The county lord stared, suddenly raised his legs, a big split, his right leg in front, and the soles of his feet "snorted" a few times, and something seemed to be like a tent of bees blowing up its nest, and suddenly flew up.

"Plop pounce!" The Taoist didn't expect her to have a back move, this time she didn't expect it, she couldn't hide it, and her hands, face, and nose were full of thin needles.

The black and dull needles flashed with black light, densely packed, and the scalp of people was cold.

The Taoist was shocked, so angry that he scolded: "Your uncle, in this world, crossbows in your hands are common, how have you ever seen a crossbow on the bottom of your feet? You, you, you are too despicable!"

The county lord retracted his legs and smiled: "The Ye family's ancestral secret weapon: the soles of the feet are oiled crossbows." ”

"This is hidden secretly, killing people without blinking, and smearing ten incense soft fairy powder, it is a good helper for sneak attacks and assassinations, and a sharp weapon that makes people who cultivate the truth invincible. ”

"If you don't fall this time, I will immediately abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and help you tie up the little demon around you in exchange for an antidote, in order to protect yourself. ”

After she finished speaking, Mingxia Daoist said strongly: "This is simply, bearable, and unfamiliar...... Wow!" and finally fell to the ground as he was told, unable to move again.

The accomplices of this person who were watching from the sidelines, including the little demon, were all "indignant", but they were dumbfounded: these are all... The ancestral methods of the Ye family are simply unheard of, and they are a great wonder in the world!

The woman in the flower clothes over there scolded angrily: "I've seen countless shameless people, but I've never seen such a lewd one, and I haven't lost the face of the Ye family's high-ranking lord." Hmph!"

Before snatching it, he dragged the Taoist priest, and was busy pinching people, spitting saliva, and applying silver needles to rescue.

Even the little demon is wondering: should I call 120? Oh no, there is no ...... in this world

The bearded man was extremely angry, pointed his finger at the little demon sharply, held his breath, pretended to be "I'm not angry", gestured with two fingers, and said: "Hehe, don't be complacent too early, temporarily 1:1, draw, substitution between the two sides." ”

"In this game, I'll fight you. ”

The little demon was stunned: What 1:1? You are so painstakingly and lonely, deceiving people all the way to this barren mountain, poisoning and threatening, that is fighting for life and death.

Who said they were competing with you?

The little demon was not interested in meeting friends with martial arts, and said with a smile: "You look ugly, go aside, I don't get along."

You hit. ”

But at this time, he could no longer refuse, and before his words fell, the big man started to fight without saying a word, and with a "bang", two long vines suddenly appeared on the top of his head, and rolled towards him.

The little demon jumped up in a hurry, and a big stone under his feet was swept by the vine rose, and it cracked with a "pop", and the debris flew, breaking the trees on the side of the road, and several red flowers flew up gracefully, and the bright petals fluttered in the air.......

Wood Magic: Spicy Hand Destroys Flowers

The little demon felt a little dizzy, and said angrily: "It's just that you look ugly, and you still destroy flowers with hot hands?"

The small sword in his hand exploded three feet long, and a sword slashed obliquely, and Qingyang Jiu changed his hand: Where in the world is not the green mountains.

He used this move, which is very respectful, which is equivalent to telling the opponent: I want to use the Qingyang Nine Transformations against you, after this move, one after another will come, a total of nine changes.

The big man was happy, and he said: "I have heard the essence of Qingyang swordsmanship for a long time, and in this nine-style Qingyang change, how fortunate is a certain family today, I was able to understand it." ”

"It's just that since the ancestor was defeated under this sword style, I have studied this sword style for more than 30 years, and I am very familiar with every move and style, and all the changes are clear in my chest, and today you are going to be unlucky. ”

As a disciple of Qingyang, the little demon naturally knew what he was talking about.

Back then, the witch cult claimed to be a Taoist sect, but it used living people as sacrifices, refining evil arts, and mutilating living beings. Zhang Qiyan's master, Zhang Ludaoren, broke through the realm of mystery, and his junior sister Zhen Qianhua, the two of them broke into Wupan Mountain with two swords, and took the witch cult's nest in one fell swoop.

Killed two Shenqing people, seven people returned to the Void Realm, and fifteen people turned into Qing Realm, and the inheritance of the Wujiao martial arts cultivation line was thus severed.

He also killed one magician in the 17th realm, two magicians in the 16th realm, and thirteen magicians below the 15th realm.

This is an indissoluble enmity for generations.

Since the little demon went to Qingyang Mountain and read the classics diligently, he naturally knows this past.

However, the little demon understands that he is not the head disciple of the sect, and the second is not the big disciple of the sect, that is the past few hundred years, if the witch sect wants to seek revenge, not to mention that it is already very ethereal, there is no need to find him alone.

This big man stubbornly mentioned the old things at this time, and since Chen secretly studied the core swordsmanship of Qingyangmen, he must have never let go of the blood feud between the two factions.

But this time they have other plans, from Peach Blossom Mountain to the river beach, and then to today's barren mountain, the strength has always been overwhelming, but they have never been a killer, in order to take things.

Like, if I commit suicide now, or someone else comes to kill me, they will definitely stop me! As long as they have scruples, this is their weakness, the so-called knowing oneself and knowing the other, and they will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

While dodging, the little demon was spinning, and one move of Qingyang Jiu's starting style just made it so-so.

He is now famous in black and white, and the big man wants to inquire about his roots, knowing that he has only a short time to get started, and seeing his unfavorable hands and feet, it seems that he is not very proficient in sword style.

"The Exotic Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons"

couldn't help nodding secretly, the corners of his mouth gradually smiled, and he sneered: "Today is your senior brother Zeng Chu's personal visit to the Qingyang Nine Transformations with 8 points of skill, and that is not my opponent." ”

"Haha, what's more, you are not good at learning, Qingyang Sword Intent only scored about 6 points, how can you be the enemy of my triad?"

"That thing, you probably won't be able to keep it today, why don't you hurry up and take it out yourself?"

The little demon was stunned: This person looks vicious, but he doesn't usually do anything evil, and he obviously wants to say cruel things at the moment, but he says it as if he is begging for someone.

He also vigorously analyzed the current situation and reasoned with the facts, and it seems that he is a "reasonable" robber, not necessarily a great traitor.

I couldn't help but secretly think: If it is a group fight, not to mention that their realm is higher than ours, and because the county lord is on the side, it will inevitably make people look forward and backward. But I may not be afraid of such a competitive wheel battle.

For a while, don't say I'm pretending to be a pig and a tiger.

The big man saw the little demon's Qingyang sword style, and his heart was settled, and while paying attention to the distance, he stepped up his attack, and in the whirring, a vine actually stretched out on each shoulder.

However, he still had some doubts in his heart: This doll, just now he split the tree in anger, so the boss of a thousand-year-old camphor was cut down by him with a sword, and the sword qi was very booing.

He may just be a little rusty with the sword style, and I heard that he has a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, which is unprecedented, and I can't carelessly lose Jingzhou.

The two of them fought dusty, the leaves scattered, and a flat mountain road was swept by colorful rattans, and the road was almost cut off by long swords.