At this time, the monks were in chaos. The fierce monk, the iron arhat who released the poisonous bees, retreated in embarrassment. Li Ning and Yang Da were worried that their brother would be injured and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Kuang Yuan was about to retreat temporarily and avoid the three Yings of Qi and Lu when he suddenly heard a hoarse voice from a man behind him and whispered: "Senior Brother Kuang, I will help you!"

Kuang Yuan was overjoyed: "Mao Tai, you are here just in time. Help me take down the three of them. If you disturb Master Long Fei's practice, none of us can afford it!" Mao Tai suddenly paused and replied in a low voice, as if he was very afraid of Master Long Fei.

He had two fingers missing in his right hand. When he saw Zhou Chun's eyes, he shouted fiercely: "Zhou Chun, I originally respected you as a human being and had a kind heart to make friends with you. Unexpectedly, you turned against me so much. First, you cut off my fingers and then let me go, but immediately repent and chased me. If my master hadn't come to save me, my Mao Too long had died of a life of death!"

"Now my uncle Long Fei is here. If you retreat, you can survive and wait until I finish learning in the future. Otherwise, I will start to argue with you. Otherwise, I will start to shock my uncle's Dharma and discipline you to lose your soul and will not be reborn!"

Chen Ang heard it clearly and said in surprise: "I said no wonder Mao Tai could escape from the three Yings of Qilu and Wang Ming. It turned out that it was the golden-body Arhat Fayuan who was saved by the golden-body Arhat Fayuan, and he also hid under the Qi-handed Yacha Longfei to hang out with the demon of the Dalu Temple." He then calculated that it was the golden-body Arhat Fayuan who calculated that Mao Tai, who had a master and disciple, was in trouble, so he specially saved his life.

As for the seven-handed Yaksha Long Fei, he was not in the Feilei Cave of Wuyi Mountain and came to Yingtian City to harm the lives of those women. He used their souls to refine the eighteen wonderful Yin Demons, and combined with the Nine-Son Mother Yin Soul Sword in his hand, he could exert the power of many powerful magics.

"Fa Yuan wants him in the future. If Ciyun Temple does not have him, it may not have attracted so many remnants of Wutai Sects. Xu Feiniang is not so prestige, and only Fa Yuan, who has been loyal to the Master Hunyuan and has no previous record, can only be suppressed by those who are inferior to Ciyun Temple and become the leader of Ciyun Temple."

"And although Fayuan has made friends with many evil people, he has few evil deeds. He even claims to be self-disciplined and will not commit evil deeds if he keeps his life. The Sword of Right and Evil Mutual Sword Ciyun Temple also requires him to invite many sources to the Green Robe Ancestor and Zen Master Xiaoyue."

Chen Ang refused to take action, and quietly watched. They all knew that the seven-handed Yaksha Long Fei was the main person they were waiting for. The two demons on the field, Mao Tai had just become a disciple and did not have any powerful skills. Kuang Yuan was deceived by Zhou Chun and used the most powerful magic weapon. He was no longer a match for the Three Yings of Qilu.

But someone couldn't help it. Wang Ming became restless when he heard Mao Tai's name. He moved some distance forward and deliberately staggered the direction with Qi Lu Sanying. He first hit his nose, and the pain made his nose sore and tears flowed out. Two invisible insects sprayed out from his nose and flew towards Mao Tai.

These two insects were both magic insects he refined, one was a sleepy insect, the other was a fixed insect, the other could charm the mind, and the other could rigidify the body. Although it was not a powerful spell, it was better to hide. The two insects flew out together and drilled into Mao Tai and Kuang Yuan's noses, but they did not attract their attention.

It was not until Kuang Yuan suddenly felt a strong sense of sleepiness, and he was not standing enough under his feet. He shook his feet twice and was about to fall down. They realized that something was wrong. Kuang Yuan pinched his thighs, temporarily suppressed his sleepiness with pain, and shouted: "No! Junior Brother Mao, we have someone else's plot, go and call Uncle Long Fei!"

Mao Tai could not move, only two eyes were spinning, showing an anxious look.

As soon as Kuang Yuan gritted his teeth and wanted to shout for help, he felt that his eyes were black and his head had already flown into the sky. Wang Ming raised a long sword stained with blood from his neck, and ran towards Mao Tai without even taking care of the red gourd in his body's arms.

Not to mention that Mao Tai didn't come back to his senses, even Li Ning and the other two were a little confused. Only Chen Ang could see clearly, and chuckled, "I'm still a fascinating person!"

Wang Ming ran to Mao Tai, and before he could come back to his senses, he took his life with one sword.

The He Ling sword was sharp and cut off Mao Tai's head and was lifted by Wang Ming in his hand. Seeing the evil monks beside him as if nothing had happened, he walked straight towards the three Yings of Qilu. When Li Ning and the others arrived ten steps away, Wang Ming stood still and bowed to them, "Are Uncle Li Ning?"

Li Ning hesitated and said, "You... are you Wang Ming?"

Wang Ming didn't know what happened to him these days. In the past, a young face that wanted to be full of expressions, which made people know that his face was now indifferent and so deep. No wonder Li Ning didn't dare to recognize each other for a moment. Wang Ming threw the head in his hand and bowed to Li Ning: "I have seen my uncle, it was Wang Ming in front of him!"

After a long time, Li Ning said, "Why don't you see your uncle? He didn't get any news about you, so he was so anxious!"

Wang Ming did not answer for a long time, and finally sighed: "Wang Ming, I can't go back anymore! Please tell my uncle Li Ning to tell my uncle, and ask him to tell my old parents: Wang Ming is unfilial, let them pretend that he has never given birth to me, and then find a way to continue the Wang family's incense! They have another son in their destiny, and I am a villain, so I can only think that I have never raised it!"

Li Ning said furiously: "What are you talking about?"

Wang Ming smiled grief and angry: "Uncle Li Ning, I haven't seen you for ten months, can Wang Ming still fall into your eyes?" He turned and cried: "Do you know, what price I have paid for this?" He laughed three times, cried three times, turned around and was about to leave.

But he heard a hoarse voice shouting: "Who is crying and laughing there? Making some strange sounds disturbed me to practice!"

In a moment, a green light of sword light rose from the back of the main hall, carrying a man with a dark skin, thick joints, and cold body like a zombie more than a human being. Seeing the corpses everywhere in the Daluo Temple, Mao Tai and Kuang Yuanjun were buried on the ground, he immediately showed an extremely cruel sneer: "Kill my nephew and let me lose face in front of Fa Yuan! I will ask you to pay it back with your life!"

When the ancestor Hunyuan was in the country, Fayuan often talked about him with the rules, so Long Fei was a little dissatisfied with his senior brother. Later, he was under the White Bone God and Demon Cave of Lushan Mountain, and as the leader of the two families, he became accustomed to Fayuan, but after all, he did not turn against him. Moreover, Mao Tai, the nephew, was greedy and lustful, and his taste. Seeing that he was lying on the ground, Long Fei was furious.

The Nine-Son Mother Yin Soul Sword refined by Long Fei is a rare set of flying swords in the evil sect. There are 24 people in total. It is the most harmful set of flying swords among the Wutai sect. It is surrounded by green light and imprisoned the Nine-Son Mother Yin Demon on the sword. I don’t know how many unjust souls and spirits have been refined into the sword light.
Chapter completed!