When night fell, the lights in the castle were lit, and the light overflowed through the flower windows, and in the dark night, the two figures came to the gate of the castle silently like ghosts.

"Brother Yang."

Yang Feiyun sneered, with a flick of his wrist, a spirit talisman flew out and stuck on the door, and the hard and heavy gate of the ancient castle instantly turned into a transparent vortex, as if someone was twisting it on the door, and he vaguely saw the scene in the ancient castle hall.

Mao Xiaofang is definitely true love for Yang Feiyun, in addition to the secret Qinglong Earth Qi Decision of the Maoshan Sect, the Cloud Palace Thunder God Decision, the Starlight Transformation God Decision, the palm thunder and other powerful magical powers, Zixia Aura Qi Practice, Maoshan Twenty-four Laws all taught Yang Feiyun, and also used the Maoshan Secret Psychic Technique to improve his skills, and what could be given to him, Mao Xiaofang gave it.

As a result, Yang Feiyun stabbed him in the back, Mao Xiaofang hurt into his internal organs, and his heart was dripping blood.

Yang Feiyun is indeed a talent, not only proficient in iron plate divine arithmetic, but also extremely talented in cultivation, in a short period of time, he has been able to skillfully use the twenty-four methods of Maoshan, but unfortunately his mind is not right, otherwise he will have a better future than Zhong Bang.

"Get in."

Qian Dazhong rushed into the whirlpool, and Yang Feiyun followed. The old priest was sitting on the sofa in the hall and whispered his Bible when he suddenly heard a noise and looked sharply at the door.

"Five Thunder Palms!"

Five bolts of lightning burst out, and the old priest couldn't dodge, and the lightning pierced his chest, arcing all over his body.

Spit blood from his mouth, smoke from his seven orifices, tremble violently, and then "poof" lay on the table, pushing an oil lamp to the ground, dead and blind.

The young priest, who was sleeping upstairs, woke up violently, went downstairs with an oil lamp, and shouted into the dark hall, "Father......"

There was a "clang" at the door.

"Who?"

The young priest shouted and ran with an oil lamp, and saw the old priest lying on the table, staring at his unwillingness, and his eyes were wide and unwilling, and he was particularly terrified in the darkness.

"Priest!"

The young priest screamed and pounced on the old priest, at this time, a black shadow jumped out from behind him, raised a bright knife and plunged it into the young priest's back, stabbing again and again, and the blood splashed on Qian Dazhong's face, making him more terrible than a Western zombie.

"Haha, if you don't let me see Western zombies, I'll send you to God." Yang Feiyun lit the fuel lamp and said with a smile.

Qian Dazhong wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, and said disdainfully: "I thought the priest was so powerful, he was killed in two hits, I knew that they were so weak, they should have broken in directly just now, why did it take so much effort." ”

"Be careful, there's no big mistake, Dazhong, the Western zombie Tellus is in the castle, look for it."

"Not in the hall."

"Go upstairs."

The two of them carried the oil lamp and carefully stepped on the second floor, perhaps it was an illusion, Qian Dazhong felt that the temperature on the second floor was much lower than that of the hall, and it was very cold, so he couldn't help but shiver.

"Brother Yang, look, there's a coffin here." Qian Dazhong pointed to the coffin at the top of the stairs and shouted.

Yang Feiyun pushed Qian Dazhong away and laughed wildly, "Haha, Gaulus, it must be Rousse, I finally found you, Mao Xiaofang, see how you fight with me." ”

"Open it ......"

"Stop!"

At this time, an angry shout sounded in the ears of the two, and the wooden board where Qian Dazhong stood bounced up, bounced him off the second floor, and smashed him on the table in the hall, screaming again and again.

"Ah, Dazhong!" Yang Feiyun was taken aback, and quickly retreated, only to see an old man in a white robe, silver hair and silver beard flying up and attacking Yang Feiyun with extreme ferocity.

"With me, no one is allowed to sue Ruth."

"Patron priest?"

"Die."

The guardian priest's fingers were bent into claws, grabbing towards Yang Feiyun's face, the white light flashed at his fingertips, and the sharp aura was permeated, Yang Feiyun's face changed slightly, and he drew a Taiji diagram on his chest with one hand.

"Heaven and earth are endless, and Taiji is unlimited."

A purple Taiji diagram was launched, and it was thrown together with the guardian priest's hand and claw, and the white light on the guardian priest's claw cut the Taiji diagram like cutting tofu, and with slight force, the Taiji diagram shattered with a "bang".

The claws hit Yang Feiyun in the chest, Yang Feiyun was like a lightning strike, "kicked" and retreated, coughing up blood, his face was extremely ugly, and his figure shook a shot, dodging the guardian priest and rushing down the stairs.

"Where to go?"

The guardian priest jumped off the second floor and intercepted Yang Feiyun at the staircase, Yang Feiyun went south and north, practiced a good kung fu, had a flexible body, and had Taoist skills, but his life was safe, but the defeat was decided.

The guardian priest slapped Yang Feiyun with a palm, Yang Feiyun got up and ran, his eyes showing a thick murderous intent, and suddenly pulled out a Japanese knife from his robe.

This Japanese knife is awe-inspiring, condensed by the soul of thousands of Japanese soldiers, and it is a well-deserved magic knife, and Mao Xiaofang was injured under the magic knife.

The guardian priest shot fiercely, and he was ruthless, seeing that Yang Feiyun was about to run, he immediately chased after him, but Yang Feiyun was ruthless and vicious, and turned around to be a snowy sword.

"Holy Light Protector!"

The guardian priest was startled, and a layer of holy white light emitted from his body, protecting his body, and with a "pop", the holy light of the protective body was shattered by the magic knife, and the blade that emitted a ghostly light slashed on the priest's shoulder.

"Ahh

The guardian priest screamed, his face flashed fiercely, his claws grabbed Yang Feiyun's chest like lightning, his five fingers were deeply sunk into the flesh, and the bones were all broken, causing Yang Feiyun to gasp in pain.

With a twist of the wrist, the magic knife slashed upward, and with a soft "poof" sound, the guardian priest's arm was broken shoulder to shoulder.

"Hmph."

The Guardian Clergy snorted, his face pale, and was about to heal when a knight's sword pierced through the Guardian Clergyman's body from behind.

"Die, old fellow." Qian Dazhong roared, the sword stirred in the guardian priest's body, and the guardian priest screamed miserably and slowly fell to the ground.

"Brother Yang, are you okay?" Qian Dazhong hurriedly came over to help Yang Feiyun, looking at his bloody chest, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

Yang Feiyun also felt the aftermath of the catastrophe, and praised: "Dazhong, thanks to you, if it weren't for you, I would definitely die at the hands of the guardian priest." ”

"Brother Yang, we are good brothers, who will I help you if I don't help you."

"Alright, let's go up and release Chorus."

"Your injuries?"

"It doesn't matter."

The two of them went to the second floor again, opened the coffin, and inside lay a decaying and carbonized corpse, unrecognizable, and in five days, Gourus would be reduced to ashes.

Yang Feiyun grabbed the silver cross on Querus's chest, bit his fingers, and said something in his mouth, dripping blood on Querus's eyebrows.

The decaying corpse suddenly flashed with green light, and the flesh and blood were like dead wood in spring, and in an instant, they regained their vitality and became full, turning into a handsome man in luxurious clothes.

"Ghorus!"

"Gorus, you are resurrected." Yang Feiyun shouted.

A rain trapped me on the edge of the platform, my phone was running out of battery after this chapter, the bus crawled like a snail among a swarm of ants, I don't know when I would get home, and the update might be late.

(End of chapter)