Chapter 103 Final Battle on the Top of Mount Hua
The hand of the head of the Songshan School is indeed sinister. The broken sword flew straight to Ling Qianxue's head. If it really pierces it, it will definitely die. The drunken monk had already seen that there was a ghost in the heart of the head of the Songshan School. He took a step forward, and his ankle blocked the fragments of the broken sword flying over and made a "bang" sound.
The drunken monk scolded: "What do you mean? My master just wanted to ask this 'white-haired banshee' a few words, and you were so nervous. Why did you deliberately kill her? Are there any unspeakable secrets?"
The head of the Songshan School said, "misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! I didn't notice what was under my feet. Since Master Void wants to interrogate this white-haired banshee, it's not easy for us to stop her. Come and tie up the white-haired banshee to prevent him from leaving and use our Songshan faction to bind the family law.
Several Songshan disciples carried a "door frame" shelf and went to the stage, fixed Ling Qianxue's limbs in four corners, and finally tied them around their heads. If they wanted to escape forcibly, the rope on it would strangle people. The weight of the whole body was completely borne by two wrists. Ling Qianxue's head hung down and roped his neck Zi, the long silver hair hangs around his waist, leaving many sword wounds on his white and flawless skin.
Han Ruoli was carried to Huashan City in a hurry by the four waste brothers. He heard that many martial arts heroes had gone up the mountain and heard about the murder of the 'white-haired banshee'. Han Ruoli knew that something had happened. He didn't even have time to eat a meal and ran to the top of the mountain.
Although the four waste brothers are short, they have excellent light skills. The four people raised Han Ruoli and went straight to the top of Huashan Mountain along the steps of Huashan Mountain.
The hatred of the Huashan faction was originally a highly backed disciple in Huashan. Now that the head of the Huashan faction is dead, he naturally has to stand up and speak, carrying a bucket of dirty and smelly water and pouring it on Ling Qianxue. Ling Qianxue has consciousness, slowly raised her head and found that she is tied here. He secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, only Unfortunately, the head of the Songshan faction and Lei Wanzhi, the leader of the Wulin League, were not killed.
Ling Qianxue was driven very high by the "door frame" shelf and found that she was on the table. In front of him, there were more than 20 corpses lying flat, all of which were killed in a second in anger. In just three times, almost 100 people had died at Ling Qianxue's hands, which was incredible to say.
Qiu Qi pointed his sword at Ling Qianxue's chest and roared angrily, "You, why did you kill my master? How did our Wuyue Swords School offend you?
"Hmm!" Ling Qianxue felt that both arms had lost their consciousness, and their hands turned purple. "Since I'm dead, why should I talk nonsense with you people? Kill it if you want."
Qiu Yan couldn't wait to kill Ling Qianxue immediately, but Master Void was present and had something to ask. As for what to ask, he didn't know what to ask. Many sects under the stage were watching, and he couldn't do it.
Master Void walked to Ling Qianxue, "Amitabha, the monk does not lie. The poor monk has indeed not left the Shaolin Temple in the past year. Why did the girl say that the poor monk has been to the Aojian Villa in Youzhou City? And said that the poor monk went to find you to ask for someone?"
"Pret it!" Ling Qianxue said weakly, "That day, you came to the Aojian Villa with the head of the Wuyue Sword School and Zhang Qingfeng of Qingyun Pavilion to kill the two disciples of my Aojian Villa and desphem their bodies..."
There was chaos under the stage. How could the head of the Wuyue Sword School do such a thing with Master Void? Is that okay? Moreover, Lei Wanzhi also said just now that he did see Master Void in Youzhou City Aojian Villa. Now, four leaders of the Wuyue Sword Sect have died, leaving only the head of the Songshan Sect. The only head of the Songshan Sect can prove it.
Master Void also met Lei Wanzhi, the leader of the martial arts alliance, "Lei Hero, have you ever seen the poor monk in Youzhou City Aojian Villa?"
The old monk Lei Wanzhi was a little strange and didn't look like he was lying, but he did see the 'Void Master' that day, so why did the Void Master deny it? Lei Wanzhi is not a fool. If Master Void denies it now, he must break with the Wuyue Sword School, then what do you mean to see it? Still haven't seen it? Thinking of what I said just now, I simply said bluntly, "I did see Master Void, but... I just don't know whether this Master Void is true or not."
"Damn it! You are so bold." The drunken grabbed the collar of the head of the Songshan School and lifted him up, "Did you find someone to pretend to be my master? What good did you do to Aojian Villa?"
"Assistant!" Meng Ranlan's figure appeared on Huashan Mountain, and the left and right guardian followed her. When everyone saw the people of Aojian Villa, they gave way one after another. Meng Ranlan stepped on the stage and saw Ling Qianxue hanging there, and saw so many corpses of the headmen on the ground. They asked softly, "Qianxue, did you do it?"
Ling Qianxue did not deny it and nodded and said, "Master Mengzhuang, I have been expelled from the villa by the owner of Aojian Villa in Youzhou City. What I have done has nothing to do with Aojian Villa... You don't have to worry about me. I have violated the rules of the family and deserved death."
Hearing this, Meng Ranlan's heart was bleeding and whispered, "If so, why do you have to do this? Sister came to save you and take you away."
"No!" Ling Qianxue said weakly, "Sister Meng, I won't live long. Why should you do something big for me? It's not worth it. You are the owner of Aojian Villa. You represent the whole Aojian Villa, and I'm just an abandoned disciple of Aojian Villa.
