Mrs. Nishang reached out and touched her temples, took off a flower on her temples, put it aside carefully, and then waved her hand, the girls from the Feather class came out one after another and gathered beside her.

Mrs. Nishang said: "We are just singers who make a living by singing ditty songs. We don't understand the big truths of Brother Liu, but we don't see the son of the old man ruining the reputation of our ancestors. Boy, I hope you don't call yourself 'Qinghui' in the future. You are shameless, and your father under Jiuquan wants it. I don't believe that you can sleep well every day, and that your ancestors didn't look for you at midnight!"

Zhou Fei felt an indescribable sadness in her heart. Mrs. Nishang said so cruelly, but she still cared about the reputation of the deceased and refused to name Yin Pei in public.

Back then, with a sword and a sword, looking at the mountains and drinking the snow, it should be heartbreaking.

Up to now, the sword is left in the scabbard, and the blade has not yet emerged. Li Sheng refuses to show his face in the dark. She hesitates to stay outside the bureau, and Yin Pei is complacent in the quagmire.

Zhou Fei didn't know how the Yin and Li felt after hearing these words, she was a little sad anyway.

The eighteen men in iron masks seemed to be provoked by Mrs. Nishang's words, and said at the same time, "You fart!"

Mrs. Nishang sighed, raised her head slightly, and glanced at the dark night sky, as if she was looking at someone from a distance, and then she said coldly: "Although your adoptive father is not a bad person, in this life, he has really been ignorant. More than half a good thing, let's see what he has raised!"

There was a loud noise from the ground door lock, and seventeen iron-masked men attacked her at the same time. The person who was locked actually made the same action. Restricted by the unbreakable ground door lock, he could not stay where he was. The man seemed to be a demonic barrier, and rushed forward with the others, only to hear a "crunch". The shape, this man was unaware, dragged his broken leg, staggered half-kneeling to the ground, and still struggled relentlessly, with the blue veins on his neck bulging high, and he no longer looked like a human being.

The strings on Mrs. Nishang's hand flashed out, and the actresses in the Yuyi class were dressed in bright-colored dresses, mixed like flowers blooming in the night, entangled with the terrifying iron-masked people, forming a bizarre scene. fairy tales. Liujiazhuang and the others immediately entered the battle circle. The servants carried the copper basin and splashed the prepared "flowing fire" around. A faint smell of wine spread everywhere, and the monsters rolled into it. Soon He was picked up with fire sticks and thrown into the fire by those who were swept aside.

But even if there are no monsters, the gap in strength is still like a chasm.

Eighteen men in iron masks said: "I want to see where the heroes of the world are!"

With this hand, the flowers of Yuyi Class seemed to be swept by the autumn wind, and they fell as soon as they opened. Except for Mrs. Nishang, who was still able to support it for a while, the others were simply vulnerable.

Mr. Liu has washed his hands in the golden basin for many years, and his kung fu has fallen a lot. The long wooden warehouse in his hand seems to be covered with paper. The classic Taishan "Samsung Lianzhu" has just been stabbed twice before being caught by an iron-masked man with his bare hands. Pressing the tip of the wooden warehouse with one palm, Mr. Liu felt an unstoppable force coming towards him. The pair of tiger's mouths on his thick hands were torn open together. The bloody hands could no longer hold the long wooden warehouse, and he staggered back. , another man in the iron mask appeared behind him like a ghost, and with a grin, he was about to kill him under the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, an extremely bright sword entered the sky and smeared it towards the palm of the man in the iron mask. The man in the iron mask slapped it out, and the other sword was chasing after him like a snake. When the Iron Masked Man dodged, he faltered and pulled Master Liu behind him. It was Li Sheng!

As soon as he appeared, Zhou Fei noticed that the flag fighters from the forty-eight villages had already led a group of people without knowing it, stood in various positions, and surrounded the 18 iron-masked men in the trend of plum blossoms. in the middle.

Zhou Fei whistled a few times in a small corner that did not attract attention. At first glance, it sounded exactly like a bird in the mountains of Shu, indicating that Li Sheng was beside him—this was the secret code they used when they were naughty when they were children. Later, the relationship between Zhou Fei and Li Sheng became more and more tense.

Li Sheng's ears moved slightly, then he turned his back to Zhou Fei, returned the sword to the sheath, put one hand behind his back, and waved at her gently, telling her not to move rashly.

Li Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Senior Liu is right, and the younger generation has been taught—Brother Yang, what do you think?"

Before he could finish his words, he saw a group of people with deep eyebrows and slightly foreign characteristics walking out. The leader was Yang Jin. Yang Jin didn't say a word. Far away in the night.

Li Sheng nodded at him, and then clasped his fists with the many iron-masked men in a graceful manner, and said, "Zhenzhen Qinghui, if you ask who the heroes in the world are, I will introduce to you, the Forty-Eight Villages are here, and Qingyun Valley is there. , to help you brothers just busy grabbing the wastes that carry the sedan chairs under your hands. I don't have time to meet you. What else? - Please guard the front door of Wudang seniors, watch out for monsters, be careful. Shaolin monks occupy the kun seat, Luohan Array cut off the connection of the iron masked devil, thank you for helping the fist..."

