Eight hundred and seventieth eight chapters do not know good or bad
On Diling Mountain, in Foguang Temple.
There was a light shining out of a Zen room. In the room, a tall and fat monk named Miling was laughing and chatting face to face with an old man dressed like a bookkeeper. There was wine and meat on the table.
Zhu Biao's eyes narrowed, and he was filled with murderous intent. The thunderous Leiyin Temple stretched out its claws to reach the Northern Han Dynasty, Dalin Temple, and Prajna Temple. They also blew wind to help the fire, but why didn't they clean up the filth in front of their own house?
Foguang Temple is located in Jizhou.
And one of the four demonic masters who appeared at Wufengtou on the Double Ninth Festival last year paid homage to the Taoist master in Foguang Temple!
Song Yingzhu on the side also had a strange expression. Zhu Biao asked through a secret message, but she knew that she recognized the old accountant. He was an evil master in the rivers and lakes of Northern Han Dynasty. He had disappeared in recent years. She didn't expect to see him in Foguang Temple.
When Zhu Biao arrived, he took a closer look at the old man and saw that he had the head of a deer and eyes like a rat. His eyes were not straight, and he could tell that he was a cunning and cunning person.
"Since the bell incident, the Demonic Path has been active in the Beihan Jianghu. This old man was probably recruited at that time." Song Yingzhu subconsciously concluded that this old man was one of the hidden lines of the Demonic Dao in the Beihan Jianghu.
"Don't care if it's true or not, you'll find out once you take it down."
At this time, the murderous aura emanating from Zhu Biao and Song Yingzhu had been felt by Monk Mei Ling and the old man. These two people were not economical lamps. Monk Mei Ling was the direct disciple of Ma Longguang, the devil, and the old man was from the Northern Han Dynasty.
An old enemy in the Zhengdao martial arts world, he was able to keep his hair straight for decades despite being defeated by the Taoist leader of the Northern Han Dynasty. This in itself is the best indication of his ability.
"Who is that?" Monk Mei Ling shouted, and flew out of the window with a roar, followed by a flash of black shadow. The old man and the fat figure of Monk Mei Ling also flew out of the window.
Zhu Biao and Song Yingzhu stood side by side outside the window.
Monk Mei Ling looked at the two of them with some fear, and his expression changed drastically for a moment, because Zhu Biao's face was so familiar to him.
Yes, Monk Mu Ling recognized him. Although others had never seen Zhu Biao in person, the portrait was definitely unfamiliar.
The old man on the side was also shocked. Others had seen Zhu Biao with his own eyes. Furthermore, Song Yingzhu was next to Zhu Biao. After removing his disguise and showing his true face, the old man was also very familiar with Song Yingzhu. He could see from Song Yingzhu’s face that
That familiar shadow!
One is good and the other is evil. He had a lot of dealings with the Nine Curved Sword Sect back then. But he had never heard that that person had a granddaughter.
I took water hibiscus tea with charm +1, Xuncao, pearl jasper ointment with charm +2, beauty elixir with charm +3, beauty elixir with charm +5 and delaying aging for 20 years.
After breaking through to the innate realm, he practiced the wood-based exercises that are most beneficial to health and beauty. Not to mention that Song Yingzhu is even more beautiful now. Regardless of her age, she is a young woman named Huaxin who is in her early twenties. She is standing on Qingyu Mountain.
.will not allow people to associate it with their true identity.
Just like this old man, he has seen Song Yingzhu's face once or twice, but didn't he think he was someone else?
"It turns out that it's Marshal Zhu from Hedong. He came to our temple at night. I wonder if he can give me some advice?"
Monk Mu Ling did not want to weaken his momentum. He mentioned Hedong in his spoken words, which was even more vaguely threatening.
Zhu Biao smiled, "It's not teaching, it's killing people——"
"I came here today to kill people——"
There was a burst of shouting, and a group of monks armed with shovels rushed out from the darkness. They were dazzling under the moonlight. They quickly approached Zhu Biao and Song Yingzhu.
Monk Mei Ling laughed ferociously, and the aura that had just been shocked and depressed could not help but surge up again. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Zhu Biao, who do you think you are? Come to my Foguang Temple to kill people and provoke my demon sect? You still owe me some money."
Portion!
All the disciples listen to the order and kill me——"
"Quack, be careful not to bump into that beauty. Otherwise, I will feel very distressed..."
People will not die if they don't seek death. Zhu Biao originally wanted to capture Monk Mei Ling and find out the whereabouts of Ma Longguang, but now he sees that he is arrogant and filthy, and he would be sorry if he doesn't kill him——
Take a closer look at the group of monks who came towards them. They all had angry looks on their faces. They were definitely not kind people. It wouldn't be a bad idea to kill them all.
