Tick, tick.

Blood fell from above.

If Ji Que expected to be correct, someone should be playing tricks on it.

The next moment, with a flick of his finger, the drop of blood from his fingertip popped out.

Because he felt the burning sensation inside, as if there was a fire burning in it.

Without any hesitation, as Ji Que's right hand grasped the Thousand Machine Sword, a cold arrow roared towards the well.

At about the same time, Ji Que's back was attached to the wall of the well, his hands and feet swayed, and he suddenly rushed up like a fish.

At the mouth of the well, I saw the white-faced man before going and returning, holding a hare that had been crushed into pieces, and the blood overflowing from it was dripping down, and his whole palm was also red, and steaming heat came out.

At this moment, a dark shadow struck.

The white-faced man was unmoved, and with a flick of the two fingers of his free left hand, he clamped the cold arrow to his fingertips.

The next moment, only a thud was heard, and the cold arrow burst open, spilling flying lime powder.

The white-faced man hurriedly retreated, and at this time, Ji Que had already drilled out of the wellhead, and raising his foot was a sliding shovel.

As a result, the white-faced man was also very good, as if he had already anticipated the situation, and rushed forward.

So the two of them went up and down, one with a whiteboard on his face and the other with a nine-cylinder, staggered each other, and almost at the same time insidiously made a knee hit.

The white-faced man hit Ji Que's belly, and Ji Que hit the opponent's crotch.

The two of them changed their tactics to defend almost at the same time, so the knees collided with each other and bounced off each other.

After hitting the ground, the two turned around almost at the same time, spilled a handful of lime at almost the same time, and retreated at the same time.

Both of them were shocked, they didn't expect the other party to be so insidious.

Without any hesitation, the two of them coldly spilled a cluster of lime and turned their heads away to dodge.

Immediately afterwards, the white-faced man's palms slapped out, and for a while, the air twisted, forming two majestic palm shadows, rushing towards Ji Que like water with quicklime.

Almost at the same time, a whistling sound of a stick sounded on Ji Que's side.

I saw Ji Que wielding the nunchucks turned into a thousand machine swords, and pulled forward with a whistling wind.

So the gushing quicklime came to a stagnation and pounced in reverse.

The white-faced man's palms suddenly increased their strength, and the green tendons on his hands suddenly surged like snakes, bringing up a more majestic palm strength.

So the gushing quicklime came to a standstill again, and rushed towards Ji Que, who was wielding nunchucks.

And Ji Que wore a nine-cylinder mask on his face, and the nunchucks suddenly turned into three-section sticks, dancing as if they were closed.

So for a while, quicklime was horizontal between the two of them, squeezing, forming various shapes, but they didn't touch the bodies of the two.

But just when the two sides were evenly matched, a whining wind suddenly sounded.

That's the effect of activating the hair dryer!

So the balance was broken in an instant, and a cluster of quicklime rushed towards the white-faced man's door.

The white-faced man instinctively closed his eyes, and the three-section stick that Ji Que was wielding had already slapped over.

The white-faced man crossed his palms, and his arms turned red in an instant, like a red-hot soldering iron.

But Ji Que's three-section stick doesn't care about these, like appendages, when they are pasted, they roar and smash them wildly on the other party.

Bang Bang Bang!

Bang Bang Bang!

The three-section stick that the Thousand Machine Sword turned into hit the opponent's hands, and it made a sound of metal impact.

The white-faced man's sleeves were shattered, and quicklime surged with the three-chucked stick like a stream of water.

The white-faced man relied on his true qi to protect his body to avoid lime entering his eyes, but lime also blocked his vision.

I saw that his hands were turning over the clouds and rain, and with the continuous swing of the three-section stick, he danced in front of him as if sealed.

Soon, he adapted to the rhythm of Ji Que's beating.

He was just thinking about fighting back, but at this moment, the attack like a shower suddenly disappeared.

And his hands were still waving habitually.

