At the crack of dawn.

Tihua Lane still roared constantly, the wind was blowing, and the dust was all over the sky. The fourth one controls the flying knife, and the sixth wields the flying sword, all in order to save his life, from the west end of the alley to the east end, and he is still fighting.

The alley is muddy, it is uneven, and this time it is full of pits, there are deep and shallow, deep three or four people are high, shallow two or three feet of appearance, pockmarked face is general, very unsightly.

Of course, it is not only this muddy ground that suffers, the courtyards on both sides of the alley seem to be even more miserable, nine times out of ten there are no courtyard gates, and the courtyard walls are also crooked, embarrassed.

There was such a big commotion, but no one came out to ask the teacher.

There is no other reason, the people in the courtyard are all rumored a few days ago that the ghost has come out to make waves again, and they stay honestly, their own lives are worried, who dares to go out, and how can anyone dare to ask the teacher for guilt.

No one in the vicinity dared to come out to join in the fun, but there were still many spectators in Tihua Lane. Most of these spectators are monks, monks in the Northern Han Dynasty, their cultivation is high and low, the high ones have reached the ninth layer of the foundation building period, one foot has entered the Jindan stage, and the low ones are only five or six layers in the qi refining period.

Regardless of their cultivation, these monks are all "true gentlemen" who "watch chess and are silent", no one speaks out to stop them, no one cheers, they just look at them coldly.

......

It is rare that there is a relatively intact small courtyard at the west end of the alley.

In the courtyard, Hou Tao and the others were not happy about the situation outside, but they were all sad and worried.

Feng Wuchen lay on the Qingfeng boat waiting for the waves, wrapped in a thick layer of white medicinal powder from head to toe, only the eyes and mouth and nose were exposed, like a big silkworm chrysalis.

Needless to say, this is Ouyang Gao's masterpiece.

Although it is wrapped in a large silkworm chrysalis, the wind and dust are not immediate. From time to time, the large silkworm chrysalis will twitch violently for a while, spitting out a few mouthfuls of black blood.

Hou Tao sighed secretly, looked at the east end of the alley, and said sadly: "It's almost, we should go!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand to collect the array flag in the courtyard, turned to the front yard with everyone, and quietly sneaked away from Changning Street.

......

In the alley, the fourth and sixth fought for nearly half a night, although the fourth always had the upper hand, but only let the sixth suffer some minor injuries, and never seriously injured the sixth child, but was dragged by the sixth to exhaustion, and the spiritual power in the body was unsustainable.

On the other hand, although the sixth child is also out of breath and at the end of the crossbow, but relying on the Great Compassion Gong, his spiritual power is replenished quickly, and there is a great momentum.

After the battle, the sixth child gained the upper hand and suppressed the fourth child steadily. The fourth child was horrified, he couldn't be more clear about the sixth child, although the latter was full of "compassion" all day long, in fact, his heart was harder than anyone else, and he was more ruthless than anyone else, and he liked to torture people to death little by little, and the means were very cruel.

The fourth didn't want to fall into the hands of the sixth, and ended up in a worse than dead end, so he hurriedly beat his spirit, and tried his best to control the four flying knives to attack the sixth from different directions, and the direction was very tricky.

The sixth man became more and more stable the more he fought, his left hand pinched the trick unhurriedly, and his right hand pointed at the sword point, pointing towards the flying sword in mid-air. His flying sword, three feet long and three inches wide, with a deep red spine, is not the same shape as a common sword, not straight at all, twists and turns, high and low, like a spiritual snake that wants to pounce. This sword is called the "Fire Serpent Sword"

It is a second-order high-grade magic weapon.

The sword of the fire snake flashed, the spine of the sword became more and more red, as if it was about to drip blood, the light flowed rapidly, from the tail of the snake to the head of the snake, the sword body shook suddenly, the tip of the sword trembled, and the "bang" bounced away the flying knife that was attacking from the front. As the old sixth's handprint was shot, the flying sword suddenly turned flat, and skillfully clicked the flying knife that was attacking from the right. After a while, the four flying knives were all repelled by the sixth child.

This is exactly the trick of the flying sword of the sixth child, "dragonfly and water".

The fourth child frowned, unconsciously a little disheartened. He knew very well that if he continued to consume like this, what awaited him would be death, even more terrible than death.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I felt, so the fourth child simply let it go and decided to fight to the death with the sixth child. With a move of his right hand, four flying knives roared towards him, and he spun in front of him, he was furious in his heart, and suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, pinched the trick with both hands, and squirted out a large mouthful of essence blood towards the Soul Breaking Knife.

Although the "Blood Sacrifice Weapon" is extremely powerful, it damages cultivation and damages vitality, and few monks can use it as a last resort. If the fourth child hadn't been cornered, he would definitely not have used such a move.

The blood fell on the flying knife, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant, but the flying knife suddenly had great spiritual power, and the knife spit out three zhang long, and the cold air was pressing.

Lao Liu frowned, hesitated slightly, and also bit the tip of his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of essence blood towards the Fire Snake Sword. The momentum of the Fire Snake Sword increased sharply, the sword body shook lightly, and the sword was uncertain, and it was extremely sharp.

