Because of the confidence in the power of the incense, Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi are both unmasked, the sisters dressed in white are like fairies walking down from the painting, if they are placed at any other time and place, most cultivated men will rack their brains to know their names after being elegant, try to get close to them, and even find a chance to kiss Xiangze. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a pity, though.

Now they are casting incense and gathering people to come, and at this moment, I am afraid that only a simple fool like Ning Caichen will have the heart to do those things in a Sven way.

Zhiqiu Yiye's speed is very fast, and he was born in troubled times, and seventy or eighty percent of the methods he learned in the sect can be used to deal with people.

People are more terrible than ghosts, and this truth has been proven countless times by bloody facts.

To deal with the seven people in the room, he just turned a talisman in the palm of his hand and settled the battle towards dealing with Yizhao.

"Definitely!"

Zhiqiu Yiye said.

"Say, who are you, and what are you trying to ambush here?"

Zhiqiu Yiye took out a dagger from his arms, he grabbed Uncle Zhang, who looked the oldest, and the dagger was pointed directly at Uncle Zhang's eyes.

At this moment, the tip of the knife was less than an inch away from Uncle Zhang's eyes, and no one could not be furious when he was pointed at like this, but Uncle Zhang was tough enough.

"The old man will not change his name, and he will not change his surname! I am Changshan Zhao Zilong! Hahaha!"

Uncle Zhang laughed loudly, and at the same time spit on Zhiqiu Yiye's face, but he was frozen by the immobilization technique at the moment, and there was only one mouth left in his body that could move, and even speaking was so hard that this spit flew out of his mouth and lost his stamina, and the sound of "horn" fell at his feet.

"Oops, it's still a hard ......"

Zhiqiu Yiye was touched by Uncle Zhang's sword in front of him without changing his face, he knew that such a person who regarded death as his home would never do the things of that bandit, he removed the dagger and reached out to pull Uncle Zhang's right hand.

"Ever been a soldier?"

Zhiqiu Yiye distinguished the calluses on Uncle Zhang's hands, he recognized that this was clearly a trace left by a long weapon such as a spear for many years, and his expression changed at the moment, and the expression of the prisoner who had just interrogated him was all restricted.

Although the people of this dynasty are still martial, but the long weapons are forbidden by the imperial court and can only be used in the army, and ordinary people in the rivers and lakes will be wanted if they dare to violate the ban.

"Humph!"

Uncle Zhang couldn't help himself at the moment, he snorted in the face of Zhiqiu Yiye's question, and at the same time looked at Zhiqiu Yiye with a murderous gaze.

"Little doll! If you want to kill or chop for a good time! Just a little! Today's affairs are all led by the old man, these young people with me, especially the two female dolls, are forced! I think you are also like a man, don't be embarrassed for them!"

Uncle Zhang said.

"Good!"

Zhiqiu Yiye's eyes flashed, he flipped his hand, and the dagger in his hand turned into an inverted mode, and wiped it directly on Uncle Zhang's neck.

"Uncle Zhang!!"

"Don't!!"

The knife came out, and several voices rang out before the victim was bleeding, but there was still a clear spring in these panicked cries.

It was Fu Qingfeng, her eyebrows were full of perseverance, and she tried her best to shout out two words:

"Shoot the arrows!"

As the words fell, the arrows burst through the air, and for a time hundreds of arrows shot in from outside the house.

"Whoosh!!"

The secret of the arrow rain, no one in the hall is not shrouded in the arrow rain, and the strength of the arrow rain is even more unavoidable and unstoppable, even if it is a monk who practices Taoism and has the ability to exorcise ghosts, Zhiqiu Yiye can't stop it.

It takes time to cast the Dao Spell, and now, there is no time left for him to cast the Spell.

This is a trick to burn jade, Fu Qingfeng is really a fierce woman.

"it!"

Zhiqiu Yiye knew that it was not good when he heard the word 'release arrow', and at that time he was holding a dagger in one hand and Uncle Zhang in the other, and at this moment, in the eyes of others, the only way he could choose to protect himself to the greatest extent was to block Uncle Zhang in front of him.

But he didn't.

"Hum Boom!"

He quickly threw away the dagger in his hand, and as quickly as he could, put his hands together to form a seal, and recited the incantation in his mouth.

The earth began to tremble, and a wall of earth rose from the doorway, trying to block the arrows and keep the people behind the wall.

However, it was too late, and the earthen wall was only halfway up before the rain of arrows came.

"It's miserable!"

Zhiqiu Yiye knows his level very well, and now this operation is already his super-level performance, and he can't even save himself now when he chooses to save everyone.

"Oh my God, this woman's heart is so poisonous!"

At the last moment of his life, the glorious past of his life did not flash quickly in front of his eyes, and he looked at the woman who had attracted the rain of arrows, his eyes full of curses.

Then, he let go of the seal in his hand and turned to cover his face with both hands.

…… Unexpectedly, Zhiqiu Yiye turned out to be a person who loves face more than life.

"Smack!"

A clear stream went up the river with the sound of the arrow feathers breaking through the air, this was a snap of the fingers, and after the snapping of the fingers, everything was silent.

Except for a curse:

"Damn, I just can't lie down for a while!

Zhiqiu Yiye heard this scolding and opened his eyes.

He saw all the arrows in the sky frozen in the air, and the closest one to him was no more than three inches from the center of his eyebrows.

He saw that everyone was unscathed, and each of them looked at the arrows in the sky in a daze, immersed in the ups and downs of life and death.

He saw Mo Xie slowly get up from the ground, stretching his waist as if he had dreamed of a thousand autumns.

"This ...... This is ...... 'Imperial Object'!"

He felt like his jaw was about to dislocate.

Zhiqiu Yiye saw that this Mo Evil Daoist in front of him was not just a master stronger than himself, this great god had obviously suppressed himself in the realm!

"That's a piece of!"

Suddenly, his original belief that he would be able to surpass Mo Ye within three or five years was completely shattered.

His master had told him that although he was gifted, it would take at least forty years for him to reach the realm of 'Imperial Relics', even if he practiced hard day and night.

Forty years!

In other words, he would not be able to reach the realm of Mo Xie at the moment when he had to turn white for the most part!

And Mo Ye is obviously still very young now, what realm will Mo Ye be when he knows that Qiu Yiye can control things?

Zhiqiu Yiye didn't know, not that he really didn't know, but that he selectively didn't continue to think about it.

"Explain it to them, I have heard about the Fu family. ”

Mo Evil Dao.