The iron ghoul blocked the lid of the gourd, shook it in his hand, and said with annoyance: "It's a pity that I only got a yin and yang dragon and phoenix mound." Thinking that the good thing was broken by Jiang Wenxian, he shouted to his subordinates: "Kill that person, grandpa will boil a pot of water, drink his blood, and eat his meat." ”

The disciple of the Ghost Hall got the order, and came straight to Jiang Wenxian, and when he bent down to lift it, the sword light flashed in front of him, and then his body was cold, his eyes were dark, and he was unconscious.

The body fell in two pieces

"Hey, hey! ......" A strange laugh came from the ground, and then a bloody figure rose from the ground, his sword slamming to the ground, and staggering and turning.

Several disciples of the Ghost Hall heard strange laughter, and when they turned around, they saw Jiang Wenxian staggering up, and scolded: "This person is hard-hearted, and he is not dead!" "Running over and about to make a move, the sword light suddenly brightened, and a horse practice swept like a rainbow after the rain, the sword light passed everywhere, and the corpse was cut in two and fell. Seeing Jiang Wenxian's sword light rising again, the iron ghoul killed several of his subordinates in a row, and jumped up in anger, and went straight to the top of Jiang Wenxian's head with a knife. Jiang Wenxian smiled dumbly, and raised the sword in his hand to greet him. The iron ghoul was overjoyed, and said in his heart, you are a dying person, what strength do you have to compete with me, and you are even more powerful in your hands, and you slash down.

While! The sound of gold and iron clashing stirred in the field, and the aftermath was endless. The iron ghoul took a few steps back, his hand was numb, and when he lifted the knife, he saw that the ghost-headed broadsword had collapsed.

The iron ghoul Duan Min sneered, untied the gilded gourd on his waist, and prepared to release the ghost again.

Fang Zhong was sad and happy, and called out in a sad voice: "Uncle Jiang." ”

Jiang Wenxian heard the shout and slowly turned his head. Fang Zhong suddenly saw Jiang Wenxian's appearance, and couldn't help but be shocked, only to see his eyes bulging out, his eyes blood-red, his face distorted, and he kept panting, snorting like a beast.

Fang Zhong exclaimed: "Uncle Jiang! ”

Jiang Wenxian stared at Fang Zhong for a moment, the fierce light in his eyes decreased slightly, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a few sounds in his throat, and suddenly his face showed a painful color, and he grabbed the ground with his head, and made a knock sound, and there was a blood mark on the stone slab on the ground. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Wenxian was like a plague god, and his behavior was extremely strange.

The iron ghoul released the service ghost, the black qi was empty, and the two baby girls appeared at the same time, and then shouted, a knife slashed, a knife flashed, and rushed to Jiang Wenxian. Jiang Wenxian raised his head to the sky and roared, like a mighty beast roaring, jumping into the air, avoiding the sword light, dancing in the air one after another brilliant divine light, in the bright sword light, a choking dragon groaned, as if a cyan divine dragon poked out, and the brilliance turned into a dragon's head to cover the ground!

The disciples of the Ghost Hall below bore the brunt of it, and in the blink of an eye, they were devoured by the dragon's head, just like a dead branch and a leaf swept away by a whirlwind, screaming miserably and swept into the air, the sound of puff was endless, the corpse was thrown, blood splashed, and the blood dissolved into the brilliance, increasing the power of the cyan divine dragon!

The iron ghoul was in a hurry to sacrifice the ghost, and the two baby girls crashed into the light, and in an instant, they were lost to the dragon's head, and they were never seen again!

The wind swept the gravel, the colorful light glowed with blood red, and the faint dragon's mouth opened suddenly, heading straight for the iron ghoul. Iron Ghoul Duan opened his eyes angrily, shouted wildly, raised his ghost head knife and slashed head-on, dang! While! While! A cascade of striang sounds, the cyan dragon head stagnated slightly, and then surged, and the sword light quickly engulfed the iron ghoul's body! In the depths of the sword light, the iron ghoul still shouted angrily, and the sword light flickered and couldn't stop slashing. But the knife is empty, and what he sees in his eyes is the blood flowers that keep blooming on his body!

The sword light faded, and the wind stopped. Jiang Wenxian snorted from the place where the sword light disappeared, and he was half-crouched on the ground and couldn't help gasping!

Iron Ghoul Duan Min was covered in blood, dripping to the ground, "Bang dang! With a bang, the ghost head knife took off his hand, opened his two big eyes angrily, and his strong body slowly fell. The remaining disciples of the Ghost Hall were in an uproar and planned to flee one after another.

Liu Lao and Li Tieshan saw Jiang Wenxian's victory, and ran to Jiang Wenxian with joy, Liu Lao said: "Brother Jiang shows his might, it is really extraordinary, Brother Jiang, I will help you up!" Stretched out his hand to support Jiang Wenxian. Jiang Wenxian stood up, his body suddenly shook, and his body kept soaring! With a snort, a green cloth robe had collapsed and split in all directions, and it couldn't wrap his mutated body at all! Jiang Wenxian's eyes were bulging, his big mouth actually stretched out two pairs of sharp fangs, his face was full of fine hair, and his hands were full of sharp claws. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Wenxian trembled and turned into a monster that was neither human nor beast!

