"My lord, there is still no news coming out of the palace. For the golden formation, a few of the butterflies in the formation... No clue. Yang Xiu, the messenger who was half-kneeling in the shadow of the room, replied with some difficulty, his heart was extremely nervous, just coming to this room, the robe behind him was already soaked with cold sweat.

I can't blame him for being so out of shape, because the person sitting in the first place, drinking tea and reading, is Lord Shi Xiahou, the law commander of the main courtyard of the capital, in addition to the mysterious courtyard master, the real number two person in the Butterfly Courtyard of the Mountain and Sea Holy Dynasty, it is rumored that he is the most ruthless on weekdays, and he is just an inconspicuous little messenger in the branch of the Late Boat City, how can he be calm and calm in front of this mountain-like top boss? In the end, "no clue" Four words, Yang Xiu said it completely hard, took a deep breath, and was ready to bear the wrath of the law and the history.

To his surprise, Lu Lingshi only lightly replied to him with the three words "I know", and at the moment of leaving, Yang Xiu felt a little inexplicably lost in his heart.

"Heh, the little one is a usable talent. After the young messenger left, Xiahou Lian said secretly in his heart. This little messenger seems nervous, but in fact, he wants to get his own little gift more than anyone else, and in the largest intelligence agency of this holy pilgrimage, the most feared thing is ambitious young people, just like himself back then.

In fact, Xiahou Lian didn't care about tonight's actions at all. Even if he had appeared around the palace an hour ago, it was just a sudden interest. On the surface, the seven killers in the shop were invited to enter the palace of the god king, but in fact, this was just a trivial "appetizer" in a larger deal with the other party, and of course it was also a little "sincerity" shown by the shop. After all, the "Shimen Residence", the place of worship and cultivation of Yong'an Palace, is now closed. If these people can succeed in causing some damage to the royal palace, it is best to test the truth of the young man of unknown origin by the way; on the contrary, if they fail, what can they count as the lives of a few monks of eight or nine volumes?

In the eyes of the Twelve Monks, the world is full of ants.

What's more, if the ignorant child who called himself "Dao Tong" could die directly in the mansion, then Xiahou Lian would have settled a small cause and effect. After all, for him, if he wants to go further in cultivation, he must go into the catastrophe and pursue the unattainable holy realm. And before the robbery, if there is one less point of cause and effect, there will be one less point of the robbery obstacle, why not?

"Immortals fall, ordinary people don't know. Xiahou even muttered to himself, but he didn't know that the person who fell into the son was a son or a person who was obsessed?

In the palace of Yong'an, the body of Liang fought against Dao Tong.

According to common sense, the martial arts battle between the eight volumes and the nine volumes of martial artists is almost one-sided. There is a big gap between the two, and this gap brings about a change in the true temperament of the inner body.

But at this moment, Dao Tong is getting more and more aggrieved!

"Won't this kid grow up eating the elixir?" Dao Tong said secretly, and after fighting with Liang Zhi again, his short body fell to the ground, stabilized his body, and quickly used the power of Qimen's bloodline to dispel the rampant domineering true qi in his body.

The vast majority of ordinary people in the world, as well as some newcomers who have just entered the cultivation, have some misinterpretations of martial arts cultivation. They believe that the reason why a person chooses to practice the most arduous and difficult martial arts is because he has no talent for other martial arts such as Taoist soldiers. On the other hand, these people think that martial arts are the stars, as long as they are willing to work hard and endure hardships, they will definitely achieve something, and they think that martial arts are suitable for everyone.

It is not to blame the world for having this kind of thinking, not to mention the cultivators, those who are so-called mixed in the rivers and lakes, even if they have not systematically become a cultivator of a certain lineage, they have learned a few true and false tricks, and they know some fists and feet, thinking that this is entering the martial arts.

In fact, martial arts cultivation is the most important talent.

