Jinlun Dharma King, who was meditating in the room, heard the chirping of the eagle immediately. He suddenly opened his eyes and thought to himself: "Where did the chirping of the eagle come from?"
Before he could figure it out, he heard Zhuang Ding's frightened shouting from outside the door: "National Master! That man is coming! He is coming!"
Upon hearing this, the Dharma King's pupils shrank suddenly, his body shook and he disappeared into the room.
Zhuang Ding ran all the way to the entrance of the villa into the inner hall, shouting at the top of his lungs wherever he passed. Many tourists who were still resting in the side rooms were also awakened by him one by one.
"what happened?"
"I don't know, let's go out and have a look."
Soon, many side rooms were opened wide, and people came out of the houses to check. They saw a group of people headed by Jinlun Dharma King walking quickly towards the gate of the village. Xiaoxiangzi, Nimoxing and others were suddenly there.
In another courtyard, when Ouyang Feng heard the cries of the eagles, he spread out his body and rushed outside. As soon as he came out, he saw Yang Guo and his men running towards him quickly.
"What happened?"
"Grand Master, it's Brother Dongzhang, he's here." Yang Guo was no stranger to the cry of the eagle. That day, the divine eagle was fighting against Guo Jing's two eagles at the Sword Tomb. He pressed the two big white eagles to the ground and rubbed them fiercely.
, Yang Guo was lucky enough to witness that shocking scene at the scene, and naturally he couldn’t hear it wrong.
Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed when he heard this, and then he quickly walked out of the courtyard: "Let's go."
Under the leadership of Ouyang Feng, the Baituoshan people rushed to the village gate.
The same thing was happening everywhere in Nashi Villa. Everyone was awakened by the loud call of the eagle, and rushed out of the room one after another.
At this time, it was just dawning, and there was still a lot of heavy fog outside. The two village men guarding the door had already disappeared.
Huang Rong and his entourage were naturally awakened, and they went forward with bamboo sticks in hand. At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, the place was shrouded in clouds and mist, and they could only see a figure slowly walking through the clouds and mist.
Huang Rong immediately raised her spirits and shouted cautiously: "Is this Brother Dongzhang?"
Behind her, Guo Fu looked at the figure in the fog with a hopeful look on her face, holding the sword tightly in her little hand.
Huang Rong's words didn't get any response as soon as she left her mouth, but the figure's footsteps did not stop and still came slowly through the fog.
Seeing this, Huang Rong spread her arms and pushed everyone back: "Everyone, be careful!"
Everyone was infected by her and became nervous, staring at the black figure without daring to breathe.
Soon, the team headed by Jinlun Dharma King also ran out of the villa, and followed Huang Rong and others, staring closely at the slowly approaching black shadow.
His Holiness shouted: “Dongzhang!!”
At this time, everyone in the villa ran out of the villa, and the gate of the villa was filled with people.
When the heroes heard this, their hearts trembled: "Is this person Dongzhang?"
"I don't know, but since the Dharma King said so, I think it should be him."
"Hey, this kid is really arrogant. He dares to go to the banquet alone."
There was a buzz of discussion around him. Many people had never seen Dongzhang and were very curious about him.
Soon, everyone saw a boot stepping out through the clouds and fog, followed by a gray robe with a thick belt around the waist that caught everyone's attention, and then the hair and face were revealed through the fog one after another.
There was also a black knife with an astonishing length in his right hand, but the blade was touching the ground and making a rustling sound on the ground.
Seeing this knife, everyone no longer guessed, knowing that this person was the rightful owner, Dongzhang.
At this time, a strong wind suddenly roared in, blowing away the dense fog in the mountains. A loud chirping sound reappeared. Everyone looked towards the side mountains in surprise and saw a black figure standing on the top of the hillside. His body was not that big. Like humans.
Immediately, he heard a lazy voice: "Gang Leader Huang, why don't you stay in Xiangyang Town to guard the city and join in the fun?"
With black hair tied high, a red mark on the left forehead, and holding a black knife, the person who came was none other than Dong Zhang.
"Brother Dongzhang!" Seeing the person coming, Guo Fu took two steps forward and shouted in surprise.
Huang Rong glanced at her daughter and said hurriedly: "Brother Dongzhang, we are here to help you..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dongzhang with a wave of his hand: "Thank you, Gang Leader Huang, for your kindness. This is Dong's own business. You'd better not get involved."
She was interrupted by Dongzhang as soon as she was halfway through her words, and Huang Rong suddenly choked up.
Guo Fu said anxiously: "Brother Dongzhang, we are here to help you."
Glancing at this charming and lovely girl, Zhang Dong chuckled and said, "Miss Guo is thoughtful, Dong is very grateful."
