Seeing that Zen Master Xueting did not continue his efforts, Dou Yanshan stood by and watched the battle. He didn't do anything, and asked, "Why did the master stop?"

Zen Master Xueting: "I and Yan Wushi have their own positions and have no selfless grudges. This encirclement and suppression is a forced one. In any case, an opponent like him is always worthy of respect, rather than ending up with a death here."

Dou Yanshan sneered secretly, thinking that since you are noble, why should you join this siege? But he didn't show any of it. He smiled and said, "The master is indeed a master's demeanor!"

Zen Master Xueting seemed to see through his thoughts and said lightly: "Gang Master Dou should know that even if Yan Wushi died, the Zhu Yangce fragment that was destroyed by him would not be restored."

Dou Yanshan smiled and said, "Shi Yan Wushi stirred up the world alone. If he dies, everyone will be quiet and the Buddhist sect will flourish. I congratulate the master now!"

While the two were talking, Yan Wushi was hit with another palm. He didn't want to leave, but the flaws had appeared. Qinyin had restrained his mind and had the two palms before, and his internal injuries were accumulated. His skills were not as good as before. At this time, under the pressing of Yu Ai and Duan Wenyang, his defense was completely broken and he was hit with two palms.

Of course, Yu Ai and Duan Wenyang were not much better either. A long sword broke, three palms were in his chest, his face was pale, he took a few steps back, and finally fell to the ground. A long whip was destroyed, and he also had internal injuries on his body, several broken ribs, and several mouthfuls of blood were spitting out of the corners of his mouth.

Under such circumstances, Yan Wushi still had the strength to escape. His figure turned into a afterimage. Dou Yanshan and Guangling's faces changed, but it was too late to stop them.

At the same time, Zen Master Xueting disappeared from his original position, and his light skills were used to the extreme, directly stopping Yan Wushi. Under the power of the "Don't Move the King Seal", Yan Wushi was forced to fight him head-on, and the consequence was that he could never leave. Zen Master Xueting took back five or six steps this time, his face turned red in an instant, and soon turned extremely white again. This time, he swallowed the blood he was about to vomit.

Yan Wushi laughed.

The laughter came to an abrupt end and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Dou Yanshan flew up and printed a palm to the Baihui acupoint above his head!

After this palm, Yan Wushi finally fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Zen Master Xueting frowned and finally said nothing.

He looked at Yan Wushi's eyes slowly closing, said the Buddha's name softly, put his hands together to bow to the other party, and then turned around and left without looking back.

Both Yu Ai and Duan Wenyang were seriously injured. Seeing that Yan Wushi had no way to live, he left one after another to heal his wounds.

Dou Yanshan squatted down and looked carefully, believing that the other party had completely lost his breath, he smiled and said to Guangling who was walking out with Qin in his arms: "Congratulations to Master Guang, unification of the three sects is just around the corner."

Guanglingsan: "Thank you, Gang Master Dou, Ji Yan, are you sure that Yan Wushi is dead?"

Dou Yanshan: "Of course, when I took my palm, his skull was broken. With the few palms just now, all the internal organs were bleeding and ruptured, and their vitality was cut off, and there was no way to rebirth."

Guangling smiled: "There is a skill in the Demon Sect called Huangquan Biluo. Before his vitality is completely cut off, he can cut himself into a state of almost fake death and preserve a glimmer of vitality. However, it is extremely painful when practicing and is not very useful in normal times, so few people practice it."

Dou Yanshan: "Sect Master Guang is worried that Yan Wushi has also practiced such a skill?"

Guanglingsan: "Since this matter has been done, it will not hurt if you carefully confirm it later."

He walked towards Yan Wushi and reached towards the other party's wrist.

A sword that was not unsheathed was crossed in front of him.

The sword body is simple and relatively clumsy, with nothing surprising. Only when it is close to the hilt of the sword, the four words "Mountains and Rivers are sorrowful" are engraved.

Guangling's face changed slightly, and he didn't even know when the other party appeared.

"Even though he was full of enemies and made countless enemies during his lifetime, he was still a master of his generation. The dead are the most important. Is it inappropriate to do this for respectable opponents?"

Dou Yanshan narrowed his eyes and read the name of the person who read it word by word: "Chen, Qiao!"

Chapter 55

Chen Qiao nodded to the two of them: "How are you two lately?"

After the initial surprise, Guanglingsan calmed down and looked at Chen Qiao carefully: "I heard that Taoist Master Chen fought with Sang Jingxing, and the latter was severely injured by you. I didn't expect you to recover so quickly. It's really gratifying!"

There was no one else present when the two fought. Sang Jingxing was seriously injured by Chen Qiao, so it was impossible for him to yell everywhere, but Guanglingsan was a member of the Demon Sect, so he naturally got a lot of news that others didn't know about.

When Dou Yanshan heard this, he was shocked and re-estimated Chen Qiao's strength.

Chen Qiao shook his head: "It's not considered complete recovery yet."

