Xie Yixiang and Wen Tianting's four disciples knew that the third great-grandfather and Da Rui's great-grandfather were powerful, and it was easy to wake up from the dream, how could they dare to stay in this "Red Dragon Town in the Netherworld"? Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The mayor of Wu settled the clansmen in the town in a few words, and also rushed into the yamen, leading everyone straight to the back hall of the yamen, sure enough, in the back hall of the yamen, there was a room of objects, but it was like a variety of grocery stores, but it was very different from the back hall of the Yamen of Chilong Town outside. That Xie Yixiang had excellent eyesight, but in a blink of an eye, he found that his crimson mess was placed on a box, and he hurriedly reached out and took it back.

When Chaoli finally returned to his hands, Xie Yixiang suddenly settled down and slowly let out a long breath. But seeing that there was clearly a thin book under the chaos, it was actually the "Water Mirror Treasure Record" that Hai Yisu gave to him before he died, and it turned out that it was also confiscated here by the people in the family. Xie Yixiang didn't have time to think about it for a while, so she immediately retrieved it and put it in her arms.

Looking at Wen Tianting, the four disciples under the seat also found their respective blades and objects in this back hall, and they were ready to go. The mayor of Wu was overjoyed, and as he expected, the soft sword he originally used, as well as the new soft sword he found behind the "Golden Gate" under the altar, along with the jade jewelry he had stolen, had not had time to be put back into the altar at this moment, but were piled up here. At the moment, he was not polite, and stuffed his brain back into his arms.

Because it was necessary to wait for Mayor Wu to pack up the jewelry, everyone delayed a stick of incense in this back hall, and then it was finally ready. Wen Tianting listened to the "frost in the air" Li Yibin, who also found some pastries in a nearby house and distributed them to everyone, everyone was hungry all day in their sleep, and immediately ate a few bites indiscriminately, and then stepped out of the gate of this yamen together.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came to the door of the yamen, suddenly a very strong energy came straight from outside the door, Xie Yixiang, Mayor Wu, and Wen Tianting actually stumbled at the same time, retreated one after another, and almost fell to the ground.

Xie Yixiang was frightened, and Chaoli had already unsheathed herself and jumped into her hands. Looking closely, I saw a tall and thin old man outside the yamen with eyes like a torch, and his pride was exposed, it was Ren San's great-grandfather who had taken a picture on the altar before.

According to Mayor Wu's inference, this third great-grandfather should be presiding over the repair work in the area of the altar of the lake god at this moment, and he thought that he heard the report of the clansmen who had just rushed over from the town, so he came to check. You must know that at present, between this "Red Dragon Town of the Netherworld" and the altar of the lake god, there is still a mile away, and this third great-grandfather actually appeared here in this moment, and his cultivation is so high, it is really chilling.

Recalling that day on the altar, the eight people in the "Seventeen Gentlemen" under Wen Tianting's seat, in order to buy time for Wen Tianting to recover his strength, once worked together to deal with the third great-grandfather, but unexpectedly, they were either killed or injured, and in less than a meal, the eight people were all wiped out. It can be seen that the ability of this third great-grandfather, at least not under the late Wen Tian, only with the current Xie Yixiang and others, is naturally inferior to the "Eight Gentlemen" at that time, if he does it, it will undoubtedly kill himself.

What's more, Mayor Wu is a greedy person who is afraid of death, Xie Yixiang didn't dare to count on him, even if he was told to find the old man Qingzhu, he slashed the chaos in his hand obliquely, it seemed that the chaos of the knife was a move "flying across the clouds", but it was Xie Fengxuan's "empty mountains and bright streams" strength.

With a flash of crimson sword light, the gate of the entire Yamen of Chilong Town completely collapsed in the sword light, and it fell straight towards the third great-grandfather. And Xie Yixiang also hurriedly took two steps back to prevent the third great-grandfather from hurting people.

Unexpectedly, before the gate of the yamen had time to collapse, the figure of the third great-grandfather moved, and actually passed through the smashing wood and gravel in advance, and came straight to Xie Yixiang.

Although Xie Yixiang was surprised, she never dared to underestimate this Ren San's great-grandfather. In this case, her "Luoxia Lonely" body has already been integrated into her every move through the "Melting Fragrance Decision", and immediately stepped diagonally on a step, and actually grabbed the side front of the third great-grandfather, and then slashed backwards with a backhand, straight to the back of the neck of the third great-grandfather.

