At this time, although Tang Shuyan held the master's Miao knife in the palm of his hand, it was like catching a red-hot soldering iron after the moment of contact with the Miao knife, and it was emitting white smoke.

Tang Shuyan, who was in pain, retracted his hand like lightning, and his palm and tiger's mouth were already festering.

Surprised by the miracle of the Miao knife in the hand of the owner of the village, Yun Bingqing looked at it and found that it was just a wooden knife.

"Hahahahaha! Sure enough! ”

Seeing the wound in Tang Shuyan's hands, the owner of the village was extremely excited.

"Adversary! This knife is specially prepared for you, and it is made of the secret treasure of the ancient ruins, Fengqi Sycamore, for which my sect has spent a lot of money, supplemented by more than a dozen kinds of corpse things soaked day by day, and then I teach the secret method......"

"Roar!"

Before the owner of the village finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Shuyan with a loud roar.

"Be careful!"

Yun Bingqing reminded loudly, and at this time, the owner of the village also saw the dense needle shadows shining like a rainbow with various colors of brilliance!

"Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle!"

Unexpectedly, Tang Shuyan, who seemed to have lost his mind and fought only by instinct, would use such a big killing weapon of the Tang Sect!

The hidden weapon that caught him off guard made the owner of the village feel a chill in his heart for a moment, because the distance was not far away, and he was negligent in guarding, so he could only quickly wave the Miao knife and dance a knife shadow to envelop himself.

It is also thanks to his martial arts that he is not weak, and a Miao knife was danced by him with an impermeable feeling.

It's just that the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle is one of the top secret weapons in the Tang Sect, how can it be so simple to parry.

At this time, the ground around the owner of the village was already filled with dense needles of various colors, and his body was naturally indispensable to the scattered middle and upper ones.

This rainstorm pear flower needle is extremely poisonous, it is a secret treasure of the Tang Sect, the production is extremely complex and exquisite, a total of forty needles, the roots are hollow Mithril needles, and different needles are smeared with different poisons, so when it is ejaculated, it is extremely colorful.

And after receiving most of the poisonous needles, the owner of the village still received 5 of them.

Looking at the small hole where blood beads kept coming out, the owner of the village didn't care.

If he was only shot 5 times, as a member of the Mu clan who had been used to dealing with all kinds of poisons since he was a child, these poisons were nothing to him.

It's just that just when he was about to raise his knife and fight again, he suddenly felt a burst of dizziness, and at this time, Tang Shuyan had already rushed past him and rushed towards the crowd of Mu Clan behind him.

"Oops!"

The owner of the village suddenly remembered that the things that could be held by Tang Shuyan were not contaminated with her strange corpse qi.

Looking down at the needle again, it was like ink, quickly black and mutated, and the bulging blood vessels began to spread all around the needle hole like a spider web, and he was already beginning to feel weak and his vision was blurred.

"I ...... Is it so useless......"

The owner of the village who fell to the ground could no longer support it, and he was about to fall into a coma, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Fang Ruoling who was at a loss.

At this time, the owner of the village, out of nowhere, poured out a burst of strength, and roared out the last sentence with the last trace of consciousness: "Protect the Holy Maiden and evacuate!" Pray that the saint will protect the women and children in our village! ”

"The owner of the village!"

"The owner of the village!"

Seeing the owner of the village who fell to the ground, the people of the Mu tribe were shocked and angry, but at this time they were also too busy to take care of themselves.

The fast-moving Tang Shuyan was like a tiger entering a flock, coming and going in the crowd without any enemy, and the people of the Mu tribe were either palmed or clawed by her, once they were injured on the ground, they were black and did not know whether they were alive or dead.

And the sword of the wood clan, after slashing to Tang Shuyan's body, is like cutting on the thorn wood, leaving only shallow white marks, and only a few people's special wooden knives can leave some scars.

After losing the owner of the village, a group of Mu people seemed to have lost their backbone, like a plate of scattered sand, and they couldn't even organize a decent counterattack.

……

At this moment, I don't know who shouted like this.

"Obey the orders of the village master! Protect the Holy Maiden from withdrawing! ”

At this moment, everyone seemed to have found their lost direction, and they all rose up, and their eyes burned with the momentum of seeing death as home.

"Obey the orders of the village master! Protect the Holy Maiden from withdrawing! Drink!! ”

A young man of the same age as Fang Ruoling slashed his arm with a knife, forcibly stopped his trembling legs under the sting of the knife wound, and resolutely rushed towards Tang Shuyan, who was like a demon god descending into the world in his eyes!

"The backbone of the drug suppression village! You won't be bent by the Tana, even if you die! I'm going to gnaw off a piece of her blood too! For the safety and future of his wife and children! Kill! A master of the wood clan took the initiative to meet Tang Shuyan's palm, and stabbed the wooden sword in his hand into Tang Shuyan's body.

However, the black mist that lingered around Tang Shuyan's body seemed to make her turn into an unkillable monster, and the injured place began to heal at an extremely fast speed under the black mist, as if she was reborn.

"Holy Maiden! You go! This is our battle! Let's go! Take care of my mother-in-law and son! Come on! A seriously injured and dying Mu Clan man couldn't stop vomiting black blood on the ground, his eyes looking at Fang Ruoling persistently.

When Fang Ruoling first came to the village, his eyes were full of disgust and disdain, but at this time, there was only persistence in his eyes, which was the dedication to the last life of the owner of the village, and the dedication to his mission, as well as the blood and tears that were turned into blood and tears by the reluctance to his wife and children......

He has practiced martial arts all his life, planted all his life, and he doesn't know anything else, he only knows that because their people put outsiders into the corpse king, causing the corpse king to wake up, it is very likely that the sect will be punished, and if he saves the holy woman, his wife and children may not be implicated.

And you, as a sinner, let you atone for your sins with your life......

"Please tell my son, his father and I died for the sake of southern Xinjiang and the peace of 100,000 mountains!"

After the man finished speaking, he swallowed his last breath.

A drop of blood and tears fell to the ground, mixed with the demonic purple blood all over the ground, and gradually disappeared......

……

"It's all my fault...... I'm sorry! It's all my ......."

Fang Ruoling, who was full of horror, looked at the Mu people in the village at this time, she couldn't cry, the blackened corpses all over the ground, and the fresh blood flowing into a stream, made her extremely frightened, and the thick blood in the air made her stomach tumble and almost want to gause.

Luoxi and Yun Bingqing were getting more and more poisoned at this time, and they were no longer able to fight, but Xie Xiaoyun quickly walked to Yun Bingqing's side and fed her a pill.

"Hmm......"

At this moment of chaos, Lu Changsheng, who had been in a coma for a long time, woke up slowly.

"Shhh...... It hurts! ”

He tried to sit up on his own, but he was struck down by the surge of pain, and lay on the ground, screaming in a low voice.

"Uhhhh

"Brother Changsheng! Brother Changsheng, are you awake? ”

Fang Ruoling, who was suddenly surprised, looked at Lu Changsheng who woke up in surprise, and wiped the tears on his face with all his might.

"Brother Changsheng, are you okay?"

Fang Ruoling looked at Lu Changsheng, who was in pain, and forcibly settled his mind.

"Ah Zhu! Ah Zhu! Let's go! Thank you Dao Chang for helping! ”