That string of black shadows came too quickly.
It seems to be faster than Yu Liancheng's movement skills.
The black shadow was originally intended to hit Yu Liancheng on the back, or for him to turn around and parry, thus giving Zhao Zhengyi time to react.
But no one could have imagined that Yu Liancheng could move across the air while he was in mid-air.
As a result, the black shadow attacked Zhao Zhengyi's face, and the wind roared.
Although Zhao Zhengyi is famous, his martial arts skills are somewhat inferior. In addition, the incident happened so suddenly that he couldn't react at the moment.
There was only a "bang" sound, and Zhao Zhengyi was bleeding from all his orifices, his eyes were wide open, he fell on his back, twitched twice, and had no breath.
The previous black shadow also fell to the ground.
But it is a string of Buddhist beads.
Blood stained prayer beads.
"Amitabha." This Buddha's name came from Yu Liancheng's mouth. He was already standing in front of the door of Meixiang Xiaozhu, still holding the wine bottle in his hand, and said casually and leisurely: "A monk should be compassionate, how can he kill at will? .”
"I made a mistake for a moment, which is really a sin."
I saw five monks in gray robes, sandals and white stockings slowly walking out from the side.
There was a person in front of him, his eyebrows were already pale, but his eyes were piercing, looking and looking powerful, like a angry-eyed King Kong. This person was the master of the eyebrows of the Shaolin Temple, and the string of Buddhist beads was also made by him.
His hands were clasped together, and the palms were broad and thick, like two door panels. He had obviously practiced Buddhist palm power to the point of perfection.
"Tan Yue has a deep scheming mind and borrows the help of Lao Monk to kill people. But if he accumulates killing sins like this, he is afraid that his anger will get worse day by day, and it will be too late to regret it. It is better to follow the old monk to Shaolin and resolve it with Buddhism."
Yu Liancheng couldn't help but laugh: "It's weird, it's obviously you, the monk, who killed someone, but it's all on me. I think you have too many obsessions in your heart that Buddhism can't resolve, so why don't you do this My followers, who eat wine and meat all day long, may find great freedom and liberation."
Tian Qi said sternly: "You are so bold, you plum blossom thief. Not only did you kill Uncle Zhao in front of us, but you also dared to be rude to the Shaolin hair care master."
The eyebrows clasped together with hands: "It doesn't matter, the young man's tongue is good for the sword. But Tan Yue needs to know that although the power of the tongue hurts others, it also damages his own morality."
"It doesn't matter, as long as I can hurt others, I'll be happy. Once I'm happy, I can't care about the rest."
Yu Liancheng smiled, then suddenly looked in two directions, and said loudly: "Now that we are here, let's all come out. Hiding away is really detrimental to the demeanor of your famous family."
A cold snort sounded, and You Longsheng had appeared on the eaves on the right. In his hand was a gleaming long sword decorated with gems. It was dazzling and absolutely extraordinary.
He originally planned to hide in the dark, and when Yu Liancheng showed his flaws in the fight, he would strike out with his sword and avenge his shame, but he didn't want to be discovered by Yu Liancheng.
"As expected of the Hidden Sword Villa, Mr. You has another sword in his hand, but I don't know if this sword is just like that. It will break when touched." Yu Liancheng smiled softly.
And You Long's angry face turned blue with anger.
At this moment, a flute sound was suddenly heard.
The sound of the flute was melodious and clear, and the snow on the eaves was urged by the sound of the flute. Pieces of snow fell down, and each piece fell on Yu Liancheng.
While the snowflakes were flying, a man could be seen leaning against the plum blossom tree a few feet away, playing the flute.
It is a pity that in this situation, the flute player is not a young man from troubled times, but an old scholar wearing a shabby cotton robe.
The sound of the flute gradually turns from high pitch to low pitch, winding and meandering, making people think deeply.
"It's Mr. Iron Flute."
"With Mr. Iron Flute and Master Xinmei here, this Plum Blossom Thief must not escape."
Mr. Tiedi is a very famous master in recent years. It is said that his martial arts skills are no longer inferior to those of the leaders of the seven major sects. This man claimed to be noble and would not have participated in this matter originally, but his lover Ruyi was killed by the Plum Blossom Thief, so he was favored by Long Xiaoyun and others.
The sound of the flute is lingering and melancholy, and is intended to make Yulian City feel happy and depressed.
Dangdang~
At this moment, two crisp sounds suddenly sounded, but it was Yu Liancheng who flicked the wine pot with his fingers.
To ordinary people, this sound sounds crisp and even a little pleasant. But Mr. Iron Flute's expression suddenly changed, his breath was not smooth, and the sound of his flute seemed to be messed up.
Just because these two crisp sounds hit him like two nails at the turning point of his tune, completely disrupting his thoughts and rhythm.
When~
Mr. Iron Flute was about to forcefully finish the song when there was another crisp sound.
This crisp sound contained real power and flew out. Not only did he no longer be able to play, his breath surged and his face turned pale.
Mr. Tiedi's originally calm face was completely broken, and he looked at Yu Liancheng with surprised eyes.
Yu Liancheng raised his head to the wine pot and took a sip. He smiled lightly and said, "Your melodic skills are really far from enough. Don't ever come out and embarrass yourself in the future."
He already has a high level of attainment in "Broken Dragon Song". These days, he has been studying "Lianhua Baojian" assiduously, which also contains records about music, which has made his skills in this area even higher.
Mr. Tiedi's complexion also turned blue like You Longsheng's.
"Okay, I know it's nonsense no matter how redundant it is. Please go ahead and do it." Yu Liancheng said with a smile.
Even so, when everyone saw that he first killed Zhao Zhengyi with false intentions, and then used three knocks to make Mr. Iron Flute stop playing the flute, as well as the reputation of the "Six Ultimate Crazy Guests" themselves, for a moment no one knew him. They didn't dare to move rashly and looked at each other.
"Amitabha." Xinmei shouted the Buddha's name, and he led four monks about to subdue the demon.
At this moment, someone outside the hall suddenly said: "Miss Lin, where did you come back from? Who is this?"
Lin Xian'er, with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair, hurriedly walked in from outside.
There was a young boy beside her. In such a cold weather, he was only wearing a very thin shirt, but his back was straight, as if nothing in the world could make him bend down.
And there was a dead body on his back.
——It’s Ah Fei.
A Fei and Lin Xian'er have also arrived outside Lengxiang Xiaozhu.
Tian Qi frowned and looked at A Fei: "Tian Qi, where is my friend from? What's the purpose of coming to this village?"
Ah Fei said coldly: "I don't have a name, and I don't want to make friends like you."
Others' expressions changed again, but Tian Qi was still smiling, but the corners of his mouth were slightly twitching.
Ah Fei suddenly said: "I heard you say that he is the Plum Blossom Thief?"
He is naturally Yu Liancheng.
Tian Qi still smiled and said, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes: "Yes, are you his friend?"
"He is not my friend, but I know that he is not the Plum Blossom Thief." A Fei's expression was very cold, and he suddenly put down the dead body: "Because this person is the Plum Blossom Thief."
