Xue Zha shook his head helplessly, he pinched his chin and thought, "It doesn't seem to work!"

At this moment, Qin Yue'er, who had been holding a penny next to her, sighed, and she pointed to a gap in the bushes and said, "Eh...... Who's that? Is that the helper you called?"

Xue Zha followed her slender jade fingers, and at this time, Ma Sanjian had already loosened the re-drawn bowstring, and with a whoosh, the three arrows were almost connected together, and they were quickly nailed to Xue Zhe's eyebrows in a parallel position of upper, middle and lower.

Xue Zha didn't care about the person Qin Yue'er was referring to, and hurriedly said an idiom: [Solid as gold]!

In an instant, he and Qin Yue'er were wrapped in golden light, and a city appeared out of thin air.

The three arrows shot by the red-robed old man were powerful and heavy, but under the defense of the well-defended moat and the strong city made of gold, it was like three recruits who broke into the enemy's camp without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Xue Zha hurriedly dispersed the idiom power of [Solid], just now, he felt that his spiritual power was too much to consume, this seems to be a group defense idiom?

And Ma Sanjian on the other side, his eyes were already bulging and he was about to fall to the ground, "This...... This is the most proud thing in my life, [Nailhead Three Arrows]! This is my famous skill, and it is my own idiom!"

The old man's eyelids drooped, as if he had lost his soul and dropped his soul, and half of his spiritual qi was gone.

Xue Zha heard the old boy muttering on the other side, and he shouted speechlessly: "Old thing, what about you, a scumbag......, still creating your own idiom? Heh, it's good if you don't hurt yourself!"

"Look at my [Straight Yellow Dragon]!

While "taking advantage of his illness to kill him", he looked in the direction that Qin Yue'er pointed out just now.

"Huh?"

Xue Zha looked at the silly Hanhan who was carrying a bamboo basket and holding a shovel, and looked fixedly, "Uh...... Why is it so much like the old fool in the textbook who has to get along with the mountains?"

In fact, he couldn't remember what the painting of "Yu Gong" looked like, but he saw a basket of soil standing there behind the man, and he looked at him with a tired face and a shovel in his hand, and estimated that this was the man of God who "shouted out the indestinence of children and grandchildren...... Right?

When Xue Zha installed the name of "Yugong" for this old man who suddenly came with soil, a person who looked and dressed very similarly to this guy appeared out of thin air behind him.

They are all ragged and carrying on their shoulders, with baskets of dirt and sand and gravel behind their backs or in their hands, some of them have shovels in their hands, and some of them carry firewood knives and axes in their hands.

"Uh...... It's really endless!"

Xue Zhe's eyes looked at the more and more silly people behind the "foolish man", thinking of the golden light emitted between his lips just now, he touched his chin and said, "Success is success, but I remember that this idiom shouldn't have been helped by a god?"

He instinctively looked at the sky, but he didn't notice that the son of the giant spirit god was coming with two mountains on his back.

"What does this mean? I don't have enough mental power, or is it not enough to exert the actual power of this idiom?"

Xue Zha was thinking about it, and Qin Yue'er next to him exclaimed in surprise: "Look! The old man who shot an arrow to kill you was killed by his own arrow!"

Xue Zha looked at Ma Sanjian again, and the whole person was stunned.

"I'm not fast, it's already!"

"Can [Straight Smash Yellow Dragon] be used like this?"

In the distance, in the bushes, an old man in a red robe with white hair was lying on the ground, with an arrow stuck in his chest, a hole in his front placket was vigorously torn open, and a blood flower bloomed on the old man's old but powerful skin.

A group of seven-foot-tall young men knelt beside the old man, grinning and wiping tears, and next to him, a young man in a gray robe with an orange neckline and cuffs hugged his shoulders and sighed in amazement.

"Master...... I told you a long time ago that you had to pull out that arrow, but if you don't listen, you'll die in your own hands, right?"

Ma Sanjian didn't expect that the arrow that he pretended to block with the hard skin of his body became a fatal blow to him, a long-famous language man.

