Step Back! Master is Here!

"Master, what secret is there in the holy soldier?" Bai Shu could not help asking.

"I don't know." The head of Yuegong Palace shook his head.

Moon Palace has held colorful fairy pheasants for many years, and has not found any special secrets.

"Can it be that the demon monk is on holiday?" Bai Zhu frowned.

There was a helpless wry smile under the veil of the main palace of the Yuemiya Palace: "Even if it was fake news, what happened?"

Some people just have that strength.

He made a big lie, even if many people suspected that it was fake, but he had to "dancing" with his words.

"If it's fake news, why would he do this?" Bai Shu said.

"I'm afraid he really found the secret among the nine holy soldiers." The prince of the Moon Palace shook the rein in his hand gently, and the horse began to speed up.

Heading to the Tianhe Valley, she and the pity **** Atractylodes.

The matter in Yuegong has proved that the number has no effect in the hands of the demon Xuanzhang-or when he does not have a holy soldier.

Tianhe Valley, this is a rather strange place.

It is called a valley, but it is actually a mountain, but in the middle it seems to have been tilted and a part of it was dug.

There are cliffs and strange rocks on all three sides.

There are many footholds, and it is not difficult to go on. It is something that can be done by those who are not good at light work.

This place had a Tianhe martial art many years ago.

Later it was deserted, leaving only quite spacious, upward stone steps, and the ruins that were almost gone inside.

Because of its special location, many people in this area have played duels.

Including the swordsman, the place where even the top ten experts even picked up was here.

When the palace master and the pity **** arrived, the sky was already bright, and many people from the rivers and lakes had gathered near the stone steps.

The crowds were crowded in threes and fives.

The appearance of the palace master and the pity **** caused a commotion.

Many people came to talk, the head of the Yuegong Palace only slightly bowed his head, while Baizhu showed what is called a river and lake communication flower.

I can chat with anyone and understand the situation.

The demon monk Xuan Zang has not yet appeared, and many people can't hold back, and have already gone to check the situation.

Among them are experts in rivers and lakes and famous places.

What is the protection of the Qingshuang teaching, the owner of the Valley without Huahua, the head of the Red Lotus pie, and so on.

Quite well-known, there are no less than 20 masters who can name them, to ensure that the demon monk has not set up any ambush on it.

The Moon Palace is the earliest of the four holy places.

None of the other three holy places appeared.

Everyone here chooses to wait and see, hoping to have fun.

The most obvious of these was the group of people around, who could hear a voice staggering about what was being said.

Bai Shu listened carefully, said to his master with a smile, and walked over.

At the center of the crowd was an old man who was thin and dressed as a scholar. He had clean old clothes and a fan in his hand.

He was telling the story of the fourth demon monk at this time.

It sounds exaggerated, but Baizhu heard it, and it felt like a weakened version of the demon monk.

That guy needs to join hands with his disciples to kill Yanyulou?

Switching over, they couldn't beat the monk Xuanzang with the holy soldiers.

The first loss to reality.

"Old book man." Bai Shu shouted, and separated the crowd and walked over.

When the storyteller saw Atractylodes, he smiled and said, "It turned out to be a **** ..."

"Go! You pick flowers!" Bai Shu cursed with a smile.

This old guy is a relatively well-known storyteller. All sorts of rivers and lakes things are rumored in his mouth and become stories with legendary colors.

Baizhu has contacted this person many times.

The real name was unknown, so he called him the old man.

This man is martial, but he is very good at light work. In his own words, he often enters a dangerous place to investigate first-hand information.

How can I run?

"How are your rivers and lakes compiled?" Bai Shu asked.

The storyteller has a dream, which is to compose "One hundred and eight stars in rivers and lakes", which is better than the weapon spectrum, and it is beautiful.

"It's coming soon," said the storyteller with a smile.

"Which star do you rank as the fourth demon monk?" Bai Shu asked.

The storyteller shook his head: "This man, it's not easy to rank. I can almost do it after today."

"Are you going up?" Bai Shu invited.

"Don't be in a hurry, earn some carriage." The storyteller laughed, and walking the rivers and lakes cost money.

Fortunately, rivers and lakes hawkers have never saved money, and sometimes they ask him to customize and blow some people.

Don't look at the storyteller's clothes a bit old, but worry about clothes and food is sure, live a smart life.

Enviable.

"That line, let's go up first," Bai Shu said, and walked up the stone steps with the master of the Moon Palace.

Behind him was a group of people.

There are big guys coming up, and they can follow up.

Before taking two steps, there was a loud noise from behind.

The crowd turned their heads and saw a crowd of people coming slowly.

In the middle is a carriage drawn by sixteen horses in two rows-to describe it as a carriage, to be honest, it is too simple.

It can even be said that this is a gorgeous little house.

A group of energetic men surrounded by crowds were uniformly dressed in height and eyes.

Embroidered with a "Zhu" character on her chest.

It is self-evident that the king of the family of the Zhu Wang family guarded the sky, who was in the carriage.

The carriage stopped in the open space in front of the stone steps, "brushed", and a large "blank area" was empty around.

People who can sit on the same level as the Zhu Wang family, stand on the stone steps.

The carriages opened and eight strong men came out of it.

There was a soft sedan on their shoulders, not the closed type, with falling beads all around.

Can make people see clearly inside.

It was an old man with gorgeous clothes, but his hair was thin and the skin on his face and hands was quite loose.

