Huhuhu--

A figure rushed to the sky, and as soon as his feet landed on the ground, he staggered and almost hit the bamboo. He was breathing heavily, and he was obviously in a very embarrassing state. Ju Xiannian's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in surprise: "Shima Master of Shuangdao Village, how can you end up in such a embarrassing state?"

The embarrassed man suddenly turned his head when he heard the sound, his eyes lit up, and he was filled with surprises and was excited: "Teacher Ju, it's good to meet you! No, leave quickly!"

Teacher Ju couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? The Shi Village Master seems to be being chased?"

The Shizhai Master turned around and walked over, and said angrily: "I don't know what medicine the people of the Yellow-Shirt Sect took. Anyone who was not them, would be killed fiercely. As I saw with my own eyes, seven people died under their swords!"

"Seven people!" Xiao Baina gasped.

It should be noted that since everyone had plunged into the bamboo forest from that house, except for Grandma Liu, the rest of the people were thirteen, and then Shi Liang's death and Grandma Liu appeared. As the number of them increased and decreased, it seemed that the number of thirteen had not changed. Now that Thirteen had gone to seven, wouldn't there be only six people left?

What's more, the death of these seven people was seen by the Lord of Shizhai with his own eyes, and those who did not see it?

If someone thinks a little, he will be both jealous.

Because, it is extremely likely that more than ten of them were hunted by the Yellow-Shirt Sect, only four of them were left.

Teacher Ju's heart sank, his eyes turned cold, and he asked while walking: "Grandma Liu, Brother Xiao, can you tell me how this child will fall? Well, are you with you?"

Xiao Baina glanced at Grandma Liu and said, "To be honest with Teacher Ju, I just met Grandma Liu first, because she was holding this child and was chased by four people from the Yellow Sweet Sect. She asked me for help. My head felt hot and responded to her call!"

Depend on!

Teacher Ju and the leader of Shi Village secretly raised their middle fingers: You just make it up, continue making it up! After we hear a lot, we may really believe you!

Others, maybe it’s a bit reliable. Your surname is Xiao, the word "profit" is the first, and the small intestines is the only one. If you say you will carry forward the Chinese tradition of helping others and being righteous and civilized, even if you beat us to death, we will not believe it.

I guess Xiao Baina knew it was difficult to win the trust of others. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, this, of course, Grandma Liu knows the details."

Grandma Liu immediately said: "This is not a good place to talk, so just hurry up and leave here."

These words undoubtedly blocked Teacher Ju and the Lord Shi’s curiosity.

But in fact, there are countless enemies hidden here. If you are not careful, you will be surrounded and killed in minutes. Especially, Grandma Liu has to publish a long report to give an explanation that has no meaning to the moment.

The greatest significance now is how to take away the child you have.

Therefore, Teacher Ju and the Shizhai Master nodded in agreement, and the former said: "What Grandma Liu said is very true. The most important thing at present is to leave here as soon as possible..."

He suddenly shut up, a trace of worry appeared in his eyes, and listened carefully for a while, and stopped.

As soon as he stopped, everyone stopped. After all, among these people, the deep internal strength was the most profound, and his senses and touch were also the most keen.

The Shizhai Master couldn't help but ask softly: "Teacher Ju, why? Is there any situation ahead?"

Teacher Ju didn't make a sound and raised his hand to point to the right.

Everyone understood what Teacher Ju meant, and Zhu stopped talking, changed direction and quietly headed to the right.

They had just left for a while, and three big men in yellow clothes flew over and arrived.

One said, "Hey, it seems that someone is talking in this direction just now, why is it gone in a blink of an eye?"

One said, "Yu Dagu, are you sure you heard it right?"

The man said dissatisfiedly: "Hu Xia, what do you mean?"

In fact, a trace of gunpowder appeared faintly. I believe that although the two of them worked together, they had no resentment.

Of course, it seems that gangs such as the Yellow Shy Sect are actually just a temporary listing unit that gathers a large number of martial arts cultivators.

