Outside, the long-faced man said in a loud voice: "Have you thought about it? Do you still want to be a turtle with a shrunken head? Let me tell you, Lao Tzu's patience is also limited! I count to three, if you don't come out, Lao Tzu will chop him into two pieces with a knife! One, two, three! Uh......

As soon as he finished counting the three words, his body suddenly froze, his eyes bulged, he threw away the youth and the dagger, covered his throat with both hands, blood oozed from his fingers, ho ho twice, and slowly fell back!

The congregants next to him shouted, "Master of the Horse Altar, Master of the Horse Altar!" but they squatted lower, and no one dared to step forward to help them.

It turned out that when the long-faced man counted to three, his right hand was raised high, and he was about to chop it down with a knife, but he accidentally exposed a little gap and was shot in the throat by the longbow brothers in the house.

This horse altar master is a fifth-order intermediate soul sect, even if he is placed in the army, he can be called the number one person, and his cultivation is really not low, why can't he dodge a cold arrow?

In fact, this is not an ordinary arrow, but the fusion skill of the Longbow brothers, "Soul Chasing and Killing Shadowless Arrow", which requires the two of them to work together and use the magic bow at the same time to send it.

This arrow is transformed by soul power, and there is no sound when it is issued, leaving no trace after being hit.

The longbow brothers, Zhang Changyu and Zhang Changjian, are both fifth-order primary soul sects, and with the strength of one person alone, they can't send such a lethal arrow, so naturally they can't have the deterrent effect of killing with one blow. However, this kind of fusion technique, the Longbow brothers can only use it twice in a day, and if they use it too much, they will be counterattacked.

At this time, the two of them sat down on the ground, their hands and limbs sore, and their whole body trembled. In order to snipe the enemy, the two of them have used the fusion technique six times in this day.

Someone in the encirclement shouted: "The people inside can't hold out for long, everyone will release poisoned arrows together and shoot that dog officer to death!"

Others said: "We still have three captives, so let's just kill them all together to avenge the lord of the horse altar!"

More people are swearing and swearing.

Gong Luoluo sneered: "This gang of bandits screams fiercely, but they don't dare to act if they don't practice, they are as cowardly as mice!"

Yun Tianjia shook his head and said, "They are not cowardly, they are aware of current affairs. And since they have released wolf smoke, they are naturally waiting for someone with more status to control the scene. ”

As he was talking, the people surrounding him suddenly made a commotion, and some said, "The chief helper is here!" and some said, "Oh! It's the leader of the Five Senses!" Morale was high for a while.

Yun Tianjia followed the prestige, and sure enough, there was a fat monk, who brought a few people over with a smile, and scolded as he walked: "A group of waste! More than 300 people ambushed 50 people, and they actually fought for four or five days!"

The monk walked happily, and a gang in front of him was lying on the ruins of the ruined wall, too late to dodge, just blocking his way, he raised his foot and kicked the gang more than three meters away, and hit his head on the stone, which was dripping with blood.

The big monk didn't care, and continued to scold: "Bastard, why don't you dig a hole and burrow into the ground? Hide tightly! But let you kill a county guard, this little thing can't be done! What's the use of raising you!"

In the encirclement, a thin man answered: "Monk Gang Master, you don't like to hear what your little brother says. The brothers also stayed here for more than ten days, and there was no merit and hard work. What's more, although we didn't kill Wang Yuting, at least we didn't let him run away. ”

When the fat monk saw the little man, his expression changed slightly, and he said, "It turned out to be Brother Jiang of the Death Gate, offended and offended." I didn't mean you just now, but I said that my gang of disciples and grandchildren are too unsuccessful!"

The little man Jiang coughed embarrassedly twice and said, "The little brother is incompetent, let the monk gang leader laugh! In the current situation, without the monk gang leader's action, I'm afraid it won't work." ”

Just now, the fat monk scolded his subordinates, and Jiang Xiangu, who was the "door of death", also scolded him. Jiang Xiangu was unhappy in his heart, but his martial arts and status were not as good as him, and it was not good to tear his face on the spot, but fortunately, the two of them taught the same thing but did not have different doors, he did not save face for himself, and he did not need to be wronged in vain, so he immediately said that he would stay out of the matter and stand by.

How could the fat monk not hear his dissatisfaction? He said with a smile: "Brother Jiang is angry! Brother, I am also in a hurry. We originally arranged a plan to encircle the point and send reinforcements, a group of people pretended to attack the city of Hanyuan County, and a group of people ambushed Wang Yuting, and after killing Wang Yuting, they joined forces again, pretending to be Wang Yuting's name, and deceived Hanyuan County. Mr. Fu, the master of your gate, was worried about the long nights and dreams, so while asking me to take a look, he dispatched people to attack the city regardless of it.

This attack on the county town is not fun, and I don't know how many brothers will die. I came here non-stop, and I actually saw you sending wolf smoke for help, it was really ...... I really hate iron and steel, and I'm mad!"

Jiang Xiangu laughed dryly twice, speechless.

Yun Tianjia could see clearly that this fat monk was the monk Jiujie who escaped in his hands three years ago, and he didn't expect to meet him here. Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, thinking of the various evil deeds of Seng Jiujie back then, and then contacting what he said, the ins and outs of the matter are already very clear. At that moment, the two fists clenched fiercely, and the green tendons on the arms were like dragon pillars, beating slightly.

Gong Luoluo said: "Do you know him?"

Yun Tianjia said: "He is the monk and nine precepts of the five evil houses." On both hands, I don't know how many lives have been killed. We can't let him go today! There are so many of them, you go over there and stop him, and I'll take advantage of the opportunity here. ”

Gong Luoluo nodded, looked at the direction, and quietly lurked on the way to Seng Jiujie, expecting that he would be assassinated, and in a hurry, he would definitely flee back and forth.

Monk Jiujie observed the scene for a while, and instructed his disciples: "What is the use of leaving these four captives behind? Kill them all! Lao Tzu is just hungry, kill them and let them drink some blood!"

Several disciples pulled up the rope and dragged back the remaining three captives.

These three captives, one is Wang Yuting's beloved concubine, with a plump figure and a very good look, so she was also tortured the worst, not to mention being seriously injured, but also being **, now that the weather is getting colder, her upper body is only covered with a profane dress that has torn a few big holes, and most of her skin is exposed, which is almost equivalent to not wearing it;

The other is Wang Yuting's eldest son, thirteen years old, seventeenth-level soul warrior, white and fat, very smart, he has not suffered much since he was a child, and the four days he was captured were no different from hell to him;

The last one is Wang Yuting's master, who is not confused when he is old, thin and weak, and his appearance is not amazing, but he is Wang Yuting's most powerful deputy, who has been by his side for more than ten years, and has long been dependent.

Coupled with the young man who was almost killed earlier, the identities of the four are enough to show that these disciples have a purpose in capturing the captives, just to break through Wang Yuting's psychological defense.

Monk Jiujie roughly pinched Wang Yuting's concubine's chest, and there was a hint of lewdness in his eyes, but when he saw the woman's blue nose and swollen face, he suddenly lost interest, and instead grabbed the boy's hair, lifted it, and said, "The blood of a pure yang child, I haven't tasted it for a few days!" opened his mouth and bit the boy's neck.