Looking at the courtyard in front of him, Ouyang Ting's eyes were as cold as his heart.

Wu Chengfeng once said that his sister Ouyang Xi was brought here in a coma, although Wu Chengfeng did not explain the reason.

But one thing Ouyang Ting was sure of was that the person who brought her here should know something, or perhaps, it was one of the disasters that caused the race.

The wind direction is still the same, and in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Ouyang Ting still has not stopped the scorching bloom of poisoned blood in his palm.

Standing in the night wind, his eyes were half confused in addition to killing intent.

Thinking of the upheaval of the clansmen, perhaps at this moment they are still accompanied by stubborn rocks under the firelight, wandering among the extremely dangerous mountains.

There are also the old and young clansmen who are in the clan land but have no support, what should they do next.

Heavy troubles were deeply entangled in his hot and cold heart, even if he was facing the oblique moon, he still couldn't tell his direction.

"Enough. The wind slowed down a little, and the weak chicken reminded in a low voice.

Ouyang Ting's bloody palm slowly fell, and he pulled out the fire fork that had been with him from behind him.

After sneaking for a while, "squeak" pushed the door open, and sure enough, many people had fallen in the courtyard.

Walking slowly through the pavilions, except for the woman in palace clothes, Ouyang Ting's gaze did not stay on anyone for half a moment.

This poison is his second vein, and it is also the poison of the snake. It's only a slight stimulus, and these people don't want to sleep all night, so they don't want to die.

This Qingfeng Courtyard occupies a large area, and there are several houses inside and outside that are connected to each other.

Even though he saw a lot of women in palace clothes slumping to the ground, none of them were Ouyang Xi!

Find Zhang Yaozong, find him, maybe you can find your sister. In the anxiety in his heart, his steps also quickened a lot.

However, just as he rushed into the inner courtyard with a fire fork upside down, his heart sank when he raised his eyes.

Someone didn't get poisoned!

I saw that above the attic in the inner courtyard, Zhang Yaozong was sitting cross-legged with a smile on his cheeks, and his eyes were quite curious looking at the stranger who had just rushed in.

Behind him, stood several silver-armored warriors with a strong aura. Of course, the familiar figure stood quietly beside Zhang Yaozong unexpectedly.

"Hehe, it looks like I recognize it. Regarding Ouyang Xi's original surname, Zhang Yaozong naturally knew it.

So at tonight's banquet, when he heard that Liu Changhe mentioned Ouyang Ting's name, he estimated that the Black Armor Martial Clan would recognize Ouyang Xi beside him.

It's just that he didn't expect this kid named Ouyang Ting to be so bold. Dare to take advantage of the night to break into his courtyard alone!

Ouyang Ting didn't respond, a pair of bright eyes reflected two bright red flowers under the firelight.

The moment they met, he saw the fundamental reason why this group of people were not affected by the poisonous fog.

Spirit Clan?Ouyang Ting frowned and looked at the old woman who was sitting in the distance with her body bent. I saw that the withered staff in her hand was firmly inserted on the ground, and bursts of aura ripples gently swayed to protect those people in it.

The five-colored poisonous mist dispersed with the wind, and the old woman slowly withdrew her hand and dispersed the aura film.

"What did you do to my sister. After a while, Ouyang Ting spoke in a deep voice.

In the middle of the banquet, he wondered if he could not know what his sister's personality was, and how could she serve others quietly.

What's more, he passed by her at least two or three times intentionally or unintentionally, and Ouyang Ting saw nothing but strangeness under the eyes of the two, where there was a feeling of seeing each sister and brother.

If Wu Chengfeng hadn't told him this, he would have even suspected that this woman really just looked similar to his sister.

"I said I didn't do anything... Do you believe it?" Zhang Yaozong's face was full of playful abuse.

"Give me back the man, and I'll be gone. Is it feasible?" said Ouyang Ting slowly.

"Hahaha, what an Ouyang clan. There is something wrong with your brain!" Zhang Yaozong laughed, listening to the two peripheral clansmen talk about the process of arresting Ouyang Xi.

Tut-tut, but a small clan with two or three kittens went to ambush the old clan.

And this Ouyang Ting is even more laughing, and he actually came to his Qingfeng Courtyard single-handedly to ask for someone. Could it be that I really think that I, Zhang Yaozong, am the kind person that everyone praises?

I'm sorry, but after dark, I'm different.

Tapping his palm, Zhang Yaozong ordered: "Kill it." ”

"No!" the five silver-armored warriors sneered and jumped down the pavilion.

Ouyang Ting saw them draw their knives one by one to gather their energy, and the fire fork slowly crossed his chest and said, "Today, I don't want to kill people... Don't push me. ”

Even now, he still has the luxury of being able to take away his sister peacefully.

Shocked by the bad news, he seemed to feel the weight of the burden of the race on his shoulders in an instant.

If he had stepped into the door of the Chen family in a different way, or if he respected Liu Changhe more respectfully, he would have been in awe of Zhang Miao for three points.

Perhaps, the Ouyang clan will not suffer such a fate.

If.... Even if the five bright long knives were cold out of his body at this moment, there were still a lot of ifs in his heart.

"What a strange pulse!" Ling Po leaned over and looked at Ouyang Ting, her eyes shining.

She is an outlier on the Spirit Mountain, and she has always liked to study strangely. At first glance, when he saw Ouyang Ting's bursts of poisonous gas bursting from his body, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Hah, he said he didn't want to kill. "Several silver-armored warriors are all good hands above the four veins, and the connections of the people who speak are even higher than the six veins.

