In just the blink of an eye, five or six of the people of the Evil Tiger Gang who came forward to besiege them had already fallen under the eaves and in the courtyard. Lying on the ground and not moving, it was obvious that he had lost his life.

The black-robed monster was swords, axes, and wheels around the core, and he didn't even take the blade. It's just that the figure flickers and moves, like a ghostly ghost, wandering among the whirring white blades. The two hands are pointed at each other, and the arms are waved from time to time, just like a leisurely stroll, between gestures, casual and leisurely.

But Liu Shaoyang saw it clearly, every time the black-robed monster's palm waved, a person around him fell to the ground in the air, as if he had been hit by an invisible qi blade. These swordsmen of the Evil Tiger Gang are famous for their murder on the rivers and lakes on weekdays. But under the battle with this black-robed monster, they all became paper puppets and were at his mercy.

After such an instant, there was no sound in the field. Liu Shaoyang saw that under the steps in front of the hall, the big and small leaders of the Evil Tiger Gang, and the more than ten Jianghu experts who were still alive just now, were already alive. When I looked at the situation of these fallen people, I saw from a distance, and everyone was covered in blood, as if they were just lying on the ground and asleep.

Liu Shaoyang saw that at this time, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead and back. In his heart, he secretly thought: "I didn't expect this person's martial arts to have been practiced to such a point." He can kill people without blood. It's really incredible, and I don't know who is more powerful than the Nanhuazi Daoist in the Four Swords of the Mountain. ”

Seeing that there was no one in the room, the black-robed monster picked up the box with gold ingots and silver tickets and copied it in his hand. glanced at the corpses all over the ground, but had no intention of leaving. Just standing under the stone steps in front of the hall, looking up at the sky, standing with his hands in his hands, bursts of white mist rising around him. As soon as the rolling rain from the sky fell on him, it turned into puffs of water vapor and scattered in all directions.

was silent for a long time, although Liu Shaoyang and Mo Xueyin, who were hiding in the shadows, were pounding in their hearts, they couldn't help but secretly wonder. Just when he didn't know why, he suddenly heard the black-robed monster sneering gloomily: "Two living friends, do you think that you can deceive the old man with this little ability?"

As soon as he said this, Liu Shaoyang and Mo Xueyin were both shocked. Liu Shaoyang was in danger, and his mind turned sharply: "Could it be that this person has already seen through my and Miss Mo's deeds?"

Although he thought so in his heart, he faintly felt that it was wrong. looked at Mo Xueyin again, and saw the girl pursing her lips and her face pale. Huo Dixiu's eyes flashed with determination, and he was about to get up and go out. Seeing her like this, Liu Shaoyang hurriedly reached out and pressed her shoulder, shaking his head to wait and see.

The black-robed monster saw that after he finished speaking, there was no movement in the field. His eyes turned sharply, and he smiled coldly: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the Jiuli Sect, 'Witch God Three Uniques, Bless Southern Xinjiang'." I didn't expect that the people in the sect were so poor that they didn't dare to engage in battle in the face of the enemy, and they had to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. It's funny, it's funny! What a hero the ancestor of your sect, Chiyou Dashen, if he knew that future generations would be so poor, I don't know how he would feel!"

As soon as his words fell, among the two middle-aged men of the Jiuli Sect who fell to the ground, the taller person who had just negotiated with the Evil Tiger Gang really staggered to his feet. First glanced coldly at the black-robed monster, and then said in a deep voice to the strange-dressed companion beside him: "Senior brother, get up, even if you and I fight to the death today, we must not lose the reputation of my Jiuli Sect!"

When the other person heard this, he also slowly got up, and his expression seemed to be unwilling, and he said hatefully to the black-robed stranger: "When our two brothers met a master today, they can be regarded as admitting it!

The black-robed monster waved his sleeves and said with a long smile: "The old man's 'Gangfeng Blade' gathers qi into a knife, which can condense the meridians in an instant. Therefore, the neck bone is broken, and there is never blood. When I saw that the two of you fell, blood seeped from the corners of your mouth for a long time, and I knew that you had cheated to death. However, the martial arts of your Jiuli Sect are also quite mysterious. It stands to reason that even if he is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, he is unprepared to suffer the old man's 'Gangfeng Blade', and there is no reason to survive. The two of you can take this sudden move, is it really 'Jiuli Heavenly Grant, God Protector'. Based on this alone, compared to these little people of the Evil Tiger Gang, it can be regarded as incomparable!"

Originally, the Jiuli Sect was located in southern Xinjiang, and many of the sects were descendants of the ancient Jiuli people. The ancestor of the Jiuli tribe, Chiyou, is said to be able to call the wind and call the fog, Shenwu I, but finally died in the field of Zhuolu at the hands of the ancestor of Xuanmen, the Yellow Emperor. The tribe was defeated, moved south, multiplied, and lived until today. The Jiuli Sect has this origin, and its legendary learning is complicated and wonderful. The inner strength of the people in the sect is called "witch spirit magic". The so-called "witch god manifests, Jin Ge is not afraid". When the practice is deep, the muscles and bones are as strong as steel. Legend has it that Chiyou has 81 brothers, all of whom are copper-headed and iron-fronted, and their knives and axes are not injured. According to the old sayings, this miraculous skill evolved from that time.

These two middle-aged men of the Jiuli Sect have already achieved a small success in the "witch spirit magic skills" they have learned. Fang was five or six zhang away, and was hit by the black-robed monster "Gangfeng Blade", but fainted under serious injuries. Wait for a moment to be sober, knowing that it is not this person's opponent. Only then did they bite the tip of their lower lip and tongue, trying to hide it by pretending to be dead. I didn't expect it to be self-defeating, but it showed my feet.

When the man at the head of the Jiuli Sect heard this, he said slowly: "Your Excellency's martial arts are strange, and your knowledge is superb. On the rivers and lakes, it must be a famous place for predecessors. But why do you want to kill this bloodthirsty poisonous spider on a large scale? Aren't you afraid that you will fall into your own name and despise the heroes of the world?"

The black-robed stranger said: "What do you two know! Although the old man has learned divine skills, he still does not dare to pretend to be invincible in the world. After thinking about it over the years, I have calculated a martial art that has found a different way. But if you want to cultivate, eighty percent of it has to fall on this poison. Your Jiuli Sect crisscrosses Lingnan, and people call it 'Wu', 'Gu', 'Poison' and 'Poison'. Now that I have taken your things for nothing, I have made a grudge. The old man is naturally not afraid of coming and going, but if he secretly poisons me with Gu, it is really impossible to prevent it. ”

When he said this, he suddenly laughed a few times, and slowly continued: "In this way, the old man has no choice but to take your life and kill him." You two are not the old man's opponents in this life, if you want to take revenge, then wait until the next life!"

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