A month ago, Ye Fan had a duel with Zhiyang Zhenren at the peak, Zhiyang Zhenren was seriously injured, and after taking hundreds of top-grade pills, his cultivation was restored to the middle stage of the Xuan Rank.

Zhiyang Zhenren hated Ye Fan very much, these days, Ye Fan's identity was also ascertained, Yang Yiguan is a secular ancient martial arts, and there is no restriction on entering the secular world, so today he is ready to take his disciples to find Ye Fan, revenge for the day, and even want to obtain Ye Fan's Divine Wood Medicine Ding.

However, as soon as they walked out of Yangyiguan, they found that they didn't know who drew a blood line around Yangyiguan, and wrote in Chinese characters - "Hand over the flaming golden tripod, and those who go out to watch the five steps will die!"

They thought it was a prank, so they didn't care at all, but unexpectedly, as soon as an apprentice took a step, a cloud of white mist rose up, and the next moment, the disciple fell to the ground and died.

They hurriedly retreated.

Now, the corpses of Yangyiguan have been scattered, more than ten Yangyiguan masters are lying on the ground, blood is everywhere, and the original quiet Yangyiguan has completely become a Shura field, filled with a strong smell of blood.

In the main hall, Zhiyang Zhenren sat on a high chair and looked at the courtyard with cold eyes, Rao is he has experienced a lot of winds and waves, and now he can't help but be shocked that his back is full of sweat. Because up to now, the other party has not appeared at all, and all of them have killed more than ten Huang-level masters in Yang Yiguan with hidden weapons.

"Master, I'll go out and have a look!" Tianyazi said goodbye, flew up to the roof of the front hall, raised his head and looked around, and scolded loudly: "If you are a dog and a bad thing, you will secretly hide behind your back and release cold arrows, if you are really a hero, stand up openly and fight with me!"

However, there was silence all around, and there was no sound, only the wind blowing through the old locust trees in the courtyard, making the sound of salad salad.

Nothing was found, Tianyazi floated down and walked to the corridor of the main hall, huffing and not knowing what to do.

"Apprentice, did you find anything?" Zhiyang Zhenren asked in a low voice as he walked out the door.

Tianyazi deliberately provoked his opponent to appear, and shouted: "Master, there is no movement! These dog thieves are just afraid of our Zhiyang Divine Skill." Holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand, he pulled a sword flower in the air, gritted his teeth and shouted: "I'm also afraid of the twenty-four wind-swinging willow swordsmanship in my hand!"

At this moment, I suddenly heard a sneer, which sounded on the top of the east side hall, and the next moment, the ethereal and cold laughter reached the front hall again, and suddenly reached the right side hall, and in a few seconds, the laughter shifted several directions.

Zhiyang Zhenren was identifying where this voice came from, and suddenly, with a bang, a little black shadow shot out, and when there was a loud sound, it was on the hilt of the sword in Tianyazi's hand. Tianyazi only felt that his arm was numb, and he couldn't hold it, and the sword was taken off when he landed, and the sword flew out, and the remaining momentum did not disappear, and with a sigh, it was inserted into the portrait of the ancestor hanging in the middle hall of the main hall.

Zhiyang Zhenren's finely broken silver teeth bited, urging Zhiyang True Qi, the originally thin and small rickety body shot out, and when he reached the roof of the side hall on the right, he made a move "Fire Tree Silver Flower", and the sword was lit out like a flying flower, and the sword in his hand was pointed out at once.

He was extremely sulking, and he had already started to kill, this trick was a lifelong mastery, leaving no room at all, but the roof was already empty, where was there a figure?

Tianyazi and the two brothers pulled out their swords from the portrait, jumped on the roof to answer, and asked, "Master, did you stab them?"

"No ......" Zhiyang Zhenren's face was solemn, and he jumped to the front hall and the east side hall, but there was still no trace of the enemy.

After checking it, Zhiyang Zhenren jumped off the roof, and Tianyazi also came over and asked, "Master, can you see the true face of that rabbit cub?"

"What secret weapon did they use just now?" Zhiyang Zhenren said in a low voice: "Don't alarm the disciples, you didn't find ......"

Tianyazi shook his head and said, "I didn't see it clearly. He patrolled around, but picked up a bamboo branch, and his face couldn't help but turn from indignation to fear, "This person actually used a bamboo branch as a case and knocked down my sword......

Zhiyang Zhenren covered the door of the hall and said in a low voice: "The other party is strong, we are obviously not opponents, we need strong reinforcements!"

"Who are you looking for?" Tianyazi frowned, "Didn't Uncle Wu Zishan from Zhengyang Gate already rush here?" The Silent Master of Tianyang Temple has always been a master of the world, and he is unwilling to show his head, and we can't find them......

"Wu Zishan's kung fu is comparable to mine, and I'm afraid it's not an opponent!" Zhiyang Zhenren frowned and said: "The Luofu Sect is divided into three veins, Shaking Light Cave Heaven, Taoyuan Cave Heaven, and Yaochi Cave Heaven. Our Yangyiguan, Tianyang Temple, and Zhengyangmen belong to the shaking light lineage, and the Taoyuan Cave has a bad relationship with us. The relationship between the Yaochi First Pulse and our Shaking Light First Pulse is not bad, the Snow Flower Palace on the Yaochi First Pulse is strong, but they are hidden ancient martial arts, and we can't contact them with modern communication tools, so we must send someone to worship the Mountain Gate!"