"Hahaha! It seems that they are used to killing the Martial Pavilion and treating wild beasts, which is very similar to those barbarians. The rest of them were all holding knives and laughing.

Ouyang Ting sighed heavily, the more he knew, the more timid he became.

"Kill!" the weak chicken whispered on his shoulder, the two bloody eyes were already killing him.

Since the pavilion master has spoken first, then why should I, Ouyang Ting, be afraid of the wall!

Thinking of this, his gaze no longer hesitated, and the veins in his body gushed out, and the fire fork in his hand was also dark red and hot.

"Kill!" The five people surrounded, and the person who was the leader burst into shouts, and the long knife took off his hand and rolled up the pulse qi to slash head-on!

"Die!" the other four also smirked and slaughtered from all sides.

Ouyang Ting's eyes were cold, and the temperament on his body had undergone earth-shaking changes after the sharp rise in killing intent.

But seeing him sneer, his arms dancing wildly from side to side, the fire fork that was a little shorter than him was whirring and spinning by the pulse.

When it was too late, the knife flashed, and I saw that several long knives were about to be added!

"Six veins, what?" Ouyang Ting's palms flew and slapped towards the fire fork that was spinning wildly in front of him.

"Bang!"

With his body as the center, the five veins of poison exploded with the strength of the blood, and the violent wind shook and the poisonous wave roared and exploded.

The fire fork collided with the oncoming long knife, and the sparks flew everywhere, and only a sound was heard. The long knife and the veins on the knife exploded into scum at the same time, and flew upside down.

"No, it's impossible!" The six-veined martial arts figure was already charging with the long knife, and he only had time to exclaim this blow.

"Poof, poof!" A few muffled sounds erupted from his body, and countless blood mist erupted on his body!

His heart was directly pierced by the long fire fork and stabbed him obliquely to the ground, and the cruel smile on the face of the warrior from the four directions was still there, but the whole body was directly swept upside down by the poisonous violence, and there was no time to get close!

All this happened in the moment of lightning, and the Six Veins Wu Clan stared at Ouyang Ting in disbelief, and in the end, he continued to spit blood.

And those four samurai fell directly to the ground and did not wake up, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.

The mortal veins of the race have not been tempered and have not bloomed to the extreme among the ten thousand beasts. Such a chakra, too weak!

Ouyang Ting looked at the six-veined warrior sarcastically and said softly, "You, you are not as good as a barbarian. ”

The barbarians are bloodthirsty, but they uphold the hatred of their ancestors. And they... As a member of the upper clan, he treats the lives of the inferior clan as if they were nothing, and should be killed!

"Huh?" Zhang Yaozong had not yet put the teacup in his hand into his mouth, and he couldn't help but pause his right arm when he saw this scene.

His brows twitched involuntarily, the sword of the Martial Pavilion was selected from a thousand, and it really lived up to its reputation!

"Rubbish!" he threw the teacup he loved on weekdays out of the attic, and said angrily: "Kill me as a person from the Qingfeng Courtyard, you Ouyang Clan will not escape the catastrophe!"

"Hehe..."Seeing that the six-veined warrior swallowed his last breath without blinking, Ouyang Ting's heart was relaxed.

If you have a lot of debts, you can't weigh down, and if you kill one, you can kill a little more... So what?

"Great disaster? I, the young man of the Ouyang clan, have already been assigned to suffer. Don't you want to learn from the ancient emperor and do the things of the Yi tribe to the orphans and widows?"

Looking at Ouyang Ting's solitary carefreeness, Zhang Yaozong was stunned.

For the Ouyang family, all he knows is Ouyang Xi's part, and after that... He really didn't care about the affairs of the little clan.

"Hmph, it's just that you've killed a few nurses, don't you really think you can turn the sky upside down?" Zhang Yaozong snorted coldly, and he sat cross-legged and didn't want to move at all.

The spirit woman sighed, and walked to the attic step by step.

"The kid has always been on a blind date with the Spirit Clan, and today he is here just to take one person away. I hope that the seniors will not stop it. Seeing the spirit woman walk out, Ouyang Ting's face gradually dissipated, and he bowed to the spirit woman.

"Huh?" this salute made Ling Po stunned, but her wrinkled face did not show any change in expression, but only stared at him deeply.

The spirit clan is accompanied by aura, and it is not just the celestial induction of a bloodline martial artist. It's completely one with the aura!

It is precisely because of this that the qi and blood of the spirit clan decay when they are old, and the aura in their bodies will naturally collapse.

Therefore, Lingxiao once said that the spirit clan is very different from the bloodline martial artist.

The older the bloodline warrior gets, the more powerful he becomes, even if he is dying old, as long as he doesn't have a stiff body, he can burst out with terrifying power! It's just that he is not as powerful as he is in his prime.

However, the old decay of the Spirit Clan is the opposite, and their mysterious spiritual skills begin to decline after middle age.

A body of aura comes from heaven and earth, and it will naturally feed back to all spirits. With the passage of such years, when they entered the age of the sixtieth year, that strength was almost dissipated.

And the old woman in front of her, her spiritual power is quite condensed. In terms of aura oppression, it is definitely far more than the six-vein warrior with a weak pulse before.

Don't look at this old woman's difficulty in walking, if she goes all out... I'm afraid it's difficult!

Ouyang Ting stared intently, not daring to be careless.

If Lingxiao didn't deceive him, then this old woman was weird!

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