The smile on Ling Xiu'er's face was even worse, and she waved her hand and said:

"It's not a work done. It doesn't hurt to tell you now, this is the careful arrangement of the master in charge. The Master of the Sect is a living immortal in the world, and the movements of your three heroes cannot escape from his grasp. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a mouthful of blood spurting out of Nie Mobei's mouth.

Ling Xiu'er was feeling strange, his Nine Fragrance Shroud was poisoned and there should be no signs of vomiting blood, and the next second he regretted it, regretting that he shouldn't have spent this precious moment of time in surprise.

Because the figure in front of him flickered, but he felt a cold air hit his heart. His judge's pen instinctively raised his parry, and his body wanted to retreat, but it was too late, and a stream of blood sprayed out of his chest......

"No...... It may be ......" Ling Xiu'er's widening eyes were full of horror and horror.

"It's a pity that your master only won the beginning, but not the result!" Nie Mobei said coldly.

"Impossible...... Ling Xiu'er fell to the ground with a "bang", her eyes prominently rolling over the white of the fish's belly. He didn't believe it until he died, Nie Mobei could still force the poison out if he was hit by the Nine Fragrance Shroud.

"You shouldn't be so confident in telling me that you used the Nine Spice Shroud. Nie Mobei picked up his knife and walked out.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!" As soon as he walked out of the door, several darts were shot at him.

"It turned out to be all the way. Nie Mobei waved his knife away, and saw dozens of figures shaking outside, and they had surrounded him in the middle.

"Don't let him run, set up!" a young man with a sword commanded the crowd.

Nie Mobei saw that there were as many as thirty or forty people around him, and they used three kinds of weapons: swords, hammers, and flying grasping hundred chain ropes. One by one, the pace was steady and agile, and they walked around him in a peculiar formation.

"Who are you?" Nie Mobei looked at the martial arts of this group of people, but they were not as bad as those disciples in the Black Spirit Sect he had seen last time.

The young man said with a sneer: "I have heard of the prestige of Peng Daxia for a long time, Jiang Minghui wants to see Peng Daxia's skills in the Lower Lightning Gate!" At this moment, he stood side by side with a woman in purple.

"Jiang Minghui, your father is Jiang Yi, the head of the Lightning Gate?"

It seems that Peng Daxia is no stranger to my lightning door. ”

"Although there are many sects in today's martial arts, if you really talk about the strength of martial arts, in addition to the Netherworld Sect that is doing a lot of evil now, there are three other places, one is Shaolin, the second is to push the lightning gate, and the other is the White Bone Villa.

It's just that these three places are basically sticking to the door and rarely walking around the rivers and lakes. I don't know what is the purpose of Jiang Gongzi finding Nie today?"

Jiang Minghui snorted coldly: "Our lightning gate has not been walking around the rivers and lakes for a long time, and we are about to be forgotten by the rivers and lakes, but in recent years, there have been some new incompetent rats, who have been in the limelight in the rivers and lakes, and there are really no tigers and monkeys in the mountains to call the king."

So I, Jiang, want to see and see today, what kind of clever method is this famous Peng Daxia!"

Hearing this, Nie Mobei seemed to be just fighting for fame, and a disdainful smile rose on his lips: "In this case, Your Excellency is going to challenge me?" Then why did you stand aside and not come down to compete with me in person?"

"Haha...... I didn't say that I wanted to fight with Peng Daxia, I only said that I wanted to see Peng Daxia's tricks. I think my 'three formations' should be enough for Peng Daxia to show his skills, and I am happy to be a quiet watchman on the sidelines. ”

Jiang Minghui hugged his hands on his chest and smiled angrily.

"Despicable!" Nie Mobei scolded disdainfully.

In order to force out the poison of the Nine Fragrance Shroud just now, he did not hesitate to run the True Qi Retrograde Heart Pulse, although the poison was forced out, but he had suffered serious internal injuries.

This time, I was able to force the poison out, and I still benefited from the fact that I had seen this poison in Fuyun Mountain last time.

At that time, the three of them and Daochang Li felt that the poison had entered their bodies without feeling, and when they realized it, the poison had already penetrated into their hearts, so they were very jealous.

Talking about the method of cracking this medicine, the result is that in the absence of an antidote, the smoothness of the second pulse of Rendu is preserved, and the downward heart pulse is retrograde, and the poisonous blood is driven out of the body.

If the meridians of the whole body are retrograde, then you will be crazy if you don't die in less than a moment, so you must be supported by the righteousness of the second vein of Rendu. This not only has to be a master of the inner family who has been connected to the second pulse of Ren Du, but also to reach the realm where the true qi can do whatever he wants.

There are very few people who can reach this realm today, but it just so happens that Nie Mobei is one of them.

Nie Mobei looked at this formation, and more than a dozen people used flying to grab a hundred chain ropes, and they could be interwoven into an iron net.

With the agility of the sword, you can wait for an opportunity to sneak attack.

The person who uses the hammer seems to be a person who is not weak in kung fu in the outer door, and he can fight head-on with him steadily.

As long as they advance and retreat properly and cooperate well, in the case of heavy internal injuries, consumption will also consume him!

"Do it!" Jiang Minghui raised his hand and shouted to everyone.

The formation was launched, and as he expected, the power was very powerful, and Nie Mobei fell into the formation and fought to the death.

...... An hour passed, he killed more than a dozen people on the other side, his clothes were stained with blood, he was getting weaker and weaker, his pace was getting slower and slower, his dodge was becoming more and more difficult, and his hand holding the knife had begun to tremble.

