Mo Haoqiong stood there motionless, stiffly. Like the temple in front of him, it is quiet and peaceful, and there is no life.

The judge's pen behind him gradually protruded forward, piercing the cloth and oozing red blood.

Impermanence behind him had a sharp question that could cut his eardrums, "Also, how can I torture you after poisoning so many of my subordinates to make up for my loss......

Mo Haoqiong didn't answer, and the judge's pen behind him pierced more and more.

Bloodshot flowed.

Beside him, the silent leader's internal force possession was completed.

Suddenly, he burst out, stepped out with his left foot, and his elbow frantically struck towards Kuai's impermanence high hat.

Suddenly, the ghost screamed again and again, Kuai Bao released the judge's pen, leaned back, his feet rose out of the air, his right hand swept away, and the thin claws broke the wind and grabbed it!

It was too late to say that it was too fast, but the leader knew that this grasp could not be fought hard with a very high judgment, so he forcibly interrupted the elbow blow and rolled backwards.

This claw blow increased in vain with the blood backlog in the deeper part of the body, rubbing the hair of the leader, and bursting the rusty bronze and blue lamp behind that had been peaceful for more than four hundred years.

The fragments of the green lantern burst open and plunged deep into the wooden fence and stone wall.

Eight Realms Yellow Court!

It is the afternoon, the sun is getting westerly, the sky is going to the extreme heat, the temperature is cool and fits, and the local mountains and forests are beautiful, the birds are handsome and the springs are clear, it is really a good place to play.

And suddenly there is an unprovoked ghost, which is naturally disgusting.

Zhang Jianyun quietly stepped forward with a pair of daggers.

The impermanence ghost smiled wildly, and immediately turned around, outlining the mask of the bloody Yin Demon that was terrifying, and his feet were floating in the void, and he slapped it with another claw.

Unbeatable!

At this time, only a roar was heard, which slowed down the attack of the claw attack by three points.

"Thieves must be rampant!"

The roar brought substance, the wind swept the leaves, and I saw a person flying out of the hall, stepping into the air and slashing with a sword.

The head of the Yanshan faction, Xu is destined!

Kuai Bao's eyes exposed in the vacancy of the mask were wrinkled, and with a palm of his right hand out of thin air, the judge's pen stabbed in Mo Haoqiong's back immediately flew into the air and squeezed it firmly in his hand.

This Xu fate took advantage of the flying to shake the three sword moves in a row, and suddenly the internal force rolled, and the green mang suddenly became hairy, and it was condensed into a substantial force and slashed away!

"Sanlin Lie!"

This is the stunt of the Yanshan faction's swordsmanship, Qingya swordsmanship, Sanlin Lie, gathering the vitality of nature to give birth to the fire of green traces, which can cut living creatures and is difficult to resist.

This slash struck, and there were strong fluctuations visible to the naked eye, the floor tiles cracked, and the flying leaves scattered.

But as soon as the fluctuations passed, the floor quietly closed again, and the scattered flying leaves swayed back into the distance.

Light, green, does not hurt the lonely thing, and hits the soul directly!

Just shout quickly, this sword qi has come to the front.

But what kind of role Kuai Bao solves, he naturally has a way to deal with it.

It's it, foil.

Kuai Bao Xie Ghost laughed three times, and the tattered impermanence robe rose in the wind, and fled away like a bat, leaving behind a series of strange screams.

Sanlin Lie's flying momentum did not stop, and he hit a green pine a hundred steps away, only within a few breaths, the branches of this pine tree grew violently, and the young leaves covered the sky, and after a few breaths, it was to fall off the leaves and decay, break and fall to the ground, and completely lose its vitality.

The four of them froze in place as petrified as if looking at the incomparable power of this life cycle.

Xu Mingding put away the sword style, smiled, stood firmly on the ground, and fluttered in the wind.

Mo Haoqiong was shocked, and finally reluctantly reacted, and turned to thank the polite head of the Yanshan faction.

"Thanks to the rescue of Master Xu. ”

Xu ordered the sword to be sheathed, and his face was a little weird, "This, isn't this what you asked me to come out." ”

"Yes...... Oh, yes. Mo Haoqiong scratched his head in embarrassment, and Xu Mingding laughed and patted Mo Haoqiong's back, almost knocking him down.

Xu Mingding's mind crooked and looked behind Mo Haoqiong.

Lying corpses everywhere.

Xu Mingding swallowed his saliva, and his simple and simple temperament turned his forty-year-old appearance to his early twenties, "What's going on with this miserable situation?"

"Heh, hehe......" He can't say that he poisoned a corpse in the water, this kind of very ghostly but true words are said like this, no one will believe it.

