Dragon Emperor, Martial God

“Something happened to the people of Shenzhen Mountain, we quickly climbed the mountain! ”

Together, the signal bombs have long been ambushed in the secret secrets of Longmen Mountain by well-known and righteous people, emerged from the thick forest of the mountain trenches, each carrying out light work, racing for fear before rushing to the top of the mountain.

Longmen Mountain South, there are four Dragon Tiger Mountain Taoists, respectively: Cangsong, Qixia, Cuizhu, Qingfeng four heavenly masters, each holding a dust, wearing a long sword, along the mountain road to the top of the mountain disease!

Dragon Gate Mountain North, is Shenmen Gate Young Master Tie Ming, who leads the four main guards in the door, and three iron guns of the Northwest Iron Gun Lei family: Thunderstorm, Ray King Kong, Ray Wen Xiu, together go straight to the top of the peak!

To the west of Longmen Mountain, the Kunlun Sword sent four people to climb the mountain, including Kunlun Three Swords, Purple Yang, Purple Leaf and Purple Light Three Real People, headed by a white swordsman named Li Kungou, who was not old, but looked arrogant and indifferent, holding the sword as his chest with his hands, his shoulders could not move, his legs could not bend, and he stepped on the edge of the tree rapidly, a gentle step was more than a dozen lengths away.

To the east of Longmen Mountain, there are also nine people in black who flew out of the thick forest of the gorge. It was Sun Li, vice-bishop of the Hidden Church, who took his eight masters and ran along the ridge!

“Why is everyone rushing to the mountains? Are you in a hurry to get an abortion? ”

In the south of Longmen Mountain, in a thick forest at the foot of the mountain, a young man in a robe sat on the floor at will, backed by a large tree, with a grass in his mouth, his eyes closed to a thick forest in the distance, his mouth vaguely said.

That forest is exactly where the four Tiger Mountain masters were hiding.

This young Taoist, although he looks like a superior show, his emotions are dirty, his eyes shine brightly in the night, and he blossoms with the kind of oil shine of the city well people.

Apart from this little Taoist slippery, eye-catching thief, the biggest impression I get is a word, dirty!

The blue robe on him had not been washed for a long time, had long turned dark, greasy and glowing in the dark.

His hair was long, but messy, and he put a bunch of chopsticks in his head, even if it was a dao.

On his right hand side, there was a black envelope on the ground, and the drum sac didn't know what was in it, and the envelope was lined with an eyeless peach wooden sword, which was his entire home.

At this time, this guy, representing the messy image of the Taoist world, is staring at the little dense forest in the distance, full of disdain, and expressing his dissatisfaction with anger!

“Humph! Everyone is a Taoist. Wudang Mountain flushed the old bullfork very well. If you don't want to take me with you, forget it! But the four mutts of Dragon Tiger Mountain dare to disown me. Is that how I am bullied by the Maoshan Qing sect?! ”

“Wait, you monks of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Sooner or later, I will kill Dragon Tiger Mountain and one of you will pick your mountain gates! ”

This man is the only descendant of the Maoshan Qing sect.

“Well... I may not be strong enough alone, I need to find a way to help...”

When the vent was over, he threw out the grass in his mouth and raised his right hand to his eyes. His thumb quickly strangled on the other four fingers, reading words in his mouth.

Only when the fingers are pinched and counted, can it be said that in those extremely obscene eyes, a serious colour appears.

“The big brother in Shenzhen Mountain who loves to pretend to be the one, he's definitely hung up...”

And then this guy sighed, and suddenly he said, "What's it to me if I don't die? ”

After that, he nodded and grabbed his wrapper and the obscure peach wooden sword. He stood up and looked up at the top of the mountain.

“Ling Yun, although I did come to talk to Uncle Liu Deming and Uncle Dustless, I'm just a gossip, you can't kill me! ”

“Well, it's really just an argument... we all have something to discuss, right? ”

I couldn't help but look at the top of the mountain and cheer myself up again and again, but my feet were like two nails, and I wouldn't move a step.

No wonder he stood there, facing the air in front of him, and “consulted” with Lingyun, which did not exist for half a day. On several occasions, he wanted to turn around and leave, but eventually he was still hard on his scalp and started walking one step towards the top of the mountain.

At this time, with the exception of Maoshan, all other well-known and decent masters have already rushed to the top of the mountain. The two main gates of Shaolin Wudang, who first reached the top of the mountain, pushed Lingyun and Qin Dongxue to the edge of the cliff. They surrounded the two people in a fan-shaped fashion, and the water could not be leaked!

Eight main gate pies, including six Shaolin, seven Wudang, four Kunlun Sword pies, four Dragon Tiger Mountain, five Divine Fist Gate, three Northwest Iron Thunder families, nine Haunted, four Shen Jian Mountain villages!

Plus, Maoshan disciples climbing slowly and slowly from the foot of the mountain. Tonight, there are 43 masters of the Nine Gates, surrounding Lingyun!

Qin Dongxue had already stood side by side with Lingyun. She looked at one of the righteous masters who lashed out of the darkness. She looked at the surrounding circle in front of her, and her beautiful face had already become white!

Especially when she saw that the four disciples of Shenjian Mountain went back and the four of them stared at her with a hateful sparking eye, their hearts were instantly cold.

Qin Dongxue turned her head independently and went to see the headless body sitting on the floor of the Guo school dial. Her heart was full of self-reproach and guilt. The anger filled her mouth and the bear burned!

