In the past few days, knowing that the Eight Factions Alliance was going to hold a meeting of elders in the capital, Xue Mingyu actually dared to commit crimes, which made everyone in the Eight Factions Alliance feel embarrassed. This incident even reached the ears of Zhu Yuanzhang, who blamed Ye Sudong very much.

A few words.

Ye Sudong, as the number one master of the younger generation of the Xining sect, managed to get a job as a leader. After being reprimanded by Zhu Yuanzhang, he felt very angry and couldn't help himself. So when he returned to the Xining sect, he specifically pointed out this matter. Xining

Only then did the faction call on the masters from the capital to form a jade-catching army composed of an alliance of eight factions.

Today, by coincidence, Yang Xingzhou had just dressed up as Xue Mingyu when he met Shurang Yan and the current Chen Guifei, and then met Yan Yanru, which attracted the attention of the jade-catching team. When the warning fireworks went up, eight people in the capital

The masters of the Pai Alliance dispatched one after another, and under the leadership of Wuxiang Monk, Immortal Immortal and others, began to make arrangements.

Originally, everyone was worried that when they were chasing Xue Mingyu, the thief would jump over the wall and commit murder in the street under desperate circumstances. However, what people didn't expect was that he actually cooperated with everyone's actions and came to the Xuanmu Temple on the outskirts of the city.

It seemed that he deliberately gave everyone a chance to capture him.

Some people originally thought that Xue Mingyu was seeking death on his own, but now that they saw that he defeated Wuxiang Monk with one move and that he was so good at lightening his body, they suddenly changed their minds and became serious.

With Xue Mingyu's cultivation, it's no wonder that he can escape from the pursuit of righteous people and the government many times. Maybe if he was careless today, he might still be able to escape. If he escapes again, the Eight Factions Alliance will lose face.

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Yang Xingzhou was trapped in a heavy siege, but he remained calm. Just when he was about to land, he suddenly floated towards a big tree and landed on a small branch. He stood upright and followed the swaying of the small branch.

He rose and fell gently and smiled at the people around him: "Everyone, let me say it again, this is a misunderstanding. Xue Mingyu has been killed by me. I am Yang Xingzhou, not Xue Mingyu!"

He deliberately took off the mask from his face, but it was not too troublesome for the human skin mask to absorb water when it was attached. If he wanted to take it off, he had to apply it with potion. Otherwise, how could it be worn on his face?

Can it be put on so that it won’t fall off and has no flaws? This is not a mask. It can be worn and taken off at any time.

It is not impossible to tear it off by force, but a good mask made by Bei Shengtian will probably be torn off. So far, Yang Xingzhou has never understood the manufacturing process of this human skin mask, and he is very reluctant to destroy it.

The reason why I put it on my face this time is to feel the touch and material of this mask in person, and also to understand the manufacturing techniques of this mask.

The most important thing is that even if he takes it off now, it may not be effective. If people say that he is Xue Mingyu, Yang Xingzhou can't refute it.

After all, he can even impersonate Pang Ban and Qin Mengyao, and his disguise skills are famous all over the world. It may not be impossible to pretend to be Xue Mingyu, especially since he acts ruthlessly, both righteous and evil. I only see him killing people, but I don't see him.

What good deeds he has done is unknown even if he was a prostitute and thief before.

All kinds of considerations flashed through Yang Xingzhou's mind. For him, he could only compete with these people and then escape. These people came one by one. Except for Wuxiang Monk, who still had some weight, the rest of them were impossible.

I can stop him, so I'm not too anxious.

A burst of sweet laughter from the left said: "Are you Yang Xingzhou? Are you kidding me? Why should you guys be polite to this lewd thief? No need to talk about the rules of the world. Let's catch him together, give up his martial arts, and hand him over to the government. It's not God's will.

What a happy thing? I can also avenge the victimized woman!"

Yang Xingzhou followed the voice and looked around. It turned out that the person speaking was a charming woman. Her long and slender eyes exuded an awe-inspiring brilliance. Her eyes were like dots of paint, her body was well-proportioned, she had a long sword on her back, and her appearance was particularly beautiful.

The beauty everywhere is like a piece of smoke.

Seeing Luo Wuxiu, Leng Feng and other disciples of the Ancient Sword Pool beside her, he suddenly remembered someone and knew that she should be the famous female master of the Ancient Sword Pool, "Hui Jian" Bo Zhaoru. He immediately smiled and said: "

Miss Bo, if I were really Xue Mingyu, I would be at your disposal, but unfortunately I am not, and I would disappoint you all. If I were killed by you, it would be an injustice."

Having said this, the man took a step on the branch, was on the ground in an instant, and walked swaggering towards the temple entrance.

Everyone yelled in unison and jumped down one after another. Everyone thought he would escape from the air, but they did not expect that he would actually return the same way.

At this moment, the Buddha's trumpet sounded, and Wuxiang Monk suddenly rushed out from the main hall. He was behind Yang Xingzhou in an instant, clapped his hands in front of him, and then a calm and composed voice came: "Almsgiver Xue said it well, life and death are exactly the same.

A misunderstanding and nothing more.”

Yang Xingzhou kicked back his right foot like lightning and said with a smile: "Since we know that life and death are misunderstandings, why should we seek detachment from misunderstandings?"

Bang!

Monk Wuxiang raised his foot and kicked forward, blocking Yang Xingzhou's back kick. His body was shaken, he floated back again, and sighed: "Almsgiver Xue, who did you learn from? The masters I have seen in my life, except Pang Ban,

You deserve to be number one!"