The two of them shot at the same time, and the Soul Breaking Knife and the Fire Snake Sword cut through the sky, carrying the wind and thunder, and hedged away.

Seeing that the two were about to collide together, and they were about to separate life and death, at this time, there was a sudden thunder in the sky.

"Stop!"

It was an old male voice, with monstrous rage, with unquestionable might.

The sound sounded, and the sword that was close at hand suddenly stopped in the air, unable to move.

In the blink of an eye, two figures appeared in the middle of the fourth and sixth children, and no one present could see how they appeared.

One of these two figures is a white-haired old man in good spirits, and the other is a white-haired middle-aged man, who are law enforcement elders and Duguan.

The law enforcement elder looked around, his eyes on the corpses of the third and fifth elders and the faces of the fourth and sixth children for a moment, and his face became more and more pale......

......

Before dawn, Feng Wuchen turned over and got up, not because he woke up early, but because he hadn't slept much, and lying in bed was also torment for him. In the dead of night, he thought of Hua Yao less and less, and now he thought more and more about He Miaoyin, who had just met, and her smile, every move, every word, and her shyness and anger kept appearing in his mind over and over again.

Before meeting He Miaoyin, Feng Wuchen had always thought that he was an infatuated person, a single-minded person, but after meeting her, Feng Wuchen knew that he was not single-minded or infatuated enough!

Feng Wuchen gently pushed open the door, jumped to the roof, waited for the sunrise and waited for the breeze to blow, hoping that the light and wind would make up for the lack in his heart, hoping that he could be less lovesick and less melancholy.

In fact, what Feng Wuchen hopes more is that this light and wind can send her who suddenly disappeared to his side!

"Pervert, get up early enough!"

A heavenly voice reached the wind

In Wuchen's ears, this voice is the voice of Feng Wuchen's thoughts, and it is her voice. However, Feng Wuchen didn't show much excitement when he heard this voice, he just shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself: "It seems that I am really sick now, and I have all had auditory hallucinations, I don't know if Ouyang Gao has any pills that can cure my illness." ”

"Pervert, what's wrong with you?"

The voice was getting closer and closer, and Feng Wuchen also smelled the faint fragrance that made him fascinated, he directly picked it up, turned around and looked at it, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, isn't this the immortal who makes him not think about it!

"It's you!" Feng Wuchen yelled excitedly at the sky.

"It's me," He Miaoyin raised her eyebrows, "Are we so familiar?"

"Oh......"

"Pervert, have you found a helper?" The rejection on He Miaoyin's face was instantly replaced by a kind little sister next door.

"I only found two, both of them were found by Dugu Yang in his personal name, after all, we can't be sure if that group of people is really from the Immortal Society, and we don't dare to report it rashly. If it's just a bunch of thieves, we'll be punished when we go back!"

"You don't want others to share your credit, do you?" He Miaoyin stuck out her tongue and said, "Don't think I don't know the rules of your Bixian Academy's handling of the Tongxian Society. ”

Feng Wuchen saw that the meaning of what he didn't want to say was also broken by her, so he lowered his head and clasped his fingers: "Are you also looking for helpers?"

"Of course not, do you think I need a helper if I'm so powerful?" He Miaoyin was full of confidence, and her tone was very arrogant.

If such arrogant words came out of other people's mouths, Feng Wuchen would definitely either scoff or feel extremely bored, but from He Miaoyin's mouth, he thought she was extremely cute.

"Pervert, what are you smiling at, say yes!" He Miaoyin glanced at Feng Wuchen, who only cared about smirking.

The red sun finally climbed the mountain, and the soft sunlight sprinkled on her fair, pretty, and lovely face, which was so beautiful that it was fresh, beautiful, and so beautiful that the poet was poor in words, and Feng Wuchen nodded stupidly.

At this wonderful moment, an unpleasant howl suddenly sounded in the courtyard, "Pervert, hurry up and leave, they have arrived!"

The person who howled was Hou Tao, and the people in his mouth were the helpers Dugu Yang had found, Dugu Yang's two junior disciples, one was Jia Guan, who had worked with Feng Wuchen, and the other was Xu Fa, who started two years earlier than Jia Guan, both of whom were cultivators of the fourth layer of the foundation building period.

Feng Wuchen originally wanted to say a few more words to the beauties around him, but the nasty voice kept ringing in the yard. In his heart, he angrily scolded the owner of this untimely voice a thousand times before he reluctantly agreed.

However, the most headache for Feng Wuchen is not Hou Tao, but Duguyang.

Since Dugu Yang saw He Miaoyin for the first time, his squinting and hot eyes have never left the latter. Not only that, Duguyang also salivated and greeted He Miaoyin......

Seeing that the fairy in his heart was so desecrated by Dugu Yang, Feng Wuchen's eyes were about to erupt with fire, and he couldn't wait to find Dugu Yang on the spot to fight to the death. Fortunately, He Miaoyin's reaction to Dugu Yang was only flying feet and white eyes, which invisibly prevented a potential life-and-death duel!

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