With the vomiting of waste blood in this chest cavity, he felt that the layers of silk at his heart were loosened, the pain from the ten thousand needles in the sea of qi was weakened, and his stable feet fell.

The burly coachman on the wheel snorted, and the horsewhip made of unknown material in his hand struck violently, and the extremely dim earthy yellow light in the coarse cloth clothes on his body suddenly disappeared, and it was obvious that he was a warrior.

Beside a great master with an amazing realm, there will inevitably be a powerful servant, even Luo Fan can think of this, and Song Xiaoxiao will naturally not miscalculate.

With a whip, the wind and rain cleared up, Song Xiaoxiao's soaked green shirt was blown by the strong wind, and at this time his body had become a fallen leaf, extremely soft and lightly avoided the past, the second finger of his left hand was a sword duel, and he poked at the body of the coachman's attendant in the air, and the fingertips were going, and a white line suddenly appeared in the blown rain.

The coachman snorted again, and the whip drew an arc in the air to shatter this finger, and was about to swing the whip again to stop Song Xiaoxiao, but was interrupted by a sharp pain in the lower abdomen.

He looked down with round eyes, and saw an ordinary spear stuck deep in his stomach!

Luo Fan, who was running all the way in the rain and shooting arrows all the way, knew that the Great Nian Master in the carriage and the horseman on the carriage were both cultivators, but his footsteps did not stop at all, even if all the arrows transferred the Great Nian Master in the carriage to Song Xiaoxiao, he did not stop. Only a moment later than Song Xiaoxiao, he arrived in front of the carriage, and then he rolled on the spot, got under the two horses, avoided the gaze of the coachman's attendant, and discarded his arrow and drew his gun.

The spear that he was holding in his right hand was stabbed diagonally upwards from behind the horse's hips, from under the wheel, and this insidious shot accurately avoided the soft armor that the opponent might be wearing, and stabbed deep into the opponent's lower abdomen!

The blade of the gun into the abdomen is not a fatal injury, Luo Fan turned his wrist expressionlessly, and the spear in his hand was stabbed one by one, as fast as lightning, and suddenly pierced dozens of holes in the lower abdomen of the carriage attendant.

The coachman looked at the spear that kept coming in and out of his belly, his face was terrified and desperate, and his throat was hoshing, and the blade of the spear that had been washed by the rain for a long time was already cold, but he felt extremely hot.

Luo Fan was not in the mood to appreciate the opponent's expression before he died, his palm was on the wheel, his body was dexterously flipped up, and he rushed past the coachman's attendant, and followed Song Xiaoxiao's figure into the mysterious carriage.

The curtain rises and the cold rain enters.

Song Xiaoxiao's face was pale, his eyes were bright, and he swung his sword but met the black big knife that came on.

The big black man looked at the uninvited guests who broke into the carriage with a smile on his face.

Luo Fan drilled through Song Xiaoxiao's knees, knelt forward with a muffled snort, and the sharp tip of the spear in his hand stabbed the soles of the black-clothed man's feet.

"Little friend, this is not very friendly. ”

The big man in black didn't look at the spear that stabbed him, but just looked at the two calmly and said with a smile.

This is not at all the way of the cultivator's battle of the Great Nian Master, the cultivator is through meditation to make his spiritual power incomparably compatible with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and then use the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to exert a powerful combat power.

"Quick Retreat"

"Are you okay?"

The black-shirted man walked with his feet raised, and at will, he shook Luo Fan's spear away, and his strength was still strong, and he shook Luo Fan several feet away.

The long black knife waved, and the black halo shattered the carriage, and the blade of the gun pierced the foot of the ancient black-shirted man, but it couldn't move any further.

The bladeless long sword roared, as if letting out a sad cry.

Song Xiaoxiao, whose expression was even more solemn, turned white in an instant, and she had more questions!

Burst, burst, burst!

A knife.

Two knives.

Three knives.

Fourteen knives.

The knife smashed on the bladeless long sword, and the blood in Song Xiaoxiao's mouth slipped all over his body, and the blood sprayed on the green shirt, turning into an inexplicable Yin flower.

"Who are you?" Song Xiaoxiao said with a sad smile on her face while holding her long sword.

"Aren't you counting dead grass? Counting everything in the world, haven't you counted? The smile under the black-shirted face did not show any nervousness. It's as if everything on the other side of the two is under their control.

"You're a demon cultivator. “

"What is demon cultivation, the vitality of heaven and earth is originally a product of the world, and it should be used by people. Absorb the vitality of heaven and earth into the body, and start refining oneself from the beginning realm, what's wrong?"

"The decrease in the vitality of heaven and earth is because of the existence of your demon cultivators, and when the heaven and earth are silent and the cultivators disappear, this is the consequence that you bring. “

"This young man is very good, and he is willing to go with me. The man in black didn't look at the attendant, maybe the attendant was just a squire he used, as a demon cultivator, he didn't use it to protect his body at all.

What they temper is the body, and the vitality of heaven and earth is not perceived through meditation, but incorporated into the body through some special means, so as to practice.

Luo Fan stood up and looked at the black-clothed man who was walking slowly. Big brother, don't you have the biggest hole card, why haven't you used it yet, it's time to die.

The man in black walked out of the carriage and walked slowly into the middle, the vitality of heaven and earth moving around his body.

......

......

The other carriage at the entrance of the alley had not moved, and had been quietly parked in the majestic summer rain, whether it was the first massacre, the tragic battle in the Song Mansion, or the one-sided battle in the streets and alleys, it did not move the fat young man in the carriage, he just quietly watched his hand like a lotus root and pointed to God.

