Are these guys going to do it now? Ruan Fei didn't bury her head in looking for the phoenix grass anymore, and turned her gaze to those people.

The two psychic masters had only reached the halfway point of the mountain, and were now surrounded by the small group of people, who had no choice but to lean against the handrails of the plank road. There was no place to protect his body, and one of the medium-stowage almost stepped on the air and hurriedly retracted it. The pebbles he stepped on fell down with a clatter, and fell into the valley, without remembering a sound.

The sun in this valley is not sufficient, although the sun has not completely set at this time, but there is not much light on the halfway up the mountain where Ruan Fei and the others are standing, and in more than ten minutes, it may already be completely dark.

The small group of people and the psychic master were standing in a position that was just parallel to Ruan Fei and them, their faces buried in the shadows, and they couldn't see their expressions.

Except for those two psychics, who had already begun to tremble.

The two psychic masters glanced at each other, the monk in front of them, each holding a sword. Although the psychic master also has a weapon for self-defense, the odds of victory are slim when there are more people on the other side than them, and they are all monks.

"What to do...... A psychic is already scared to the extreme, but there is no way back behind him. He cautiously glanced back, and behind him was a bottomless black abyss, and he shuddered and turned his head back.

He began to beg for mercy from the people in front of him: "Please let us go, we will keep only one plant, and the rest will be for you." The other psychic master next to him turned his head to look at him in surprise and bumped his companion on the shoulder: "What's the matter with you, one phoenix grass is not enough!" ”

"But...... If we die here, we won't have any phoenix grass......" The man turned his head and begged for mercy after explaining to his companion. Those people drew the swords in their hands, gestured twice, their eyes showed a fierce light, their faces were hideous, and they said viciously: "Why, when you meet us, you still want to keep one for yourself?" ”

"If you don't leave all the phoenix grass behind you today, jump from behind you!"

This person's voice was very loud, and Ruan Fei thought that in this case, at least one or two people had to stand up. But not long after this happened, the valley, which was overcrowded just now, is now only a few people left.

Not to mention that someone will help, these psychic mediums together can't beat these monks.

Liu Peiqing had just finished confirming Bai Changfeng's location and walked to Ruan Fei's side. He also saw this group of people just now, their actions were too conspicuous, and it was difficult not to pay attention.

Ruan Fei asked Liu Peiqing: "Have you found the phoenix grass?" When she said this, she felt a pair of eyes suddenly staring at her. But when she looked back, she found nothing.

"It's weird," Ruan Fei wondered, "I obviously feel like someone is staring at me." Liu Peiqing looked at Ruan Fei, then turned her gaze to the bushes behind Ruan Fei, frowned, and the fierceness in her eyes flashed. He attached himself to Ruan Fei's ear and said, "Someone is eyeing us." ”

Ruan Fei let out an "oh", and also attached to Liu Peiqing's ear and asked, "Then is that person as powerful as you?" ”

Liu Peiqing smiled and held the Qingshuang knife in his hand: "It's far away." ”

Ruan Fei saw Liu Peiqing's meaning, and wanted to take action to solve this person, but Ruan Fei stopped him: "Don't worry, I have an idea now." When Ruan Fei said this, her eyes were not aimed at the people in the bushes, but at the two psychic mediums who were in a difficult situation.

"I think we can do a business with those two people, and then we can meet this ......" Liu Peiqing understood what Ruan Fei meant, and the Qingshuang knife in his hand was put back on his waist, and the momentum just now was also retracted.

"I'll just go, you pay attention to the long wind, and watch out for other people."

"Hmm."

When Liu Peiqing turned around to look for Bai Changfeng, Ruan Fei shook his hands and walked slowly towards the two psychic masters.

The two psychic mediums just now had exhausted their mental strength, and now they planned to make a break with this group of people. The psychic master who wanted to discuss with those monks just now is estimated to have died of that heart.

"It seems that Phoenix Grass is really important to them, wouldn't it be too unrighteous for me to act like this?" Ruan Fei thought for a while. But Bai Changfeng looks like he really wants it. The scales in Ruan Fei's heart began to waver.

"Kill them!" The monk in the lead gave the order, and the other monks around him gradually gathered on this small plank road. They didn't seem to be in a hurry to take the lives of these two people, and the swords in their hands kept dangling, but they didn't kill them. It was only a short while, and the two psychic masters were covered with wounds of all sizes, and blood seeped out.

The two psychic masters were humiliated and tried their best to protect the phoenix grass in their hands. But the monks were getting closer, and the two men were already standing back to back with each other. The monks grinned, the smile on their faces like a nightmare, forcing the two men to the end of their fate.

Finally, the uncompromising psychic man couldn't stand the abuse and put one foot on the fence, leaving a message: "I'll die!" I won't give you the phoenix grass either! ”

The other psychic master's face changed, and his face, which was not ruddy, turned pale, and he reached out to grab him, but it was too late, and the man's body had already fallen. The surrounding monks didn't expect that this person would rather die than give in, and the joke in his heart just now was gone.

They looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, a red rope flew out from the side, using the guardrail as a fulcrum, and the red rope "swished" and flew straight down. The red rope suddenly stopped, and the whole thing tightened, as if it was grasping something underneath.

Everyone looked up along the red rope and saw a woman dressed in white, holding the other end of the red rope in her hand.

I saw that she gently dragged up the person who jumped down just now, and with a little more force on her hand, the direction of the red rope changed, and the psychic master was easily pulled up by her.

The psychic master was still in a trance. When he jumped, he didn't dare to look behind him, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart to be saved.

Unexpectedly, God really heard his prayer, and he was really saved by the woman in front of him.

Ruan Fei put away her aura, didn't look at the psychic master behind her, and asked him, "How many phoenix grasses do you have in your hands?" ”

"What?" The psychic master didn't come back to his senses, and neither did the monk standing on the other side: this person actually came to rob the phoenix grass too!?

"Chivalrous girl, this phoenix grass means a lot to us, and we can't give it up no matter what!" The psychic master hugged the package in his arms tightly, Ruan Fei turned around, and his eyes narrowed: It seems that the package is Phoenix Grass inside?

At this time, the monks also came over with another psychic master. After the leading monk saw Ruan Fei's face clearly, he changed the fierce look just now, and his face was full of smiles: "I didn't expect that I was still a beauty!" ”

The monk next to him also laughed, and Ruan Fei was so obscene that he almost gave up breathing.

So Ruan Fei was very faceless and took out a veil from her bag. This veil was bought from Tayun City, a rectangular shape, embroidered with dark lines, and beaded decorations hanging on the ears on the left and right, and the face towel just enough to hang securely.

The monk on the opposite side seemed to be offended by Ruan Fei's action, and he was still smiling on his face just now, and after seeing Ruan Fei wearing a veil, the muscles on his face collapsed.

The leading monk stood up, raised the saber in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword at Ruan Fei's, and said, "Beauty, does this mean that you look down on us?" ”

Ruan Fei raised her eyebrows and did not speak. If Ah Qing is here, this person's hand is probably gone.

The monk then said, "I see that you are also coming for the phoenix grass, but you always come first and come first. The brothers have been eyeing these two people for a long time, I think you should not interfere with the beauty, otherwise it will inevitably hurt your ...... with fine skin and tender meat."

Speaking of which, he even stretched out his other free hand, which means, do you want to touch your face?

The corners of his mouth hidden under the veil were hooked, the sword in his hand had not yet been unsheathed, and the red light flashed in front of him, and the hand of the monk who was still teasing Ruan Fei just now suddenly "poofed" and broke off from his wrist.

Before this hand landed, Ruan Fei controlled the aura again, and it was still the red rope. The rope spun nimbly in the air as if it were alive, and finally slapped the monk's hand into the valley beyond the plank path like a ball.

The monk didn't have time to stop Ruan Fei, so he could only watch as his severed hand was thrown into the valley, and roared in his mouth: "My hand!! ”

Ruan Fei sneered: "Could it be that your hands will still grow legs, and you can't run back by yourself?" After saying that, as if he remembered something, his eyebrows and eyes played, and he said to the monk: "I forgot, it is so deep down here, even if you have legs, you can't run back." ”

However, when he cut his hand with the aura just now, it seemed that he had touched something, and the aura was blocked for a while, but then it was split again.

Could it be this person's condensation?

Ruan Fei's brain spun fast, recalling the knowledge points that An Qianshan said when he was teaching himself to condense qi before, and compared it with An Jifeng's condensation at that time. In the end, Ruan Fei came to a conclusion: the condensation qi is still divided into levels, and this condensation qi will be more easily broken by the aura.

"I see." Ruan Fei suddenly said such a sentence and wrote down this conclusion in her heart.

Then she looked up and noticed the monk whose hand had been cut off. It was his left hand that was cut off, and it did not prevent him from wielding the sword. After he used his aura to stop the bleeding from his wound, he finally gave up the idea of molesting Ruan Fei.

This woman is not as weak as she seems.

"Brothers!" He yelled and gave orders, "Take this woman down for me!" ”

These monks are more trained than those miscellaneous fish, and they are very confident in their cultivation. They quickly regrouped and put their formation in order.

Ruan Fei observed their position, it should be that they have been trained to quickly find their position even in a small place like the plank road.

Now Ruan Fei had to praise them: "It's okay, you don't usually practice less, right?" ”

The monk's face was embarrassed, as if his heart had been pierced. Then they used their advantages and the swords in their hands unleashed light. Ruan Fei knew that it was still the same routine - the aura was injected into the sword body, and she was a veteran in this area.

It had been in the dark just now, and Ruan Fei couldn't see exactly how many of them were. Now that they were shining with their shining swords, Ruan Fei counted, five, not much.

These five people did not include the monk with the severed hand, they moved the pace under their feet according to the formation they usually trained, and the speed was very fast, wanting to surround Ruan Fei on this plank road. The psychic master behind him reminded Ruan Fei: "This is their formation, you have to be careful." ”

"Oh." Only Ruan Fei's indifferent voice responded to him.

Formation?

Formations are all waste until the assembly is complete.

And they were meant to be waste, in every sense.