"Roar!" Jiang Wenxian roared, discarded the sword, and turned his head to look around with both hands on the ground! Seeing Jiang Wenxian change like this, the remnants of the Ghost Hall were terrified, shouted, turned around and ran. Jiang Wenxian's eyes swept to the people in the Ghost Hall who were running away, and suddenly exerted his strength, and his hands and feet were together, and he pounced on him!

"Ahh "Mom!" Immediately, there was a wail and a miserable cry.

Jiang Wenxian is almost like a crazy giant beast, with flesh and blood flying everywhere from his hands and feet! Claws are disemboweling everywhere! The last disciple of the Ghost Hall was caught by his feet, held it high, and with a roar of rage, it was broken in half!

Liu Lao and the others looked colorless, although they often rolled in blood, when had they ever seen such a murderous and tyrannical scene!

After Jiang Wenxian killed the last person in the Ghost Hall, he turned his head sharply, and the fierce light shot at Liu Lao and the others! Although Li Tieshan was a hunter, he had never seen such a terrible thing, and exclaimed: "Monster! Monster! Turning his head and leaving, this one is unbearable, Jiang Wenxian snorted and went straight to Li Tieshan, his hands and claws fell, and he grabbed and fell to the ground!

Only then did the onlookers realize that Jiang Wenxian was most likely delirious, and he couldn't distinguish between friend and foe under his beastly nature! The people present scattered and fled, and before they ran far, they were caught up by Jiang Wenxian and arrested them all in a hurry, even Liu Lao was not spared, but those who walked slowly or had soft feet and could not walk could not die for a while.

Fang Zhong was stunned as he looked at all this in front of him. At this moment, the field was full of dead bodies, and only three or four of them were still alive after fainting with fright.

Jiang Wenxian slowly came to the center of the field, reached out suddenly, grabbed Fang Zhongti with one hand, and raised his other hand high, the claws on his hand flashed with scarlet cold light.

"Uncle Jiang...... I'm Zhong'er. ”

"You...... You said you were going to take me back to Kunlun, did you forget......" Fang Zhong didn't believe it, Jiang Wenxian would really kill him, is this still the same Uncle Jiang who carefully taught him the method of luck.

Jiang Wenxian's eyes were fierce, and his sharp claws stretched forward, against Fang Zhong's chest.

Fang Zhong was a little desperate, stretched out his palm, and a palm fire suddenly jumped in his hand.

The flames were beating, and Jiang Wenxian's fierce eyes were like a ball of lust flashing in the depths! "Roar!" Jiang Wenxian roared angrily and raised Fang Zhong! At this moment, a halo of light suddenly fell out of Fang Zhong's placket, and under the sunlight, it flashed and flickered......

Jiang Wenxian's fierce eyes were attracted by the halo, and it fell with the halo. "Ding!" The beaded jasper hairpin shattered into countless pieces of jade on the stone slab, and the stars flew out little by little. The embedded ball bounced several times and rolled into a hollow.

Jiang Wenxian's eyes lit up for a while, and he stared at the beads in a daze. Where the beads fell, the bloody aura was swept away, and the light emitted was white and warm, making people's hearts calm. This is an extremely rare pearl to ward off evil spirits, which is decorated on the hairpin, no wonder the woman in red was also a little reluctant back then.

The brief moment of sanity made Jiang Wenxian smash Fang Zhong away, holding his head with both hands, and spinning on the spot. After a few spins, he saw the stone statue in the field at a glance, roared, raised his hand to knock over the stone statue, jumped a few times, ran into the deep mountains, sneered, broke some old tree roots, and disappeared into the northwest mountain forest in a blink of an eye.

"Uncle Jiang." Fang Zhong got up, chased a few steps, and shouted a few times, but Jiang Wenxian had already run away and didn't know where to go.

On a small boat that doesn't know where to sail

Yanhong's eyes were red and swollen, and she looked in the direction of the mountain village and said in a low voice: "The little girl is gone, rest in peace, folks, I will take good care of these two children." Wiping away her tears, Yanhong looked back at Fang Zhong and Xiaolan. The three were the only ones left alive.

Fang Zhong gently stroked the fur of the little beast lying on his lap, and the hideous beast curled up, licking his tongue and his wound.

Next to Fang Zhong, there were two things, a mutton fat gourd and a sheathed long sword. The gourd was left by the iron ghoul, and the long sword was left by Jiang Wenxian.

Ding! Ding! Xiaolan shook the bell on her wrist weakly, the bell was originally joyful, but now it added to the sadness.

The boat goes down the river and sails between the mountains and rivers without hurrying or slow. The sound of apes on both sides of the strait rises and falls, and as soon as the twilight falls, the smoke and rain rise again, and the boat gradually disappears into the smoke and rain.