With the order of one person, I saw that four of them formed four corners, and every two people were connected to each other, connecting to form a transparent net, and they were covered to the position of Zheng Jia and the three of them.

Looking at the trend, he couldn't dodge, only to see Zheng Jia release the gang qi, forming a flame, which surrounded the three of them and swelled up again, forming a flame enchantment.

This net was covered with the flame barrier, and in an instant it was burned into a puff of green smoke, scattered between heaven and earth.

The five of them settled down and surrounded Zheng Jia like an iron bucket, all of them showed greedy expressions, and looked at the necklace under Si Jingyi's neck.

The current situation is obviously not optimistic, looking left and right can not repel these people, Zheng Jia seemed to suddenly remember something, and immediately took out the Gan Le flute that Uncle Gan gave him before, and blew it without hesitation.

Before the sound could be heard, one of the men with a big waist and a round bald head rushed up and tried to snatch Gan Le Di.

Zheng Jia was a spirit, rushed into the air, and quickly dodged, but did not avoid the second person.

This is only more than ten breaths of time, Zheng Jia and the three of them were captured, don't look at these five people smug, but they don't know what will happen to them in the future.

The person who had grabbed Si Xu's assassin-like costume walked up to Si Jing, half-crouched down, grabbed his hair with one hand, and grabbed the Nashi he hung under his neck with the other, and pulled it down.

After getting the things, this person was not ambiguous, released the vitality into it, took out the items inside, there was a red belly pocket rattle, ate the remaining half of the rock sugar gourd, and melted half of the deformed sugar painting.

"No, it's all a mess!"

The more I dig inside, the more strange things become, this person is so hung and vomits blood, and he has worked hard to chase after him, is it possible that it is for these few broken things?

Finally took out all the things inside, but he didn't find the hundred-step heart he wanted, the assassin-like man stood up angrily, kicked Si Jingyi's face, and kicked him three or four teeth in an instant, and everyone was kicked away.

"Fuck you, where the hell are you hiding your hundred-step heart! Say, tell Lao Tzu! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill you now!"

This person was so angry that he wanted to clean up Si Jingyi's whole body and find the so-called hundred-step heart.

Even if he was captured alive, he was not honest, "It's just you? You deserve to have a hundred steps? Dream about you!"

Zheng Jia just silently looked at the situation over there, and under some interrogation, he didn't get a word of useful information, looking at the angry appearance of these five people, he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

However, this assassin-like person doesn't seem to have much patience to wait any longer, "Since you can't get the opening method of a hundred steps from your mouth, at least it's a good credit to get a hundred steps heart!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled out a nine-ring machete and was about to open the knife.

It was after squirting a sip of liquor on the blade that somehow, after the machete made a crisp sound, it bounced out for no reason.

This scene surprised everyone, and Zheng Jia, who was on the side, was snickering, but was caught by the man with a big waist and a round bald head, and was grabbed by his hair, "Boy, were you laughing just now?

Zheng Jia changed from the original snickering smile to a cruel smile, "Take a good look, who is it, death is coming!"

Hearing this, the big bald head let go of Zheng Jia's head fiercely, stood up and shifted his gaze to the sky, and at a glance, there were really three people in the sky.

The one on the left is short, but it can be felt from his momentum that he is also a six-fold mountain powerhouse, and the one on the right is a woman, about forty or fifty years old, but she still has charm, with black hair and smooth skin, she doesn't look like a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties.

And the middle one, with a straight figure, one hand behind him, although he is blind in one eye, but the other eye is always emitting a pale red halo, with a serious face, the whole person looks majestic and towering, not angry and arrogant.

After a preliminary assessment of this person's strength, not to mention the power of the Seven Mountains, he was slowly coming down from mid-air, and the coercion emanating from him was gradually spreading to the eight people on the ground.

As soon as this coercion was put down, as long as Si Jingyi felt that the air seemed to be emptied, he inhaled vigorously, but he couldn't breathe.

"Who played the flute just now?" the man in the middle asked faintly, then looked at the people around him.

Seeing that this person's strength was above everyone, this big bald head with a big waist and round waist couldn't help but show a flattering smile on his face, and thought that he was here to seek revenge, so he immediately bowed his waist and nodded his head again and again, "If you go back to your lordship, it's him, it's him, it's him." ”

The man still said lightly, "Let him go." ”

"Huh?"

As soon as these words were spoken, as soon as the big bald head said "ah", the powerhouse of the Seven Mountains glared at him, and then waved his big hand, and before he hit the big bald head, it was like knocking him to the ground.

The big bald head was in pain, so he naturally didn't dare to offend, so he walked to Zheng Jia's side and tied him up.

As soon as Zheng Jia regained his free body, he clenched his fists and said to the one-eyed Qizhongshan: "Thank you seniors for your help today, but the juniors still want to ask you for one more thing, these two are my best friends, seniors......"

