The bald woman was stunned in her heart, but she didn't dare to try forward, whether it was the fight between Ye Guzi and Shen Tu Yu Lei, or the two of them who picked up Mo Zhi's fate after the old demon was severely injured, the two old men in front of her were not something she could compete with.

Her martial arts are reserved, but they are only a little stronger than Mo Xiaohuan, as a rare descendant of Zen Buddhism in the Central Plains, the Pure Moon Zen Flow Gong of Kuzen Zen is, to a certain extent, even subtle restraint of the martial artists of the Demon Dao lineage.

It's just that she can only restrain opponents of the same level, and when she encounters a peerless murderer like the Old Demon Slayer, I'm afraid that it won't even be too late to escape.

As for the Ye Guzi who looks stronger, there is no need to compare, Ye Guzi's martial arts are something he has never seen before, even if the generation of the master of Kuzen, the old monk who is still not dead is difficult to find one or two opponents of Ye Guzi.

Thinking of this, Kuzen turned around without hesitation, his body swept up like a soaring petrel, and the white brocade robe rolled up a few puffs of smoke and dust, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Chen Gong stood still, walked out of the darkness, looked at the firewood knife Tianjiu sitting under the eaves of the pawn shop, and smiled indifferently.

"Junior, Chen Gong, has seen two seniors."

Chen Gong stood up less than twenty steps away from Ye Guzi and Tu Lao Mo, he was originally a literati, but there was no trace of the literati's delicate push and propulsion between his actions, and he generously performed the courtesy of the juniors, which made the faces of Tu Lao Mo and Ye Guzi soothe a lot.

"Chen Gong, you street rat, dare to wander in Chang'an, you are really not afraid of death."

Under the eaves of the pawn shop, the firewood knife Tianjiu stood up and held the firewood knife placed on his legs, his eyes were cold, like the dark firewood knife in his hand, and his voice was full of emotionless coldness.

Chen Gong smiled. For Chai Dao Tianjiu, a person who was seriously injured, he naturally would not be afraid, besides, there is not much difference between the two, even if Tianjiu is in good condition, Chen Gong and him have the strength to fight.

"It's you junior again."

Ye Guzi's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he looked at the firewood knife Tianjiu and slowly walked out, and his words were full of cold and hard killing intentions.

Ten points into the city. Ye Guzi has been hindered a lot, for some second- and third-rate masters, for Ye Guzi, although it is a group of rabble, it is better than many people. Until the firewood knife Tianjiu attacked from the crowd, the firewood knife in his hand almost stabbed into the heart of Ye Guzi. If it weren't for the wild soliton, the reaction power was very strong. I'm afraid that the knife of Tianjiu's sneak attack is enough to make Ye Guzi capsize in the gutter.

The blow was not successful, and the firewood knife Tianjiu did not come and leave as soon as he wanted, and was slapped in the heart by Ye Guzi with a palm, and slapped on the shoulder, this injury, half a month of recuperation. He can't recover his perfect state, don't look at the grandeur of the Chai Dao Tianjiu, but in fact, he has no momentum and no foundation, and he can't exert his eight-layer skills in his normal state. I'm afraid that compared to Mo Zhiming and Mo Xiaohuan, it is not much stronger.

"You seem to have forgotten me." The firewood knife in Tianjiu's hand was aimed at Ye Guzi and sneered.

When Ye Guzi heard this, he looked at Chai Dao Tianjiu carefully, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this person.

Chai Dao Tianjiu's age doesn't look very old, except for the temples are a little white, the appearance of a person who is about middle-aged, in fact, has lived for more than a jiazi.

"Tianluo Mountain, Shadow Moon Villa." Chai Dao Tianjiu said coldly.

Chen Gong, who was only thirty meters away from the firewood knife Tianjiu, raised his eyebrows, he had not heard of Tianluo Mountain, but the Shadow Moon Villa had heard of it, and it was also a famous sect in the rivers and lakes, although Chen Gong rarely paid attention to the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but he had also heard of the name of this villa, just because this villa had a village owner who could be called a brother and sister to the Spirit Emperor, and he was cold.

It's just that this Shadow Moon Villa has disappeared since the death of the Spirit Emperor, and over the years, there have been various rumors, but no one knows why the once famous and powerful force of the 'black and white path' turned into ruins overnight.