Those martial artists who can only punch and kick are at best people who are in the "rebirth" stage of martial arts practice, that is, they are just polishing their muscles and bones and strengthening their physique. The true criterion for measuring whether a person has stepped on the threshold of martial arts is to see whether he can generate true qi. Even a Martial Dao Qimen cultivator like Dao Tong, who specializes in cultivating blood in his body, can be regarded as a kind of true qi with the power of the bloodline that is born. To put it bluntly, taking the physique as the source, turning the acquired mixture into innate qi, and circulating it to Zhou Tian, this is the key to entering the door of martial arts. And whether or not true qi can be born, in addition to the clever exercises, qualification is the most important. Therefore, there are many people who practice martial arts in the world, and those who really enter martial arts are one in a thousand.

Furthermore, there is a saying in martial arts practice, which is called "fist opens the world". Almost all of the big families in the world who started with martial arts have a prohibition: prohibiting their disciples from using magic weapons. Top martial artists all pursue the eight words of "true source of true qi, fist first for meaning", and at the same time, there is also the "fist and will, meaning and qi, full of cohesion, and strength to break the void." The sixteen-word mantra. Wu Fu believes that the human body, fists and feet are both divine weapons, and weapons and magic weapons are all foreign objects, which are obstacles to cultivation.

In fact, there is another reason why Takeo does not use weapons much. Although the grandmaster is a powerful martial artist who can break mountains and rivers with one punch for 800 miles in one breath, compared with the aura of heaven and earth used by Taoists, soldiers, and spiritual cultivators, there is a great problem with the true qi of martial artists -- it is extremely difficult to resist things! Taoist monks can often hide their bodies and sacrifice magic weapons from several miles away against the enemy; the sword cultivators who are recognized by the soldiers as the most powerful can even control the flying swords, and they can take people's heads from a hundred miles away, such as probing for bags! However, most of the weapons used by martial artists can only be used with hand-held soldiers, supplemented by the blessing of true qi, but they are not as good as their own fists and feet, and the gains outweigh the losses.

After fighting dozens of moves again, Dao Tong gradually discovered some Ni Duan, and when the kid on the other side dealt with his attack, it looked quite laborious, but his fist intent gradually became mellow. Liang Zhi's original domineering and uninhibited true qi had a trace of calm aura, and the outside of his body was still full of murderous aura, wanting to intrude on Dao Tong's consciousness, but the scarlet in his eyes had faded, proving that he had made a great breakthrough in his control of his murderous aura.

"Hmph, when I was alive and dead, I still had the mind to practice boxing. Dao Tong was even more annoyed in his heart, since he was a child, when he was cultivating in Longhu Mountain, what he hated most was those geniuses who traveled all day long to practice and broke the mirror and broke the mirror! Those realm gaps that were insurmountable in the eyes of ordinary disciples like them were as simple as eating and drinking tea in the eyes of these naturally good guys. Today, I will feel when I go to the river to watch the water, and tomorrow I will climb high and look at the moon and get the gift of heaven and earth. These people who work hard every day can't escape the end of doing nothing!

I go to the sky, but the way is unfair!

Dao Tong rose from the ground again, trying to suppress it with the advantage of his own high realm! Once Liang Zhi slackened a little and revealed his flaws, Dao Tong would not give him a chance to ventilate again! Martial artists fight, once one party's breath cannot be changed freely, it will not be far from defeat!

Suddenly, the figure of the Dao boy flying into the air suddenly slammed! The child-like face had round eyes and an unbelievable look!

Just now, through the special connection between the seven sins, Dao Tong felt that among the seven of them, the only nine volumes except for him and the evil monk, the soldier monk Qiu Yi - died!!

"How is it possible!!" Dao Tong landed, his face was extremely gloomy, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes! Qiu Yi's true realm was only known to a few of them. The Nine Scrolls Soldier Cultivator, especially Qiu Yi, who had been a core disciple of the Chi Family, had almost unimaginable the number of means in the Soldier Pill, how could he not have been defeated so quickly! Even if he was defeated, he should be able to save his life! Even Dao Tong himself was not sure that he would be able to make him disappear in such a short period of time!

What the hell is going on, what is the identity of the doppelganger dressed as a fisherman! Although Dao Tong saw Liangzhi's Dragon and Tiger Mountain Three Qing Technique at a glance, only cultivators would know the subtleties of this technique, and he naturally didn't understand how a mere doppelganger could have the ability to surpass the ontology, and kill a monk in the realm of the end of the road in the tea cup!

