"Okay!" Fang Xian put his knife away, and Han Bing's true energy came out of his body, freezing Chen Youliang's wound. "The blood has solidified, your life is fine."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "My friend, your trick is really practical."

Chen Youliang is a half-politician and half-martial arts. He has never seen such a magical skill. At this time, he is half shocked and usually convinced.

"Who asked you to go to that island?" Fang Xian asked.

"I don't know." Chen Youliang answered very simply, and then realized that this was not good, so he continued, "That person helped me get eight bags of elders in the Beggars' Sect, so I naturally want to repay you. He gave me a map and asked me to go around the island and confirm whether the three of them were there."

"Which three people?"

"He said...one is Xie Xun, whose characteristics are obvious, so there is no need to say much. There is also a man and a woman, whose appearance is extremely ugly."

"Fuck you uncle."

Chen Youliang said repeatedly: "That person must have bad eyes. Although you are not very handsome, you have a sense of pride between your eyebrows. Your every move is even more domineering. This is a model for a true man!"

"Boring your grandma." Fang Xian naturally wouldn't be really angry because of his appearance, so he just continued to ask, "Do you know now how to answer that person when you go back?"

Chen Youliang had an idea: "I will tell him that all three of them are on the island."

"What else?" Fang Xian pointed to his left arm.

"And... I fought with you, but you killed an arm." Chen Youliang thought for a while, "But this matter cannot be explained. Why didn't you kill me?"

"You don't need to know this." Fang Xian continued, "Remember my face? If he asks, do you know how to answer?"

"It's so bold and arrogant...it's awesome?"

"This is a good fact. But that person has a bad look, you have to follow his aesthetic."

"That's... full of flesh on his face, slutty and inappropriate?"

"Fuck you uncle."

"Master, what's the face of that woman?"

"Well... I just have pussy on my face. It's right that purple water is ulcerated." Fang Xian mentioned Chen Youliang and finally said, "I know who you are and what you are planning. If you fight for your world, I won't care about you, but if you don't do this, you don't have to plan anymore. Whether it's me or Zhenren Zhang, killing you is a matter of wave."

"This is natural." Chen Youliang made a remark, "A real man stands in the world, and losing his hands is nothing, but if he loses his life, he will lose nothing! This is the best way."

If Chen Youliang was born in modern times, he would definitely be a pure politician...

In order to prevent him from having any ideas again, Fang Xian threw his trump card over.

"You are a smart person and know how to weigh the pros and cons. Now I can tell you..." Fang Xian said calmly. "From Zhang Zhenren to Yang Xiao, from Wudang Sect to Guangmingding, you have all become enemies with the person who instructed you. You should know very well which one is the big ship and which one is the small boat."

Chen Youliang said repeatedly: "That's it. That's it, Zhenren Zhang is a martial arts master. Chen dared not have any other intentions."

"It's not the time when you want to drug me?" Zhang Sanfeng said disdainfully.

Chen Youliang had a bright look: "One time, another time. Those who know the current affairs are heroes."

"How did you practice your face?" Even Zhang Sanfeng was amused by his justice. "For the sake of my friend, keep your life."

"That's it, that's it. If I have a different intention, I can come and get it."

Since he had dealt with this guy, it would be better for him to stay for too long, otherwise it would be better if he was recognized. Fang Xian asked Brother Diao to secretly take him down the mountain.

Now everything is ready, and even the east wind is not owed.

After Fang Xian agreed with everyone to the specific time to encircle Shaolin, he followed the eagle to call on his friends to attract his friends.

During this period, he wanted to find Zhu'er to accompany him, but this girl was gone. It was probably because she was hit by her grandfather. Fang Xian expected that this girl had never joined his team at all. She was just a follower, and she was of different nature from Wang Yuyan. Otherwise, there would be a prompt when she returned to reality. Besides, no teammate could leave the team directly without ignoring the captain.

Fang Xian was not sad, after all, he was just a girl who relieved her boredom, and I'd better be more caring about Ai Nu.

Half a month later, a dilapidated temple at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

The heroes present were divided into three hexagrams, one of which was the Ming Cult and Wudang, which were familiar with each other and was also the most powerful force. All the elites of this operation were released, and more than 30 masters including Zhang Sanfeng, Yang Xiao, Zhang Wuji, Wei Yixiao and others were probably coming.

The second one is the elites of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect. Both sides are in trouble. However, Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying still picked more than 40 masters to come, and she spared no effort.

The third is the Double Su**** Hero of the Great Yanziwu. Although there are only two, they have mastered the Sword Technique of Evil-Repelling Sword.

As I said before, in the story of Mr. Jin, the more timeline goes, the weaker the martial arts skills are. The story of the Dragon Eight Parts was the earliest, in the Song Dynasty, then the Heaven Slaying Dragon Slaying, at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and then the Ming Dynasty story of the Sword and Proud Wanderer. So from this perspective, Murong Fu, who is proficient in the martial arts of hundreds of schools and masters of the evil-repelling sword technique, should not be much inferior to Zhang Wuji, while Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying, who are seriously injured, should be relatively ants.

After experiencing the incident in Songshan, Fang Xian felt that Ouyang Ke and Xiao Duan were not authentic, so he simply stopped calling him. Besides, the story of Shaolin is not attractive to these two kinds of people.