Song Yingzhu was so angry that his eyebrows stood up and his delicate body trembled. However, as soon as he saw a figure flashing, Monk Mei Ling was suddenly thrown up two to three feet high. With a bang, he fell to the ground. Just as Mei Ling was thrown up.
At the same time, there was a burst of screams and porphyries, and half of the monks who were surrounded fell down.
After the demon spirit was knocked down, he rolled over and stood up unsteadily. He saw that the beauty in his eyes had already made a move with the old man, and the old man who was fighting was overwhelmed and unable to resist.
Zhu Biao stood aside, with a look of evil on his face but remained motionless, apparently thinking that the old man would not pose a threat to his female companion. He looked sideways at the minions in the temple, panicked, half of them had fallen down and could not stand up.
Zhu Biao shot his eyes at Monk Mei Ling like an arrow, causing Monk Mei Ling to tremble.
The corners of his blood-stained mouth twitched twice, as if looking at Zhu Biao with evil eyes, but he didn't dare. Without waiting for Mo Ling to muster up his courage again, he suddenly heard a muffled groan, and his old friend staggered out of the room for five or six times.
As he stepped forward, he was hit by his opponent's palm on Jianjing point, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.
Up to this point, Foguang Temple had been completely defeated. Monk Wei Ling did not expect that the female companions around Zhu Biao were all masters of the sect. With Zhu Biao, even though he still had several junior disciples in the temple, the result was still useless.
Do you deserve a beating?
Enduring his internal injuries, Monk Mei Ling took a deep breath and suddenly, as if he had made the greatest determination, he laughed miserably and said: "Zhu Biao——
You have found another good helper, three master-level masters, and you also have a place in the martial arts world of Northern Xinjiang. But don’t forget that people in my demonic path have the same spirit. If you attack my Foguang Temple today, you will attack the entire Northern Xinjiang.
The Demon Gate——"
Zhu Biao didn't say anything, but Song Yingzhu already chuckled, "Hey! You're still so stubborn now? I don't believe you have a heart made of iron and a body made of copper."
His body flashed like a colorful cloud and rushed toward Monk Mei Ling.
Monk Mei Ling knew that he would not be spared tonight. After saying these words, he immediately secretly gathered strength, shouted loudly, and slashed away with both palms.
This palm was the result of all his strength. It was overwhelming, but Song Yingzhu was able to prevent him from attacking suddenly. He almost hit him with one palm, but it was only 'almost'. However, he saw his figure tumbling gracefully in the air, his clothes
It was fluttering. Suddenly it floated in the wind from the palm of my hand and fell sideways.
At the same time, Shi Hu's palm came out to meet the attack, and a withered and dead wind suddenly rose. Monk Meiling howled wildly and fell to the ground.
"The Dead Tree Comes in Spring"——
One death and one life, move and change according to the heart.
Just because Monk Meiling died, it didn't mean that Foguang Temple was over. A tall figure, but with muscles that were completely different from Monk Meiling's, Toutuo flew over from the back hall. Seeing that Monk Meiling had fallen to the ground, he shouted, "
"Elder Brother", then he shouted loudly, jumped forward, waved his palms and attacked fiercely. As soon as the tutu came up, he used all his strength, and the wind of his palms was like a surging wave. With the power of thunder, it rolled up more than ten rapid whirlpools.
, turned rapidly and rolled towards Song Yingzhu.
Song Yingzhu sneered, with a look of disdain on his face, and stood firm, allowing the palm wind to approach. Fang Jiao shouted, moved quickly, passed through more than a dozen whirls, and waved his hand towards Toutuo.
After taking a slap, the palm regained its strength, and suddenly turned around and came to the other two monks who had just arrived, and with a snap of his fingers, he launched two more moves.
From dodging Toutuo's attack to counterattacking, he even attacked the three masters of Foguang Temple in one breath, almost at the same time. Song Yingzhu's quick movement and sharp moves shocked the three monks.
However, people in the Demonic Way never know how to be 'shameful', so what does it mean to bully the few? As long as they can win. Six arms waved in succession, and in an instant, waves of swirling air currents were rolled up in the field, like a sudden violent wind and rain.
Come on, the momentum is very frightening.
Song Yingzhu danced with his palms, his body turned around, and he was already within the potential of the palm wind. However, after hearing two still sneers, the four figures suddenly separated. The Toutuo monster who was the first to leave had wide-open eyes, bulging eyes, and one head.
His hair was messy and the roots were standing on end. He had obviously suffered a little loss in this confrontation.