Immediately afterwards, an extremely weak sentence, with helplessness, unwillingness and boundless fear, resounded in his sea of knowledge!

"Run-Run-Run-Run——!"

The white-faced scholar's voice echoed in his ears, and Dao Tong took a deep breath. When the scholar was dying, he used his last strength to tell him that he was letting him escape! And at the same moment, the trace of his mental connection with the woman in purple, Caizhao, was also completely broken!

Seven killers in the shop full of evil, only the Taoist boy and the masked woman who are hidden in the golden night are left!

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!h

Dao Tong's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and he rose into the air and raised his head to the sky and roared, the whistling sound was like a magic sound, and he was extremely venomous-"Junior, you should die-you should die-ahh!!hh

The top killer organization "Shop" is the real place in this world to hide filth and dirt. For dynasties, sects, and families, the existence of the shop is like a honey dipped in a highly poisonous coat. Everyone fears his presence, but it cannot be denied that they can help with the many shady jobs.

In the Shop of Evil, there are only two ways to survive and become a fearsome killer - have the best of the best, or form an alliance. For monks like the Seven Sins, the eight or nine volumes led by Dao Tong seem to be infinitely beautiful on the outside, but inside the shop, they are just low-level monks who can be useful. Above them, there are many killers who are higher than them and more ruthless in their means! If they are not careful, they may fall into a situation from which they will never recover.

In the shop, the alliance formed by the monks is often more reliable than those so-called "Jianghu brothers" who are up and down the mountain! Brothers are likely to betray each other because of a magic weapon, but the killer alliance in the shop is completely assured to hand over the back to each other! In the rules of the shop, which has lasted for thousands of years, the fate of those who betray the alliance is the easiest one, "death."

It is precisely because of the relationship between the alliance that the seven of them have come to this day step by step, and now that seven are gone, how can they not be angry!

In the presence of Ryoyuki, he has already recovered his handsome appearance. His eyes were calm, silently flirting with the true qi in his body, and he was ready to deal with the fierce attack of the strongest person among the seven sins! At the same moment as Dao Tong, he also learned from his clone that several killers in the mustard seed space had all died.

This result is no surprise to Ryoyuki, with the ability of those three, it is called a problem if they can't be killed. His heart is tumbling at the moment, in addition to the battle in front of him, there is also the real big event that is coming!

After the Dao Tong in front of him roared, his eyes were blood-red, and he used the magic power of the bloodline technique, and a huge pool of blood formed on the ground under his feet! The incomparably fishy blood qi continued to spread, and this blood qi contained a huge amount of blood poison, and ordinary people inhaled half of the mouthful and immediately turned their whole body into thick water, even if the cultivator had the spiritual qi true qi to protect the body, he would not dare to easily mess with half a point!

Dao Tong flipped his hands and punched into a spell, and the entire blood pool immediately rolled out like boiling water, generating several vortices in it, and then the vortex slowly "grew" upward, showing a "monster" with no face and no official, a wolf's head and a human body, completely coagulated by blood!

"Blood Cultivation Method, Blood Qi Cultivation Technique", this is the cultivation foundation of the half of the Qimen Blood Sutra that Dao Tong obtained back then. And at this time, the spell performed by Dao Tong is the strongest stunt among them - the Demon Summoning Blood Pool!

As soon as the Dao Tong Divine Thought moved, the first blood demon born of blood swooped towards Liang Zhi, the speed was extremely fast, and he rushed in front of him in an instant, smashing it down with a punch!

Liang Zhi saw that the blood demon had great power, and he didn't fight hard. Fang Cai fought against Dao Tong, practiced boxing and practiced boxing, and the tempering between life and death was of great help to cultivation and state of mind. But at this moment, this blood pool blood demon is obviously the killer weapon of Dao Tong, and if it is entrusted, it is likely to capsize in the gutter. Liang Zhi took a deep breath, changed Zhou Tian in his body, put away the red domineering true qi, folded his left and right palms horizontally on his chest, opened his arms to draw a circle, and the black and white Tai Chi Yin and Yang True Qi in his body flowed into the left and right palms respectively. Immediately, the right palm retracted, and the left palm moved forward horizontally, catching the blood demon's straight punch!

