Chapter 16 Mysterious Swordsman

Mr. Mingyue dodged and avoided the palm wind of the predestined monk, and suddenly saw a woman in red standing in front of him, with affectionate eyebrows and shy pink faces. It was the red-sleeved knife that killed people without blinking.

The predestined monk had to retreat and said with a smile, "I think you are in good shape. Take off your mask and let your little sister see your original face. If you like it, instead of killing it, you are willing to fly with you and be a fairy couple."

The hidden fragrance in the dark night has been leaked at this moment, and he angrily scolded, "Red sleeve, so shameless!"

Hongxiu turned around and smiled coldly: "What? Are you jealous?"

Mr. Mingyue secretly sighed that the female demon's behavior was unexpected, even hot in her bones, but she pretended to be very shy, which really made Mr. Mingyue's five bodies admired by the big expert.

Taking advantage of the red sleeve to return and answer, Mr. Mingyue's hands were quick-eyed, and the long sword came out of its sheath and stabbed the neck of the red sleeve knife.

Looking at the hand, I saw the red sleeve leaning back, and the waist seemed to be made of water, soft and boneless. The long sword of the bright moon was empty, but the hand was grasped by the red sleeve.

Red sleeves smiled and said, "Ah! What slender fingers."

Mr. Mingyue was shocked. He just saw that Hongxiu's action was fierce and the knife method was fast. At this moment, he knew that the direction of her action was unpredictable and extremely fast. She hurriedly shook off her arm, and the butterfly dance and the color ring also flew over in an instant. Wu hook and ribbon greeted the red-sleeved knife together.

There was a long roar of incense in the dark night, dancing and blocking the monks who came forward one after another.

Seeing the crowd of people in Huoyun Temple, Mr. Mingyue put aside the red sleeve knife and fought side by side with Liuxiang in the dark night.

The predestined and evil monk pulled out the knife to fight against the son of Mingyue, but the abbot took a convenient chain shovel with a length of two feet somewhere. The wind rolled up broke through the air and shouted, attracting fragrance in the dark night. At the same time, the monks pulled their own blades and couldn't stay incense in the dark night, and helped the fate and red sleeves one after another.

Mr. Mingyue was conceited with unparalleled swordsmanship, but he was defeated by orchid butterfly dance and colorful rings one after another. Only then did he know that in the three thousand worlds were far from his own worlds. At this moment, he fought against the evil monks and defended seven points from the three-point offensive. Although the swords were not good, coupled with the help of many monks, it was also difficult to understand for a while.

Mr. Mingyue saw that the monks' martial arts were not exquisite. Although his appearance was fierce, his ability was also limited. How could he resist the large number of people? He simply retreated to the corner of the wall and stubbornly resisted, but he was also restless.

While dealing with the 18 weapons in front of her, Mingyue took time to peek at the butterfly dance and the colorful ring. She saw that the two were still fighting hard with the red sleeve knife. Fortunately, Mingyue knew that the two women had achieved martial arts skills, and then watched the dark night Liuxiang against the dust monk against the monk, but relied on the spirit of the body and fought with the great monk.

Although the red-sleeved knife was attacked by two women, the body method is still light, and the knife light flashes out, and the blue butterfly dance and colorful rings do not dare to be tough. The red sleeves laugh while laughing: "I didn't expect that a little Yunyangji can gather so many good hands. I think the two girls are also jade fingers. Although it looks hard to say, the skin must also be very All right."

As soon as Hongxiu finished speaking, the monks of Huoyun Temple looked at the orchid butterfly dance and the colorful rings with greedy eyes. You should know that the fire cloud temple was originally full of evil monks, and they could not walk openly through the flower streets and willow alleys. There is no doubt that they are all full of warm thoughts, or steal or rob. Women are fierce monks of Huoyun Temple. It is far more attractive than gold and silver treasures.