The white-faced man instinctively felt bad, and immediately after, a very soft sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded in his ears.

He snapped and grabbed the stick that was sneaking up from his left.

As a result, before he had time to be complacent, there was a muffled bang, and the whole body bent backwards.

Because at some point, the three sticks that were originally connected together suddenly turned into double-wielding double sticks, one of which was held in the hand of the white-faced man, and the other hit the crotch of the white-faced man.

At this moment, both sides were stunned for a moment.

The white-faced man was stunned by Ji Que's sneak attack, which was really shameless!

Ji Que was stunned because the other party was a dead eunuch.

No, not a dead eunuch, he could feel that the other party's thing shrank in an instant.

Shrinking the sun into the abdomen?

The next moment, Ji Que twisted his right hand, and the stick that had hit the opponent's crotch popped out again.

With a bang, with a hook of the bladed stick, the white-faced man's pants shattered, and a trace of blood flew out.

After the white-faced man rolled back a few times, he made a gesture to distance himself from Ji Que, his eyes solemn.

If he hadn't jumped up just in time, even if he had shrunk into his abdomen, I am afraid that he would have left a big wound.

At this time, his crotch was also red, like a soldering iron.

The white-faced man didn't expect that his kung fu had reached this level, and he was still broken by the nine-cylinder man in front of him.

As a result, he didn't have time to stand firm, only to hear a buzzing sound breaking through the air, and the momentum sank.

Because of the moment when the stick in Ji Que's hand hooked back, it was already combined with another stick.

When you twist it, it becomes a hook and sickle.

As soon as the white-faced man retreated, a new ravine was cut out of the ground where he had just stood, and a scorching air stream rose up.

In the ravine, even the stone is split in two, and the incision is smooth and flat, which shows the sharpness and strength of this hook and sickle.

After entering the Three Realms True Yuan Realm, Ji Que's control of the True Yuan became more and more skillful.

Airplanes!

Ji Que jumped forward, and the hook and sickle slammed down.

The white-faced man struck out with lightning in both hands, gripping the tip of the hook and sickle alive.

He just wanted to use his strength to control the gun, but he saw Ji Que's right hand twist, and a sound of orderly mechanical order change sounded.

The hook and sickle suddenly twisted into a conical long sword full of sharp blades, and as Ji Que pulled back, sparks flew for a while.

The iron-like palm splattered out a few pieces of hard skin, and a few drops of blood flowed.

The sword in Ji Que's hand shook and stabbed at the white-faced man's face, and the blade on the sword body suddenly rolled over like a meat grinder.

I saw that the white-faced man's feet did not move, and his body twisted like a snake, turning into a twisted shape, and the white mask staggered with the sword in Ji Que's hand.

With a snap, the spinning blade smashed on the man's back, and the moment the man's flesh was smashed open, his body twisted again, and while defusing the attack, he rushed out again.

After seeing this scene, Rao is Ji Que was a little surprised.

He originally intended to at least smash the other party's mask to see who it was, but he didn't expect the other party to be so flexible.

After the white-faced man dodged this thrilling sword, he turned around and was about to run.

Ji Que was just about to chase after him, but at this moment, a big tree beside him moved, an extra gap appeared on the trunk, and the leaves next to him were split in two.

In the blink of an eye, that cold light had swept in, and it was extremely insidious.

There is an extra line in the air that is almost transparent.

No, from this level of sharpness, it can be said that it is a blade without a blade, and it is extremely dangerous.

This is the weapon of the white-faced man.

Ji Que closed the sword on the left side, and a string of brilliant sparks suddenly bloomed on his side, which was the transparent silk thread and the sword blade colliding together.

At this time, I saw the ring on the man's right hand move, and an invisible blade cut from the other side.

Seeing this, Ji Que split the sword in his hand into two, and the sound of the bell blocked the other silk thread.

I saw that as soon as the man's hands were interlaced, the blade like a silk thread surrounded Ji Que.

