It had been several days in this mountain forest, and when the golden glow sprinkled a piece of splendor, the group finally set off through the dense forest, and the sound of horses' hooves was continuous, stepping on the dust of the ancient road, and the long procession went all the way to the southwest. The heroes of the rivers and lakes gathered, and the momentum of their team was a bit like tens of thousands of soldiers marching and fighting.

Meng Xiluo's internal injuries were exercised in the middle of the night, and although his skills were not fully recovered, his injuries were almost healed. At this time, the enemy is coming, in fact, no one wants to see the alliance injured, so the combat power will be greatly weakened, but this is a helpless move, the Yuanqu Daoist injured Meng Xiluo, everyone is completely understandable, but it is for legitimate defense, if the killing machine is really moved, Meng Xiluo is the opponent of the Yuanqu Daochang.

As Lu Jingxing expected, after yesterday's events, Meng Xiluo was really jealous, and she didn't dare to target Ling Xiao on the surface. And he also took the initiative to separate the people from the Lu Mansion by several factions, always running behind the group of swallow-like figures in Yiyue Palace, and the leopard carrying her was at the forefront. And Yiyue Palace has always been the most obtainable with light skills, and other sects are far from reaching, they can easily use light skills instead of horsepower to travel far, so when everyone is riding horses, only the people of Yiyue Palace are as light as birds, galloping away, much faster than horses, Meng Xiluo does not want to follow his own people and horses behind Yiyue Palace.

Towards noon, the scorching sun was like a fire, and the scenery along the way struggled in the rolling heat, the vitality was dim, and the air was hot and dry. The group rushed for several hours without stopping, and finally suspended the trip by a clear stream, ready to take a short rest and eat some dry food to replenish their strength.

The grass is green on the side of the stream, the green plants are abundant, and a group of people are scattered under the shade of large and small trees, waving their sleeves to enjoy the coolness, and the fatigue of rushing has gradually reduced a lot.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, but there was a faint sound of fighting in the distance, everyone's faces changed slightly, and they listened carefully, the sound of fighting was gradually approaching, and an internal force wave became heavier and heavier in the air, and finally three vague figures appeared in the distance of the heat wave fluctuations, and vaguely seemed to see these three people running towards everyone while fighting.

As the distance got closer, everyone gradually saw a lot through the blazing sunlight. The man who ran in front of him was holding a weak man with fine skin and tender flesh in his hand, and the man was so frightened that he cried out, his face was pale, and his clothes were a little untidy. The man was small but covered with flesh, his bronze complexion was exposed, and his body was covered with tattoos, shining in the scorching sun. The top of his head was slightly bald, and a terrifying scar lay down from between his eyes, across the bridge of his nose to his cheek, and an iron hand gripped the man's shoulder. Behind him was a thin old man, tall and tall, dressed in a tattered gray robe, with deep features, a wrinkled face, and an abnormally yellow complexion, holding a metallic taro stem and leaf in his hand like a withered branch.

Everyone sitting on the ground stood up from the ground one after another, their eyes focused on the three people who were getting closer and closer. Some people seemed to recognize these people, and their expressions were very unpleasant. However, some people behaved quite calmly, but they also became serious.

"Bald, return my apprentice!" The wizened old man took a sharp step forward, and at the same time chopped the taro stem and leaf in his hand, and firmly hooked one of the scarred man's shoulders.

The man with the scar was hindered from moving forward, and hurriedly stopped and leaned his sturdy body back, instantly freeing himself from the restraint at the petiole, but there was an extra blood mark on his shoulder, and blood was gurgling everywhere. The young man in his hand glanced at it inadvertently and immediately exclaimed.

The blue tendons on the scarred man's forehead burst out, one turned around and threw out the meteor hammer in his hand, while the young man in the other hand was like a pillow and was instantly rotated half a circle by this big hand, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of water, shocked and frightened, and trembling all over.

The wizened old man couldn't dodge, and the meteor hammer was about to fall, so he raised his hand and met the taro leaf head-on.

"When ......" a deafening tremor erupted, accompanied by the rapid spread of the heat wave, the hearing made people's scalp tingle, and reflexively closed their eyes. When I opened my eyes again, the taro leaves were intact. The wizened old man fended off the blow and took two steps back in an instant.

The man with the scar took advantage of this moment, and immediately turned around and ran again, running more than forty meters away in one go, only more than ten meters away from the crowd resting by the river. Everyone frowned for a while, they really didn't want to get involved in this gratuitous right and wrong, and besides, these were still two plague gods.