"You ...... You kill him for me!"

Ma Sanjian held the arrow in his chest and gasped and glared at the little apprentice, he felt that he was the death caused by the stinky mouth of this goods, Xue Zha, if he didn't die, this goods named Duan Houlu would have to die!

Seven or eight apprentices immediately got up, they didn't cry anymore, and directly wiped their tears with their clothes and pounced viciously at the little junior brother.

"Boy, kill the master, I'm going to help him clean up the portal!"

It was Ma Sanjian's eldest apprentice Wang Dalang who spoke, and this master at the peak of the language master realm used a killing idiom without finishing a sentence.

Immediately, Duan Houlu, the little junior brother in the robes of a language master, was trapped, and a small space surrounded by a door and two windows restricted his movements, no matter how he tried, he would hit the wall that he couldn't see, making a thumping and painful sound.

Senior Brother Wang Dalang held a broom in his hand, he swept it out fiercely, and immediately a cleaning force swept towards the little junior brother, this power was full of majesty and killing power, just rubbing it on Duan Houlu's body from a distance, and tearing open big holes in his clothes.

"I was wrong, senior brother, senior brother, don't come to the real thing, senior brother! I know the story of you and the third senior brother and his daughter-in-law, how dare you ...... Oh, my mother! I really said it, Wang Dalang!"

Duan Houlu begged for mercy while scolding his mother with his pigtails, and one person next to him snorted with an ugly face, while the others felt green when they looked at the top of this person's head.

Wang Dalang's movements towards Duan Houlu became more and more ruthless, he didn't say a word, but his eyes always swept the third junior brother, and after hesitating for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Third brother, don't listen to this nonsense, how can our brothers ......?"

"Save me! Xue Zha, save me!"

Duan Houlu really felt that death was approaching, he directly rushed to Xue Zhe on the small bamboo raft on the river to ask for help, there was no way, now he felt that several senior brothers wanted to kill him, and he knew too much.

Xue Zha was happily watching the enemy's infighting, and when he saw that a guy who was beaten by the group waved at him and called his name, he raised his eyebrows, hesitated and said: [Transposition].

In an instant, Xue Zha moved from the small bamboo raft to the shore, but he didn't go directly to save people, what if it was a pit?

He vigilantly used another idiom learned from Xu Zhiyuan and Hu Feng [sneaking], and his figure disappeared in an instant, touching the door and window where Duan Houlu was trapped.

He appeared and shouted, "Why did I save you?

Duan Houlu was anxious, because of Xue Zha's appearance, the second senior brother and the third senior brother with high cultivation took action one after another, and those idiom powers were not only aimed at Xue Zha, but also some people took the opportunity to kill people and kill them.

"If you save me, I'll tell you who is the person who sent you the knife and sent the message?

Xue Zha heard Duan Houlu say this, and hesitated slightly, and at this time, several apprentices of Ma Sanjian had successfully launched seven or eight idioms.

[One Knife and Two Cuts], [Sword Halberd Sensen]", [Glass of Wine and Spear], [Spear Entering the House], [Big Sword], [Thunder and Lightning], [Cold Wind Piercing], [Heavy Rain Like a Pillar], [Heavy Snow Covering the Mountain], [Golden Flail and Jade Lock], [Rotten Wood Dung Wall], [Nearing Wood], [Fire and Fire]......

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, wind and rain, thunder and lightning, gold, wood, water and fire...... Countless heaven and earth forces shrouded Xue Zha and Duan Houlu in various forms.

"Okay boy, I'll trust you for once. ”

Xue Qiha slapped his thigh, stretched out Duan Houlu in the door and window, and launched five idioms at the same time: "[Searching for Bags] - [Going Astray] - [Showing Nothing] - [Unconventional] - [Taking the Lead]!"

"Try it again and see if the idiom solitaire will work wonders?"

Xue Zha grabbed the paper and pen in the swallowing gourd, the brush was already stained with ink, and he began to write poems to let this group of grandsons cry for Ma Sanjian!