For a while, the air was full of brilliant sparks, like fire trees and silver flowers, extremely gorgeous.

The sound of sneering was endless, and it was the Thousand Machine Sword and the "invisible blade" that had tightened around it colliding together.

To be honest, this style of play with no blade is really distinctive, so that Ji Que, who has not seen much of the world, thinks it is quite funny.

As the white-faced man's fingers flicked, he heard a thud, and another invisible blade cut open.

Seeing this, Ji Que jumped up and made a gesture to dodge this blow.

But at this time, the white-faced man couldn't help but let out a mocking sneer under his mask.

The invisible blade turned in a direction in an instant, cutting towards Ji Que's waist.

But the next moment, the picture of Ji Que being cut off by the waist did not appear, because his body suddenly became lighter, like a piece of paper, and it floated up as soon as he touched this line.

Tai Chi Elimination!

The next moment, I saw the true yuan in Ji Que's body surging, and the sword in his hand suddenly fell a "brick".

A long-awaited volley hit the brick of the slab.

The iron brick suddenly turned into an afterimage and attacked the white-faced man.

This change really frightened the white-faced man, but he reacted quickly, twisting his body to the side, trying to dodge.

It's a pity that the brick walked in an arc, so he only dodged a little.

With a muffled sound, the mask on the right side of the white-faced man's face was smashed to pieces, and the whole person spun like a spinning top, dissolving this terrifying force.

For a moment, the sharp silk threads in the air also changed with his rotation, cutting and shooting everywhere.

Ji Que rushed forward in an instant, resisting the indiscriminately cut silk thread with his sword, and at the same time wanted to get close to the other party and see the other party's true face.

But the moment the mask shattered, a puff of smoke spread across the other party's face.

At this moment, Ji Que even had the illusion that the face under the smoke was probably not human at all.

At this moment, the white-faced man's spinning body had fallen to the ground.

He pulled the ten fingers of his hands, and the transparent silk threads around him suddenly turned into a net, and went towards Ji Que's body.

Ji Que's figure was stopped for a moment, but the Thousand Machine Sword in his hand turned into a large pair of scissors in an instant, and Kacha Kacha cut it indiscriminately, cutting those silk threads.

At this time, there was already a sound of breaking the air all around.

Obviously, the master of the Yunxue Sect heard the movement and was rushing towards this side.

So the two of them did not hesitate, one to the left and the other to the right and ran away into the woods.

Ji Que was lying on the ground, scurrying through the woods in a swimming posture, and the sound he made was extremely small.

He sped through the woods, and against the shadows of the courtyard wall, before finally pushing open the window and returning to his lodgings.

Until he was very professional in cleaning his clothes and shoes for night action, and Lin Kaori was more professional in scratching the cobwebs on his hair, and got him a hairstyle that slept messily.

After all this, Ji Que lay on the bed and slept for a while before the noise sounded nearby.

It was someone from the Yunxue Sect who came over.

There was a quick knock on the door, and the porter Ji Que took a deep breath and opened the door.

To be honest, he was a little nervous, but he got into the play quickly.

His hair was messy, he rubbed his "sleepy-eyed" eyes, and said with a confused expression: "What's wrong?" ”

After asking with a cold face, several young disciples left.

Ji Que passed the test, and after closing the door, Chang Chang breathed a sigh of relief.

Oops, the first time I was interrogated as an undercover agent, it was quite exciting.

Even thinking about the clothes that were destroyed by himself, he still couldn't help but feel a little painful.

The clothes should be reimbursable, but he still suffers from pain.

However, tonight must be said to be no gain, at least he found the traces left by the previous spy Fang Sihai.

"She's coming out, who is she?"

This is "the bottom of the lake, the corpses of fish." "What was left before the information was sent, or after it was sent?

As for the white-faced man today, it is really worth being vigilant about.

The other party is wearing a mask, and after the mask is damaged, he still covers his face with a strange mist, which means that the other party is the same as him and does not want to show his face.