If this stop is fought, the most reliable ones are the Ming Cult and Wudang. Murong Fu is also a good combat power, and others can fight.

As for Fang Xian, Hu Wen was not idle after attracting his companions. He temporarily put down his practice of the Beiming Divine Art, started "Lingbo Weibu", and once again gained a level and prestige in the world. The two major light skills "Walking Alone" and "Lingbo Weibu" are combined together. He wants to bring the style of the flower-picking thief to the extreme.

After everyone agreed on the time and signal, they stopped talking. Except for Ren Yingying and Murong Fu, they were all real men and not as many mothers and mothers.

"Everyone, then I'm going!" This time, Fang Xian didn't wear that mask and finally crushed the thing. It was not easy for Yang Guo to be back then.

Ren Yingying: "I have prayed to the God of Sun and Moon. My benefactor will be able to save Hatsune!"

Murong Fu: "I'll leave my cousin to you!"

Zhang Wuji: "This girl. What did you say? The God of Sun and Moon? Isn't that the Lord Ming? We are from the same hexagram?"

With hope, Fang Xian was wearing a re-made iconic yellow robe, holding a black iron heavy sword, and serrated sword. He jumped onto the eagle and set off on the road!

The eagle kept it idle outside the wall as always.

"Brother Diao, you fly around and see if there are any caves or caves. They are likely to be in that kind of place."

The Divine Eagle nodded with Fang Xian very sternly: "This trip is dangerous, brothers, take care of yourself!"

"Brother Diao takes care of yourself!"

One person and one eagle, through this period of pleasure, he has become a kind of friendship like a gay friend.

Men (male). No need to say much, one person and one eagle will leave separately.

Shaolin is not as easy to sneak in like other places. The story of the Tianlong Ba Tribe tells us that many inconspicuous old monks and monks may be like gods. In Fang Xian's plan, the Sutra Pavilion is the last place to go, and I always feel that there are old perverts there.

He thought about it many times and thought from the perspective of others. If he was Cheng Kun, he would hide a woman in Shaolin Temple. He should hide it safely without being discovered, which one is the most suitable place?

I have never heard of Shaolin having a secret room. It is only possible that Cheng Kun was in his own room.

A young monk who was patrolling the night was walking in the yard, and today he was in trouble. He just yawned and seemed to be tangled away by a life-seeking ghost. He looked dark and was already on the eaves.

Fang Xian covered the little monk's mouth and performed his lewd face with a fat face to the extreme.

"Where is Yuanzhen?"

"Namo Amitabha...Namo Amitabha...Ghosts and monsters retreat..." The little monk shook his body and closed his eyes and recited silently.

"I only ask questions and don't hurt people. Where is Yuanzhen?"

"Vajra Prajna Paramita... Demons leave quickly...!"

"Fuck." Fang Xian grabbed the little monk's crotch with one hand, "It's useless for you to keep this thing. If you don't say it, I'll just squeeze it out."

The little monk suddenly shook his whole body: "The second room in the third row to the east is below, the room behind the abbot!"

"Why are you monks afraid of this?"

"You are afraid even if you want to be a monk!"

"...Okay, thank you." Fang Xian knocked his palm on the back of his head, and kept it in the bush, and sneaked into the Shaolin dormitory area in the direction he pointed out.

With such a prosperous place in Shaolin, the living conditions are naturally better. Ordinary disciples live in bunk beds, and monks of a certain generation naturally have ** dormitory. Yuanzhen is obviously here. Is this guy doing well?

Fang Xian was extremely careful throughout the journey. As a master of unparalleled light skills, he was afraid that even gods and ghosts would not be able to find it. However, he found that a man was very careful and rushed in from the opposite side without any technical content.

"Such a coincidence, I met my peers again." Fang Xian quickly covered up his breath.

I saw that the man was elegant and light, but it was difficult to cover the fact that his light skills were mediocre. After all, there was still some movement. Of course, this "mediocre light skills" was seen from Tian Boguang's eyes. If it were ordinary people, the man would be considered a master of light skills.

"Is it another woman... Zhao Min is troublesome?" Fang Xian cursed fiercely, but felt that it was wrong, "Zhao Min is short and not so fat."

I saw the man jumping in a few seconds and landing in front of the door of the second small room in the third row. He did not hide at all and pushed the door open and entered directly.

"Cheng Kun?" Fang Xian was shocked and hurriedly followed.

This place is Shaolin, not outside the Emei women's dormitory. It would be stupid to do something like piercing through the window paper. Fang Xian had to lie on the roof, his ears were pressed against the wall, using the hearing of the legendary martial arts master. If Yu Yan was inside, she would always eat, drink, defecate, and always open her mouth, and always hear a familiar sound.

However, there is no girl's voice, but there are only two big men.

"What's going on?" one of them asked, his tone of panic and dissatisfaction.

Fang Xian can't forget this sound, it was Yue Buqun, who has now become a Yin-Yang man. Fang Xian still remembers the sharp and disgusting threat when he pointed at Yu Yan's eyes with an embroidery needle.

Another man said angrily: "You are anxious wherever you have just arrived? Didn't I say not to come to Shaolin to find me?"

I guess this guy is Cheng Kun, a very ordinary middle-aged and elderly male voice.

The atmosphere in the room was very ferocious.!~!
Chapter completed!