The look on the person who came was dark, and the kindness that he had been so kind before had long since dissipated.

There was a rustle behind him.

Immediately, several figures appeared around the comer at the same time, with different shapes, but they were all staring at the turban man with great anger.

"Hmph, I don't know what kind of ravine it crawled out of, the tone is so arrogant, it's how about the state at every turn, what are you counting, I'm afraid it won't make people laugh out of their big teeth when you say it!"

The voice came from behind the person, and in the dark jungle, it was only clear that it was a burly man, who didn't know anything about his appearance, but listening to his deep voice, he should be a martial artist.

The man in the turban and Xiao Hao beside him did not speak.

Junyi Gongzi also shook the folding fan in his hand lightly, looking indifferent, not so nervous at all because he was in danger, or rather, he didn't take these Luzhou Jianghu people in his eyes at all.

The thin man with the double knife pursed his lips and said speechlessly: "Then you are a special brew, anyway, for us, it is nothing more than a return in vain, but what are your intentions, irrelevant but you have to put gold on your face, you Luzhou's own small fights are playing slowly at home, why pull it out and throw this person." ”

The person who came said softly: "Are you looking for death?" ”

The man with the two knives didn't seem to hear clearly, and said in surprise: "What? What did you say? Oh, looking for death?"

Suddenly, the whole person bent down with a smile, and a knife in his hand suddenly fell off, fell to the ground in his hand, and smashed on his feet.

"We are looking for death, I think you are looking for death, right? ”

The person who came did not have the slightest intention of backing down, beckoned slightly, and a figure flew out behind him again, so fast that the dust on the ground had appeared beside the thin man with two knives before it was raised.

A punch fell, and he saw that he was about to touch the thin man's Tianling Gai.

The thin monkey man leaned to one side as usual, and then stood up, walking like flowing water, as if stretching his waist, full of comfort, but the pupils of the man who stretched out his fist shrank.

I didn't think anything before, but now I tested it and found that this person looked extremely thin and weak, and he could blow it away with any wind, but if he really wanted to fight, it wasn't like that at all.

The thin monkey man yawned, his feet shook upward, and the knife that was lying on the ground jumped up, and the entire blade instantly appeared in front of the thin man, just blocking the second punch of the punching man.

Of course, it can't be regarded as a block.

The fist wind wrapped the blade that flew through it and smashed it towards the thin man.

It's just that the thin man's body is so vigorous, seeing the flying big knife coming towards him, his expression is not the slightest panic, and he catches the handle of the knife with his backhand and swept out towards the right of the fist-wielding man, flexible like a monkey.

The fist-swinging man stopped gradually.

Turning around, he found that the thin monkey man had already put away his knife and stood up, with his arms around his chest, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked to look at him.

I was about to throw another punch, but my body stopped.

At this moment, an idea crossed his mind.

This guy is kidding him!

The turban man chuckled, "Stop, although it may be a bit unpleasant to say this, but the situation is very unfavorable for you at this time, and for now, this is the case." ”

"So it's better for you to retreat, we won't blame anything for your inexplicable offense, but to put it mildly, if you insist on staying here, it won't be us who will do it. ”

The visitor frowned slightly, deep in thought.

Obviously, one step ahead, is the swamp.

But what are these random people who are all good at picking out each of them, what are they looking for here, is it the same purpose as them?

Unlikely.

This matter was only known to some alpine sects in Luzhou, and they even pressed it in their hearts and were reluctant to reveal anything, and they secretly searched for it to completely abolish this hidden danger.

It is impossible for people from other states to meddle in it, and even those mountain sects in other states have no reason to run so far just to insert such a low-end approach in the middle.

The next moment.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

Countless dust poured up.

The original pure sky of the entire mountain forest was buried in dust and mist.

The turban man and his party subconsciously looked at the position that Xiao Hao said before.

There, it was the place where those immortal cultivators on the mountain wanted to take the lead but strangely disappeared.

"Is there a result?" the turban man looked at Xiao Hao.

