Dongguan Zhengxiang and Shen Ye didn't run a few steps before the sound of fighting came from in front of them. When the two of them looked closer, they saw that both sides of the battle were dressed in black, but the sleeves of nearly half of them were obviously gray.

Shen Ye understood the situation at a glance, and he asked, "Is the other party from the Holy Church or Liang Qiuyue's people?" Dongguan Zhengxiang was a little cold, and the appearance of his own people here proved that the holy stone had been discovered.

Sure enough, the two warring sides found two people, and one of the gray-sleeved men shouted: "Benefactor, we are blocking this place, you go down the mountain quickly!" Dongguan Zhengxiang gritted her teeth: "Contain them into the quarry!" The gray-sleeved man was stunned for a moment, and then with tears in his eyes, he raised his voice: "Yes!" ”

"What are you doing?!" Shen Ye pulled Dongguan Zhengxiang and asked in surprise, "Isn't there no way to survive when you enter the quarry?" Why not let your people go down the mountain? Dongguan Zhengxiang had a hint of fierceness in his eyes: "Since taking away the holy stone has become a luxury, I can't let you fall here, my people's goal is too big, and they can't go far down the mountain, so it's better to let them return to the quarry and cover our escape." Shen Ye felt a chill in his heart, and said incredulously: "You just let them die?" Dongguan Zhengxiang said in a low voice: "These sinners are already dead people, it was I who pleaded hard to let them survive, and now I am just repaying the favor." Having said that, Shen Ye still saw a trace of unbearability in the corners of Dongguan Zhengxiang's eyes.

Shen Ye closed his eyes and said, "Let's go!" ”…… The smoke and dust dissipated, Xue Mu staggered against the wall, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were a little more solemn, different from what he imagined, as soon as the two of them fought, it was difficult to separate.

He glanced at Shen Ye who ran outside, and sighed in his heart, this son seemed to have some luck, and slipped away from his hands one after another.

Although the Ninth Elder got rid of Xue Mu, it was no better, and he fought hard with Xue Duan, and received another punch from Xue Mu in his chest, and his body was surging with blood at the moment, and he was a little unsteady on his feet, so he had to retreat to his seat.

"Kill!" Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting in the quarry, and the sound was getting closer and closer, as if two people were moving in this direction.

At the same time, the sound of steel knives cutting the ground came from outside the door. The movement outside the door made the two of them break out in a cold sweat, and Xue Mu and the Nine Elders couldn't help but clench the utensils in their hands.

The two of them were exhausted at this time, and they were both hit by Dongguan Zhengxiang's scattered power powder, if the person who came was the enemy of the two, then the situation of the close match would be clear in an instant.

The sun shone down, and the single door master dragged his seriously injured body, walked in slowly, looking at the corpse on the ground, his eyes dimmed a little, no wonder the people arranged by Liang Qiuyue did not come to meet them in time, it turned out that they all died here, or underestimated the people of the Holy Hall.

He looked around, and instead of seeing Liang Qiuyue's shadow, he saw two strange people, staring at the person with a pale face and sitting upright in his seat, the single door master raised his eyebrows and said, "Nine Elders of the Holy Hall? While guessing his identity, the Nine Elders regained their strength: "Who are you?" The single door master shook his head, turned his head and asked Xue Mu, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm a Jiuqu person." Xue Mu was happy in his heart, the people here were nothing more than the four forces, the Holy Hall, Jiuqu, King Jing and Liang Qiuyue, this person's appearance and dress were obviously not from the Central Plains, and he didn't know the Nine Elders of the Holy Hall, so this person was most likely Liang Qiuyue's person, Liang Qiuyue's people had no direct conflict of interest with him, but had an enmity with the Holy Hall and King Jing.

The Ninth Elder also thought of this at this time, and he clenched the powerful bow in his hand, ready to fight to the death.

"The people of the Nine Songs?" When the single door master heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he became murderous. Xue Mu felt the killing intent of the single sect master, and wondered: "Are you King Jing's person?" The master of the single door said lightly: "I don't share the sky with the Dugu family. Xue Mu breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the Nine Elders above and said, "You have to be careful of this person, this Nine Elder must have recovered some strength at this time, don't underestimate the enemy." The single sect master didn't seem to have any interest in the Nine Elders, he looked at Xue Mu seriously and confirmed, "You are from Youzhou?" Xue Mu was surprised: "How do you know?" The single door master laughed, and his voice gradually became colder: "Youzhou's blood debt is just up to you to repay!" ”

"Blood debt?" Xue Mu asked with a serious expression: "Your Excellency, is it not mistaken, when did we Jiuqu have a blood debt with you?" ”

"Didn't you forget about Xiangrui Buzhuang?"

"Xiangrui Buzhuang? Are you from one of those families?! Xue Mu was shocked. The master of the single door did not explain, his current state was very bad, but he thought that the other party was more seriously injured, he dragged the steel knife and moved towards Xue Mu's side: "I want to avenge the dead brothers in our cloth village. The steel knife slashed the ground, making an ugly movement, the sound seemed to be the call of death, making Xue Mu's breathing become short, the blood on Xue Mu's face gradually faded, and his body began to tremble.

The Ninth Elder sat on the top, looking at Xue Mu's exaggerated reaction, his heart moved, and he shouted, "Get out of the way!" Hearing this, the single door master subconsciously flashed, and a sharp arrow shot into his shoulder, and at the same time, a blood flower burst out.

With a muffled snort of pain, the single door master took a few steps back and leaned against the wall opposite Xue Mu. The bowstring in Xue Mu's hand trembled, and his face became even paler: "It's you who is looking for death." "It turned out that when Xue Mu and the Nine Elders were separated, while the smoke powder had not yet dissipated, Xue Mu touched a short bow and a few feather arrows from the wall on one side, he originally wanted to recover some strength, and after taking advantage of the Nine Elders' unpreparedness, he sneaked up on it, but he didn't expect to suddenly kill a single master halfway, Xue Mu had no choice but to give him this killing arrow.

Since the sneak attack failed, Xue Mu no longer hid, he stood up against the wall and looked at the Nine Elders.

"You're a ruthless person." The Ninth Elder looked at the wound on Xue Mu's leg.

"You're not bad." Xue Mu heard a hint of pain in the Nine Elders' voice, and he understood that he had used the same method as himself.

At this time, there was an extra wound on the leg of the two at the same time, which was a means for the two to deal with the medicinal powder of Dongguan Zhengxiang, and the two coincidentally stabbed their bodies with sharp weapons, through the pain to avoid falling asleep, and at the same time to stimulate their potential.

"You've run out of arrows." Xue Mu touched the quiver beside him.

"So you've been paying attention to this, yes, I don't have iron arrows, but who said I only have iron arrows?" The Nine Elders snorted and kicked upwards with his left foot, and the quiver containing the feathered arrows stood on the table.