck in his throat.
"How about a tie?"
Looking at the red-robed Tibetan monk who suddenly appeared, Guo Jing's brow showed some hesitation.
Just now Guo Jing was also slightly injured.
What he was hesitant about was that if he didn't agree, Jinlun would continue to attack, and he would consume his internal energy one after another.
At that time, how should I deal with the ill-intentioned master at the courtyard wall.
"That would be a tie."
Hearing this, Jin Lun breathed a sigh of relief.
"I still have something important to do, so let's go first."
As soon as the words fell, Jin Lun left the ring, looking for a place to heal his injuries.
clatter——
The red-robed Tibetan monk's robe fluttered, and he came to Jinlun and others with lightness kung fu.
"Uncle."
"Uncle."
Huo Dou and Daerba bowed their heads to say hello, cold sweat poured from their temples, they were extremely respectful.
"Hehe, I will send you a meeting gift."
Yang Lian Zhenjia responded with a smile, and took out the bone Buddha string on his arm.
"Don't dare, dare not, how dare my nephew take gifts from my uncle."
Huo Dou's clothes were covered with sweat, and they quickly refused, which made the smile on Yang Lian Zhenjia's face become more kind.
"It seems that Jinlun is a good disciple of you? Hehehe..."
Yang Lian Zhenjia patted the shoulder of Jinlun Fawang, whose face was becoming increasingly ugly, then turned around and sat on Jinlun's chair just now.
"Who are you!"
Seeing Yang Lianzhenjia's way of treating Lujiazhuang as his own, Lu Guanying, the owner of the villa, stood up.
Yang Lian Zhenjia looked a little surprised, looked at Lu Guanying's eyes, and said with disdain: "What are you? You dare to ask questions? Get lost!"
"you!!"
This naked humiliation immediately made Lu Guanying's face turn blue with anger, wishing he could be beheaded on the spot.
Yang Lianzhenjia ignored it, and after seeing the Quanzhen Taoist priest, his thoughts changed, and he shouted:
"Several Taoist priests of the Quanzhen sect, Your Majesty summoned Daoist Changchunzi to meet him over and over again, but you all refused.
The next time you have a summons, don't be ignorant, otherwise... Your Majesty will be angry, and you Quanzhen Sect may also consider moving south. "
choking langlang——
"Monk, die!"
Hao Datong yelled angrily, and drew his sword out. With a quick flick of his wrist, one sword produced three swords, which is exactly the Quanzhen sect's one-energy-transformation-three-purity swordsmanship.
Yang Lian Zhenjia sat motionless on the chair, not paying attention to the sharp long sword.
call out--
The sound of shuttles sounded, Hao Datong's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly swung his sword back to defend.
when--
The long sword bent, Hao Datong was also repelled by the flying embroidery needle, leaving long footprints.
"Dongfang Hierarch, Blood Knife, next I invite you, and some friends who are coming soon, to continue discussing with this former Golden Knife Prince Consort about the affiliation of this martial arts leader."
Yang Lian Zhenjia got up, bowed solemnly towards Dongfang Bubai, and then sat down.
Obviously, they are all innate masters, and there are differences.
Dongfang Bubai wore a grimace mask, and her figure was enchanting and charming. She sat on the eaves without saying a word, staring at everyone playfully, revealing a domineering arrogance.
She was originally embroidering at Heimuya, and comprehending the Sunflower Canon. She heard that the leader of the martial arts would be elected in this Great Victory Gate. Although she was a little interested, she felt that the journey was far away and troublesome, so she didn't plan to come.
But someone came up the mountain to invite her and brought a gift that she couldn't refuse, so she gave that person a face.
This time, whether she makes a move or not depends entirely on her interest.
The Patriarch Xuedao is an old Tantric monk with a red robe, white beard, white hair, scarlet pupils, thin body like a skeleton, and pale skin.
As soon as he appeared, he couldn't stop laughing strangely. He looked at a famous heroine present with a wretched expression. After he turned his eyes to Huang Rong, who was in her thirties and had the aura of a superior person, she couldn't take her eyes away. , couldn't stop licking his lips.
Making Huang Rong feel sick, she squeezed her sleeves tightly.
This does not require the appearance of an innate master like Qian. The Song warriors present are all silent, not knowing what to do, they can only cast their eyes on their spiritual pillar-Guo Jing.
At this moment, Guo Jing frowned thickly, and a little sweat overflowed from his palms. He also felt that it was difficult, and there was also a sense of powerlessness that he himself hadn't noticed.
"All the masters are gathered today, how can I miss Xixia Yipintang?"
The voice was extremely weird and dull.
But it was clearly transmitted to the courtyard, obviously the person who came here is not weak in internal strength.
As the words fell, Duan Yanqing, with gray temples, holding an iron staff, and a stern face, appeared with the four villains.
This time, there was no innate master.
But among the four villains, there is plenty of evil—Duan Yanqing.
He has cleared one of the three barriers of spirit, energy and spirit many years ago, and he is regarded as a top (super-class) master, and his strength should not be underestimated.
The other three villains, although they are only second-rate and first-rate, are old fritters who have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and they are obviously here to smash things.
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, with boundless magic power and great supernatural powers, can control the Central Plains!"
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, with boundless magic power and great supernatural powers, can control the Central Plains!"
...
Accompanied by the sound of cheers and compliments, a tall, silver-haired old man with a feather fan walked into the lobby surrounded by a group of third-rate warriors.
"The old fairy also wants to fight for the position of the leader of the martial arts today, Guo Xiaoer, who do you want to be challenged first?"
Ding Chunqiu had a calm demeanor, with a bit of a smile on his face, looking like a senior.
In the arena.
Guo Jing looked around, feeling more and more heavy.
He didn't know that this was targeting himself, and he didn't know that this was targeting the precarious Song Dynasty.
But besides carrying it to the death, does he have any other options?
Lobby entrance, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com looked at Guo Jing, who was being watched covetously, Huang Rong's lavender shirt was already wet with sweat, and her heart seemed to be jumping out of her throat.
"Brother Zhu, go to the backyard quickly and ask Chief Qiao to come out. These evil people have malicious intentions, and Brother Guo can't handle it alone."
Zhu Ziliu also felt that there was a big stone on his heart, knowing that today was a day of great danger, so he hurriedly responded and left quickly.
Huang Rong took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
"Could it be that you people want to fight with wheels! This is too shameless..."
The voice did not fall.
call out--
call out--
call out--
Three times in a row, there were sounds of piercing through the air, and they flew towards Huang Rong who spoke.
Huang Rong's expression changed suddenly, and just as she was about to force her luck to dodge, she saw Song Yuanqiao from Wudang blocking all the flying needles with his sword.
"Old Freak Ding, shameless sneak attack, is this your demeanor as a senior?"
Ding Chunqiu was smiling, his face was neither red nor his heart was beating, and his feather fan swayed from time to time.
"It turned out to be Song Xiaoer from Wudang, if your master, the old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng came over, the old fairy would still give him some face.
can you? What is it?
The old fairy taught a girl doll who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, do you need to talk too much? Don't you want to try the old fairy's transformation technique? "
Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao's fingers gripping the hilt of the sword turned slightly white, and he was extremely angry.
Seeing Ding Chunqiu's display of supernatural power, the disciples he brought immediately began to wave their flags and cheer.
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, with boundless magic power and great supernatural powers, can control the Central Plains!"
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, with boundless magic power and great supernatural powers, can control the Central Plains!"
...
Ding Chunqiu was very satisfied with what he heard, he couldn't stop waving his feather fan, extremely arrogant.