"Mother-in-law is awesome, two junior brothers, be careful——"
The monk in the middle of the three shouted. When he looked at Song Yingzhu with a pair of green eyes, he no longer had the squinting look before.
After the three monks appeared, everyone focused their attention on the three monks, but ignored the seriously injured old man. This master of the evil sect in the rivers and lakes of North Han Dynasty was extremely cunning by nature. He pretended to be seriously injured and fell to the ground.
When he got up again, he was secretly planning to escape.
As a Han Chinese, no one except them knows how powerful Zhu Biao is.
He had also heard about the Double Ninth Festival party last year, and at that time he felt that the Northern Xinjiang Demon Sect would definitely be retaliated against in the future. From September or October last year to April today, Zhu Biao was nowhere to be seen for half a year, and the old man's vigilance slowly faded away.
And now looking at it, in the past six months, Zhu Biao not only secretly investigated the branch of the Northern Xinjiang Demon Sect, but also found an incredible master. This woman is also an innate master at such a young age, which is simply unbelievable.
Could it be Zhu Biao’s junior sister?
Zhu Biao has been very powerful since he was very young.
This woman is not as capable as Zhu Biao, but she is also too young. She also has a bright future!
Taking a peek, Zhu Biao, who had been secretly monitoring him, had turned his head towards the battle group. Of course, this was not important at all. Not to mention the innate master, even ordinary masters could easily 'hear' what was happening not far behind him.
One move.
For him, what is more important is Zhu Biao's spirit and attention. Seeing that the fight has reached the most critical moment, he expected that Zhu Biao would stare at his female companion, and immediately jumped up from the ground.
Without looking at the dying monk, he turned around and ran away.
But he didn't expect that Zhu Biao was not worried about Song Yingzhu at all. Song Yingzhu, who had achieved the innate realm, was absolutely powerful and unscathed. Those three monks had their backs turned to the old man, but their thoughts were always on the old man.
As soon as the old man moved on his body, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Biao's mouth, a mocking smile. He tiptoed a little, and it was like a black cloud descending suddenly, blocking his way. He waved his sleeves just like that, and his true energy suddenly burst out.
Hearing a cry, the old man's body was thrown up more than ten feet in the air. With a crash, he hit the green roof in the corner of the room and fainted.
The three fist-wielding monks had already taken out their respective weapons, vajra, Zen staff and sword. Song Yingzhu also took out the sword from the Qisha Sect on his waist. With one stroke of the silk sword, the sword breathed out, like a rainbow,
Roll up in circles.
The third monk knew how powerful it was and would never dare to ignore it. He hurriedly moved back eight feet.
Song Yingzhu struck out with one sword, and the moves were endless. In an instant, he struck eight more swords in a row. Green light burst out. The sword aura shimmered, and the entire area of 2 feet in radius was enveloped by the sword light.
The three monks took out their weapons and hoped to regain the situation, but within ten moves they were covered in blood.
When the three six-yang leaders flew up, all the monks in the courtyard fell to the ground.
Zhu Biao set a fire in Foguang Temple. He mentioned the unconscious old man, turned around and said to Song Yingzhu: "Get out!" With this movement, they both jumped up and shot towards the outside of the temple.
And go.
The moonlight in the sky is like water, illuminating the blazing hall.
On the road at the foot of the mountain, there were more than a dozen corpses lying strewn about. Zhu Qiangsheng held a knife in one arm! These fish that slipped through the net in Foguang Temple were all killed by the knife.
On the top of the mountain, there was a raging fire, reflecting the corpses lying scattered at the bottom of the mountain. Zhu Biao and the other three stood among the corpses. There was a special feeling of grudge and bleakness.
"Brother Six..." Zhu Qiangsheng didn't kill enough, and looked at Zhu Biao expectantly.
"Don't worry, your Sixth Brother has made up his mind and has never changed his mind." Zhu Biao patted him on the shoulder, and the three of them soared into the sky. Then they took a strong breath of Qi. They shot up to a height of seven or eight feet, and dived rapidly into the air.
Xie, like a flying arrow flying through the air, rushing forward at full speed.
Follow the picture to search for the target and kill the next target——
A hurricane suddenly blew up in the martial arts forest in northern Xinjiang, overwhelming and sweeping everything. Foguang Temple was destroyed, Xiaoyao Villa was destroyed, and there were more than 300 people in the two places, ranging from Xiaoyaosheng, the owner of Xiaoyao Villa, to
The cooks who arrived at Foguang Temple's kitchen were all killed without leaving any one behind!
Is there another war between good and evil in Northern Xinjiang? Is there another war between black and white in Northern Xinjiang?
No!
