Chapter 183 In order to protect (, please collect)

The magnificent knife is powerful and wants to break through the sky.

Seeing that the knife burst down, the man raised the stick gently to the sky. There was a mace in his hand, and he insisted on poking the mace straight to the empty knife light.

The situation is very strange and ridiculous.

A mace goes against a golden knife shadow dozens of meters long. It's like a toothpick and a kitchen knife. And it was greeted by the tip of the toothpick towards the blade of the kitchen knife.

Seeing this scene, the feeling that rises for a moment is that this guy is crazy. Isn't this the living ant stretching out their arms to mix elephants?

Even the three elders in Baihua Valley widened their eyes and couldn't figure it out.

K!

Under the burning eyes of everyone, the toothpick hit the kitchen knife. But the strange thing is that the toothpick was not broken, but the kitchen knife made a click.

The dozens of feet of knife shadow, the brilliant golden light suddenly faded, as if the balloon was suddenly punctured and leaked.

"This is--" Xiao Wushuang was stunned, and the people in Baihua Valley were stunned. Even the men couldn't figure out why? They have seen Longlong's golden dragon knife before. A male leader was seriously injured and died by his knife. These are clearly seen by everyone.

It's just this moment, the same person, the same knife. Why did this knife turn into another scene when the male master was cut?

Longlong's whole body was out of strength. After landing, he took a few steps back to stand firm. He didn't understand why? The man's cultivation is higher than him, and it is not much higher, but it is incredible that the other party can easily block him.

What is the situation when the dragonfly shakes the tree and turns into a steel needle to tie a balloon?

"Ky, pick me up."

The man was in mid-air, sneered, and suddenly jumped, and the mace went straight to the dragon.

Longlong's face was extremely pale. He swaded a knife in his arms, shouted and blocked his head.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Longlong's feet were straight to his knees, his face was full of blood, and his mouth spewed out a mouth.

"Hum!!!" The man sneered, and there was a touch of blood from the corners of his mouth.

The mace was pressed on the sky, and his body stopped in the air and did not intend to stop.

"Let's see how long you can support it." The man said gloomyly, and then his face darkened and filled his arms.

Puff!

Under the oppression of the other party, Longlong spewed out another mouthful of blood.

"Brother Long." Ye Wushuang's face was bloodless with fear. It was not until this time that she was really frightened. He has always felt that as long as Su Xiaoqi and Second Brother Long are here, even if the master doesn't take action, they can solve the matter. But now? For the first time, she felt as if death was not far away.

"Dragon---" Miss Tiandu only said one word, then flew over, and then waved, and the blood-red fog rose.

Wow!

The man waved his big sleeves and flew out with bloody smoke.

"Dream niece, I advise you to go away?" The man said coldly.

Bum!

At this time, a sword light hit from one side and collided with the mace with a bang.

The man shook his arm, and the mace almost flew out of his hand.

teng teng teng!

Turned over and landed, and the man couldn't stop until he took three steps back.

"The hero, you have to forgive people and forgive others." A figure floated from outside the valley, holding a long sword in his hand and fluttering hair.

"Master."

Seeing the person coming, Xiao Cong Wu couldn't help cheering and rushed over: "Master, you finally came back. Master, where have you been?

"Master, these people in black are so rude. They rushed into the Hundred Flowers Valley, damaged our flowers and plants and injured our guests."

Seeing that the master finally came back, the little girl immediately sued and glanced at the people in black with hatred. Then she stretched out her little hand and pointed to the three old men in Baihua Valley and said, "Master, they are really useless. Someone came to our Baihua Valley to bully people, and they didn't care and let Baihua Valley be spoiled. Let them beat people randomly."

The three elders and dozens of people in black stood safely in the distance without moving.

"Brother." Seeing Yue Zhiqiu looking over, Wang Ran took two steps forward and called his brother.

"Brother, it's possible to blame Brother Wang for this matter, and it's no wonder that our Hundred Flowers Valley is unhumane." An elder of Baihua Valley said, "In fact, we don't interfere in the affairs between them."

"Brother Wang, do you think so too?" Yue Zhiqiu smiled.

