There was a shout of killing outside the temple, and the two people in the temple were also fighting for their lives. The old beams had long since peeled off the paint, and a thick layer of dust and cobwebs had accumulated on them. Under the internal force of Xiao Ling and the others, the entire small temple seemed to tremble. Wisps of dust leaked from the beams from time to time, and the air was filled with the smell of death.

Xiao Yunfan's face was red from the firelight, and there was a layer of oil on it. A pair of sharp eyes exuded a terrifying murderous aura. Although he looked quite embarrassed at this time, the fighting spirit in his heart burned like a fire burning more and more. It's not so much fighting spirit as hatred.

The death of the golden bell and the death of Luo Jiutian were all caused by Ling Taixu. The death of the two of them made Xiao Yunfan very painful, and the only way to dispel this pain was to comfort these undead with the blood of the enemy. If the seeds of hatred are planted in a person's heart, it is like a mussel shell swallowing a grain of sand, either this grain of sand becomes a pearl, or the mussel shell dies a painful death.

Hatred is such a thing as a thing that can really inspire a person's fighting spirit when they are in adversity. For revenge, he was able to endure all the pain that ordinary people could not bear. Xiao Yunfan understood that he had been looking forward to this day for a long time, even if Ling Taixu didn't look for him, he would dig out the other party. Ling Taixu must die, and the Ghost Sect must disappear.

When encountering a difficult opponent, in addition to testing courage and force, it is more about wisdom. In Ling Taixu's eyes, Xiao Yunfan is a rare opponent, it is a pity to kill him, but he has repeatedly ruined the big plan in the door, even if he cherishes his talents, but this time he will never tolerate him anymore.

Ling Taixu's murderous intent was born after being placed by Xiao Yunfan, he was still afraid of Xiao Yunfan's martial arts, and he was born with a disability that he did not have an advantage, so he could only win by conspiracy. The wall of fire between Xiao Yunfan and him is his best barrier, and under such a barrier, he only needs to choose the best time to send his opponent on the road.

But there are not many such opportunities, and he can only wait. The master has made a move, the victory or defeat is only in an instant, and any mistake is to give the head to the enemy. And in a situation where the situation is evenly matched, patience is even more important.

Ling Taixu's wonderful fire control technique was unfathomable, but Xiao Yunfan had a keen insight into the weaknesses of this peerless technique. However, the martial arts that are extremely powerful in the world must consume a lot of internal strength and true qi.

Even a martial arts master with profound internal strength cannot achieve a steady stream of true qi. Once the operation of the opponent's true qi shows signs of stagnation and decay, then it means that the power of this peerless skill has been exerted to the extreme. The moon is in the red, and the day is in the middle of the day. Prosperity must decline, common sense since ancient times. As long as you endure until this moment, then it is not a problem to break the opponent's fire control technique.

After figuring this out, Xiao Yunfan had reservations about his internal strength. Sooner or later, the opponent's fire control technique will show signs of decay, and as long as you have a little more patience, you will have a chance to break the enemy. Second, Ling Taixu is insidious and cunning, maybe he will keep some back, and be careful to make the Ten Thousand Year Ship.

At this time, Ling Taixu's face was covered with beads of sweat, probably because of the excessive force, and his hands began to tremble involuntarily. In Xiao Yunfan's opinion, he has shown signs of fatigue, and it is a once-in-a-lifetime good time, so he can't help but rejoice: "The old boy is not strong, it's time to send him to see the king of Hades!"

As soon as he thought of this, he backhanded

The knife is inserted into the wall, the palm is horizontally placed on the chest, the true qi is urged, and it is pushed to the arm, and the force runs through the palms. After the first palm is launched, the power of the second palm overlaps on the first palm. The two forces were like monstrous waves, surging forward, and Ling Tai didn't have time to think about it, and he also sent his palms forward.

Under the collision of the two forces, the wall of fire was also affected, and it no longer moved in the forward and backward directions, but rushed upwards with a bang, almost lifting the roof of the broken temple. Ling Taixu couldn't support it anymore at this moment, and with a poof, a mouthful of blood spurted forward, and his face was extremely embarrassed.

Xiao Yunfan took a sharp breath, his feet soared into the air, jumped over the bonfire, and slapped his palm at Ling Taixu. Ling Taixu stretched out his sleeves and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his face showed a look of madness, and he laughed: "Haha, you really still fell for it."

As he spoke, he turned his waist and pressed his thumb on the spring of the fan handle, and with a few snorts, the feathers on the fan swirled and shot forward. Rao is Xiao Yunfan reacted very quickly, and hurriedly jumped back, his face and shoulders were still injured by this light feather.

It turns out that the feathers on his feather fan are not ordinary feathers, but are made of extremely rare South China Sea iron, and then made into the style of feathers by skilled craftsmen. The other party's sixteen feathers are sixteen flying knives, and at such a close distance, Xiao Yunfan is really lucky to have picked up a life.

A heart was pounding, he gasped, reached out and touched the blood oozing from his face, and the muscles at the corner of his mouth tugged.

Ling Taixu's eyebrows moved, and he sneered: "Boy, the old man's mouthful of blood is what led you to the bait, didn't you expect it? Haha, you have now hit my 'Thousand Mountains Twilight Snow', this snow dart is fed with poison, but as long as the poisoned person resists with luck, the toxicity will not only not decay, but will increase, and follow your qi and blood to invade your internal organs faster."

