Where did Min Hong think that on the street that had already been cleared, there would be lightning strikes falling from the sky, and he was stabbed squarely.

His "Zengyuan Palm" is catalyzing to the peak of power, and the flesh-colored palm is darkening in color and glowing with a metallic luster. At this moment, if it was an ordinary sword, it might not even be able to leave traces, but when it was struck by the thunder and lightning with the thickness of this finger, a black spot the size of a copper coin suddenly appeared.

There was no blood in this little floating injury, which was originally nothing, but for Min Hong, it was similar to the feeling of a small insect bite. But at this moment, his move of blocking the waist and striking has been exhausted, and before the back move has time to get up, he was inserted by the lightning and a needle, and a loophole suddenly appeared in the palm.

And Feng Yizhi next to him had already broken free from the magic circle, much faster than expected, and he was not completely priceless, and his left foot was dripping with blood from his calf downward. I saw that Feng Yi's figure instantly crossed out of two positions, and only the edge of Min Hong's palm crossed his waist ribs.

Feng Yizhi shouted: "Min Hong! What do you mean?!"

How could Min Hong talk to him more, he didn't have time to find the source of the thunder and lightning that ruined his good deeds, so he just glanced at the roof of the street indiscriminately, and then flew with both palms to attack Feng Yizhi.

At the same time, the two people who had just killed their companions in the back had already rushed up, each with their weapons outflanked, one left and one right outflanking.

With a "boom", the closed doors of the houses on both sides were kicked open, and a group of black-clothed people poured out. Wisps of faint green smoke rose from the ground at some point, and in the blink of an eye, the entire alley was filled, and just looking at the strange color, I knew that it must be poisonous.

This unremarkable short alley, in an instant, turned into a well-laid trap.

Yan on the roof opened the court, and then realized that he was lying on the wolf's den.

The breathing sounds in the house were not ordinary city citizens, but fortunately, he had always maintained his divine power during his actions, so his whereabouts were never revealed.

But now he couldn't hide, and at the same time as the man in black poured into the street, Yan Kaiting sensed that someone below was breaking through the roof and rushing up. Then the tile beam cracked, and two shiny swords slashed at him.

This level of attack did not pose a threat to Yan Kaiting, and Tai Chu Hammer swung out in an arc, and with a clanging sound, the two men in black were forced to retreat together. Yan Kaiting was in mid-air, hesitated slightly, and did not flee into the distance, but fell towards the smoke-filled alleyway.

Facts have proved that Yan's choice to open the court was right. Behind him, a row of points of light suddenly lit up, and the brushes smashed on the roof, and the dust "fluffed", and the entire attic was lifted open, revealing the floor slab below.

There are actually two layers in this ambush circle! If Yan Kaiting had fled out just now, he would have just run into him head-on, but at this moment, the ambusher's back hand was undoubtedly exposed, and he didn't touch Yan Kaiting's hair at all.

With such a big movement, even the people who were fighting fiercely in the alleyway also cast their eyes.

As soon as Min Hong saw Yan open the court, he immediately realized the path of the purple lightning, and couldn't help but smile cruelly: "Little cub, it's your fate if you don't get bitten to death by monsters, and you run here to throw yourself into the net!"

However, his mouth was ruthless, and his hands did not stop at all, and all the attacks were still pouring towards Feng Yizhi like a storm.

"Modao" is not only the first master in Yujing, but also ranks in the top five in the entire Northern Yongzhou. Although Min Hong was not convinced by him, deep down he was the most aware of his strength, and how could he spare Yan Kaiting, who had the strength to take care of his good deeds.

Just looking at today's arrangement, after the battle, the close attack of acquaintances, the poisonous smoke that filled the laneway, the two layers of ambush circles, and the interlocking layer of one layer, you can see how cautious the ambush behind is about the intention of encirclement and sealing.

However, no matter how sophisticated the trap is, it can't withstand the accident, Yan Kaiting appeared out of thin air, inadvertently removed half of the buckle, and turned an orderly ambush into the current frontal hard shock.

Feng Yizhi didn't expect that it would be Yan Kaiting who appeared, and even he himself still didn't understand why Min Hong suddenly killed him. So no matter what, this is the Tu family's infighting.

And this ambush circle is set up in two layers, and in addition to the raiding array and the second raid, the periphery is also to close the road and prevent outsiders from witnessing the scene. If anyone from any other force passes by, it is impossible to rush into the matter without understanding the whole story.

Even if Yan Kaiting is now a helping hand for Feng Yizhi, but Mo Dao is such a veteran person, he thinks a lot. To be honest, even if he had to fight alone, Feng Yizhi felt more relaxed than seeing Yan Kaiting here and now.

"Oh, Lord Yan, why are you here?"

Yan Kaiting could swear that there was disgust in Feng Yizhi's tone, he pulled the sledgehammer back, flicked a slashed saber away, and said angrily: "Min Jiaotou has already tried to kill me once, but it didn't work!"

Saying that, Yan Kaiting breathed a strange sigh of relief in his heart, and felt that he didn't need to find a reason to explain why he interfered in the Tu family's infighting, let alone why he chose to help him.

He hit that purple lightning just now, it was purely an instinctive reaction after seeing Min Hong use despicable means again, and there were no complicated thoughts at all, such as the dispute between the Tu family's factions, the position of the Yan Mansion, and the interference of the second force of Yujing in the internal affairs of the first force.