It's not that he doesn't move, but he can't move at all, and there is a tall and thin old man sitting opposite him, wearing a dirty robe, I don't know how many oil marks and dirt there are on the robe, the triangular eyes on his face are flickering, with those few sparse long beards, he looks extremely obscene and obscene, and there is no appearance of a worldly master at all.

The chubby young man frowned slightly, a few rare fine lines appeared on his tight and wide forehead, and he narrowed his eyes, sensing the fluctuations of vitality around the carriage through the heavy curtains.

There was a dead silence inside and outside the carriage, accompanied only by the sound of the roaring rain, this invincible young powerhouse who was known as the invincible below the emperor realm had a strong warning in his heart, he didn't understand who the thin and tall old Taoist on the opposite side was, and how he appeared in his carriage.

He sat quietly in the carriage and was silent for a long time, listening to the sound of rain outside the car, and his fingers suddenly relaxed.

The battle at the mouth of the alley seems to have been decided.

However, at this time, the tall and thin old Taoist raised his fingers and said, "Get up!"

I saw that the curtain of the car suddenly lifted a corner, and the corner of the curtain floated out lightly, half a foot away, and then fell lightly to the ground.

The slightly chubby young man squinted slightly at the corner of the curtain in the rain in the distance, still not daring to make a move, but saw the curtain in front of him swing again, and then cut again without accident, turning into a piece of cloth in the rain.

There appears to be an invisible knife in the carriage.

He didn't sense any cultivator's mental power fluctuations, only the vitality between heaven and earth had some extremely subtle changes at the moment when the curtain was cut and floated away, if he wasn't the powerhouse of the younger generation of Great Qin, maybe he wouldn't even be able to detect the subtle changes in the vitality of heaven and earth.

Thinking of a possibility, his face turned slightly pale.

However, the next moment, his body suddenly stiffened, and he turned into a stone sculpture in the carriage.

He looked at the alley through the car window, the whole alley had become another world, the black-shirted man's action of swinging the knife directly triggered the dangerous qi between heaven and earth, and the rain accumulated on the bluestone slab on the ground began to tremble violently, jumping into the air and falling from time to time.

The night sky above the alley has become the magical workshop of the Blue Sky Lord, and all the raindrops falling from that night sky have turned into sharp and irresistible knives!

Countless raindrops fell from above the night sky like countless sharp knives, fell on the two carriages at the mouth of the alley, and fell on the carriage board, the carriage plate was shattered, and fell on the wheel, and the wheel turned into wood powder, and fell on the two horses in front of the wheel, and the horses were instantly cut into meat paste by the raindrops without making a sound!

Ten thousand drops of summer rain fell into the alley, everything around the carriage in the rain disintegrated and shattered, and the rain that fell on the alley was like a real summer rain, hitting the black-shirted man's cheeks, leaving no blood.

The chubby young man sitting on the carriage board still didn't make any moves, and could only be seen as these raindrops cutting the world with a sharp knife.

The middle-aged man in the black shirt looked extremely embarrassed, and sat miserably on the bluestone slab at the entrance of the alley, the black shirt on his body was already soaked, and he was weak to put it on his forehead. He looked up at the raindrops falling in the night sky with some confusion, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably violently, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or the horror.

He struggled to look down at the sudden extreme change in the weather around him, and looked at the chubby young man in the other carriage with a shocked face.

"I spent half a day drawing this talisman, what do you think?"

The thin and tall Taoist looked at the black-shirted man sitting at the entrance of the alley through the layers of rain curtains and asked the chubby young man in front of him seriously. Outside the carriage, the middle-aged fat man in the Prince's Mansion had turned into a dead corpse, and the clothes on his body and even the skin under the clothes were like pieces of paint that had fallen off over the years, and he looked extremely terrifying.

The slightly chubby young man smiled miserably, looked at the thin and tall Daoist and said dejectedly: "There are only a dozen people in my Great Qin Fu Dao, and I am naturally one of the four Divine Rune Masters of Tianji Gate who are willing to wear Dao robes. ”

"It takes a lot of time for a rune master like a senior to draw a talisman that takes half a day to draw, which is naturally terrifying...... I just don't understand why the seniors didn't just kill me. ”

The rune master of the Heavenly Machine Gate frowned slightly, waved his hand and drew a word in the air, drove away the annoying rain around him, shook his head and said: "The monks of the *** country, the swordsmen of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and the men of the demon cultivators, these people will die when they die, but you are different." I was commanded to put an end to it all to save your life. ”

"Wutong, you have already stood on the threshold of the Emperor Realm at a young age, it is really rare, I heard that there is news in the Tianshan Academy, and the teachers over there have also commented on you, thinking that after forty years, you are very likely to touch the layer of paper above the Emperor Realm...... It's not easy for me to be a young genius in Daqin, so you have to work as hard as you can to live for another forty years!"

The expression on Wu Tong's face kept changing.

"You don't want to get involved in the affairs of the court anymore, this time, go directly to the academy. ”

After saying this, the rune master turned around and walked towards the dark alley, and muttered, "Counting the dead grass Lao Song, it's not a cat or a puppy, and who can kill it at will?"

The man in black was holding a long black knife, and the simple black shirt had already let the rain cut into strips of thin cloth, and he had long since lost the light wind before before.

The thin and tall old man walked up to the middle-aged man in black shirt, smiled and said, "I've been waiting for many years, and I finally saw you." ”

After speaking, the thin and tall old man waved his finger and drew a word in the air, and the middle-aged man in the black shirt fell on the bluestone road without saying a word.

Then he said to Song Xiaoxiao: "The one who wants to see you, you can go, you can take this little friend." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Luo Fan and smiled slightly: "Xiaoyou, you are really good." ”