The smell of gunpowder intensified.

"You can try. With that, Shen Xianxun put down the long sword, and the scabbard was focused.

Call...

The robe on the body is windless and automatic.

Rumble......

The aura of the martial artist's initial realm spread, and Zhong Rao's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer.

"What should I do?" Chen Huo asked Zhao Zesheng in a loud voice.

The person in front of him seemed to be a different person, from mild to unfathomable.

"Do it, grab those three girls and restrain him. ”

"He should have learned the technique of camouflage aura, I have heard of people, that kind of exercise can only improve the aura, and the cultivation is not improved, he is a paper tiger, let's go up!"

Eight people moved when they heard the sound, eight people, eight directions, lined up and rushed to Wang Yue's three-person room.

The three Yuanzong disciples of the late stage of the Martial Spirit ran towards the far right.

Chen Huosheng and Zhao Zesheng are on the far left.

There are three mid-stage martial spirits left in the middle.

Thunder, flames, streams of water, metal, wooden spikes, and so on emerged from the hands of the eight.

I'm not going to go out of the door, just break through the wall and grab them to count the ball, look at the situation of Shen Xianxun protecting them before, catch one and they can control Shen Xianxun.

The idea is beautiful,

When the eight of them took a distance of almost three steps, Shen Xianxun's figure flashed.

An afterimage appeared on his hand, and his palm snapped three times at the same time on the chest of the three Yuanzong disciples in the middle of the martial spirit.

The three of them were slapped to the ground, and with a muffled snort, the strange appearance of the palm exercise condensation dissipated.

After finishing these three, Shen Xianxun turned around and ran towards Zhao Zesheng and Chen Huosheng.

raised his hand and slapped it at Chen Huosheng.

"Fire shield!" Chen Huosheng almost recovered, and with a deep sigh, rumbling flames erupted from his hands, transforming into a half-human shield.

Zhao Zesheng was not idle, and at the same time condensed two chains to greet Shen Xianxun.

“！”

Chen Huosheng's flame was regarded as nothing, Shen Xianxun passed a hand directly through the flames, grabbed Chen Huosheng and raised it and pressed it with a palm.

Bang! Chen Huosheng fell to the ground.

Bang la blah.

The chains have arrived.

Wrap it around the latter's hand twice, tightly binding Shen Xianxun's wrist.

"I see you ......" didn't say anything.

Zhao Zesheng's hand tightened, and then a huge force came.

first saw Shen Xianxun's face, then the top of his head, and finally saw Manxingchen.

Severe pain in the back, as if the whole body was falling apart.

"Hmm......"

Zhao Zesheng couldn't have imagined that he was a martial spirit consummation, and he was picked up and thrown away by a person like a chicken cub.

The wound, which had finally stabilized, cracked open again, and the huge pain in his arm directly knocked him unconscious.

Zhao Zesheng was unconscious.

The other three Yuanzong disciples of the late stage of Martial Spirit had already run to the wall.

The exercises in his hands were intensified, and he wanted to break through the stone wall at once.

"We were the last to laugh!"

They had big smiles on their faces.

The three of them seemed to have seen the wall shatter, and several of them broke through the wall, and the three girls hid in the corner and shivered, allowing them to get their hands on it.

With this successful threat, then Shen Xianxun threw a mouse bogey, not daring to act rashly, and then Shen Xianxun put down his weapon and was captured, and everyone enjoyed it......

Just as he was about to destroy the wall, many green rattans suddenly shot out from the wall.

Gradle.

The three of them were pushed back by the rattan, and they took five steps back.

Shen Xianxun appeared like a ghost, a palm appeared in his eyes, and the spirit cover was shot, and the three skirts were on the ground.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, starting from the start, running to the wall, at most six breaths, all eight people were hit, some people were dizzy, and some people were confused.

If it weren't for the fact that I didn't want to hurt their lives, with these few miscellaneous pieces, I would be in a different place when I took the first step.

Shen Xianxun is not a murderer.

It's true that these people have bad hearts, and he also used eight people to deal with the beast tide, which is also considered to be two clear, if he starts to kill again, it will involve cause and effect.

He had warned him before that it was best not to kill people if he could not hurt people's lives, because killing people is such a thing... The first time I want to throw up, the second time I feel nauseous, and the third time I get addicted.

Often people who kill people are most likely to be taken advantage of by the demons, ranging from unstable foundations to serious injuries, to being controlled by demons.

From ancient times to the present, murderous monks have been punished by people, and they are not allowed to die well.

Cultivators are most taboo to be resented by others, and they are riddled with cause and effect.

For those who are kind to us, we must know how to repay kindness, which conforms to the nature of Rao and the law of the Tao. Originally, we already owe a lot to others, but now we will repay the favor and take revenge, and hurt our own benefactor, this is going against the grain, and we owe a huge debt in the dark, and sooner or later we will have to pay it back.

What was meant to belong to you will be missed by chance.

In addition, practitioners are often people who follow the path and benefit sentient beings, and if you hurt them, you are harming the interests of sentient beings and indebting sentient beings, and this problem is even more serious.

There is a sense of self-interest.

There is no way for good or evil, but people call themselves.

Shen Xianxun's hands were sealed,

Droplets of water the size of a human head condensed on the top of the eight people's heads, and he whispered, "Fall!"

The water fell on his head, waking up the eight Yuanzong disciples.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

Eight people choked, and a series of coughing sounds were incessant.

Already awakened.

"Get out of here within half a pillar of incense, or I'll just break your hands and feet and throw you outside the door and leave you to fend for yourself, don't doubt how ruthless I am. ”

Finished, turned around and went back to the room.

The eight Yuanzong disciples in the courtyard slowly got up, looked at the puddles of water stains on the ground, and looked at each other again.

The face is bitter.

No way.

What else can I do, people are all instantaneous uniforms for a pair of eights, without a little mud and water.

If I stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll really have to fend for myself.

Fat delivered to the door, the result is a hard bone.

"Let's go!" Zhao Zesheng waved his hand with difficulty, his arm hurt badly, and he didn't have time to treat his wound now, so he had to leave the courtyard first.

The blood stained the cloth on the arm black and red.

A few people nodded gloomily, limped back to grab their bags, threw away some inconsequential items, and put the rest of the things into the storage space.

The two of them went over to help Zhao Zesheng out.

He was the worst of the group.

The door slammed shut with a creak.

Bleak.

Several people walked away in the moonlight, walked out of an intersection and disappeared.

in the room.

"They're gone, sleep in peace tonight, I'll keep vigil for you. ”

Wang Yue and the three of them thanked each other.

Shen Xianxun walked out of the room and looked left and right, the yard was full of wolves, animal corpses in a yard, and spotted leopards.

Walking to the corpse of the spotted leopard, Shen Xianxun took out his long sword and pulled down a few parts on it that were of great benefit to the monk, and put them into the waist card for storage.

Jumped on the roof and looked around.

The wind blows the grass, and the shadows of the trees sway.