Yanyu Tower is deserted and clear. Obviously, it is no secret that someone is fighting here today. I would like to think Yanyu Tower is also a big restaurant, but when I arrived at the ground, I found it was just a second-floor pavilion. The old urchin ran up and down, but found no figure. He muttered to find a place to sit down. Fortunately, Qi Zi of Quanzhen had come here to check it out a long time ago, and brought some wine and food along the boat, and carried it to Yanyu Tower one after another.

Although the old naughty boy was a backer for Quanzhen Qizi, Qizi was still careful. He came upstairs and stopped drinking. He found a place to sit down together, and took care of his luck and breathing. The six monsters were drinking a little less, and sat aside and closed their eyes to rest. Only the old naughty boy was eating and drinking, as if he was not full just now.

Hong Qigong carried a roast lamb leg and turned over to sit on the railing. While gnawing on the roast lamb leg, he looked out and said to himself, "This ghost place is stuffy and hot. This night will be either heavy fog or heavy rain. I'm afraid I won't see the moon." He said to Guo Jing, who was dazed, shouting: "Jing'er, come and beat the old beggar's legs, don't always be stupid there." Guo Jing agreed, sat down next to Hong Qigong, and began to beat the legs of Hong Qigong. Hong Qigong looked at the listless Guo Jing, and then looked at the three people on the other side with a happy face. He wanted to comfort his stupid disciple, but he didn't know what to say. He sighed, shook his head, lying down to the sky, and put the wine gourd behind his head, so that he no longer had to worry about it.

I sat with Mochou and Huang Rong, and didn't say anything. The two girls were satisfied as long as they leaned against me quietly. But I was there quietly regulating my breathing. I always felt that there must be many people coming later. I felt a little regretful that I didn't gather Lu Youjiao and the others to help. The old naughty boy really couldn't eat it, and he jumped up and down there for a moment. There was no peace. Every time I wanted to find something, but when I was glaring, I had to silence my lips and honestly.

The sky gradually darkened, a bright moon slowly rose, and the water vapor spread on the lake surface, and there was a heavy fog. Suddenly, a broken gong-like voice beneath the Yanyu Tower shouted: "The bulls from Quanzhen Sect, I'm here, don't let the cats come out."

When Quanzhen Qizi heard this, all his faces changed, and they stood up one after another, and were about to go downstairs. The old naughty boy had been impatient for a long time. He cheered and rushed out from under the railing, and then smiled and said, "Ha, it turns out that you are really here, and Boy Yang really knows how to calculate it." As he said that, he started to fight.

The seventh son of Quanzhen was afraid that the uncle of the master would be wrong, so he did not take the stairs. They all jumped out from the railings. The six monsters in Jiangnan were not behind and followed them downstairs. I saw that Guo Jing was going to follow him, so I quickly stood up, grabbed him, and whispered: "Second brother, the seventh man has not recovered from his serious injury. You should protect the seventh man." Guo Jing nodded repeatedly after hearing this and said, "Thank you, brother, for reminding me, why don't I really forget this matter." As he said that, he stood back to Hong Qigong and looked down from the railings.

Huang Rong and Mo Chou also stood beside the railing and looked down. There were many people gathered in the open space behind Yanyu Building. The old naughty boy and Ouyang Feng were fighting happily. The two of them fists and feet, and the wind was loud. Ouyang Feng said angrily: "Old naughty boy, why are you crazy? Just come up and take action?"

The old naughty boy laughed strangely, keeping his hands on his face, and said with a smile: "Old poison, if you were not invited to help, what would you do when you come to Yanyulou at night? The old naughty boy is also here to help. Since we are going to fight sooner or later, it would be better to fight this night than to fight earlier. But don't worry, the old naughty boy will not easily use his tricks to hit you."

Ouyang Feng snorted coldly: "Are you still afraid of you? Old naughty boy? I want to see how many levels of kung fu you have learned Wang Chongyang." He no longer argued with the old naughty boy, but focused his mind and fought with the old naughty boy.

The two of them were half a dozen, and they probably would have to be out of a thousand moves to decide the outcome. The masters of this level could not see it at any time. Everyone present looked at the two who were fighting with all their attention. Whether they could see it clearly or not, they pretended to nodded. Hong Qigong frowned next to him and said, "The martial arts of the old poison are getting more and more strange. Jing'er, did the scripture you wrote for the old poison as I told you?"

Guo Jing was slightly stunned, scratched his head and said, "Yes, except for the three pages at the beginning, the rest are all reversed from beginning to end."

Hong Qigong sighed and said, "Silly boy, you are still real. This kind of thing should focus on the nine false and one true, so that the effect is good." He looked at Ouyang Feng in the field and said, "This old poisonous creature has just practiced the "Nine Yin Fake Sutra" to achieve the effect. I really can't learn this skill."

Guo Jing looked puzzled and could not understand how Ouyang Feng practiced. Just now, when he was downstairs in Yanyu Tower, Hong Qigong had already told me the joke about Guo Jing tampering with the "Nine Yin True Sutra" and fooling Ouyang Feng. Now, seeing Hong Qigong was amazed at Ouyang Feng, he looked unwilling to accept his feelings. He was obviously afraid that he would not have the chance to take revenge. He couldn't help laughing: "Seven Duke, Ouyang Feng practiced the "Nine Yin True Sutra" in a different way, although he had a different approach in martial arts, the difference between the right and the wrong is quite different. In my opinion, according to Ouyang Feng's temperament, he will sooner or later practice."