After saying that, he ignored Guo Fu and others. Dongzhang went straight towards Jinlun Dharma King and his group. When he got close, he put the black knife upside down on his shoulder with one hand. He glanced at the surging crowd and sneered: "Great monk, I heard that you are looking for me. That’s good. There are quite a lot of people there. Where is your prince? Is he here?”
Kublai Khan wanted to kill Dongzhang, so why didn't Dongzhang not want to kill him?
The Dharma King raised his eyes slightly when he heard this: "You are still talking so loudly even when you are about to die. How can I, the prince, be of such a distinguished status as you?"
After speaking, he glanced behind Dongzhang and saw a lonely carriage parked in the distance, and asked again: "Are you alone?"
Zhang Dong stroked his forehead and laughed: "Hahahahaha, I am enough for you little fishes and shrimps, I don't need any helpers."
"Damn it! This kid is too arrogant! I'm here to fight him!"
"I'll come, I'll come! Watch me tear him alive!"
"Ha..." He raised his lips in disdain. Dongzhang glanced at the people who screamed the loudest, silently noted their appearance, and stood still without moving.
His words undoubtedly stoked a hornet's nest, and he immediately blew up this group of evil heretics. They all rolled up their sleeves and wanted to teach Dongzhang a lesson.
In the crowd, Ouyang Feng stared closely at this calm and elegant student, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Ha, it seems like something you would say..."
"Okay, okay, you have the guts! Although we are rivals, we also admire your courage. I respect you as a man. Come on! Get some wine!" The Dharma King immediately clapped his hands, and then a villager quickly fetched a few. Wine jar.
The Karmapa took it with one hand, stretched out his arm and threw it towards Dongzhang. However, he saw the wine jar spinning rapidly in mid-air and flying straight towards Dongzhang, making a buzzing sound, which showed that the force was not small.
Dongzhang's expression remained unchanged, he slowly raised his left palm and stood in front of him. The wine jar flew into Dongzhang's palm and turned rapidly. With a slight squeeze of his fingers, Dongzhang stopped the rapidly rotating wine jar and held it firmly. in hand.
"Dongzhang, today is the day of your death. This is the farewell wine. After drinking this wine, our subordinates will see the truth. Whether you live or die depends on your ability." The Dharma King raised his head and drank heavily, and then drank
The wine jar was handed to Xiaoxiangzi and others beside him.
"Hey..." Shaking his hands to open the seal of the wine, Dongzhang also raised his head and took a big sip. He was not afraid that the wine would be poisoned. Now that he has reached the peak of his Nine Yang Divine Art, he is immune to all poisons.
Moreover, since Jin Lun Dharma King has arranged the Hongmen Banquet, as a contemporary master, he will naturally not do such a thing as lowering his status by poisoning.
"Thumping, pounding, pounding!!"
Everyone who had finished drinking threw their bowls to the ground and stared at Dongzhang fiercely.
After only three sips, Dongzhang threw the wine jar aside, wiped his mouth, inserted the black knife into the ground with one hand, and said with a smile: "It's funny, we are not that familiar with it."
Naturally, these words aroused the dissatisfaction of the heroes. Someone in the crowd immediately shouted: "Dongzhang, I heard that there are some beautiful fairies around you. Where are they? Why don't you call them out to cheer everyone up!"
"That's right! That's right! You're going to die today anyway. It's better to take advantage of others than to give it to us so that everyone can have a good time, isn't it?"
"Hahahaha! Then I'll go first! I'll clear the way for you first, everyone, line up!"
This group of people was so lawless that they didn't dare to say anything and immediately made fun of Dongzhang's relatives.
"Hey..." Dongzhang lowered his head and smiled, unable to see his face clearly. He held the handle of the black knife with his right hand, pulled it out of the ground and walked forward.
As soon as he took two steps, he was stopped by someone. It was Master Lingzhi who was wearing a bright red cassock. He had been humiliated in the village earlier and was suffocating in his heart with nowhere to vent his anger. At this moment, while everyone was there,
Just trying to win back a victory.
But when he saw his legs spread out, he said in a arrogant voice: "Boy! The fourth prince of Mongolia has offered a reward of a thousand taels of gold for your head. I won't let you die too painfully. Remember to follow Yan when you go down.
Your Majesty, tell me, the person who killed you is..."
"Uh-huh!!!"
The dark red sword light flashed past, and before Master Lingzhi could finish his words, he was split in half with a knife and his blood spilled on the spot. His intestines and brains were all over the place, which brought the originally lively scene to a halt.
"There's no need to tell me your name, we're all going to die anyway..."
Upon seeing this, Ouyang Feng in the crowd immediately pulled Yang Guo and quickly retreated, only to see a gray shadow in the field flash into the crowd very quickly.