Two days later, the prince's mansion.

A scream echoed half of the sky, and the guards who were patrolling found in fear that the direction of the screaming seemed to be in the prince's study.

The untidy samurai rushes out of the beautiful house of the temple and uses its light skills to run to the scene. Outside the Prince's study room, it is in a mess.

The leader was Bodhidharma, and behind him were a group of disciples brought by Tibet. He could not understand, who dared to come to the prince to act wildly?

Outside the Prince's study room, there were eighteen junior brothers who worked together to take care of him. Although these eighteen people were not first-class in their skills, they were all hard-working players in the world. They also had a set of wheel-splitting skills, which evolved from the Five-wheeled Dafa of King Jinlun.

Eighteen people each took a large wheel with a sharp edge. According to different kung fu, some people took a lead wheel, some people got an iron wheel, some people got a copper wheel, and some people got a silver wheel. The two lamas with the highest kung fu took a lead wheel. The lead wheel was heavy and powerful. In combination with the other four types of big wheels, if they were used at the same time, the eighteen wheels flew out, within a few meters of radius, no one could stop it, and there was nowhere to avoid it. Although due to their insufficient internal strength, they might not be as powerful as the five wheels of the Golden Wheel Dharma King back then, they were most victorious. Usually, if a few first-class masters fell into the wheel formation, blood would immediately splash. Bodhidharma Zhi was anxious to avoid a rockery like a screen wall, and immediately arrived in front of the Prince's study.

He stood there immediately, staring at the front with one eye, almost unable to believe it.

Like a clay puppet, the junior brothers of Bodhidharma stood blankly in place, and eighteen people seemed to be posing. Some people fell, some leaned over, and some raised their legs. The posture was exactly the scene when the wheel formation was activated.

The eighteen people had empty hands, which meant that the sharp weapon in their hands had been issued, but behind them were eighteen human wheels inlaid on the brick wall of the Prince's Study Room. These big wheels were of different heights and were uneven up and down. The only thing that was the same was that these big wheels were half covered with lutes, and half of them were embedded in stone walls!

Bodhidharma saw the eighteen human wheels with eyes swept away. But he saw the clear light on the wheel, without any trace of blood. "Master!" Carpa shouted softly. Bodhidharma turned his head and saw that the bottom of the rockery behind everyone was in a mess, and big rocks were split into two pieces. At first glance, it was the result of the eighteen major wheels thrown out and injured the enemy. The cutting surface was smooth and flat. Obviously, the junior brothers did not retain their strength, and the eighteen human wheels also exerted their due power.

Bodhidharma suddenly felt a little cold in his heart and he rushed to the Prince's study. Although his kung fu was half destroyed by Zhang Sanfeng, his knowledge was not reduced by a little. He had already thought of a situation in his mind.

The person who came came in was Dalala, and he did not cover up his whereabouts, and he had eighteen humans.

Up, down, left and right, blocked the routes of future generations, but the man was even faster. He took hundreds of kilograms of large stones from the rockery with his hands and swept across.

The stone is broken, the wheel is retreated, and then embedded in the study wall!

Those of my junior brothers?

Carpa had already given the answer, and he respectfully called "Uncle Master!" "Uncle Master" to an old monk standing in front of him respectfully said.

He reached out and helped, and the "Uncle Master" suddenly moved. A dry face that looked like dried orange peel immediately fell backwards, leaving only a headless body standing in the middle.

Thumb!

It was raining for a while, and the remaining seventeen monks' heads fell immediately, and their bodies were still standing there.

Sumozhi no longer cared about his fellow disciples, so he immediately pushed open the door of the Prince's study room. He knew very well: if you have such a master, your skills are almost the same as when you were at your peak, and the Prince may be in danger.

Damozhi's eyes were as big as a copper bell. When he saw the eyes, the prince was lying in the blood with his lower body naked. His handsome face twisted in pain. His fast-beam was covered with sweat beads, and his ten fingernails were broken, and he grabbed the ground and bloody on the bluestone floor.

Sumozhi blinked, unable to believe it. With a turn of his hand, the apprentices behind him were immediately bounced out of the door by his inner force that seemed soft and hard between his sleeves. Carba Kung Fu was very powerful, and he had only had time to take a look, and immediately screamed, "Mom!"

Outside the Prince's Mansion.

