Spiritual and Martial Conqueror

Chapter 130 is in trouble (Chapter 3).

(A wrong name was typed in the previous chapter, and it has been revised. I'm sorry. Three shifts later, Xiao Yu continues to code and ask for flowers.).

"No, Master gave me nothing." Lu Shaoyou said without trace.

"Yes, you think about it again." Zhou Yuhou continued to ask in disbelief.

Lu Shaoyou shook his head, naturally knowing in his heart, what Zhou Yuhou was looking for, it should be the seal of the head of the house. These two people were so anxious to find the seal of the head of the house.

"Elder, it's not good, it's not good."

A panic-stricken voice came from outside the temple, and then a disciple of Flying Spirit hurried into the hall, breathless, his expression on his face also surprised.

"What is so panic, what is the system." Seeing this disciple, Huang Haibo yelled suddenly.

"Elder, a lot of people came from Rakshamon, already hurting the three of us. They said that the people in our door had killed their disciples a few days ago. Door. "The disciple said quickly.

"Rakshamon ..."

Lu Shaoyou thought of it. It seemed that when he rescued Zhang Mingtao himself two days ago, he was the one who killed Rakshamon. He didn't expect to come to the door.

"What, Rakshamon, how many people are here." Zhou Yuhou asked suddenly.

"There are twenty or thirty people, but all are second-generation disciples. I know them, and there are no elders from Rakshamon." The disciple replied.

Hearing this sentence, Zhou Yuhou seemed to be relieved.

"Whoever went out to cause trouble, and also killed the people of Rakshamon, stood up." Huang Haibo glanced at everyone in the hall.

"Elder, I did it. I waited for Master to come back two days ago. The people at Rakshamon cheated too much. He wanted to kill me, and I shot him to kill him." Zhang Mingtao stepped forward and said nothing. Lu Shaoyou came.

"Okay, you are good at it, and you and I have long said that you should not provoke others outside, otherwise, it will bring disaster to the Fei Lingmen at any time." Huang Haibo watched Zhang Mingtao angry.

"Hey……"

Many disciples in the hall sighed in a low voice. These disciples are of the age of twenty-one or two, which is the age of blood and blood, but in the Flying Spirit Gate, they have always been asked to shrink their tails outside, do not provoke Others, some people have to endure bullying, at this time others came to the door, the elders also said this, their blood has long been wiped out, and have long been used to it.

"Elder, it was the disciple of Rakshamon who was so deceiving. I just shot the defense and killed the people of Rakshamon by mistake." Zhang Mingtao said.

"The people of Rakshamon came to the door. Let's go out and see. It turned out that they bullied others first. Isn't the people of Rakshamon unreasonable." Zheng Ying stood up and said slightly.

"Now Rakshamon came to the door, they are all second-generation disciples. If we go out, then Rakshamon will also give me a hat that bullies and swindles. This incident was actually provokes Zhang Mingtao, and Zhang Mingtao also flew me. It ’s up to you to handle the disciples of Lingmen. Remember, do n’t trouble Fei Lingmen. ”Huang Haibo frowned and said immediately.

"Second Brother Second is right, if we go out, then the people of Rakshamon will say that we are bullying the small, and finally do not know what trouble caused, let Zhang Mingtao go out to deal with it." Zhou Yuhou said in harmony.

"But the people at Rakshamon are very strong. Zhang Mingtao will definitely be punished when he goes out ..."

"Does our strength provoke the strength of the elders of Rakshamon, let Zhang Mingtao handle it." Huang Haibo interrupted Zheng Ying's words and said slowly.

"Elder, I'm in trouble, I will deal with it." Zhang Mingtao said, and then turned around and walked out of the hall.

Lu Shaoyou frowned slightly, pulled the landing core Tong, followed Zhang Mingtao behind, this matter, or do it yourself, just go and see.

In the hall, a group of ordinary disciples also hesitated, and then came out of the hall. Zhang Mingtao was the disciple of the Flying Spirit Gate. Among these ordinary disciples, there was some prestige.

Inside the hall, Huang Haibo and Zhou Yuhou glanced at each other, unable to see any expression, but signaled that several apprentices around him followed.

"Sister Four, the head of the master is dead, the seal of the head of the head is missing, and the key on the head of the head is not knowing whereabouts. I think, let's force open the secret room." Inside the hall, Huang Haibo said to Zheng Ying after all the disciples left.

"Second Brother, Master said, our ancestors of Fei Lingmen have explained that only Fei Ling Men can open the Chamber of Secrets at the last moment of life and death. At that time, Fei Ling Men may rise again, but if you open the Chamber of Secrets in advance, It will also bring disaster to the door. Besides, there are three keys in the secret room. Only by gathering three keys with the seal of the palm can you open the secret room. If anyone opens the secret room forcibly, the secret room will burst. "Zheng Ying said.

