The young man who looked like a Taoist priest turned around and left, and the voice came into his ear:

"Don't hurt the innocent, let's fight behind the mountain!"

Wu Lingque naturally understood what he meant, there were many children in the young Taoist priest's door who were ignorant of the world, if he woke up and saw something he shouldn't see, he wasn't sure if he would cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

So he also chased the Taoist priest to the back mountain, but he was more vigilant about whether there would be something like a formation.

At the top of the back mountain, the Taoist priest stood still from afar, Wu Lingque was sure that there was no ambush, and there was no delay, and the starting hand was the killing move in Sun Nian's exercises, and a punch came, such as a dragon's roar.

The young head naturally will not sit still, and at this time he also let go of his hands and feet, and met the punch, and the same punch was swung out, which was actually a hard way.

Wu Lingque was not used to this style of play, and hesitated for a moment, but the fist of the young head had already reached the front door, and he could no longer regret it, so he had to fight hard.

The fists struck each other, and there was a bang, and the leaves fell in the mountains and forests for a while. The two Heavenly Pride of the Dragon Leap Peak were on opposite sides, the young master was still calm, Wu Lingque's right hand behind his back trembled a little, and the aura in the acupoint was surging.

"Presumably, your Excellency can't kill me today?"

Wu Lingque shook his head, and then pulled out his posture, and actually changed to a palm.

For a while, his spiritual power turned into water waves, and the meaning of his whole body changed from rigid to soft.

The young master frowned, and the next moment, Wu Lingque had already slowly deceived him, and what was even more amazing was that the spiritual power in front of him was thick, like water waves, and it actually formed a kind of "potential" that made the young master feel a little depressed.

The young head avoided his edge, and between rigidity and softness, he was a little uncomfortable.

But who knows, Wu Lingque seems to be in a slow shape, but he seems to be close to the young head in a breath. The young head did not panic completely, kicked under his feet, and put out a standing pile that did not move like a mountain, such as taking root under his feet, and the old monk entered the house.

Wu Lingque came with momentum, and his momentum climbed to the top in front of the young master, and with a palm attack, the spiritual power suddenly turned from the calm lake to a monstrous wave, hitting the young master's body fiercely.

Like waves hitting a reef.

The young man had already closed his eyes tightly, and he pushed sideways with a punch, which was able to withstand this move like a natural disaster.

There was some pain in Wu Lingque's meridians, and at this time, two blood-red silk threads quietly appeared on his right arm, but the battle situation was stale, and no one found it.

Wu Lingque had already felt that his spiritual power had passed faster after opening and closing, although he would not fall immediately, but in the process of making moves with the person in front of him, he would inevitably lose a single cent.

Slightly closed his eyes, dedicated to two purposes, not far away a dead branch actually rose in the posture of the sword, and after circling for a week, a "sword" stabbed into the heart of the young master.

The young master felt it in his heart, and was suddenly shocked: the third exercise!

How can there be such a freak in the Dao? Cultivators have never heard of practicing three different exercises at the same time. First, it is difficult to find the exercises; second, no matter how many exercises there are, they are useless before the realm is suppressed, and it is better to concentrate on one method than to be distracted from practice; third, it is very easy for the exercises to repel each other and go mad.

This guy in front of him is really a freak.

The young head whispered: "Move flowers and trees." Then I saw that the soles of his feet were forced, and the whole person turned upside down, in an inverted posture, one palm resisted the weak Wu Lingque, and the other hand waved lightly, and the withered branch sword suddenly got rid of Wu Lingque's control, and stabbed towards Wu Lingque instead of the "momentum" in the dark.

Wu Lingque's heart was shocked, he put away the Tingtao Pavilion exercises, and hurriedly dodged. But that majestic move was extremely difficult to collect, and the spiritual power backlash made his realm unstable, and his movements were slow, and the withered branch pierced his right shoulder fiercely.

Wu Lingque went straight backwards and pulled away. For a while, his feet were weak, and he had to squat down with one hand, covering his shoulder with his left hand, and his hands were covered with blood.

The young man did not chase after him, and said, "You go, you can't kill me today." The incident of destroying the Sun family next to the barren mountain is actually your own family affair inside the barren hill, and I have seen it, and I will not talk too much. ”

How could Wu Lingque give up, the first time he carried out the task, he would definitely not return empty-handed. The killing intent on his body rose again, but at this time, a wide big hand gently patted his shoulder, and the restless spiritual power in Wu Lingque's body suddenly disappeared.

"It's not ruthless enough, he said to change places, and you changed places?"

The young head no longer had the same leisure as before, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were full of horror, and the next moment, he fled like a sharp arrow!

"Transplant flowers and trees, and create spiritual spirits. Today, you have to die. In stark contrast to his reflection, the tone of the person who came was not in a hurry. But this unhurried voice, like a nightmare, lingered in the ears of the young master, as if the person had spread all over the mountains and forests.

"Stop. Qi Yong seems to have become a constitution, and the young head is like being struck by lightning, and he really can't move at all.

Qi Yong slowly walked to the young master's side, followed by Wu Lingque.