The corners of the mouth and eyes droop, giving people a feeling of staying away.

Especially those eyes are small, narrow and sharp, like two knives, which makes people dare not look at them.

Zhu Shenfu, the owner of the Zhu Wang family!

He is now in his eighties.

In addition to him on the sedan and the eight men who carried the sedan, there was another person standing beside him.

A pretty girl, holding a sword box in her arms.

Needless to say, the sword box is full of thousands of holy soldiers.

That girl should be Zhu Shenfu's beloved granddaughter, Zhu Yishou.

This name does not sound like a woman's name, but it undoubtedly represents Zhu Shenfu's unparalleled desire.

Zhu Shenfu in the soft car, the gloomy sharp eyes glanced.

People around the rivers and lakes looked away.

"Let's go," he said, his voice hoarse.

The eight strong men carried the soft sedan forward silently, even walking up the stone steps.

You can see the four in the front. The body looks like a suspension spring, which rises and falls continuously. Obviously, martial arts are not weak.

It even surpassed most of the people in the arena who were present, but they just carried the sedan, and the fifty martial arts guards who would only be higher.

This shows the power of the Zhu Wang family.

Zhu Shenfu's eyes narrowed, looking at the little girl Bai Bai and her disciple not far away.

After a while, the eyelids gradually dropped, and there seemed to be some energy loss.

"This old monster ..." The feeling of thorns on his back disappeared behind him, Bai Shu whispered in his heart.

Jianghu is recognized as the strongest sword **** in the kingdom, but everyone is the most reluctant to provoke it. The most dangerous person is Zhu Shenfu.

Masters and apprentices of the Moon Palace, the family of the Zhu Wang family gradually disappeared on the stone steps, and the rest of the rivers and lakes also slowly picked up the steps.

The number of people under the stone steps was reduced by two-thirds, just as the rest of them planned to go up.

A large number of people and horses arrived. More than fifty people, compared with ordinary rivers and lakes' elegant and smart dress, they were all armed and wearing half-length armor.

The head of the person is a full-wrapped golden armor, which is extremely powerful.

Immortal King Armor!

After Moon Palace and Zhu Wang Family, Chengtian Pavilion, enter!

Three of the four holy places have appeared.

Only Feijianmen remains. There is no doubt that Feijianmen will not miss this grand event.

"Come, come! The sword boy is here too!"

As soon as everyone in the Chengtian Pavilion stepped up, there was a shout from above.

Unlike the people in the other three holy places, who went up from the stone steps side, the sword boy came over the mountain from the other side.

The rivers and lakes under the stone steps suddenly rushed up, for fear of missing something.

At the top of the stone steps is the site of the site of Tianhemen. A fairly large open space with a small amount of broken walls and remains.

The ground is a piece of bluestone that is not so regular. Many of them have been cracked, and some weeds with tenacious vitality got out of the gap.

Except for the stone steps that come over, the cliffs are on three sides, but they are not the kind of vertical cliffs that are smooth like mirrors.

Some good performers have taken up good positions in these high places.

Each of the three holy places has three prescriptions.

The Zhu Wang family and Chengtian Pavilion have a large number of people, and the momentum is amazing.

The Moon Palace was cold and lonely.

Ye Gong, the son of the sword, was the only one standing on a high place. The man was dressed in black, with a sword and eyebrows. He looked handsome and indifferent.

With three swords on his back and a sword hanging from his waist, he lives up to his name.

Basically, all the people who should come from the rivers and lakes have already arrived-in addition to hate Tianmen, this time the protagonist, the fourth-degree demon monk!

I hate Tianmen for no reason. Recently, I have been very quiet. I completely ignored the fourth-degree demon monk and ignored this event.

And the fourth demon monk ...

After waiting for about a moment of incense, everyone still did not wait, his face gradually changed.

Wait!

Everyone recalled one or two, and found that this did not seem to be an invitational battle, but leaked news.

The most important thing is that no one seems to say that the fourth-degree demon monk will definitely appear!

Such a big battle, if the other party is not stupid, will certainly avoid its edge.

Will not be pigeons?

Is the whole river and lake wishful thinking, what is wrong?

Just when everyone was in doubt, most of the people in the rivers and lakes suddenly looked up into the sky.

I saw several figures falling in the sky!

The mad Luohan Nantaisheng fell down suddenly, squatting on the ground, leaving cracks on the bluestone, full of strength and oppression.

The red fairy Tang Yuhan was physically fit, and people lamented why he followed the demon monk?

The Jade Dragon Boy fluttered to the ground, his clothes fluttered like long hair.

It is not only the way the three of them play, but also the holy soldiers they carry!

The jade dragon boy hangs the black flame demon sword ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The red fairy is holding a pan dragon stick, and the crazy Luohan, if not mistakenly, the sledgehammer he is carrying is a smashing Yue!

Three holy soldiers, really in the hands of the demon monk!

Coupled with the four holy places to come today, seven holy soldiers gathered together for an unprecedented time!

"Amitabha……"

A magnificent Buddhist horn completely suppressed the sound of the discussion that had just rang.

Everyone took a deep look. In front of the three sons of Yulong, I don't know when a white-haired man appeared, and no one found how he appeared, as if he had been standing there all the time.

"The Paladin is here."

Tang Luo glanced across the crowd with a smile, "donors, do you want?"

"Come here if you want."