The sharp edge of the knife and axe shone with a cold cold light, and the clear light shone on Nanfeng Duan's face to make him panic, and his body struggled hard to dodge, but he couldn't use his strength.

Bu Zheng, who was at a critical moment in his body training, was also anxious and wanted to jump out to rescue, but the black scab formed by the original flesh and blood that had been burned firmly wrapped around him, restricting his movements.

The axe was chopped off by the monster, and with a powerful blow, even if there was a solid stone in front of him, it was difficult to escape the end of being crushed.

The south wind, which was struggling and writhing on the ground, was like a poor worm with nowhere to escape, and could only watch the knife and axe fall, with a look of despair in his eyes.

Bang!

There was a loud explosion, and the black scorch floating on the molten slurry broke apart and exploded. In Nanfeng's surprised gaze, a golden light shot out like a divine thunderbolt, piercing through the monster's body.

In the monster's unbelievable gaze, a transcendent golden figure stood majestically, scorching the light, scorching fireworks, the newborn body released a scorching temperature, and a Yang character mark in the center of the eyebrows wrote that this body belonged to Tianyang. The pupils of the eyes open and close are brilliant, and when the body moves, the light around the body is like fire, killing evil spirits.

"The smoke swept away the vastness, and the exorcism fixed the desolation. Ten thousand calamities step on the sky to shine in the sky, bathe in the fire and drink the light of the sky. ”

The heavy sword and axe slipped from his hand, and the last sight of the demon before he died was the most terrifying figure in his life, making him fall into the dust with remorse and unwillingness.

The scene returned to calm, and the bright figure still exuded a fierce atmosphere, standing proudly in the world. Nanfeng, who had survived the catastrophe, took a long breath, looked at the radiant Bu Zheng with a pleased gaze, and then scolded:

"Why don't you hurry up and help Lao Tzu, what are you pretending to be there with a pestle? Do you think you are a light bulb? Still shining there, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you with a thunderbolt in his palm. ”

The embarrassed young man who was scolded and touched his nose hurriedly ran over to help Nanfeng up, and when he saw that his steps were vain, he simply carried him on his back.

"Hurry up, the monsters hiding here have begun to pour out, and they will soon find us. If one of them catches up with them, you and I will die. Get out of here as soon as possible before they all show up. ”

Bu Zheng snorted, raised his feet and started only to feel that he had infinite strength in his body, and jumped out a few feet away with a slight jump. He ran all the way with the south wind on his back, and his speed was three points faster than that of the cheetah. Along the way, Bu Zheng's figure dragged a long golden tail, like a comet streaking across the ground. Behind him, demons continued to emerge from the ground, in the trees, in the cracks in the rocks and other incredible places, chasing Bu Zheng like a pack of ferocious hyenas.

Running to the sealing area on the edge of the ancestral land of the Lieyang clan, Bu Zheng stopped slightly, the flame rune on his forehead bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and a mysterious power burst out, shining on the invisible sealing barrier, the seal was like a piece of paper ignited by a flame from the middle, and a big hole was ignited in an instant. After Bu Zheng carried the south wind on his back, the barrier slowly merged like water to fill the gap, once again isolating this forbidden land from the world.

Speechless all the way, Bu Zheng took Nanfeng back to the camp where the villagers of the descendants of the Lieyang tribe were hiding, but everything on the scene made Bu Zheng's heart sink to the bottom.

It was a mess, there was no trace, and the remaining traces of the fight seemed to tell that the owner of this place had met with an accident.

Bu Zheng's hands were weak, and Nanfeng fell to the ground with his buttocks, scolding him for having no conscience. The flustered Bu Zheng was in no mood to pay attention, he searched around the camp for everyone's traces.

A piece of torn flower cloth, Bu Zheng recognized at a glance that it was the new clothes he bought for Xia'er, and the poor girl whose parents all died tragically at the hands of thieves was very happy when she wore it. A short blade broken in two, still stained with blood, in the same style that the little monkey used to rob himself. A crutch that was thrown into the fire and burned into black charcoal, it was the old patriarch, his old man had bad legs and feet, and he couldn't walk a few steps without a cane. The medicine jar that was kicked over, the blood splattered on the rocks, and everything around him, Rang Bu Zheng closed his eyes in pain, clenched his fists fiercely, and ignited a red light like flames.

Nanfeng seemed to understand the situation, and he patted Bu Zheng on the shoulder and pointed to a letter hanging at the mouth of the cave.

Bu Zheng hurriedly took it off and began to read. The content of the letter was very small, just a location, telling Bu Zheng to go there if he wanted to save people. Bu Zheng didn't know this place, but the signature Bu Zheng under the letter was hard to forget, Jin Yangcheng captured the head - Liu Du.

New hatred and old hatred, this person gave way to Zheng's chest with rage, he raised his feet and walked towards the outside of the mountains and forests. Nanfeng, who listened to Bu Zheng's explanation, shouted behind him, "Where are you going now?"

