When Feng Zhou and his party passed through Shangzhou County, at the tea stall at the gate of the city, two men in linen clothes watched Feng Zhou and others go south and couldn't help but smile.
"Senior brother, Master is really clever in his calculations. He actually calculated that the one sent by Huashan is Yue Buming."
"What's so difficult about this? Yue Buming had just led the next generation of disciples of the Huashan Sect and led the Shaanxi Gang to expel the Demon Sect branch. He was in high spirits. This robbery was of course equivalent to a slap in the face.
, this guy got so angry that of course he had to take action himself."
"Hahaha, he turns out to be a guy who can't keep his temper."
"That's natural. He has lived in seclusion since he was a teenager, and only came out of the world when he was thirty. He expelled the demon sect branch as soon as he took action. Of course, he is high-spirited. It's strange that he can keep his temper."
"Haha, no wonder Master led him to Tianzhu Peak. This is called inviting you to enter the urn!"
"That's right, after leaving Huashan's sphere of influence, what else can we rely on in the deep mountains and forests?"
"I heard that this Yue Buming's martial arts is so superb that he is no match for even the elders of the Demon Sect."
"Haha! Rumors in the world are naturally exaggerated. If he is so powerful, how can Dongfang Bubai still sit on Blackwood Cliff?"
"Best regards, senior brother!"
"Stop flattering me! Send a message to Master quickly."
Feng Zhou and others traveled all the way in a hurry and arrived in Shanyang in two days. After spending a night repairing, they entered the Tianzhu Peak area.
Tianzhu Peak is a high mountain with dense forests, criss-crossed ravines, wild beasts, and no human traces. Zhao Fenggong, a local snake in Shangzhou and a member of the Chinese boxing group, introduced: "The bandit's village is in Jiguan Peak. There is only a trail along the way, and it can be reached in an hour."
Then he turned around and looked around, saying: "There must be their spies around."
"It doesn't matter what kind of informant he is, kill all their copycats, any kind of informant is just empty talk." Feng Zhou didn't care.
After more than an hour, everyone arrived at the stronghold. They saw the stronghold gate closed, and a group of people standing on top of the stone wall, ready to attack.
"Whoever dares to break into my village and doesn't tell me his name, I won't kill the unknown person." A big man above shouted.
Linghu Chong took a step forward and said loudly: "The Huashan sect is here, please open the door immediately to greet us, otherwise no chickens or dogs will be left!"
"Huashan Sect, so majestic! Our Tianzhu Peak is a small village and we don't dare to climb high. Please go back to the heroes of Huashan Sect!" The big man shouted loudly, as if he didn't want to let the Huashan Sect go.
In the eyes.
All the disciples couldn't help but became furious.
On the territory of Shaanxi, there are actually thieves who underestimate the Huashan Sect!
Everyone looked at Feng Zhou together.
Feng Zhou waved his hand, "Fight in!"
All the disciples pulled out their swords with a clang and rushed towards the mountain stronghold.
"Fire the arrows!" A dozen or so arrows were shot down. Linghu Chong waved his sword, easily deflected the arrows, and shouted: "Throw the spear!"
Gao Genming, who was behind, roared. He had already prepared a javelin in his hand and hurled it hard at the city wall.
The few disciples behind also roared at the same time and threw the javelins they had prepared long ago.
"Bang bang bang!"
Seven or eight javelins were inserted fiercely into the cracks in the city wall. Linghu Chong stood up, leaped onto the city wall, stepped on the gun body, clicked twice, and flew to the top of the wall.
Linghu Chong started practicing the Zixia Magic Kung Fu a year and a half ago. He practiced every day and his skills improved greatly.
He was originally a person with outstanding talents and superb understanding. After practicing the Zixia magic skill, he became even more powerful. He stepped on the city wall and waved the long sword in his hand. The sword light shone like a meteor shower towards the strong man at Tianzhu Peak.
In an instant, he had used seven or eight sword skills and killed seven or eight strong men.
The bandits were originally a group that gathered together for profit. There was no discipline or organization at all. The bandits swarmed up in a swarm and dispersed in the headwind group. At this moment, seven or eight people were dead. The group was suddenly frightened and turned around.
run.
Behind him, Gao Genming and others followed him and flew up the city wall. Linghu Chong also shouted and flew towards the big man.
The big man held an iron rod and struck Linghu Chong on the head. Linghu Chong sneered and swung the long sword in his hand.
