The Eastern Invincible Harvested Grass to Blackwood Cliff

Everyone on Baizhang Peak looked up and saw a red figure descending from a very high cliff, but Dongfang Bubai's toes landed on the ground lightly and without a sound , Just this little effort, immediately shocked everyone present.

Just now, Deng Jiuru shifted the force of his fall to the sword between Chang Qingzi and Xiang Wentian, but the man in front of him relied entirely on his own lightness. Even the old Shaolin monk was surprised and fell back. Take two steps and look at the face of the person coming.

Dongfang Bubai came to Deng Jiuru first, and Deng Jiuru was still enjoying Dongfang Bubai's "husband" just now, and now he took Dongfang Bubai's hand: "Lady, this old monk is very good at Yi Jin Jing, can you help me?" Be more careful."

Dongfang Bubai nodded, and then looked at the great monk of Shaolin, the great monk was also looking at him, the eyes of the two met, a suspicion flashed in the eyes of the great monk, and then he clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Poor monk Shaolin Fangsheng, what is the name of the female benefactor, and what does it have to do with the Demon Cult?"

"There was a relationship in the past, the old monk doesn't know who I am?" As soon as Dongfang Bubai finished speaking, monk Fang Sheng couldn't help but gasped, took two steps back, and looked Dongfang Bubai up and down.

"Are you the leader of the East?"

When Monk Fang Sheng said this, all the people present, no matter they were decent or the Sun Moon God Sect, couldn't help being uproarious. Few people who are decent in martial arts have seen Dongfang Bubai, and they all stared at him with wide eyes. Although the ordinary members of the Luna Sect have seen Dongfang Bubai few times, the high-level leaders headed by Ren Yingying are all very familiar with Dongfang Bubai. At this time, their expressions are the most varied.

The woman in red in front of her is Uncle Dongfang?Ren Yingying couldn't turn her head enough, and Tong Baixiong, who had the best friendship with Dongfang Bubai, stared like copper bells, and was dumbfounded, Xiang Wentian confirmed the guess in her heart and secretly groaned, the rest Many elders and altar masters are like this.

Deng Jiuru watched coldly from the side, snorting coldly in his heart, and at this time Dongfang Bubai nodded to Fang Sheng.

"Yes, it is this seat."

Monk Fang Sheng's gray eyebrows were all wrinkled, he looked at Dongfang Bubai, then at Deng Jiuru, and thought to himself, why is this Dongfang Bubai so weird, if he doesn't identify it carefully, he really can't recognize it. this person.

"The poor monk wants to learn and learn today. The miraculous skills of the Eastern leader are really brilliant!" After finishing speaking, the monk Fang Sheng was not polite, he flicked his loose monk robe, and raised his palm in a jerk to attack the Eastern Bubai. Come on, Dongfang Bubai took a step forward slightly, and with a movement of his fingers, golden needles shot out like rain between his ten fingers. Monk Fang Sheng didn't expect Dongfang Bubai to shoot out the golden needles. A golden needle flew past his temples, and the force of the wind forcefully scratched a piece of flesh.

Just dodging the ten gold needles, before Monk Fang Sheng could heave a sigh of relief, Dongfang Bubai retracted his hands, the end of the gold needle was threaded, and the tip of the gold needle turned back towards the back of the head and heart of Monk Fang Sheng. At this moment, monk Fang Sheng's back was sweating, he could only hear the bad wind behind his ears and back, and it was too late to avoid it completely.

Monk Fang Sheng gritted his teeth and straightened his whole body upwards, avoiding the two well-known places of the back of the head and the back of the heart. Eight gold needles brushed against the soles of his shoes and flew over, and the remaining two stuck in his shoes one by one. On the thigh, one was stuck on his heel, and both were stuck on the acupuncture points. Monk Fang Sheng froze in the air, and fell down from the air with a "plop", and passed out on the spot.

It took only a split second for this move to be mastered. Dongfang Bubai's technique was too fast. These people with mediocre martial arts couldn't see how Dongfang Bubai made the move, nor what weapons and tricks he used. , They only looked at Dongfang Bubai who hadn't left his spot for three steps, but the monk Fang Sheng couldn't get close to him for half a minute. He dodged left and right, jumped up and down, and finally fell and fell unconscious.

But those present with profound knowledge, such as the heads of several major sects and the elders of the Sun Moon God Sect, could see clearly, and couldn't help being secretly surprised.

At this moment, Shaolin Temple rushed up with more than a dozen young monks and rescued the unconscious monk Fang Sheng. The Shaolin head monk Fang Zheng stepped out of it, and saw that his palms had just folded together. A sullen-faced man walked out of the Songshan School, and spoke before Monk Fangzheng.

"I heard that the Eastern leader has been missing for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be the bait to lure us into the bait. Presumably, the devil's religion has already planned to use this opportunity to catch us all. Such a vicious mind, clever, clever!"