The third great-grandfather couldn't help but let out a "huh", as if he was a little surprised by the little girl's shot in front of him. On the altar that day, Xie Yixiang was confiscated because of the chaos, and was sealed by the old man Qingzhu, so he never made a move, let alone said a word. That Ren Sanzeng's grandfather observed the words and emotions at that time, and saw that this little girl's internal strength was not deep, but he did not take her to heart. Who knew that at this moment, Xie Yixiang's on-the-spot reaction and method of turning defense into offense, although the internal force between the moves was mediocre, it was clearly a first-class means.

Ren San's great-grandfather didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and as soon as he grabbed it back, he grabbed Xie Yixiang's attack with his bare hands, and held the blade in his hand, and his palm, which was as thin as dry wood, was not afraid of the sharp blade at all. At the same time, at this moment, He Haishan, Sun Mingyong, Mu Xun and Li Yibin, who were under Wen Tianting, had also made separate moves, attacking the third great-grandfather at the same time.

At that time, on the altar, the four people under Wen Tianting's seat had been defeated by Ren San's great-grandfather one after another, and he didn't see the scene where the old man Qingzhu killed Wen Tianting in a coma. After waking up from Grandfather Tian's "Taixu Dream", he heard Xie Yixiang and Mayor Wu talk about Wen Tianting's death, and thought that it was the poisonous hand of this mysterious family, and it was even very likely that it was the third great-grandfather in front of him. So at this moment, a sword and a short knife in the hands of the four people, as well as two empty hands, had surrounded the third great-grandfather in an instant.

However, the third great-grandfather firmly held Xie Yixiang's chaos with one hand, and the other hand that he freed swung out of thin air, and in an instant, he had already dissolved all the moves attacked by the four people, and asked coldly: "How did you escape?"

Xie Yixiang's chaotic separation was easy to regain, but at this moment, the third great-grandfather saw the reality and knew that his whole body of kung fu was on this short knife, so he controlled his chaotic separation as soon as he made a move. At that moment, Xie Yixiang hurriedly tried to regain it, but the chaos was like being inserted into a crack in a stone, and she couldn't pull it out. Hearing the other party's question, she couldn't help but threaten: "The imperial army has already entered your 'underworld' valley, and your 'Taixu Dream' has also been destroyed, and that half-dead Heavenly Grandfather, together with the six or seven hundred people sleeping in the ancestral house, has all died now. If you surrender, you may be able to save the lives of the rest of the family!"

The third great-grandfather shook his head and said lightly: "Nonsense. However, even though he had said that, he was shocked in his heart. If it weren't for the problem with Grandfather's "Void Dream", how could these few people who were only sent to the ancestral house to sleep yesterday have escaped in less than a day?

For a while, Ren San's great-grandfather couldn't guess the reason, the killing intent in his heart rose sharply, and with a slight force in his hand, a wave of anger had already passed out along the arm that grabbed Xie Yixiang's disorderly departure, and attacked Xie Yixiang through the blade of the knife.

But Xie Yixiang was still struggling to grab the knife, but he didn't notice the other party's gang qi attacking, and he didn't know the fierceness of Ren San's great-grandfather's gang qi, with his own cultivation, if he received this blow, he was afraid that he would die of blood in an instant.

At this critical juncture, Xie Yixiang suddenly felt that her hands were empty, and she immediately stumbled back a few steps, and easily snatched the chaos back. Looking at the blade of the chaotic knife, there was actually a broken arm of Ren San's great-grandfather, and the palm of the broken arm still firmly grasped the blade; as for the wound of the broken arm, I think it was because this Ren San's great-grandfather was too thin, and only a little blood spilled.

How could one of Ren San's great-grandfather's arms be suddenly broken? Even Ren San's great-grandfather himself was taken aback, and couldn't help but scream, and then struggled to shake away the blades of the four disciples under Wen Tianting's seat, and quickly retreated to the side.

I only heard that the weak voice of the old man Qingzhu had already sounded, and he said slowly: "You should understand, but it was my subordinates who showed mercy...... Otherwise, it's not as simple as cutting off one of your arms. ”

As soon as the words fell, the sturdy body of the old man Qingzhu had already passed through the collapsed wall and stepped straight into the yamen, holding a lit dry tobacco stick in his hand.