Not to mention the reunion of the brothers and sisters who were drinking and chatting after a long absence, now on this small hill outside the city, Gongsun Huan, who was stabbed by the gray-clothed monster, already has the idea of fighting to the death.

As a way to be able to develop all kinds of strange elixirs, including parasitic worries, it is absolutely impossible to do it without a strong and calm enough heart.

Gongsun Huan on weekdays is indeed a character known for his calmness and wisdom, but unfortunately, Shangguan Shaoqin's backstab came too suddenly and violently, shattering his self-esteem and pride.

For a moment, Gongsun Huan even had the idea of killing Shangguan Shaoqin immediately and fighting the other party to the death.

But soon, after a big battle, as a burden in the practical sense, Gongsun Huan was forced to calm down, no matter how much anger and hatred he wanted to vent, survival was the first priority, if he died here, then these would all become jokes.

"Let's go."

Gongsun Huan, who had regained his composure, said indifferently, even though he was in a dusty mess, his eyes were still full of absolute confidence that belonged to a genius like him.

"Have you finally calmed down?" The corners of the Thousand Faces Dharma King's mouth were slightly raised: "Since this is the case, then let's go!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the Thousand Faces Dharma King changed his previous restraints, and he let out a loud shout and flew into the air, falling into the crowd like a roc with wings, and his true qi turned into a streamer of light when he raised his hand, and those assassins with white veils became headless corpses in an instant.

The gray-clothed stranger's expression gradually became serious, once a strong person like the Thousand Faces Dharma King found the position to exert his combat power to the fullest, the threat he could cause was visible to the naked eye.

The rivers and lakes have been disturbed for decades, and there have been only a few masters of this level of the Thousand Faces Dharma King from beginning to end, and these monsters at the top of the martial arts pyramid are not easy to say about each other's strength or weakness, but if they want to deal with other people below them, it is definitely a breeze.

It's a pity that although the gray-clothed monster is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, in the face of the serious Thousand Faces Dharma King, he has only one way to avoid his edge.

"Want to go?!"

The Thousand-Faced Dharma King sneered, stepped on his feet, and the whole person flew away, three or five zhang away, and he was close to him in the blink of an eye, and the iron palm that poked out turned into an afterimage full of ghostly light, and slapped straight towards the head of the gray-clothed stranger.

Gongsun Huan was broken by the other party before, so that he had to protect the fool while facing the enemy, and the Thousand Faces King who couldn't concentrate was very tricked by this gray-clothed stranger, and he remembered this account.

Now that Gongsun Huan has regained his senses, the Thousand Faces Dharma King can finally free his hands to dispose of this guy, he slapped it with one palm, and was picked up by the gray-clothed strange man.

"I can't help myself." The Thousand Faces Dharma King snorted coldly, his eyes were full of disdain, and in an instant, the light in his palm shone brightly, and the sudden increase in pressure made the gray-clothed strange man vomit blood in just a moment, and the figure immediately flew out upside down under the collision of light.

"With this little ability, who gave you the guts to be presumptuous in front of this seat." Seeing that the other party had fallen into such a fate, the Thousand Faces Dharma King couldn't help laughing, a bit of hideous killing intent flashed in his eyes, and with a ball of true qi in his hand, he slowly stepped forward to prepare to completely kill the other party.

The gray-clothed strange man barely got up from the ground with his hand broken in two pieces of Soul Waiver as a support, and while coughing up blood, he sighed with emotion: "It is worthy of being the guardian of the Xuantian Sect, this kind of skill is far beyond the reach of the subordinates. ”

"You're self-aware."

The Thousand Faces Dharma King raised his palm slightly, and lowered his eyes to look at the gray-clothed stranger: "If you can die in the hands of this seat, your life is worth it, go on the road." ”

After that, he was about to slap it with one palm, but at this moment of lightning, the palm of the Thousand-Faced Dharma King waved off halfway but suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he turned back sharply at this moment, only to see the night breeze in the distance, and a lone shadow was looking up at the moon.

"Anyone else?"

The Thousand Faces Dharma King looked at the figure standing a few steps away from Gongsun Huan, and his heart suddenly sank slightly, he didn't expect that there would be someone who could approach silently under his nose.

Gongsun Huan obviously didn't react, he raised his hand and prepared to resist, but saw a sharp sword poking out from under the opponent's black robe, and it fell on his throat in an instant.

This person is wearing a wide black robe, and his slightly hanging head is also covered by the hood, and he can only see a few clues from the other party's too slender arm, this person seems to be a woman?

Seeing that Gongsun Huan was restrained, the Thousand Faces Dharma King cursed in his heart, but he was not stunned in vain, almost at the same time, he immediately turned his palm into a claw and stuck the neck of the gray-clothed stranger.

"The East Palace is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this time this seat has been planted, I will return the dog slave to you, and you will also let him go, let's say goodbye, save the Jinyi Wei from picking up cheap, how about it?"

The Thousand Faces King was subdued, but he also used his claws as hard as iron to warn the other party not to play any tricks on him.

The black-robed man didn't respond immediately, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, listening to the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer in his ears, the face of the Thousand Faces Dharma King became more and more ugly.

Finally, when the distant fire was reflected in his eyes, the Thousand Faces Dharma King couldn't hold his breath: "Release people!" Otherwise—I'll kill you all!" ”

The fierce threat of the Thousand Faces Dharma King finally made the black-robed man move, only to see her face raised slightly, and what was hidden under the darkness of the hood was actually a mask.

Gongsun Huan and the Thousand Faces Dharma King were both stunned, because the mask on the face of the black-robed man was exactly the same as them, this was the iconic miserable white smiling face mask of the "Thousand Faced Dharma King" belonging to the Xuantian Sect.

After Gongsun Huan was stunned for a moment, an unparalleled sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart, and the mask full of mockery was reflected in his dull eyes.

"Y-??!"

Poof!

Before Gongsun Huan's words fell, he felt a whirlwind of the world, and a familiar headless corpse appeared in his sight, which was his body.

The black-robed man actually ignored the warning of the Thousand Faces Dharma King and the life and death of the gray-clothed monster, and cut off Gongsun Huan's head in the blink of an eye with a lightning sword.

"You ——!!"

The Thousand Faces Dharma King was also extremely angry, and under the anger, he exerted force with his arm, causing the gray-clothed strange man who was caught to roll his eyes and faint to death.

He didn't kill him, it wasn't the kindness of a woman, but he was afraid, and when Gongsun Huan guessed the identity of the person in front of him, he also guessed it.

The mask that belonged to the Thousand Faces Dharma King was not difficult to make, but in these simple strokes, there was a unique technique hidden in it, so he could recognize that the mask worn by the black-robed man in front of him was undoubtedly from him.

This kind of mask is easy to make, but it is not easy to preserve, so even if the people on the rivers and lakes get it, it is impossible to keep it for too long, so the mask of this person in front of him must be a gift from the King of Thousand Faces himself.

"Your Highness.!"