"What did you do just now?" Gao Qiang pulled the mask down and turned to look at An Dehai. "No, nothing." An Dehai's head was covered in cold sweat, soaking his black mask. His body trembled like a Mid-Autumn Leaves in the Wind. Gao Qiang thoughtfully, touched his chin and said, "I asked you to break one of his arms, why did you do that?"

An Dehai just knelt on the ground and kowtowed, bang bang bang, his head was covered with blood, and blood penetrated deeply into the ground. "Forget it, forget it!" Gao Qiang waved his hand and said impatiently: "The original purpose was to make them fight in their own nests, and the fight was more intense. But, disciple, you have to remember, no master would like to see his disciples so much-"

Gao Qiang tilted his head and thought for a long time, and said, "Have a personality!"

Gao Qiang turned around and left. An Dehai leaped behind several times, immediately hugged someone else's legs and sobbed, "Master, he is not a human, he is not a human, Xiao Taohong was swept by him all night, and the next day, someone was thrown out with a felt bag and threw it out, throwing it into the dry well. I secretly got her body out. Master, he is not a human, you don't know, that miserable..."

Gao Qiang nodded, patted Andhai on the shoulder and said, "Well, I said, why did the woman in the grass not look very much like the last time I saw it."

An Dehai's crying immediately became hoarse, and then he followed it again, and his tone dropped by three points. "Let's go, stop crying." Gao Qiang said: "If Xiao Taohong knew you did this, she would also smile underground, "Well, women, women are so naive."

An Dehai raised his head, his face full of confusion. He was happy that Gao Qiang had not pursued him, but he was also confused. Why was his woman naive?

But he didn't know that Gao Qiang was thinking at this moment: Wu Qingying. Wu Qingying, anyway, your son has become a eunuch, and you don't know which family it is in your arms. It doesn't matter whether the prince dies or not. I hurt him one by one, An Dehai hurts him, but he is still so naughty. Well, the emperor, the prince, and the king of Ruyang. One of the tripods is about to increase. The balance is about to be broken, and the rule of the Mongols cannot last long. Concubine Wu, the time you can stay in the palace will be counted.

The prince was assassinated, and the whole country was shocked.

Fortunately, the prince's auspicious person had a natural appearance. Although the assassin was bold and arrogant, he was also very skilled and cunning. However, with the help of the loyal Tibetan monk and the national master, the monk Bodhidharma Zhi, he was in danger and suffered only a slight injury - about an inch of his arm was cut.

Although the official news is like this, there are rumors in the palace and left without hesitation... Then, the princess came from the palace. For some reason, the princess was killed while serving in bed at night... "Senior brother, I got the letter from Fei Ge. My Ming Cult is determined not to come here to get into this mixed water." Zhang Wuji said helplessly. He took a piece of cloth from the house and wiped his face. His cat-like face suddenly became clear and beautiful. His body was wet and his clothes were dirty. The cloak behind him was even more obvious.

Without showing the original color, they had been rushing over for several days. Zhang Wuji raised the cloth in front of him and frowned and said, "You are lazy. This cloth smells like this. I knew it would be like this. Last time I let the six people go, they didn't agree. At that time, they had already finished their righteousness. Now I'm asking them to save people. Indeed, I'm not that high-minded," Gao Qiang nodded, coaxed Gao Jin in his arms, and said, "Come on, junior brother, get me a diaper..."

Zhang Wuji looked around and said in confusion: "Diaper?" "Well, there is only a piece of cloth in the room, that is the diaper. Well, where did you put it?" Gao Qiang was so quarreled by Gao Jin, and he had already lost everything. His superb skills were all turtles, his hair was messy, and he was like a refugee. "Is that a piece?" Zhang Wuji picked up a colorful piece of cloth from his hand.

Gao Qiangxi: "It's him, huh? Junior brother, your face has become so ugly... Don't worry about the affairs of the three major sects. As far as I know, the good players of the Beggars' Sect have arrived."

Zhang Wuji held up the cloth in his hand, and was still extremely painful. "I am not a firefighter, and your dad is not a firefighter." Gao Qiang replaced Xiao Gaojin with diapers easily.

Then he said with a deep pain: "I didn't expect that I would not be a firefighter in the world now, but I would put out the fire for you. You guys who can eat, drink, pull and scatter..." "Elder Chuangong, law enforcement elder, you are all first-class experts in the world. The Beggars' Sect is famous in the world. It actually sets up such a vulgar situation to trap our brothers, be careful to make the heroes in the world laugh at you!"