"Are you the descendant of that old tortoise that Leng Wuxin?" The more Ye Guzi looked at Tianjiu's outline, the more familiar he became, but he couldn't think of it for a while, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Huh"

Chai Dao Tianjiu sneered a few times: "It's really a noble person who is really forgetful, sixty-seven years ago, Shadow Moon Villa was killed four deputy owners overnight, nine worshippers, and even the owner of the village was seriously injured and in danger, all of this is from your handwriting, what are you pretending to be confused now." ”

Ye Guzi's brows tightened, and he said coldly: "Who are you?" ”

Ye Guzi's thoughts were surging, when he shot at Shadow Moon Villa, not only him, but also Yuan Shang's ancestors all made a move, this matter, I can't say who is right and who is wrong, the power of the force is already complicated, the reason why Ye Guzi made a move, mainly because he has a personal vendetta with Leng Wuxin, and the ancestor of the Yuan family took the opportunity to sweep away some people's right-hand men, the details of this matter are secret, if it is not for the insiders, it is not known at all.

And right now, at the moment, this firewood knife Tianjiu seems to know the situation of that battle very well, and in the eyes of Ye Guzi, the person in front of him may be the fish that slipped through the net in that battle, and he is not a small fish.

"What kind of grudge does Shadow Moon Villa have with you, why do you make a move to destroy the door, your wild orphan is so ruthless, even the old woman and the child refuse to let go, are you still human?"

The muscles on the face of the firewood knife Tianjiu trembled, and the firewood knife in his hand seemed to be stained with blood, blooming with wisps of red light, which was very similar to the blood-red ferocious aura emitted by the previous slaughter of the old demon.

Tu Lao Mo's face was interesting, in the rivers and lakes, it is not uncommon to slaughter opponents, and Tu Lao Mo did not sympathize with the idea of Shadow Moon Villa, but he was quite interested in the blood-red internal strength emitted by the firewood knife Tianjiu, looking at it like this, it was similar to the fierce aura, but it was not the same, there was a trace of domineering, and it was much softer.

For the questioning of the firewood knife Tianjiu, Ye Guzi behaved very indifferently, a master of their level, which one does not have a blood debt on his body, if he really feels guilty, Ye Guzi will not choose to make a move, but, I didn't expect that there were still fish that slipped through the net after that battle, it seems that those subordinates brought by the ancestor of the Yuan family lost their hands, which allowed the man in front of him to escape, looking at the hatred on that face, I am afraid that he will not die with him.

"If you want revenge, take action."

Ye Guzi's face was indifferent, the demeanor of the top master was naturally a fiddle without money, although he was hit hard, but against a master of the level of Chai Dao Tianjiu, he had not yet taken that step, and Ye Guzi would never be afraid.

Chen Gong, who was hanging on the side, watched his eyes sweep over the body of the firewood knife Tianjiu, he hoped that this person would rush forward to let Ye Guzi clean it up, and be able to remove Wang Rong's right-hand man, Chen Gong was naturally happy to see it happen in his heart.

Chai Dao Tianjiu's eyes changed, and his heart was not calm.

The enemy is in front, thinking about being stabbed into the heart by Ye Guzi with a sword decades ago, after luck is not like death, Tianjiu swore that he would kill this person in this life, until Ye Guzi stood in front of him, but he did not have the courage to swing the knife, that year, he was eighteen years old, and Ye Guzi's sword left a big shadow in his heart, which is also the reason why his realm has been stagnant and failed to take that step.

Wang Rong once said that if he wants to take a crucial step, he must have a stabbing solison, otherwise, he can only survive in the shadows in this life, and he will never reach the peak of martial arts.

Ye Guzi's momentum is restrained, not as sharp as the old devil, his eyes are deep and cold looking at the firewood knife Tianjiu, although he is not in a good state, but there is no trace of cowardice, the firewood knife Tianjiu has not yet taken that step, as long as he has not taken that step, he is not qualified to let the wild solison look directly, this is the unique arrogance of the top master of that realm.

"I'm only going to get one shot."

The firewood knife Tianjiu did not disappoint Ye Guzi, his body took a step forward, and the firewood knife in his hand seemed to melt into the darkness.

The blade is pitch black, the firewood knife used for chopping wood, and the firewood knife that is not elegant, in his hands, I am afraid that it is a little sharper than those so-called magic weapons that are famous in the rivers and lakes.

Ye Guzi's eyes gradually got focus, today, for him and the old devil, it is to fight in the ring, he finishes fighting, slaughtering the old devil, slaughtering the old devil, he is on again, this trend is the rhythm of preparing to turn over the major masters hidden in Chang'an.

"Come on, Shadow Moon Villa's stunt, but it's been lost for many years." Ye Guzi said indifferently, his eyes were deep, and his body slowly stood up.

Tu Lao Mo and Chen Gong both took a few steps back, leaving Ye Guzi and Chai Dao Tianjiu a battlefield.

The two figures stood in the air, their clothes fluttering, very chic. (To be continued......)