"Knock !!" The tooth-aching impact sound resounded throughout the palace, Liang Zhi's face was surprised, and an unimaginably huge force came from the palm of his left hand, and the power of the blood demon's punch was even stronger than the Dao Tong himself!

He looked surprised but not flustered, only to see that his left palm was against the Blood Demon's fist, and his right palm was pushed forward to hold the Blood Demon's arm, and the black and white true qi between his palms fused and turned into colorless, and the terrifying power of the Blood Demon was instantly dispersed. Then his right hand suddenly closed his palm and turned into a fist, and the domineering true qi in his body instantly rose, and the red light flashed in his eyes, and the murderous aura overflowed!

"Collapse—"

Liang burst into tears, and the true qi in his body was raised to the extreme, and he collapsed the mountain with a punch and blasted into the abdomen of the blood demon!

The eight-volume martial artist punched with all his strength, and with the extremely domineering True Qi Gong method, the first Blood Demon shattered violently! The strange thing is that the shattered Blood Demon did not dissipate there, but turned into countless tiny blood droplets, floating in the air!

Ryoyuki's brows furrowed, and he was vigilant in his heart. Fang Cai's punch seemed to be extremely powerful, but only he knew that this punch on the Blood Demon was like punching into a ball of cotton, not so much that the Blood Demon was broken up by him, but that it disintegrated itself at the moment of his punch. This sky is full of condensation but does not scatter blood droplets, there must be some kind of afterhand.

But he didn't have time to think, because the second and third blood demons followed!

The wind is born under the feet of Liangzhi, and the true meaning of Tai Chi in the body is like a river flowing into the sea, and the two fists shatter the mountain and smash the blood demon, and the blood droplets are still scattered in the air, and the number is gradually increasing, forming a layer of mist. Before he could land on the ground to breathe, nearly ten more powerful blood demons were born in the blood pool, one of them had two horns on his head, and his body was more than twice as large as the others!

"What kind of magical power is this? It can summon so many monsters, and the power of each one is not only comparable to the Dao Tong itself, but it can also evolve a stronger existence?" Ye Xiaoyun on the sidelines frowned, holding his sword and wondering. Because he grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he was the commander of the guards on the bright side of the palace, Ye Xiaoyun had an almost obsessive attitude towards cultivation. He has always thought that his realm is not high, and his talent is not enough, so he cannot really protect the people in the palace. But in fact, Ye Xiaoyun himself didn't know that his talent was also a first-class existence among the major sects, and the reason for the low realm actually came from the Ye family's ink sword duel. Liang Zhi was clear about this matter, and for some reason he never told him, which caused Xiao Yun to always be accustomed to absorbing everything in other people's battles to enrich himself, even if it was an enemy, such a magical power also made him admire!

"Hmph, it's just the evil sect technique in the Blood Meridian!" Behind him, there was a slightly weak voice from the little monk Loulou in front of the inner courtyard door, he just used the Linglong Pagoda, and the consumption was so huge that he fainted, and was helped by the green sprouts to rest in the mansion. But I couldn't let go of everyone in my heart, and after regaining consciousness, I adjusted my breath a little, and immediately rushed to the front yard. Everyone looked back and saw that he was fine except for a little pale, so they were relieved. The fat man ran over in three steps and two steps to support the building, the little monk's various magical powers in the past two days were his eyes lit up, and he took away the fox demon casually tonight, almost making the third young master of the palace bow and worship!

Lou Lou held back a little helplessly and glanced at the fat man who was holding him tightly beside him, as if he was not afraid that he would fall down but was afraid of being stolen, and he tried to pull out his arm several times but failed to do so, so he had to let the fat man "kidnap" him to everyone. The little county lord also ran over and grabbed the other sleeve of the little monk with his little hand. For some reason, she has a natural affinity for Loulou.

Lou Lou smiled and rubbed Hua Juan'er's head, and then said: "The blood pool of this little kid fake Taoist priest is not his own supernatural transformation, if he wants to summon the blood pool of such ability, he has to break ten volumes to cultivate." This pool should have been refined from the essence of the monks and mortals he had killed in his life according to the Blood Meridian Method. It is full of the grievances of those who died in vain, and the blood demons formed are naturally extremely powerful. The little monk explained to Xiao Yun, but he couldn't hide the ridicule in his expression, obviously he looked like a monk, but he looked like a big brother in the rivers and lakes.

