As soon as Xie Tianyao and Lu Zhanfeng hid, the light flashed, and several figures had already landed from the sky not far from the two of them just now, and the sharp whistling stopped abruptly, clearly revealing their faces.

I saw two old men and a middle-aged man staring closely at a middle-aged man who was still struggling to escape from different aspects. The four of them are all in the foundation building period, the two old men are all in the advanced realm of the foundation building period, and the two middle-aged people are a step higher, and they are the peak state realm of the foundation building period.

"Huh," in the sand, through the magic power of the scaly earthworm, Xie Tianyao and Lu Zhanfeng could clearly see everything within a radius of a hundred zhang above, Xie Tianyao couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise in his heart when he saw the four of them.

"You know them?" Lu Zhanfeng saw Xie Tianyao's surprised expression on his face, and asked Chuanyin.

"I don't know the two old men, but I know the two middle-aged men. The one who was hunted down and killed was called Zhu Hu, and the other was called Jing Minggao, all of whom were core disciples under the Huoyun Empty Seat of the Moving River Gate, but for some reason they turned against each other? Xie Tianyao also replied in a voice.

However, the next development of events greatly surprised the two of them, especially Xie Tianyao.

"Hehe, hey, this time it's up to you to escape our palms." The old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks looked at the middle-aged man who was surrounded by the three of them in the core, and smiled coldly, and his mung bean eyes shot a cold light.

Zhu Hu seemed to ignore the other party's words, and was still resisting, looking for a chance to escape, but his already pale and bloodless face was now even more pale and frightening, but the cold light in his eyes was colder than that of the old man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks.

"The surname is Zhu, hand over the map quickly. You should also have self-knowledge, if it weren't for us helping you in the dark and putting on a good show, plus Xie Tianyao died in the Taiyin Pool, you really thought that you would be so easy to gain Huoyunkong's trust, and before you died, you handed over the map of the Tomb Bloodless Palace, which he regarded as his own life? Hand it over, or you will know how our Black Sky Sect will deal with the rebels! The one-eyed Ryujing said menacingly, his face full of cold and arrogant contempt.

Huoyun is dead?

Hearing the news, Xie Tianyao was shocked like five thunderbolts. No matter what others think of Huo Yunkong, he is only grateful to Huo Yunkong, and when he suddenly heard the news of his death, the sadness in his heart can be imagined.

"Brother Zhu, you better stop resisting and hand over the map, it's good for you and me." Another old man with an ugly nose in the sky has a good voice and good airway.

"Phew, surnamed Zhang, even if my Nanmen family is blind, I would believe an ungrateful person like you!" As soon as he heard the surname Zhang speak, Zhu Hu was furious, and he wanted to break the surname Zhang into pieces, but he finally held back the anger in his heart, but the cold light in his eyes was even stronger.

Hearing this, Lu Zhanfeng glanced at Xie Tianyao a little strangely.

Xie Tianyao also smiled bitterly, he never thought that the two senior brothers who got along with him day and night, one turned out to be a person from the Black Cang Sect, and the other turned out to be a person from the Nanmen family.

Zhang Feng lowered his head in shame under Zhu Hu's cold gaze, as if he was stabbed in his back.

Back then, when he had just entered the foundation building period, he was chased and killed by the enemy, and it was Zhu Hu who came to the rescue at the time of crisis, and did not hesitate to spend time and energy and his true yuan to heal him, so that he was wandering in front of the ghost gate and brought him back to the world, and then the two naturally became friends who forgot their years.

Later, Zhang Feng met Mo Hongfeng (that is, the old man with sharp beaks and monkey cheeks beside him), and when he boasted about himself, Zhang Feng inadvertently mentioned that Zhu Hu had a relationship with people from the Nanmen family.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. After several twists and turns, Mo Hongfeng finally found out that Zhu Hu turned out to be a member of the Nanmen family.

At that time, Mo Hongfeng had just joined the Black Cang Sect, so he did everything possible to attract Zhang Feng to join the Black Cang Sect, and came up with the idea that as long as Zhang Feng pretended to join the family of the family, and used Zhu Hu to get the map of the Tomb Absolute Blood Palace from Huoyunkong, and contributed it to Chu Qiugao, the sect leader of the Black Cang Sect, let alone get an elder to sit down, and why worry about the lack of spirit stones and pills.