"Hmm...... Let's talk about it when we enter the house. ”

The four of them sat in the hall of the hall, looking at the room with intricate patterns, and were amazed.

Hanging scrolls, screen carved cabinets, porcelain vases are playing, it is really called elegant.

It's just, here, empty.

Mo Haoqiong picked up the teacup and put it down. The tea bowl has a beautiful pattern and a simple style, but it is not like an antique, and the new color is emerald, but it is not the current antique and made, and it is difficult to have it.

As for this tea...... This tip of the hair is good, it can be described as the best, but this head doesn't seem to know what tea ceremony is, so he directly boiled the water and soaked it, and added some sweet mulberries......

"I don't know Master Xu, where have all the disciples of your sect gone?"

"Naturally, they are taking refuge, leaving them here to be slaughtered. Xu Ming leisurely picked up the tea bowl and swallowed the cow, without the atmosphere of an old man in his forties.

"Refuge? Zhao Qingqiu was puzzled.

"I'm the only one here who can fight the man who just attacked you outside, so I can stay here and guard the mountain gate, and the rest of the people can wander around the Yanshan Mountains and avoid the limelight. Xu Mingding swallowed all the tea, got up and poured another bowl, "The light skills of my Yanshan faction can be described as a must, the name is Qianlin picking up leaves, and it is like a fish in water in such a mountain, which is unparalleled in the world." ”

He raised his eyebrows, looked at the corpses outside the open door, felt a little cold, and hurriedly swallowed a sip of weak tea, "The reason why those people didn't attack was because I was the only one here." There's no benefit in coming in. ”

Facing the dead corpses outside the hall, these five people can drink tea here indifferently.

Zhang Jianyun is used to seeing life and death, and the remaining four people are very big-hearted, even if the landslide is cracked in front of these four people, they may not forget to swallow the food in their mouths first.

A big heart is sometimes a blessing.

Suddenly, Xu Mingding's words changed, and the scorching and vibrant power gently poured out of his body, and the tea in front of his dyed lips boiled for three points.

"And if they want to force their way, I can cut off at least half of them and leave in style. ”

A Seven Realms Huang Ting, saying that he was going to kill nearly 100 people carried by the Yellow Court of the First and Eighth Realms, sounded like empty talk, but this Xu Zhang's inexplicable confidence and strange power at this time made the four of them naturally believe it.

Especially Mo Haoqiong.

He could feel that the vitality in Xu Mingding's body had his own familiar feeling, it was not the six qi of heaven and earth, but something else.

The tea in front of Zhang Jianyun was not stained, "Master Xu, then you spent them here before, didn't you think about asking for reinforcements from the outside world to expel him and others?"

Xu Ming shook his head vigorously, "I didn't think about it." When they have eaten the food they have brought, they will leave on their own. Our faction does not like to kill, even if they are unforgivable people, but as long as they do not make a move, our faction will not cause trouble. ”

"Then leave them unsettled here, and let the disciples of the Yanshan Sect wander around. Just yesterday, I found a disciple of your sect halfway up the mountain...... It's been dead for a long time. ”

"I believe they will live up to my teaching and will be able to leave. Xu Mingding frowned.

Zhang Jianyun groaned for a while, "Before the corpse, we found a trap, ten feet deep, and the bottom was full of iron nails. ”

"My Yanshan Sect has never used a secret weapon, and the nails in this hall are all left by our ancestors hundreds of years ago. Xu Mingding's brows furrowed a little deeper, "I haven't heard of the use of iron nails in the Dayland Mansion either......"

The summer breeze blows, and the heat is half gone.

"By the way, Master Xu, Sword Valley Chen Sweeper also has Eight Realms of cultivation, why don't you guard the mountain gate with you here?" Mo Haoqiong suddenly asked.

"He went to protect the dogs. Xu was destined to be very arrogant, and he was not ashamed.

Mo Haoqiong breathed a sigh of relief and teased, "Then why isn't it that Master Xu is guarding the mountain gate." ”

Xu Mingding's face was not red and his heart was not beating, "The people in the Sword Valley are chivalrous and take the initiative to help, I naturally won't let him do such hard work......"

Wrong!

Mo Haoqiong hurriedly interrupted Xu Mingding's words, "Master Xu is slow, didn't your young master come to Sword Valley to ask for help?"

"From the beginning of the accident, to the time when Chen Songchen, a disciple of the Qi Sect of your sect, came, he never left the second half of the step. The boss, who didn't seem to like to think, finally noticed something unusual.

Ghosts.

"Then, the person who came to Sword Valley and called the nephew of the dust sweeper...... Who is it?"