Accompanied by the sound, a cold wind blew, and Ximen Jing couldn't help but feel excited, this voice sounded very familiar. But it was by no means Old Man Zhou's loud voice, and it was not Old Man Zhao's majestic and gentle voice, which he seemed to have heard from somewhere.

With a hard support of his arm, Ximen Jing suddenly jumped out of the mountain stream, and before his toes hit the ground, the straight knife was drawn in his hand, and at the same time, his left hand secretly controlled five bone attachment needles to be ready to attack at any time.

Under the hazy moonlight, there were two old men, the night wind blew the sleeves of their robes and their beards fluttered, like two immortals who were Feng Xuan and resisted the wind. Ximen Jing couldn't help but slander, two in the morning, and two in the evening, is the specialty of this mountain an old man?

The two old men are very high-profile, both wearing dark Hanfu with wide robes and large sleeves, silk around their waists, straight feet on their heads, and cloud socks and shoes under their feet, like actors on the stage, this is the rhythm of the play?

An old man was missing an arm, and Ximen Jing recognized him, it was Yang Zhong, the head of the Earth Immortal Sect. The other long beard fluttered on his chest, looking up at the sky, and he didn't even glance at Ximen Jing.

Needless to say, the two of them are definitely not here to enjoy the snow and the moon. At this moment, I can't run away, there is a mountain stream behind me, and there is no way back. Ximen Jing slowly absorbed the aura in the night sky, and slowly instilled the aura in his body into the straight knife in his hand.

Last time on the island, the straight knife has recognized the master, although the sword spirit has not woken up at this moment, but this hundred battle blade felt the master's battle will, and also made a buzzing sound, as if it was the cry of a warrior on the battlefield, with the Ximen Jing's battle intent urging, the buzzing sound became more and more vigorous, faintly like a cicada.

The enemy's eyes were very red when they met, Yang Zhong pointed at Ximen Jing with one arm, and said angrily: "Shaft, look where you can escape today, and you won't be arrested yet!"

Ximen Jing sneered: "Do you want me to wash my neck?"

At this moment, a person came out of the woods, it was the little hot girl who went and returned, she was carrying a bundle of ropes, and saw Ximen Jing talking to the two old men from a distance, and immediately became angry, threw the rope to the ground, and came over panting: "Ximen Jing, you are not dead, why don't you talk about it, the bad master will go back and get the rope to save you, big bastard!"

At this time, what are you fooling in, Ximen Jing hurriedly glanced at her and asked her not to come.

Maybe Ximen Jing's eyes were too rich in connotation, this sister misunderstood, and screamed: "You, you stinky rascal, you dare to tease the master!"

The two old men looked at each other, and the little hot girl ran to Ximen Jing, pointed to the pregnant spirit fairy zhi exposed on his chest and said: "Old soil, scum, what era, and send flowers, don't think that two wildflowers can ......"

Ximen Jing had a headache, the enemy is current, where is there a kung fu and her quarrel, he stepped forward, blocked the little hot girl behind him, stared at the two old men, full of aura to prevent the other party from suddenly attacking, and at the same time lowered his voice and said to her: "There is snow under the mountain stream, you can't hurt if you jump down, run!"

Two shiny silver pistols came out from behind their backs, and the muzzles of the guns were pointed at the two old men. The little hot girl sighed and said, "Fool, I'm here to save you, let's count one yard at a time, you saved my grandfather, I can't see death without saving you." ”

What the long-bearded old man does, Ximen Jing doesn't know, but he knows that Yang Zhong is ruthless and vicious, and presumably the long-bearded old man is not a good stubble. The two guns of the little hot girl are more than enough to deal with ordinary people, and against these two, it may be a dish.

"Big brother, help me press the formation. Before the words fell, Yang Zhong seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, more than ten meters away, and suddenly came to the front, and the long-sleeved agitation was like a black dragon, and went straight to Ximen Jing's neck and entwined it.

Bang, bang, two gunshots tore apart the quiet night, the dazzling muzzle flame had not yet dissipated, Yang Zhong's figure stopped five steps away, he stroked his chest with one hand, and his long-sleeved dead snake hung on the ground like a dead snake, his face was pale, and he took a few steps back, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, staring at the little hot girl behind Ximen Jing in a daze.

Maybe it was the first time to shoot at a living person, and the little hottie's teeth were chattering: "I, I'm self-defense, don't ......" Before she finished speaking, she bent down and vomited all the food she had eaten tonight.

Ximen Jing squinted and saw that the sweet potato was still yellow.

Two swarthy holes appeared on the chest of Yang Zhong's clothes, and there was still a little spark at the entrance of the cave. Ximen Jing saw it clearly, and secretly picked his thumb, these two shots were really accurate, hitting the heart, but the problem is, this old guy is not like an unbeaten!

Yang Zhong, who was five steps away, did not fall down like an ordinary person who was shot, and he didn't even shed blood. In the blink of an eye, he patted the ashes on his chest and sneered: "You are mortal ...... old man"

Suddenly, a bright light pierced the sky like lightning, instantly illuminating the forest. Ximen Jing moved, stepped forward, and slashed down with a knife.

Yang Zhong's words were only half said, the blade reached his body, and the cold surface was so frightened that he swallowed the second half of his words back. If it was an ordinary blade, he had snake armor on his body and was not afraid, but after passing a station on a desert island, he was already afraid of the straight knife in Ximen Jing's hand, even if it was not a knife gang, he subconsciously dodged backwards.

Ximen Jing has a slight upper hand, the knife in his hand is as fast as a knife, and the knife does not leave the enemy's throat, front heart, lower yin and other vital points, and strives to defeat the enemy to death with one sword.

Yang Zhong lost the opportunity, and for a while he was forced by a junior to be in a hurry, and he was suddenly ashamed and angry, and in a hurry, he saw the opportunity and suddenly threw out a talisman seal, wanting to take this opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

Ximen Jing's eagerness to attack, suddenly saw Yang Zhong's palm flip and hit a piece of something, his heart was shocked, it was too late to dodge, so he had to retract the knife momentum and use the blade to pry up.

I only heard a soft pop, and a yellow-green flame ignited on the straight knife, as if pouring oil on water.

Ximen Jing was so frightened that the knife in his hand slowed down, and Yang Zhong took this opportunity to finally regain his disadvantage, waving his big sleeves, his palms were like eagle claws, and he launched a fierce offensive.

Ximen Jing has not been practicing martial arts for a long time, and he is not a loyal opponent who has been immersed in martial arts all the year round. To make matters worse, the flame was not only not extinguished on the straight blade, but showed signs of going up the blade. When the blade danced, the flames whirred, and from a distance, it looked like Nezha had stepped on Hot Wheels.

At this moment, bang, bang, bang, three more gunshots, the little hot girl who finished reciting the menu raised the gun in her hand and fired it at Yang Zhong, who was attacking frantically.

Rao is Yang Zhong is wearing snake armor, not afraid of bullet penetration, but the huge impact is like a heavy punch on the body. It's like being shot in body armor, one or two shots are fine, and you are injured after being hit too much, and even your internal organs are cracked and you die of hemorrhage.

As soon as he was distracted, Yang Zhong was burned by the flames on Ximen Jing's straight knife, and his face was black. He was just about to put out the fire, and his sleeves were burned again, which was a beautiful sight, like a fire god dancing in the wilderness.

Yang Zhongqi's face turned green, and he immediately ignored his face and shouted: "Big brother help me!"