The orchid butterfly dance looked straight and wanted to vomit, and the fragrance in the dark night also said angrily, "Red-sleeved knife! If you rebel against Confucianism and kill the people of this sect, even if you hide in the ends of the earth, someone will come to kill you!"

Hongxiu laughed when he heard the words: "Haha, it turns out that you are all descendants of Confucianism, okay! Unexpectedly, I can find it here. It's true that there is no way to heaven, and there is no way to hell.

The monks and Hongxiu of Huoyun Temple were supposed to pay attention to catching turtles in the urn and catch them alive. As soon as they heard that they were descendants of Confucianism, they would inevitably kill them, so they shouted, "Don't let them run away, kill them!"

Convenient for the continuous fierce dance, Liuxiang only felt that the wind made his eyes hurt in the dark, and gradually he couldn't stand it.

The red-sleeved knife also killed. The black light of the knife danced into a circle, tightly surrounding the orchid butterfly dance and the color ring, sneered twice, and the sleeve of the color ring was also cut.

Mingyue's son Jianguang Huo Huo has assassinated four evil monks, but the monks listened to the order of the leader, but they kept coming forward desperately and gradually became difficult to fight.

As soon as the monks shouted, the swords and sticks were put together, and the four people would be finished as soon as possible.

At this critical moment, the doors and windows of the building suddenly broke open, and a strong murderous atmosphere came from the outside, and the straight doors and windows fell to the crowd one after another.

Everyone was stunned. The butterfly dance color ring, the dark night Liuxiang and Mr. Mingyue took the opportunity to jump out of the circle and watch in the courtyard.

The night was as long as water, and the snow on the ground flew with the wind and rushed to everyone, feeling the strongest murderous atmosphere in heaven and earth.

The red-sleeved knife shouted, "Who!"

A person slowly walked into the dark corner door, and the snow danced all over the ground, reflecting the vast night, making people see the indescribable cold.

Everyone shuddered, and saw that the people had a heroic but cold face, dark eyes, carrying a long red cloth burden on their backs, and staring coldly at the red sleeve knife, which seemed to be the eternal ice and snow on Kunlun Mountain, and the red sleeve knife staring at them was sweating coldly.

The dark night Liuxiang cheered and said, "Mysterious swordsman! It's you!"

The butterfly dance and the colorful ring were also surprised. Once again, they saw the mysterious swordsman, which turned out to be more murderous and stronger.

Mr. Mingyue is self-righte, with such a strong murderous spirit and such an amazing momentum. This is the real swordsman. He is incomparable.

The mysterious swordsman still stared at the red-sleeved knife coldly and didn't seem to hear Liuxiang call him in the dark.

The red-sleeved knife reluctantly smiled and said, "Are you the legendary mysterious swordsman? The top master I teach?"

The night left the fragrance and said, "Red sleeve knife! You have already turned back from my teaching. Don't get close to it.

Duchen and fate were afraid of the prestige of the mysterious swordsman and had quietly retreated behind everyone to run away. Many young and ignorant evil monks in Huoyun Temple were unconvinced, and several of them looked at each other and shouted together to rush to the mysterious swordsmen.

With a flash of sword light, no one saw how the mysterious swordsman drew his sword. Several monks had different heads, and even felt that their necks were cold. They reached out to touch them, and their heads suddenly rolled down.

Some of the monks were already vomiting. I don't know who shouted, and the monks fled together. The dust was afraid that they would run fast. Unexpectedly, the sword light flashed again, and the dust and clear people's heads had also fallen to the ground.

The butterfly dance and the colorful ring were stunned, and they were secretly glad that they did not fight with this person in Pear Blossom Valley.

The dark night Liuxiang has already clapped her hands and shouted: "Brother's swordsmanship is really strong, which makes the little woman's eyes open."

Mr. Mingyue only felt a little sad in his heart. Obviously, he was also a peerless swordsman, and in the three thousand worlds, it was not. No matter how fast and skill he took action, he was not as good as the mysterious swordsman, and he couldn't help sighing.