My wife is the sect leader

On that day, all the monks in the temple violated the precept of killing, and Dayan's three thousand cavalry turned into dust.

This is King Kong's glaring eyes!

Dai Ling's cold eyes looked at the faint golden light, and he didn't speak.

"Ling'er, retreat first, there will be a fierce battle later." Tian Disabled Old Man said via voice transmission.

The seal has been broken, and the evil spirit seems to be suppressed by Fa Zhi's body, now is the time to collect that wisp of heaven and earth spiritual energy.

"Big elder..."

Dai Ling hesitated to speak.

"These are all first-class masters here, you are not their opponent." The old man Tian Disabled took a deep breath and said.

"I see." Dai Ling nodded, and stepped back a few steps.

In the huge arena, she is famous for her cultivation, but now in front of the Pilu Hall, she is not the enemy of everyone present, except of course Guo Yuchun.

The monks present were still sitting cross-legged on the ground, reciting Buddhist scriptures, as if they were giving salvation to the monk Fazhi.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

At this moment, two black shadows came from a distance and rushed towards Pilu Hall.

These two people are none other than Li Yue and the old woman.

"Huh!? There are thieves!"

Everyone present raised their eyebrows.

"Cough cough cough..."

Liu Qingshan took the lead in making a move, with his inner strength concentrated on his palm, he slapped forward with his palm.

"boom!"

I saw the huge palm print pushing away, and there was a loud roar in the air.

"Swoosh!" "Hoosh!"

The old woman paused, turned her wrist, and several flying needles emerged from her fingertips.

The needle is strong and soft, specially restraining this fierce and domineering palm print.

Several flying needles passed through, and Liu Qingshan's palm prints disappeared in an instant. Several flying needles also pierced into the stone slab, and under the moonlight, a faint light could still be seen.

The old woman and Li Yue stood on top of the Pilu Hall, looking down at the people below.

"A needle flies by, and the world remains peaceful."

The old man with a disability fixed his eyebrows and looked at the old woman above, "The master of the Wind and Rain Pavilion and the Moon Pavilion?"

Among the five gangs, Fengyulou is undoubtedly the most mysterious existence. Up to now, no one knows where the main altar of Fengyulou is. They only know that they use extremely secret means to contact the killers under their command. Some of these killers joined Fengyulou halfway, and some The floor was cultivated.

There is the second pavilion of the sun and the moon in the wind and rain building, and all of them are Tianzi killers. Ling Yuhua, the owner of the pavilion of the moon pavilion, is known as Yangjian Mengpo in the Jianghu. It is rumored that she is young and beautiful. I don’t know how many young heroes in the Jianghu bow down under her pomegranate skirt. , but her mind is vicious, it's just that people in the world don't know why she has such a beautiful face and never married.

Afterwards, she joined the notorious Fengyulou and became the top assassin in Fengyulou. The flying needle in her hand killed every time, making people shudder and fear. The number of assassination masters was even higher than five, and the number of failures was very small. and less.

Although An Jing has never met Ling Yuhua, he has heard of her name. The prestige of Meng Po in Yangjian is not for nothing. The woman in black gauze seemed familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"I didn't expect you to come to join in the fun."

Liu Qingshan said expressionlessly.

The appearance of the Wind and Rain Building surprised him a little.

Ling Yuhua stood on the eaves, with the moon disk behind him, which was somewhat hazy and mysterious, "Brother Liu wants the aura of heaven and earth, that's a coincidence, the old man also wants it."

Liu Qingshan said lightly: "That depends on whether you have the ability."

"I have a lot of abilities, especially the ability to kill people, which is unrivaled in the world." Ling Yuhua said.

If others say this, they will definitely be ridiculed, but this is the master of the Fengyulouyue Pavilion, how many people in the world dare to laugh when she says this?

Old Man Tian Disabled frowned, more and more masters appeared today, which showed that it was becoming more and more difficult to compete for this ray of heaven and earth aura.

How many masters are there to come! ?

"In the past, love letters were sent to mountain ghosts, and thoughts were sent to the west wind."

At this moment, a lazy voice came from the front of Pilu Hall.

"Um!?"

When An Jing heard this voice, it was as if he was dreaming. This voice sounded so familiar! ?It's unbelievably familiar.

"It's a pity that the mountain ghost is illiterate, and the west wind blows east."

I saw an old Confucian scholar walking up the steps with a smile, and said, "Yuhua, don't come here without any problems."

Chapter 93

When An Jing saw that person, he was stunned, like a bolt from the blue.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar in front is none other than Third Master Li Fuzhou.

Li Fuzhou! ?

How could he be here! ?

An Jing thought he had misread it, and couldn't help but take a few more glances, but what he saw was Li Fuzhou's old face.

That usually serious, pedantic old man.

That Li Fuzhou who will eat him for the rest of his life.

what happened! ?

An Jing felt as if she was in a dream.

At this time, there was a man standing behind Li Fuzhou, about 40 years old, with sharp eyes, and a huge knife with no blade on his shoulder, as if he was in danger.

With a glance, An Jing could feel that the swordsman's strength was extremely high, and he would never be inferior to him.

"Li Fuzhou! You old man."

The moment Ling Yuhua saw Li Fuzhou, there was an extremely strong murderous look in his eyes.