At this time, Yang Xingzhou has cultivated the Longxiang Boruo Gong to the state of great perfection. He can raise his hands and feet with a huge strength of ten thousand kilograms. The huge strength is coupled with the extremely profound internal strength. Even if the monk Wuxiang has to challenge Pang Ban's cultivation

However, it was still difficult to easily resist Yang Xingzhou's usual blow.

In the whole world, only Lang Fanyun and Pang Ban can deal with Yang Xingzhou's attacks with ease. The rest, even Li Ruohai, may not be able to defeat Yang Xingzhou. The two of them are at most evenly matched.

Except for Pang Ban, no master Wuxiang Monk had encountered in his life could achieve such a level of cultivation as Yang Xingzhou. Even though his meditation skills had reached an extremely advanced level, he still felt a sense of fright at this moment.

Yang Xingzhou swayed slightly, but continued to move forward without turning around: "I said you recognized the wrong person, but you still don't believe me!"

Monk Wuxiang stood there and said softly: "The donor is always unaware, so he is upside down in the sea of ​​life and death, unable to extricate himself. However, the delusional mind and the true mind are not one. The former is like sea water, and the latter is like waves. The sea is calm.

Because of the wind, the waves become waves. The disease of ordinary people like us is that we are obsessed with truth and pursue delusion. If the donor can see through this principle and turn away from delusion and return to truth, will he still be obsessed with this and this?"

Yang Xingzhou said calmly: "If you really knew what is illusion and what is reality, you would have shattered the void and become a Buddha instantly. Would you still have time to fight with me here?"

As he spoke, everyone on the roof fell to the ground one after another, surrounding Yang Xingzhou.

A burst of laughter came from the right, and a dark, thin, wrinkled old man laughed loudly and said: "I thought Xue Mingyu was a person, but he turns out to be a person who talks nonsense and is as timid as a rat!"

Yang Xingzhou froze, looked at the old man, and said calmly: "You haven't asked your name yet?"

The old man's heart froze when he was looked at by Yang Xingzhou's cold eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Listen carefully, I am Tian Tong of the Wudang Sect. When you get to the underworld, don't forget me!"

Yang Xingzhou nodded and said, "It turns out he is a master of the Wudang Sect."

He had heard a few Taoists talk about this person, and knew that this person's "Infinite Sword" ranked third among martial arts, second only to Wudang leader Chunyang Zhenzi and Taoist Feibai. He was the most outstanding among lay masters, and he hated evil all his life.

, the attack was very ruthless.

Footsteps sounded and figures flashed. Just when Tian Tong opened his mouth to announce his home, at least ten more people appeared around him, bringing the number to nearly fifty. It seemed that the entire jade-hunting army had come to join in the fun. These people

He is the leader and elite of the eight factions.

Yang Xingzhou sighed, put his hands behind his hands and looked at the sky, and said calmly: "Everyone, come out!"

Suddenly, a sharp and thin voice came closer from far away, saying: "Brother Wuxiang, why haven't you done anything yet? Do you want Fu Lao to stretch his muscles?"

The figure flashed, and there was a fat old man next to Wuxiang Monk. He had a childlike face and white eyebrows, and his eyebrows were as white as snow. He had a long fly whisk hanging down, making him look like a man among gods.

Yang Xingzhou suddenly turned around, his heart trembled. Unexpectedly, he met the two most powerful people of the Eight Sects, the Wuxiang Monk from Shaolin and the Immortal Immortal from Changbai.

It's okay to say that one of these two people is not afraid of Yang Xingzhou, but with the two of them joining forces, even with Yang Xingzhou's current level of cultivation, it is probably difficult to withstand them. In addition, there are so many masters around,

That is bound to fail.

The wind blew, and there were two more people beside Wudang Tiantong. One was an old man with long silver-white hair, and the other was a middle-aged scholar who was no more than thirty years old. He had a heroic face and was very handsome, but his aura was as strong as a mountain and his eyes were shining.

Flash, his cultivation level is also good, and he has the bearing of a sect leader.

The white-haired old man next to him had an even deeper aura. Although he was not as magnanimous as the Wuxiang Monk and the Immortal Immortal, as soon as he stood there, he looked surprisingly good-looking and natural, which left a deep impression on people.

Yang Xingzhou had a headache. At first glance, these two people were no small feats. Just by sensing their auras, he knew that they must be top-notch masters. Even if they were not as good as Qian Luo and Feng Han, they were still close to each other.

Seeing Yang Xingzhou looking at them, the old man and the middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded in unison, and the old man said: "I am Sha Tianfang!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar raised his hands in salute and said, "It's Xiazhuang Festival!"

Yang Xingzhou didn't ask their names just now, but he just glanced at them, his eyes filled with questioning meaning, causing the two of them to involuntarily introduce themselves, which felt weird after thinking about it.

After Jian Zhengming became Yang Xingzhou's coachman, he told Yang Xingzhou about the masters of the Xining sect. Among them, Sha Tianfang, the "old man" of the Xining sect, and Zhuang Jie, the leader of the sect, are the most important figures to mention.

, these two people are extremely skilled in cultivation and can be regarded as the best among the first-class masters. Unexpectedly, they all appeared in the Xuanmu Temple today.

Yang Xingzhou glanced at the crowd and sighed again: "It's just for a lewd thief. As for sending out such a big battle? How come we didn't see you masters come forward when we were dealing with Pang Ban, but when we were dealing with a little lewd thief, we didn't even have the sect leaders like you...

Are they all alarmed? To bully the weak and fear the strong to this extent, it is really a miracle!"
Chapter completed!