"Wuya!" When Chu Wan heard that Nangong Wuya had been hit by an incurable poison, she couldn't help but cry out in mourning. Suddenly my mind went blank.

"Master!" Zhao Rencheng and Li Chengtian were also shocked, and they were almost injured by their respective opponents.

"Go and take Chu'er out of the villa. ”

Nangong Wuya shouted loudly, and at this time, Li Zongheng, who was forced to retreat by a punch, was like a fierce demon with black flames all over his body, and his hands were black and rushed towards him, and with every step, the ground would shake, and the momentum was so fierce that it was beyond measure.

"Senior sister, go and take the little junior brother away. Zhao Rencheng, who was guarding Chu Wan and fighting with the Demon Sect's five sticks, shouted loudly.

Chu Wan, who was already stunned, sobered up amid the cheers of Nangong Wuya and Zhao Rencheng. "Chu'er, my Chu'er. Chu Wan's long sword burst out with dazzling light, and he swung out one after another terrifying sword qi, rushing straight out of the stick formation, and rushing towards the direction of the study.

She wants to hide her and Nangong Wuya's precious son in the safer secret place of the Nangong family, and then come back to fight the enemy.

As soon as Chu Wan left, Zhao Rencheng immediately fell into danger. The five elders of the Demon Gate are good at the technique of combining the three talents and five elements, and the power of the five people joining forces with the stick technique has increased several times. But seeing that the five long sticks in the hands of the five people were like five fierce dragons, they went straight to Zhao Rencheng's body, the formation was wonderful, the stick was ruthless, and Zhao Rencheng was overwhelmed by the stick shadow in an instant.

Yan Beifei split the last black-clothed man who was the enemy against him with a whip, and saw at a glance that Zhao Rencheng had been forced by the Demon Sect's Five Sticks Elder to the point that he could only parry and was completely powerless, so he hurriedly flew towards the Five Sticks Elder and pounced. Before the person arrived, the nine-section whip in his hand had already turned into a white mang, and rolled towards the five-stick elder.

Nangong Wuya and Li Zongheng who rushed over fought together, and the two of them in the field were moving like lightning in the bright light, leaving afterimages in the dazzling light, they were fighting each other quickly, and they were constantly colliding.

The two of them were shining with dazzling light, as if the divine fire was burning, and because the speed was too fast, their movement trajectory in the field was like lightning dancing wildly.

Over there, a shocking divine light swept through the air at a rapid speed like a rainbow, leaving a series of trajectories that seemed to be real and illusory and blasted towards Ouyang Wang. Although Nangong Wuya was poisonous, he was still able to fight endlessly with the two innate masters who were both the seventh order of the ancient martial arts, and his cultivation was really shocking.

"Boom!", at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the house that was collapsed by Xi Wuyan, and the rubble and debris shot out in all directions to the west, and the other half of the house that had not collapsed was also shaken down. I saw a figure standing faintly in the dust, this person was none other than Xi Wuyan, who had been hit by Nangong Wuyan's boundless thunder.

The Heavenly Demon Ce is not a loss is one of the few magic skills in the world, and it is not dead after being hit by Nangong Wuyan's violent blow, looking at its momentum, its skill is even better than before!

"Ha!" Yin Hou Xi exhaled without a face, and the sound waves spread out in all directions to the west like a tide, deafening. Xi Wuyan's hair fluttered and danced, and the smoke and dust around her were forced by the true qi that she exuded from her body, rolling out towards Xizhou.

Xi Wuyan's face was hideous, glaring at Nangong Wuya, and the next moment, his feet kicked the ground, and his body pounced on the battle group like lightning, but seeing the silver light flashing in her hand, a slender silver sword with silver glow stabbed straight towards Nangong Wuya like a meteor outside the sky, extremely violent.

"Bump!"

Nangong Wuya was hit by Li Zongheng's palm and flew backwards, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Nangong Wuya's current situation is extremely bad, the strange poison in his body is eroding his life force, and he can feel that he is gradually withering and withering like a flower.

Zhao Rencheng, Li Chengtian and the others desperately tried to rush over to save their master, but the Demon Sect Stick Elder and the other black-clothed people intercepted them to the death and fought desperately.