The man followed after him and muttered, "Bald, don't toast and don't eat and drink!" Put down my apprentice, and maybe I'll spare you. ”

"Yellow taro, dare to call me bald again, hammer your mouth! How did he become your apprentice?! It's clear that I caught it first, I think this kid has wonderful roots and bones, and it's perfect to use it to inherit my mantle! The man with the scar turned to confront the old man, and did not forget to pat the frightened face when he mentioned the weak man.

The weak man stood there with trembling feet, and pleaded with a crying voice: "Two seniors, the little one doesn't know anything, he is just a guy who settles accounts in the inn, how can He De be the apprentice of the two, please let me go." I really don't know anything......"

"Dead bald! You can't get along with me, right?! You see my apprentice is weak, where do you get the roots? However, his brain is shrewd and flexible, and he is born with the ability to steal and play tricks, so he is the best choice to be my closed disciple! In the future, he will be a generation of top poisoners. The thin old man's eyes were as deep as eagle's eyes, glaring fiercely at the scarred man, but his dry hand was pointing at the other man.

The weak man was also unlucky, and he had not been recognized by the master for several years in his accounts, and he had reaped a lot of benefits from it. And today, when I was keeping the accounts, I just happened to be bumped into by this thin old man, and I accidentally glanced at it, and I was found to have a problem with the accounts. No, "good things" befell him, and he was grabbed and ran for several miles in one breath, and was tossed over and over again, without even the ability to fight back. The fish meat that escaped alive was sandwiched between two cutting boards, and if it was not stomped on, it would be squeezed to death.

The man with the scar was sweating, stomped heavily on the ground, and said angrily: "I said, don't call me bald again!" Look at the moves! ”

As if no one was around, the two fought again, and for a moment the sound of weapons clashing one after another, and the internal force rioted in the air, stirring up the surrounding heat waves.

This incident made others extremely helpless, but there were also some good people who were talking about it at the bottom. Standing in the shade of the tree, Liu Yanluo stared coldly at the thin old man, the more he looked at it, the darker his face became, and the hand holding the sword was clicking.

"This weapon is so powerful." Ling Xiao glanced through the crack in the human slit a few times, sighed softly, and then sat down against the tree, eating the food in his hand calmly. It was only because the movement was too loud that she took a look, and she happened to see the scene where the meteor hammer was on the taro leaf again.

Lu Ci watched in the crowd for a while, and when he turned around, he heard Ling Xiao's exclamation. He threw a small piece of dough into his mouth, sat down not far from Ling Xiao, and took Ling Xiao's words: "That's." Made of high-grade dark iron, can it not be powerful? The material is indestructible. When you encounter this old man with yellow taro, you can avoid it. This is an old poison, a master of poison, and the means of poisoning are unguardable, and he is extremely cunning. No matter what kind of character he is, he dares to provoke and makes many enemies, but the enemy has nothing to do with him. ”

The weather was extremely hot, and the two weirdos were already sweating, but the fight was in full swing, and many people looked at it and found it boring, so they dispersed a lot.

In the end, the man with the scar was anxious, wanting to end the battle as soon as possible, so he completely launched a ruthless attack and pressed the old man step by step. The old man was finally forced to be a little difficult to parry, completely anxious, turned around to avoid a hammer, his body quickly moved forward, and instantly grabbed a handful of powder from his sleeve and sprinkled it on the person beside him, the speed was amazing.

The powder pounced on the scarred man, and it soon worked, the bronzed complexion turned brick red in a moment, and the face was covered with tears, and his body was shaking and trembling. He quickly stabilized his mind, stepped on his feet, and stood in a figure-eight shape, forcibly stabilizing his body.

"Yo, bald, if you can't win, why are you still crying like a child? With so many people watching, you're crying here, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right? How ugly it sounds. The old man with a mocking face laughed fearlessly, stretched out his hand, grabbed one of the weak man's arms, and was about to drag him over, "Apprentice, come here." ”

However, the old man did not succeed, the scarred man's teary eyes condensed, his hand increased a little force, firmly imprisoned the shoulder of the fish in his hand, and said coldly: "Yellow taro, you dare to humiliate me so much, I am not finished with you!" Your poison is nothing more than that, if you want to take people in my hands, there is no door! ”

The two were at such a stalemate, and neither of them moved. The scarred man was so powerful that the fish in his hand felt like one of his shoulders was about to break, and the other arm was about to break. was caught between the two, screaming, wailing and begging for mercy. He didn't know what bad luck had fallen today, and the disaster simply fell from the sky and ended up so miserable.

Under the shade of the tree, Liu Yanluo's face was blue, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he made a gesture to his subordinates decisively. He stared straight at the old man, and then unhurriedly cut off the corners of his robe with his sword, covering his mouth and nose, and the hilt of the sword was clenched in his hand, as his men did.