?When Qiu Yu was besieged by those regular members just now, Xuan Li quickly went back to the house to get her clothes and shoes and came to the master. After Hong Fuzhen put it on, she ordered: "Go and help your junior sister. She is fighting with the disciples of Feixian Miaoyu in the sky."

At the Jiangyue Tower, Hong Fuzhen had seen Tang Xuedong's martial arts skills and felt that they were far worse than her disciples, so she didn't take the other party seriously. When she saw the second disciple, she casually ordered Xuan Li to help.

"Yes." Xuan Li agreed and ran in quickly.

Then, Hong Fuzhen looked at Abbot Dehui who was running here, and couldn't help but sigh and remember some past events. Thinking about the first young master Fan was the most beautiful man in the world, and he was longed for by countless girls. Time is really a killing knife. The handsome man back then became a monk with vicissitudes of life now. Time is ruthless! Alas, if Lang Ge accepted my love, what would I look like now?

Seeing that the other party waved the Zen Staff and smashed the long sword in King Fei Nan's hand, and while running wildly, Hong Fuzhen secretly sighed that Lang Ge was no longer young, but his kung fu became more and more perfect. Perhaps he had only been practicing martial arts for so many years!

In the room, Xuan Li was secretly surprised when she saw the situation inside. She saw that the younger sister, who was the most skilled martial arts in the master's sect, was naked and her hair was forced to be scattered and in a mess.

Rao Meier once defeated Tang Xuedong. Based on this, she didn't take the other party seriously before. Unexpectedly, after not seeing her for several months, the beautiful iceberg girl's kung fu improved a lot. In addition, she had weapons in her hands, and she gained the upper hand as soon as she tried her best and suppressed her firmly.

Even so, Rao Meier did not run away for the sake of so-called face and chose to hold on. However, she secretly complained in her heart, feeling that she would not be able to hold on. At the same time, she was very jealous. Damn, why did this girl eat Viagra? It's too fierce!

Fortunately, Xuan Li appeared in time, and she said angrily: "Die woman, dare to bully my junior sister, my aunt will kill you." She waved the gun in her hand and rushed forward, piercing Tang Xuedong's towering chest.

In this way, it became two-on-one, and the situation was alleviated. Even if Tang Xuedong was still calm in the face of the attacks of the two women, he was not in a good position to defend. Although he could not win, he would not be hurt in a short period of time.

For Tang Xuedong, this is undoubtedly a leap forward. She thoroughly realized the benefits of dual cultivation. Her martial arts really grew very fast, otherwise, she could not even beat Rao Meier before. It seems that dual cultivation is definitely a magical technique of cultivation!

The members of the feather club outside rushed over like a tide. Under the instructions of Taoist Xuande, the common members left to resist the many feather club members. Before Qiu Yu took a breath, Hong Fuzhen rushed over again and scolded: "Boy, die!" As the jade arm swung, the hehuan thread flew out again.

The knife in Qiu Yu's hand was jagged and was not sharp, but, no matter what, he was not bare-handed now, so he sneered and waved his sword to block it.

The two of them fought each other again. With weapons in their hands, Qiu Yu seemed less passive and could fight against him. The machete slashed out sharply, and the situation was clearly divided.

Hong Fuzhen was extremely shocked. She never expected that this young man under the age of twenty had made progress so fast, and his skills were almost the same as hers. What would it take for her to do with time? Could it be that the brat would have any adventure?

Of course, Hong Fuzhen never dreamed that Qiu Yu's skills were improved so quickly were all due to dual cultivation!

At this moment, Abbot Dehui rushed over, thinking that Shui Mei Yaoji had chased him crazy and the two had known each other for a long time. Of course, he knew the other party's strength, for fear that Qiu Yu would lose, so he rushed over and said, "Boss, let me deal with her."

To be honest, although Qiu Yu's skills are equal to Hong Fuzhen, he is afraid of the other party's unique weapon, Hehuan Line, and feels that he is unprepared for defense. After hearing Abbot Dehui's words, he was also happy to relax and smiled and said, "Then I'll hand her over to you. You have to be careful, this girl is not easy to mess with."

Qiu Yu wanted to retreat, but Hong Fuzhen didn't want to let him go, so she stepped up the offensive. Abbot Dehui chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha!"

"Soon!"

The Sierre Zen Staff waved and smashed it towards Hong Fuzhen's head, with a terrifying momentum!

Hong Fuzhen hurriedly avoided and said angrily: "Su Lang, you actually want my life for this kid. It's useless for me to love you so much when I was young."

Since Wu Shuixian, Abbot Dehui feels that women in the world are all over the world, and even Miaoyu, whom he once fell in love, has forgotten the mind, let alone this Shui Mei Yaomei, whom he was not very optimistic about back then!

While continuing to launch the attack, Abbot Dehui said in a deep voice: "My name is Dehui now, it is no longer Su Lang. Besides, I have joined the feather club, so I will definitely not allow you to hurt my boss."

"What?" Hong Fuzhen shouted in a flash, "You actually joined the feudal club. What a big joke. You, a monk's family, don't chant scriptures and worship Buddha, but you are a gangster. Is it embarrassing?"

Before Abbot Dehui responded, Qiu Yu next to him smiled and said, "What do you know? It was me who made the abbot regain his passion for life and full of vitality, so he joined our Badminton Club. Besides, it's embarrassing to be a villain, you are not the same."

Hong Fuzhen said angrily: "Shut up, I didn't ask you."

"Shut up, shut up, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Qiu Yu snorted coldly and flew westward to chase him.

It turned out that there were less than 100 members of the Yishen in the courtyard, and there were nearly 500 members of the Mad Lion Hall who were attacking. The gap between the two sides was too big. Those Yishen members were like a small stream of water that was swept into a vortex, and were immediately washed away and scattered, suffering unprecedented beatings.

Taoist Xuande even met Mr. Luo, one of the nine evil spirits in the world. The two of them fought for only a few moves, and the old guy was cut off one of his arms by Mr. Luo, which made him faint in a pool of blood.

Seeing that the situation was over, the King of Southern hurriedly ran away and wanted to leave the place while the chaos was in the chaos. However, he had been targeted by Qiu Yu long ago, so Qiu Yu chased him closely behind.

Compared with Qiu Yu, the Southern King's light skills were simply weak. In an instant, the two people got closer. Qiu Yu raised his hand and heard a sound of crying. The machete flew out fiercely.

The strong wind came, and the King of Southern hurriedly dodged, and finally barely avoided it. The machete flew over to his shoulder. However, he could dodge the first day of the lunar month and the fifteenth day of the lunar month. A black shadow suddenly stepped forward and waved his iron fist to smash it.

The King of Southern turned around and punched in confrontation. Unexpectedly, Qiu Yu smashed his fist with an iron fist. Although it was also a fist, the hardness and strength were far different. Only the sound of a fickle bone fracture sounded. The King of Southern's five fingers were all broken, and he screamed in pain.
Chapter completed!