"But the master master is dead, the seal of the master does not know whereabouts, what shall we do." Zhou Yuhou said.

"Then look, we must find the seal of the head." Zheng Ying said.

"Brother, I'll deal with this matter, you don't have to come, lest those people know you." After leaving the hall, Zhang Mingtao said to Lu Shaoyou.

"It's okay, let me go and see, and people kill me as well." Lu Shaoyou said with a slight smile, then Huang Haibo made it clear that he wanted Zhang Mingtao to die, Zhang Mingtao died, and there was no big trouble at Feiling Gate, otherwise, , Rakshamon should not be willing to let go, "The people of Rakshamon have always bullied us at the Flying Spirit Gate, but the elders and masters did not dare to say anything because of the strength of Rakshamon, so Rakshamon People are becoming more and more excessive. This time they have died a person, and it is definitely not going to be willing to give up. "Zhang Mingtao said.

"You know you are still out, don't you know that the people at Rakshamon are likely to kill you?" Lu Shaoyou said.

"I'm not afraid. If I die, you will avenge my master." Zhang Mingtao said.

"Be quiet, there are people behind you." Lu Shaoyou said to Zhang Mingtao, and behind him were all the ordinary disciples of Fei Lingmen, with nearly a hundred people.

"Brother, we help you, these people of Rakshamon are so hateful, we fight with them." After a while, hundreds of ordinary disciples at the Flying Spirit Gate followed behind, a fat and bald young man Stepped forward.

"Brother, we will help you and fight with them." Many disciples echoed.

During the talk, the crowd was already in an empty place, and there was a lot of teasing and ridicule coming in front of it.

"Flying Gate is all a group of waste, it is simply unbearable."

"Hand over the people, otherwise we will level the flying gate."

"Haha, Fei Lingmen's waste, quickly hand over people."

On the open land in front, disciples with five or six flying gates were seriously injured, lying on the ground one by one, with blood stains on their chests.

"Stop it." Zhang Mingtao shouted and rushed up.

Lu Shaoyou's eyes were already on the thirty people outside the Fei Lingmen disciples, all of them were samurai-level breaths. When a young man was a martial arts level, he emphasized the strength of the warrior level. .

This person's side is the Seventh Samurai of Rakshamon who was sent away by himself. Looking at all the disciples of this Rakshamon, no matter in terms of clothing or strength, they are higher than the take-off Lingmen. It is no wonder. The Flying Spirit Gate was bullied.

Lu Shaoyou sighed slightly, these second-generation disciples of the Rakshamon dared to kill Fei Ling Men, and the elders of Fei Ling Men still flinched, so that they would be destroyed sooner or later.

"Brother San, it's just them. They killed two young brothers." Suddenly, they saw Lu Shaoyou and Zhang Mingtao. The youth of the Seventh Samurai, who was doing something, said to the young people in Huafu around him. You, but dare not look directly at Lu Shaoyou's eyes.

Zhang Mingtao walked up and down, and a large number of Fei Lingmen disciples also stepped forward, holding up several seriously injured Fei Lingmen disciples to the back, and glaring at the Ramasha gates, but they dared not say anything. They naturally People who know that Rakshamon is much stronger than them.

"Is it the two of you who killed me at Rakshamon? The young people in Chinese clothes at Rakshamon looked at Lu Shaoyou and Zhang Mingtao lightly and said.

Lu Shaoyou did not speak, but raised his brow slightly, and a plan in his mind began to come up. The disciples in front of Luoshamen were the strongest in this Chinese youth, but it was only the strength of a heavy warrior. If it is killed, but afterwards, the Rakshamon Gate will really not be willing to give up. Maybe the strongest of the Rakshamon Gates will come, and the Flying Spirit Gate will be destroyed. Then Huang Haibo and Zhou Yuhou will also be escaped by Raksha. Men Qiannang ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ will naturally be killed, and he can be regarded as revenge for Lu Xintong, but with his current strength, it is still a bit early to deal with Huang Haibo and Zhou Yuhou.

Thinking that the plan should be feasible, Lu Shaoyou had a smile in his heart.

At this moment, Zhang Mingtao was watching the people at Rakshamon saying: "I killed it. Your Rakshamon people are deceiving people first. What do you want?"

"Brother San, kill him."

"The waste that killed this flying gate."

"I don't want to do anything, I just want you to die." The young man in Huafu's eyes sank, a palm print in his hand was condensed with a black awn, the light under his feet flashed, and his figure turned into a blurry afterimage. Then, Zhou Kong's powerful air shook the space airflow, causing a roaring sound.

Lu Shaoyou knew that Zhang Mingtao would not be an opponent. Zhang Mingtao was only a quartet of warriors. The youth in this Chinese costume was a heavy warrior. The difference was too great.

His face changed slightly, and Lu Shaoyou let go of Lu Xintong's hand, and his body shook quickly, and his figure also rose quickly.