"I see, but this number seems to be endless, how can he crack it?" Ye Xiaoyun nodded and asked again, not feeling the slightest shame in asking a cultivator younger than himself, those who have attained the path of cultivation come first, and everyone can be a teacher for others.

"Naturally, there is!" The little monk sat on the steps, exhaled, and put the little county lord beside him: "This blood demon doesn't actually have any sanity except for his great strength, it is purely controlled by Dao Tong's own deep thoughts. But even with the divine consciousness of the nine-volume monk, it will be extremely difficult to control multiple blood demons at the same time, and the movements of the monsters will naturally not be smooth, which is still very easy for Liang Zhi to deal with. It's just that after this blood demon is shattered, the blood mist that stays in the air may be the real killer feature, and this is what worries people. ”

Everyone's eyes returned to the field, and sure enough, dozens of blood demons were all shattered by Liangzhi, and the vicious mutant blood demon only made him useless. However, the blood demons in the blood pool seemed to be endless, and only one of the more than ten rushed out, among which there were three mutant blood demons!

Even with the cool heart, there is a bit of a nameless fire, and it seems that if you don't solve the spell casting, the Dao Tong will have to face this endless powerful attack. Although the truth is simple, it is not so easy to implement, although Dao Tong can't fight personally in the process of maintaining the spell casting, but he is surrounded by four blood demons as protectors, plus the blood pool is constantly generating monsters, it is quite difficult to deal with it, let alone interrupt the caster.

If you want to break the status quo, you must get rid of the blood demon in front of you in the shortest possible time! Liang Zhi exhaled lightly, the true qi in his body quickly converged, and the majestic aura flowed out from the dantian, instantly overflowing the meridians of the whole body. Immediately with a wipe of his right hand, he took out a palm-sized cyan gourd from the mustard seeds, and the gourd was full of brilliance, obviously not ordinary. Liang Zhi raised the gourd to his mouth, raised his head and took a big mouthful, the spiritual power in his body instantly soared, and a powerful fluctuation came from his body, seeing that the momentum was no weaker than Daotong's nine-volume cultivation.

"Zhu Wei Nine Sparrows, Stealing Eyes, Pleiades Fire Virtue, Big Day Cooking Heaven-"

Reciting a mantra in Liangzhi's mouth, sealing the recipe in front of his hands, surging spiritual power poured into the sky above the palace, forming a huge vortex of spiritual power covering the front yard, and there was a suffocating scorching breath from it. With Liang Zhi's left hand slamming down, in the vortex of spiritual power, huge fireballs fell from the sky, like meteors destroying the world!

The entire front yard of the palace instantly became a sea of fire, the blood demon was constantly smashed and melted by the fireballs, and the surrounding area of the blood pool was gradually swallowed up by flames like heavenly might, and puffs of green smoke rose, accompanied by an incomparably thick bloody aura. Liang Zhi, who has only been cultivated in eight volumes, can actually continue to use such an amazing Daoist fire method after fighting in a row!

Sometimes, Taoist spells and alchemist spells seem very similar, but the way in which they are generated is completely different. For example, with the same technique of controlling flames, the spells of the two major cultivation systems are completely different. The five elements of the world, "gold, wood, water, fire, and earth" are the foundation of all things in heaven and earth, the qi of the five elements is the foundation of the five elements, and the aura of heaven and earth is the only nourishment for the operation of the five elements. Taoist cultivators absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and practitioners absorb the qi of the five elements, so when releasing flame-related spells, Taoist monks use the aura to draw the fire qi between heaven and earth, thus producing flame supernatural powers, while cultivators are just the opposite.

Taoism, soldiers, and demons in the world major in the hungry spiritual vein, and these three major cultivation systems are all for their own use in absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Because the aura does not carry any attributes, as long as you master the method of pulling the qi of the five elements between heaven and earth, you can use the powerful supernatural powers of all elements that come out of the water and roll up the fire, which is the essence of Taoism, no matter what is in front of you, it is inseparable from the core. However, cultivators could not use the Five Elements Divine Power arbitrarily, they could only use their own Natal Qi Divine Power.