When everyone present saw Li Fuzhou appearing, they all trembled.

"It's good to come."

Seeing this, the old man Tian Disabled had a bright light in his eyes.

The more masters gather now, the easier it will be to fish in troubled waters.

And Dai Ling, who was standing in the distance, also looked over, and couldn't help but take a second look.

In Dayan Jianghu, there are still many legendary stories about Li Fuzhou, the patriarch of the Demon Sect.

Li Fuzhou! ?

Li Fuzhou! ?

When An Jing heard this, he thought about it for a moment, and his heart was shocked!

Could it be Li Fuzhou, the head of the Demon Sect's Renzong! ?

I am!

Thinking of this, An Jing's heart suddenly set off a storm.

Could it be that Li Fuzhou's boat is this week? An Jing has naturally heard the name of the head of the Renzong of the Demon Cult, but he never associates the third master with it.

For a long time, An Jing believed that the two had the same name.

After all, one is the master of one of the three sects of the Demon Sect, who is rumored to be murderous and unpredictable. scholar.

No matter how they looked at it, they felt that it was impossible for them to be the same person.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, An Jing wouldn't have believed that the third master was actually Li Fuzhou, the leader of the Ren sect of the Demon Cult.

No wonder this old boy has such a good waist! ?

At this moment, An Jing suddenly realized that this old boy is the leader of the Demon Sect Ren sect, maybe he has practiced some secret method of the Demon Sect, the martial art of nourishing yin and yang... This is a good thing.

"This Li Fuzhou, the head of the Demon Sect's Human Sect, is hiding in my house. Could it be that he has some ulterior secret?"

An Jing frowned, and woke up suddenly.

He never dreamed that there was a giant of the Demon Cult hidden in his home, which was simply too scary.

Li Fuzhou is the third master of Tanyun, could it be said that Tanyun also has problems! ?

But thinking of Tan Yun, An Jing felt that it was impossible.

But Li Fuzhou is a member of the Demon Cult for sure, he and Zhao Qingmei are still kept in the dark, if one day he becomes murderous and wants to silence her, then wouldn't Zhao Qingmei be in danger?

Or, if he was exposed, wouldn't his family become criminals of the imperial court who fornicated the Demon Cult?

No wonder recently, I feel that someone has been following me.

Myself, do you want to be here today... get rid of this hidden danger?

In an instant, An Jing's heart began to change drastically, his face became a little cloudy, and the sword in his hand was subconsciously clenched.

"Yuhua, after so many years, it seems that you still miss me."

Li Fuzhou took two steps forward, and said solemnly: "The so-called never forgetting, there must be echoes, don't you see me now?"

At this moment, he didn't notice at all the peerless swordsman with a colorful heart.

Ling Yuhua took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing, "Li Fuzhou, I have to say that you are really courageous, you dare to come to Dayan even if your injury is not healed."

You must know that among the many masters of the Demon Sect, Li Fuzhou is the most ostentatious and arrogant, so Xuan Yiwei can be said to deal with him quickly, otherwise there would be no four great celestial gangs to join forces to encircle and suppress, and then Xi Yuanjun would intervene to stop him Kill him.

When he appeared in Dayan, Xuan Yiwei would definitely not give up easily.

Li Fuzhou smiled and said: "Yuhua, are you worried about this old man?"

Ling Yuhua did not answer Li Fuzhou's words. When he was young, he was glib and eloquent, but now he is disrespectful and dishonest. It really proved the old saying that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

"Old stuff, it's pretty fun to play."

An Jing who was beside him sneered and didn't speak.

Li Fuzhou's smile faded, "Since he doesn't want to reminisce about the past, then Li will not be polite to you."

After finishing speaking, Li Fuzhou's body was shaken.

"boom!"

The hem of his clothes moved with the strong wind, and the black and white airflow behind him rushed out like a river, and as he slapped his palm forward, the black and white airflow also rushed away.

A huge palm print descended from the sky, like a mountain falling towards the Pilu Hall, even the people watching could feel a sense of suffocation.

"Come on!"

Seeing this, Ling Yuhua shouted with a chill in his heart.

Afterwards, Ling Yuhua and Li Yue, who were seen, moved their bodies and quickly avoided the palm print.

"Tom!"

The palm print slapped hard on the Pilu Hall, and the hall collapsed in an instant, countless wooden pillars were turned into powder, and a large cloud of smoke and dust was raised.

"What a terrifying strength!"

An Jing was also shocked when he saw Li Fuzhou who turned the Pilu Hall into ruins with every gesture.

This old boy is too good at pretending...... But why do you want to blackmail your own money?

The Li Fuzhou at this time is completely different from the usual serious and rigid old man, and this kind of strong sense of impact is the strongest for An Jing.

His eyes are bright, with one hand behind his back, his eyes are domineering, and he glances lightly at all the masters present.

How does this look like a master who has not recovered from a serious injury! ?

Among the collapsed ruins, a black cave appeared in front of everyone's eyes. This was exactly where the Buddha statue of Pilu Hall was built, and it was also the place where the seal was sealed.

"call out!"

A ray of dark blue light rushed out of the cave, illuminating the boundless night.

"Hint [-]: There is a cyan opportunity (aura of heaven and earth) near the host."