It wasn't until after the shot that Yan Kaiting realized that something seemed wrong, but then the entire ambush circle was activated, and he didn't have to worry.

Feng Yizhi's words were calmly gone, his face did not change when he was originally encircled, and at this moment he suddenly burst into foul language, "Lao Tzu doesn't want to be demolished by Xia Pingsheng anymore!"

Min Hong's anger was rising at this time, it was clear that his side had the upper hand, but Yan Kaiting and Feng Yizhi turned a blind eye to the dangerous life and death, but were talking about some and nothing, how could he not make him feel that he was not taken seriously at all.

In fact, the two did not take him seriously.

Yan Kaiting was chased by the man in black, his body was constantly shifting and flashing, and it was obvious that ordinary attacks couldn't stop him at all.

Feng Yizhi let out a roar, and the light at the tip of the Mo knife skyrocketed, and everywhere he went, the air began to distort, as if it could crush all solid things.

Except for Min Hong, who could barely retreat, the rest of the besiegers were all forced away. Even the layer of green smoke that gathered on the ground was emptied for a while.

"Little guy, come here, the ground is a 'rainforest miasma', and it's useless to just hold your breath." As he spoke, the coverage of the sword was expanded again, which could involve Yan Kaiting.

A name immediately flashed in Yan Kaiting's mind, Jiang Hui, the "seven-step miasma" in the "Beiluo Peak Twin Heroes", I don't know if the group of outsiders last night was related to the siege in front of him.

At this moment, Min Hong said compassionately: "Brother Luo, don't look at it, you will be laughed and generous if you accidentally get away." ”

A tall figure appeared at the end of the alleyway, the man was emaciated, his hands and feet were longer than ordinary people, and if you looked closely, his palms were also longer than ordinary people.

Feng Yi's expression became solemn. Mo Dao was fierce and domineering, and at his level, the sword qi was released and condensed into a physical sword gang, which could be hard shaken with high-level magic weapons, and the law cultivators of the same level as him did not dare to get close.

However, Luo Jin and Min Hong are both pure combat cultivators, in this narrow alleyway, coupled with the ground "rainforest miasma", a group of auxiliary attack monks, I don't know if there are other magic circles similar to dark red entanglements, and every node is aimed at restraining him.

Feng Yi's Mo knife stretched out lightly, hooked Yan Kaiting behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Don't move, be careful not to go out of the range of my sword." The 'rainforest miasma' can enter the body when it gets wet, so be careful to be numbed into a piece of wood. ”

Yan Kaiting swept the sledgehammer in his hand, at this time, Tai Chu was already in the full form of a long-handled heavy martial force, he shook his head and said, "Don't get in the way, the miasma is useless to me." ”

Only then did Feng Yizhi discover that the miasma where Yan Kaiting was standing gathered but did not close, and occasionally rolled over with the surging airflow, all of which were swallowed by the thunder and fire aura on his body.

Suddenly, the entire alley shook slightly, and a palmprint the size of a desktop swooped in the air, and Luo Jin, the "cloud catcher", made a move.

Immediately afterwards, all the black-clothed people moved, and the offensive was like a monstrous wave, slapping towards Feng Yizhi and Yan Kaiting.

In the square where the three courtyards of Yanfu meet, it is still as quiet as an empty mountain valley, and no one responds to Han Fenglai.

Han Fenglai smiled and said slowly: "I have heard for a long time that the 'Flower God Temple' is a place where thousands of flowers gather, and the fragrance is gathered, is this looking down on my 'Yetian Workshop' vulgar?"

His subordinates are not slow at all, and the thirteen strings are moving in unison.

Although no sound came out, the air in the square was slightly distorted in several places, and human bodies fell out of thin air one after another. This is not the end, there is no attenuation in the transmission of the invisible sound waves, but the fluctuations are getting stronger and stronger.

The Yan family ancestral hall not far away was the first to react, and the two pillars on the side of the main entrance in front of the hall, from bottom to top, flashed a glimmer of light, and then increased to seven or eight rays of light. In the air above the ancestral hall, a formation composed of runes faintly appeared.

Seeing that if it continues like this, Han Fenglai's gonghou music will attract all the magic circles of Yanfu, and the people in the dark will finally be unable to sit still.

A chuckle rang out.

"Young Master Han really doesn't give any affection!"

It was a female voice, the tone was soft and warm, and there was a bit of a long tail, just like a hot midsummer night, with a fragrant floral fragrance coming from afar.

A graceful and slender figure slowly condensed and formed in front of Han Fenglai, it was a woman who was obviously dressed elegantly, but she gave people a bright feeling, her hair was knotted and her hair was high, and her demeanor was compelling.

Her age is not visible from her face alone, and her flawless skin is like the most youthful girl, but that kind of style can only be so mellow and moving after years.

Her expression at the moment was a little resentful, like a small girl, blaming her lover for being incomprehensible.

The Konghou in Han Fenglai's arms finally stopped vibrating, and as the sound wave dissipated, the light on the pillars of the Yan family ancestral hall no longer flickered, and the magic circle faded in mid-air.

Even with such a small period of abnormal movement, Yan Mansion was still not alarmed. The direction of the portal to the three courtyards was quiet.

Han Fenglai said lightly: "Putting on this posture to the hall master, I almost thought that I was trying to kill me all." ”

"The slave family was also surprised to see Young Master Han!" Xiang Yao's tone was as gentle as water, if it weren't for such a tense occasion, I am afraid that many people would be drunk with her wine-like style.