However, mastering the origin power of the five elements will obviously make the cultivators' control of a certain line of magic more sensitive and accurate, and they are more suitable for doing extremely delicate work such as refining alchemy compared to Taoist immortals who call for wind and rain. As for the common wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the spells, they are all just the combination, adjustment and transformation of yin and yang between the five elements.

Perhaps the young monk will ask, in this way, if a person with outstanding talent cultivates both the Dao and Dao veins at the same time, wouldn't the magic used be even more powerful? The reason is very simple - if a refiner who focuses on fire practice goes to practice Taoist exercises, and there is both fire qi and a large amount of pure spiritual energy in the qi sea dantian, then if he is not careful, the spirit will combine with each other, and the end will be self-immolation and death. This is not an alarmist subjective assumption of the academy, and the tragic price paid by many Tianjiao in history abounds.

After a few breaths, the Cool Spell ended, and the vortex and fireball dissipated in the air. Along with them, there were dozens of blood demons and the pool of blood under the feet of the Dao Tong, and the terrifying fireball completely burned the broken green bricks in the front yard of the palace into flying ashes. Ryoyuki didn't want to delay any longer, calculating that the hour was approaching, and there was still too much to do tonight to kill too much time, he flew forward, ready to end the battle as quickly as possible.

However, the Dao Tong, who was destroyed by the spell, didn't make any movement for a while, and seeing Liang Zhi flying by, he suddenly raised his head slightly, with an evil smile on his face.

"No!! right"

The moment Dao Tong raised his head, there was an inexplicable whim in Liang Xin's heart, and the warning was born! An extremely dangerous feeling instantly poured into his heart and reached his whole body, making his hairs stand on end! In the corner of his eye, the blood droplets that had originally escaped in the air when the blood demon disintegrated, and should have been evaporated by the fireball in the sky, were actually scattered on his side like a half-sized piece of dust!

Outside the field, the little monk got up suddenly, and the golden light in his eyes bloomed! As far as his eyes could see, in the entire front yard of the palace, countless "dissipated" blood droplets instantly converged, and in the blink of an eye, the cool figure was shrouded in a thick blood mist!

In the middle of the field, Dao Tong stretched forward with his left hand and suddenly clenched his fist.

"Bloodblast—"

The blood mist around Liangzhi's body exploded violently, and the terrifying supernatural power that approached the blow of the ten volumes of monks was earth-shattering!

The little county lord on the sidelines screamed, the fat man's eyes were frightened, and Ye Xiaoyun instantly drew his sword to save it. No one thought that all the blood demon supernatural powers and spells of Dao Tong Fang were blindfolding, and the inconspicuous blood mist was the real killing move of the spell, which was equivalent to the magic power of ten volumes of cultivation, even if it was as strong as Liangzhi, if it was not dead, it would be seriously injured!

Ye Xiaoyun's movements were stopped by Li Lao. The little monk turned around and felt the danger of cold under the big tree in the corner, his face was full of bruises, and he wanted to forcibly inject a Buddhist meditation mantra into Xiao Bai's body, who had woken up from enlightenment, to prevent him from wasting this golden opportunity. Ye Xiaoyun looked at Li Lao in confusion, but the old man didn't explain, just waved his hand, signaling him to be calm.

In the middle of the field, Liangzhi's figure flew out upside down, the sleeves and arms of his robe were shattered, and his hands and arms were seriously injured, and his bones were almost visible! Under such a sudden and close blood explosion, the only thing Ryoyuki could do was to use his instinct to forcibly operate Tai Chi True Intent, and use both hands to forcibly catch the attack of the Blood Explosion Technique, and try to disperse the excess impact as much as possible to ensure that the inner mansion is not hit head-on. But the powerful supernatural power still made Liangzhi's internal organs tremble, forcibly swallowed a mouthful of essence blood, and adjusted his body to the ground.

However, the attack of the Dao Tong did not stop, or the attack of the Seven Sins of the Killer Group in the shop did not stop!