Mr. Liu is kind and only let everyone make their own choices, but Li Sheng is so bad that "the back of the Yangtze River pushes the front", and without saying anything, he drags all the major sects into the water with one mouth, and verbally lays down a net of heaven and earth, and returns it to All parties have assigned reasonable tasks, which not only let them know what to do, but also let them not fish in troubled waters.

After finishing the arrangement, Li Sheng swept his eyes away from the iron-masked people and said with a smile: "Since the puppet is here, the matchmaker must not be far away. Brother Yin and Sister She have a lot of origins with you. As soon as she comes out, she will find you on her own."

The author has something to say: long wooden warehouse = long qiang... It is a shielded word, please understand

☆、Chapter 131

When adults frighten children, they always say: "If you don't obey, the big monster will come to you!"

When it was Li Sheng's turn to scare Yin Pei, he cut corners and copied the original text: "If you don't come out again, Zhou Fei will go to you."

Zhou Fei didn't know for a while whether Li Sheng wanted to anger Yin Pei or herself. She stared at the back of this gentleman's head and secretly planned: "Bastard, I have to smash his head into a peach."

Zhou Fei thought about it for a while, and used Li Sheng's longevity head to temporarily suppress her anger, and concentrated on doing the right thing - Li Sheng's words were not only to scare Yin Pei, but also for her.

These eighteen mouths speak so neatly and uniformly. If the words hadn’t been correct in advance, then it must have been Yin Pei’s way of controlling these eighteen people. It is very difficult to control them to work with others and cooperate properly. If Yin Pei really has such sensational skills, he must be on the scene now.

That is to say, if Yin Pei is not among the eighteen people, he must be in the battle circle.

But how to judge?

Li Sheng really gave her a problem.

Before Zhou Fei could come up with a statute, they had already started.

If a man with an iron mask has ten skills, the average level of these famous families is probably only one-twelfth. And this does not mean that ten besiegers can take down one man in the iron mask, because they may not be able to cooperate with each other, and the besieged people will also use their strength to fight and ask them to restrain each other... But this is when Li Sheng appeared. Before.

Li Sheng was young and had little experience. Li Jinrong had the intention to train him for a few more years, but he never let him officially enter the elder hall of the Forty-eight Village. But in fact, Li Sheng and Lin Hao shared half of the current patrol and defense of the Forty-eight Village. Li Sheng received the true biography of Qimen, and set up a formation to besiege Ding Kui in Yongzhou. After returning, he led the defense of the forty-eight villages and integrated the dark piles. Later, he even cooperated with Zhou Yitang and helped him lead several troops. Reach perfection.

Because of the momentary hesitation, the major sects lost the opportunity and were passively named by Li Sheng. This would have to make this hairy boy go round and round. This rare order and prohibition made them quickly reverse the decline. It is evenly matched with the eighteen men in the iron mask.

The servants of Liujiazhuang kept pouring "running fire" on the ground, pouring layer after layer, never letting the monsters on the Iron Masked Man take advantage.

Li Sheng is like a pipe of blood, making everyone suddenly feel that the legendary Iron Masked Demon is not invincible, and now more and more people have joined the battle circle, and it has become a net of heaven and earth.

Mrs. Nishang had a string of violin, covering the neck of an iron-masked man, and at the same time, three or four girls from the feathered class attacked him at the same time, and a Shaolin monk holding a long stick chanted the Buddha's horn, and a stick came to the head. Smashing it down, these five people firmly stuck him in the middle, and the man in the iron mask slapped his palm in an orderly manner, and the strings of Feather Clothing Class were softly sticking to his hand, and at the same time he let out a low voice, the pale white The blood vessels and muscles and bones on the skin looked like terrifying long worms, which burst out suddenly, and ruthlessly pulled Mrs. Nishang down from the string, and smashed the three girls in the feather class with his hand. The chest firmly received the stick of the Shaolin monk.

Hearing the sound of "click", the man in the iron mask didn't move at all, and the monk's stick was broken!

There was a sneer at the corner of the man's shriveled mouth, and before he was finished, a knife whose back and hilt were not as thick as the slenderest woman's fingers flashed by, the blade was accompanied by a scent of rouge. The Iron Masked Man and the Warrior Monk were close together when they were fighting for their inner strength, and resolutely wiped the Iron Masked Man's neck - everyone didn't see how Mrs. Nishang sent this knife out before she could stand firm.

It was the skill of the feather-clothing class, which was ranked among the four major assassins at that time, to become famous - "willow wind".

Mrs. Nishang succeeded in one strike, and was shocked by the great internal force on the strings, and she staggered two steps before taking three steps back to stand firm.

She pursed her blushing lips slightly, and looked at the blood-red man in the iron mask around her neck. There was a hint of complicated dodge in her eyes. She was afraid that she had spent so much effort just killing a trivial puppet, but she was even more afraid of the mask. It fell, revealing Yin Pei's face with the relics of the old man.

