Fish swimming around the world

Anyway, the vigorous Demon-Slaying Conference ended in a strange atmosphere. As for the future, I'm afraid the three major organizers still have a headache.

The next day, all the heroes said goodbye, but there was a loud noise from the southeast, and soon someone reported that a landslide occurred in the southeast.

Miracles ahead, Xiao Zhenren's reputation is unparalleled.

However, Xiao Zhenren has already gone down the mountain and left. Everyone was left with endless sighs.

After the crowd dispersed, the three organizers were embarrassed and looked at each other speechlessly for a while.

At this time, I also received a message from a flying pigeon in the distance.

Huitong is indeed the junior disciple of Master Longhu, while Huiming is the newly found soul boy of the Taoist sect.

The identity is solid.

However, no one expected that Master Cihang suddenly said: "Send someone to kill Huiming."

Sima Linfeng and Huang Sanqi were both shocked.

Huang Sanqi was the quickest to react: "That's right! This person cannot be kept. If these Jianghu people who participated in the alliance continue to be instigated by him in the future, the Monster-Slaying Alliance may end without a problem."

Sima Linfeng also understood the meaning, but he thought differently: "Can't we win over the little master to be used by us? After all, he came with the purpose of slaying monsters."

Huang Sanqi sneered: "Brother Sima thinks carefully about this man's strange behavior in the past few days. There are many questions about his purpose. Moreover, even if he comes to slay demons, this man's actions are based entirely on what the so-called celestial eye sees, and it will not be of any benefit to us. "

But Cihang just said: "A Bodhisattva's heart should also have thunderbolt means. No one in the Demon-Slaying Alliance can speak louder than us."

This is the sentence that hits the point. If there is someone in the Demon-Slaying Alliance whose voice is higher than that of the three major initiators, then if he has ulterior motives, something may happen to the Demon-Slaying Alliance.

Sima Linfeng was not stupid, and knew that what the two men said was reasonable, which was why they did not ask them to stay at the helm.

But he was still worried: "If this matter comes to light, the reputation of the Demon-Slaying Alliance will be damaged..."

Huang Sanqi said: "That's why I chose to attack now. If it's on the mountain, it won't be clean. At this time, we can justifiably pass the blame to Xiaoyao Wang Jiangfan. Didn't he send someone to assassinate Xiao Zhenren? Just right."

"It's just that the little master has the power of heavenly eyes. If he misses it, he may see through it... Although the Dragon and Tiger Dao Sect is weak, that old heavenly master is not easy to mess with."

Huang Sanqi frowned, this was indeed a problem, but he just thought about it briefly and said coldly: "Then don't miss it!"

Cihang said: "It doesn't matter. Hui Tong once said that those who peek into the sky cannot see their own destiny. There are examples of this from ancient times, so don't worry too much."

Sima Linfeng had just received a favor from someone. Although he was unwilling to do so, he knew that what the two men said was reasonable and it would be better to get rid of the future troubles, so he acquiesced to the matter.

At this moment, on the way to Longhu Mountain in the southeast, Huitong looked at the collapsed mountain and couldn't help but exclaimed: "How to do it, even my senior brother will probably have to spend a long time."

Huiming was carrying a big baggage that was not much smaller than himself as if he was fleeing for safety. He laughed strangely: "Thunder, there are hundreds of them, it hurts..."

Huitong clicked his tongue and said, "You are really a little monster. The Monster Killing Alliance is right about this."

Huiming chuckled: "That damn Demon-Slaying Alliance, if I hadn't kept them useful, they would have been disabled long ago."

Huitong sighed slowly: "That's enough. With so many casualties, you little bastard should take it out."

Huiming said dissatisfied: "It's a pity that none of the principals were killed."

Huitong smiled: "Not satisfied, but that's right. If you don't kill them, they will find a way to kill you."

Huiming said with a smile: "Uncle is here, what should I be afraid of?"

Huiming's face was full of helplessness: "Senior brother, why did you accept such a scourge? Even I can't be clean."

"Uncle Master, you can't say that. Didn't you say that you can hone your heaven-seeing skills on me?"

Huitong looked unhappy: "Grandma Wuliang is a celestial being. I claim to be the best in the world in the art of looking at qi, but I can't see through it. What a waste of time!"

"But Uncle Master, you are really powerful. This qi-gazing technique is amazing. You can tell at a glance that the old monk is extraordinary. You can also tell that Huang Sanqi has recently committed a blood calamity. Only then did you scare those people away. Otherwise, My nephew, I still have to do a lot of things."

Huitong glared at him and said, "I'll forget it. What happened to your blank paper that spontaneously ignited out of thin air? Uncle Master, I'm sure there is no real energy fluctuation. How did you do it?"

Huiming laughed loudly: "That's just a trick. I'll show it to you later. It's not worth mentioning."

Huitong shook his head: "No, you answered the three questions for the first time, God's Punishment is okay, but what happened to the Vajra Subduing the Demonic Pestle? It was also arranged by you, right?"

Huiming said slyly: "Cihang, the evil monk, is not a simple man. I always feel that he is too gloomy. If I don't seduce him with something, I'm afraid something will happen on the mountain, and my plan will not be carried out."

"So, the story about Vajra subduing the Demonic Pestle is nonsense?"

"No, no, I really know this..."

Huitong wondered: "This treasure has disappeared for a hundred years, how do you know its whereabouts?"

The corners of Huiming's lips curled up: "That thing is in my hand."

Huitong was stunned at that time. Before he could ask, his eyes couldn't help but look back.

Huiming looked at his expression as if he was aware of it, pursed his lips and said, "Uncle Master, I heard that you don't know how to fight, but people are coming, can you do it?"

Huitong put the fly whisk on the collar of the back of his neck, rubbed his waist and twisted it a few times: "I'm not very good at it, but it doesn't take a lot of martial arts to kill a few mosquitoes..."

——

There were really not many people coming, only five.

But Huiming was quite surprised. There were actually two venerables and three grandmasters among these five.

For a moment, the young Taoist priest seemed a little unsure, and glanced at his uncle with a puzzled look.

"...Uncle, I still don't know what realm you are in. Are you reliable..."

Huitong looked calm, looking at the five masters who surrounded him and the other two: "Well, my realm is different from what you usually say. I will explain it to you later, but... these five rotten garlics are not in the eyes of uncle."

At this time, the five masked people who came to kill had already burst out their momentum silently, which made Jiang Fan, a guy with only the true essence of the grandmaster realm, feel shocked and a little out of control.

The old Taoist priest just coughed, and even stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers to calculate something.

Huiming was shocked. What time is it? How can you still have time to tell fortunes? Do you want to calculate whether they will have a bloody disaster today? Whether their lives should be cut off?

While Huiming was speechless, five masters had already attacked from five directions almost at the same time.

The venerable's attack was earth-shattering, and Huiming suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from all directions.

"Master..."

Huiming felt something was wrong, and Master was afraid that his master was not in tune...

However, the next moment, Huiming saw a strange scene that he had never seen in his life.

Time seemed to stop suddenly, and in Huiming's surprised eyes, the five people seemed to have slowed down their movements by dozens of times, as if they were watching a slow-motion movie.