There is also the number of moves of the other party, Ji Que can feel that the other party is deliberately concealing the number of moves.

If he hadn't been forced to do so, the man wouldn't have even used the transparent and sharp silk thread.

Does this mean that the opponent's usual moves are very characteristic and easy to be seen?

Judging by Ji Que, the white-faced man is not the high-level in the Yunxue Sect.

The reason why Seiki Division came here to investigate was because there were probably demons like Hayashi Kaori's "father" hidden here.

They lurk among humans, some of them occupy high positions, apparently not because they like to play human games, but because they are plotting something.

But what Ji Que is worried about now is not the white-faced man, but the "her." ”。

Although the white-faced man ran away today, and even had a back hand, he was confident that he would open with the other party.

And that "she", the "she" that Fang Sihai carved in the depths of the ancient well like crazy, he had no bottom in his heart.

Why did Fang Sihai carve such a sentence there at that time?

Just the distorted font on the wall of the well makes people feel sickly fear and despair.

He must have found something, and he was trapped there, and then he carved that line.

Ji Que even had an illusion that that the words were not used by Fang Sihai to warn later generations, but from the instinct of fear.

It was as if if he hadn't done that, he would have collapsed in an instant, or gone insane.

What could scare him like that?

Ji Que felt for a while that the water in it was quite deep.

On the other side, Elder Xue and Elder Wang from the sect came to the chaotic scene in the ancestral land.

Elder Wang was a tall man with gray hair, giving people a gentle and elegant temperament.

Elder Xue was a woman, and she had been in charge of the guards in the sect, so she was a little annoyed by this, and couldn't help asking, "Old Wang, what kind of blade is this?" ”

Elder Wang stood there, silent for a while, and said, "I can't see it. ”

"Can't see it? Can't you even see it? ”

"Well, there are too many variations in one of them, some of them are strange sword marks, some seem to be caused by stick blows, and even traces of war halberds and sickles."

At this time, Elder Wang squatted down, pointed to a square mark on the ground and said, "This should be a brick." ”

"Bricks?" Elder Xue blinked, a little confused.

"You mean, there is one of them who is good at weird swordsmanship, stick skills, can use halberds, and even shoot people with bricks?"

"No, and lime." Elder Wang complained.

For a moment, such a picture appeared in Elder Xue's mind.

It is a man with a strange sword, club, halberd, sickle, bricks and lime on his back, stabbing at the enemy, smashing, cutting, slapping, and sprinkling lime at the enemy......

How is it the same as a spider spirit?

In the cultivation world, monks who have achieved cultivation often only specialize in one thing, at most two things, because between the four realms of divine thought realm and the five realms of natal realm, monks need to sharpen the appropriate weapons into their natal objects.

"Invincible Begins with Sacrificing to the Ancestors"

The most common is the natal flying sword that runs as you wish.

And if there are too many weapons, it will appear huge and complex, which will affect the progress.

In Elder Xue's impression, those who came out with a series of weapons on their backs were either jugglers on the rivers and lakes, or rookies with bells and whistles.

Not to mention the four realms and the five realms, the second realm is probably the limit.

Especially the bricks and lime powder inside, how do you look like street hooligans beating each other.

But these traces in front of her are by no means left by rookies, just a few deep ravines and cuts on the ground, even if she is on the upper level of the Four Realms Divine Thought Realm, she has to deal with them carefully.

Because she could sense the strength and sharpness inside.

"It's a nuisance."

Elder Xue couldn't help but sigh.

Immediately, she looked at the statue of the spirit fox next to her with a stick of incense in its mouth, and fell silent again.

One thing is at least certain now, and that is that the guy who just fucked around here is definitely not a serious thing, if not a rascal!

Thinking about it, she took the stick of incense from the idol's mouth and stuck it on the ground.

At this time, the white cat Lin Kaori pestle was on the treetop of a tree, quietly watching all this......

The night is getting deeper......