Bu Zheng: "Save people!"

Nanfeng picked up a small stone and threw it at Bu Zheng, scolding: "Isn't it stupid! Since people dare to leave a letter for you to go, it means that they are ready to clean you up, and if you go like this, won't you throw yourself into the net, what if the other party is overwhelmed? Do you think that if you practice the Lie Yang Gong Body, you will be invincible in the world? Your brain has been burned out by the fire grapes? ”

Bu Zheng stopped, he was angry just now, he was a little distracted, and his behavior was reckless. But it's not that he hasn't thought about these problems, it's just that he came out alone to roam the rivers and lakes, who can he turn to for help?

Seeing that Bu Zheng was no longer impulsive, Nan Fengdu looked like a teachable child on his face, and asked, "I figured it out, don't go?"

"No, you're right, I'm a little weak alone, so I decided to ......" Bu Zheng turned his head and smiled and said something that made Nanfeng collapse. "I decided to take you there. ”

"Get out, get out, get out, I don't know you. "Nanfeng lay on the ground like a turtle, kicking and kicking to block the steps that wanted to catch him,

"We are friends, and we share weal and pain. ”

"Be friends with you, I've been bleeding for eight lifetimes. ”

Bu Zheng helped Nanfeng up and stopped teasing him, he couldn't afford to toss due to internal injuries. The two sat back to back, and Bu Zheng voiced his worries.

"Actually, there are forces in Jinyang City, and I may be able to ask them for help, but I really don't want to have too much contact with them. ”

"What kind of force is it?"

"A group of cultists, who believe in the gods of the underworld, will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, which is contrary to the original intention of our cultivators to be upright and act in an upright and upright manner. It can be said that we each represent a faction, such as black and white are not compatible. ”

"But you don't have anything else to turn to but them. Is it like a sect asking for help? Far water can't solve the near fire!" Nanfeng slapped Bu Zheng the head and said, "Have you ever thought about it, if you ask this group of your so-called cultists for help, and they help you save those poor villagers, then wouldn't their actions be righteous." If you didn't accept their help, and the villagers were murdered, then your insistence on standing upright would not be even more ridiculous at that time. Who can tell clearly whether it is right or wrong? The world is in vain in questioning, and success or failure is judged by right and wrong. ”

Bu Zheng's eyes lit up, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt flashing in his mind, unraveling his long-standing confusion. He felt that Nanfeng's words were very reasonable, and he was indeed too attached to the teachings of the saints. Although he relied on the power of the cult, he rescued the people who were suffering, and I think the masters and elders would not blame too much, after all, human life is the most important thing.

Bu Zheng rummaged through his clothes and found the messenger talisman given by the old man who was guarding the square inch at that time, and after the talisman folded into a triangle was unfolded, it was a piece of yellow paper the size of two palms, on which Bu Zheng wrote the origin of the matter and the message of asking for help, and then folded the talisman, and then lit it. In the fireworks, the spirit rune turned into ashes, and a wisp of green smoke rose straight up to the nine heavens, and I don't know where it drifted to.

With Nanfeng, he came to the village where the little monkeys used to live, and Bu Zheng agreed in the letter that the place to meet was here. They waited until the sun was rising to the middle of the sky before a group of men and horses hurried from the direction of Jinyang City.

The leader is a woman, who is dressed in red, wrapped in a graceful figure. Satin-like black hair was tied into a ponytail and fluttered in the wind behind him. A veil covers the face, but it can't hide the heroic posture of the galloping horse.

This group of men and horses grabbed the reins before Bu Zheng approached, stopped, and only heard the leading woman say in a soft tone: "I didn't expect that Bu Zhengbu Shaoxia, a righteous disciple with a righteous spirit, would also ask us cultists for help. What a surprise for the little girl!"

After a few days of goodbye, Chu Tianyao made a mocking opening remark in front of him, and Rang Bu Zheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He touched his nose embarrassedly, and saluted Chu Tianyao: "There was a lot of disrespect in Bu Mou before, and I also invited the girl Haihan." It's just that the matter is urgent, and I hope the girl can help each other regardless of her past suspicions. Afterwards, Bu Zheng will definitely come to the door to thank him. ”

Chu Tianyao gave Bu Zheng a big white eye, and snorted coquettishly: "Pedant and rigid bull's nose, thank you for who is rare." If it weren't for Mu Lao's insistence on helping you, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you. She rolled over and dismounted, and her movements were dashing. Then he handed a scroll of things into Bu Zheng's hand, and then said: "You have broken the situation, Mu Lao values you very much, this is Mu Lao personally went to the City Lord's Mansion to ask for the order to release that group of villagers, take it to save people." ”

Bu Zheng took the city lord's order written on soft paper, and his face finally showed joy. After thanking the kind-hearted Miss Chu Tianyao and the righteous Mu Lao again, Bu Zheng informed the Oiran people of the place where Liu Du had asked him to go, and even if someone he knew took them there.