If you can't get the antidote with a cup of tea, your whole body will festered and you die. Now that your life is in my hands, and if you hand over the military certificate, maybe I will consider giving you an antidote. Otherwise, the medicinal attack, Da Luo Immortal has nothing to do. ”

Xiao Yunfan disagreed, and said coldly: "Hmph! A cup of tea is more than enough to kill you." Then he jumped up again, and slapped Ling Taixu in a row, and the applause of the two was as dense as bursting beans. Suddenly, he withdrew his palms, rolled over and swept backwards, back to the wall.

With his backhand, he pulled out the long knife on the wall, brushed the ground, and pounced on the opponent. Ling Taixu complained bitterly, he thought that he had exhausted Xiao Yunfan's strength. I didn't expect that the other party also kept a hand, Xiao Yunfan was extremely fast this time, and his shot was incredibly fast. Ling Taixu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face changed greatly. The knife flashed, and with a pop, the long knife had pierced his chest, and the blood immediately stained his shirt.

It was as if with every drop of blood that flowed he was one point closer to death. Ling Taixu gritted his teeth, his palm gripping the blade tightly, trying to stop the blade from advancing further. Ling Taixu smiled bitterly: "You, you really want to kill me, if you kill me, you will never know the whereabouts of your beloved." ”

He originally thought that the other party would have some scruples about using Feng Miaoqing's whereabouts as bait, but he never dreamed that when Su Changmao said this that day, the master of Xunyi had already exposed this lie. Xiao Yunfan shouted, his murderous intent suddenly rose, and he didn't intend to give his opponent any chance. He shouted, "Die!

A strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ling Taixu's mouth, and he saw his lips move slightly

, the iron whistle hit Xiao Yunfan's heart.

Hearing only the sound of the ground, Xiao Yunfan's people had already floated backwards, covering his heart with one hand, and his vest hit the wall, Ling Taixu laughed loudly, but laughing and laughing, his smile suddenly froze, because there was a hole in his eyebrows, a blood hole.

It turned out that Ling Taixu's last killer move was on this iron whistle, and what he never expected was that this most proud killer move was the killer move that sent him on the road. In fact, there is a providence in the dark, who let Xiao Yunfan have a gold medal in the pocket on his chest. The iron whistle slammed into the gold medal, only to bounce back.

Xiao Yunfan took out the gold medal from his arms and said with a wry smile: "It seems that my luck is indeed good." With that, he stood up and walked forward.

Fang Kui and the others fought to the death with those ninjas and guards, and everyone was also scarred. The two scimitars in Leng Shen's hand swung left and right, colliding with the ninja's long knife, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless. Mao Chengfeng's neck was slightly numb, and he knew that something was wrong. He stretched out his fingers to seal the acupuncture point and shouted, "Beware of the other party's dark Qingzi." ”

It turns out that in addition to using shuriken and sa ling, these ninjas also have a bamboo pipe in their mouths, which is called "blowing arrows". These bamboo tubes emit needles as thin as a cow's hair, and ninjas usually hide in the dark to carry out assassination missions, so that the small hidden weapons can often have a surprising effect. Although Mao Chengfeng sealed the acupuncture points with his fingers, the toxicity of this poisonous needle was extremely violent.

He only felt his vision blur in front of him. Cen Ruyu stretched out his hand and pulled it behind his back, otherwise a ninja's long knife would have to slash at Mao Chengfeng's head. And just when he was saving Mao Chengfeng, someone unexpectedly slashed him in the back and made a long cut. Fang Kui was also stabbed several times in his knees and calves.

Just when a few people were about to lose their support, they heard a loud bang, the roof tiles scattered in all directions, and a figure jumped up in the air. Seeing this, everyone cast their eyes on the roof.

At this moment, the light of a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky. The electric light reflected Xiao Yunfan's face white, he was soaked, his right hand lifted a bloody head and raised it high, under the terrible white light, the man's head and eyes were wide open, and his expression was terrifying.

Xiao Yunfan said loudly: "Ling Taixu has been ambushed, do you want to bury him?" Fujita Sakurako glanced at the roof, taken aback, she hurriedly whistled to signal retreat, those ninjas and guards heard the whistle, no longer fighting, and retreated one after another, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At dawn, the rain gradually stopped. The land temple was surrounded by mud, and after a night of hard fighting, everyone had a tired look on their faces, and they hid in the temple one by one and rested against the wall. Xiao Yunfan didn't feel the slightest sleep. He strode out of the temple gate, raised his head, and looked at the blue sky in the distance, but his heart was empty.

He walked slowly to the foot of a tree, pulled open his pants, and poured a soak of urine on Ling Taixu's head. Fang Kui stood not far behind him, saw this scene and said strangely: "Hey! everyone is dead." You're not being kind enough to do that, are you?"

Xiao Yunfan fastened his pants, turned around, and said with a lonely look on his face: "You are wrong, to deal with bad people, you must talk and count, saying that if you use his head as a urinal, you must use it as a urinal, which is called believing in words." If you use his head as a toilet, it will be insincere! I, Xiao Yunfan, have always been true to my word. ”