Zhang Feng couldn't help Mo Hongfeng's rhetoric and was moved. However, he was too anxious, and Zhu Hu saw the clues, and he didn't let his conspiracy succeed, so he had the current pursuit.

"Zhang Feng, since this guy doesn't know what to do, you don't have to worry, kill him and contribute the map to our sect master, you will be a member of our Black Cang Sect." Mo Hongfeng saw that Zhang Feng was worried, and sneered.

Zhu ...... Zhu Hu, then don't blame me Zhang Feng, I'll send you to see Lord Hades, I will bury you well afterwards, and I won't let you throw your body in the desert! Zhang Feng swept away the hesitation just now and the guilt in his heart, and ruthlessly climbed up his face, and the flying sword that had been hovering above his head shot out with a finger of his hand, and went straight to Zhu Hu's dantian with a mighty momentum.

At this time, Zhu Hu's blood and qi were already surging in his body, and his injuries were quite serious, if he didn't heal in time, even if he didn't die, his cultivation would be in vain. He is not injured and is not Zhang Feng's opponent, not to mention now, the flying sword has long been destroyed by Mo Hongfeng, and he doesn't even have a magic weapon for self-defense, so he can't resist and dodge Zhang Feng's flying sword at all.

"The surname is Zhang, you betrayed Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will pull you to back even if he dies!" You can't escape, and you have to pull a cushion when you die. Zhu Hu gritted his teeth, suddenly took out a talisman, and formed a strange handprint, all the true yuan in his body was frantically injected into the talisman, and the momentum of the talisman that seemed ordinary suddenly soared, and thunder and lightning were everywhere.

"It's not good, the guy surnamed Zhu has a high-pole talisman thunderstorm talisman in his hand!" Jing Minggao's intuition was not good, and after shouting, he pulled the old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks who was also gloating on the side and watching the play, and flew back desperately, and the true yuan power was all over his body.

Zhu Hu held the extremely powerful thunderstorm talisman and rushed towards Zhang Feng without hesitation.

When Zhang Feng heard this, his face changed greatly, but it was too late to retreat. Because Zhu Hu was seriously injured, he had already seen that Zhu Hu had lost the power to fight back, so he had no defense against Zhu Hu beforehand, and was hit by Zhu Hu with lightning speed.

Although Jing Minggao pulled Mo Hongfeng to flee for his life, he was still affected by a huge invisible energy shock wave, and was thrown out of more than four miles like dead branches and leaves in two winds, before he fell into the sand with a bang, opening his mouth and spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood, and Mo Hongfeng fainted after vomiting blood.

Jing Minggao looked inward, the true element in his body was disordered, and he collided irregularly, and he could go crazy at any time, and he was so angry that he scolded his mother. But when he went to inspect Mo Hongfeng, not only were the bones of his whole body almost shattered, but even his internal organs were all out of place, if he didn't have a few decades of treatment, he was afraid that he would not be able to recover his previous strength, and he couldn't help but secretly call it a fluke, and for the first time he deeply felt the terrible thing about the thunderstorm talisman that was equivalent to the self-detonation golden pill.

Jing Ming endured the pain, searched for it a few times in the vicinity, but did not see anything left by Zhu Hu and Zhang Feng, thinking that he had spent so much time and energy on Zhang Feng, and in the end, the bamboo basket was empty, not only did he not get the map of the Tomb Blood Palace, but he was made half dead, and he couldn't help but scold his mother again.

"Mo Hongfeng, Lao Tzu is difficult to protect himself, and then take you with a half-dead burden, then Lao Tzu doesn't want to get out of this area, anyway, you are still miserable alive, it is better for Lao Tzu to send you to see Hades!" Life is important, Jing Minggao muttered to himself, slapped Mo Hongfeng's dantian fiercely, smashed his weak dantian, took away the storage bag on his body, and didn't look back to find a hidden place to heal his injuries.