Huashan's swordsmanship is both light and spiritual, but Linghu Chong relied on his deep internal strength and superb swordsmanship, and purely wanted to confront this person head-on in order to intimidate others.
Linghu Chong was the eldest brother of the Huashan sect and had a very solid foundation in martial arts. At this time, the long sword was spitting out cold light, lightning flashed and stars were flying, and he pushed forward with the move "White Rainbow Pierced the Sun". The big man suddenly felt his hands light up, and the iron rod had been
The sharp sword in Linghu Chong's hand was cut off, and half of his head was also cut off by the sharp sword.
"Three Kings!"
"Three Kings!"
When a few of them saw this, they felt even more frightened, and the others ran faster.
Gao Genming led his other junior disciples to rush down, while Linghu Chong chopped off the gate with his sword, opened the village gate, and asked Feng Zhou to go in.
Feng Zhou strode in and saw two big men, back to back, fighting with Gao Genming and other seven or eight disciples. The remaining disciples killed the Tianzhu Peak disciples and ran away, wishing that their parents had lost two legs.
The two big men were both tall Guanzhong men. One held a gauntlet with double grooves and had powerful moves, while the other held a water-dividing Emei thorn. He advanced and retreated in a unique style.
These two people had extraordinary attainments in martial arts and were much better than the one who wielded the iron rod. Therefore, the seven or eight Huashan disciples were unable to defeat them in a short period of time.
Seeing that Gao Genming and others were safe, Feng Zhou asked Linghu Chong to review the formation, and he commanded the others to kill inside while searching for the location where Gao Genming's father was imprisoned.
As soon as he passed the middle gate, his heart tightened, and he swung his long sword and swept it in front of several disciples.
At the same time, several screams were heard, and then silenced. Several locust stones were broken into powder and fell at the feet of everyone.
Twenty feet away, a man in his fifties walked out slowly. His face was white, and his entire face was horribly flat. His nose was almost invisible, but his eyes revealed a ferocious and cruel aura.
"Papa." He stretched out his hand and patted it.
Several people came out surrounded by Gao Silian, who was tied up. One of them held a dagger and put it against Gao Silian's throat.
"Master Yue, I've heard of your name for a long time."
Feng Zhou stretched out his hand to stop everyone's restlessness and said with a smile: "But the evil star of the whiteboard is in front of you?"
"Master Yue is indeed knowledgeable and knowledgeable."
The white-board evil star laughed loudly: "I invite Mr. Gao to go up the mountain, just because I want to compete with Yue Daxia."
"You're such a treacherous and evil disciple, are you worthy of competing with my uncle?" a disciple shouted.
"Haha..." Whiteboard Evil Star laughed loudly, suddenly raised his right hand and waved it violently.
With a sound of "Pa!", Gao Silian was hit hard on the face. The latter's cheeks suddenly bulged up and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"You!" At this time, Gao Genming had already killed the first master and the second master, and rushed over. Seeing that his father's face was swollen and his eyes were red after being beaten by this man, he was really shocked and angry.
If it weren't for the defensive weapon, he would have pounced on it.
He couldn't help but curse: "You bitch..."
The evil star of the whiteboard smiled coldly, raised his hand, slapped Gao Silian again, and said, "Will the son you gave birth to only speak dirty words?"
"Gen Ming, step back."
Feng Zhou shouted calmly.
Gao Genming glared at the white-board evil star fiercely, but couldn't help but take two steps back.
Feng Zhou looked at the evil star of the white board and said calmly: "If you let him go now, he will definitely die. If you kill him, not only will he die, but he will also be bullied. The Huashan Sect has 3,456 ways.
Make you regret still living in this world."
"And if you slap him again, you will regret being born in this world." Feng Zhou's tone was very calm, but his voice was very gentle, as if it was magnetic. In his words, there was something unknowingly
, actually performed the soul-moving technique.
There was a sneer on the whiteboard evil star's face. The smile was extremely mysterious and he obviously had bad intentions, but he never raised his hand again.
"Yue Daxia keeps saying he wants to kill me, so aren't you afraid that he will give me some support before I die?" After saying this, there was another mysterious smile on his lips.
"So why did you kidnap Brother Gao and lure me up the mountain?" Feng Zhou asked.
"The rules of the road are as long as I am convinced, I will leave immediately without any hesitation."
"In that case, I will convince you."
After Feng Zhou finished speaking, he slowly stepped forward and said calmly: "You can take action."