In the moonlit night, several black shadows were intertwined in one place, flying up and down, the sonorous sound of swords and swords, and swords colliding together was endless, attracting several families to light candles. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A few barking dogs were faintly heard, and the silent town of Phoenix became noisy.

Although Yuan Fengqing was unwilling to deal with the disciples of Tianxiang Valley at this time, he had no way to sit back and watch as six cold rays of light burst out from the fierce eyes of the rat spirit, like six thunderbolts, shooting towards the disciples in the three directions of the south, east, west, and west.

The sudden thunderbolt, mixed with the crackling sound of thunder and lightning, frightened the two young disciples to turn pale and turn around and flee.

But they are so close to each other, where is there a chance to escape? Seeing that except for the older disciple who hurriedly pushed the sword in his hand sideways in front of his chest, two golden thunderbolts hit the sword right on the body, the sword was obviously a good sword, and the golden light overflowed without leaving a mark, but it was so shocking that he retreated dozens of steps before he could stand firm, and the impact of qi and blood was too strong, he didn't press it down in one breath, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Compared to him, the other two disciples of Tianxiang Valley were not so lucky, two golden thunderbolts hit their chests right in the chest, and they were knocked through two blood holes on the spot, and they both wailed and fell to the ground neatly.

Not far away, the female disciple who had just crawled out of the rubble saw the two senior brothers lying on the ground, blood gushing out of the blood hole on their bodies, and she screamed in fright and fainted.

Human life is at stake, Yuan Fengqing can't care about the many contradictions between himself and Tianxiang Valley in the past, he flew over, stretched out his hand to probe the pulse of one of the injured disciples, and saw that the injury was extremely serious, if he didn't stop the bleeding immediately, he was afraid that he would die of blood, so he immediately sealed their acupoints, and then took out two five-grade replenishing Yuan Pills from the Qiankun bag and stuffed them into their mouths.

Suddenly, she felt a chill in the back of her head, knowing that it was the rat spirit who turned to attack her, and she didn't look back, and hit her backhand with a cold ice thorn, which just collided with the golden thunderbolt spit out by the rat spirit, making a piercing sound and splashing streamers, making many deep holes in the ground nearby, but it was not small.

Yuan Fengqing stood up and looked at the rat spirit fixedly.

Beneath the wide black cloak, a short, male-eyed man stared at him with a pair of mung bean-like eyes, and on his left and right sides were two identical clones, each holding a blood-red serpent sword in his hand, glowing with a terrifying cold glow in the moonlight.

It turned out that it was not three heads and two arms, but two clones, which looked as scary as three heads and six arms from a distance.

Not far away, the people who were awakened by the sound of fighting took a look, hurriedly retracted into the house, turned off the lights and closed the door, no one dared to look more, lest they would harm the fish in the pond and die in vain.

When Yuan Fengqing looked at the rat spirit, the elder disciple of Tianxiang Valley had already felt the righteousness of the Immortal Gate in her body, plus she had just fed the pill to her two junior disciples, although he didn't know what the pill was, but when he smelled a medicinal fragrance, he saw that the blood hole on the junior disciples' bodies healed instantly, and no longer continued to bleed, knowing that it must be a holy medicine for healing, he hurriedly waved his hand gratefully, "Thank you seniors for your help." ”

Predecessor? Yuan Fengqing was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, she could indeed be regarded as the predecessor of these Tianxiang Valley disciples, after all, she was going to call the Lord of Mo Broken Soul Valley a senior brother. He didn't care about it slightly, stared at the rat spirit in front of him, and said coldly, "You are so vicious, if I don't happen to pass by here, these two disciples are afraid that they will die at your hands!" ”

An ugly smile appeared on the rat spirit's face, and his fingers moved slightly to bring the two clones into the body, and he pouted and said, "It's these disciples who can't do enough to chase me all the way to this point, how can you blame me for being ruthless, it's a joke!" ”

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, as a demon cultivator, your spiritual knowledge is not easy to come by, but you don't cherish it, do more good deeds, accumulate merits, but hurt heaven and reason, and take people's lives. We who cultivate immortals should be desperate to defend the way of subduing demons and punishing adultery and eliminating evil! After listening to the words of the rat spirit, Yuan Fengqing had not yet spoken, and the disciples of Xianggu had already taught him a lesson in righteous words that day, and the rat spirit was annoyed and ashamed and said angrily, "Let go of your mother's fart, when did Lao Tzu hurt the heavens and reason?" You famous disciples are indiscriminate because of your identity, and you have chased me all the way to this point, who the hell have I provoked and hurt whom? It's all nonsense!"

Regarding the dispute between the two, Yuan Fengqing couldn't tell who was right or wrong for a while, so he simply didn't say a word and let them distinguish it. I took the time to probe the situation of the two injured disciples, and the two who had taken the Wupin Pill were no longer in danger of life, so they were relieved.

"You rat spirit, it's just a matter of doing evil, but you still don't dare to admit that three days ago, in Huyang Village, thousands of miles away, three women were sucked into Jingyuan and died, isn't it your doing?" Seeing that the rat spirit refused to admit it, the disciple was also annoyed and reprimanded sharply.

The rat cultivated the demon way, so he naturally disdained to argue with it, waved his hand and said impatiently, "Don't talk nonsense, if you have the ability, kill Lao Tzu, don't grind if you are a man, come on!" ”

That disciple prides himself on being a person from the three famous and decent Tianxiang Valleys, and he has a chivalrous heart, but he is not without self-knowledge, just after the battle, he knows that the cultivation of the rat spirit is much higher than his own, so he will naturally not be stupid enough to step forward and die. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, but turned his gaze to Yuan Fengqing and said, "Senior, I am a disciple of Tianxiang Valley, surnamed Zhao, this time I went down the mountain with the three junior brothers and sisters to practice, and three days ago I happened to pass by Huyang Village, which is thousands of miles ahead, and I happened to be entrusted by the people of the village with the important task of investigating the recent mysterious death of three women. We have explored the three women, and they were sucked dry by the monster and died, and the description was very tragic, and we waited to peel off the cocoon and touch the ...... along the vine. ”

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his tirade, the rat spirit opened his mouth impatiently and spit out two more golden thunderbolts, which roared towards the door in front of him, so frightened that his face turned pale and stiffened, and he almost turned around and fled.

Of course, after all, he is a famous and decent disciple, and he has seen some of the world, but he didn't really run away in fright, he forced himself to calmly swing his sword to block, but he knew that he might not be able to block it, and his eyes were extremely panicked. After all, the rat spirit was a little angry with this blow, the golden thunderbolt looked twice as thick as Fang, and his aura was also a lot more tyrannical, with his strength, eighty percent of it couldn't be stopped.

Yuan Fengqing sighed secretly, thinking that the disciples of Tianxiang Valley were really like Mo Liuxin, not only like to be in the limelight, but also like to show off under the banner of being famous and decent, it really doesn't look like the authentic demeanor of the three major immortal sects. But think about it, there is absolutely no reason to stand idly by, stretch out your hand, the blue light in the palm of your hand flashes, like a clear wave, and the two golden thunderbolts are invisible, and the rat spirit was stunned, and rushed towards her in anger.

The Tianxiang Valley disciple named Zhao Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at his little junior sister.