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- Time flows slowly like a river.
Before I knew it, it was already the climax of the moon.
The moonlight poured down like a clear spring, and the two of them merged into one with the woods, inseparable from each other, waiting for someone to come.
Four gray-robed old men fluttered over.
Under the moonlight, their gray robes seemed to be shining faintly, twinkling like stars.
When they came to the new grave, they stopped still, looked at the new grave with complicated expressions, and shook their heads endlessly.
Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe blended in with the surroundings without moving, especially the improved Qianlong Pei concealed their aura completely. .
They only kept a gleam of eyes, watching from the corner of their eyes, and did not look directly at them, so as not to alarm them.
"Old Yu and the others made a mistake in this step." An old man with a round face shook his head and said, "Shouldn't have gotten involved."
"Old Yu can't help it either." An old man with a square face sighed, "The emperor persecutes me, so why should I refuse?"
"The empress must be protected by Monk Fakong, it is not as good as Fakong to admit it directly."
"It's not like you don't know about Lao Yu's temperament. You feel that the world is so big that there is nothing to fight."
"Have you suffered a big loss now?" The round-faced old man snorted: "At any time, you must remain cautious and humble, otherwise you will suffer a big loss."
"It's easy to change the country, but it's hard to change the nature." The square-faced old man shook his head and said, "If it's so easy to change, he won't be Lao Yu."
"At that time, I felt that Lao Yu was a little bit suspenseful this time. This Fakong monk is not a person who is in vain."
"Monk Fakong is also very powerful in supernatural powers and Buddha's mantras." The square-faced old man snorted: "Martial arts may not be so powerful."
The martial arts of the Daxueshan sect are powerful, but the most powerful one is the Daleiyin Temple, not the King Kong Temple. The martial arts of the King Kong Temple are flawed.
They are more defensive than attacking, so they are not too worried about Lao Yu coming to assassinate him.
Even if Fakong can't be killed, it's no problem to retreat completely. Fakong can't keep the four of them.
"Ridiculous." The round-faced old man sneered: "Don't talk about other Buddha mantras, just say the body-fixing mantra, it's enough to bear!"
The square-faced old man retorted: "The Fixing Curse can only hold one person, and he can't do anything while casting it. It's an excellent opportunity to attack."
"That makes sense." Another old man nodded.
There were four of Lao Yu and the others attacking at the same time, no matter how powerful Monk Fakong was, it was impossible to hold four of them at the same time.
Don't you know that Fakong can hold four people, especially in Xiaoxitian Ultimate Bliss World, let alone four, even forty people can also hold four people at the same time.
The round-faced old man shook his head and said, "It's really that easy, so why are Lao Yu and the others here?"
The square-faced old man snorted: "Monk Fakong must have other strange tricks, don't forget that this is his territory."
Everyone nodded.
The round-faced old man looked up at the sky.
A bright moon was shining in the sky, just above their heads.
"The time has come." The old man who had been silent all this time suddenly said, "It's done!"
"Let's start." Everyone's spirits lifted.
The four of them occupy the four elephant positions of the tomb respectively. Xuanwu, Qinglong, White Tiger and Suzaku hold the sky with one palm, and press the earth with the other palm.
?The four palms held up to the sky began to glow faintly, as if they had been coated with oil, reflecting the moonlight.
The other palm pressed against the grave from afar.
As if an invisible force had entered the tomb, the earth seemed to be shaking, faintly.
After a cup of tea.
With a muffled "bang", the tomb exploded and mud splashed.
When they met the four gray-robed old men, they fell one after another and landed at their feet, quickly forming a small hill.
Following the flying of the soil, a deep pit appeared below, and four gray shadows soared into the sky, and then floated down. They were the four old men in gray robes who had previously assassinated Fakong.
"Old Yu." The round-faced old man clasped his fists and hummed, "Are you ashamed this time?"
Standing opposite him was a thin and slender old man with a delicate appearance and a bit of a fairy spirit.
At this time, his face was pale and lifeless, but his eyes were burning like flames, overflowing with energy.
Old Yu Yu Bailing snorted coldly and said, "It's just embarrassing, it's not a big deal, is it worth making a fuss about, Old Zhu?"
"I lost my life." Zhu Qianfeng, the old man with a round face, said with a smile: "You are still stubborn, do you dare to assassinate Fakong again?"
&After Yu Bailing was behind, he had to take advantage of the situation and give him a hand to help Fu Qinghe.
But as soon as he moved, the four old men suddenly rushed towards Fu Qinghe.
They had the same idea as him, they wanted to get rid of Fu Qinghe first.
"Ding ding ding ding" Fu Qinghe's swordsmanship suddenly became dense, protecting his whole body, and Lin Feiyang had already hit Yu Bailing with a single palm.
Yu Bailing flew out.
He had already tried his best to deal with Fu Qinghe, but Lin Feiyang's movements were too fast and extremely subtle, so he was caught off guard.
He sprayed a bloody arrow in the air, slammed into a pine tree and slowly slid down onto the thick and soft withered grass leaves.
He widened his eyes and stared at Lin Feiyang unwillingly. When he found that Lin Feiyang had disappeared, he could only look at Fu Qinghe.
Without his restraint, the remaining four old men fought inextricably with Fu Qinghe, and Fu Qinghe quickly turned the situation back to gain the upper hand, and the tip of his sword kept piercing into their bodies.
But their bodies are strong, and when the sword tip stabs, they are blocked by invisible forces, as if they are wearing body armor.
Three old men in gray robes besieged Lin Feiyang.
Two wisps of light smoke lingered in the woods, like the light smoke that could be blown away by a gust of wind, but they were traces left by their bodies in the void.
Lin Feiyang didn't expect the three of them to be so effortless.
The speed is not as good as my own, but they are back to back, as if they have become three-headed and six-armed people, advancing and retreating as one, with a tacit understanding.
At first glance, it looks like two people fighting, only two shadows remain in the void.
Lin Feiyang had no way to attack the three of them, so he went to attack Fu Qinghe's Yu Bailing.
But Yu Bailing reacted very quickly, he greeted each other with one palm, and his palms collided.
A strange force in the palm of Lin Feiyang transmitted to Lin Feiyang's palm, and then continued to spread to the arms and shoulders, heading straight for the heart.
Lin Feiyang was startled, and a pure force came out of his body, collided with this force, making it weak, but failed to completely dispel it.
"Bang!" He felt his heart beating violently, about to jump out of his chest.
His face changed slightly.
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