The latter nodded, sniffed on the ground, and suddenly his whole body flew upside down as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

The handsome man withdrew the folding fan and made a loud noise.

In an instant, the figure disappeared in place, leaving only the lingering sound.

The next moment, he appeared behind Xiao Hao and held it up gently.

At the moment when he touched Xiao Hao's figure, the handsome man frowned, his hand changed and he patted it gently, and Xiao Hao's figure rushed out in reverse.

Seeing this, the thin monkey man laughed, did not draw his knife, and waved his hand ahead at will, and the strong wind whistled out, holding up the dizzy Xiao Hao, which stopped the latter's figure.

Xiao Hao was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, looked in that direction with a shocked face, and didn't say anything for a while.

The turban man asked, "What happened?"

Xiao Hao swallowed his saliva, couldn't believe it, and even felt a little stunned: "This feeling, impossible, impossible." ”

Everyone frowned.

And the people behind him were even more puzzled, this person was just probing, why did he react like this.

The eyes of the visitors fell into the distance, and they only felt that their scalp was numb and their hairs were standing up.

This feeling is more like a waterfall pouring down from the nine heavens, and the terrifying waves that wash it up are enough to crush everything into ruins.

Haohao soup soup, boundless, thousands of weather.

However, there was nothing in sight.

Only the dust and mist that permeated the sky were washed away again and again, and they converged again and again, and the vision was eternal, and almost everyone located in the southeast of Luzhou could see this treacherous scene.

What's going on here?

Xiao Hao settled down, looked at the curious people, and said: "In that direction, the sky is like a hole, and the mighty aura falls vertically from it, the strange thing is that the heaven and the earth, there is no aura at all, it is more like being withdrawn to the sky and falling like the world without restraint, this kind of handwriting is not made by ordinary people at all." ”

The man in the turban looked up at the sky: "Or him?"

The majestic aura tide like a waterfall fell from the sky, and the birds and beasts scattered around, all of them smelled the smell of danger.

There are many black shadows in the jungle who are walking away, obviously not wanting to be killed by the pond fish.

And the rough man standing on the side of the formation and the figure of the old man Yu Chlorine did not change at all, the sleeves were agitated like a drum, and the hair was fluttering like a microwave, with an indescribable demeanor.

In front of the two of them, the formation prohibition that they had originally seen seemed to have been cut off by something, and the scene of the world spinning instantly fell back to its original place.

Gathered in the canopy.

Or rather, the aura that retraces because the heaven and earth are hanging upside down is all over the world at this moment.

The formation shattered, the entire mountain range was windless, and the clouds that filled the sky were in an uproar at this moment.

Everyone in the southeast of Luzhou can see this image of rising to the sky when they raise their eyes.

Some ordinary people who were in awe of the legends of ghosts and gods knelt on the ground, thinking that the heavenly gods had descended to the world, praying for peace in this life.

Some of the top figures at the elder level of the sect on the mountain looked up in that direction at the same time, frowning, not knowing why, but the only thing they could feel was the dangerous aura that permeated it.

The rough man said softly, "I'll go first." ”

Before the old man could speak, the rough man's figure turned into a flash of electric light and disappeared.

The next moment.

The rough man came to the dilapidated wooden house.

As far as the eye can see, the indescribable desolation is in stark contrast to the outside world.

Through the dust mist.

I could vaguely see some figures lying on the ground.

Among them, there are also some people who are trembling and vomiting blood, as if they are trying their best to restrain something, and they are extremely painful.

The rough man's face was slightly gloomy, and the long sword in his hand was thrust into the ground.

The surrounding dust and mist turned into clouds and smoke in an instant, and the line of sight returned to broadness, and the wisps of sword qi lingered between heaven and earth.

That's when I saw a place.

There are two figures sitting opposite each other.

A faint light flowed in his hand in front of him, sending spiritual energy in his body towards the white-haired man in front of him, and the white-haired old man seemed to be more seriously ill, coughing non-stop, and even bloodshot could be faintly seen in his palm.

Liu Feng and Li Dangzheng.