People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

He casually threw one of them to Lin Pingzhi.

He opened the wine bag himself, "Gudu Gudu" raised his head and drank the wine.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Zhang Wuwei with stern eyes, and it was the same.

After a while, Zhang Wuwei, who drank all the wine, shook off the wine bag, wiped off the residue from the corners of his mouth, and said loudly:

"A man born between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed."

When Lin Pingzhi heard this, he threw the wine bag on the ground: "Brother Zhang, please tell me."

He glanced at the crowd of all kinds around him again, sneered, and knelt down on one knee:

"Go through fire and water, and do whatever you want."

"As long as you give an order, I will follow you."

He is ready to fight against the righteous and the evil.

Big deal, not just death.

Eighteen years later, he, Lin Pingzhi, was a good man again, but he suffered from Yue Lingshan, and he wanted to die with them.

He didn't think that this group of righteous martial arts demons would let Yue Lingshan go after they died.

"Okay." Zhang Wuwei nodded: "Then let's come and meet the martial arts for a while."

Lin Pingzhi nodded enthusiastically, this is the arena he longed for.

Walk the world with a sword, move with your heart, and do what you want.

Who cares about those rules and regulations, who cares about those people's sophistication.

Arena.

It is a bloody arena.

It is an unfettered arena.

It's kindness and hatred, it's chivalrous and courageous, it's freedom.

Zuo Lengchan was shocked, this f*cking boy, it seems that he really dared to kill him.

Struggling with all his strength, he said, "Young man, you see that you are still young, and you still have a great time, a great youth."

"Besides, with your potential, if you want to kill me in the future, you will be caught off guard."

"You don't have to risk your life here, just be with me"

"Noisy!"

Zhang Wuwei's long sword slid down, bringing a large head with it, and smashed it to the ground.

The wanton spray of blood covered Zhang Wuwei's entire body.

Dye him a layer of scarlet.

Under the scorching sun, it is so dazzling.

Lin Pingzhi also followed Zhang Wuwei's movements, and ended up with Yu Canghai, who was ashamed, with one sword strike.

The vengeance was avenged, and he looked at Zhang Wuwei happily.

Yue Lingshan walked to his side, took his arm, and looked at everyone coldly.

After going through a lot, she is no longer that ignorant and ignorant girl.

She made a statement with her body and vowed to follow Lin Pingzhi to the death.

Fang Zheng still looked at everyone with a smile, young and frivolous, not knowing what to say.

Or, let them be buried here, and draw an end to their glorious life.

It's better, like him, after many years of bumping into a wall, he was smoothed by the rivers and lakes and learned to be patient.

No sarcasm, no words.

He waved his hand and retreated slowly.

Songshan School, Taishan School, Qingcheng School.
Waiting for many well-known and decent martial arts people to slowly surround Zhang Wuwei and the three of them.

There is admiration, there is intolerance, and more is greed.

Especially like the remaining Songshan Thirteen Taibao, Yue Buqun and others.

If Zhang Wuwei is removed, their gains will be unimaginable.

I don't know who shouted: "Revenge for the leader of the Left!"

"Remove the evil in the martial arts!"

"Kill!"

Started to attack Zhang Wuwei frantically.

On the Devil's Cult side, everyone looked at each other, and Xiang Wentian's face twitched a few times, such a young man.

He admired such behavior very much.

this is.

He killed the leader, and ruthlessly shouted:
"on!"

"Revenge for Master Ren."

But he doesn't have the deterrent power to do what he wants. Similarly, although it is a demon sect, there are more men who value love and righteousness.

Only a small number of people who were dazzled by the benefits rushed towards Zhang Wuwei.

Most instead started looking around, looking for a place to get out.

The huge crowd soon came to the front of the three of them, Zhang Wuwei laughed loudly: "Good time!"

The long sword danced, and quickly rushed towards the crowd without retreating.

The blood is wanton, and the long sword is flying.

It is like a flat boat in the sea, riding the wind and breaking the waves among the waves.

Facing the rising sun, haunting the dense crowd.

Sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right.

Erratic.

Everywhere they go, there will be a bloodbath.

The corpse had broken arms, and the blood flowed slowly like a stream.

This green Songshan forest is dotted with a little scarlet.

Another three sticks of incense passed by, and Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan hugged each other out of breath.

Although their martial arts are high, but after all, the time of practice is still short.

In a short period of time, in the face of numerous obstacles, he has exhausted his internal strength.

Only the unyielding will is left, barely supporting.

looked at each other.

Each stretched out a hand.

Stick it on the other person's palm.

Feel the warm body temperature.

Fingers intertwined.

Not a word is worth a thousand words.

In their eyes, there is no such right and wrong, no such martial arts people.

In the last moments of this life.

In their eyes, only each other.

Affectionate.

A disciple of the Qingcheng School stepped forward angrily, but an embroidery needle pierced through his skull.

Kneel down.

Ok? ? ?
Countless people were shocked and puzzled.

Embroidery needles?
The Eastern Invincible is coming?

No, they know how to ward off evil swordsmanship, so are they making tricks?
Trying to scare them off with this?

Zhao Sihai, Zhang Jingchao, and Sima De from the Songshan Thirteen Taibao looked at each other.

They all joined the Songshan School later, even if they took the heads of Zhang Wuwei and others.

It was not their turn for the Songshan faction to call the shots.

Retired in my heart, and stood still by the side.

However, the bald-headed fairy Bu Shen and the vulture Sha Tianjiang in the Thirteenth Taibao are the side branches of Songshan Mountain.

If it is at this moment, kill Lin Pingzhi.

In the future, the Songshan School will also have the right to speak.

Turning their eyes, the two quickly stepped forward, flanking one left and one right.

chi chi-

There was another sound of sharp weapons piercing the air.

Weng Bu Shen, Sha Tianjiang tried his best to avoid.

But in terms of their martial arts, how could they be the invincible opponents of Dongfang?
puff.

The embroidery needle pierced through the flesh, and the two corpses fell to the ground, splashing a spray of blood.

The crowd was shocked.

Is this really the undefeated East?

A heroic woman in a big red robe slowly floated down from the sky.

The whole place was silent.

Silent.

Alone, the pressure of the righteous and the demons, the heroes of the Dao, trembled and frightened.

"I will protect their lives."

Dongfang Bubai stood in front of Lin Pingzhi and said flatly:
"roll."

The Devil's Cult side, fuck off.

They are not only afraid of Dongfang Bubai's unpredictable martial arts.

It is also because only Dongfang Bubai can give them the antidote for the Sanshi Naoshen Pill.

They dare not go forward, and they dare not leave.

Kneeling down on the ground in a spirited manner, he shouted: "The Sun Moon God Sect will last for thousands of years, and the leader of the East will rule the world."

Plop, plop, the sound of kneeling on the ground kept ringing.

Regardless of the blood on the ground, regardless of the stumped limbs and broken arms on the ground, he kowtowed and shouted:
"Sun Moon God Sect, for thousands of years, the leader of the East, dominates the world."

"Sun and Moon."

"Hahaha." Dongfang Bubai opened his arms, raised his head and laughed.

Dang-