Dongfang Bubai glanced at this person and recognized him as Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan School. Deng Jiuru twitched his lips and said loudly: "Fart! I said you are too flattering you idiots. My wife stretched out her hand." I mean, it’s easy to kill your faction one night, what kind of bait do you need to get you people to Heimuya, and fart so hard that Heimuya will stink to the sky, disgusting or not!"

Zuo Lengchan's face turned black from being choked by Deng Jiuru's words. At this time, he suppressed his anger, ignored Deng Jiuru, and bowed his hands to Dongfang Bubai: "The leader of Dongfang is very skillful. My brothers and sisters want to learn together. The martial arts of the Eastern Hierarch, I don’t know if the Eastern Hierarch dares to fight!"

As soon as the words fell, twelve people from the Songshan School walked out, standing with Zuo Lengchan, it was the famous Songshan School's Thirteen Taibao, the thirteen people fought side by side, and the thirteen long swords all shone with cold light. Dongfang Bubai didn't change his expression at all. He glanced at the 13 people opposite and nodded: "Why don't you dare?"

Later, Deng Jiuru bluffed again: "Thirteenth Taibao, I said you got this nickname, didn't you just tell others that you are nothing? Thirteen is 'too full'!"

Fei Bin couldn't help being furious when he heard this, and stared at Deng Jiuru just as he was about to speak, but was stopped by Zuo Lengchan: "Fourth Junior Brother, don't fall for that brat's provocative tricks, he is very cunning, and it irritates the rest of us." Naturally, he lost his composure and forgot the tricks, and it was for nothing that others took advantage of it."

Deng Jiuru couldn't help laughing when he heard it: "I said you fart and you can't stop farting. My wife still needs me to use aggressive methods to deal with you guys? Pooh, no matter how many idiots are, I am still idiots, let alone dealing with you thirteen One, even 130, my wife is not afraid!"

Deng Jiuru was not idle, and he was very hurt. Many congregants of the Sun Moon God Sect couldn't help laughing when they heard it. With a smile on his face, Zuo Lengchan couldn't hold back no matter how much he won the Chengfu, he turned his face down and said to the many senior brothers: "What are you waiting for, come on!"

The thirteen swords attacked Dongfang Bubai together, and surrounded Dongfang Bubai in the middle. Although the Songshan faction did not have a sword formation, the thirteen people were familiar with each other's martial arts, so they did not restrain each other when they cooperated. There is a great understanding.

Zuo Lengchan and the others fixed their eyes on the golden needle between Dongfang Bubai's ten fingers. As soon as the golden needle came out, thirteen people stepped up and dodged. They raised their swords and did not hit the golden needle, but slashed towards the red line passing through the golden needle. A few of them saw clearly just now that the golden needle is extremely difficult to deal with, dodging is not counted, the opponent pulls the thread and retracts it, and will attack again from behind, so they come up first and want to cut off the red thread that involves the golden needle .

How did they know that their swords were cut on the red line, the red line was not damaged at all, Dongfang Bubai's internal force penetrated the line, when the line hit the long sword, thirteen long swords were blown away by the surging internal force on the line, Of the thirteen swords, five flew straight out, four of them fell off the cliff, and the other, as it happened, fell into the area where the Songshan faction was located.

The sword came so fast, how could the people standing outside the battle ring realize that the sword flew over and was slashing on the arm of a young disciple, when he heard the disciple scream, his arm was pierced pair wear.

Deng Jiuru applauded and booed from behind: "Okay, what a Songshan Thirteen Taibao, what a Songshan swordsmanship, stabbing your own people, brilliant, brilliant!"

And at this moment, Dongfang Bubai's eight red threads were wrapped around the other eight swords, and with a call of inner strength, Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly: "Let go!"

As soon as the handwritten words fell, the eight swords fell out of his hands, Zuo Lengchan made a final struggle, the whole body soared into the air, and he reached out to grab the swords that had been pulled into the air. Deng Jiuru, who paid for his life, laughed again.

"I said that the Songshan sect really listened to my wife. I think you might as well switch to the Sun Moon God Sect. No, you are too clumsy. Let's do this. My wife and I still need a few things. The servant who pours the footwashing water into the chamber pot, why don’t you just sign the deed of sale and be my wife’s servant!”

Deng Jiuru was talking sarcasticly, Zuo Lengchan chased the sword thrown into the air by Dongfang Bubai and came to the edge of the cliff, only a finger away, the sword fell straight down the cliff, Zuo Lengchan was so angry Jumping up a big piece, a little rock on the tip of the toe, the whole person rushed over, not towards Dongfang Bubai, but towards Deng Jiuru.

"Shut up, little dog!" Da Songyang palm slapped Deng Jiuru on the forehead with a bad wind.