"Let the disciple go!" Tianyazi said, "After all, I had a relationship with Li Feixian, the young palace master of the Snow Flower Palace!"

"No, let Di Zenzi go!" Zhiyang Zhenren frowned and said: "Di Zenzi is the best kung fu in the legs of the Di Zi generation! You are here, and you have to fight against foreign enemies together with your teacher!"

"It's okay!" Tianyazi beckoned to Zenzi and said, "Come here, the ancestor has something to say to you!"

Di Zenzi walked over and asked, "Master, what do you command?"

"Di Zenzi, your leg kung fu is the best! I'll repair a book now, you go to the palace master of the Snow Flower Palace on Yaochi Mountain, and ask them to help!" Zhiyang Zhenren said with a look of hope.

"Don't worry!" Di Zenzi said with a confident face, "Yaochi Mountain is only twenty kilometers away from here, I just ran with my legs, and I ran there in a while!"

"No, don't be reckless, just find a car to drive over when you get down the mountain! The key is to cross the blood line! I will send a few disciples to rush out with you!" Zhiyang Zhenren wrote the letter, handed it to Di Zenzi, selected more than 20 disciples with the best leg and foot skills, and told them that as long as they ran out, they were not in a hurry to come back, and it was not too late to return when the catastrophe passed.

Everyone came to the gate together, and a disciple opened the gate, and Zhiyang Zhenren waved his hand and said, "Run!

There are many people who are so courageous, and these children are no longer afraid, and they ran away at the moment, and some of them also drove the cars parked outside the door, and several cars were crazy to the mountains and down the mountains, and the earth Zenzi was naturally among them.

Watching the disciples scatter and flee and disappear at the intersection, Zhiyang Zhenren's heart was heavy, but thinking of so many apprentices, some went up the mountain, some went down the mountain, and some took the path and fled in different directions, the enemy might not be able to intercept it.

Closing the courtyard door, Zhiyang Zhenren had not yet walked to the main hall, and suddenly heard the roar of a car engine, and the next moment, poof, poof, several corpses were thrown in through the courtyard wall, and it was the apprentices who had just escaped.

Zhiyang Zhenren secretly screamed that it was not good, opened the courtyard gate, and saw a few cars going and returning, several disciples in the car all died violently, and the engine was not extinguished, but the enemy was gone. Di Zenzi's legs were cut off, and he didn't blink an eye.

Seeing this scene, Zhiyang Zhenren was so angry that his eyes widened, and his eyes were cracked, the enemy was too strong, I am afraid that he will die today, but his heart is much calmer.

Pulling out the sword, he shouted loudly: "Friends on the rivers and lakes, you are here for the Flame Golden Ding, but that is our Taoist treasure, and we will not hand it over!

The mountain peaks were silent, the hall was empty, and the voice of Zhiyang Zhenren came far away, and only the echo of the valley could be heard: "Show up, show up!"

"Dog thief, my Tianyazi is here, are you afraid of the gentle wind blowing willow sword in the hands of the Taoist master, and there is a kind of appearance that appears!" Tianyazi was so angry that his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.

"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless, and a hundred flowers are left-" At this moment, a clear voice came from afar.

The initial sound was very far away, when the word "meet" was shouted, it felt that the distance was 100 meters, and when the "east wind" was shouted, it was less than 10 meters away.

Before he had time to take a closer look, he shook the hilt of the sword, and with a move of "catkins flying", the tip of the sword had turned into a sword flower, stabbing towards more than a dozen big holes around the person.

The man snorted coldly, silently recited a strange incantation, his body had disappeared abruptly, and the next moment, he appeared behind Tianyazi like a ghost, raised his hand, and slammed Tianyazi into the air.

Tianyazi spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground, and just as Zhiyang Zhenren wanted to attack it, the young man put his hands together and his fingers moved quickly, and the whole person disappeared.

"Toyo Ninja!" the muscles on Zhiyang Zhenren's face jumped, and then he checked next to Tianyazi, and he was already dead of anger.

Zhiyang Zhenren's ears still echoed the arrogant words of the young man: "The road to Yangyiguan is already full of snipers, and no one can come up at all! Now, Yangyiguan is an isolated island! And you are lambs to be slaughtered! If we don't hand over the Flame Golden Tripod for an hour, we will kill one person! If we don't hand it over for two hours, we will kill two! If we don't hand it over for three hours, we will completely destroy Yangyiguan!"

Zhiyang Zhenren listened to his jerky, faintly oriental accent, gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you from the Black Dragon Society?"

"Haha-" The other party laughed arrogantly, but did not answer.

Zhiyang Zhenren's face was full of sadness, but he also knew that the other party's strength had already surpassed him, and in despair in his heart, his legs walked into the main hall with heavy steps as if they had been filled with lead.

It turned out to be someone from the Black Dragon Society! Up to now, the other party has killed more than ten people, but there has been no official movement from Huaxia.

Zhiyang Zhenren certainly understood what was going on. Seven or eight out of ten of these people are from foreign countries, and the most likely is the Black Dragon Society of the East.