"It seems that tonight is more auspicious and less auspicious, I hope that Chu'er's mother and son will not be able to escape and continue the lineage of my Nangong clan. Nangong Wuya tried to stabilize his body, and secretly complained bitterly in his heart.

"Hum ——!" A sword roared, and a purple light shot straight out. It turned out that Ouyang Wang took advantage of Nangong Wuyan's frustration, and the power of the sword control technique was greatly reduced, and he actually blasted the sword that the Imperial Void Sword turned into with a single punch.

The Imperial Void Sword was blasted away, and Nangong Wuya seemed to be slammed into the chest by a thousand pounds of hammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

The sword control technique, the sword man is one, the sword is attached to the sword master's essence, qi, and spirit, the spirit and spirit are scattered, and people will be injured at the same time, Ouyang Wang's punch is no different from hitting Nangong Wuya's body.

When the disciples of the Nangong family saw Nangong Wuya vomiting blood and being injured, they couldn't help but exclaim in unison, and Zhao Rencheng, Li Chengtian and Yan Beifei were even so angry that their eyes were red.

Nangong Wuya's blood-stained clothes, his eyes calmly swept towards Ouyang Wang and the three of them who were slowly surrounding, and suddenly bit the tip of his tongue hard, and suddenly a mouthful of blood mist sprayed straight towards the three of them.

Li Zongheng and the three of them were shocked at the same time, and hurriedly dodged to avoid the blood mist, Ouyang Wang only felt a slight pain in his chest, and hurriedly looked down, only to see that the clothes on his chest were actually torn a few small holes. Ouyang Wang's heart froze, and he gasped, it was really appalling that Nangong Wuya still had such skills.

Zhao Rencheng and Li Chengtian couldn't help but be shocked when they saw their master turn blood into blood mist and spew out, because they had followed Nangong Wuya for decades and clearly knew what Nangong Wuya's blood mist represented.

"Three Differentiation Yuan Dafa", Nangong Wuya is performing the secret technique of the Nangong family, igniting his own natal true yuan with a stream of blood, allowing it to exert a powerful power far beyond his own skills, ready to make a final fight with Ouyang Wang and others.

Nangong Wuya knew that he had two chances, because the Three Differentiation Yuan Dafa could only be used three times in a row, and each time he dissolved one-third of his life vitality, and when he used it up three times, it would be difficult for the immortals to save him.

Besides, Chu Wan rushed towards the library located in the backyard of Wanmei Villa. Chu Wan crossed the heavy houses in the blink of an eye and jumped into the courtyard in front of the Library Pavilion.

Ouyang Poshan's body was still lying quietly in the open space in the courtyard, Chu Wan didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, pushed open the door directly, and dodged into the library pavilion.

I saw her hurriedly take out some important items in a hidden corner, and then ripped off the tablecloth on the table with one hand, and wrapped those important things.

Chu Wan pressed the mechanism, and the door of the secret room of the library slowly opened, and Chu Wan rushed down the secret room in a hurry, only to see that under the light, her precious son was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at herself without blinking.

"Chu'er!" Chu Wan rushed forward sadly, hugged her son in her arms, and thought of the strange poison in her husband's body, she couldn't help but have red eyes and tears.

"Mom, did Daddy beat away the bad guys, are you here to pick me up?" Nangong Chu said in his mother's arms.

Chu Wan held back her tears and tried her best to calm her voice and said, "Well, your father is about to beat the bad guys away, but, Chu'er, let's go to the place where we worship your grandfather and ancestors and wait for your father now, do you say okay?"

"Are you going to our family's secret place?" Although Nangong Chu is still young, he also knows a lot of family secrets. I know that it is not only the ancestral hall where the Nangong family places the tablets of the ancestors of the generations, but also the family important place where the Nangong family collects martial arts classics and other treasures in the ancient martial arts world.

"yes, your daddy will go there and join us. Chu Wan said.

"Okay!" Nangong Chu said, although he was young, he already faintly felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

Chu Wan picked up Nangong Chu, walked to the east wall of the secret room, stretched out her hand and knocked nine times in a white place in the corner of the wall, the entire east wall of the secret room actually moved, and the entire wall moved three feet to the right, revealing a secret passage entrance at the junction of the east wall and the south wall.