Now there are only four Jindan monks standing guard in Xiaogufeng, and the master uncle is still refining medicine in the big tent.

As soon as the four of them saw Xue Taisui carrying Senior Brother Geng on their backs, they wanted to go up to help.

Xue Taisui refused to live or die:

"Let me see my uncle, let me see my uncle!"

The four of them expected that this person would not forget to be a fellow disciple when he was seriously injured, which was really valuable, so why couldn't he be allowed to report a credit.

So they were all released, but they still didn't forget to instruct: "Senior brother take your time, don't be too impatient." ”

Xue Taisui staggered and broke into the big tent with Senior Brother Geng on his back.

That Uncle Mu had already refined a gourd of ten thousand spirit juice at this moment, and he waited for noon when Yuanyang was at its strongest, and at this moment, he saw a big man covered in injuries and carried it into Senior Brother Geng, and he felt bad in his heart.

Xue Taisui knelt on the ground at this time and cried:

"Uncle Shi, the sneak attack failed, we desperately snatched back Senior Brother Geng, and the enemy came to kill later."

When he said this, Uncle Mu was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly drank the four golden pills at the door:

"The four of you quickly form a defensive formation to block the enemy."

When the four men heard the order, they hurriedly set up their work at the door.

Uncle Mu looked at Senior Brother Geng on the ground, his limbs were scrapped, his chin was removed, and he didn't know what he was talking about, but he just shook his head as much as he could.

Uncle Mu sighed in his heart, and glanced at Xue Taisui:

"What a reckless man, it's just that his chin was taken off, and he can speak when he picks it up, he is really incompetent."

Xue Taisui was resigned, and at this moment he was so frightened that he stood with his hands down and did not say a word.

Uncle Mu was very annoyed by this kind of unproductive goods, so he pushed him and let him stand behind him.

After saying that, he went to catch Senior Brother Geng's chin, and Xue Taisui had secretly clenched the tungsten iron kitchen knife behind him.

Senior Brother Geng's chin was just connected, and he suddenly shouted:

"Uncle Shi be careful!"

It's just that as soon as this sentence was shouted out with his chin, all of a sudden, Uncle Mu didn't hear it clearly.

was pondering the meaning of these words, and the tungsten iron kitchen knife behind it had already been chopped off.

He only felt a chill behind him, and tried his best to dodge to the side, how fast the Yuanying Great Power Body was to, but it was still a little late, the head dodged, and half of his right arm was split off by the slanted shoulder shovel, and the blood spurted wildly.

Where was Xue Taisui willing to give him time to fight back, cast a swift step, and quickly killed, but in two rounds, the tungsten iron kitchen knife quickly walked off the plate, and Uncle Mu pulled onions from dry land and jumped into the air, but in the end, he lacked strength, lost too much blood, and did not dodge under his knees, "stabbed", and his legs were broken.

Uncle Mu fell to the ground with a scream, and Xue Taisui went up and cut off his head with a knife.

Outside, the four Jin Dan were arranging the formation, and they heard a sound in the big tent, but they expected that Uncle Mu's ancestor Yuanying could have any accidents if he cultivated it, so he didn't care.

Until Xue Taisui shouted in the big tent:

"Come in one, there's an accident!"

The first person left the three of them and entered the tent alone, as soon as he showed his head, he only felt a chill in his neck, and with a "grunt", the head was cut off, the dead body was planted, and Xue Taisui pulled it in.

Senior Brother Geng, who was paralyzed on the ground, had tears in the corners of his eyes, his eyes were cracked, and he shouted:

"You ...... quickly"

It's just that before the word "run" was spoken, Xue Taisui stepped forward and took off his chin again, and he couldn't say it clearly.

The three people outside the big tent also felt strange, why no one moved when they entered.

Xue Taisui raised his voice and learned to speak from Uncle Mu:

"One more in."

He didn't learn the same voice, but the four words were too short, and the three people outside couldn't distinguish it, so they made the same mistake again, and one of them was taken off again.

