Zhong Yuanchang and Monk Fatian exchanged fists, and the sound of whirring and banging came and went, and it was difficult to separate for a while. However, although the fight was very fierce, when they saw that someone was going to snatch Feng Zidu, and saw that the other party was only a thin girl, but it was too weird, and they actually had the same hatred and common intention in their hearts, although they had no way of knowing the identity of the little girl, they all thought: "The kid surnamed Feng in front of me must not fall into the hands of others." The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits, so let's beat the comer away first. "The two of them have high martial arts, they can be free, and their minds are the same, so they immediately stop fighting.

Everyone saw Sang Wuniang's sword stabbed out suddenly, the sword was fast, like a poisonous snake rushing to bite and bite, but the girl in white had no way to avoid it, and in an instant she was about to be splashed with blood on the spot, and they were all terrified, and secretly thought: "This 'Spirit Snake Sword Technique' of this mother's skin is really vicious and abnormal." Even if you encounter it suddenly, I am afraid that you should be in a hurry. Seeing that Sang Wuniang's soft sword sword tip flicked straight to the girl's throat, but before it arrived, she suddenly screamed on the ground, and a body suddenly fell softly at the feet of the girl in white without warning.

In this way, Zhuge Wuhui and the others couldn't help but be shocked and shocked. Although he knew that the eyes of everyone present were sharp, he could clearly see that the girl in white had not moved any fingers at all, but how did Sang Wuniang suddenly fall to the ground weakly paralyzed?

Zhuge Wuhui and Zhong Yuanchang glanced at each other, and immediately understood that the girl in white in front of them was the owner of the strange candle before. A single candle is still powerful, not to mention that the main one is appearing now? Looking at the strange bouquet of flowers in her hand, I am afraid that it is also poisonous on the poison of the candle. This girl seems to be not very old, but how can she master the way of poison? Could it be that there is a master behind her who is secretly directing? Is it true that the news of the death of the White Cloud Shenni rumored on the rivers and lakes is really false?

This Zhuge Wuhui had suffered a big loss under the hands of Baiyun Shenni back then, and almost lost his life, and he was shocked to think about it at this moment. He couldn't help but secretly regret that he really shouldn't have listened to that person's instructions and rashly stepped into this Medicine King Valley, and his face was pale and he couldn't help but retreat to the limelight, raising his head and looking around.

The girl in white turned to look at Zhuge Wuhui for a moment, and said, "Judging from your martial arts and age, it should be the Wudang faction's 'none' generation." Back then, there was a person in the Wudang faction who was arrogant, saying that the martial arts were invincible in the world, and he wanted to compete with my master Xingyue, but he was defeated in the end. But it's not you, right?" Zhuge Wuhui snorted and said angrily: "Nonsense. I, the Wudang Sect, am very knowledgeable in martial arts, and I am a leader in the Orthodox Sect, how can I have anything to do with a side sect like your Medicine King Valley?"

The girl in white sneered and said, "Orthodox leader? It turns out that you have to worship under the official family and be willing to be a lackey of other people's eagle claws." Zhong Yuanchang couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "The little girl's family doesn't have sharp teeth and sharp mouths, and she is open-mouthed." It must be known that the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's ministers, so don't make those rebellious words again, and come to provoke officials for no reason. The girl in white said lightly: "My master is on the top of this mountain at the moment, you can go up and talk to her." ”

Zhuge Wuhui was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly looked up at the top of the mountain, and saw that there was a thin figure standing on the stone, and saw that her figure was no different from that of the white cloud god, and this time he couldn't help but feel distracted, and shouted: "The surname Jing mistook me!"