However, the next moment, the monk who came to help suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"

Mrs. Nishang only felt a coolness crawling along her back all the way to the top of her head. She didn't have time to think about it. She instinctively turned sideways to avoid it, but a young girl in the feather coat class next to her had not yet tempered this intuition, so she didn't react at all. A pair of cold hands grabbed his neck.

The last thing that girl saw were the eyes of the man in the iron mask. The blood spurting out from the wound on his neck stained half of the mask red. The eyes behind the mask were indifferent and cold, cloudy like a zombie. Then there was a crisp sound, and the girl's neck was broken alive by that hand, and it drooped softly.

The blood of the Man in the Iron Mask kept pouring out from his severed neck, the whole person seemed to be being pumped, and the skin on the back of his neck and hands quickly turned ashes, and he could still walk, kill people, and not be afraid. !

Rao Shi Nishang's well-informed Mrs., she couldn't help feeling chills all over her body and lost her voice: "What kind of monster is this?"

Zhou Fei had already climbed to the largest tree in the Liujiazhuang courtyard. She stopped on the top of the tree and looked down at the chaotic battle situation, feeling worse.

Sure enough, the next moment, someone shouted: "These people can't be killed!"

"The Walking Dead!"

"My God! Dead people... dead people can kill people!"

Panic swept the crowd immediately. The Iron Masked Man with a wound on his neck immediately disappeared within a radius of ten feet. The Iron Masked Man was bloodless, his fingers were twitching slightly, and his neck seemed to be unable to straighten up. Strangely and awkwardly crooked, then he suddenly accelerated under his feet and rushed towards the panicked crowd.

The first person who shouted and ran away completely destroyed Li Sheng's formation, and the entire Liu Family Village became a mess of porridge.

That Zou Daxia was red-eyed, and when he saw this scene, he shouted: "Wait for the cowards to get out of the way!"

As he said that, he directly stepped forward, swung a large golden ring knife, slammed into the palm of his hand, and slashed at the iron-masked man who did not know whether he was dead or alive, and the iron-masked man hit him firmly with his palm. Under his side, at the same time, Zou Daxia, who was desperate for revenge, let go of his arm.

The Iron Masked Man lost one of his limbs, lost his balance, staggered half a step and nearly fell.

Daxia Zou had a rib broken by him, roared in pain, bent down and spat out blood, gritted his teeth and said, "What about immortality? We chopped off his head and chopped off his limbs, but we have to see what he takes. kill!"

This bloody man is very infectious, and many people who were hesitant heard this, and they all followed him forward. Boom!" The moving corpse exploded in situ.

Countless pieces of blood and black things flew around, and even Zhou Fei, who was watching the battle from the tree, was implicated. She instinctively blocked it with a horizontal knife. The shadow that hit the tip of her knife was the kind of monster that could suck blood from Yin Pei's body!

The monster hugged the tip of the shattered cover with countless small claws, and when she was about to crawl towards her along the blade, Zhou Fei threw her hand fiercely. .

But the people on the ground were not so lucky. There were more than a dozen strange insects drilled out of the blasted corpse. All those insects moved like electricity. And he was very hungry and thirsty, and the living things that he got on it, whether it was a human being, a bird or a walking shòu, would all suck up like locusts.

The entire Liujiazhuang became an asura field, and screams that changed their tune came one after another.

Li Sheng also saw sweat on his forehead and shouted, "Zhou Fei!"

Zhou Fei was half-kneeling on the top of the tree, swaying gently with the treetop in the breeze. For a while, her energy was concentrated to the extreme. Suddenly, that very mysterious and specious feeling came again, and the movements of everything around her seemed to be changing. Slowed down, everyone who came and went turned into some kind of symbol in her eyes - she "saw" the Shaolin stick method was like fire, the young monks wielding sticks were like wildfires, and the old monks were like fire. It was like a spark covered by a lampshade, seeing the subtle differences between the two swordsmen, and seeing the countless familiar threads in Li Sheng's mixed swords, the brand of "Xiao/Xiang Jian" was the clearest...

Zhou Fei suddenly turned to the eighteen men in the iron mask, and found that their auras were exactly the same!

That is to say, if she believed her instinct, none of these eighteen people was Yin Pei himself!

Who should that be? Who else could it be?

Li Sheng's arrangement has already crowded the inner courtyard of Liujiazhuang, so where else can Yin Pei go?

The fear of some people in the inner courtyard had reached its peak, and they could no longer bear to fight with the monsters with bare hands, and began to rush to the door without life.

The heroes of Wudang were assigned by Li Sheng to guard the gate as the first line of defense to prevent the invasion of foreign enemies and the escape of the devil. Before they could figure out what happened, they were suddenly attacked by the panicked crowd. They were all mixed up, and the field was completely out of control, not to mention Li Sheng, even Zhou Yitang was here, I am afraid that he would not be able to control it.

Zhou Fei raised her head abruptly, her gaze like an arrow to the corner of the inner courtyard - the man in the iron mask who came in at the beginning had a lot of dog legs beside him, some who opened the way for him, some who raised his shoulders, and some who lay down for him. Most of these people are the former members of the mountain of living and dead. They were abused by the new owner, and they were basically vulnerable. They were restrained by the walking gang early, and they were all tied up around the big tree. .