This kind of unit that is mixed with dragons and snakes is rigorous with the eight major sects of the Central Plains who pass on generations and have no comparison at all.

Therefore, everyone comes from the world. What is important is not how high your seniority is to get the corresponding level of respect, but strength.

Without strength, everything is yarn.

Another temporary guest starred in the role of the peacemaker Lu Zhonglian, saying: "Okay, OK, the task assigned by the leader of the Yun Gang is important!"

Hearing the three words "Chief of the Cloud Gang", the two of them were shocked and suddenly they fell silent.

The three of them were silent for a moment, and suddenly heard the sound of weapons behind them, and were slightly stunned. They all thought, "Why did you get to the back? Isn't that the direction they just left?"

The three of them took a step and turned around and flew over.

Suddenly, a dazzling sword light flashed by, very bright and bright, almost making people unable to open their eyes. The man named Yu Dagu shouted in horror: "Huangshan Sword Technique!"

Puff puff puff!

The three swords, just three swords, were like dragonflies, light and fast, as if they were not at all angry in the world. However, each sword penetrated through a person's throat incredibly precisely. The three masters of the Yellow-Shirt Sect actually lacked room for resistance, so they fell to the ground like fish in the air, but they were already dead. The person who came to the ground fell to the ground, and the moonlight shone through the gaps in the bamboo forest. It can be seen that he was also wearing a yellow shirt, middle-aged, extraordinary appearance, and heroic spirit.

Huhuhuhuhu-

Three figures flew over, but there were three middle-aged monks in gray robe. The monk clasped his hands together and said, "Hero Mo, can you see that child?"

Mo Daxia, a middle-aged man in yellow shirt, shook his head and said, "No. Not long ago, it seemed that he could sense someone here. When he was about to come over, he met several masters of the Yellow shirt sect, which delayed for a while. Even just now, he encountered these three again. After such a delay, I am afraid that it is not easy to find in this dense forest."

The monk on the left said, "Senior Brother Huitong, according to your opinion, what should we do?"

The monk Huitong said in a deep voice: "No matter what, the eldest son of Daxia Meng must not fall into the hands of those evil people, otherwise it will be a huge disaster for the entire martial arts world."

Everyone nodded, and they all agreed.

Mo Daxia said: "That's true. Master Huitong, have people from other sects come here?"

Master Huitong shook his head and said, "I don't know that the three of us are just doing rituals in this area. We accidentally learned about the situation and rushed over. However, it is estimated that after the martial arts people in this area will come here in a hurry after they learn the news."

Hero Mo frowned and said, "If this is the case, it will not be a good thing."

The monk on the right couldn't help but say in surprise: "Why did Hero Mo say this? Isn't it because there are many friends in the world who come to the world, and the obstacles to the Yellow-Shirt Sect have increased?"

Hero Mo sighed softly, but shook his head and did not answer.

The monk was slightly stunned. What else was he trying to say? His senior brother Huitong had already spoken first: "In order to find the eldest son more easily, let's continue to look for him separately."

Hero Mo nodded, without saying a word, and flew straight ahead.

The monk on the right couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Huitong, the words of Hero Mo seem to be a little obscure and difficult to understand."

Master Huitong sighed: "Human hearts are not old, selfishness is released, and the interests are in the present will indeed cause many people to lose their true hearts."

The monk on the right sneered and said, "Can they have grown up in their courage and aren't even afraid of Hero Meng?"

The monk on the left also nodded and said, "Yes, once Hero Meng gets angry, that's not something to play with."

Master Huitong sighed and said, "Hui Ci, Hui Ling, two junior brothers, you underestimate some people who have been occupied by greed. In the face of interests, reason has been completely destroyed."

Master Huici and Master Huiling were silent.

Bang!

A dull sound suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest, and the ground under your feet trembled.

Master Huitong's expression changed and he said, "Wudang's Zhenshan Palm has caused such a big noise. I guess he is the most skilled Taoist Master Yuguan with the most skilled skills of the young generation."

Master Huici said: "Go and take a look!"

