This hero will strike

Chapter 74

After leaving the inn, Li Yu and Zhuo Qingyi performed lightness kung fu, crossed three alleys and entered the suburb.

Zhuo Qingyi was familiar with the road, leading the way in front, and Li Yu followed behind. The two of them performed lightness kung fu and flew forward one by one.

Not long after, we arrived at a suburb.

Li Yu saw Zhuo Qingyi stop in front of him, and slowed down accordingly. Looking along his line of sight, he could vaguely see a courtyard not far away in the gap between the trees.The white walls are clearly visible through the gaps in the woods.

"Be careful." Zhuo Qingyi turned her head and reminded, walking briskly through the woods.

Li Yu nodded and followed behind her.

After turning around a forest, along the fence, turned to the backyard.

Only then did I realize that the wooden door to the backyard had been opened.

Li Yu glanced across the ground, frowning slightly, there was a mess of shoe prints on the ground in the backyard.

Zhuo Qingyi waved in front, and Li Yu hurriedly climbed over the wall to follow.

This is the branch altar of the Changfeng Sect in Shangyu County. As the altar master here, Zhuo Qingyi knows the environment here like the back of his hand.

Enter from the backyard, and after a while, you will come to a woodshed.

There were voices in the front yard.

Sensing that something was wrong in the situation ahead, Zhuo Qingyi and Li Yu hurriedly hid behind the nearby haystacks.

"Vald donkey, what kind of bastard killed grandpa with a knife and tied me up!" A rough voice roared.

The voice came from the front yard, and it was still loud near the haystack in the back yard.

Among them, there are also curses from other Changfeng sect disciples.

This sub-altar of the Changfeng faction covers an area of ​​several mu of land.From the backyard to the front yard, the diameter alone is nearly 300 meters.

"Follow me!" Zhuo Qingyi whispered, she recognized that the owner of this rough voice was her subordinate, Qinglong Hall's head, Qing Yin.

The two of them walked fifty or sixty steps in succession behind the haystack before stopping.

In this position, the situation of the front yard can be seen clearly through the gap between the haystacks.

Seeing this, Zhuo Qingyi and Li Yu opened their eyes wide and turned pale with shock.

On the open space in the front courtyard, many disciples of the Changfeng Sect, like rice dumplings, were bound together in groups of three or four by hemp ropes. They seemed to be stuck on the acupoints and could not move. Only one mouth could move freely. , All kinds of curse words blurted out one after another.

Beside the many disciples of the Changfeng Sect who were tied up, there were monks from the Buddhist Sect.

It's just that most of these monks are ashamed, some are even wounded, and their clothes are stained with blood.

"It seems that although these surviving monks escaped the explosion of gunpowder, they were affected by the explosion after all, otherwise they wouldn't be in such a panic." Li Yu looked at the monks carefully, and linked them to the explosion in Maple Leaf Valley before dawn. There was a judgment in my heart.

In fact, the guess in Li Yu's heart was good.

Before dawn, the monks of Maple Leaf Valley suddenly encountered a gunpowder explosion from the Changfeng Sect, killing more than a dozen disciples of the Buddha Sect on the spot, with their flesh and blood flying everywhere.Most of the surviving disciples of the Buddhist sect were injured, and some were near the core area of ​​the explosion. Although they did not die, they were also permanently disabled.

Afterwards, the surviving Buddhist sect disciples, led by Master Heng Jing, directly attacked the altar.

Master Heng Jing's martial arts are so profound that he can be called a master of one party, even Zhuo Qingyi is no match for them, and these Zhuo Qingyi's subordinates are even more powerful.

It didn't take much effort for Fozong to take down this altar, and then all the disciples of Changfeng Sect.

Zhuo Qingyi silently watched this scene.

Li Yu also paid attention silently, and he also didn't know what these Buddhist disciples were planning.

At this moment, a young monk walked quickly, walked around the 'human rice dumpling' in the middle of the courtyard, walked up to Master Hengjing, and said: "Uncle, there is an old man outside, who claims to be an elder of the Changfeng sect." .”

"People from the Buddhist sect are really shameless. It's too deceitful to usurp our faction's territory in such a big way." Suddenly, a voice full of anger came from all over the world.

Let alone the vestibule, even where Li Yu and the others were located, there was a roar in the ears.

"This man has such a strong inner strength." Li Yu frowned, secretly running his inner strength to resist the voice, and only then did he feel a little more comfortable.

"Amitabha, the outsider is an elder of the Changfeng Sect. Please show up. The poor monk is also going to seek justice from you." Master Hengjing's deep voice spread gently, and the first The sound was drowned out.

"Haha, it is rumored that Master Hengjing severely injured a female altar master I sent with the powerful vajra palm, and I have long since learned about it."

With a bang, the door of the vestibule was blasted open from the outside.

I saw a burly old man in a black robe, leading a group of disciples from the Changfeng Sect, walking into the courtyard boldly.

"It's unreasonable, you took my branch altar, and even tied up all my disciples, you monk, you are really domineering!" The burly old man in black robe, with white eyebrows and angry eyes, stared at the monk Heng Jing in the hall.

"Ziyu, go, untie their ropes." The black-robed old man ordered coldly.

"Yes!" Among the many disciples of the Changfeng Sect behind him, a young man choked, flashed his long sword, and was about to cut the rope of the same sect.

"I can't solve it!" Suddenly, Master Hengjing's figure flickered, and a series of afterimages flashed across the courtyard, appearing in front of the young disciple of the Changfeng Sect, and he had already grabbed his wrist with one hand, and said: "These people committed crimes!" A heavy killing and cruelty was carried out, and more than a dozen of my Buddhist disciples were killed with explosives, and more than a dozen were disabled. This blood debt must be repaid!"

After finishing speaking, Master Hengjing put all his strength around, and the disciple of the Changfeng School named Ziyu rose into the air, flew to the side, retreated more than ten steps, and finally stood firm.

"Master Heng Jing, you are really good at martial arts!" The burly old man in black robe solemnly cupped his hands.

Ziyu is his disciple and grandson. Among the young disciples of the Changfeng Sect, he is considered one of the best masters. Now that he is practicing, he also has the strength of the middle stage of internal refining.

Unexpectedly, when he was lightly touched by the other party's sleeve robe, he flew out of the air without even having time to react.

This also made the burly old man in the black robe feel a little scruples.

"Haven't you asked your honorable title yet?" Master Heng Jing clasped his hands together and stared at the black-robed old man in front of him.

"Old man, Lu Yuanzhi, the guardian elder of the Changfeng Sect, came to deal with this matter today under the order of the head of the sect." Lu Yuanzhi, the old man in black robes, said loudly: "Master Hengjing, your Buddhist sect entered my Dayan without authorization. Dynasty, my Central Plains martial arts did not agree. And you openly attacked my branch of Changfeng faction today, you really don't take my Changfeng faction too seriously!"

Lu Yuan, the old man in black robe, went straight to the end, and stared at the monk Hengjing in front of him with confidence.

"Haha, what a joke, you Changfeng faction members killed more than a dozen disciples and disabled more than a dozen others. How can you settle this blood debt!" Laughter echoed in the air, words were unscrupulous, But it was obviously on the side of Buddha Sect.

"Amitabha, thank you benefactor for your righteous words. The poor monk is very grateful." Monk Hengjing bowed to the empty space, then turned to Lu Yuanzhi, and said, "Elder Lu, how should I deal with this blood debt? I would like to ask the poor monk for advice." !"

(End of this chapter)