There are no masters gathered at Dongshi Mountain, Xuanqing Temple, Dalin Temple, and Prajna Temple. However, the scenes at Xiaoyao Villa and Foguang Temple are obviously uncontrollable attacks. And looking at the post-war ruins, the traces left by the innate masters cannot be concealed.
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The entire northern Xinjiang rivers and lakes are in turmoil. Xiaoyaosheng is dead, and more than 300 people have been killed, which shows how powerful the person who did it is. If this sharp knife is aimed at him -
Can you pass by yourself?
Looking at the weight of the martial arts forces in Northern Xinjiang, how many are stronger than Foguang Temple or Xiaoyao Villa? How many are there?
Except for a few first-rate forces, there are very few other sects and gangs that have two innate masters in charge.
Time has entered May, and summer is scorching hot.
A group of three horses walked on the official road, and the dust was billowing.
Two shrill and strange howls sounded in the distance, sounding like night owls and extremely harsh!
Zhu Biao sneered, Zhu Qiangsheng rubbed the handle of the knife, only Song Yingzhu frowned, "Don't be too happy too early! Maybe they are another group of stupid and bold people."
Their whereabouts were exposed seven days ago, and three days ago the first group of demonic forces came to surround Zhu Biao. The only funny thing is that there is no innate grandmaster among this wave of demonic forces. Zhu Biao and Song Yingzhu did not take action, only Zhu Qiangsheng.
, they killed no one of these people.
"No, this is not a group, there seems to be only two..."
As soon as the words fell, the two figures were shot towards them like flying arrows. When they landed, they laughed strangely and said, "Zhu Biao, was it you who killed Xiaoyaosheng?"
His voice was cold and arrogant, as if he didn't care about Zhu Biao's former reputation.
Zhu Biao heard the meaning of these words. When he looked closely, the two men were all wearing black cloaks. Their faces were as withered as zombies. He didn't know who they were.
Four green flashes of fierce light also shot directly at Zhu Biao's face. The man on the left of the two of them laughed strangely like a ghost: "What? Is it possible that you still don't know where Xiaoyaosheng came from?"
"Hahaha, hahaha, it's really ridiculous. You, Zhu Biao, are still the most handsome man in the world. You don't even know you know yourself and the enemy. I really don't know how you fought in the past?"
The two of them are not innate masters. They are masters in the perfection stage like the original Yin Hun Zhenjun.
Standing in front of three people who knew that at least two of them were innate masters, they were still arrogant and free of fear. They really believed in the background forces behind them.
A clear feeling that they were acting like monkeys, playing tricks on others, rose up in their minds, so the wild laughter slowly turned into a duck quacking, and finally stopped, unable to laugh anymore.
"How do you compare to the King of Tang?"
"If someone wants to kill someone, he doesn't ask who comes, just kills——"
Zhu Biao In his previous life on earth, the Spartans had a very cool saying: Spartans never asked how many enemies there were, only where they were.
Zhu Biao now has the confidence to say so——
The two people's faces instantly looked as embarrassed as those of centuries-old zombies. "Zhu Biao, don't try to be brave and speak quickly. That Xiaoyaosheng is the leader of the Tianyin Sect in northern Xinjiang. Kill him."
, destroyed Xiaoyao Villa, how could the Tianyin Sect not seek revenge from you?"
"Now you have innate masters to help you, and you have a large army at your disposal, so your strength is indeed good. But Tianyin Sect is a major sect of demonic martial arts in the Central Plains. There are many masters in the sect, and their methods are even more insidious. It would be unwise for you to become enemies with them.
"I teach Xuanyin, and I was also a branch of the Demon Sect back then, and I have a little relationship with the Tianyin Sect. The leader of my family is willing to untie the dead knot of the Tianyin Sect for Marshal Zhu. Marshal Zhu only needs to give up the Tai Sui, and then copy
Just learn a few martial arts——"
"What do you think, Commander Zhu?"
"wishful thinking--"
Tai Sui is the foundation for the Zhu family's rise this year, and it must not be missed. It is even more unthinkable to copy a few martial arts.
"Wish you, Marshal. If you talk like that, you are so ignorant!"
"Don't think that our sect is taking advantage of the situation. My sect leader is helping you. With your little strength, trying to confront the Tianyin Sect is just an egg against a rock——"
"That's it. The surname is Zhu. Don't bite Lu Dongbin because you don't know a good heart. If you make a small mistake, it will be too late to regret it in the future——"
"Zhu Biao never does anything he regrets. Zhu Biao appreciates the kindness of your leader."
"Zhu Biao——"
"You are so determined that you don't know what is good and what is good. If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine! When the time comes, your family will be ruined, so don't regret today's decision——"