Hong Qigong nodded but stopped answering, and focused on watching the moves of the two people in the venue, which was confirmed by their martial arts skills. Although Huang Rong and Mo Chou had good martial arts skills, they did not understand much about the competition in the venue. After watching for a while, they were not interested. They began to look around. Suddenly, Huang Rong pulled my sleeves and pointed to a group of people downstairs and said, "Brother, look, Qiu Qianren is here too?"

Mo Chou and I looked in the direction Huang Rong pointed, and indeed, we saw Lao Er wearing a yellow tulip shirt and waving a big palm fan in his right hand, pointing at Ouyang Feng and the old naughty boy who were fighting in the field. When Mo Chou saw the old man, he said angrily: "It's this dead old man who lied to me that Brother Kang was harmed by the six monsters in Jiangnan. I went down to kill him." As he said that, he drew his sword and was about to jump down.

I hurriedly grabbed Mo Chou and said, "I don't know if this old man is a liar Qiu Qianren or a iron palm Qiu Qianren. Rong'er suffered this loss last time. Let's try him first." As he said that, he dug out half a brick from the pillar next to him, weighed the weight, and with force, he smashed the old man Qiu downstairs with a shout.

The half of the brick hit Qiu Laoer with the sound of wind. When Qiu Laoer heard the sound of wind, he suddenly dodged forward and avoided the brick. The brick continued to show signs, and hit a minion next to Qiu Laoer with a bang. The iron palm helped the minion scream, hugged his shoulder and rolled on the ground. Qiu Laoer turned his head and cursed in the direction of the brick, "Who is the rat, plotting against your grandfather?"

I saw the figure of Mr. Qiu jumping away. Although she was embarrassed, she was still very neat. Half a month ago, after I had severely injured Mr. Qiu. No matter who had lost half a pound of meat on his butt, I could still move so neatly. I immediately let go of Mo Chou, who was eager to try, and shouted to the downstairs: "Old liar, do you still recognize your master?"

Old Qiu had already seen several people upstairs and cursed, "Boy, I am not alone in your grandfather today." As he said that, he waved his hand and said to dozens of big men beside him, "Whoever kills the boy upstairs will be promoted to him one level when he goes back." Dozens of big men immediately pulled out their swords and rushed over with shouts.

Mochou couldn't bear it anymore, and with a soft shout, he rushed towards Lao Qiu with a sword. When the person was in the air, he shot out a few ice spirit silver needles. A silver light flashed, and immediately a few iron palm gang members were lying on the ground. After turning it over a few times, they disappeared. Lao Qiu saw Mochou's ferocity and shouted to the surroundings: "Stop this little witch, stop her..." As he said that, he turned his head and crawled into the crowd.

Although the members of the Iron Palm Gang were afraid of Mochou's silver needles, they still bit the bullet and stopped Mochou. Mochou was not afraid and used the Jade Girl Suxin Sword, wandering back and forth among the Iron Palm Gang, following Qiu Laoer. At this time, Mochou's white clothes were fluttering, and the Jade Girl Suxin Sword was elegant again, and it was very out of the world under the moonlight.

Peng Lianhu and others looked at each other, obviously not understanding what the leader of the Iron Palm Gang was doing. He was chased by a little girl and fled everywhere. Dozens of big men next to him could not resist it. He couldn't help but feel disappointed with the Iron Palm Gang, so he simply watched coldly. When Quanzhen's seventh son saw Mo Chou gaining the upper hand, he ignored it and focused on the old naughty boy and Ouyang Feng who were fighting fiercely in the field. However, the six monsters in Jiangnan scolded the Iron Palm Gang for bullying the few, shouting loudly, blocking half of the Iron Palm Gang members.

Huang Rong also wanted to jump down and beat the liar Qiu Laoer. I hurriedly grabbed her and shook her head and said, "Rong'er, you still have injuries on your body. Don't do it first. I'll deal with these minions, and you can go down and vent your anger." Then I took out the phoenix piano and smiled at Mochou below, "Mochou, I'll play the piano to your heart's content." As he said, the song "Ten-sided Ambush" was played out.

I played this song "Ten Faces" directly from the most intense seventh section. In the fierce sound of the piano, Mochou's figure became faster and faster. In conjunction with Mochou's sword, I waved my hands and kept hitting the sound blade in the sound of the piano. After more and more people around Mochou lay down for no reason, the iron palm gang members could no longer be able to raise their fighting spirit. With a shout, they threw down their weapons, and rushed away with their heads.

Old Qiu, who was running around, hit me with a sound blade on the leg, rolled forward and lay on the ground, hugged his legs, and pulled his neck to shout for help. Mochou didn't care how Old Qiu performed, and snorted coldly, and the sword would bring about the sinful life of this old liar. At this moment, a scream came from the bamboo forest not far away, and then a figure flew towards Mochou.

I was shocked and flicked my hands, and two sound blades hit the figure. But the person who came did not dodge or avoid it. His speed did not decrease, and his body still flew straight towards Mochou. Seeing that the person who came was coming in a fierce manner, Mochou didn't bother to kill Mr. Qiu on the ground, he flew slanted and rushed towards me. Huang Rong pulled out my dog-beating stick and jumped down to answer.

With a "bang", the person who came was arching on the ground without moving. I also jumped down from Yanyu Tower, pulled Mo Chou and Huang Rong behind me, and looked at the person lying on the ground with a phoenix zither. I looked carefully at the person lying on the ground, and couldn't help but breathe. This aggressive guy turned out to be a dead person. He looked like the iron palm gang leader who had just escaped. It seemed that he was beaten to death in the bamboo forest and threw it back as a hidden weapon.

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Chapter completed!