Chapter 2007 The Oriole Is Behind

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"She is indeed a genius." Wang Chongyang's eyes showed a hint of tenderness, but he quickly thought of his current situation. If she found out, he would have to laugh at him, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.

After listening to a few people's remarks, the floor sweeper breathed a sigh of relief: "So that's the case, I thought..." He didn't say the following words, and everyone in the field was still in shock, but no one paid attention.

"It's about this time, I should leave too." Before leaving, the sweeping monk folded his hands and saluted Huang Chang and others to express his apology.

At this time, Zhao Gou suddenly said: "Since you hate our surname Zhao, why didn't you kill him?"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, just to see King Yi whose face changed greatly. King Yi had just witnessed the sweeper and Wang Chongyang, who was a ghost villa, not letting go. He was already muttering in his heart, and he could only pray. He forgot himself, but who knew that he was actually mentioned by Zhao Gou.

Zhao Gou continued: "You should know that after my death, King Yi is likely to usurp the throne and become emperor. Isn't it also the country of our Zhao Song? What's the point of your actions this time?" After losing a mess, he recovered a little and immediately realized the opportunity to provoke the relationship between the sweeper and King Yi, and even if he died, he would be buried with King Yi!

The sweeper shook his head slightly: "It's better for him to live."

"Why?" Zhao Gou was shocked and hurriedly asked.

"After all, there is a prince in the capital. If I kill Prince Yi, won't I help the prince you choose to ascend to the throne?" said the floor sweeper, "If he is left alive, he will definitely fight with the prince. There is always a battle between dragons and tigers. King Yi is so deliberate, the crown prince is definitely not an opponent, but after he ascends the throne, how can people in the world obey him? In the future, the ambitious clans of your Zhao family will definitely follow the same example and hold the name of righteousness. Crusade him, so that your Zhao family will never have peace."

Zhao Gou was startled. He didn't expect him to see it so thoroughly. After such an analysis, most of the follow-up development is as he said.

King Yi was about to cry at this time. Although he knew that the floor sweeper was plotting against him, he couldn't help but want to thank him for not killing him, but he was worried that the other party would change his mind, so he opened his mouth for a long time and finally did nothing. Dare to say.

The sweeping monk slowly walked down the mountain road. Everyone could see his pale face. He knew that he had to deal with the raids of the three great masters and Zhao Gou in a row. Stop him, whether it is Zhao Gou's side or Yi Wang's side, they all wish him to leave quickly.

Looking at his back getting farther and farther, Yi Wangzhi stood up proudly. Now that all the masters on Zhao Gou's side have been destroyed, he still retains considerable strength. It can be said that the victory is in hand.

"Guanjia, I said before, if you don't give it, I will take it myself." King Yi approached Zhao Gou step by step, and some of the remaining imperial guards tried to stop him, but were quickly killed by his men. The soldiers were completely killed, and Huang Chang and the wine-fighting monk had already run out of fuel at this time, how could there be any energy left to stop him?

"It's a pity that Song Qingshu broke his appointment, otherwise he will let you succeed!" Looking at the other party getting closer, Zhao Gou's tone was full of resentment. Originally, his side had an absolute advantage, and he would have the trump card of peerless martial arts. After hiding for so many years, because Song Qingshu didn't come, everything fell short. Now what he hates most in his heart is not the sweeper monk and King Yi, but Song Qingshu who has never appeared.

"He was dragged by Jia Xiang's people, how could he come back so quickly?" King Yi sneered, thinking that Xia Quan and Liu Yan's subordinates together had nearly 100,000 horses, maybe they had already killed the subordinates of Song "But the official family can rest assured that when I ascend to the throne, I will definitely get rid of the surname Song, which can be regarded as a relief for the official family."

Song Qingshu's martial arts and reputation are too high, and he has 100,000 elite soldiers under his command. If any clan attracts him, his throne may not be stable, so he naturally has to get rid of him first.

I heard that the confidantes next to Song, all of whom are stunning in the world, will take advantage of the situation and accept it with a smile.

"Come here, send the official's house to the road." King Yi waved his hand and greeted one of his subordinates to come over. He is not stupid. How could he do such a thing as a monarch himself, and leave the world a handle for no reason, and now any one His subordinates killed Zhao Gou, and he could even be pushed out as a scapegoat at a certain time in the future.

That subordinate was a dead soldier raised by King Yi, and without hesitation, he slashed Zhao Gou's head with a knife. At this moment, a cold light flashed, and the waist knife in his hand was already held by a long sword.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, King Yi was stunned: "Miss Yue, you are..."

The little dragon girl frowned and said lightly, "You just said you wanted to get rid of Song... Qing Shu?"

King Yi can't wait to give himself a big mouth. Seeing that he is going to take one step to the sky, he is so complacent that he forgets that Xiaolongnv failed in the assassination attempt at the palace. It was Song Qingshu who protected her with all his strength. Possibly taking such a big risk?

I just said that the women with the surname Song are all beautiful, but now any one of them is as beautiful as a fairy, and he glanced at the little dragon girl greedily. King Yi found that as the power grew, the desire in his heart became more and more. powerful.

"I don't like the look in your eyes now." Xiao Longnu turned to the side with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

King Yi's face sank, thinking that she will be the emperor soon, how dare you, a Jianghu woman, show your face to me? She wanted to reprimand, but she immediately thought of Li Qingluo and Xiaolongnv's high martial arts skills. If they tear their faces now, it is really a change of life, and it is better to wait for the bigger picture.