The three masters stomped their feet and rushed towards the depths of the dense forest ahead.

In less than a cup of tea, the three masters saw more than a dozen yellow-shirt masters sected three masked men in black, one man in yellow, one in a month-old young Taoist priest, and one in a red dress - um, the woman was holding a child in her hand, and such a strange team of mixed matches surrounded the group.

The young Taoist priest in the moon robe and the man in the yellow robe are both familiar to the three masters, Mo Dahe of the Huangshan Sect and Yuguan Taoist priest in Wudang. The woman in the red dress has a little impression, and it seems to be Grandma Liu, the fiancée of Shangguan Lang, the owner of the Hongyu Tower. As for what the three men in black with their heads and faces are, why are they still standing on the side of justice? It's really confusing.

However, the three masters obviously did not care whether there was a sense of incongruity in their sneaky decoration of doing chivalrous things, but instead focused on the child holding Grandma Liu's hands.

Master Huitong's expression relaxed, as if a big rock fell in his heart. He was happy and his eyebrows were over, his palms were wrong, and he exhaled and said, "Are you not afraid of falling into the Abigakure?"

The monk's robe was swaying, his body jumped up in the air, and his palms hit him fiercely and fell.

A man in yellow smiled and shouted: "Good here. I have long admired Master Huitong, who is the best in his generation. He is proficient in the eleven unique skills of Shaolin. Tonight, I will have a good experience with someone!"

Retreat someone?

Master Huitong was secretly in his heart and blurted out: "Is it just Mr. Dead Tree, who is famous for his flesh palms?"

The man in yellow shiny palms lit up, and under the bright moonlight, there was a darkness. It was obvious that he was practicing an extremely sinister skill. It was no wonder that his name was called a dead tree. It is estimated that even a living tree would be corroded and dried up by the attack of his palm.

Master Huitong glanced at him and his heart sank. He saw that just now, it was the dead tree and Taoist Master Yuguan who hit him with his skill that was more than half higher. However, the dead tree quickly removed the strength and recovered by retreating. On the other hand, although Taoist Master Yuguan was completely defeated on the surface, his forehead was sweating profusely, his face was black, his movements were slow, and his body shook slightly, as if he was about to fall down at any time. Obviously, under the poisonous palm of the dead tree, he suffered a great loss!

However, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

Master Huitong did not hesitate at all, and handed his palms to the dead tree.

The dead tree laughed and laughed, "Monkey, hell is closest to you, so you will go first!"

Master Huitong shouted: "Okay, why bother if I go to hell!"

Chapter 5: Fighting in the Bamboo Forest

Puff!

The four palms were combined and they were separated. Master Huitong's body shook. Before he took a step back, a red light flashed in his eyes, and it seemed that he had burned a faint black air that had passed by, and instantly returned to the bright light.

However, the dead tree took five steps, falling footprints of five inches deep in each step. In the last two steps, it hit his two companions. One was broken and half of his ribs pierced through the internal organs and fell to the ground to die. The other was knocked out and the second injury hit several bamboos that were cut by the sword not long ago, and was tragically pierced through his body.

The dead tree stood firmly with a stake, and a thread of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand to wipe off the blood stains, raised his eyebrows, stared at Master Huitong, and a trace of brilliant flashed through his eyes, saying, "Okay, Master Huitong is not only a great master of "Great Compassion Hand", but he didn't expect that the Yijin Jing was also a great success, and he could actually remove my unique skill "Dry Hand Poison Palm". It's really worse than someone, and I admire him! However, there are still a few brothers here who are far superior to me. They admire the origin of the master's unique skills. Now it's the best. They will definitely not miss this rare opportunity."

As soon as he finished speaking, five men from the Yellow-Shirt Sect were about to walk up, each occupying one side, forming a five-element formation to surround Master Huitong.

Master Huici couldn't help but shout, "Shameless, are you planning to fight my senior brother together?"

The man in the throne said lightly: "We are not heroes, and there is no one-on-one consideration. Our purpose is to eliminate the enemy in the shortest time."
To be continued...