Before Zheng Jia could finish speaking, the old-timer answered, "It's not a problem, you guys, let them go!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was dumbfounded, saying that if Zheng Jia and Zuo Luo were released, it would be forgivable, but if Si Jingyi was let go...... No, that is absolutely unacceptable.

The assassin-like man quit, "Why do you want us to let everyone go?

Just as he said this, this person only felt that his throat was sweet and his chest was hot, and he was knocked out more than ten meters away, fell to the ground, and wanted to stand up, but found that his body seemed to be pressed by a thousand pounds of boulders.

"How old is it? The old man will tell you how old you are!"

As he was talking, he saw the old man take out a thin needle from the Nashi and shoot it into his seal hall.

"Three-element shape, five-zhang soul, the puppet who pulls the string welcomes the words, Taishang Laojun, anxious as a law!"

After reciting a mantra, the old man said, "Kneel down and kowtow!"

And the person who was pricked by the needle in the Zhongyin Hall really did so, kneeling down on his knees and kowtowing repeatedly.

This kowtow is not a kowtow twice, as long as the old-timer has nothing to say, he will keep kowtowing until he dies.

Zheng Jia was amazed by this scene, and it could be said that he had seen this kind of strange thing for the first time in his life.

This scene also made the rest of the people see it, knowing that this person was really not easy to mess with, but Si Jingyi really couldn't let it go, so he had to move his own forces out.

"Old-timer, old-timer, raise your noble hand, don't be embarrassed anymore, our Ju clan really has a task in our body, we can't let this person go, you can do it when you are old, let us have a small way to live......"

Hearing that the other party was talking about a person from the Ju clan, the old man was obviously stunned, and he couldn't say anything for a while, so he had to say "stop" to the assassin-like person who was kowtowing first, and then he stopped.

The faces of the two people who came with them also changed, obviously knowing that each other's origins were not small, but they looked at Zheng Jia.

"Boy, this flute, you really played it?

The two of them asked in unison, and they really couldn't believe that the disciple of Wen Rentong's predecessor would achieve such a high degree of achievement at such a young age.

In order to show his identity, he took out his identity card, and then took out Gan Le Di and "Bloodletting Needle Method", "As you think, my master is Wen Rentong, and I have also rescued Master Gan, both of which were given to me by his old man." ”

Seeing Gan Ledi and "Bloodletting Needle Method", the two were willing to believe that they didn't make the oolong, but these words were also heard by the rest of the people.

Knowing that Zheng Jia's identity and background were so terrifying, they all couldn't help but gasp, and one of them untied the rope tied to Zuo Luoge's body and gave him his freedom, but he still didn't mean to let Si Jingyi go.

This is a bit difficult, on the one hand, it is the closed disciple of Wenrentong's predecessors and the life-saving benefactor of the divine doctor Gan's predecessors, and on the other hand, it is one of the four major forces in the inner periphery, which side to preference, it is a difficult topic to choose.

After Zheng Jia recovered the three items, he looked at the person who looked like an assassin with a bleeding head, "Who is that, how about we make a bet?" With Si Jingyi as a bet, I won, let's go together, I lose, let's do whatever you want, how about it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the old-timers were even less at ease, these two families would fight, there must be an injury, and it would be difficult to explain which one, not to mention, Wen Ren was entangled, whether in terms of age or strength, he was weaker than that person, if he really compared, it is estimated that the loss will not be so little.

But just when I wanted to step forward to stop it, after thinking about it, this was indeed a way, "As long as there are no casualties on both sides, it's okay, if something really happens, I, who have the strength of the Seven Mountains, can easily deal with it." ”

With their minds set up, let them compare and start taking a few steps back to make way for them.

The two people who came over personally stepped forward to untie Si Jingyi and firmly grasped him to ensure that there would be no accidents such as snatching people in the end.

This assassin-like person saw that he was superior to the other party in all aspects, so he naturally agreed, "In the lower dwelling, the Sixfold Mountain Ice Pass level forty-four stages, please advise." ”

This sentence is obvious, that is, first, to find out the strength level of the other party, and secondly, to put pressure on the other party.

"In the lower Wenren entanglement, the five-fold mountain, the gold level, the eleventh section. ”

Zheng Jia once again estimated his strength, and he had unconsciously grown into four stages, which was like a drizzle for him, which was negligible.

The rest of the people also stood on both sides, giving Ju Wushuang and Zheng Jia their debut, stipulating that it was a whole mountain bag, and if they left here, even if they lost, even if they lost their ability to fight, they would lose.

Seeing that the other party's strength was far inferior to his own, Ju Wushuang was still a little relaxed, but he also knew that since the other party dared to say such a way, coupled with the identity of Wen Rentong's closed disciple, he was definitely not an ordinary person, so naturally he couldn't fight with the other party according to the thoughts of ordinary people.

With the sound of the old-timers opening the door, the two immediately attacked each other, at first it was just a small fight, and they didn't use weapons, one punch to one punch, one kick to kick and one kick, all of them fought evenly together.

Strictly speaking, it's not just up and down, at least every time the two collide, Zheng Jia seems to be a little bit struggling every time, and it seems that the degree of attack is not high.