Lingyun is right. In the eyes of Shenjian Mountain Village and Big Brother, he has long been the bait of the world's famous gateway to kill Lingyun. He is a casualty!

What are you still doing inside such a ruthless master's door? What else do you think about their survival?!

Guilt and guilt disappeared. Qin Dongxue's heart's war will climbed due to anger. He looked again at the eyes of the four disciples of Shenjian Mountain Village, naturally bringing a hint of disdain and ridicule.

Ling Yun did not, he behaved wonderfully calmly tonight, watching more and more people from each other, neither preempted nor took the initiative to fight, let alone chose to escape, he always held the Blood Demon Knife in his hand, standing quietly there, smiling, smiling at the crowd of men!

He's waiting, waiting for all the enemies to arrive, waiting for that terrible battle!

“That's him! He's Ling Yun! The black knife in his hand is the Bleeding Devil's Knife! ”

“Master Zhiyuan, Taoist Daoist, this little devil, just shot my elder brother alive! ”

“What are you all waiting for? Why don't we all go together and kill him! ”

Liu with the wind of Shenjian Mountain, the fastest to escape, and the last to return. He returned to the top of the mountain, but did not stand with his brothers and sisters. Instead, he hid behind the Shaolin and Wudang Gate factions. Ling Yun hid far away, pointing at Ling Yun like a mad dog. He fought with many people and yelled wildly.

The other three people in Shenjian Mountain were actively standing with the four people of Kunlun Jianpai. Although they did not follow the wind with their teeth, after all, the division went out to reveal his shameless behavior in person. They had to pretend not to hear, but all showed different degrees of disgust on their faces.

Ji Xiaoqing lowered his voice and kept talking to Li Kungwu, the proud white swordsman of the Kunlun sword pie.

Li Kungwu held his chest with his hands and held his sword like a baby in his arms. He nodded his head once in a while. Suddenly he felt Liu with the wind yelling harshly. He frowned slightly. He scolded: “Liu with the wind, shut up. It is not your turn to talk here! ”

Liu Jiefeng was shouting terribly, heard Li Kungwu's reprimand, suddenly he stood still, he had a heart to rebut, but thought of Li Kungwu's power realm, and the powerful background behind him, suddenly quietly shut up, no longer dare to speak, also accompanied by a smiling face thrown at Li Kungwu.

Li Kungwu didn't even look at Liu Jiefeng. After listening to Ji Xiaoqing, he couldn't help but look at him with interest. He weighed Ling Yun twice.

Ling Yun nodded at him and smiled.

Li Kungwu frowned and looked impatient.

At this moment, a magnificent Buddha sounded: "Amitabha Buddha! ”

The first to rush to the top of the mountain, the monk dressed in a shawl and holding a zen wand, walked out of the crowd and came to the scene to chant the Buddha.

His voice, though not high, was magnificent, and instantly he pressed down the noisy speech around him, clearly into the ears of everyone present, to see his Buddha's sophisticated and powerful.

Ling Yun saw that someone had finally spoken. He smiled lightly and turned to Qin Dongxue first and said: “Auntie, you just stand here and don't move. If anyone dares to attack you in secret, he will die. ”

Lingyun's voice was not high, but darkly carried out the dragon tsunami. The sound was also transmitted into the ears of every master martial artist around him, shocking.

Famous Gate decent everyone shocked, Lingyun is surrounded by more than 40 masters, there are only two of them, how can they still show such confidence?!

Qin Dongxue smiled softly and tidied up Lingyun's nightgown with his own hands. “Be careful, you bastard. Tonight, Auntie will fight alongside you. ”

Ling Yun knew that Qin Dongxue had completely figured it out. He smiled brilliantly and grabbed Qin Dongxue's snowflake softly with his hands up.

Qin Dongxue blushed. Instinctively, he tried to pull his hand out, but it didn't succeed. He had to give up and felt his heart beat a little faster.

Ling Yun let go and flew all the way into the field, holding the right hand of the Bleeding Devil's Knife and rushing to the ground!

Boo!

The Bleeding Demon knife plunges into the ground with a sheath and goes more than a foot deep.

Ling Yun stood against his hand and looked at the tall and powerful monk in front of him. He lifted his chin. "Sign up! ”

The monk stood alone in front of his chest and gave a slight bow to Lingyun. "The poor monk is the guardian of Shaolin Temple Damo Hall, Mingyuan. ”

Liu followed the wind for half a day, Ling Yun knew that he was Zhiyuan Zen master, so he smiled lightly: “Master Zhiyuan, look at the situation tonight, if I don't fight, I won't leave? ”

Master Zhiyuan was slightly stunned and dumbfounded: “Lingyun Xiaoshi did speak directly, but he could still not fight. ”

Lingyun hey hey laughed: “My principle is different from that of a master. If you can solve a problem with a phone call, just hit it. ”

Master Zhiyuan stared at Lingyun for half a day and suddenly said: “Little benefactor, put down the slaughter knife and stand as a Buddha. ”

Ling Yun looked down and looked up. He said positively: "Master, my knife has been put down. ”

Master Zhiyuan said: "But the poor monk knows that the little benefactor will surely pull it out again. ”

Lingyun laughed: “I'm too tired not to fight the master. Yes, I will pull it out, and when the demon knife comes out of its sheath, people die. ”