However, few people believe this truth. Although martial arts also emphasize hard practice, each sect has its own secrets that cannot be passed on, not to mention that Chen Qiao is a disciple of Qi Feng Pavilion. Who knows whether Qi Feng Pavilion has taught him any magical secrets.

Guanglingsan smiled and said, "I think about how Sect Master Yan treats you, Taoist Chen, maybe others are not very familiar with you, but I still know a little bit. I heard that the reason why you fought with Sang Jingxing was because of Sect Master Yan's gift?"

Chen Qiao: "Not bad."

Guanglingsan: "He treats you coldly and affectionately, and is no different from others."

Chen Qiao: "Yes."

Guanglingsan: "You came here thousands of miles away, and I guess you didn't come to collect his body specially. You came to save him, but unfortunately you were one step late."

Chen Qiao answers questions and answers: "Yes."

Guanglingsan finally showed a hint of surprise: "What is the point of his Yan Wushi worth doing like this? Is it true that there is a relationship between you two that is not worthy of being a foreigner?"

Chen Qiao said lightly: "I saved him not for personal affection, but for justice."

Dou Yanshan couldn't help but show a funny look and laughed: "This is the first time I have heard someone link the three words Yan Wushi with justice! Could it be that once Yan Wushi dies, there will be no justice in the world?"

Chen Qiao: "Yan Wushi is not a good person, but his assistance to the Zhou Lord is actually equivalent to supporting the Zhou Lord. Although you have their own positions and reasons, you can trace the root of the matter. Isn't it related to this? Supporting Yuwen Yong's Northern Zhou is not in your interests, so you must first eradicate this person. I think that if you want to end the chaos today, Yuwen Yong is the only one who is our differences."

Dou Yanshan shook his head: "Chen Qiao, you are a Han Chinese, but you actually support Xianbei people. No wonder Xuandushan thinks you are not suitable to be the head teacher."

Chen Qiao smiled: "That can only be said that Gang Master Dou has not really encountered a problem with countless people. As long as he thinks it is worth doing, why bother with what others think, how they think, friends and relatives who really like you and think about you will understand you sooner or later."

Guanglingsan: "Since Yan Wushi is dead, it is meaningless for you to come here. How do we want to deal with his body has nothing to do with you. Why do you have to force yourself to get involved?"

Chen Qiao frowned: "A man dies like a lamp that goes out. No matter what, he is also considered a master of his generation. I met him and hope to collect his body and bury him. I also ask for the two to be compatible."

Guanglingsan shook his head: "We have tried our best to kill Yan Wushi, so we naturally have to confirm that he has completely died and there is no possibility of resurrection. Let me cut off his head first, and it will not be too late for you to collect it."

Chen Qiao: "What if I don't agree?"

Guanglingsan: "Master Chen is of course handsome, but I and Gang Dou are not good at Long Yang, so I am afraid I will not be merciful."

When he said this, he still had a smile on his face, threw his hand up, and the guqin in his hand overturned, and pulled out a long sword from the piano with his other hand. With the help of lightning, the tip of the sword had been handed to Chen Qiao!

Chen Qiao floated backwards, and the mountains and rivers were all sad and unsheathed!

The two sword energy met in a narrow road. In an instant, the white rainbow penetrated the sun, the purple energy came from the east, the gold and jade were cut, and the frost and snow were shining. It was just now that autumn came, Dou Yanshan suddenly felt the cold wind and cold water coming towards him. He felt a trembling heart, subconsciously took a step back, and then realized his loss of composure, but he soon felt a strong sense of vigilance.

If this former leader of Xuandu Mountain is an opponent, he will definitely not be a weak and easy-to-cope opponent.

In fact, it is not just Dou Yanshan, but Guanglingsan has already stirred up storms in his heart.

He had few interactions with Chen Qiao, and he only counted strictly twice. The last time Shen Qiao tried his best to force Bai Rong to retreat, but when he appeared, he had no power to resist, and was even blind. It can be seen that his injuries were so serious that he had reached a point where he could not return. However, when he saw him again, although the other party still looked sick, once he took the sword, he was like a sick tree suddenly shining with glory. The dead tree was in spring, dazzling and dazzling.

No, Chen Qiao is like a sharp sword at this time!

The sword spirit is like the ripples of water, rippling, and it seems soft, but it is endless, everywhere, everywhere, not only breaking his sword light, but also weaving a tight sword net, wrapping him and Guangling San in it.

With the softestness of the world, the most powerful one can compete with the world. Man and sword are combined into one, and there is no more flaw to find.

Is this the true level of the disciples of the Xuandu Mountain Master and Qi Feng Pavilion?!

Guanglingsan is not good at using swords. He is accustomed to using piano, but he is ridiculous and proud of his swordsmanship. However, at this moment, facing Chen Qiao's airtight defense and attack, he felt a sense of powerlessness and didn't know where to start.
Chapter completed!