Tonight's seven killers, the evil monk was killed by Xiao Bai's punch, the fox demon was included in the Linglong Pagoda by the little monk, and Qiu Yi, the white-faced scholar and the purple-clothed Caizhao were killed by the three clones summoned by the three Qingshu of Liang. But among the seven sins, in addition to Dao Tong, there is also the last person!

At the moment when Liang Zhi was about to land, a black shadow appeared beside him, as if Liang Zhi's shadow suddenly appeared in the moonlight! Among the Seven Sins, the masked woman who had been hiding in the void after being injured was not separated by Li Lao's mustard seed magic power for some reason, nor was she hit by the fireball in the sky, but found the perfect moment for Liang Zhi to be seriously injured at this time and launched a fatal blow!

When the masked woman appeared, she was almost next to Ryoyuki, and the two were less than a foot apart, and the black dagger in the woman's hand flashed cold, stabbing at Ryoyuki's neck. Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, such a precise timing, so silent, the masked woman is definitely a natural assassin! And in the distance, Dao Tong rose from the ground at the same moment, vowing not to give Liang Zhi any respite!

At the second critical juncture, Liang Zhi was much calmer. After the masked woman was injured and escaped into the void, he had been on guard, and the woman's supernatural powers were extremely special, and her divine sense was difficult to detect. So for the killer blow that appeared, Liang Zhi had already expected it, his eyes moved slightly, and he sent a divine thought to the masked woman-

"Huh. If you don't come out, it's still a little troublesome to find you, and since you take the initiative to show up, then stay. ”

When the woman heard the words in her thoughts, she instinctively sensed the danger for a moment, and she was about to turn over and retreat back into the void. But how can I let go of such an excellent opportunity to change my mind, this kid received the strongest blow from the Dao Tong, and it must be the end of the strong crossbow at this moment, just a bluff! Thinking of this, the speed of the dagger in her hand does not decrease but increases, and she wants to let the soul of the great enemy return to the west tonight!

Everything happened in the lightning and fire, and after Ryoyuki's feet landed, the masked woman's dagger was already close to his neck, and the cold and piercing true qi on the dagger was like a poisonous snake. I saw Liang Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he silently recited the mantra-

From his body, there was a "clang" sound, an extremely small sound.

The moment the voice came out, the pupils in the masked woman's eyes shrank suddenly, and her scalp exploded! In an instant, she gave up all thoughts of killing Ryoyuki, at this moment she just wanted to run away! Desperately escaped! Escape from this man's side, if she can tonight, she will never provoke him again!

"Damn! Damn!" the masked woman cursed frantically in her thoughts, "Who the hell is he! Isn't he a dual martial arts cultivator? Why—why is there still -"

The woman's fearful thoughts came to an abrupt end, and from the heart behind her back, a flying sword the size of a lilac palm pierced through.

"Sword-Xiu-" This was the masked woman's last thought before closing up.

Liang Zhi stood with his hands in his hands, waiting for the Taoist boy to get close, although he was covered in blood, his eyes were extremely bright. From him, there was a sharp aura that seemed to be able to cut through the sky!

Dao Tong saw that the masked woman died instantly, but he stopped moving forward, and stood facing Liang Zhi, with a wry smile on his immature face.

"Our alliance, even the little fox who has been in the shortest time, has been ten years old. Dao Tong no longer attacked, but spoke to him with some emotion: "We people have our own preferences on weekdays, and we are all evil. Although it is not like the Buddhism belief in reincarnation cause and effect, they all understand that they must be the group of people who have been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao. Dao Tong's tone was a little relieved.

"However, a man of heaven like you would never have imagined what was going on in the shop. If it weren't for the seven of us supporting each other, we might have become fertilizer under a certain spiritual grass. I'm the only one left tonight, and there's no point in continuing to fight. Until now, Poor Dao can't guess your true heels, and how could he have expected that you are still a genuine soldier sword cultivator. ”

Liang Zhi's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't understand the meaning of Dao Tong's words.

"Tonight's incident, Poor Dao doesn't hate you, between the killer killing and being killed, there is only one word "not as good as a person". I only hate the people behind the scenes who are chess players with their hands and eyes. Immediately, Dao Tong looked at Liang Zhi a little inexplicably, and said the last sentence with a smile: "Maybe one day in the future, Poor Dao will give you a big gift." As soon as the words fell, Dao Tong's body shook slightly, and he dispersed his primordial spirit, and with a bang, it turned into a cloud of blood mist and dissipated between heaven and earth.

