The original feast had long since been ruined, and everyone gathered around, leaving a large open space in the center of the square.

The hundreds of disciples who were in trouble, plus Chen Cangsheng, who was in the lead, were all tied with their hands tied behind them, and they knelt on their knees at the same time.

They looked confused, with a hint of exhaustion that could not be concealed, as if the chaos just now had consumed a great deal of their energy.

After being restrained, they shook their heads and let out groans of pain.

There are also people who don't know why, and let out a cry of doubt:

"Why am I here?"

"Senior brother, master, why are you tying me up?"

"What did I do?"

"Why don't I remember anything?!"

......

The shouts of the crowd suddenly cast a shadow over the heads of the crowd.

If such means of mind control fall on them, they will have the ability to resist.

"What happened to them?"

"Doctor Hu, you were born in the Hundred Flowers Valley, and you have studied with the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley, do you know what kind of means this is?"

Someone asked an old man in the crowd with a medicine basket on his back.

The old man has kind eyebrows, and his hands are as smooth as a baby, and he looks like a bully.

His name is Hu Chunhua, and he learned the twelve needles of rejuvenation with the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley, a pair of Yama hands, and claims to be able to snatch people from the hands of the Lord of Yama.

The old man stroked his beard, still a little frightened.

He's just a healer, and the scene of fighting and killing is still a little uncomfortable.

He carefully observed the disciples who were making trouble on the ground, and held his breath:

"Hiss......"

"I don't know. ”

Hu Chunhua said very simply.

"Cut!"

The crowd booed.

The old man blushed a little from the boos, and said stiffly:

"It's not that the old man is shallow, but that the symptoms on their body are too shallow, just based on the symptoms on the body, the old man can say soul snatching techniques, confusing divine incense, taking refuge seals and so on.

They are all capable of stealing people's minds and being manipulated without knowing it.

It's just that these methods have a miraculous effect on a single person, and it is unheard of for the old man to make so many people hit at one time.

However, before he could solve the means on them, the old man still proposed that they should not let them go easily, otherwise they might be manipulated by others to do something that even he could not control. ”

Hearing that Hu Chunhua was also helpless, Nangong Servant's face turned cold, and he said to Chen Cangsheng, who had already recovered a little bit of sanity:

"Who's trick are you falling for? Don't hurry up and tell me. Are you going to hurt these brothers?"

Chen Cangsheng naturally heard Hu Chunhua's words.

A miserable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said:

"Master, I won't say it unless ...... You ask him to come over. ”

His gaze looked at the silver-faced man, who had been watching coldly.

"I want to ask him, what is his intention in wooing my Wuyue Sword Sect, otherwise I will not be willing to die. ”

"This ......"

Nangong looked at the silver-faced man in embarrassment.

"Inspector Jiang, look?"

The silver-faced man didn't speak, and everyone couldn't see his expression clearly, only to see him gently bow his head and walk up to Chen Cangsheng and say:

"What do you want to ask?"

Seeing the silver-faced man, Chen Cangsheng laughed miserably, tears flowed down, and he shouted to the sky:

"Nuan Nuan, did you ask me? ”

"That's my answer!"

Rumble!

There was a light on him.

Immeasurable light burst out of him!

"Damn it!"

Nangong Xuanqi's face changed greatly, and he grabbed the sword technique with both hands, and a sword qi greeted him.

"Block him!"

Xie Cangquan and the others, who had been waiting for a long time, also immediately took out their swords, and the five great masters of the sword path, the five swordsmanship inheritances of different sects of the same origin.

At this moment, five swords in one!

"Wuyue Town Heavenly Sword Formation!"

An extremely slender white line that was almost like nothing condensed from the edge of the five swords.

The white line was drawn from above the void, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a majestic peak, suppressing the void in all directions.

However, in the face of this immeasurable light, this peak that seemed to be able to suppress everything was only a short moment, and it turned into flying sand and dissipated.

Puff !!

The sword blade was frustrated, and Xie Cangquan's five people were all breathless for a while, and the qi and blood flowed turbulently, and they didn't vomit or feel unhappy when they had a mouthful of blood.

And although Nangong Xuanqi is an old great master, he is as powerless as a child in the face of this light.

He flew straight upside down, his body making a noise in the air.

If it weren't for the fact that the target of this blow was not him, he probably wouldn't have been seriously injured.

This is not a force they can resist.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the momentum of this light and couldn't help but retreat.

And the disciples beside Chen Cangsheng were the first to bear the brunt, and the aftermath alone made them die or cripple, and let out bursts of tragic wails.

It's a long time, but it really only happened in a moment.

It's so fast that none of the silver-faced people react.

When the light dissipated, I saw that a large hole had been broken in the silver-faced man's chest, and the heart was empty, along with the blood and water.

When!

The silver-faced man knelt down weakly, and his mask fell, revealing an ordinary face, a very ordinary face.

Of course, he is not Jiang Ping.

After all, Jiang Ping is much more handsome than him.

When he learned that someone was going to assassinate him, Jiang Ping immediately asked someone to replace him.

I usually wear a mask, and the benefits of having more vests are revealed.

Chen Cangsheng had never seen Jiang Ping, and when he saw the silver-faced man dead, blood gushed from his mouth, but he was still laughing:

"Jiang Ping, haha, I finally killed you. Nuan Nuan, I did it, I killed Jiang Ping, you will follow me, right?

cough cough cough ......"

His body was like cracked porcelain, already covered with scars, but his eyes were full of longing and joy.

"No, because I'm not dead. ”

In the crowd, a man walked out.

He first closed his eyes on the dead stand-in and put his body away, and then walked up to Chen Cangsheng and said lightly:

"With a sword hidden in your body, it's no wonder that you can bring out the strength of a great grandmaster. But this sword pierced, you can't live today, for a woman who can't get it, is it worth it?"

Jiang Ping stared at this man who had fallen into madness, and at the same time felt a little more worried in his heart.

He was not worried about his safety.

The sword just now was very strong, and it was the strongest move of the supreme great grandmaster, just like an ordinary great grandmaster could create a talisman and hide his martial true intent in it.

The same is true for Chen Cangsheng, he used himself as a container to hide the sword intent of a supreme kendo master.

This sword was already approaching the limit of the Great Grandmaster.