"Brother Minghui, I think he can't hold on to half a cup of tea!" The woman in purple couldn't hide the joy on her face.

"Hehe, I'm sure he can't make ten moves in my hands right now. Jiang Minghui's eyes were shining with excitement, staring at Nie Mobei in the array, like a hungry tiger looking at a lamb.

"Wow!" pulled out his long sword and said to the woman next to him: "Look at it, how did this boss of the three heroes of Shenpeng who shook the martial arts die in my hands!"

At this moment, he suddenly heard three long howls in the air, which were the warning from the sentry he placed outside that a master was about to break into the forest.

He didn't want outsiders to know that they had killed the boss of the Three Heroes of Shenpeng here, otherwise he might meet countless people who would seek revenge on him for Peng's grievances in the future.

Although he prides himself on his high martial arts, he knows that it is easy to dodge a bright gun and difficult to defend against a dark arrow. And he was also sure in his heart that Nie Mobei was only at the end of the crossbow, and he would definitely not be able to escape from his three formations.

So he immediately changed his mind and flew out of the forest, wanting to solve the intruder outside the forest.

Unexpectedly, he was injured by Chu Junwen, and Nie Mobei also killed two people in a row at the last moment, broke out of the formation and was rescued by Chu Junwen.

Nie Mobei picked it up and told them about it, Chu Junwen secretly screamed when he heard it, and couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Nie Mobei.

Wang Zhaodi frowned, as if she didn't pay attention to their subsequent conversation, her eyes staring at the firewood, and her face was full of gloom......

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Let's say that Yin Tiancheng and his entourage went out of the boundary of Chizhou to the jurisdiction of Qing'an County on the edge of Jizhou.

Jizhou was the largest state in China at that time, with a vast area under its jurisdiction, and the city of Jizhou, where Chu Peiyao's family was located, went from here, if the horse was fast, it would be nearly two days away to go early and rest late.

In fact, from Jizhou City to Fuyun Mountain, there was no unexpected delay on the road, and it only took five or six days.

Yin Tiancheng and Chen Kang walked very slowly with their two daughters, and when they arrived at a small town under the jurisdiction of Qing'an County, it was already a faint sky and a blurred night.

Chen Kang looked at the town market not far away, and said strangely: "Yin Tiancheng, why is this town a little weird? It's dark this day, why don't any families light up the lights? There shouldn't be no inn here?"

"It's a bit strange ...... indeed"

As soon as Yin Tiancheng finished speaking, a clear flute sound came out.

The sound of the flute floated over one after another, faint and sad, like crying and complaining, every note seemed to fall into people's hearts, like the gentle cry of a person with broken intestines, and it made people sad to listen to it.

Yin Tiancheng raised his eyes and glanced at the town: "Let's go in and find it." ”

Chen Kang slightly clamped the horse's belly, took the lead in leading the way, and drove the horse slowly.

The doors were closed on both sides of the street, there were no pedestrians on the street, it was empty and lonely, only the mournful sound of the flute wafted through the street.

Chen Kang patted the doors of several families along the way, but none of them came out to respond, "What the hell are these people doing?"

Qian Xun's face in the car was solemn, although she couldn't exert her mana now, but the sky was not yet dark, and the faint layer of black demonic qi and plain white death yin qi shrouded in this town could still be seen.

There seems to be no living people in this town, and the aura of this demon is faint, but it is familiar......

"Is that her? Did she kill all these people?"

Qian Xun felt that it was the banshee she fought with last time.

Although this banshee was seriously injured, she couldn't use any magic now, so she could only protect herself first, and she couldn't fight with her.

Fortunately, as long as he didn't cast a spell, the imprint of the immortal family between his eyebrows would not appear, so that the Dao Chang and the weasel spirit couldn't recognize their fairy identity last time.

Now that the banshee would not recognize herself even if she ran into her face to face.

"As long as she doesn't know that I'm a fairy, she shouldn't make a move on me if she's seriously injured. Qian Xun thought to himself.

"Chen Gongzi, you are careful, this town seems to be very unusual. Qian Xun picked the window and reminded Chen Kang, who was walking on the side.

Chen Kang said in surprise when he heard this: "Miss Qianxun, even you think that something is wrong with this place?"

Qian Xun said: "I have been practicing medicine for many years, and I always deal with people who are at the intersection of life and death, and this town makes people feel very dead......

Chen Kang nodded and said, "Miss Qianxun, don't worry, with me and Yin Tiancheng here, I won't let you have an accident!"

Yin Tiancheng in front felt that Qianxun's tone was a little nervous, and he couldn't help but be more vigilant in his heart, but thinking that she didn't talk to herself when she felt that she was in danger, a nameless fire rose in her heart.

But after a while, the thin anger on his face was replaced by a bitter smile, and he secretly said to himself in his heart:

"Yin Tiancheng, Yin Tiancheng, why are you suffering? Who does she rely on, she likes her, she is your life-saving benefactor, you just need to repay her kindness. ”

Bypassing the two streets, there is a house in front of you, the courtyard door is wide open, the candlelight in the courtyard is shining, the fragrance of plum blossoms in the garden is overflowing, and the petals are sprinkled down in the sound of the flute.

After a while, the sound of the flute stopped, and a young man in Tsing Yi walked out of the merlin, looked at Yin Tiancheng who was looking inward outside the door, and said with a smile: "There are friends from afar, don't you say anything!

This voice is indescribably leisurely.

Yin Tiancheng said: "Your Excellency seems to be waiting for us on a special trip?"