"Well, yes, brother."

"Alas!" Yue Zhiqiu suddenly sighed and shook his head and said, "Is it difficult for you to forget the purpose of the master's founding of Baihua Valley?"

"Remove the strong and help the weak, help the world and save people. If it weren't for this, how could we be deeply loved by the people?

"But, brother?"

"If you live a breath, Buddha will fight for a pillar of incense." Yue Zhiqiu interrupted him and said, "Even if they are not our friends, they are not our witches. But as long as we are in Baihua Valley, then we have to keep them safe.

"And now, men come to the door. You are indifferent." Yue Zhiqiu suddenly raised his voice and said, "Where is your backbone? What about your blood? Have you been eaten by a dog?

His eyes were like electricity, and Yue Zhiqiu's face was faintly angry. He was not angry that Baihua Valley was out of the matter. He was so angry that they let the men fool around in Baihua Valley.

The mountain gate was broken, and the Hundred Flowers Valley was in chaos. Where is the face and dignity?

"Why do you live so long when you are so greedy and afraid of death?" Yue Zhiqiu suddenly looked at dozens of people behind the three elders: "What about you? Three immortals, shameless and dignified, don't you want them too?"

"Are you indifferent to watching the men break through my valley gate and trample on hundreds of flowers? What about your blood and your beliefs? Where is your dignity?"

Listening to Yue Zhiqiu's words, Wang Ran lowered his head deeply and vaguely felt that today's decision really made Baihua Valley lose face.

"Perctivation? Why practice?" Yue Zhiqiu said, "The purpose of practice is to wait, wait for ordinary people, protect our homes, protect the people we like, and protect our dignity."

"And what about you? One by one, they are afraid of death, and don't even want their own homes? Are you men? Do you have blood? Are you disciples of Baihua Valley? Tell me, aren't you?"

No one spoke, and everyone buried their heads low.

Yue Zhiqiu looked up at the distance, and his five disciples were the same. He bowed his head and said no.

"Cultivation is to protect, protect the people you like, and protect your dignity." Hearing these words, Longlong was suddenly stunned and vaguely understood something?

Over the years, he has been just pure practice. Although the talent is amazing, the family is rich in resources, and the guidance of famous teachers. But his cultivation has been progressing slowly. The master once said that if you don't understand the Tao, you will always be diligent. He never understood what this meant? These days, to be precise, it was only after meeting Su Xiaoqi, especially after seeing him break through again and again with his own eyes that he had the idea of fighting for strength.

It was after this that his cultivation successfully crossed the heavenly threshold.

However, at this moment, listening to Yue Zhiqiu's words, his Taoist heart was shaken for the first time. Protect the people you like, protect dignity, and protect all the good things around you.

Thinking, Long's eyes subconsciously fell on Miss Tiandu's face. His eyes moved, Xiao Wushuang, Ru Bingyang, the unconscious evil child, Shen Jianxin, Lao Ye, was poisoned and swollen like pig's feet.

Suddenly--a trace of brightness appeared in his heart, and the aura of his whole body also flowed, like a trickle stream flowing into the sea.

The dragon sat cross-legged, with golden light shining on his body.

No one paid attention to the changes in Longlong, and everyone's eyes stared at Yue Zhiqiu and listened to his words.

"Yes, I'm a disciple of Baihua Valley." At this time, Xiaocong's childish voice sounded.

She was originally a little girl, and at this moment, she said such a righteous and solemn sentence, and immediately slapped everyone loudly.

"Brother-in-law?"

The man smiled and said, "Is it possible that you really want to fight with my man for a few outsiders?"

"Hum!!!" Yue Zhiqiu sneered and said, "Master, your words are too bullying. Obviously, you hit me in Baihua Valley. Is it possible that all the people in Baihua Valley are dead?

"Even if they are all dead, I'm not dead yet? I will compare with you with this old bone.

"Yue Zhiqiu."

The man shouted angrily with a cold face: "These foreigners killed hundreds of men, but you want to protect them? Humph--Is it difficult for me to give up this account?"

"Good, good." Yue Zhiqiu smiled and said, "Then the old man will ask the hero for a few tips."

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