It has been decided, and then slowly clean up these two women.

When the two were at a stalemate, suddenly a loud noise broke out in the distance, and everyone turned back subconsciously.

The sweeping monk walked a little slowly, about a few dozen meters away from the bamboo forest, and suddenly the ground exploded suddenly, and countless hidden weapons mixed with soil shot at him, blocking all his escape routes in all directions, even if it was miraculous, it could not be avoided. past.

The sweeping monk just plotted against the three great masters, how could he not be on guard against others drawing gourds in the same way? The reason why he walked so slowly just now was to seize the time to digest all the power he had absorbed from Zhao Gou with the Beiming Divine Art.

If Zhao Gou's internal strength is strong on weekdays, his cultivation base is even more unfathomable. If he absorbs his life's skills, he can quickly transform it into his own. Chongyang's counterattack, coupled with the fact that he had to deal with Zhao Gou's attack later, can be said to have exhausted his own internal strength.

Under this circumstance, refining Zhao Gou's skill is much slower than usual, but he left slowly, the distance of several dozen meters has provided him enough time to refine Zhao Gou's internal force to seven or seven. Eighty-eight, enough to face a sudden crisis.

Seeing his robes on display, Qiankun's stunts in his sleeves became more and more magical, and all the hidden weapons and soil in the sky were put into his sleeves.

However, the enemy obviously did not intend to use these hidden weapons to kill a great master. Behind the hidden weapons was an old man in azure clothes wearing a square scarf and fluttering beards.

The old man in green clothes has a very unique movement, which is very different from the way of the Central Plains martial arts. Originally, he was in front, but suddenly changed to the right side of the sweeping monk, and stamped his rib with a palm.

This palm can't call out any moves, but the air in the palm seems to be distorted, reflecting a strange light.

"Does this martial art look familiar?" Wang Chongyang was thoughtful.

Huang Chang let out a weak snort: "Kung Fu on Xia Kedao." He and Shi Potian had been fighting for so long just now, so naturally he was sure.

"I don't know if it's the Dragon Island Lord or the Wooden Island Lord of Xia Ke Island." The wine monk was very curious. Now that all the three great masters are disabled, they have let go of everything, and they are just watching the show. Looking at everything, I wish the more chaos the better.

Wang Chongyang replied: "The two envoys of Xia Ke Dao, who reward the good and punish the evil, often wear yellow clothes and blue clothes. Since this person wears blue clothes, it should be the owner of the wooden island."

Zhao Gou said in a cold voice, "Jia She is that old man!" Jia She was Jia Sidao's half-brother. Back then, he almost inherited the title of Duke Rong Guo, so he naturally went to the palace to visit the emperor. Now that he is here, it means that Jia Sidao has finally started.

It's a pity that he has lost all the games now, and he has no chess pieces to use at all, and he is not even qualified to enter the game. It is all an intelligence error. At first, he thought that the ghost villa was controlled by Jia Sidao, but I did not expect that King Yi could collect so much. What a master.

"Are you another great master?" I don't know who asked.

Several great masters looked at each other, then shook their heads, Wang Chongyang said, "Like, but not."

Huang Chang added: "This palm has already faintly touched the threshold of the great master realm, and it is considered a half-step great master." But the three of them knew that the difference of one word was a thousand miles away. It seems that the difference is not far, but many top masters can't break through to the real master realm in their lifetime.

"Although there is still a lack of fire, but Wuming's current state, it is not known who will kill the deer." The wine fighting monk muttered to himself.

Several people no longer have time to chat, and all of them keep their eyes on the changes in the battle situation.

In an instant, the floor sweeper had already played several tricks with the island master. Obviously, the floor sweeper was extremely jealous of his palm strength.

Seeing him in danger, many people flashed a trace of sadness in their hearts, thinking that the dignified grand master would die at the hands of Xiao Xiao in the end?

After all, Huang Chang and the other three were injured in the hands of the great master, which is also in line with everyone's expectations. Only the great master has the ability to be injured. If such a great great master is finally killed by leaps and bounds, it is really disappointing. People mourned.

Suddenly, the floor sweeping monk finally made his move, and he slapped it lightly, stroking it softly like a sympathizer. Seeing this, Huang Chang and Wang Chongyang turned their heads to look at the wine monk. He was hit hard by this shot before.

"Amitabha." The wine monk seemed to see the ending, and his tone was full of compassion.

Seeing that he slapped his palm, Lord Mu Dao felt a warning sign in his heart, but he thought that the opponent was already at the end of his force, and his palm strength should have attacked him first, so he gritted his teeth, did not dodge, and continued to press down with the palm of his hand. .

However, his pupils suddenly shrank, because the other party's fluttering palm didn't know how to do it, and it came first and pressed on him first.

He suddenly felt severe pain all over his body, and the whole person could no longer stand firm and fell to the ground.

Sweeping the floor is not feeling well at this time. If on weekdays, this shot is enough to kill the opponent but he is unscathed, but now that he is at the end of the force, he still hasn't avoided the opponent's palm, and instantly notices that several ribs are broken and half of his body is broken. All paralyzed.

At this moment, the ground behind him suddenly exploded again, and a figure suddenly jumped out, taking advantage of his brief paralysis, a punch slammed into the back of his heart.

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