Ju Wushuang is facing such a small score, naturally he will not underestimate the enemy, and every point of vitality is used just right, and there is no waste at all.

The two of them hit each other in the air from the ground to the air, and from the air to the sky, intertwining with each other in the air like a lightning bolt, and if it were at night, the route of their attacks and actions would be more visible.

Between each collision, a small ripple of energy would be emitted from it, spreading out to all sides, but what Ju Wushuang didn't understand was that, according to common sense, the five-fold mountain was much inferior to the six-fold mountain in all aspects.

Just as he was distracted and thinking about this, Ju Wushuang felt a tingling pain in his chest, followed by his body falling down, which was obviously a punch in the chest.

However, Ju Wushuang quickly stabilized his body, "Sure enough, the old disciples of the old people can't be treated in the way of ordinary people, it's really too abnormal." ”

muttered in his heart, only to see Zheng Jiake attack, Ju Wushuang gathered his vitality in his fist without saying a word, blocking the front of the word.

There was a ripple of energy from one attack and one defense, and Ju Wushuang was even more surprised this time that the opponent's flying fist was able to directly break his own enchantment.

I don't know if the opponent's attack is too high or my defense is too weak, after the barrier was broken, I punched my face again, and it was also at this moment that the upper and lower winds were separated.

With a bang, a huge pit appeared in the corner of the mountain bag, and a thick gray smoke filled the hole, and a figure could be faintly seen in the gray smoke, slowly walking out.

With each step the figure took, it was able to make a crunch of metal colliding, and gradually, its figure was revealed in front of everyone's eyes.

It's unique.

It's just that the current Ju Wushuang is no longer the one he was dressed up in just now, and he obviously wears a battle armor, which is all over black, protecting every corner of his body well, and it can also be seen how eager he is for victory in this battle.

Zheng Jia also fell to the ground, "Protective gear, since you like to protect yourself so well, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" After finishing speaking, he took out a pair of sharp claws and put them on himself.

Seeing that the other party took out a weapon, Ju Wushuang naturally would not lag behind, so he took out a shorter Mitsubishi knife from Nashi.

Although this Mitsubishi knife is short, the sharpness of the blade is not weaker than that of the blood-drinking sword, but if it touches something, it can be cut, and no matter how bad it is, it is no problem to make a cut.

The two of them were about forty or fifty meters apart, and no one let anyone hit them, and the claws collided with the Mitsubishi knife, and soon a burst of sparks was drawn, making a sharp and piercing sound.

The two of them passed by, but nothing happened, but the boulders around them were cut in half and several pieces one by one.

In this simple confrontation, it was impossible to see who won and who lost, but both of them felt that their wrists were numb, and they were a little unable to exert their strength for a while.

In addition to Martianzi, Zheng Jia also left a cut on Ju Wushuang's arm, fortunately the other party was protected by a battle armor, otherwise this arm would have been divided into four pieces.

At the same time, there was also a sharp pain between Zheng Jia's left ribs, and the blood suddenly stained his clothes red, and the pain made him know that this was inadvertently put on the other party's side.

But it doesn't matter much, the wound is not deep, it's just that the knife is a little faster, the vitality is circulating rapidly in the body, and the wound is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, which is only a few blinks of an eye, and it has recovered as before.

The armor was damaged, and Ju Wushuang quickly repaired it with his vitality, but he was a little worried that the other party was actually fine after being hit by the Mitsubishi sword, and attacked like a full state person.

The duel between the claw and the Mitsubishi knife kicked off again, and every collision would send out a burst of sparks, and I don't know whose weapon was sharper, and there was no subtle difference at all for a while.

The current Ju Wushuang only ensures that he is conservative enough to play, because it takes vitality to maintain the battle armor, vitality to use moves, and vitality to move and defense, but Zheng Jia's offensive has never weakened, and he wants to rely on this method to consume Zheng Jia's vitality first.

But what he didn't expect was that this offensive was a few sticks of incense in a row, and he never stopped, and Ju Wushuang also tried to defend several times, but found that he was more and more caught in the vicious circle of defense and couldn't extricate himself.

Zheng Jia then kicked the opponent's chest, ejecting himself into the distance, and after a somersault, he then swung out several slashes in the air.

At the same time, Ju Wushuang also took this opportunity to roll back a few times out of Zheng Jia's attack range and dodge a few slashes.

Now that the opponent has taken the initiative to get out of the defensive circle, it is incumbent on Ju Wushuang to change the corner.

"Dark clone!"

With a low shout, I saw Ju Wushuang change from one to two, from two to four, from four to eight, and attack towards Zheng Jia.

But all seven people who were separated were all black, as if they had faded, giving people the impression of coming out of a pile of charcoal.

However, the speed of these people is very fast, and it is only four or five blinks of an eye, and they are completely surrounded by seven clones, and they want to break out, but they don't know how to get out.

Zheng Jia landed, and these people also landed, while Ju Wushuang was in mid-air, preparing something.