Wu Xing was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Even if it's not for this, you also have to go and see who is going to poison Mr., maybe you can find some clues." ”

Xie Chang sighed helplessly, "Okay then." ”

This is an indescribable excitement for the people in the training camp, this is a big task, the Yin Moon Sect has been silent for so long, it is rare to see it for decades.

Song Ning and Wei Yanchou each brought a few hundred disciples, and it was more than enough to destroy a small family in a small border town.

Hurry up, mighty, much faster than Wu Xing's previous round-trips, set off at the end of the day, just after noon, has arrived at Ronghua Town, the city is hot and cold, the doors of every house are closed, there is no pedestrian on the street, and a heavy atmosphere envelops this town.

Xie Chang was much more proficient in horseback riding than at the beginning, but she still couldn't adapt to such a long run, panting and tightening the reins of the horse to stop the horse at the periphery of the team, Wu Xing stretched her neck anxiously in front of her to look.

Originally, Wu Xing lived for more than half a year, and the familiar attic compound of the stronghold has now become dilapidated and unfamiliar, full of traces of fierce battles after the battle, and the ice-blue yin moon carved on the second floor has been dark with blood, and the sword is shattered, crumbling in the cold autumn wind.

Cheng Yanqiu took the lead, pulled out the sword in the sheath of the disciple next to him, pulled a sword flower and threw it out and circled in the air, steadily piercing into the window mortar on the second floor, the force was so deep that it almost didn't enter half of the sword body.

He shouted in a deep voice, "My Holy Sect has never been timid and afraid of weak and incompetent people, and will never be threatened by anyone, if you obediently hand over my Holy Sect disciples today, I can consider not pursuing your family members, if not, then don't blame Cheng for being ruthless!"

The windows on the second floor suddenly opened one by one, and dozens of round things flew out of it, smashing into the crowd, startling several horses and throwing their feet, the thing rolled on the ground several times, and finally stopped, Wu Xing looked at it, it turned out to be a human head, and it was very familiar, and in the days when she lived in Ronghua Town, the owner of this head often talked to her.

Someone was angry and dantian used internal force to transmit the sound far away, and the hearty and unbridled laughter echoed in mid-air, "Cheng Yanqiu, who spared whom today, it is not necessarily!"

The doors on both sides of the street opened one after another, and out of them rushed out a group of people holding swords and black cloth masks, gathering from all directions, looking like they were not much worse than the Yin Moon Sect.

These people didn't want to exchange these Holy Sect disciples for Xie Chang at all, they were just looking for a reason and excuse to lure Cheng Yanqiu out, and those Holy Sect disciples were probably dead before the news reached Qutang Mountain.

Cheng Yanqiu laughed angrily, "Okay, then let Cheng Mou come and teach Your Excellency a trick!"

He kicked on his toes, jumped up from the horse, flew up to the roof in the air, carried the internal force in the palm of his hand and slapped down with heavy strength, the tiles on the roof suddenly all shattered and fell down, several middle-aged men wearing dark brocade robes flew up to the roof from the second floor with a sword and landed on the beam, several people formed a sword formation around Cheng Yanqiu, and walked Tai Chi Bagua steps under his feet, flashing left and right, the sword light was cold, and Cheng Yanqiu was dazzled inside.

He frowned, the sword formation and the chess game are similar, different paths to the same end, there are always flaws to be found, he saw the opportunity to grab one of the shoulders with one palm, and the internal force turned into a clever force and quickly flowed into the person's body, the person was startled, his arm was no longer strong, he took the sword out of his hand, and with the force of pressing on the opponent's shoulder, Cheng Yanqiu's body churned upward, protruding from it, he had already discovered the weakness of this sword formation, and sneered, "Just this trick?"

Cheng Yanqiufu flew up again to attack the man who was talking to him before, it was the head of the Lin family, according to today's posture, this Lin family can be said to be pouring out, and all the young and strong children in the clan can get together so many people, I don't know what kind of deep hatred and hatred?

The Lin family master took a few steps back to avoid it, and said with a strange smile, "Naturally, it's not just that, Cheng Yanqiu, it's not me who wants to take your life today." ”

He dodged Cheng Yanqiu's palm sideways, but a strange man wrapped in a black cloth and only a pair of eyes appeared from behind him, and slapped him on a rampage.

The two internal forces of the air flow impacted, and the scarred attic finally couldn't support it, and collapsed violently, and the two of them had no fulcrum under their feet, and they were decisively separated and drifted away to both sides.

Cheng Yanqiu looked at his palm, his face was dark, and he was a little surprised, who is this person?

Recalling the only eyes that the person was exposed when he was palmed, the cold and inorganic matter was lifeless, if it weren't for the black pupils that still reflected Cheng Yanqiu's face, otherwise they would have suspected that he was a corpse.

However, although the man's fighting style is reckless, the internal force is extremely soft, Cheng Yanqiu's cold internal force hit the past, not like hitting the hard copper wall, but like a thousand-year-old pine frozen in winter, the old pine was sealed with a thick layer of snow, with the increasing pressure, the pine leaves were overwhelmed and bent downward to slide the heavy snow down.

It seems to be a one-on-one palm, but in fact, the other party used ingenuity to remove Cheng Yanqiu's strength.

With this kind of internal strength, he shouldn't use this kind of reckless butt play, plus he is wrapped in a black cloth all over his body and dare not let people know what he looks like, he should be a master who has been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes.

After the man slapped him, he didn't love fighting, and he didn't have the consciousness of being a master at all, watching the Lin family master and those few swordsmen form a sword formation to surround Cheng Yanqiu, and he harassed him from time to time on the side.

This person is not ashamed at all, he is obviously a master who has been famous for many years, but he can still be cheeky to fight more and less.

Cheng Yanqiu sneered disdainfully, no matter how many people can help me?

The well-trained Yin Moon Sect disciples below are like evil ghosts harvested in the shadows, launching a bloody and cruel massacre, most of those masked Jianghu people are not opponents, the situation is for the Lin family master, the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it is, but it has been fighting for so long, Cheng Yanqiu still does not show signs of losing his internal strength, and he is fighting with ease, what is going on?

The master of the Lin family anxiously gave the master of the black cloth package a look and asked, the master of the black cloth shook his head slightly, the master of the Lin family didn't understand what he meant, and suddenly became a little anxious.