"Today, you don't complain about losing. The inner door cultivates the Tao, and the Taoist clothes are thousands, and the outer door is huge and complex, and they belong to the same vein. You are the first person in the Inner Gate of the Qiushui Sect who traveled all over the world many years ago?"

The young head knew that he would die today, but he was much calmer: "Today, the head of Qi personally went down the mountain, and Lu Yuan's fate should be like this." It's just that Lu Yuan doesn't understand, why does the head of Qi have to kill me? The two factions in Qiushui are different in different regions, and they don't have a deep hatred, if the Sun family destroys the door, I will keep my mouth shut. ”

Qi Yong shook his head: "You won't keep your mouth shut. If it were any other sect, you wouldn't have to die today, and we would have talked about our business. It's just that you are a disciple of the Qiushui Sect who is the same as the Cultivator's Mansion, and if you know it, you will wait for the Cultivator's Mansion to know, and it will be very troublesome. ”

Lu Yuan saw that it was irretrievable, so he simply broke the jar and broke it: "Master Qi is not afraid that Lu Yuan has already passed the message?"

Qi Yong still shook his head: "If you go to deliver the message, you won't live tonight." Let you return to the junction of Huanghuai Town and Qilian Town by yourself, and it will also provide some convenience for us to kill you. ”

Lu Yuan was helpless, he still couldn't move at this time, so he had to sigh: "Master Qi is calculating, just don't hurt the innocent, do it." ”

Qi Yong looked at Wu Lingque with a smile: "It's not enough, my disciple, I still have something to look for you." ”

The Qiushui method is most suitable for re-interrupting the road. Even if there is no way to recover Wu Lingque's injuries, it will be of great benefit.

Just when Lu Yuan was puzzled, a cold and pale hand was already attached to his body. The next moment, the position of that hand seemed to be gnawed by someone, and a kind of bone-chilling pain made the determined Lu Yuan lose his mind for a moment, and a terrible scream broke the silence of the entire night sky.

Qi Yong waved his hand slightly, isolated the sound, and watched with relish.

That kind of pain, from one part of his body, began to slowly spread to his whole body, and Lu Yuan seemed to watch the masked man in front of him turn into a vicious beast and eat all parts of his body little by little. What's even more terrifying is that Lu Yuan found that along with his own memories were disappearing little by little......

Lu Yuan suddenly felt extremely desolate...... It has been nearly ten years, and he has not gone back to show his master his achievements in the past ten years, and he should still be able to afford the title of the first in the inner door......

"Okay, good ......" Lu Yuan's face was full of tears, and he didn't know where he got the strength, and he spoke again: "What a barren mountain, you even want to take these memories?"

Lu Yuan, who was already a little shriveled, was full of brilliance, and Qi Yu was shocked:

"Oh no, let go of him!"

But it was too late, under Qi Yuan's heavy prohibition, Lu Yuan still ran a type of grafting, and the next moment, the majestic memory broke into Wu Lingque's mind like a flood.

Like a marquee, Wu Lingque has seen Lu Yuan's life:

At the age of eight, he entered the Qiushui faction, and was the grandson of the head disciple, and passed on the inner door. At the age of ten, he entered the product at the age of fifteen, and at the age of fifteen, he was the first in the inner door of his generation. At the age of seventeen, in search of an opportunity to break through the realm, he went out to travel to various towns. In the past ten years, he has helped guide more than 100 children along the way, giving grace and righteousness, and doing chivalrous deeds, without doing a single thing against their hearts. At the age of twenty-five, the dragon leaped to the peak. At the age of twenty-seven, after preparing to teach the last batch of disciples, he returned to the door to make a ten-year appointment and marry her and return home......

"Ling Que!"

Qi Yi shouted loudly, pulling Wu Lingque back to reality. In front of him, Lu Yuan had turned into a corpse, and the aura that had not yet been dissipated had already aspired......

Cultivated steadfastly, the twenty-seven-year-old Shenqi realm with a stable realm......

"How are you? It's my uncle's incompetence......" Qi Yong blamed himself a little, he was really blind to his own realm.

Wu Lingque came back to his senses completely, touched his face, and his face was full of tears...... He wiped it clean vigorously, thought about it, gritted his teeth and said:

"I've been filled with a bunch of messy memories, and I've only gotten half of the Qiushui Sect's mental method...... That Shanmen disciple, do you need to destroy the sect?"

Wu Lingque has always been hard-hearted, he is a descendant of the Demon Sect, not a righteous gentleman who listens to Tao Pavilion!

Qi Yu was stunned and shook his head: "If the door is destroyed, Lu Yuan will really die in Qilian Town." I have my own arrangements for the rest of the matter, you don't have to worry about it anymore, it's your body's ......"

"I'm fine. Wu Lingque shook his head, he was temporarily in the Divine Rise Realm again.

No one noticed that the red thread on his hand had turned into three. The latest one, especially the blood-red horror......

In the courtyard of the young master's sect, in a small house, the only little girl who had no father or mother, and was brought back by Lu Yuan himself, shrunk in the quilt. She looked at the flashing light of the mountain behind her, her eyes empty.