A sudden night attack on the palace came to an end.

Yang Xiu deeply realized what feng shui rotation is tonight. He is nineteen years old this year, and his cultivation talent is average, but he relied on his own native in Wanzhou City, plus his father's death, he was on an errand in the Butterfly Courtyard, since his mother also passed away when he was fifteen years old, he was included in the Evening Boat Butterfly Branch, becoming a small letter butterfly, responsible for delivering news. Of course, now at the age of nineteen, his cultivation has just broken through the five volumes, and he does belong to the category of mediocre qualifications in the courtyard, and he is not well received.

But his life seems to be about to change tonight.

Tonight, he belonged to the Wanzhou Xindie, responsible for investigating the movements of the Yong'an Palace, and then everyone did not dare to go to him to report to him in person because they were afraid of the law Shi Xiahou even Shenwei, and finally the boss who had always looked at him unpleasantly sent him to complete this extremely "dangerous" task. Yang Xiu seemed dissatisfied at the time, but in fact he was overjoyed, he has been living in this night boat city since he was a child. Although it is the largest city in the south, he has always longed for the opportunity to go to the capital to see, or to go further in the butterfly courtyard.

If he hadn't told Ritsu Ling Shi about it personally, maybe this wish would not have been fulfilled for the rest of his life, and although the process of meeting Ritsu Ling Shi was tense, he was still excited to see the real big man. The so-called impermanence of heaven often gives opportunities to those who are not afraid of death. Just as he was finishing his errand tonight, the already fat boss suddenly stopped him, with a smile on his face, not only giving him a bottle of good wine that had been treasured for decades, but also an extremely precious hundred-year-old Lingzhi! For him, as long as he took it properly, it could not only completely stabilize the cultivation of the five volumes of martial artists, but also raise his flesh and blood qualifications to a higher level, which was a real gift!

Just when Yang Xiu was inexplicable, the boss told him that the history of the law had taken a fancy to his cultivation "qualifications" and brains, and had sent a subordinate envoy to inform him that after the Zhoucheng affair was completed on the evening of the past two days, he would let Yang Xiu join the establishment of the capital courtyard and follow them to the capital on duty.

When Yang Xiu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then saw that there was no joke in the eyes of his boss, and he almost laughed out loud in an instant! Fortunately, he was in control very well, so after making a false compliment with his boss, he left with wine and Ganoderma lucidum, only to raise his eyebrows, and from then on, Qingyun Avenue has a great future!

Thinking of this, his heart was hot, and he wanted to tell his childhood sweetheart Lin'er the good news. Like him, Lin'er, whose parents died early, now works in one of the city's top rouge shops. The two grew up together, and now although they have not become husband and wife, they have long been husband and wife, and whenever they are not at work, he will go to Lin'er's house to have a lot of affection. At this moment, I was in a good mood, and when I thought of Lin'er's slender waist and pitiful eyes, I couldn't help but feel a little dry, and I quickened my pace.

Lin'er's family lives in an alley in the southern city. The rouge shop where she was located was not only highly praised among mortals, but even the female cultivators on the mountain were quite fond of it, so in order to maintain the shop, she did not enter the small world of the Murong family with other mortals. Most of the people in the southern city are not rich, but they are not poor either. After all, it is the largest city in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is also the place where the Yong'an Royal Mansion is located. Of course, for Yang Xiu, it is also a good thing that there are now millions of monks in the city, and because of this, almost no one is staying in the southern city.

After passing through Nancheng Laohuai Street, I walked forward two more alleys, and turned right in the third alley to Lin'er's house. Normally, at this time, she should have finished freshening up, just waiting for herself to go back to eat a hot meal, and then enjoy the clouds and rain of life.

The night was thick, and Yang Xiu, who was full of joy, pushed open the courtyard door.

He chuckled in his heart.

There was no warm light to greet him, no aroma of delicious food, no delicate man, only a faint blood, blood-stained clothes scattered on the ground, and a pair of scarlet eyes.

Half an hour later, Yang Xiu pushed open the door and licked the corners of his mouth.