"No!" Meng Ranlan said, "In front of the world's heroes... In front of the world's people, I officially announce that Qian Xue, you are still my proud sword villa. If someone wants revenge, come to my Aojian Villa. Protect the law and save people.
"Please slow down!" Master Void stepped forward, put his hands together and said, "Please listen to Lao Ya's words. Has the dream master ever seen Lao Ya appear in Youzhou City, Aojian Villa?"
Meng Ranlan thought: What is this old monk pretending to be confused? Since the old monk asked, Meng Ranlan had no reason not to say, "I did see it."
"Damn!" The drunken grabbed the head of the Songshan School and slapped him, "Are you looking for someone to pretend to be my master? Don't say I'll beat you to death."
The head of the Songshan Sect can't beat the drunken monk. The drunken monk practiced an iron cloth shirt and can't get in. Now the head of the Songshan Sect has no sword in his hand. Although he has deep internal strength, he dares not fight the drunken monk. It's better to make up a reason to explain it. He trembled and said, "Let's go to Aojian Villa to track down the Wulin scum. Han Ruoli is the minions of the magic religion. Although the magic religion has perished, there is still Yu Huo. Bai Xiaosheng, a hero in the martial arts, died under Han Ruoli's sword. Han Ruoli also buried explosives at the site of the martial arts conference, killing many heroes. It was Zhang Qingfeng's young hero of Qingyun Pavilion who asked someone to pretend to be Master Void and use the reputation of Master Void to suppress the people of Aojian Villa. All this was Zhang Qingfeng's idea.
"Can you also say this?" The drunken monk threw the head of the Songshan faction a few feet away. "Don't forget that I was also there that day. What happened? Won't I watch it myself? You actually attributed all your sins to a dead man, which made my master unkind and unjust. You, you should be beheaded!"
"Oh, my mother! There was a man hanging there. The speaker was the eldest of the four useless brothers. This sentence attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked sideways and saw four dwarfs carrying a man up the mountain. Specifically, it should be to pull a person, not a person.
The second brother said, "It's really white, and his hair is also white."
"Is that the white-haired banshee? It looks pretty good."
Han Ruoli looked up to the sky. Hearing the three of them say this, he hurriedly shouted, "Let me down."
Lao Si said, "Let go!"
Four people let go at the same time, and Han Ruoli fell to the ground with a "dong", regardless of the pain on his body. Han Ruoli rolled around the ground, got up from the ground and quickly rushed forward. The three-meter-high platform was jumped up by Han Ruoli. In Han Ruoli's eyes, what martial arts alliance leader and what kind of big faction gang leader , all. He. Mom is a bunch of strange dogs. Mother. Raising, he ignored these people at all. After jumping on the stage, he stepped on the body on the ground, jumped up again, pulled out the remnant sword, and scratched over Ling Qianxue's head. The rope that helped his neck had been broken. The knife in Han Ruoli took the opportunity to cut off another rope on the right, and the squirrel jumped out of Han Ruoli's body in a daze. , holding the rope tied to Ling Qianxue on the left and began to gnaw. His dull teeth were extremely sharp, and the hemp rope bit a gap in an instant. Han Ruoli fell down with Ling Qianxue in his arms. The falling force tore the rope. Ling Qianxue fell into Han Ruoli's arms and smiled, "I didn't expect... I can still see you."
Han Ruoli grabbed her hands strangled into purple and said sadly, "Don't talk, you have to rest."
"Are you not afraid?"
"Are you afraid? What are you afraid of?" Han Ruoli ignored all the people here and asked, "Are you afraid that these people will kill me? Are you afraid that these people will take me away again? For you, I'm not afraid of anything. I'm going to die together."
Ling Qianxue smiled sweetly and said, "Aren't you afraid of me like this? Isn't it scary?"
Han Ruoli lowered his head, kissed Ling Qianxue's lips and said, "You have become like this for me. I'm going to take you away today."
Ling Qianxue shook her head, "It's useless. I don't have much time. Help me take out the medicine from the red bottle on my body. I rely on the medicine she gave me to maintain it until now."
Han Ruoli knew that the 'she' Ling Qianxue said was Tang Ziyan. He took out the bottle of red medicine from Ling Qianxue's body, threw it aside and said, "Qianxue, don't do anything stupid. This bottle is poison. Come on! Eat this."
Ling Qianxue watched Han Ruoli take out a bottle of medicine from her body and carefully put the granular medicine in Ling Qianxue's mouth. "You'll be fine. I'll take you out of here."
"Bulls!" Qiu Yao scolded, "What do you think this place is? You can come and leave. You hold this demon girl so tightly. You kiss me here in front of the heroes of the world. You don't pay attention to the heroes of the world at all. The demon girl killed so many people. Today she must die, Master Void, now you have asked clearly, can we do it?
"Amitabha." Master Void put his hands together and said, "This is Mr. Han. I have heard of Mr. Han's righteous deeds in Baiming Villa for a long time, which makes the poor monks really admire him. Please be worshipped by the poor monk."
Han Ruoli is squatting on the ground holding Ling Qianxue and can't return the gift. His feeling is very clear. This empty master is definitely not the fake monk who once went to Aojian Villa. "Master, please forgive me for not returning the gift."
"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!" Master Void asked, "Mr. Han, this white-haired woman has killed so many people. They are all face-headed figures in the martial arts. Do you really want to take this woman out of here? This is an enemy of the world. Have you thought about it?