Xue Taisui repeated his old tricks, and shouted inside:

"If you don't have enough people, let's have another one!"

These words were shouted too many words, and the two people outside were already a little suspicious, so the two of them walked into the big tent with courage:

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, where are you, ah!"

Several cold corpses lay in the tent, covered in blood.

It's just that he hasn't come back to his senses yet, Xue Taisui's kitchen knife arrived early, picked melons on his neck, and was picked off his head.

There was only one person left, who flew out of the big tent and ran down the hill without his life.

Xue Taisui took out the little fox from his arms, threw it in the direction he ran, and shouted: "Swallow the sky!" ”

The little fox struck a red lightning bolt in the air, and quickly chased after the man, his limbs firmly on his body, and he opened his mouth to bite.

The fox's sharp teeth were so sharp that they bit off the ears of those who fled, and blood flowed.

The man was stunned for a moment, covered his ears for a moment, and behind him, Xue Taisui had already used the wind to rush to arrive, and his hand was up and down, directly splitting this person into two pieces.

At this moment, Xue Taisui collected the fire fox, covered in blood, and walked into the big tent dripping dripping, like a bloody god.

Senior Brother Geng had already been frightened like chaff, thinking that he had led this evil star to his own big tent and killed all his fellow disciples, he really regretted it.

Xue Taisui picked up Uncle Mu's purple gold gourd, poured down the Ten Thousand Spirit Juice in a big gulp, and drank not a drop left.

Suddenly, I felt that the aura of Yuanyang was very strong all over my body, and after thirty breaths, I was absorbed by the Kunpeng bloodline.

His body seemed to exude endless strength, and he knew that he could step into the sea realm at any time, and Wu Xiu would go to the next level.

Xue Taisui turned back to Senior Brother Geng's side at this moment, and gave him a chin with his hand:

"Say, where are the people from the Taibai Sect stationed?"

Senior Brother Geng was already scared stupid:

"Central Great Plains, White Lawn ......"

Before he finished speaking, he had already broken Xue Taisui's neck.

Xue Taisui put away everyone's storage bags and brought twenty thunder bombs, and then set off with a swagger, and before leaving, he burned the big tent and destroyed the corpse.

Xue Taisui has a solid knowledge of geography, looking at the sky and the sun, and then looking at the tree rings on the side, identifying the direction, rushing all the way, the ape and the birds are flying, and not long before coming to the central plain, the white lawn.

At this moment, the two armies were fighting on the white lawn, and a group of brocade-clothed sword cultivators, all flying swords out of their sheaths, surrounded a military general and a scribe in the middle.

The group of sword repair robes and robes were embroidered with a big word "Shu".

Xue Taisui had already recognized that it was the Shushan Sword Sect.

The leader was none other than Li Moran, one of the seven peak masters, and at this time, the dancing iron pen drew bursts of blue light, covering one of the generals opposite. The sword cultivators of Jindan and Longmen under his command took off to attack with swords.

The besieged general wielded a thirteen-section blue sky long knife, but anyone who approached was slashed by a knife and shattered to the bone.

However, the iron pen in Li Moran's hand was really a little strange, and the light shield continued to shrink the range of activities of the general, and a dry golden pill and Longmen sword cultivation surged up like a tide.

Not far away, a white-clothed scribe also held a bamboo stick red pen in his hand, and bursts of glowing fonts were written in the sky, repelling a dry Shu Mountain sword cultivator, and wanted to help the general holding the blue sky long knife, but he was surrounded by layers.

Xue Taisui had already recognized the two of them, the general holding the Qingtian long knife was Yue Wuzhang, and the scribe holding the bamboo stick and red pen was Jiang Dongmei, who was the second gentleman of the Zhongzhou Academy.

At this time, Xue Taisui still had a little bit of the medicinal power of the spirit juice in his body, so he held the kitchen knife pinned to his waist in his hand and shouted:

"Xue Taisui is here!"

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