The deer bar politely floated his beard, dancing a horned deer bar into a circle of black gas, and dingding ding ding slashed three weapons at his ground. "Senior brother, we are fighting with them!" He Biweng leaned behind the deer bar guest, panting, a shiny crane pointed acupoint pen, and tapped it in the air, forcing the three disciples of the Beggar Gang to open up.

The group of beggars whistled, and a large group of disciples retreated. The four elders immediately jumped in and turned around the deer walker and Hebiweng like a horse lantern.

The deer barge He Biweng fought back to back, desperately. Around them, the elders of the Beggars' Gang were besieging. Among them, two old beggars with white beards and white beards were particularly eye-catching. The two of them were not weak in kung fu. If the deer barge He Biweng used the vicious and vicious Xuanming true energy, the two immediately rushed up and took all the attacks of the deer barge and He Biweng.

The two of them, one of them was thin and had an empty body, and they only grabbed the enemy with their hands. They were just fierce in the wielding wind, just like the sound of metal collision, but they were just a little at a disadvantage against the white blade with their hands. They were one of the four elders of the Beggar Gang, and the other one was very skilled in light skills. They were only slightly inferior to Wei Yixiao, and their tricks were extremely fast. They often circled around the two elders of the Xuanming elders, and played these two first-class masters in a row with the law enforcement elders, but they were the two elders of the two elders of the Beggar Gang Sect, who were also one of the two elders of the Beggar Gang Sect.

These two elders are the nine-bag elders in the Beggars' Sect. They are in charge of the beggars' Sect's dirty clothes and plaques. They have always been incompatible with the other two elders, the Beggars' Sect's clean clothes and plaques. However, this time, all the masters of the Clean Sect's Sect were captured, and the masters of the Dirty Clothing Sect could not sit idly by. This time, they came out and sent out a team of people to rescue them.

Among the four elders in the Beggars' Sect, Elder Chuan Gong and Law Enforcement Elder are two elders, who are still above the Dragon Head of the Palm Bowl and the Dragon Head of the Palm Band. Originally, the five elders of the Beggars' Sect were headed by Fang Dongbai, the eight-armed Divine Sword. Now Fang Dongbai pretended to die and joined the Ruyang Palace. The leader of the Beggars' Sect, Shi Huolong, was sick all year round, and the Divine Dragon did not see his head but did not see his tail. The Beggars' Sect is the most noble because of these two old men, but they cannot command the masters of the Clean Clothing Sect. Therefore, for decades, a great gang, the world's No. 1 gang, has gradually become less powerful, and is no longer as good as Hong Qigong and Huang Rong back then.

The two of them are already among the top masters in the martial arts world. They caught all the tricks of Lu Shunke and Hebiweng, only guarding and not attacking. There were two elders there, wearing eight bags, one with a chubby body, with only a palm swing, and the yin energy was strong, but they opened their feet and walked in a masculine way. The other stepped on the Bagua steps and attacked with only a fist. All of them were in line with the rules of Bagua. At first glance, they were masters of Bagua Fist in the internal family.

These four elders, nine bags, eight bags, and although Deer Staff, He Biweng each supported weapons to fight, how could they withstand the four masters of the Beggars' Sect's attack?

Thinking about the two Baba Elders, although their skills are not as good as the first-class, they are also famous masters in the world.

The four elders were concentrating on responding to the enemy and not caring about speaking. A very powerful voice came from the other side: "Hmph, you don't need to comment on whether our Beggars' Sect is open and honest. Just beating dogs requires a dog-beating stick. Do you still have to talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality?" "The Beggars' Sect's people are despicable and hidden. No one can block my palm, and I don't accept it!" Lu Jian Gu looked crazy. He and He Biweng guarded the pagoda. As a result, they were led to this remote place by the two Beggars' Sect's eight bag elders. They were surrounded by Beggars' disciples, and they could not resist the siege of the four elders. They could not advance or retreat, and they could not retreat. Their brothers were so happy for so many years, and they were still thinking about glory and wealth. How could they be willing to die like this? "Hahaha," the thick and bold voice laughed: "Brothers, get out of here and let him see if anyone in my Beggars' Sect can catch his palm!"

The four elders were in a hurry to attack the ground, but they jumped away at this moment and said in unison: "Please help the master!"
Chapter completed!