Under Jiumozhi's Transformation and Transformation, Duan Yanqing seemed to have been hit and said to himself: "Oh, you'll commit suicide!"

He lifted the iron rod and slowly pointed it to his chest.

But he had a very deep cultivation and knew something was wrong. There was a big thing. There seemed to be a voice deep in his heart saying: "You can't click this stick. If you click this stick, you will die!"

Seeing this, everyone around them had different thoughts.

Among all the people, Xuannan was compassionate and had the intention to wake up, but this "snap-up" must be equal to Duan Yanqing's skills to achieve a deafening effect. Otherwise, it will not only be useless, but will be harmful. I am secretly anxious but helpless.

In other words, Monk Xuannan is not capable enough, he is powerless.

Su Xinghe was in line with the rules set by his master Wuyazi back then and could not help him.

Duan Yu, a half-baked guy, didn't know what was going on inside, just kept watching the fun. Besides, he couldn't hope that this evil man would die early, so as not to affect his dominance in Dali, so how could he take the initiative to find trouble without any trouble?

Although Wang Yuyan knew a lot about the martial arts of various sects, Jiumozhi used Tibetan Buddhist martial arts. This... when she touched the blind spot of knowledge, she knew nothing, not to mention that she was just a theoretical giant, but in fact, she had no skill at all.

Qiao Feng heard Duan Yu talk about the past in Wanjie Valley, and as the leader of the four evil people, it was difficult for people to have a good impression of him. Therefore, he also held his hands with his chest and watched the fun with a smile.

The four generals of the Murong family are all worried about the whereabouts of their young master Murong Fu. When they see this situation, they will not meddle in other people's business.

The rest of them are not good at kung fu and do not want to cause trouble.

For a moment, everyone watched helplessly, the iron staff in Duan Yanqing's hand was raised high and slowly inserted into his chest.

"puff!"

The iron rod penetrated into the chest more than an inch, and blood burst out from the chest, and blood splattered everywhere.

The heart-wrenching pain made Duan Yanqing wake up from the devil's madness. He stared at his hands blankly and fell to the ground. He didn't bother with Jiu Mozhi, so he quickly closed his eyes and used his skills to heal his wounds.

At this time, several more people rushed from the mountain road. The group of eight people, including men and women, with different clothes, rushed to Su Xinghe, knelt down together, and showed excitement on their faces. One of them said, "Teacher...You are Qingjian, and we eight of us are infinitely happy..."

He wanted to call him Master, but suddenly he remembered that he had been driven out of the school by Su Xinghe and had to change his words.

These eight people are the eight friends of Hangu.

In those days, in order to save his disciples from disaster, Su Xinghe drove the eight people out of the wall. From then on, they did not dare to call their brothers and brothers again. However, they missed the deep affection of their masters, so they commemorated the place where they learned art in Hangu Pass and were called "Eight Friends of Hangu".

They are the Qin Dian Kang Guangling, the chess magic magic fan Bailing, the nerd Gou Du, the painting mad Wu Lingjun, the miraculous doctor Xue Muhua, the skilled craftsman Feng A San, the flower silly Shi Qinglu, and the drama fan Li Kuaile.

Each of these eight people studied a craftsmanship specialist, which can be said to be the doctrine of the mean between generalists and specialists. Unfortunately, they are no different from Su Xinghe. The martial arts major cannot be achieved, and the arts majors are all the best.

When Su Xinghe saw these eight people, his joy flashed away. He had a cold face and nodded as saying hello.

Even so, the eight people were so happy, and smiled on their faces.

Fan Bailing, among the eight friends of Hangu, is a chess slut. He has been studying Go for decades. He looked at the chess game on the table and saw that there were disasters in this game, including living together and immortality, either counterattack or collecting energy, and gathering flowers, which is extremely complex.

He was immediately excited. When he looked at it for a while, he suddenly felt dizzy and only calculated the life and death of a small white chess piece in the lower right corner. He felt his chest qi and blood surging.

Fan Bailing calmed down and calculated the second time. He found that he thought this white chess was dead, but in fact he had a way to survive. However, he wanted to kill a black chess next to him, but it was involved in a lot. After a few more calculations, suddenly, his eyes were pitch black, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

Su Xinghe looked at him coldly and said, "This game of chess is extremely difficult. You have limited talent. Although you are not weak in chess skills, you probably can't figure it out. If you think about it, will you be desperate?"

Fan Bailing raised his head and replied, "Life and death are destined, brother... I... I am determined to do my best."

Su Xinghe nodded and said, "Then think about it slowly."

Fan Bailing stared at the chess game, his body shaking, and another mouthful of blood was sprayed.

Su Xinghe no longer cared about him, but stood up and said to everyone: "This Zhenlong chess game was made by the master of his family for three years. After it was completed, his family hoped that there would be famous chess masters in the world to crack it.

Su has been studying hard for thirty years but has not been able to understand it thoroughly.

Although I am stupid and cannot study hard, there are many talented people in the world, and there will always be people who can solve it.

Therefore, this chess meeting was held to invite experts from all over the world to solve this game of jeans.

The master left a wish back then. If anyone could solve Zhenlong, this school would have given him a great gift."

Everyone whispered, and there were many wise men among them, who were very curious about this so-called heavy gift. However, with Duan Yanqing's previous lessons, they did not dare to take a step forward.

Su Xinghe looked at everyone present and asked, "Who is there any young master who wants to come and give it a try?"

Still no one responded, and everyone was silent.

Seeing this, Su Xinghe's face darkened: "A bunch of weak men!"

He looked up at Qiao Feng, his face full of eager anticipation: "Bang Qiao should not come up and try it?"

In recent years, Murong, the name of North Qiao Feng and South, is the most reputable. Therefore, Su Xinghe is most optimistic about them, but unfortunately, Murong Fu did not come today.

Qiao Feng looked embarrassed: "This... Qiao is stupid. Yu Qiyi and his seven orifices are connected to the six orifices. If he doesn't know anything, he won't be ugly."

Su Xinghe looked disappointed: "Oh..."

The "crunch" sounded, and it was extremely clear in this quiet valley, and everyone looked in the direction where the sound came.

I saw two people appearing side by side in the three small wooden houses under the big tree in the hole that was broken out. One was young and one year old. The old man slipped his hands on the wheelchair, and the two were slowly walking out.

Su Xinghe's face changed drastically, and he ran straight over, kneeled in front of the wheelchair and cried loudly: "Master, why did you come out?"

He looked nervous, afraid that the unfilial Junior Brother Ding would come out, which would be detrimental to Wuyazi.

"Hahaha…"

A miserable strange laughter sounded, and Ding Chunqiu, who shrank on the ground and was locked by iron chains, looked full of regret: "I knew you, the immortal, didn't die so easily. I regret it. If I had known this, I would have gone to the door without caring about the bullshit morality and came directly to the door, cough cough..."

After saying that, I couldn't help but cough, but my serious injury was not healed and I coughed up bleeding.

"Shut up!"
Chapter completed!